Chapter 236 Snape's Anger! Harry Wakes Up
"Mr. Grindelwald, have you finished the homework I assigned?"
Snape asked coldly just after Argus entered the room.
Argus was stunned by the question.
Didn't you assign this homework yesterday? Shouldn't you hand it in on Monday?
Why are you asking me for it now!
Then he realized that Snape was not urging him to do the homework, but asking him to hurry up and find out Lupin's true identity and drive him out of Hogwarts!
Unfortunately, Lupin is still useful to him now, and it's not time to drive him away.
Argus continued to act crazy and stupid: "It's almost done. If the professor is in a hurry, he can send it tomorrow morning."
Snape put down the various potion materials in his hands, with a bit of anger in his eyes.
"The purpose of homework is not to make you memorize it, but to make you understand it!"
"It's for you to use it in life, understand!"
Snape was so angry that he almost named Lupin's identity.
Why hasn't Argus guessed it yet!
Where did the energy last school year go!
Could it be that what he hinted at was not obvious enough?
Argus did not give Snape the opportunity to continue to criticize him, and made his request to Snape.
"Dean, today the Slytherin members asked me to learn the Patronus Charm."
"Because there are so many people, I want to apply for a classroom."
"It seems that our Mr. Grindelwald felt that he was not satisfied with his teaching assistant last year and wanted to experience the life of a professor again."
"Do you know what you should do as a student?"
You should help you expose Lupin's true identity!
Argus secretly complained in his heart.
Although Snape was sarcastic, he also knew how lucky it was that what happened on the Quidditch field today.
If Dumbledore hadn't been there, I'm afraid Hogwarts would really have caused a tragedy.
He closed the crucible in front of him and walked towards Argus.
"Have you counted the total number of people?"
"We have counted them, but the time has not been decided yet because we don't know when the classroom will be free."
"I will communicate with the headmaster about this matter, but you must be prepared to teach four colleges at the same time."
"After all..." Snape's expression became more and more mocking.
"Our Mr. Grindelwald has made a big splash today!"
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School infirmary.
When Harry woke up, it was already crowded with people.
Some were attacked by Dementors, some were injured by lightning or fell from a broom.
Some simply caught a cold from being wet in the rain.
In short, Madam Pomfrey was so busy that she didn't notice that Harry had woken up at all.
"Water..."
The first thing Harry said when he opened his eyes after being unconscious for most of the day was the classic request for water.
Ron heard the voice and stood up excitedly.
"Harry, you're awake!"
"You've been sleeping for almost a whole day!"
"I... I want some water, Ron."
"Oh oh oh! I'll get it for you!"
Ron picked up a glass of water and handed it to Harry.
Harry gulped it down and finally came to his senses.
He propped himself up and sat up.
"Competition, competition... did we win?"
The little wizard in the bed next to him heard Harry asking about the competition as soon as he woke up, snorted coldly, turned around and didn't even look at it.
Harry was confused.
Ron didn't get used to it, and his expression clearly showed that they had argued many times.
He stood up and shouted at the man: "You lost in the first place!"
"You still don't admit it after losing!"
"At least, we won't watch our classmates die just to win!"
"Desperate for victory, is this the level of the savior? Why do you compare yourself with Argus!"
The little badger in the bed next to him threw down a sentence and ignored it.
Hufflepuffs don't have such a strong desire to win, but they attach great importance to their companions.
Even when Harry was misunderstood the most last school year, many Hufflepuff members remained friendly to him.
But today, when Harry could clearly help, he would rather choose to chase the Golden Snitch than to rescue the Hufflepuff player who fell from the sky.
This made the good-tempered badger feel a little dissatisfied for the first time in a long time.
They had no reason to accuse Harry of not helping him, but they were unwilling to be friendly to Harry as before.
Ron, who was standing by, agreed with Harry's behavior and had quarreled with the Hufflepuff people several times before Harry woke up.
In his opinion, the other party was incompetent and wanted to be strong.
He deserved to be hurt!
"That evil Slytherin only wants to show off! What else can he do besides showing off!"
"By the way, Harry, there is something else I think I need to tell you."
Ron pulled out a pile of branches from under Harry's bed.
"After you fell, your broom flew to the Whomping Willow, and it... broke it..."
"Do you want to buy a better one during this time?"
Ron knew that Harry was not short of money, and urged him to get a newer Nimbus or Firebolt.
Just because he couldn't afford this kind of broom didn't mean he didn't like it!
If Harry bought it, he would have a chance to try it.
Harry didn't say anything, and gently stroked the broken broom with his palm.
A trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes.
It wasn't because he felt sorry for the gold Galleons, but because this broom had been with him for a long time, and he was a little reluctant to let it go when it was suddenly destroyed.
"Let's see if it can be fixed first. I've been riding it for so long, I'm used to it."
"It may not be a good thing to suddenly change the broom."
At this moment, Madam Pomfrey finally realized that Harry had woken up.
After arranging the little wizard in front of her, she walked towards Harry.
"Mr. Potter, how do you feel?"
"I feel a little dizzy and nauseous, but nothing else."
"Dizziness and nausea are normal reactions after being attacked by Dementors. Come, drink these two potions."
Madam Pomfrey didn't give Harry a chance to refuse, and put two bottles of potions that looked very unpalatable in Harry's hands.
Harry looked at it and said, "Madam Pomfrey, I feel like I'm recovering well..."
"Drink it quickly!" Madam Pomfrey didn't indulge her. She turned around and saw Ron, who was curled up next to Harry like a quail.
"Little wizard, don't disturb the patient's rest, go back quickly."
"There are enough people here! There is no place for you to rest."
Ron lowered his head and responded repeatedly, glanced at Harry, and was about to get up and leave when he was stopped by Harry.
"Ron, remember to find Professor Lupin for me after you go out."
"Also... help me get the homework assigned by Snape."
Harry knew that with Snape's temper, he would never exempt himself from his homework even if he was injured.
Rather than waiting for him to ridicule him for various reasons in class, it would be better to work harder and finish the homework in the school infirmary.
He could also listen to less of his sarcastic remarks in class.
At Harry's reminder, Ron also remembered that he had not done a single word of his Defense Against the Dark Arts homework.
His expression suddenly became panic.
He didn't bother to respond to Harry and rushed to the Gryffindor common room.
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