Chapter 22

I don’t know if I saw Devereaux’s pride.

Or just simply want to torment Devereux.

Snape immediately put away his shocked expression.

The original gloominess was restored.

"Okay, then from now on, come here every Friday afternoon. There will be a task for you."

Snape ordered in a deep voice.

Devereaux listened.

His face fell again.

No!

One more afternoon a week to be alone with this old bat?

That's a real sin!

But Snape was a professor and Head of Slytherin.

Devereux had no choice but to obey.

It seemed as if it was specifically to prevent Devero from feeling comfortable.

Snape talked about another thing.

"Also, let's talk about the spell."

Devereux pouted.

What is supposed to come is finally coming.

Snape should be here to hold him accountable for what he did on the train.

Although in the original book, Harry and his party also cast a curse on Malfoy on the train.

But Devereaux is not sure he will be treated like a savior.

"Professor, it was Malfoy who insulted my friend first, so I took action."

So Devereaux argued as hard as possible.

"What Malfoy?"

It was beyond Devereaux's expectations.

Snape seemed to have never heard of this matter at all.

Frowning slightly.

"It's about that time I used a spell to attack Malfoy on the train... uh... Professor, you don't know?"

Snape waved his hand impatiently.

"Things like that aren't important! I'm asking you why you know so many advanced spells, and even mastered apparation! This is an extremely dangerous spell!"

Devereaux blurted out.

"So Professor, I'm not going to get kicked out for casting a spell on a classmate?"

Snape snorted.

Point your finger towards the parchment on the table.

"With this thing here, as long as you don't kill someone, I won't let you be expelled!"

Devereux was stunned.

He also didn't expect that this polyjuice potion would have such a great effect!

How could Snape protect him to this extent!

at this time.

What Marcus had just said to him at the Slytherin table echoed in Devereux's ears again.

"Modesty is not a good quality in Slytherin!"

——

Seeing Snape's attitude.

Then Devereux felt too relieved.

It’s not just about firing him!

Devereaux became very relaxed.

I just chatted with Marcus, plus Snape’s attitude towards me.

Let him know.

You must not hide your abilities.

Hidden clumsiness.

Package yourself like a kid.

A new student knows nothing.

That is totally not possible!

He's just a super genius.

Why?

It's because in schools, there are many places where there are only good enough people.

For example, being able to get first place in grade or something like that.

Or a place where only people with outstanding performance in other aspects can go.

And, as long as you are good enough.

Then the school leaders will take some actions against him.

Turn a blind eye!

Just like the original Voldemort!

So in order to be able to explore Hogwarts in all directions without blind spots.

Also in order to be able to get more care and privileges in school in the future.

I have to show my sword to these old men in the school!

Anyway, I have an entry for a time traveler.

Not afraid of Legilimency.

So what are you worried about?

Let them see what absolute genius means!

Think of this.

Devereaux sat relaxed in his chair.

It was like returning home.

Snape's frown deepened.

Devereaux relaxed and sat up straight.

"Professor, the reason why I know so many spells is not because I have any deals with dark wizards, nor because I have done other illegal things. It's because..."

He said to Snape with firm and serious eyes.

"Actually, I'm a genius!"

"I can learn all the spells instantly!"

"For example, if I watch someone else do it once, I'll probably know how to do it."

"After watching it a few times, I can use it skillfully, and the same goes for other spells."

Devereaux finished.

There was a long silence.

Snape crossed his arms.

Cover half your face.

Plus black hair cover.

Devereux didn't know what he was thinking.

Maybe you're suppressing a laugh?

Or maybe he was thinking about the credibility of Devereux’s statement.

Of course Devereux thinks the former is more likely.

"You can learn it yourself just by watching others cast spells?"

Snape repeated the words.

"Without any training or systematic guidance, it has only been a month since I got my own wand."

There was no emotion in his deep voice.

"With just a few glances, you can master spells that even upperclassmen can't master."

Devereaux nodded repeatedly as he listened to the other person's story.

Indicates that it is indeed the case.

Snap!

Snape slammed his hands on the desk.

The books on the shaking table shook.

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

The dark figure suddenly stood up.

Lean forward.

Pressing on Devereux.

Snape's eyes were fixed on Deveraux's.

There seemed to be a fire about to burst out of his eyes.

The two were close at this time.

Deveraux could even smell the shampoo that Snape used.

Uh.

Well, it should be the smell of oily hair.

——

Deveraux completely understood Snape's behavior.

After all, he and Snape had lived together for a year.

Same as potions.

He really didn't reveal any signs of being a genius in spells before.

So Snape didn't believe him.

It's understandable.

But it's true that he knows all kinds of high-level magic.

Plus the previous things of brewing polyjuice potion and modifying the wand.

It's estimated that Snape was shocked.

Now there's another wizard in magic.

He should have some resistance, right?

And he didn't tell a lie.

So he wasn't afraid of Snape testing him later.

Deveraux wanted to say something just now.

But Snape ignored him.

He walked out of the office directly.

He also warned Deveraux not to leave.

He was not allowed to enter the storage room or anything like that.

So now he was alone in Snape's office.

To be honest.

He was really itching now.

He wanted to go to the storage room to broaden his horizons.

But he always felt that Snape might be back in the next second.

Deveraux struggled countless times in his heart.

It was just like when his parents went out in his previous life.

He wanted to play with his phone secretly.

Finally.

After struggling for who knows how many times.

Deveraux decided to give it a try!

Jumped off the chair.

Deveraux came to the door of the storage room.

First try to open the door manually.

But the door handle could not be turned at all.

Deveraux immediately pulled out his wand.

"Alaho Open!"

He was already very proficient in the unlocking spell at this time.

And Snape's storage room had not been visited by Hermione Dobby and others yet.

Obviously the security measures were not in place.

It was easily opened by Deveraux's curse.

Deveraux's mouth curled up.

Just when he was about to open the door and patronize this holy place of potion materials.

"What are you doing?"

It was like a basin of ice water in the middle of winter.

Deveraux was shivering from the cold.

Turning around.

Snape was looking at Deveraux with a gloomy face at this time.

"Come with me."

Strangely.

Snape did not pursue it.

Instead, he said with a gloomy face.

"Use actual combat to test whether you are the so-called 'genius'."

Deveraux smiled slightly.

He had been itching to do it for a long time.

And he didn't intend to convince Snape with words.

He happily followed Snape out of the office.