Chapter 95

Devereux last saw Snape.

He was still the majestic and arrogant powerful wizard in the duel classroom.

But now.

Snape was lying on the hospital bed in the school infirmary.

Being wrapped up like a rice dumpling by Madam Pomfrey

Devereux almost laughed outright.

He was trying very hard not to laugh.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

It feels like I have to work harder than before to defeat Marcus.

Snape saw Devereaux coming in.

He just kept tilting his head to one side and pretended not to see him.

But how can this be useful?

When he walked to Snape's bedside.

Devereux specifically asked Madam Pomfrey to allow him to "consol" the professor.

However.

When he saw Snape's appearance.

The smile that had been suppressed for a long time finally burst.

"Oh my God, Professor, you...hahahaha!"

Devereaux broke the news without saying a word.

Laughing loudly in the inpatient unit.

"Professor, what are you doing, hahaha, you are lying here, hahaha!"

Devereaux laughed until tears came to his eyes.

I feel like my stomach is cramping.

I was almost hurt internally from laughing.

Snape gritted his teeth and refused to look at Devereux.

But his right hand was groping beside the bed.

Seems to be searching for his wand.

I want to cast a curse on this ignorant student.

However.

He hasn't succeeded yet.

Devereaux was caught red-handed by Madam Pomfrey.

"Lock the tongue and seal the throat!"

Devereaux felt his tongue stick to the roof of his mouth for a moment.

Unable to move.

Even the laughter was stuck in his throat.

This was the first time he had seen Madam Pomfrey cast a non-healing spell.

And this trick works surprisingly well.

【bite! 】

[New spells have been added to the inventory! 】

Learned another prank-like spell.

Madam Pomfrey put away her wand with a look of displeasure.

Stared at Devereux.

"If you dare to yell loudly in my hospital again, I will bury your head in the soil and treat the rest!"

Finished.

Pulling the mute Devereux by the ear, he was pulled away from Snape's hospital bed.

Taken into the examination room.

Give him a full body checkup.

Although Devereaux can't speak now.

But he felt it was extremely worth it.

This was the most embarrassed Snape had ever been in front of him.

It's impossible to bear it!

He swore secretly.

Even if it happens again.

He still couldn't stop laughing!

After Devereux was dragged away by Madam Pomfrey.

The ward returned to silence for a moment.

At this time.

Professor McGonagall opened the door and walked in.

Came to Snape's bedside.

"Snape, the students have been moved to Hogsmeade. Are you feeling better now?"

Her tone was as calm and concerned as ever.

Snape heard it was McGonagall.

Snape reluctantly moved his face out of the position where it was almost buried in the pillow.

"good."

His voice was barely audible.

Mag nodded slightly after hearing this.

"Well, you should recover well. The school will suspend classes for all teachers and students for a week. I hope you can recover next week. After all, I believe all students will want you to be safe and sound... Hehe!"

Snape thought he had heard wrongly.

Turned his face completely.

Staring at Professor McGonagall.

As if to confirm that these words really came from her mouth.

But Professor McGonagall nodded to him very seriously.

Then he turned and walked away.

When she turned her back to Snape.

The trembling lips revealed everything.

Mag tried his best to look serious.

But the smile on his lips could not be suppressed.

after all.

Seeing Snape being wrapped into a rice dumpling.

I'm afraid every Gryffindor can't help but chuckle, right?

After a while.

Devereaux's full-body exam was complete.

No problem at all.

It's just that some magic power is exhausted.

To this.

Madam Pomfrey couldn't help complaining.

"Professor McGonagall, you always let your students push themselves until their magic is exhausted. This is the second time this week! It's really terrible!"

Professor McGonagall could only smile awkwardly.

Then the two of them forced Devereaux to stay in the school infirmary for a day before he could go out.

Devereaux asked Professor McGonagall before heading to the bed.

"By the way, Professor, why didn't you see Principal Dumbledore today? If he were here, I probably wouldn't need to take action."

McGrath took Devero's hand and walked towards the bed.

"Headmaster is going to meet an extremely famous wizard today, who may come to our school to teach, so that's why he's not here. Well, listen to Pomfrey, you can sleep here."

Then Madam Pomfrey placed Devereaux next to Snape.

Originally, he thought he could continue to laugh at Snape here.

Or think about why Dumbledore suddenly ran out to meet a wizard.

After all, the current staffing of Hogwarts teachers is quite neat.

oh.

Right.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor position is now vacant.

pity.

The plan has not been implemented yet.

Devereux's body was the first to fail.

In a state of depleted magic power.

Once he calms down.

Fatigue came like a tide.

He just put his head on the pillow.

Fell into a deep sleep.

In a daze.

He vaguely heard Madam Pomfrey whisper to Professor McGonagall.

"After using the Killing Curse, a soul test must be performed to avoid soul-level illness..."

Unfortunately, before he could hear the whole sentence.

Devereux fell into a deep dream.

——

England.

London.

The banks of the Thames.

The drizzle was like silk.

The air was chilly in early winter.

Passersby were all wearing thick coats.

In a hurry.

A man wearing a retro British suit from the early 20th century appeared on the street.

He attracted the attention of people around him.

He was wearing a black stiff-brimmed hat.

A crimson silk ribbon was wrapped around the brim of the hat.

He looked very elegant.

However.

Strangely, despite the heavy rain.

His clothes were not wet at all.

His shoes were brand new.

As if they had never touched the dust.

He seemed particularly out of tune with the surrounding environment.

Of course, this is not the biggest reason why he attracts attention.

What attracts others the most is that he is very... uh... black?

Please note.

This is not a discriminatory statement against ethnic minorities.

This gentleman is really very black.

As pure as the night sky.

Black without a trace of impurities.

Seems deeper than the surrounding shadows.

Attracting and swallowing light.

However.

His facial features do not have the common characteristics of Africans.

It seems particularly inconsistent.

Even makes people feel a strange discomfort.

His facial features are sharp and irregular.

The edges and corners are slender.

It seems that he does not belong to any known race at all.

With an indescribable strangeness and surreal beauty.

Regardless of other people's eyes.

This person walked straight to the door of a deserted second-hand bookstore.

Standing in front of the door and knocking on the door frame.

"Mr. Dumbledore's room."

The words "Illusionary Cellar" on the door plaque emerged.

Accompanied by a slight blue light.

In the blink of an eye, he has appeared inside a restaurant.

The interior is spacious.

The decoration is unique.

It's like traveling to London in different historical periods.

Victorian crystal chandeliers hang low.

The wooden carved railings and brass-edged tables and chairs are elegant and simple.

Next to a dining table with silver cutlery and toffee.

A figure holding the Daily Prophet has obviously been waiting for a long time.

"Albus, how long have we not seen each other."

The visitor chuckled.

Take off the top hat.

Hang it on the coat rack next to it.

Dumbledore heard the voice.

Put down the newspaper covering his face.

Show a gentle smile.

"About fifty years, Kaim."

(Hey guys, this is the first climax (｡◝‿◜｡), there will be a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher and a new story next, thank you for your support!!)

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