Chapter 68 Flexible Standards

After about three minutes, Professor Snape reluctantly emerged from the fireplace.

He looked at Dumbledore with a gloomy expression, and was about to make some sly remarks to let the principal know what private time was, when he realized that Scamander was actually here.

Could it be that he was caught traveling at night?

He suddenly felt a little gloating.

Snape sniffed and smelled the smell of blood, then turned his head and saw a white creature lying on the table.

"Unicorn?" He frowned and said, "Dumbledore, what I want is the body of the fire dragon. How can you get me a unicorn?"

"Professor Snape, this is not for you." Dumbledore explained: "It is injured, but there is dark magic on the wound, and Rolf cannot cure it... I think this is your area of ​​expertise, so let me Come and take a look."

"..."

Snape twitched his lips... Dumbledore studied the field of black magic more deeply than anyone else, why should he be approached for this kind of thing?

He glanced at Scamander again and cursed in his heart. He couldn't help cursing secretly:

“You don’t want your beloved student to know that you are proficient in black magic, so why don’t you leave all this dirty work to me?

Dumbledore? ! "

Snape snorted coldly and examined the unicorn's wound casually, ready to find an excuse to excuse it, but after a few glances, his expression became more and more solemn.

He finally stared into Dumbledore's eyes and asked with a gloomy face: "Who did this?"

Even if the wolf king of the wolf pack has been missing for a long time, an ordinary male wolf will suddenly smell the smell of urine by the tree one day and will be able to detect that it is coming from the wolf king.

Snape was like a male wolf. From the dark magic, he could smell the "urine smell" of the former boss, the Dark Lord!

That smell was so familiar to Snape! !

"In the Forbidden Forest, a wizard attacked this unicorn and wanted to suck its blood." Dumbledore said calmly: "Okay, Severus, heal it quickly. I will take care of the rest later." Tell you."

Snape's lips moved slightly.

Finally, he took the wand and pointed it at the unicorn's wound. He muttered a series of complex spells in a low voice, then hurried back to his office, got back a bottle of crimson liquid, and cleaned the unicorn's wound.

"Clean it three more times and the dark magic will almost be eliminated." Snape threw the potion on the table.

Seeing Rolf put away the bottle, Snape turned his gaze, pursed his lips and stared at the boy, and asked:

"I'm even more curious, why did Scamander stay up so late at night and show up here?"

"I'm here to help detoxify this unicorn, Professor Snape." Rove said evasively: "It's also poisoned by snake venom."

"You're dressed like this in the middle of the night to detoxify?" Snape looked at Rolf's strange outfit and sneered, "I take it you just came back from the Forbidden Forest, right?"

"Headmaster, how many points should be deducted according to school rules for students who go to the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night?" Snape asked in a cold voice.

Phineas, who was pretending to be asleep, opened his eyes and shouted: "You should be fired immediately!"

"Thank you for your advice, Phineas." Snape smiled maliciously: "No wonder everyone says you are the best headmaster in Hogwarts!"

"I think so too." Phineas stroked his goatee and boasted to each other: "Severus, I think you can become the headmaster before Minerva does in the future..."

The headmasters on the wall stopped pretending to be asleep and began to quarrel with Phineas, especially the headmasters from Hufflepuff and Gryffindor.

"Since Scamander violated school rules and went to the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night, I think Hufflepuff will deduct 100 points." Snape said in a greasy voice: "That's reasonable, isn't it, Dumbledore?"

The old man closed his eyes and nodded: "A very reasonable punishment."

Snape grinned and almost laughed in schadenfreude.

At this moment, the door was knocked open, and Hagrid's burly body rushed in. He was holding a large donkey skin bag and threw it to the ground with a bang.

"I'm not too late, Professor Dumbledore...Rolf, this is the herb you want! How is the unicorn?"

The mouth of the donkey skin bag was wrapped with unicorn hair. After untying it, Luofu opened the bag:

Bai Xian, Yan Ai Cao...all are precious herbs, as if they are free of charge, a big bag full!

Snape sat on a chair, held up a cup of tea, and took a few sips. He thought a small broken bag could contain something good, but when he saw the big bag of herbs, the tea almost spat out, and his eyes froze. .

"Hagrid, did you move Professor Sprout's greenhouse?"

"Ah, Professor Snape, you are here too." Hagrid seemed to notice him. He scratched his hair and said, "I picked these up from the Forbidden Forest."

"..."

Snape also went to the Forbidden Forest, why couldn't he just pick up these herbs?

Rove saw Snape put down the teacup, put his hands behind his back, and come over. He quickly tied the mouth of the bag tightly.

"Thank you, Hagrid. You helped me a lot. I will treat the unicorn and make it well. Don't worry."

"That's good."

Rolf dragged the bag and was about to throw it into his suitcase. When he saw Snape coming over, he quickly waved his hand and said:

"Professor, I can move it by myself without your help...don't you want to sleep? Go back quickly!"

Snape was stunned, gritted his teeth in anger, and wanted to deduct points from Scamander, but found that he couldn't find a reason, after all, he had just deducted 100 points.

Snape looked at the herbs, his throat moved slightly. He had his own private storage room, but herbs were never enough, especially with his speed of brewing potions... there was a big gap.

Don't ask why he didn't sell potions to make money to buy herbs. Wouldn't that be like begging on your knees?

Now there is a big bag of herbs, and it's free. Who wouldn't want it?

Snape's eyes turned, "I think this bag of herbs should be handled by me. The potion used to treat the unicorn just now is very expensive. I need compensation."

"Professor, the unicorn is not mine. You treated it out of kindness. I shouldn't compensate you, but the school should compensate you." Rolf blinked and said:

"This bag of herbs is Hagrid's personal property. He gave it to me and it belongs to my personal property.

If you want compensation from the school, you should go to Professor Sprout... Oh, I forgot, you just deducted "It's a pity that Hufflepuff got 100 points. "

Snape's face was dark, and he looked disgusted as if he had stepped on rotten dog shit. He resisted the discomfort and said against his will:

"Scamander, considering that you rescued a unicorn, I think this is a very special performance... Hufflepuff may get 50... 100 points. What do you think, Professor Dumbledore?"

"It's a very fair judgment, Severus. I am very pleased that you are not bound by school rules and have flexible standards for adding and deducting points." Dumbledore smiled.

For a moment, Snape didn't know whether the headmaster was praising himself or making fun of him, but he still said: "Then this herb..."

"Rolf, give half to Professor Snape. Let him add points to you, which is rarer than deducting points from Slytherin."

Snape snorted coldly, and he would find a few excuses to deduct them later. He began to pick his own herbs proudly.

The precious, old, and good ones were all kept for himself, and the inferior ones were left to Scamander.

Then, Snape heard Hagrid whisper:

"Rolf, if you need more herbs, I still have several large bags. Sometimes I use them as fodder to feed thestrals and hippogriffs..."

Snape: "..."

When everyone left, Professor Dumbledore waved his wand to disperse the bloody smell in the room.

He walked to the window and turned his head to look at the scenery outside Hogwarts in the moonlight.

After the Quidditch match and the encounter tonight, he already knew where Tom was hiding.

He thought Tom would be more restrained before getting the Philosopher's Stone, but he didn't expect that he would be so bold tonight and fight him directly.

Tom should also be alert. Is he planning to abandon Quirrell, the servant, and carry out a new plan?

Dumbledore turned his head and looked towards the Gryffindor Tower. Standing here, he could see Harry's dormitory.

Dumbledore placed the Philosopher's Stone in Hogwarts to attract Voldemort, to further observe his condition, and to train Harry.

But Harry's progress is a bit too slow now, it seems that I have to reveal more information.

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