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Chapter 297 Snape: I’m farting!

Grindelwald leaned slightly and whispered in Dumbledore's ear.

Dumbledore looked surprised. He looked at Harry behind McGonagall, his eyes slowly becoming deeper.

"Minerva, why don't you ask Harry himself for his opinion?" Dumbledore suddenly spoke, breaking the silence in the principal's office.

Mag was inexplicably agitated. Under her pleated skirt, her toes, invisible to others, scratched the ground uneasily.

But she still turned around, looked at Harry's face seriously, and asked, "Harry, I know you are very independent."

"But when Dumbledore comes up with unrealistic ideas, bad things usually happen, so you have to think about it."

Dumbledore shrugged helplessly.

It was he who made the request that made Mag unhappy in the first place, and it was understandable that he was spoken to in person.

What's more, what Professor McGonagall said is indeed correct...

Snape glanced at Dumbledore without any trace, but inadvertently met Grindelwald's eyes.

The moment Snape and Grindelwald looked at each other, they seemed to see the reflection of the water from the lake they loved most in the boy's memory.

The hatred and fear caused by Voldemort's resurrection actually diminished a lot at this moment.

Snape found such peace that he had not noticed for a long time that he did not notice the passage of time and even forgot to listen to others talking.

"Thank you, Professor McGonagall." Harry gently held McGonagall's hand and squeezed it hard, "Don't worry, I have seen Mr. Principal's character before."

"He wasn't even willing to teach me an additional advanced spell that he was good at."

Dumbledore twitched the corner of his mouth, and in front of Grindelwald, he couldn't help but retort: ​​"I taught you the Patronus Charm. This is a very profound ancient magic."

"You've just started using the Patron Saint Curse. If I teach you other spells, I'm not helping you, but hurting you."

"Son, when you get a piece of gold, you should think of ways to make the most of it, not think of getting another piece."

Harry tilted his head and asked in confusion: "But, Mr. Headmaster, I had successfully released the Patronus Charm."

"Harry, that's not—"

"Calling the Guardian!" Harry drew out his wand and recited the spell.

Countless Haiying formed dancing waves, wrapping everyone in the room.

Even Professor McGonagall, who has the highest aesthetic standards, couldn't help but exclaim. She stretched out her right hand, and a group of Haiying immediately formed rings and wrapped around her wrist and fingers.

"It's so beautiful. What kind of creature is this?" Mag put his hand in front of him and looked at the band of light in front of him with fascination.

She knew that this was definitely not an entry-level patron saint spell, but she really didn't know what creature could be so beautiful.

"Haiying, madam." Grindelwald answered first: "They grow in the bay. When together, they are as beautiful as diamond dust."

"Thank you." Professor McGonagall responded to him politely, then looked at Dumbledore and said with a straight face: "Headmaster, you should be more tolerant and generous to an extremely talented student."

"After hearing about your behavior, I thought Hogwarts, which I have been proud of all my life, was like a school run by a miser."

Dumbledore blushed, and then gave Harry a rather resentful look.

Obviously the curse released at that time was not on this scale!

Fortunately, he was not thin-skinned and did not forget his purpose because of this episode.

"Harry, I have never seen a wizard as talented as you." Dumbledore praised loudly:

"I take back my previous assessment of your talent, Harry!"

"My lord Merlin, it's entirely possible for you to surpass the founder of Hogwarts."

"If you would like to go to Slytherin, Harry, I can teach you three more ancient spells."

Harry shook his head.

"Five, Harry. I really don't have any more."

"Mr. Headmaster, you can ask the learned gentleman behind you to teach me." Harry looked at Grindelwald expectantly.

From the sound just now, he was absolutely sure that the person behind Dumbledore was not Nicolas Flamel.

When an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years speaks, he will definitely bring indelible traces of time.

However, Grindelwald's voice is like a beach soaked by the tide, with a moist and cold frosting feel that is very comfortable to listen to.

This man must have a lot of magic reserves.

Grindelwald was not only the last master of the Elder Wand, but also a master of prophecy.

Before he was expelled from Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he once feverishly pursued knowledge about the Three Deathly Hallows.

Moreover, the reason why he was expelled from school was because he studied black magic too much.

Grindelwald must have a lot of good stuff there.

Dumbledore fell silent. To be honest, he was a little afraid to let Grindelwald, an 'idealist', teach Harry.

Grindelwald is good at using words to confuse others, and few can stop his charm.

A young wizard like Harry who is inexperienced in the world, even if he has some clever minds, will inevitably be influenced by Grindelwald.

Harry's talent was so dazzling that if he started a war between wizards and Muggles, Dumbledore felt that he might not be able to stop it.

Dumbledore felt a sharp pain in his head at the thought of having to face a larger war after quelling the mixed-blood and pure-blood war started by Voldemort.

"Wait, Dumbledore!" Snape waved his wand, trying to dispel Harry's Patronus Curse.

But embarrassingly, his spell only cleared the blue light band around himself and did not have much impact on the entire room.

As several people's eyes focused on him, Snape had to stop casting spells again.

The blue Haiyings immediately crowded around him happily.

Snape pretended to be calm and continued: "I still don't agree with Mr. Potter entering Slytherin House."

"Why, Severus?" Dumbledore adjusted his glasses and put some things he didn't want to think out of his mind, "I need an explanation."

"We have discussed this before, Severus. Slytherin students are in danger."

"Students' relationships are greatly affected by their parents' behavior. Without a reliable person, Slytherin students are likely to be bullied by students from other houses."

Snape frowned and argued, "But Mr. Potter will be the biggest bully. He is also a half-blood."

"Harry is also in danger. You should know who the mysterious man wants to seek revenge on after his resurrection." Dumbledore stood up and approached Snape step by step.

"Think about her, think about it! Are you sure you want to let her down again?"

"No, don't mention this, Albus, please." Snape avoided Dumbledore's gaze, but in the process of changing his face, he saw the familiar and unfamiliar pair of green eyes through the hazy blue light belt. Eye.

Like lush woodlands and bright gems.

Most like his mother.

"Lily..."

"Mr. Headmaster, I have a proposal." Harry said: "I think I can be in Gryffindor and Slytherin at the same time."

Professor McGonagall's eyes lit up, and then added: "But you must sleep in the Gryffindor dormitory at night."

"I haven't agreed yet..." Snape struggled softly.

"Mr. Snape, I know you hate my glasses. I took them off. They are just decorations anyway."

Harry took off the frames of his glasses and removed the angular decoration, making his facial features appear softer.

Also more like his mother.

"Dumbledore, I think Snape is really not willing, so why not forget it." McGonagall felt that Snape was very pleasing to the eye. Even if his hair continued to be unwashed, she could tolerate it for another month.

"I can work overtime to ensure the safety of Slytherin students."

"I didn't say I disagreed..." Snape suddenly said in a daze.

Mag's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

Oil head! Damn you greaser!

Not washing your hair all the time will definitely affect your brain!

Professor McGonagall bared her teeth and grinded them loudly.

Snape turned away awkwardly and whispered: "Albus, I mean, I have no objection to your proposal."

Dumbledore looked at Harry, who seemed to have changed his appearance, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Harry did make a good offer.

Snape agreed, and Professor McGonagall relented.

but--

He began to worry about Harry's safety, especially his virginity.

If Harry's sexual orientation became abnormal after entering Slytherin, Minerva would definitely tear him alive.

Oh, right.

And Harry asked Grindelwald to teach him about Charms.

Dumbledore secretly looked at his wife and found that he was indeed looking at Harry with burning eyes.

Merlin's beard, what should I do?
　Gone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)