Harry Potter's Dharma

However, reality did not seem to allow Zheng Fan to skip class.

Professor Snape seemed to have seen through Zheng Fan's thoughts. He looked at Zheng Fan with a smile on his face.

Wait a minute, why does that smile look so sinister?

Zheng Fan could not help but shudder.

He had a feeling that Snape was planning something terrible. At least, it was definitely something terrible for him.

"For the next class, it's for everyone's convenience."

Professor Snape purposely dragged out his words.

"I've decided to hire an assistant to give everyone a demonstration so that everyone can better understand the content of the Defense Against Black Magic class —"

After Professor Snape said this, he looked at Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan immediately shuddered.

Wait a minute, is Professor Snape asking me to be a demonstration?

It's fine if it's an elective class, but it's a f * cking compulsory class.

If Professor Snape wanted Zheng Fan to be his assistant, he would definitely arrange the class based on the premise that Zheng Fan would be his assistant.

Zheng Fan did not think that Professor Snape really wanted him to join his class. After all, Snape did not like him.

However, Zheng Fan knew that he definitely didn't arrange it because he liked her attending classes with him.

After all, Snape was a scheming king.

However, there was someone Zheng Fan cared about who was going to attend the compulsory class.

Professor Snape knew that Zheng Fan did not like to attend classes, but he also knew how to mess with Zheng Fan during the compulsory class.

For example, he could ask Zheng Fan to be his assistant and include him in the class schedule.

If Zheng Fan did not attend the class, Hermione would not be able to attend the class. Even if Snape did not say anything, Hermione would drag Zheng Fan to the class.

This was definitely the most disgusting method in the world.

Zheng Fan could already guess what Professor Snape was going to do.

"Who is it?"

"Who's good enough to be the professor's assistant and help us with the class?"

"There's probably only one person," said Ye Zichen.

Before Snape could say anything, a person's voice came from the crowd.

“ Zheng Fan!”

Zheng Fan subconsciously glanced at Malfoy. This kind of heckling was Malfoy's favorite.

Malfoy looked back with an aggrieved expression. He did not do such a thing.

Zheng Fan had a high reputation in school and many girls liked her. She even had fangirls and fangirls.

However, there were still a few people in Slytherin who didn't like Zheng Fan.

Snape is one.

Of course, he was not included.

Some people's families were members of the Death Eaters, and they would probably become Death Eaters after graduation, or when needed.

However, they couldn't expose themselves immediately, so they could only kick up a fuss at this time.

“ Zheng Fan, Zheng Fan, Zheng Fan。”

Then, the cute kids from Hufflepuff fell for it.

The academy's comments on the internet had always been about "acting cute".

Honesty and innocence.

This was the rule of Hufflepuff. It wasn't strange for there to be a group of honest and trustworthy little cuties who could be easily tricked.

Zheng Fan sighed. He only thought that it was because there was such a cute little cutie around. He did not expect that a few people would make such a ruckus.

"Zheng Fan, Zheng Fan, Zheng Fan, Fan."

Although there was a commotion, many people believed that only Zheng Fan could get such a good reputation. This was something that only Zheng Fan could do.

Even Professor Snape didn't expect this.

They looked around. Just a moment ago, he wanted to announce the results himself. Now, he was letting a group of students announce it for him.

However, when he turned to look at Zheng Fan, his expression changed.

It was so subtle that it felt like eating a magic bean that tasted like snot. It made people want to laugh.

This was definitely the result that Professor Snape wanted to see. It was good enough that Zheng Fan was depressed.

Professor Snape smiled and told all the students.

Begging for fresh flowers …

They had guessed correctly. It was Zheng Fan.

After all, Zheng Fan's ability was widely acknowledged, and she even planned to fight against the Death Eaters alone.

With such courage and ability, if there was a professor assistant in the Defense Against Black Magic class, it could only be Zheng Fan.

Even Hermione, who was standing next to Zheng Fan, looked at Zheng Fan with admiration. It was as if Zheng Fan was her second idol, which made her feel like she worshipped her.

"Okay, okay."

Zheng Fan sighed and said, "I understand.

I'll be your assistant and tell you the content of the Defense Against Black Magic class. But is that what you really think?

I use magic. If we're talking about attacking, I'm mainly attacking. I'm not really good at defense. "

Zheng Fan looked at Professor Snape with a dumbfounded expression.

Professor Snape was very familiar with his fighting style. After all, this person had fought his way to his current position in Slytherin, not just by rubbing his way into the team.

"Of course I know."

Professor Snape didn't hesitate at all and told Zheng Fan.

"But combat and the like are courses to improve the grade. We're in the lower grades now. We only need to learn how to deal with some black magic creatures and understand them.

Professor Snape rolled his eyes at Zheng Fan, as if he was asking where Zheng Fan's previous classes went.

Zheng Fan shrugged. Of course, he didn't attend the previous classes.

He basically didn't attend them, especially the few classes that Snape taught. If it wasn't for Lupin's class, he would have skipped all of them.

To Zheng Fan, understanding and dealing with these black magic creatures was not necessary at all.

He didn't need to learn those conventional magic spells to deal with black magic creatures. He only needed to use magic.

I'm just that awesome. Who's to blame?

Zheng Fan looked at Snape proudly, as if he wanted to convey his feelings to Snape.