The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Chapter 187 Return

Let’s turn our attention back to Hogwarts, which we haven’t talked about in nearly a hundred pictures.

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Harry was having a terrible time.

The reason is actually very simple.

Lockhart had an accident in the Chamber of Secrets, but the Defense Against the Dark Arts class couldn't stop.

So I found a teacher instead.

"Ah, Potter, I think with your smart mind, you will be able to tell me the knowledge about the Inferi."

The thin man walked to Harry's side again, with a cold and smooth feeling in his tone.

"Sorry professor, I didn't know".

Harry stood up helplessly and replied.

"If you don't prepare before class, you will get five points deducted from Gryffindor."

Snape said in his voice, which was like a solid ice cube scratching against glass.

"It seems that our savior classmate is not as powerful as the legend says."

"What are you doing standing still? Pick up your pen and write down what I said!"

Snape looked around the classroom, and then said in a very cold voice:

"The Inferi are the simplest undead creatures. Their bodies are rotten and their movements are slow, but the blood of creatures can stimulate their desire to kill."

"Don't laugh down there, Malfoy. I hope you can laugh like this when you unfortunately meet the Inferi."

Draco, who was still making faces at Harry just now, immediately lowered his head, then picked up the quill and began to write down seriously.

Snape nodded when he saw what he did, and then tapped the blackboard with his wand.

Silver-white ripples immediately appeared on the blackboard, and then condensed into a bloody human figure.

"This is what happens to people who are attacked by the Inferi. Of course, if you don't burn the body in time, he will jump up from the ground and bite your neck off after a while."

At this point, the portrait on the blackboard suddenly started to move.

The bloody corpse covered with bite marks slowly stood up from the ground, then pointed its broken face with an eyeball hanging at the people outside the portrait, and opened its rotten mouth.

"what"!

Many girls were caught off guard by this exciting scene and screamed in fright.

"silence"!

Snape said coldly.

"You are actually frightened by this kind of picture"?

Snape snorted coldly and continued in an extremely slow tone:

"I'll tell you something that Principal Dumbledore didn't tell you. Mr. Hilbert, who is still home from school to recuperate from his injuries, encountered this thing in the underground Slytherin Chamber that day."

Seeing everyone's surprised and admiring eyes, Snape nodded gently.

"But it's different from what we talked about in class. What Mr. Hilbert encountered was an advanced zombie refined by Salazar Slytherin himself using the Papal State's Inquisition Army."

"what"!

Everyone's exclamations this time were filled with admiration and admiration.

"I don't think any of you can escape from being chased by a group of undead creatures. So, which student can tell me now, what should you do first in that situation?"

"Potter, answer my question."

Snape turned his attention to Harry again.

"I don't know, Professor".

Harry said helplessly again.

"Humph".

Snape snorted, but this time no points were deducted.

"Answer this question, Miss Greengrass."

Snape turned his attention to the blond girl sitting in the last row, who was looking out the window in a daze.

"Perhaps, using some procrastinating spells can help us live longer."

The girl just woke up from her daze, thought for a moment, and then said.

"The answer is very general, but it hits the point. Three points for Slytherin."

Snape nodded.

"Let me see, is there any other student who can answer this question?"

Everyone in the classroom was thinking, but under the influence of the portrait of a rotting corpse on the wall with teeth and claws, no one could think properly.

"Miss Granger".

Snape tried his best to ignore the raised right hand of a little girl, but because no one else wanted to answer the question, he could only call Hermione.

"Run away, Professor, use all your abilities to escape."

Hermione hesitated for a moment, then answered the question.

"It's a bit inconsistent with Gryffindor's usual stupid style, but it's indeed the right answer."

Snape snorted coldly, and then continued:

"Remember, unless you have the same physical fitness and magic power as Mr. Zirol, running away is your only option."

"Submit a paper in class next week and ask your prefect for details. get out of class is over now."

"Miss Greengrass, you stay."

Snape tapped the podium with his wand and then said to Daphne.

"Snape is really too biased. He only deducted points from us. Hermione, you clearly answered the question, but you still didn't give us any points."...

Ron said a little indignantly after class.

"It's almost the end of the semester, put those experiences into studying, don't complain here every day."

Hermione shook her head irritably, and then walked out of the classroom with the two boys.

"Hilbert, he's not back yet"...

Harry sighed and looked at the sky outside the window in a daze.

"Principal Dumbledore assured us that Hilbert just returned to his home to recuperate, and didn't we see that at that time? He was in pretty good condition at the time, so there is no need to worry anymore."

"But I haven't come back for so long"...

Ron also answered next to him.

"Forget it, don't worry about it, maybe he will come back tonight."

Harry patted his best friend on the shoulder.

"Let's go have lunch, there is a transfiguration class in the afternoon."

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"Professor Snape, do you have anything to do with me?"

Daphne asked softly in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom where there were no outsiders.

"Your sister will be back tonight."

Snape tapped the blackboard gently with the wand in his hand, and the terrifying picture on it instantly disintegrated into countless light particles.

"what"?

Daphne's eyes widened in surprise.

"The news from China is that your sister and Mr. Chirol's plane arrived in France the night before yesterday. During the dinner tonight, the two of them will be able to return to school."

"Then, my sister's injury"...

Daphne asked hesitantly.

"You'll know when you see her."

Snape's originally pale and deathly face now wore a kind smile.

Although it feels a little inconsistent, the smile on his face is actually not inconsistent.

Because it is a smile from the heart.