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Hermione turned her head and looked away in despair.

Ron and Harry, on the other hand, were quietly observing Snape, wanting to see it but not daring to see it openly.

In contrast, Remy was much more honest. He stared at Snape as if he were in love with someone on the rooftop, upright and aboveboard!

Because something was unusual, Snape scooped up a small spoonful of potion and put it in front of him to observe for himself.

Well, although the color is bright, it is indeed the color of boil remover. It is a little thick, and it is obviously overcooked.

But why is it still so brightly colored after it has been overcooked to the point of having a slight mushy smell?

With doubt and caution, he put the spoon to his mouth and licked it, and a refreshing magic suddenly rushed from the tip of his tongue to his brain.

In a moment of excitement, Snape drank the potion from the spoon in one gulp.

"Mr. Barrett, your potion is wrong... it's wrong... and Potter..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Snape suddenly felt as if his brain was under a dementia spell, and his body was swaying uncontrollably.

He hurriedly held the table with his hands, but his hand was only halfway out before he pressed it down hard.

After pressing the button, Snape fell to the ground with a thud.

It was as if a god had pressed the pause button in the classroom, and everyone was stunned.

Picking up a porcupine quill, he squatted down and poked Snape. After confirming that Snape had really passed out, Remy kicked Snape hard.

"That's right! I let you deduct points from me randomly, am I getting retribution now?"

Deduct points from him?

There must be a price to pay!

Standing up and looking at the classmates who all took a step back in fear, Remy felt a little baffled.

"Why are you looking at me? He's not dead, he just drank the water of life and death."

With a casual explanation, Remy adjusted his clothes and waved to Harry and Ron.

"Don't be stupid. Do you have to wait here for him to wake up? Let's go, get out of class is over." Remy said.

"Ah, oh."

"Wait for me."

……

As soon as get out of class was over, looking at Snape who was lying on the ground, under the leadership of Remy, most of the little wizards packed up their things and left. Only some Slytherin students discussed whether to find a way to get them. The dean sent him to the school hospital.

"Hey, you are so awesome! You actually created the water of life and death!"

"What a relief! Now Snape is completely embarrassed."

"It's just that it was so embarrassing to be poisoned by a student's potion in Potions class!"

"I can guarantee that it won't be long before word of Snape's potion skills spreads throughout Hogwarts...and even the entire wizarding world!"

"Maybe he will be regarded as a negative example by other potion masters!"

……

The little wizards of Gryffindor were discussing excitedly around Remy. Suddenly, a very unsociable voice poured cold water on them.

"You are just kidding. He is the dean of Slytherin House. When he wakes up, he will definitely deduct our house points even more!" Hermione said with a cold face.

The young wizards immediately calmed down and realized how serious the consequences of Remy's actions today would be.

However, the person involved, Remy, shook his head disapprovingly: "It's as if he won't deduct points from us if we behave well. Since no matter what we do, we will be found to have trouble and deduct points, so why should we wrong ourselves?"

The little wizards' eyes suddenly lit up.

Oh yes!

Since they're going to get points deducted no matter how well they perform, why not take it easy?

Hermione, however, disagreed.

"At least that way we will be deducted less points, and we still have a chance to win the Academy Cup. If you continue to make trouble like this, it will be completely impossible for our academy to win the Academy Cup!" Hermione said.

"It makes sense, but..."

Remy watched Hermione spread her hands.

"What about winning the Academy Cup? Honor? There are many kinds of honors, not just the Academy Cup... For example, you can try to be the first in your grade."

First grade?

Hermione's eyes lit up, and her attention was immediately diverted by Remy.

It was getting late, so the group of people left the Potions classroom and went to the restaurant to eat together. The house elves had already prepared a sumptuous meal waiting for them.

While eating, Remy shared his vacation experience in Azkaban with the people next to him, and shared his interesting experience of teaching the dementors to play musical instruments.

Some people didn't believe what Remy said and thought he was bragging. They also used the legends about dementors they heard from their parents to refute Remy, but Remy didn't argue and laughed them all off.

Facts speak louder than words. When the Dementors come to Hogwarts Castle one day, the ruthless facts will slap them in the face.

Even if Sirius doesn't escape from prison or the Ministry of Magic doesn't send dementors to Hogwarts, he can still command the dementors to come and show off!

While they were chatting, there was a sudden silence, and then a big, skinny hand pressed on Remy's shoulder.

Remy turned around and saw that it was Mr. Filch, the castle administrator.

"Mr. Filch, what do you want to see me for? I don't need a massage for the time being... Even if I need it, I won't come to see you, let alone add an extra hour." Remy said.

Mr. Filch grinned with a scary smile: "Principal Dumbledore wants to see you... I think it is about Professor Snape entering the hospital."

"You seem to be very happy. Do you have a grudge against Professor Snape?" Remy asked, "Don't thank me. In fact, I didn't do anything. It was all his own death."

"Hmph! I'm just excited that the chains in the prison room can finally be used! Come with me!" Filch said.

"Just leave. What a big deal. I just came out of Azkaban. Do you think you can scare me?"

Rolling his eyes at Filch, Remy told Harry and the others not to worry about him, then wiped his mouth and stood up, following Filch out of the cafeteria to the principal's office.

Filch left after taking Remy into the principal's office, but said he would wait outside the door.

In the principal's room, Dumbledore had been writing with his head down, without even looking at or saying a word to Remy.

Seeing that Dumbledore ignored him, Remy was not in a hurry, nor was he restrained.

After teasing Fox until he was so impatient that he flew out of the principal's office, Remi walked to the bookshelf calmly and picked out a magic book.

After waiting for a while, the only sound of turning books was heard. Dumbledore raised his head slightly and glanced at Remy, and then suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth.

He saw Remy reading a book with relish. The name of the book was "Encyclopedia of Ancient Black Magic"!

Damn it, I didn’t say anything to create an atmosphere and put pressure on you, but you ended up putting pressure on me instead?

Cough!

Dumbledore quickly cleared his throat and put down the pen in his hand.

"That's not a book you should be reading right now, Remy," Dumbledore said.

"Well... that's right."

Remy thought for a moment before nodding and placing the book back on the shelf.

Just when Dumbledore was surprised and wondered if the sun was rising from the west today, Remy took out another book and it was called - "A Collection of New Dark Magic in Modern Times"!

Dumbledore:  …

It seems that I have overthought it. The sun rises as usual today.