Chapter 214： Messy autumn (1/2)

”What is...what's going on?”

Snape opened his dim eyes, awoke from his drowsiness, looked at the familiar room layout before him, and closed his eyes again to recall some fragments of memory.

”Last night it seemed...have a nightmare?” Snape covered his eyes with the back of his hand, trying to remember what happened last night. He remembered hearing a weird cry vaguely, and then... he couldn't remember anything.

Those things were not a memory at all. Snape only vaguely remembered crying, and then he lost consciousness. What was going on?

While Snape was still thinking about the reason, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the clock in the corner and bounced off the bed. He realized that he actually slept until half past nine in the morning.

This is an unforgivable sin for a potion master who strictly demands himself.

Snape hurriedly got up and put on his robe, reached out and patted his twitching face, and rushed to the potions classroom.

There is no doubt that the Potions Professor is late.

Snape's release of student pigeons soon spread throughout Hogwarts Castle.

This can be regarded as a rare piece of big news. It's hard to imagine that someone like Snape would be late for class?

It's a rare new thing in ten years.

It only took less than half an hour for this incident to spread almost all over Hogwarts, and it was even more sensational than the stupid Slytherin student’s arrest in the morning.

No way, it is hard for everyone to imagine that something like that would happen.

Of course, no one dared to discuss this matter openly. No one wanted to be caught by Snape and become the chicken that slaughtered the chicken, and everyone noticed that Snape's gloomy expression as if someone owed him ten thousand gallons, naturally he wouldn't die.

”It's really a busy day!” Albert covered his yawn and ate the slices of bread, listening to the group of gossip-loving girls talking about interesting things by the way.

Last night, people talked about the haunting in the underground of the castle. Some people said that the weird cry was actually the crying myrtle in the bathroom on the second floor. Others said it might be Pippi playing a prank. Of course, there are some. People...Anyway, everyone talks about the situation, Albert is very happy to comment on this scene.

As for the Slytherin students caught by Filch, everyone is more watching the excitement. Anyway, seeing Slytherin College being deducted points, the students from the other three colleges are all in a good mood, as if they had a big drink. Tasting butter beer.

Fred, who knew the truth, could not let themselves laugh. They all knew that the hapless Slytherin student was undoubtedly Albert's substitute.

However, they are happy to see this scene. There is nothing more pleasant than seeing a nasty guy.

”You said, when did Snape find out that he had lost something?” Fred and the others were looking at the pot of mandela that Albert got in the responsive room. George beside him couldn't bear it. He clutched his stomach and laughed.

”Not so fast, Snape should suspect, unless they find that a pot of mandela grass is missing in the greenhouse, but I think Professor Sprout will find out not so soon. After all, the magic plants she needs to take care of are too much. That's too much, and I have to teach students every day, how can I have time to remember how many pots there are.” Albert explained casually.