Chapter 367 365 Vice President's Office

Chapter 367 365. Vice Principal's Office

All the arrows that imitated Cedric played a key role.

Kingsley first took one of them for experimentation, and then passed the warning magic outside the Forbidden Forest. After not summoning half an Auror, all the wizards on the wizarding horizon began to enter the Forbidden Forest through this arrow, including Jon.

Once they entered the Forbidden Forest, it would not be a problem to find Firenze and the others.

Jon led the way and finally came to the place he and Firenze agreed on. This was an open space near the cliff. The centaurs were temporarily stationed here and were not disturbed by the Aurors for the time being.

When Jon found this place with Kingsley and others according to their initial agreement, even Firenze, who was known for his wisdom and calmness among the centaurs, showed excitement and joy on his face.

After separating from Jon from the Forbidden Forest, the group of centaurs also sensed the occurrence of the dragon disaster, but with only a dozen old, weak and disabled people left, they had no way to provide Jon with any valuable help.

There were even a few centaurs who thought that Firenze had chosen the wrong partner, and that Jon would definitely not be able to survive in this game.

He could indeed deal with a fire dragon himself, but once a group of dragons gathered together, they were completely different species.

These centaurs felt that Jon not only had no chance of helping them, but there was also a great possibility that he would be caught by Voldemort himself, and eventually expose the information of the only remaining centaurs.

So they all persuaded Firenze to think of other ways, and even if they had confidence in Jon, they had to move away from their current temporary station.

But Firenze, like more than ten years ago, overcame all objections and did not have the slightest doubt about Jon.

The only difference was that more than ten years ago, he was not the centaur with the final say in the centaur tribe, but now in this small tribe with only a dozen people, he had the final say.

Firenze felt that the more trouble Jon encountered in such a game, the more it proved that Voldemort valued him very much.

This further proved Jon's ability and importance, and the remaining centaurs had to hold on to this only thigh.

And now the final facts have proved that Firenze's choice was not wrong.

Being in the Forbidden Forest, the centaurs were cut off from the news and didn't know what happened on the night of the game, and how the dragons finally calmed down.

It was not until Jon brought Kingsley and others to Firenze today that they began to realize that the centaurs finally made the right decision this time!

Firenze knelt down on his first two hooves and gave Jon a heartfelt hug.

"Thank you for bringing people to us as promised, Jon, thank you very much, it was you who saved this centaur tribe in the Forbidden Forest. Although we have almost nothing and can't give any valuable gifts, your kindness will be remembered by all the centaurs today. You can ask for anything you need from us in the future."

Jon was very generous about this.

"It's not a matter of thanking or not thanking. I only know that the enemy of my enemy is my friend. No matter what choice you have made, we are friends now, aren't we?"

For his words, Firenze did not make any verbal promises, but looked into Jon's eyes and nodded solemnly.

Hagrid was very happy at first when he met these centaurs again, but soon he became silent and sad when he found that more and more names he knew could not be found.

He was very sad, especially after learning from these centaurs that his closest friend, the eight-eyed giant spider named Aragog, had died. He sat alone on a big rock, covering his face in a daze.

Jon felt very sympathetic towards Hagrid now, but did not disturb him.

He knew that Hagrid could adjust himself. After all, he had lost many animal friends in the past ten years of escape. Aragog was just one of them, not the first, and certainly not the last.

And Kingsley immediately went to work after seeing these centaurs.

Just as he said to Jon at the beginning, no matter how powerful the anti-apparition magic of Hogwarts Castle was, it could not cover the entire Forbidden Forest.

What Kingsley and his friends had to face was how to avoid the strict magic review of the British Ministry of Magic around Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

But as he said, since they can Apparate to Hogsmeade, they can Apparate out of here, and taking a centaur with them is not a problem.

The night before they came to the Forbidden Forest, Jon and Kingsley had actually prepared countless emergency plans, including what to do if they were discovered by the British Ministry of Magic, surrounded by Aurors, or discovered by the professors in Hogwarts Castle and trapped in the Forbidden Forest.

But none of these might have happened. They were very smooth in the process of taking the centaurs out of the Forbidden Forest, because the number of wizards from the Witcher's Horizon who came to the Forbidden Forest was not as many as the centaurs here, so the Apparate was divided into two waves. The first wave took away half of the people, and the second wave waited for the people to return before another evacuation.

"We will take you to France first, Mr. Firenze. After you have settled there, Dumbledore will meet with you to discuss what arrangements should be made for your people in the future. At the same time, he will also discuss with you Talk about astrology."

After watching half of the centaurs being taken away, Kingsley said to Firenze with a serious face.

Firenze also nodded calmly.

Even if Kingsley didn't say it explicitly, he could tell that the astrology thing was probably related to the astrological divination he talked about when he first met Jon in the Forbidden Forest that day.

Not long after, after enough wizards from the wizarding world returned to the Forbidden Forest, Kingsley, Jon, Hagrid and Firenze finally followed a sound like a whip lashing the air. Disappeared in this quiet forbidden forest.

What neither Jon, who was always vigilant, nor Kingsley, who had sufficient counter-reconnaissance experience, noticed.

In an unobtrusive shadow, there was a figure in black robe watching the whole process of rescuing the horseman.

But from beginning to end, he just stood there quietly, quietly watching what Jon and the others did.

The Vice Headmaster's Office at Hogwarts.

When Voldemort was away from the castle most of the time, it should be said that this was the center of power in the castle.

But the wizard who was given this power, Severus Snape, did not fully have a position equivalent to power in this castle.

In the hearts of the students, his presence is not weak. As the vice-principal, he is also the Potions Professor of the Pure-blood College and the Defense Against Dark Arts Professor of the Half-blood College.

Whether he was facing students in class or in private, he always behaved very coldly. He always had that frozen cold face. This did not change even when he faced Voldemort.

However, among the mixed-race students, there has always been a rumor that the vice-principal is actually cold on the outside and hot on the inside. If you dare to reach out to him during Halloween, he will not hesitate to fill his heart with a smile. Grab a handful of candies from the candy bag and put them in your hand.

Of course, this is just a rumor. Even among the students who heard these words, no one dared to make such an attempt on Halloween. Even if some brave ones had already stood in front of Snape, when they saw the pair of After the empty and cold look, they would apologize timidly and then run away in a hurry.

It can be said that Snape's reputation in the castle is not low, and he does not lack the respect of students.

But for some unknown reason, when he is mentioned together with Professor Crouch, who only holds the position of Professor of Charms, the students will subconsciously feel that no matter how powerful Principal Snape is, he should only be with Crouch. Professor Rauch is level with the situation.

Even the students have no idea what outstanding achievements this professor, who once received the first-class Order of Merlin, had.

They just know that Professor Crouch usually smiles and is kind to everyone, but he is also responsible for the admissions of mudbloods that few professors are willing to do.

But inexplicably, he felt that this professor was very powerful, as powerful as Vice Principal Snape.

If one day, in Voldemort's absence, Snape's orders to the students conflicted with Crouch's, then it is estimated that the students would be divided into two groups, half of whom would choose to follow Snape's orders, and the other half. Listen to Crouch.

It is precisely because of this that, whether among adult professors or underage students, half of Snape's power was taken away by Barty Crouch Jr.

But Snape didn't seem to care much about this from beginning to end.

Even if he sometimes confronts Barty Jr. in public, the sarcasm in his tone sounds like it is only directed at Barty Jr., and there is not much complaint about him occupying what he should have.

In the political system established by Voldemort in which blood held power, Snape showed that not only could a pure blood occupy a high position, but he, a mixed blood, could also be so alien.

That kind of character that is more like aloof from the world is even more weird compared to others.

It is precisely because of the double superposition of blood and personality that he is now isolated under Voldemort. Even though he is deeply trusted by Voldemort himself, few of the Death Eaters really listen to him.

Voldemort has never said anything about this situation, or maybe he himself is happy to see this situation.

Snape's office was ordinary.

Located on the sixth floor of the castle, a room without windows.

Because of this, candles are lit here even during the day, so that normal work can be done.

The furnishings in the office are very simple. On the old wooden bookshelf, apart from some simple books, there are only a few glass bottles filled with transparent and unknown liquid.

Snape was reading a book when little Barty walked in from the door.

It was a "Powerful Potion" that seemed to have been torn through. It was one of the very few banned books still left in the library. This book was not taken to the Ministry of Magic by Voldemort and was left with Snape.

"You are obviously so talented in potions, why were you so determined to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

Snape raised his head and glanced at Barty Jr., showing no intention of answering his question.

“When did you ever have the courtesy to knock on someone’s door when you enter their office?”

"We are all colleagues. Sometimes the relationship doesn't need to be so stiff, right?"

Little Barty's expression was still so kind, with a smile on his face, just like a middle-aged man who really wanted to get along well with his colleagues.

"I don't want to waste time with you. If you have something to say, it's better to say it directly."

Snape was cold and didn't put down the book in his hand.

Little Barty didn't seem to care about his alienation. He sat directly opposite Snape and stared at Snape's eyes with his seemingly peaceful but actually vicious eyes.

"Things are a little beyond our expectations, right? According to the master and our original plan, the little mudblood should have died in the forbidden forest."

Snape was still unmoved, his eyes were still on the page.

"So the master didn't pin all his love on those dragons. He still has full preparations. When can the dragon blood I need be delivered? Pay attention to the way your men deal with it."

Little Barty finally put away the disguise on his face, and was annoyed by Snape's carelessness.

"Don't worry about those damn fire dragons! You know, in fact, we all thought that the plan in the Forbidden Forest should be foolproof at the beginning! The master's backup plan was just a last resort. What he wanted to do most was to kill the mudblood! Kill him!"

At this time, Snape finally raised his head from the book. He stared at Little Barty, his voice still cold.

"So you can kill him by yelling at me?"

Little Barty suddenly turned to say calmly.

"Of course we can't do that here, but we can share the master's worries in other ways."

"Those fire dragons have failed, what else are you going to do?"

Little Barty narrowed his eyes and answered irrelevantly.

"What do you think about a 15-year-old boy all day? For example, you, Severus, what did you do when you were 15?"

While he was talking, he glanced at a photo frame on Snape's desk.

It was a photo without the magic of revelation. In the black and white photo, there was only a beautiful, quiet, smiling girl.

"Did you have a love affair with the mudblood who later married Potter?"

It was too noisy at home during the Chinese New Year. I think I still feel that there are typos even after proofreading it three times. If you find any, just point them out in that paragraph.

Sorry, this is my question (╥_╥)