100.first clues emerges

  The students all came to the classroom early, and the professor hadn't come yet, so the classroom was very lively.

  The autumn leaves are already falling outside the window, and the dark shadows wandering from time to time make this autumn seem even more lonely.

  "Hey Scarhead, Quidditch is coming soon, aren't you scared?" Draco looked like he deserved a beating.

  "Malfoy, forget it, we were the ones who won before!"

  Ron got ahead of Harry and couldn't wait to fight back.

  Draco looked at Ron and said, "Really? It's a pity that you can only watch me show off my power in the audience."

  Ron looked unhappy. Wasn't this just mocking him for not being a Quidditch player? , "What's there to be proud of? You can't win anyway!"

  Harry was very confident, "I'll wait and see you on the field."

  As soon as the two met Quidditch, they immediately went head-to-head.

  boom!

  The door to the classroom was violently pushed open, and there was a wailing sound as it hit the wall.

  The classroom immediately fell silent, and the little wizards felt that this way of appearing was a bit familiar.

  Snape, wearing black robes that seemed to have never been changed, walked in with a straight face and a straight face.

  As he walked, he waved his wand, and the classroom windows closed.

  The classroom suddenly became dark.

  The little wizards couldn't figure out what was happening. Why did Snape suddenly appear? It felt like he was in a Potions class.

  Neville's original smile froze on his face, and his face turned pale as he looked at the aggressive Snape.

  Snape walked out in a vigorous manner, as if he had walked out of a different world, and his unyielding steps were even more imposing than usual.

  I think I finally got to take a Defense Against the Dark Arts class as I wished, and I feel really happy!

  Snape walked to the podium in a few steps. There was a machine and a roll of curtain on the podium. The statue of Guan Gong that Eli had placed behind him was still there.

  Snape pulled the rope, and the curtain opened with a flutter.

  He turned around and said slowly in his unique deep voice, "Turn the book to page 394."

  Snape's speech had always been very distinctive, as if he cherished words like gold and wanted to read them word by word.

  However, his slow way of speaking coupled with his penetrating deep voice can indeed bring pressure to people.

  For example, now, the students don't dare to be arrogant. No one expected that the originally amiable Professor Lupine would turn into a black-faced Snape.

  The mood of the students suddenly dropped, even the Slytherin students.

  The sound of turning books came from the classroom.

  Snape glanced around the classroom with his sharp eyes, like a poisonous snake patrolling its territory.

  "I'm sorry, Professor, where is Professor Lupin?"

  I don't know which stupid kid would dare to ask this question at this time. When I heard this voice, oh, Harry, that iron-headed boy, it's okay.

  Snape's eyes were fixed on Harry instantly, and his eyes were definitely not friendly.

  Draco glanced at Harry sadly.

  There wasn't much movement on Snape's face. He had attended the Defense Against the Dark Arts class as expected today. How could he be angry because of the annoying Potter?

  "This isn't something you should worry about, is it, Potter?"

  He didn't want to waste any more valuable classroom time on Harry. "To put it simply, your professor is currently unable to come to teach."

  He walked back to the podium and spoke with The wand struck the machine in front of him, "Turn the book to page 394," he repeated.

  In the audience, Ron, who was uninterested, turned the pages of the book bit by bit, looking very careless.

  Snape immediately noticed this uncooperative guy, a trace of disgust flashed across his face, and he pointed his wand from a distance.

  Ron's book instantly turned to page 394, which shocked him.

  "Werewolf?" Ron asked, looking at the pattern on the book.

  "But Professor, we just learned about red hats and hinkpunks, and it will be a few weeks before we learn about nocturnal animals."

  Hermione's voice suddenly came from the classroom, and Ron looked at Hermione as if she had appeared out of thin air. , I almost thought I was dazzled.

  "Quiet!" Snape's face looked a little ugly. He was very dissatisfied with being questioned.

  "When did she come in? Did you see her come in?" Ron asked Eli next to Hermione as if he had seen a ghost.

  Eli spread his hands towards him, and Hermione didn't bother to pay attention to him. They were still arguing.

  On the podium, some pictures were projected on the curtain. Eli was amazed when he saw it, "Why didn't I think of that at the time? I'm not the first one to use ppt in class." "Can any of you tell me about Anima?

  " The difference between Gus and a werewolf", Snape didn't want to waste any time.

  Before Snape could finish his words, Hermione raised her hands high.

  But Snape turned his back to her, as if he didn't bother to look here, "Is there no one? How disappointing."

  Hermione was used to being ignored by Snape when answering questions, "I know, Professor. Animagus is a wizard who can choose to turn into an animal, but werewolves have no choice. They will transform every full moon night. They will forget who they are, and if anyone stands in their way, they will kill even their best friends! Besides, werewolves will only respond to the shouts of their own kind," Hermione said to herself.

  Draco howled in response.

  "Thank you, Mr. Malfoy." Snape turned to Hermione, his expression becoming unsightly. "This is the second time you have spoken without authorization, Miss Granger."

  Snape had no concealed sarcasm on his face. "Do you lack self-control, or are you proud of being a disgusting know-it-all?"

  There was disgust in his tone, and he seemed to be constantly thinking of all possible vicious and unpleasant words.

  "What he said makes sense," Ron whispered to Eli in a mean voice, and then received a slap on the head from Eli.

  "Five points from Gryffindor." When he said this, Snape seemed to be venting his anger. There were sounds of gasps from the little lions all around.

  He raised his voice and said, "To punish you for your ignorance, each of you will submit an essay on Monday morning. The topic is werewolves. You must focus on how to identify werewolves. Two rolls of parchment!" At this time, the classroom was full of students wailing

  . .

  Harry looked in disbelief, "But Professor, there is a Quidditch match tomorrow!" He was very unwilling.

  Snape suddenly jumped in front of him, his bent body and sharp eyes brought great pressure to Harry.

  "Then I have to suggest that you make extra promises to Mr. Potter. Even if you are missing an arm or a leg, you still have to hand in your homework!"

  Looking at the green pupils in the memory, Snape's eyes were gentle for a moment, but when he saw Harry's face At that time, the expression was like taking a bite of an apple and finding half a worm on the apple.

  "Turn the book to page 394!"

  He turned around and walked onto the podium, glanced at Eli's face, and suddenly felt much more relaxed.