"No, I don't want to. Thank you."
In the Hufflepuff Magic Research Society's public self-study room, Stephen, who was writing a summary of the Magic Spells class, suddenly heard Jon's question and subconsciously replied.
Jon helplessly bit his lip and turned to ask Forren the same question.
"Dear, do you have time this afternoon? Do you want to go to Professor Snape's office with me and drink some sweet lemon tea? "
Forren rolled his eyes at him and threw out the same answer as Stephen.
Scully, who was sitting on Forren's right, did not even give Jon a chance to speak and directly gave him a clear answer.
"I don't want to and I don't have time. Today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the next six years, I don't have the time."
"Alright then!"
Unable to find a teammate to share his difficulties with, Jon could only brace himself and prepare to go to Snape's office to try his luck.
Although he already knew what was going to happen to him, Jon still felt uneasy.
He felt uneasy!
That was Severus Snape, one of the two people who were closest to becoming a legendary (the other was Voldemort, who was slightly stronger than Snape. There were rumors that Snape's power had basically reached Voldemort's level in the last few years, but he was restrained by Voldemort because of their master-servant relationship). Thinking of facing him, Jon was even more nervous than facing Dumbledore.
This was the psychological shadow left behind by the books in his previous life and the lessons in this life.
Unfortunately, he had to do this, and it was rare for Professor Snape to invite someone, so he had to go. Thanks to Forren, he shouted when the owl delivered the letter, and now everyone in Hufflepuff knew about this matter.
It could be said to be a real tragedy.
Jon, who had no choice but to go to Snape's office by himself, had his dinner and went to Snape's office under the gazes of his three dear roommates.
Snape's office was on the first floor of the basement and was not far from the Hufflepuff public lounge, so Jon saw Snape's office after walking for a short while.
This place was really … desolate and uninhabited.
The exits of Slythrin and Hufflepuff's common rooms were on the first floor of the basement. There were also two classrooms here, and the stairs were just a little further down. In the end, Professor Snape's office was still so sparsely populated. It really made people feel complicated.
Jon knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Snape's voice came from behind the door. Jon turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.
Professor Snape's office was built on the first floor of the basement, so the lighting was very poor. The few candles in the room were not enough to light up the room, and the bookshelves on both sides of the room were filled with various bottles and colorful potions, which made Jon feel very strange.
The strange smell in the air was exactly the same as the smell on Professor Snape's body during class. Now, she finally knew where this smell came from.
"Welcome, Mr. Smith. You seem to be a little early."
Snape tidied up the things on the table. As Jon expected, there was no tea on the table.
The so-called drinking tea was just an excuse.
"Since Professor Snape invited me, I naturally had to be early."
After entering the office, Jon seemed to have changed into a different social personality. He was not nervous at all, and could even joke around calmly.
Anyway, everyone knew each other's identities. Since they were here to do something, there was no need to put in so much effort.
There was a saying in China that Jon's current state of mind was that he did not treat himself as an outsider.
Whether it was his grandmother and ancestors, Professor Sprout from school, or his other classmates …
After many years of Jon's experiments, most Westerners really could not withstand this. He just did not know how Professor Snape's resistance was.
"The person is in the storage room. Do you want to go in yourself, or do you want me to bring you in?"
Snape was even more straightforward than Jon. He did not look as serious as he usually did. He seemed to be writing something. Jon did not look at it in detail, and just skimmed through it.
It was all about Potioneering, so he did not understand much.
"There's no need to trouble Professor."
Jon smiled and nodded. He raised the magic wand in his hand slightly. "Ancestor Helga has already told me about this. There's no need for you to remind me."
Jon could not tell if Snape was smiling. His face was like an ice mountain, and no expression could be seen. So Jon decided not to guess Snape's mood.
Following Snape's directions, Jon turned into the storage room.
Snape's office was not big, and the bedroom and storage room hidden in the office were even smaller.
There were all kinds of potion ingredients in the storage room. That unconscious Black Wizard, who was lying on the ground like a dead person, did not look like a good person.
Professor Snape did not look like a good person either. It was obvious that he was not a good person.
"Helga said that we just have to kill him."
Jon had always been a ruthless person — he was only ruthless to his enemies. He was still very kind to his friends and strangers.
Helga felt that he was too soft-hearted, but to be honest, he had never been a soft-hearted person.
The so-called kindness was just because something did not happen to him, so he could maintain a little kindness to strangers.
The time when he faced the Dark Musician was an exception. At that time, Jon felt that the enemy did not do anything to him, and only wanted to keep him here. There was no need to be so ruthless and directly take his life.
But this time, facing this person who almost took his life, Jon would not be merciful anymore.
This was the real world. Whether others felt that he was ruthless or kind, that was what others felt. What he wanted to do was to protect himself.
But …
Jon poked his head out of the storage room and looked at Snape's back view.
"Professor, is it okay if I mess up the storage room a little?"
"Don't mess with my ingredients. You can decide the rest yourself."
Snape did not even turn his head and directly replied.
"Okay, thank you Professor."
Jon retracted his head, and a cold smile appeared on his face.
Anyone who saw this smile would not think that it was a smile that a 12-year-old child would show.
However, those who knew about this didn't really think of Jon as a 12-year-old child.
Not counting Helga, even if it was Professor Dumbledore and Snape, if they treated him as a child, who would do something like letting a child kill someone?
Black Wizard was also a human!
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