"Potter, bring your wand," Snape suddenly said.
Harry, who had just processed the caterpillars into a can, was stunned for a moment. "Where are we going?"
Snape pushed away the graded homework and put down his quill.
He calmly put down the quill and said, "Go and prepare the content of your next confinement."
“what？ Uh, uh, I mean,
Okay, Professor... "Harry pursed his lips and ran into the bathroom to wash his hands.
He washed off the mucus on his hands that he couldn't tell the color of.
Then, he took out his wand and followed Snape out of the cellar.
The professor in black walked so fast that Harry had to trot all the way to keep up.
And judging from the route,
Snape seemed to be heading towards the Forbidden Forest.
"Professor..." Harry looked at the tall man in front of him and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't even look back as the other chased after him.
So, he wanted to stop.
But he forgot that he was going downhill. He staggered.
He stepped on a small pebble and fell flat on his face.
"Bah... bah bah... Professor?"
Snape stopped.
He looked back at the child who was lying on the ground. His expression couldn't be seen.
He snorted.
He snorted coldly and reached out to pick Harry up. He really picked him up. At the age when boys of the same age began to grow, Harry seemed to be a little slow. He still looked like a child.
Snape directly shook the child in his hand and felt that he didn't gain much weight.
Harry, who was stunned by the shaking, blinked. "Professor?"
Ahem... Snape put the child down, turned his head, and didn't look at the pair of green eyes that were too bright in the twilight. He only said without the slightest emotion, "Let's go."
The man continued to walk forward. Harry stayed in the same place for a moment, patted the dirt off his body and ran forward. But this time, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Snape's robe.
In the moonless night, the Forbidden Forest was damp and cool. A thick layer of rotten leaves piled up under his feet. Every step he took was like stepping on the body of a mollusk. Harry was not afraid of this. He just felt sorry for his new shoes. She looked at Snape again — he had already changed into a new pair of boots!
Harry secretly stuck out his tongue. He simply stopped looking at what was under his feet and turned to look at the strange-looking trees on both sides. This one had lush branches that looked like a medusa. That one only had half a leaf. Was it struck by lightning? And this one with a totem... Wait a minute, this is not a totem, this is...
Snape didn't seem to notice the child's sudden stiffening. He quickened his pace and dragged Harry to a big tree that looked like a goat's horn. Harry saw a huge hole at the root of the tree, and Snape seemed to want to push him in.
"No —" Harry hurriedly took a few steps back.
Snape looked a little disappointed, but didn't say anything. He just pulled Harry back to his side, then cast a Phantom Spell on both of them and whispered, "Lie down."
Okay, as long as you don't push him. Harry obediently took off his robe and laid down behind the tree root that Snape indicated. Snape directly lay down. Harry whispered, "Professor, what are we doing?"
"Shut up, Potter." Snape stared at the tree hole and didn't look at Harry.
Well, Harry consciously kept quiet and stared at the tree hole with Snape.
But in less than ten minutes, Harry began to move uneasily. Although it was still at the tail end of summer, it was still relatively cool at night, and the Forbidden Forest, which didn't see the sun all day long, could be said to be cool. Wearing only a short-sleeved shirt and a robe, Harry lay on the wet soil. A thin layer of goosebumps appeared on his arms.
Don't move. Snape scolded in a low voice, then cast a Silent Spell on Harry to keep him warm.
Harry settled down.
After waiting for a while, Harry suddenly found that the world in front of him seemed to have become a little brighter, and it wasn't because his eyes had adapted to the darkness. He slightly raised his head. Layers of dark purple tree trunks covered the sky, but there was still a faint light cast down. Harry guessed that above the dense forest, the dark clouds had dispersed, and the moon was quietly peeping at this place.
And the thing that Snape was waiting for had also come out.
First, it was one, then a group of ants as big as hamsters crawled out of the tree hole and methodically formed a circle in the open space. Harry was just about to ask what it was when a big rough hand covered half of his face. The owner of the hand suppressed his excitement and locked his eyes on the thing that was about to appear.
It was actually quite a terrifying thing. It was carried out by dozens of strong ants, and the reason was probably not — or not just because of its status, but because its almost translucent body was pregnant with hundreds of insect eggs.
The queen ant was placed in the center of the open space, and her guards quickly returned to the formation, waiting for a certain moment to come.
Snape seemed to be a little too excited. He actually lowered his voice and explained to Harry, "These are hunting ants. They are not rare. What I want are the eggs. Later you..."
Harry felt that Snape's request was a little unhumanitarian and hesitated for a moment. "But... won't this affect the ecological balance of the Forbidden Forest?"
"I was the one who put the first nest of hunting ants in the Forbidden Forest. If I didn't harvest the eggs according to the season, it would have caused a species invasion." Snape looked at Harry as if he was a fool.
"... Then why do you want me to go?"
"... I don't have a good relationship with them in the past two years." In fact, Snape's last "harvest" was not very successful. Since Potter's son happened to be in confinement for a few days, Snape immediately thought of this plan to squeeze the remaining labor force.
Well... The queen ant had begun to ovulate after a sharp roar. It was completely different from the horrible appearance of the adult ants. The eggs that had just landed were transparent and beautiful like jelly, but each of them had a sesame-sized red dot in the center. Harry felt that they were a bit like the Honey Duke's sandwiched candies.
So what Harry had to do next was to buy these sandwiched candies.
Snape pushed the kid out and stuffed a glass jar full of syrup into his hand. This was Harry's only bargaining chip.
"Hey! Hey, hey, don't be like this, ant brothers … "Harry crossed his arms to show that he was unarmed, even though hundreds of ants the size of rats were already baring their fangs and brandishing their claws." I'm here to talk business with you. "
The hunting ants first dragged the queen that had just given birth aside, and then a captain ant came forward and sniffed Harry. It didn't seem to be the great demon king who came to raid the ant nest last time, but they still didn't let down their guard. They just looked up and waited for Harry's next move.
"That... You see, I have this..." Harry bent down and waved the syrup jar over the heads of the ant team, and then pointed to the shiny eggs behind. "You have that, so — how about we trade?"
Harry felt that he was going against his conscience. Who would throw away a newborn baby for a jar of honey? Even the old bee would not do such a thing, right?
But the ant team seemed to be thinking about the reasonableness of the trade. Harry saw a few big ants whispering to each other for a while, and then looked at Harry and shook their heads.
Harry did not dare to look back, fearing that he would expose Snape. He had to bite the bullet and increase his bargaining chip. "How about two jars? I still have a few jars with me... Other than the syrup, there are other things. Cotton candy? Soft candy? "
The Hunter Ant Captains were still shaking their heads. Harry hesitated for a moment, feeling that he could not sell all of his food reserves, so he pretended to be hesitant and said, "Then your price is too high... Then I won't buy it first. Let's go to another place and see how it is..."
According to Harry's script, he should take a step and pretend to leave, and then the situation would turn into a buyer's market. The hunting ants would start to ask him to stay, and then there would be the possibility of bargaining. But he forgot to put theory into practice. In reality, the hunting ants would not abide by the rules of the trade. When the ants saw that Harry was about to leave, their first reaction was not to ask him to stay to bargain, but to look at each other, quickly formed an attack formation, and then attacked Harry.
"Ah!" Seeing a few hunting ants climbing up his pants, Harry screamed subconsciously.
Snape, who was hiding in the dark, saw that the situation was not good, and did not have time to scold Potter for being an idiot. He was about to take out his wand, but before he could cast the first spell, Harry, who was in front of him, seemed to be about to take out his wand, but he forgot that he was still holding a jar of syrup in his hand.
With a crisp sound, the glass jar shattered, and the golden syrup spilled all over the ground — and a pair of pants.
Before Harry could recover, he saw that the hunting ants, who were all baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, paused for a moment, and then the neat formation began to disperse. The hunting ants at the back did not move in his direction, but began to look for the syrup with their heads down.
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