Chapter 2367

"... no, nothing."

Hearing Professor McGonagall's inquiry in his ear, Snape's eyes seemed to catch a glimpse of something, and an imperceptible cover flashed in an instant. Obviously, when a real master of brain closure has made up his mind to hide some of his thoughts, it must be difficult for others to find out.

After all, even Voldemort couldn't read his heart. Even if someone could do it, Dumbledore would be the only one... At least Mileva McGonagall must not be so good at taking God's thoughts.

It's just that his little move is too eye-catching after all.

"Really?"

McGonagall looked at him again with some doubt, and then put down the small matter for the time being - the people in the editorial department of the Gladiator news haven't left yet! You have to wait until outsiders leave before you talk about anything.

However, when McGonagall stopped Lavender brown, who was still trying to retain Ms. Ritchie, and took another two steps to send the phantom of the line of "Italian magic media people" away, Snape, who was thinking about something without expression, suddenly raised his eyebrow and looked at an alley across the street again.

A moment later, after Professor McGonagall sent Ms. rich away and admonished lavender and romida again, Snape followed.

"Go back to the house and finish a paper on how to deal with Freiburg's witchcraft. The length shall not be less than 3 feet. Don't step out of the door until tomorrow's lunch time!"

The punishment of lavender and romida should have been done by Professor McGonagall. After all, these two girls are Gryffindor students, and Mileva McGonagall still holds the post of dean of Gryffindor college.

Only this time, seeing Snape seemed to want to end the matter and send her two daughters back to the temporary dormitory as soon as possible. Mileva, who realized something, didn't stop him from doing so.

Although this punishment is hard faced and soft hearted, in her opinion, it is somewhat too severe

Seeing lavender and romida go to their temporary dormitory with a sad face, Mileva, who was helpless, shook her head. Then she turned her head and looked at Snape:

"Severus... What's the matter?"

Of course she could see that Snape had just deliberately supported two students. When she thought of the other party's small action that seemed to have found something before, it was necessary for her to take out the words she had asked again.

However, Snape just glanced at the corner of his mouth, then raised his hand and waved at the alley across the street.

"Professor McGonagall... I think you'd better ask the master directly."

"Huh?"

Seeing Snape say so, Mileva was stunned again, and then hurriedly turned her head and looked in the direction indicated by the former. Immediately after her, she saw that a dark figure just came out of an alley on the diagonal.

It's a large black dog that looks ominous - one that people can't forget at a glance.

"Sirius?"

While Mileva subconsciously said the name, she saw the black dog crossing the street gently jump up and suddenly change back to human shape in mid air.

"Snot essence, it seems that my nose has finally opened recently! Can I smell my existence?"

Snape and Sirius, who have been full of contradictions since their school days, naturally won't have any good words. Snape, who has always been unforgiving, is so, not to mention Sirius, who has been arrogant since childhood.

Look! Even the nickname given to Snape as a child has been taken out. It can be seen that Sirius has hurried all the way from Germany these days, and his mood is mostly not good.

"I'm not a dog, but I don't have the ability to sniff for things!" snape choked angrily with a sullen face.

"Well, when will you learn --"

"All right!"

Mileva looked at the two people and seemed to quarrel endlessly as soon as they met, so she had to face up again to stop them:

"Sirius, I remember the last letter from Bill said that you were at the coastal camp in Cherbourg... Didn't you come all the way to quarrel with Severus? Severus, don't say a word. In short, listen to what important information Sirius brought this time."

"Hum!"

Snape pursed his lips and snorted, slightly turning his head to one side, but he stopped arguing with Sirius.

On the other side, Sirius glanced sideways at him and said:

"To be honest, the most important thing to come here this time is to come for everyone and see how you are doing - Maxim... How to say? Recently, we all feel that she is too impatient. Although we still take the time to help you settle the students here, we have to confirm it on the spot!"

"Remus asked you to say that?" Mileva smiled. "Your words... Smart is smart, but it's good not to rush to the front to fight. I don't believe you will be interested in thinking so much!"

During this time, Professor McGonagall has been worrying about the safety and labor of a group of little wizards all day and all night, and naturally there are fewer smiles on his face. However, listening to Sirius's warm words at the moment, he couldn't help showing a kind smile, and even temporarily gave birth to a joke about each other's heart.

"No, I know how capable I am. Even if I want to go again... I can't make trouble for Harry and them?"

Referring to the disaster area in Britain at this time, even if Sirius was worried about his godson, he could only sigh across the English Channel day by day at Granger camp. Several times I discussed with lupin and others about going to the other side to inquire, but I still couldn't make the trip after all.

Until the end, I had to completely transfer that impulse to the second battlefield.

At least in today's Germany, they can still exert some power with their skills, unlike the British land that has been completely shrouded by the shadow of demons... Isn't it?

"That's right!" the inner moment of gloom flashed away. Sirius immediately reorganized his mind and said again, "Professor McGonagall, I have to discuss something with you --"

However, when Sirius and Mileva began to officially talk about their intentions, Snape's eyes, which had shut up and stopped interrupting at will, moved gradually again.

His attention didn't seem to be focused on the very important conversation between the first two.