The second attack soon spread among the little wizards. When many little wizards from Muggle origin were extremely frightened, Lockhart stood up and patted his chest to promise that he would capture the heir.

He still had a familiar smile on his face, his bright white teeth shining extremely, and his confident demeanor made many little witches admire him even more.

After watching a routine black magic defense class performance, Draco's pale sharp face turned long. Lockhart has successfully topped the list of the people he hates the most.

"I want my dad to fire him!" Draco gritted his teeth, "Arrogant, arrogant, loves to show off, speaks loudly... He is like a peacock spreading his tail anytime and anywhere!"

"I think the next attack will probably not be far away." Theodore said, "He will have nothing to say at that time."

"You underestimate him too much." Brian said casually, holding a stack of books, "He probably only does something even more outrageous."

"When can the school find a more reliable professor of black magic defense?" Theodore sighed, "I have been teaching myself the knowledge of this class in the past two years."

"Maybe I can look forward to the professor next year." Brian reviewed the professor of black magic defense in the original work for several years, and suddenly felt that he could not be too demanding on Lockhart. At least he did not carry the Dark King with him, he was not pretending to be a Death Eater, nor was he a pink toad...

During the afternoon potion class, Harry threw a string of fireworks into Goll's cauldron. The swollen potion made by Goll was blown up and splashed everywhere, and many people were affected.

Goer was splashed by the potion, and his head swelled several times as if inflatable; Crab howled because the potion splashed into his eyes. Almost half of the students in the class were affected.

Relying on his newly upgraded reaction power, Brian used an unsuccessful iron armor spell in time and successfully blocked the potions. Draco, who was in his group, was also protected.

He put his two new witness points into his reaction and upgraded to the expert level. Brian considered to start using the witness points to improve his level of magical science, and this subject has indeed become his shortcomings.

Snape's face was as gloomy as if water was about to drip out of water. He roared: "Quiet! Classmates who were splashed by the potion, come to me to get the swelling agent. Don't let me know who did it..." When he said the last sentence, his tone was gloomy.

Brian glanced at the trio in the messy crowd, seeing Hermione's chaotic hair disappearing outside the door, while Harry and Ron were holding back their laughter.

They noticed Brian's gaze and Ron raised his eyebrows at him.

Harry turned his head with guilt and whispered: "It's bad, he must have found Hermione is gone... Maybe he saw me throwing fireworks."

"So what, we'll just bite it to death and refuse to admit it." Ron looked at Crab's swollen eyes, smiling so hard that his stomach hurts.

Brian packed his cauldron and poured the successfully prepared potion into the bottle.

Everyone was queuing up to get the potion. Brian found out from the corner of his eyes that Hermione had slipped back, and the front of her clothes was bulging.

Draco looked at Goll's cauldron and found a mass of fireworks twisted into twists inside, and shouted: "It's someone who's a prank!" He looked at Porter maliciously, but could not find evidence.

"Compared with this, you should be surprised that Gore actually made the swelling potion successfully." Brees had just taken the medicine to get his ears that were bigger than his head back to their original state, and said in surprise: "This is simply the sun hitting the west."

After Snape gloomyly warned someone who threw the fireworks, the bell rang and the little wizards flocked out of the classroom.

That night, Brian knocked on the door of Snape's office as usual.

Snape was checking his material cabinet with a gloomy face and whispered: "The scales of the fire dragon, the horns of the bicorn, the snake skin of the African tree, the aconite of the wolf poison... What should I configure?"

"Professor Snape?" Brian asked in a low voice.

"My material cabinet is stolen..." Snape said softly in a low voice, "It seems that things have been planned during the day."

"You mean, which classmate stole your medicinal materials?" Brian looked at the stolen medicinal materials cabinet and was convinced that Hermione had taken many more medicinal materials to confuse the public.

"This is very obvious." Snape's mouth stumbled slightly, and he raised an expression that seemed to be a sneer.

"Bryan, what do you think about the secret room?" he asked suddenly.

"I don't have any opinion," Brian smiled calmly. "I think if there was really an heir, he must have upheld a certain belief."

"I don't know whether it's good or bad, and what position it stands, so I don't judge." Brian said.

Snape nodded and said, "Today, we have age enhancers."

"Okay, professor."

After the teaching time, Brian helped to review the homework of some of the lower grade students. After politely expressing his gratitude, he said goodbye to Snape.

Snape sat quietly behind the desk, his eyes still empty and cold, and he recalled Dumbledore's instructions to him last school year.

...

After the Philosopher's Stone incident, Brian ended his conversation with Dumbledore and left the principal's office.

"His relationship with Kilow doesn't seem that simple." Snape walked out from behind the bezel behind the desk, his face calm and gloomy.

"Yeah, yeah, I even felt that he was there that night under the trap door." Dumbledore blinked, "although he was cautiously leaving no trace."

"Then what are you thinking? He may follow the Dark Lord." Snape stared at him and said slowly.

"Ah, so what? He did not do anything bad." Dumbledore whispered, "Qillow died, Voldemort ran away, and the children were all in danger, and the Philosopher's Stone was in Harry's pocket without any harm. Although Harry said he did not find it in the Eris Mirror."

"You know, he can't follow Voldemort, he has his own pursuit. How could a person who is independent enough be willing to surrender to others?"

"Actually, sometimes I can't see clearly what this child is going to plan." Dumbledore sighed lightly, "That's right, who can really see through other people's hearts?"

"Perhaps, the future belongs to young people, and there is no way for an old guy like me to interfere."

"So what are your plans?" Snape looked gloomy. "He might cause trouble."

"No, he has ambitions and his own plans, and there is nothing wrong with that, Severis."

"This kid is not bad," Dumbledore smiled, "and unexpectedly enlightened, he has no prejudice against the wizards of the Muggle family, and he can even be good friends with Miss Granger. This is rare."

"Of course, it may be easy to get extreme, which is also a common problem of genius."

"Whether it's Merlin, Grindelwald, or Voldemort, if you say a boast, you might be able to add me, but it's actually the case. But it's undeniable that the magic world often relies on these people to drive the trend and lead the direction, whether it's good or bad."

"So too, this child may be able to inject new vitality into this stagnant magic world and open up a new situation."

"If such a person does evil, he may be a dark king, but if he does good, he can also become the leader of the times."

"So, we need to guide him well, Severus." Dumbledore's blue eyes shining. "You have a good relationship with his father and you get along well with this child. You can tell that he is a child who values ​​feelings."

"All we have to do is guide him and not let him break his soul."

"This may require you to give him some care. He should like you very much, Severus."

"Actually I can't tell if he likes anyone." Snape said in a slightly sarcastic tone, "Do you think he can be your successor?"

"Who knows? I'm old, Severus, maybe I just hope the wizarding world will have more peace."

Snape was silent for a moment and whispered in his sleek tone: "Do you really think he is that good? Although his talent is good, it is not actually outstanding."

"Ah, I always have some different intuitions for the same type of people." Dumbledore said with a blink of an eye.

"I don't think I have the responsibility to help you train a successor." Snape said sarcastically.

"Please, Severus." Dumbledore stared at him deeply, "He is guarding against me, and you are closer to his heart than I do."
Chapter completed!