NOVEL NEXT Chapter 33
"I... I'm not in a good mood, I want to be quiet here." Hermione said dryly.
"I see... How do you feel now?" Dumbledore asked again.
"Huh... Not bad." Hermione replied with a deep breath.
"Then I think this matter is over, now go back to the Halloween dinner again, I'll call all the little wizards back." Dumbledore nodded and said.
"Ahem!" Snape suddenly coughed twice.
"Your throat is uncomfortable?" Dumbledore asked.
"Ahem!" Snape coughed twice again.
"Well... considering that Miss Granger put herself in danger... deduct ten points." Dumbledore rolled his eyes helplessly and said.
"Hmm!" Snape made a nasal sound that sounded very comfortable and waved to Thorne.
"Actually, I wanted to attend the dinner more." Thorne said dryly.
"Hmm?"
"Okay."
Dumbledore looked at this scene and just smiled helplessly, and took the others back to attend the dinner, while Thorne had to bite the bullet and stay in the same room with Snape... and a half-dead troll.
"Professor Snape?"
"Do you know why I asked you to come?" Snape asked back.
"......Because I am a very qualified tool man, I can handle potion materials for you?" Thorne thought for a moment and said directly.
"......It's not good for you to speak too bluntly." Snape said with a twitch of his mouth.
"Then why did you call me here, professor?"
"......Help me deal with this big guy."
"........."
Finally, Thorne helped Snape to dismantle the troll that collapsed on the ground in different categories, put the bones in a separate basket, put the blood in a separate basket, and leave the flesh in place.
"Are you going back to the banquet next?" Snape asked.
"No, this smell... to be honest, I feel like vomiting."
"Then come to my office. Take the body with you." Snape waved his wand and put all the bones and blood into his own space bag. After talking to Thorne, he walked towards his office.
"Of course." Thorne made a bitter face and let the shriveled troll body float in the air, following Snape.
"Flesh magic has made great progress, much more sophisticated than the day we first met." After returning to the office, Snape cast a cleaning spell on Thorne without saying a word and pointed to the sofa in the corner. He took the troll body to a secret room and said to Thorne after walking out.
"Hmm." The latter just responded.
"Quirrell taught well? Although it was not his own credit." Snape said again.
"Uh... I want to ask..."
"Say it if you have something to say."
"Is Quirrell the only one in Hogwarts who doesn't know that he has been exposed, except for the little wizard?" Thorne asked carefully.
"At least for now, only three people know about it. Dumbledore, me, you, and even Minerva don't know." Snape replied.
"It's understandable. If Professor McGonagall knew that Voldemort was in the castle, she would go crazy." Thorne nodded in agreement.
"Dumbledore is a very conceited person. Once he makes up his mind about something, he will not change his mind, so he can easily make some misjudgments."
"For example?" Thorne asked.
"For example... when Quirrell's body can't bear the Dark Lord, there is a high possibility that he will reach out to you, even if you are a so-called pure blood." Snape said coldly, and from his tone, it can be heard that he has a deep prejudice against Dumbledore.
"I will pay attention." Thorne nodded.
"I mean that you should do more when you hunt unicorns with him, so that Quirrell can hold on for a while longer, and you will be safer for a while." Snape simply said directly.
"Oh oh oh... don't worry about this." Thorne reacted and said quickly.
"Well... go back, I've said everything I want to say." Snape nodded and said.
"OK... I'll leave now... bye."
Thorne left the office quietly.
"Oh, by the way, Dumbledore may have something to tell you, maybe go to his office after the dinner." Snape's voice suddenly sounded in Thorne's ears.
"...... O... K......" Thorne nodded silently and returned to the hall. Draco even saved a seat for him. What a little angel.
"What did Professor Snape ask you to do?" Draco asked.
"He told me something.. "
"Is that so? To be honest, you have made us Slytherins proud this time. You have added 80 points at once, and it was added by Headmaster Dumbledore himself. You have made a big splash this time!"
"It's a big splash. It sounds like a warning." Thorne said.
"Uh... don't be so nervous. It's just that I worded it wrong." Draco said awkwardly.
"That's good." Thorne nodded. The dinner ended quickly. The prefects of each college organized the young wizards to return to their respective lounges, while Thorne silently fell behind and walked towards the headmaster's office.
After checking the password and entering the headmaster's office, Thorne saw Dumbledore writing furiously at his desk, but he stopped writing awkwardly when he saw Thorne coming.
"Professor Snape said you should talk to me about something... uh... am I disturbing you?" Thorne asked awkwardly.
"Bother? No, no, no, I was just about to call you over for some personal matters. "Dumbledore put down his pen and said.
"I suddenly feel that I came at the wrong time. Do you have a trap waiting for me?" Thorne suddenly took a step back and said.
"How could it be... Isn't it almost Christmas? Do you have any plans?" Dumbledore asked.
"....... Talk about your business first, and then I will decide whether to arrange my Christmas vacation." Thorne replied.
"It's very simple. I need to go to the World Magic Federation for a meeting during Christmas, so I want to ask you to do something for me." Dumbledore said.
"What is it?" Thorne asked.
"It's very simple, just help me deliver a letter, and at most help me buy some things." Dumbledore said with a smile.
"Oh, this matter, simple, to be honest, I really don't have any plans for my vacation, just tell me directly if you have anything." Thorne breathed a sigh of relief and said immediately.
"Well... Then I'll tell you... Do you know Grindelwald?" Dumbledore said.