Before lunch, word had spread throughout the school that Professor Snape was not causing trouble for Gryffindor students in class.

Because this incident was so shocking, even the people in the staff lounge learned about this rather supernatural incident, and some professors even began to secretly ask whether the ghosts in the school were real -

This thing is so outrageous that almost no one dares to believe it is true.

"Hey, William, you said Professor Snape didn't really plan to change his career... How could that be so outrageous?"

Before lunch, Adams walked next to William and asked this question.

Professors also gossip in their spare time, but in most cases, their topics are either about which professor or which child in which grade did something stupid.

'It's true...but I'm afraid he will chase me with a wand...'

William suppressed a smile and resolutely did not reveal that Professor Snape had spent a lot of money to be deceived and bought a bunch of fortune-telling equipment to deceive laymen - to be honest, this is not entirely Snape's fault.

Professor, if he hadn't heard the trick from the liar in the cell, he would have been fooled.

"I don't know about that," William said with his eyes open, "but he doesn't really like Potions class anyway. It's normal for him to suddenly find himself falling in love with divination."

"Don't like potions?"

Adams' eyes widened, and then he laughed, "Your joke is not funny at all - Professor Snape doesn't like potions?"

"Look at the basement where he lives, look at his grades in Potions, and look at his office full of all kinds of potion ingredients - oh, you haven't been there..." He shook his head.

He shook his head and said, "If you had seen it, you would know how much he likes potions!"

I've been there - but I didn't get the owner's permission...

"That's why I think he doesn't like potions..." William spread his hands, "You know, I'm in this business. I can tell at a glance whether he likes potions or not. He's just talented in this area.

It's just so tall that it makes people jealous. Speaking of liking it, there really isn't much..."

William's expression became serious, "Let me ask you, how many rare herbs have you grown now? Have you cultivated any new varieties of herbs on your own?"

"Rare... according to my own knowledge, there are currently seven species. According to the generally accepted knowledge, I have probably cultivated a little more than two-thirds of that list, right?"

When it comes to herbs, Adams gets excited, "You know, the growing conditions for some herbs are so harsh that even the greenhouse at Hogwarts can't simulate the environment they like... We are currently applying to build a plant a little further away.

A small greenhouse near the Black Lake is used to cultivate some aquatic magic herbs."

"Yeah, it sounds very meaningful," William nodded, "What about the cultivation of new varieties?"

"In terms of variants, nine...but when it comes to truly new varieties that can be published in magazines or publish papers alone, there are one and a half. There is only one that I came up with and cultivated alone, and the other one won the Dean's Award.

Help comes from many aspects.”

"What about Professor Snape?"

William laughed, "In these years, have you heard about the new formulas for potions that he released? Have you heard about his improvements to the steps for potion formulas in textbooks? Have you heard about the potion-related courses that he has actively participated in?

Meetings and exchanges?”

"It seems that there really isn't..." Adams was stunned for a moment, "He just seems to be able to produce any new medicine at once, and he can see the problems at a glance when teaching students. I have never heard of him publishing in any magazine.

Related research questions…”

"How did you find out about this, William?"

…

I am also a professional pharmacist! I subscribe to relevant magazines and newspapers!

William rolled his eyes, "That's not important. What's important is that Professor Snape's favorite thing is actually dark magic - as you know, he has been seeking a position in our office."

Moreover, that guy's attainments in black magic were frighteningly high, and he even mastered the skill of flying...

William reviewed it several times later, but no matter how he calculated it, Professor Snape used techniques related to dark magic. He could not imitate them for the time being, but he would definitely not miss them.

"What do you mean?"

"He probably treats divination the same way as potions, and is going to try to use his talent to crush them all the way - other than that, I can't find a better explanation..."

"That makes sense...but it's almost dinner time, so why doesn't Professor Snape show up?"

While Adams was speaking, the food appeared on the table.

"Isn't it really to the point where you forget to eat and sleep?"

William glanced at the empty seat over there and couldn't help but become suspicious - wasn't it, it was really about the fortune teller?

That thing really requires talent, and ordinary wizards can't play it!

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"Why do all the good things happen to fifth-grade students..."

When a group of professors suddenly started discussing the fortune-telling board because of Professor Snape, the sixth-grade students were sighing silently.

Except for these students who have just finished their OWLs year, didn't anyone in this school pay attention to the fact that Professor William didn't give the students a showdown in his first class?

Professor Snape's divination is just fun, Professor William's test questions are the source of pain! Doesn't anyone care about this?

It's a pity - there really isn't...

The fifth graders can’t imagine what the sixth graders went through. The seventh graders had a great time last year, and the guys below the fourth grade still don’t know how evil the word OWLs is...

There is no need for Professor Snape's venomous tongue in Potions class, there is no need to make up the experience of being injured in Divination class, and even self-defense classes do not require struggling to deal with those damn test questions.

What's even more irritating is that during last year's Triwizard Tournament, they, the current sixth graders, had a very unhappy year because of the OWLs - this series of blows made them feel like the mutton chops in their mouths suddenly lost their taste.

It's so bullying - how can it be like this?

Yes, and even more so.

Just as the sixth-grade students were preparing to return to the lounge after lunch, a formal announcement appeared.

This is an official announcement of the treatment of the four warriors who brought glory to the school and won the Triwizard Tournament. It is posted at the entrance of each college lounge.

The announcement was much more complete than those received by the prefects, and detailed the privileges and benefits that each warrior would receive in the following days of school.

The last piece of Dumbledore's private lesson directly made the mentality of a group of sixth graders extremely sour.

Among last year's warriors, there was one in seventh grade, two in sixth grade, and one in fourth grade. They were preparing for the game while others were happily watching the game...

But - there is nothing to say, the assessment is real, there are only a few of them who have passed the minor examination, and the Goblet of Fire assessment has passed everyone.

"This is outrageous... Harry, now I want to sneak up on you and use Polyjuice Potion to transform into you and go to class."

In front of the bulletin board, Fred described his envy to Harry in an exaggerated tone. George nodded in agreement, indicating that he was thinking of a suitable action plan.

All the Gryffindors present had the same feeling at this moment - Dumbledore has been away from front-line teaching for almost forty years, and he is still recognized as the number one white wizard! Being taught by Dumbledore himself!

The overly enthusiastic eyes startled Harry. He had suffered enough stimulation today. First he was taken by the professor as a teaching assistant, and then he met the strange Professor Snape - he swore that he

I never imagined that my painting style in OWLs would look like this!

"I'm not envious. The fifth-grade class schedule is already extremely full, so what if we add Dumbledore's classes to it? Are you busy?"

Ron suddenly shouted in dissatisfaction, his tone obviously irritable.

He walked quickly ahead, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and said, "Harry, what are you doing standing still? There is Professor McGonagall's class in the afternoon!"

Harry was stunned for a moment, then apologized and caught up with Ron. After returning to the dormitory very quickly, Ron breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's almost like eating people...how did I perform?"

"Not so good..."

Harry kept a straight face, but still couldn't hold back his laughter, "You scared me like that."

"I suddenly thought of it..." Ron also laughed. "It was only after I came back that I remembered that I could actually call them away as a prefect. Blocking the road in the lounge is against school rules."

"Forget it, Professor McGonagall will scold you."

As Harry spoke, he looked through the textbook he was going to use in the afternoon, "The first class in the afternoon is Transfiguration... There are two Transfiguration classes every week this year... The class is fully occupied..."

"It's OWLs year..." Ron said as he rummaged through his summer homework, "Transfiguration, I heard that transfiguration in fifth grade is so difficult that people want to give up... By the way, I heard that Dumbledore used to be the Transfiguration professor.

Now, do you think your class will be about transfiguration?"

"That's not right - Dumbledore will definitely have a lot of powerful spells. Maybe he will teach you some particularly powerful spells."

"You can't use it, Ron." Harry made sure that all the things he needed were put in his school bag, then he lay back and fell on the bed, "Professor William said that it doesn't take mastering a few remote spells to become a successful person.

For a powerful wizard, what is more important is the understanding and transformation of spells."

It's not like he hasn't learned some remote spells - but those are the ones that he uses best overall.

"I tried to record the spells and techniques. If Dumbledore really teaches me, I will show them to you secretly, just don't let others know - Dumbledore will definitely not like it."

But Ron was already snoring on his bed. The crazy homework before the holiday and the holiday lifestyle caused Ron, who had been in class all morning, to fall asleep quickly...

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"Dumbledore's Lessons."

Just at noon, Snape's Divination class was no longer a hot topic among the students. Even the fifth-year students didn't care - Professor Snape probably couldn't even take off his robe and run around the castle.

It became news among the students because Dumbledore was preparing to teach.

No one would say it wasn't worth it, it shouldn't be - the three people being taught were all warriors who had won honors for Hogwarts, but everyone couldn't help but feel a little sour in their hearts.

These people even include the eternal number one in grade, Miss Hermione Granger.

She was sincerely happy for Harry, but she was still a little jealous.
To be continued...