Snape paused for a few seconds and a cold, unrolling sound rang out: "Mirror."

The stone beast jumped to one side, and the wall behind him cracked in half, revealing the spiral staircase behind which led to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

This change in the principal's office is a new challenge for professors who want to find Allen to report their work. However, such a question is not difficult for Professor McGonagall who was almost sent to Ravenclaw and Professor Flivi of Ravenclaw. It is not a big problem for the Potions professor who is a mixed-race born in front of the stone statue, who has a logical thinking. After all, in the Philosopher's Stone incident in the first grade of Harry Potter, similar methods have been left behind.

Only Professor Sprout, the dean of Hufflepuff, was somewhat embarrassed and was blocked several times. She was not stupid, but she had been uninterested in this kind of puzzle game for a long time and had no experience in dealing with it.

Of course, this change also gives ordinary students the opportunity to go to the principal's office. As long as the student is smart enough to answer the puzzle of the statue, he can get a look like that of Dean Flivi of Ravenclaw in the principal's office. However, what Allen handed the students was not a dancing cake, but an infinite refill of the Godigan tea - this is not pleasing and makes people unable to stay for too long to escape its scent. However, compared with Dumbledore's time, ordinary students have the opportunity to enter the principal's office. You must know that even in addition to Dumbledore's permanent guest Harry Potter, even the naughty Weasley twins seem to have never entered this principal's office.

Snape finally climbed to the end of the spiral staircase step by step. In front of him was a shiny oak door. The brass door knocker in the shape of a sphinx head was changed to a bronze three-eyed raven door knocker similar to the Ravenclaw Eagle knocker.

After Snape knocked on the door three times, Raven's eyes opened and began to focus on Dean Slytherin, and the door opened automatically.

The door behind the door accepted a new principal's office that was remodeled during the summer vacation. It was basically a spacious, beautiful circular room, but it was once full of funny little sounds and turned into some pleasant ethereal sounds that were produced from some unknown place.

The walls were hung with portraits of the old men and women, and whether these portraits of men and women were pretending to be asleep, squinting or staring openly, as long as they were still in their own frame and did not visit them, they looked at Snape who had come in, but no one seemed to be willing to speak first on this lazy afternoon.

Many strange silverware that were placed on the table with long legs that kept spinning and spewing out small waves of smoke were gone, but were replaced by some glass water tanks containing dark green liquid, which were connected to each other; many white things were slowly floating in it and appearing and disappearing.

The little wizards who like to take risks and experience new things with their feelings and enter the principal's office have learned to stay away from what these crazy girls call Aka dangerous maggots.

Because when those white-looking things come out of the liquid in the water tank, they can't help but see their brains like sticky cauliflower. The thought tentacles of these things will immediately linger on the person who is recently - being entangled by them will bring fantasy and pain to the victim and leave deep wounds. If you are not lucky, some black things will begin to flow out of your mouth.

As the principal of Hogwarts, Allen found that he could not stop a group of students from approaching, so he simply placed a large number of unfavorable doctoral forgetting ointments on the huge table in the house with the foot of the table was shaped like a raven. They were prepared by Snape, a professor of the Potions class in Hogwarts.

In this quiet office, Snape did not see Alan Harris' figure, and his eyes also fell on the chapter of the principal's office. He did not see him preparing a single ointment himself, but a pale and abnormal hand stood quietly on the tray with a dark blue velvet backing, as if he felt Voldemort's approach. The slender hand was as slender as a spider's legs and flexibly turned his body to stand his wrist, then stretched out his index finger and hooked it in the direction of Snape.

As it moves, the dark blue omniscient mark is shining brightly on the center of the back of the small hand, and the omniscient eye located at the top, the eye surrounded by triangles and rays of light is designed at the joints where the palms and fingers are intersected. With the movement of the small hand, the eye is constantly closed and opened, just like a living thing.

At this time, the broken hand flipped and jumped, and used the middle and index fingers to walk flexibly on the table like an arthropod. It dragged a blank parchment paper and let itself hang up and hold a raven feather pen. The pen was dipped in an ink bottle, and then wrote a font that was more beautiful than most Hogwarts wizards on the blank parchment paper: Principal Harris was not here, and was taking care of the patients in the lake estate. He asked me to notify you, if you want, you can wait here, or choose to notify you after he comes back.

"Lucky, please tell me to wait for him here." Snape frowned slightly, pulled a chair open, and sat down. His eyes swept over the perception mark on the back of his little hand. His drooping eyes quietly swept across his arm covered by his magic robe. Under the camouflage ointment he made himself, there was actually a mark. However, as a spy, he rarely uses it to directly contact Allen to avoid being carelessly discovered by the Dark Lord or other Death Eater.

But then, Snape was familiar with his first master. From the iconic spider finger, he identified that the broken hand of this necro creature should be the broken hand of the Dark King who had been cut off by Allen before. He realized that Alan probably could accurately predict and find out where the Dark King was located through this part of the Dark King's body. This also shows that Alan cut off the Dark King's palm at the beginning. Snape felt a little regretful in his heart. He thought that Alan did not know that the Dark King had found Vick's hand, and felt that this calculation actually enhanced the Dark King's strength.

The little hand jumped back to his original position and returned to its original state, as if he had never moved.

The office is quiet, everything is motionless, and the afternoon sun shines in, making people drowsy. Only the occasional snoring or sniffing sound of a portrait in a sleeping state can break the tranquility here.

The space occupied by the sun in the room in the afternoon gradually narrowed. If Snape hadn't been his eyes, would he still blink, and he looked like he had become a sculpture.

"Little hand... go open the door, my useless idiot great-grandson, blocked out of the door by riddles." Phoenias Nigerus urged the little hand in his portrait, while he looked at Snape with his cunning squinting eyes. The fingers of the little hand that was really boring to hold his nest stood up, jumped off the table, twisted the middle and index fingers, walked towards the door, slid down from the handrail on the spiral stairs, and soon disappeared from Snape's vision.

Soon, Sirius cursed and cursed, "What the hell is this broken hand? And what the hell is this? What kind of noise is silent and sound... Even if you answer these correctly, what's the use of... Professor McGonagall is messing with me..."

Looking at Sirius opening the door, he unexpectedly saw Snape on the chair, and his expression became impatient: "Snot, what are you doing here? Want to eavesdrop again?"

"A idiot who can't even get the entry-level riddle right is not qualified to ask me." Snape's usual sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. "I'm a professor here. What do you want to do when you're an off-campus person?"

"Snape, you can only brag about answering riddles and other things..." Sirius pulled a chair casually, leaned back, raised the chair, and shouted to the ceiling, "Wash your hair when you have time, that ball of slush... It's amazing that your snot can become a professor, I thought Allen would fix this mistake after becoming the new principal."

"Being a professor is always better than a prodigal son. I know you like to be involved in everything. I think you must be very... happy..." Snape shook his head and was not willing to be outdone. "...You director seems to have always liked black (Black BLACK) things... Is this why you don't have to do anything when you go to the Ministry of Magic?"

"I warn you, snot," Sirius stood up, pushed away the chair, and walked towards Snape with great strides, pulling out his wand. "This is Hogwarts, let me help you recall the memories?"

This sentence also angered Snape. He showed his wand. The two of them posed for a stand and swept each other between each other's faces and the tip of the stick.
Chapter completed!