After hearing this, Snape and Dumbledore had different expressions on their faces. Snape's face was filled with confusion and confusion, while Dumbledore's expression was full of solemnity and contemplation.
"It's an important piece of information. It revealed many details that I didn't understand. Thank you, Leon. It's very late now. You should go back and rest.”After Dumbledore finished thinking, his expression relaxed a lot, and he began to dismiss Leon, the child laborer.
Leon didn't refuse. He had already finished what he wanted to do for the time being. He was still young, and staying up late would make him bald, so Leon walked straight into Hogwarts.
Dumbledore and Snape followed behind him, not communicating the entire time. It was not until Leon entered the underground Slytherin lounge that Dumbledore brought Snape to the headmaster's office. As for what they talked about, only God knew.
Tonight was quite an exciting night for Leon. Although he had been using modern weapons, the most he had used before was a frag grenade. His usual weapon was still the M1911 pistol. Today, he tried out an assault rifle and an RPG rocket. It felt quite good.
"Maybe I can keep this game in the future. It seems that modern weapons are still a powerful threat to wizards.”After making the decision that would make countless wizards fear the Muggle world, Leon fell asleep happily.
This time, when Leon woke up normally, it was already late in the morning.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. It's already ten o'clock.”Looking at his pocket watch, his expression darkened. If he remembered correctly, the first class in the morning was Professor McGonagall's Shapeshifting class. Even if he rushed over now, he would probably only see Professor McGonagall announcing the end of class with a serious expression. He decided not to rush, took a shower, and leisurely walked towards the auditorium.
As it was class time, there were very few young wizards in Hogwarts. Only the occasional ghost shuttling through the corridors told Leon that this academy was magical and that he was not dreaming. However, just as he reached the second floor, a sharp voice suddenly came from above Leon's head.
"Ah, a little wizard who skipped class! Hehehe."
Leon looked in the direction of the voice and saw a child-like ghost wearing a Santa hat floating above his head. However, Leon knew that this was not a ghost, but a spirit that had existed since Hogwarts was founded. It was a product of the various psychological pressures and suppressed pranks of the previous young wizards, Peeves.
"Peeves, I don't want to mess with you when you're bullying Filch and his cats, or attacking little wizards after class with water balls.”Leon had a headache facing this guy who loved to play pranks.
"Peeves is going to tell the professors about you, you bad little wizard!”Peeves ignored Leon and continued to scream, his voice shrill and noisy.
Leon took out his wand and thought for a moment. He didn't use any harmful spells, so he put it back."Fred George and I are good friends. If you're really bored, go wait for them to finish class. I stuffed them with a few big dung eggs. Perhaps you can use them in the subsequent pranks.”
"Is that so? Dungball, it looks interesting, but if you try to trick Peeves, you're screwed.”At this, Peeves folded his arms over his chest, looked Leon up and down as if trying to remember what he looked like, and then walked straight through the wall.
Hogwarts had a history of more than a thousand years, and the only people who bore witness to this history were the ghosts and Peeves. Therefore, Leon still had the necessary respect and tolerance for these special existences. After all, respecting the old and loving the young was a traditional virtue. Of course, Leon was mainly greedy for what they knew about the ancient secrets and hidden secrets of Hogwarts.
For many young wizards, this castle was just a school for them to spend their teenage years in. For Leon, it was also a treasure trove of secrets and stories. People could not blindly pursue power and money. They had to find some interests and fun.
Meeting and communicating with Peeves was just a small, daily occurrence, and he had not gone upstairs to catch up with Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class, but to see the Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers 'office on the third floor, Quirrell's former office.
After all, he had already sent Quirrell away. Searching for Quirrell's inheritance and inheriting his will was his mission. After all, after killing the Boss, how could he not loot the corpse?
However, Leon was disappointed when he arrived at the Dark Arts teacher's office. Snape was sorting out Quirrell's belongings inside the open office door and throwing them into a storage box. At the same time, he placed his own style of decorations.
"Director, are you planning to take over the place?”Seeing how quickly Snape had moved, Leon knew that Snape had taken over the temporary Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher position from Dumbledore.
"No, from today on, until Dumbledore finds another teacher willing to come and teach Defense Against the Dark Arts, I'll take over.”Snape was clearly pleased, and his way of speaking had softened considerably.
"You also know that this position is unlucky and cursed.”Leon reminded Snape helplessly. He was really afraid that his dean would be taken away by some inexplicable thing during class.
"I know, but I only need to be there for half a year. It's not a problem. I don't need to be there for a full year. Wizards who used to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts only need to resign within a year. At most, they will be injured.”Snape consoled Leon.
"Quirrell's only been teaching for three months and he's already dead, Professor.”Leon couldn't bear to see Snape jump into the abyss, so he tried to dissuade him again.
"Are you worried about me?" Hearing Leon's repeated attempts to dissuade him, Snape asked Leon with a strange expression.
"Yes, I am." Leon replied without hesitation. He was not a tsundere, and he could not waste this opportunity to gain more favorable impression points.
Snape closed his eyes for a long time before opening them again."But Defense Against the Dark Arts has to have a professor.”
"F * ck, that's not auspicious. Professor, don't talk nonsense.”Hearing Snape's familiar words, Leon rushed forward to cover Snape's mouth. The last person who said that was already frozen on the ice throne.
(I don't know if you guys know this, but let me explain. It's a World of Warcraft meme."There must be a Lich King.")
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's the weekend today, so I slept a little longer. However, I can continue to update in the afternoon. Brothers, don't worry.
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