Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts.

Chapter 76 Hmph, Snape, how could he possibly make me sweat?

Chapter 76 Hmph, Snape, how could he possibly make me sweat?

"Logan, Joseph, who hung you here?"

Early in the morning, Snape stood in the center of the Great Hall, having just lowered the two poor little wizards from the ceiling dome, and said, suppressing his anger.

Dumbledore coughed lightly. "Severus, perhaps you should calm down. You're frightening them."

"You're absolutely right, Dumbledore." Snape raised an earlobe at the end of his sentence, then looked back at the two young wizards: "Now, tell me, who hung you two up?"

"Kaynheath of Gryffindor!" Logan's voice was so loud that even the house-elves cooking in the cellar could hear him.

"Um???"

Upon hearing this, the young wizards and most of the professors who were eating in the hall were all filled with question marks.

After all, Logan and Joseph were among the more adventurous second-year students in Slytherin, while at Hogwarts, most people wouldn't dare to be so adventurous without some serious skills.

As for Kane, although he was quite famous, known for his cross-dressing and unusual studies at Hogwarts, and also dabbling in some serious magic, they still couldn't believe that two second-year wizards could be defeated by Kane, a first-year wizard.

The moment Logan spoke, Snape felt relieved.

Everything makes sense; Kane really was able to hang those two little wizards from the dome.

Although he had indeed intended to keep his distance from Kane, the young wizard, he would never allow any of his academy's young wizards to be bullied, especially in such a humiliating way.

"So, Professor McGonagall, shouldn't we call Mr. Heath over?" Snape looked at Professor McGonagall, his pale face tense.

"Percy, could you please call Mr. Heath to my office?" Unlike Professor McGonagall, who simply believed Kane was capable of causing trouble.

She not only believed that Kane had the ability to cause trouble, but she also believed that Kane had the will to cause trouble.

In Professor McGonagall's office, Professor McGonagall, Snape, and two other aggrieved parties waited quietly. Unlike Professor McGonagall's doubts and Snape's accusations, Logan was confident.

Joseph's main motive was to be restless and uneasy. After all, while others might not know, he, Joseph, and Kane certainly did. Last night, they were the ones who started all the trouble.

If Snape found out that the two of them started the fight and hadn't even beaten the other person, he might skin them alive...

"Logan, we should let this go!" Joseph said through gritted teeth.

"We have two mouths, Joseph, you don't actually think Professor Snape would use Truth Potion on something so trivial, do you? Why don't you just stick your tongue out? I'm telling you, even if Professor Snape threatens me with the Killing Curse, I won't give in!"

Soon, Kane, wearing a combination of a horned hat and a top hat, arrived at Professor McGonagall's office, with two hot stones in his pocket that made his long black velvet robe droop down by about two centimeters.

Professor McGonagall looked at Kane's unusual outfit with a conflicted expression, then finally couldn't help but say, "Heath, can you please stop dressing like that? You're such a cute kid..."

"Professor McGonagall," Snape said quietly.

Professor McGonagall realized what was happening and put on a serious expression: "Mr. Heath, I think you need to explain to us why you hung two innocent Slytherin boys in the Great Hall."

Three question marks slowly rose above Kane's head: "So none of you asked the two victims who attacked first and who was on the defensive?"

In an instant, Snape realized that, if he had to put it in perspective, the conflicts among young wizards at Hogwarts in a semester totaled one stone, with Slytherins having an eight-tenths chance of starting the trouble.

Ultimately, it was the incident of the Slytherin boy being hung up in public that triggered his PTSD.

For a moment, my mind wasn't particularly clear.

However, before doing anything else, Snape decided to do one last thing to protect the young wizards of his own house, for example, by asking Kane, "Are you sure you didn't start this?"

"I'd even drink truth serum," Kane said, rolling his eyes.

The atmosphere at Hogwarts, where conflict resolution takes no regard for evidence, is such that what happens when a young wizard graduates from this school enters the Ministry of Magic?

Especially that Azkaban? Isn't there more wrongful convictions and miscarriages of justice than frogs falling from the sky in springtime on the Eternal Continent?

Snape, seeing Kane's fearless expression, already knew the truth. He turned to Logan and Joseph, and without even trying to put on a stern face or use a harsh tone, simply said calmly, "Tell me the truth."

Just as Joseph held his breath, preparing to follow Logan's advice and argue relentlessly, the previously defiant Logan suddenly broke down: "We started it, but it's not our fault. Flint apparently got criticized by Professor McGonagall because of Kanehis, and he's holding a grudge, so he gave us this unfortunate task. It's all Flint's fault. Professor Snape, please have mercy! And could you please not tell Flint about what we accidentally let slip?"

Joseph stared blankly at Logan, feeling as if he were saying, "We are ready to fight to the death, why has Your Majesty surrendered first?" But Logan revealed the whole truth, and he felt a rare sense of relief.

It was just that Flint pinned me down in the common locker and rubbed me for a bit when we got back to the Slytherin common room. I'm used to it.

Snape took a slow, deep breath. He should have thought of this sooner: "Go back to the Slytherin common room, clean the common lavatory spot spotless, and no magic allowed! Then await your week-long Filch confinement."

Logan and Joseph felt like they had been granted a pardon and quickly left Professor McGonagall's office.

After closing the office door, Joseph breathed a sigh of relief: "Didn't you say you were going to see it through no matter what? And you look a little nervous; your feet are all sweaty."

"Ha, just kidding. How could Professor Snape's level of pressure possibly make me sweat?"

Logan chuckled.

"Why don't you touch it yourself?" Joseph rolled his eyes and said.

As if to convince Joseph, Logan casually reached out and touched it, then chuckled, "Don't worry, it's really not sweat."

"But there really is water on the ground."

"There is water, but it's not sweat."

The two strolled away unsteadily, when suddenly, with a bang, a house-elf wearing a Hogwarts pillowcase appeared, holding a mop and constantly cleaning the water stains on the floor with its mouth moving.

Meanwhile, in Professor McGonagall's office.

"Is this all I'm supposed to do here?" Kane asked, shrugging.

Professor McGonagall nodded awkwardly. Even if Snape really wanted to continue harassing her, she had to help Kane avoid trouble, since ultimately it was her fault.

The fact that I used the Kane Curse to instantly stop and break spells in my transfiguration homework back then led to criticism of almost half of the upperclassmen, which is why Kane was resented.

Professor McGonagall looked apologetic and took a Transfiguration notebook from her school days from the bookshelf behind her, handing it to Kane.

"This was my oversight, but please rest assured, Mr. Heath, I believe no one will bother you again."

"Isn't that right, Severus?" Professor McGonagall said, then looked at Snape.

Snape nodded. "That's right."

Kane took the notebook and looked at Snape with the same look he gave Professor McGonagall.

"You don't expect me to compensate you too, do you?"

ummm

Clearly, under Snape's intense gaze, Kane ultimately decided to back down and left Professor McGonagall's office.

Back in the Gryffindor common room, unable to fall asleep, he simply went straight to the spot where Harry and his two friends were hiding, sat down on the sofa, and started reading Professor McGonagall's notes.

Unlike Harlow and Hermione, who weren't particularly sensitive to grades, Hermione was extremely sensitive to them and asked with great concern, "Kane, you've penalized me again... What book is this?"

Kane pointed to the Professor McGonagall notes he was holding.

"This one?"

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