Hogwarts transfer students just want to be in love

The commotion here quickly attracted the attention of the teachers, and as the dean of Slytherin House, Snape naturally took the lead.

He first saw the chaotic scene and frowned deeply.

"How is this going?"

He looked around at the crowd, and saw the conspicuous Mo Bai in the crowd at a glance, and raised his eyebrows.

Why is this kid again?

"What are you doing here? I remember you were a Gryffindor student, right?"

"Good evening, Professor Snape," Mo Bai politely said hello first, making Snape feel a heavy punch hit the cotton.

"As for why this is so, I can explain it."

"Oh? Then I want to hear it."

"Your student Draco 'kindly' gave me a plate of desserts. I think Crabbe liked it very much. Adhering to the principle of 'a gentleman does not take what others like', he gave him the cakes, but he ate them. That's it when it's over..."

Mo Bai spread his hands, with an innocent look of "I'm just kind".

Snape turned his head to see Draco's pale face, and then turned his attention to the messy desserts on the table.

Picking it up and smelling it, his brows furrowed even deeper.

"A love potion?"

He turned around quickly and stared heavily at Draco, Draco's pale face was already faintly blue.

I will settle accounts with you later!
He waved his wand, and Braque, who was still lying on Goyle's body trying to kiss him, rolled his eyes, and then he was so soft that he fell on Goyle's fat body, and there was a snoring sound quickly.

"Come a few people and carry him to my office."

"And you!" He glared at Draco again.

Seeing Snape wanting to calm things down, Mobai's eyes narrowed.

"Professor, I seem to have heard you say...a love potion? What is that?"

This sentence immediately broke Snape's desire to protect his shortcomings.

He turned his head and took a deep look at Mobai. Now they were in the auditorium during dinner time. The commotion here had already attracted everyone's attention, even Dumbledore had set his sights here.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, it was impossible for him to ignore Mo Bai's question.

"The love potion is the most effective and powerful love potion. It can make the person who takes it crazy infatuated with the designated person."

He glanced coldly at the drowsy Crabbe and Goyle, who was still doubting his life at this moment, "Just like these two idiots."

The eyes of the girls around were brightened when they heard the words, and many eyes were on Mo Bai.

"However!" Snape's voice became serious, and he glanced at the girls with warning eyes, "Love potion can't really create love, all it can bring is a strong sense of obsession, other love Same goes for potions."

"As far as I know, people who use this medicine rashly will not end well, unless you can use it for your partner for a lifetime."

"Moreover, some wizards with powerful magic can also resist this effect with their own strength."

He looked at Mo Bai, and Mo Bai smiled, but didn't speak.

He recognized the potion when he smelled daffodils and sunlight.

Because this kind of potion has a characteristic, the smell is different from person to person, he asked about daffodils, because when he and Hermione first met, the daffodils were blooming in the garden.

Similarly, what Hermione smelled was the black tea he made himself.

And Harry and Ron, the two silly boys, obviously haven't figured it out yet, so they just find the desserts drugged with love potions very attractive.

Speaking of the love potion, I heard it from his old man. It was said that a female subordinate of his used to use this kind of thing to confuse him, but he noticed it in time.

He didn't ask about the woman's result, and he knew that he could use the Cruciatus Curse to punish himself, who he regarded as his parent and child, let alone other people.

However, Mo Bai looked at Draco who was sitting on the chair with more interest.

Although he knew that this person wanted to deal with him, he thought it was some vicious curse or a magic item before, but he didn't expect such a pediatric thing as the love potion.

He looked at the pale Draco and curled his lips.

But yes, no matter how much Draco resented him, he was just a 12-year-old kid. He just wanted to make himself a big fool in front of the teachers and students of Hogwarts, and he never thought of killing anyone.

This person may, it seems, not be broken to the bone?
But even though it was just a love potion, the target was the short and fat guy Gore, and he was also vicious.

It is simply social death.

There must be some punishment.

He applauded, "Thank you for the popularization, professor, then I want to ask Mr. Malfoy, why is there a love potion in the cake you gave me?"

"Could it be that……"

He put on a terrified and disgusted expression, "You have a crush on me?"

Draco's expression has turned from white to blue, and now it has turned into a miserable green as if poisoned.

"I didn't!"

He jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"I just wanted to teach you a lesson!"

"Draco Malfoy!"

Snape's stern roar calmed Malfoy's nerves aroused by Mobai, and only then did he see the strange eyes of the students around him.

Mo Bai smiled, "Professor Snape, how would you deal with a classmate who maliciously used magic potions without knowing justice?"

Hogwarts students all know that the deans of the four major colleges, the dean of Slytherin, are the most protective. This also led to the fact that Slytherin College won the House Cup for seven consecutive years before Harry Potter enrolled.

Now that he is directly piercing it in front of everyone, no matter how much he protects his shortcomings, it is impossible for him to do it so grandiosely.

Gritting his teeth, "Slytherin deducted... 100 points, Draco will be detained for a month."

"A fair verdict, Professor Snape."

Mo Bai applauded again, "Since the matter is over, can I go back to my position?"

Snape waved his hand angrily, "Go ahead."

As soon as Mo Bai turned around, he noticed a gaze, turned his head to look, and saw Lockhart's dodging eyes.

He squinted his eyes, and moved his eyes again, meeting Dumbledore's helpless eyes.

Mo Bai shrugged, this time it was not him who caused trouble.

Dumbledore nodded slightly, then turned his head outside again.

Mo Bai knew that this was the time to "open a small stove" every day.

He went back to call Hermione, and couldn't help laughing.

He remembered that when he skipped class with his classmates in his previous life, the other party seemed to shake his head like Old Dengtou.

Does this mean that the older you are, the more childlike you are?