Chapter 17
"During class, I noticed that the details of your handling of potions are somewhat different from those in the book." Hermione asked straight to the point.
"This book has been published for who knows how many years. It is normal that some parts are behind. We need to make adjustments. Okay, I am also very sleepy after a three-hour class in the afternoon. Let's go back to the common room, Hermione, and talk about it another day, maybe the library." Thorne patted Hermione's shoulder without much spirit, and walked towards the Slytherin common room with the two of them.
"Then tomorrow! Tomorrow afternoon in the library!"
"...Okay." Thorne waved his hand.
...........
"How do you feel?" After returning to the common room, Draco looked at Thorne who was dizzy and asked.
"Little Snape, take it."
"Well, fortunately there is no one else here, you are really brave." Draco said with a wry smile.
"By the way, what about the other two? Crabbe and Goyle?" Thorne sat up from the sofa and asked again.
"I went to the hall to eat. I asked them to pack two for us." Draco replied.
"...You asked them to pack up. I think this is more like snatching food from a tiger's mouth." Thorne said after a moment of hesitation.
"What do you mean?" Draco said.
Thorne was about to explain to him when he was interrupted by a loud noise, no, two loud noises.
Crabbe and Goyle were thrown in from the door of the lounge one after another and fell at Draco's feet.
"That's what I mean." Thorne rolled his eyes helplessly, and the wand appeared in his hand without knowing when.
"Black and Malfoy, I sincerely hope that you two can manage your followers and stop letting them put food on other students' plates." A tall and thin second-year Slytherin walked in from the door and said slowly.
"Settle! It's not your turn to discipline them." Draco's face sank instantly and said in a cold voice.
"Why waste your words with him? Are you pretending to be a cultured person?" Thorne, who was standing by, showed his poor speaking ability. Just like an American Iai, he raised his wand and aimed a red light at Settle.
In an instant, the latter's skin and flesh melted like ice cream, and he stood there as if he had no feeling, but his consciousness became more and more blurred, until...
Pah...
The whole lounge suddenly seemed to explode. The timid ones quickly ran back to the dormitory and got into the bed, while the brave ones quietly ran out of the lounge to find the professor.
Of course, there were also smart people, such as Alberd. He knew that this situation was a pure bad lawsuit and would offend people no matter how he handled it, so he lay in the bed with his heart, and it seemed that he would not wake up for a second before Snape arrived.
Soon, Snape also walked in with thumping steps, and nodded imperceptibly at Settle, who fell to the ground with his skin melting all over his body.
"Have some sense. Two people will take him to the hospital wing. Mr. Black, come with me!" Snape said coldly.
"OK." Thorne shrugged and followed. Snape was very depressed along the way, his lips seemed to be welded together, and he came all the way to the principal's office.
"Your so-called good boy melted someone's skin in the Slytherin lounge. Now he is lying in the hospital wing. Didn't you say you can teach students? I brought him to you and will teach him slowly." Snape said with a fake smile.
"Well, can I know the cause and effect?" Dumbledore pinched his crooked nose and asked with a grin.
"I think it's probably that Draco asked Goyle and Crabbe to help bring food to the hall, but they both had a big appetite, so they took away the food in front of Settle."
"Settle taught them a lesson and threw them into the lounge to humiliate them, and then that's it." Thorne explained.
"So, this is standing up for a friend?" Dumbledore asked.
"I don't really like them, but they are friends." Thorne thought for a moment and said.
"How is Mr. Setos injured?" Dumbledore asked Snape again.
"The flesh magic melted his skin, but there is no damage that cannot be cured, so it is still a bit measured." Snape said.
"Is that so... I need you to go to the hospital wing to apologize to Mr. Setos. Similarly, after Mr. Setos is discharged from the hospital wing, he also needs to apologize to Mr. Goyle and Mr. Crabbe. What do you think?" Dumbledore asked.
"Hehe... Give each of them fifty slaps, but it's better than ignoring or even secretly providing help." Snape said at Thorne.Snape said sarcastically behind him.
"I'm sorry, I've been regretting it for so many years, but now we are talking about Thorne..." Dumbledore said.
"......OK, what do you think?" Snape nodded and asked Thorne again.
"I'll go back to apologize to him." Thorne spread his hands and said.
"Then go."
The two walked out of the principal's office, and Thorne suddenly asked: "You said before that it's better than ignoring it before or even secretly providing help... What do you mean."
Snape suddenly stopped, and after a moment of silence, he said: "You have a good relationship with him, and you are a vested interest. Why are you asking so many questions?"
"I understand, I won't mention this matter again." Thorne said quickly.
But Snape obviously wanted to say something. After thinking for a while, he said, "Dumbledore is not a perfect person. On the contrary, he has many shortcomings. In short... don't think too highly of him, so that when he shows his true colors, you will accept it faster."
"I will."
Until the two walked out of the corridor, the stone statue moved to reveal Draco and the other two staring at each other outside.
"What are you doing here?" Snape asked.
"We wanted to help Thorne, but we didn't go in." Draco said a little embarrassedly.
"The matter is resolved." Snape said briefly and immediately turned around and left, leaving the four people staring at each other here.
"How did you solve it?" Draco asked.
"I went to the hospital wing to apologize to Setus, and he apologized to Gower Crabbe after he recovered. It's that simple." Thorne replied.
"Let's go together. Setus has many friends. It's easy to suffer if you go alone." Draco said.
"Huh?" Thorne looked at Draco with strange eyes.
"What's wrong?"
".......Forget it, I'd rather not tell you. I'm afraid it might hurt you." Thorne finally shook his head.