Don't you have any questions for me?

If not, please ask me to go back, okay?

I still have some things to do at Hogwarts, and I still have to teach.

I'm not in the mood to play silly trivia games with you here."

The oldest operator licked his lips nervously, coughed slightly, and cleared his throat.

Although he was a little rude, he still dared to speak. The other two Hogwarts officers, both of whom graduated from Slytherin, were under great pressure and sweating profusely when facing their dean.

"I'm sorry, Professor, uh, we're just asking a few questions, just a few questions. Please don't be angry."

With a smile on his face, he picked up the document at hand and said, "Well, that's it, Mr. Severus Snape, do you know Dowey Jones?"

Snape said indifferently: "Yes."

"Uh, please be specific, when did you meet?"

"When I was lurking beside the Dark Lord and spying for Dumbledore."

Snape continued to remain expressionless.

"So, uh, I mean, after he escaped from prison, did he come to see you?"

The man continued to follow the script and asked timidly. As he asked, he carefully looked at Snape's face. Snape still had a calm expression.

"No"

"Then did you provide any support, uh, no, professor, did you give him any extra help? Whether it was information or money?"

the operator asked.

Snape put his hands on his knees and grabbed his robes.

His face remained calm and calm.

However, it was obvious that his actions were not as relaxed as his face at all.

"No."

He said in a long tone.

"Then what he said, thank you for your funding, is there anything you need to defend?"

The operators were even more careful. They even held their breath, fearing that Professor Snape in front of them would be angry.

Snape took a deep breath.

He stared at the people in front of him and spoke slowly.

"No."

The few people in front of them were frightened. They knew that whenever Professor Snape showed this expression, he was about to get angry, but they had no way to escape from their responsibilities.

Looking at the last few questions above, they still bite the bullet: "But according to our investigation, Professor Snape, although you and Dowey Jones are not students in the same class, you have many common friends. You can

Circle all your mutual friends and tell us?

We need assistance with the investigation."

Hearing this, Snape looked at them coldly.

"You're wasting your time with me, aren't you?"

Snape was a little anxious.

Because I am anxious, I am angry.

Soon, it will be a full moon night again, which means that he needs to boil the potion at this time and distribute the potion to the damn Lupin and Lucius Malfoy.

If he continues to be distracted here, then Malfoy may have some problems.

No one would hope that one day after Lucius Malfoy commits suicide, a werewolf would run out of Malfoy Manor. If this happened, not only would problems arise in the Malfoy family, but he would also be involved.

Damn Dewey Jones.

At this moment, poor Mr. Snape wanted to cut Dowey Jones into pieces.
Chapter completed!