Hogwarts: Dumbledore reigned over the wizarding world

Chapter 34 Bargaining (Part )

The philosophy in this sentence doesn't sound like something an 11-year-old child could say.

Snape looked at Vaughan and suddenly hesitated about his previous thoughts.

Vaughn noticed his hesitation and asked, "Professor, is there anything you would like me to do?"

Looking at the smiling face, for some reason, Snape thought of Dumbledore - the old guy who always smiled in front of him.

In fact, the moment Vaughan arrived at the Quidditch field and saw the Gryffindors, he knew what Snape wanted him to do. This perennial otaku would only take the initiative to come out of his basement to watch what he considered a "stupid sport" when it came to Harry!
Sure enough, Snape, who had maintained his aloof personality for a while, asked dryly, "What do you think of Potter's Quidditch skills?"

"Great." Vaughn looked at the little lions who had already started training above, and Harry's thin figure quickly shuttled through the wind and rain.

He looked at Snape and said with a malicious look, "Everyone says that Harry inherited his father's talent. Gryffindor believes that no Seeker from other house teams can match Harry."

Boom!

Vaughan seemed to hear the sound of teeth grinding.

He saw Snape clench his hands, and his dark eyes showed a rare strong emotion.

It’s hard to tell whether it’s remembrance or hatred.

But it was clear he was no longer beating around the bush: "Vaughn Weasley, if I put you on the Slytherin team, could you beat him?"

Vaughan appropriately expressed his surprise: "Professor, why? You know, Harry and I are friends, and I don't like Quidditch very much."

"Hehe, my friend... you just need to tell me if you can do it?"

"This... should be possible."

Vaughn looked confident and innocent. "But Professor, I have a lot to do, especially experimenting with medicinal herbs. Not only does it take up a lot of my time, it also costs a lot of money. I also have to make money by boiling herbs..."

"I'll give you the materials!"

Snape almost squeezed these words out from between his teeth.

"I also have to focus on my studies. You know I love studying, and homework takes up a lot of my time every day..."

"I will contact Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick." Snape's expression grew even colder. "Given your level in Transfiguration and Charms, I believe they will cancel your homework, including my Potions class! But you can't skip the homework for other classes."

"That's great." Vaughn said cheerfully, "Also, I noticed that in the book you gave me this time, apart from the Oblivion Charm, there's no other memory magic, such as Legilimency..."

Snape's face was ashen.

He was now certain that the Weasley in front of him had the same bad character as Dumbledore!
Greedy and never shows mercy when in power!

Absolutely abominable!
But after taking a few deep breaths, he said dryly: "Next summer vacation, I will send you a book... Don't go too far, Weasley!"

Vaughn was still not satisfied. Such a good opportunity for blackmail...

Unfortunately, judging by Snape's expression, these demands had already reached his bottom line.

But he still added one more thing: "I hope Slytherin has a new captain. Marcus Flint is a fool."

Snape instinctively wanted to throw his robes away and walk away.

But think carefully about Marcus Flint - he was a tall and burly guy who looked like a gorilla, with well-developed limbs and good athletic ability, but the material composition of his brain was unknown.

Dumber than a troll.

He suddenly felt that there seemed to be nothing wrong with Vaughn's request.

He had to ask dryly again: "Do you have a candidate?"

Vaughn's expression was indescribable: "No..."

Even as the two, having agreed on a price, left the Quidditch pitch in the wind and rain, they still hadn't found a replacement for Flint. Vaughn himself was certainly out of the question, and no matter how much Snape wanted to discourage Harry, he wouldn't ask Vaughn to waste too much time on Quidditch. Torn between these two, Vaughn sighed to Snape before parting ways:
"Professor, can the college recruit a few more normal people next year? The requirements are not high, just a little bit of brains is enough."

Snape: "..."

……

Two days later in the morning, Vaughan, who was visiting Gryffindor, received a package delivered by owl.

He was having dinner with the trio at the time.

These days, although Vaughn has focused all his energy on learning new spells and potions, he is well aware of Harry's actions.

One of the three is his younger brother and the other is his spy.

Harry is also known for his loud mouth, nicknamed "as tight-lipped as a jar".

Even though Vaughan had never actively paid attention, he knew that Harry was tracking down the small package that Hagrid had taken from Gringotts.

They even found the room where Lu Wei was.

That was one night more than two weeks ago.

When Harry finished his last day of detention, Ron and Hermione went to pick him up, but they ran into Mrs. Norris and Peeves on the way.

After Peeves was taught a lesson by Vaughan, Vaughan taught Hermione the magic that could cure him. Feeling that he was alone and powerless, Peeves began to form an alliance with Filch.

Of course, that's what it thinks.

In fact, it started to work with Mrs. Norris. It was responsible for crossing walls and jumping over obstacles to find the little wizard who wandered at night.

Mrs. Norris was responsible for calling Filch.

When enemies meet, they are extremely jealous of each other. Peeves is afraid of Vaughn, but not afraid of the trio at all. It yells in the corridor and cooperates with Mrs. Norris to chase the trio to the fourth floor and drive them into a room.

"You're dead! The three-headed dog will definitely bite you to death!"

Peeves rolled happily in the air.

It was in that room that the trio saw the three-headed dog, and Hermione also noticed that there was a trapdoor under the dog's feet.

"The package Hagrid took must be hidden under the trapdoor."

Harry swore to Vaughan yesterday, "That's Dumbledore's stuff. It must be very important. It's a pity that we don't know what it is."

So Vaughan goaded him maliciously: "Why don't you just ask Hagrid?"

Harry, who had been in the academy for a while, was now much more confident and no longer shy. He questioned, "Hagrid is very tight-lipped. He wouldn't tell me."

"That's not necessarily true. Just say you saw a three-headed dog."

So early this morning, Harry, Ron, and Hermione excitedly went to Vaughan and asked, "How did you know that if you said that, Hagrid would reveal the news?"

Vaughan smiled but said nothing.

Where do you think Harry learned his big mouth?

"Hagrid said the three-headed dog was called Fluffy, and he loaned it to Dumbledore to guard something."

Harry took a breath, and Ron said, "It's about Nick Flamel."

Hermione finally said, "I'm sure I've seen the name before, but I can't remember it no matter how hard I try. I looked it up last night and it didn't turn up anything. Vaughn, did you know?"

All three looked at Vaughn eagerly.

(End of this chapter)