Rita's works continue her usual sensational style in style. Under the long period of gorgeous parallelism and complex modifiers, a male love that is not tolerated by the world is vividly displayed in Rita's writing. The quarrel between Harry and Ron is also written by Rita as a couple's entanglement. It is probably because the scale is too large that the Prophet Daily refused to publish such reports, and only the Wizard Weekly, which is willing to publish various gossip news, is willing to take over.

"Damn!" Ron couldn't help but swear, "Will Rita, a stupid woman who is afraid of the world's chaos, do something good?"

Harry had a blue face and said nothing.

"Weasley and Porter, although you have been a little bit of the show during this period, this is not the reason you can do whatever you want in my class." A cold voice came from behind them.

It was Snape, his malicious eyes were unconcealed.

"Gryffindor deducted ten."

Snape took advantage of their conversation and quietly walked to their desks. The whole class turned around and looked at them. Malfoy seized the opportunity and made a dirty gesture to Harry Potter from the other end of the classroom.

"Ha... are you still hiding under the table to read magazines?" Snape said again, grabbing the Witcher Weekly. "Gryffindor will deduct another ten more... But of course..." Snape's eyes fell on Rita Skitter's article, and his dark eyes suddenly appeared. "Potter needs to collect newspaper clippings..."

The Slytherins laughed in the underground classroom, and Snape's thin lips twisted, showing a malicious smile. What annoyed Harry was that Snape actually read the article loudly.

"The weight of life cannot bear - Harry Potter's secret sad history... Oh my God, my God, Potter, what are you doing? He may be a unique boy..."

Harry felt his face was having a fever. Snape paused every time he finished reading a sentence, making the Slytherins laugh enough. This article was even more effective after Snape's mouth. Harry and Ron wanted to find a hole to drill down.

"Oh my god." Snape glanced at Harry with a mean look. "I don't know that Potter and Weasley have this kind of hobby. I think it's not a good idea to put you two together. Separating you should help you concentrate on the preparation of the medicine instead of thinking about the messy dirty things. Weasley, sit next to Malfoy, as for Potter - go to the table in front of my podium. OK, move quickly."

Harry was so angry that he threw the ingredients and his schoolbag into the cauldron, then carried the cauldron to the empty table in front of the classroom. Snape followed, sat on his podium, watching Harry take out the things in the cauldron. Harry made up his mind not to look at Snape, and began to pound his scarab, fantasizing that each beetle had a Snape's face.

"I think you should go to St. Mungo, where the therapists can correct your already perverted hobby." Snape said in a voice that the whole class could hear. "You know, the wizards are not elves."

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside the classroom, interrupting Snape.

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