Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

Chapter 743: Fighting for Power, but in the Opposite Direction

Not long after, although it was still dark, many young wizards came to the auditorium and professors also arrived one by one.

Professor Horace Slughorn was not used to the current breakfast time at Hogwarts when he first arrived.

After eating a few meals in which Raven had added [Energy Potion], his biological clock was quickly adjusted.

As the professors took their seats, the young wizards made sounds of doubt and surprise.

By the way, is there some dirty guy among the professors? Why did I see that greasy guy again? Is he trying to compete with Professor Slughorn for a position?

"Professor Horace, you are a senior and you should sit in the headmaster's seat. Please let me be the headmaster of Slytherin. I have been sitting there for more than ten years anyway." Snape said with a stiff smile.

Professor Slughorn was not to be outdone. He maintained his dignity as an old Slytherin and replied elegantly, "No, Severus, you are Dumbledore's agent, so sit in his seat. I am the head of Slytherin, so it is appropriate for me to sit here."

However, no matter what they said, they seemed unable to convince each other, and both Snape and Horace Slughorn kept their hands firmly on the back of the Slytherin Headmaster's chair, never letting go.

Feeling the gazes of the little wizards in the auditorium, which were focused on the professors' seats, and realizing that the little wizards were secretly focusing their eyes on the two professors who were competing for the seat of the Dean of Slytherin House, Professor McGonagall felt that her morning grumpiness, which had disappeared for more than seventy years, had reappeared. How shameful, so shameful!

As the vice-president, she could no longer remain silent and had to take action.

"Ahem, Professor Snape, you are no longer the head of Slytherin." Professor McGonagall reminded.

At first glance, this statement may sound a bit blunt and heartless.

But Snape and Professor McGonagall have been colleagues for more than ten years. Before that, Professor McGonagall was also his mentor.

Snape knew that although his previous act of quitting the job was to please Dumbledore, it also hurt the old professor McGonagall's heart.

So he smiled awkwardly, not daring to say anything more, and walked obediently to Dumbledore's seat.

Then he looked at Professor McGonagall again and gave her an awkward smile.

The Gryffindor Table,

"He wants to switch seats with Professor McGonagall. Since Professor McGonagall is the Deputy Headmistress, it's appropriate for her to sit there."

At the long table, Harry translated Snape's thoughts to Ron and Hermione. As he spoke, he imitated Snape's greasy accent, which made Ron and Hermione laugh out loud.

However, they didn't notice that Professor Snape was staring at them, seemingly displeased with their laughter.

Harry suddenly felt a chill. He turned around and saw Professor Snape looking at them with a sinister look, which made him shudder.

He quickly lowered his head and pretended to focus on the food in front of him.

However, under Professor McGonagall's fierce glare, Snape sat down obediently like a guilty student.

"That's horrible!" Ron exclaimed, commenting on Professor McGonagall's sharp eyes. "I almost stood up."

Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron in annoyance, but in fact, she was also full of surprise.

"I didn't expect that Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape would get along in this way. Why didn't I notice this before?"

As Snape's apprentice, Harry took the initiative to explain to everyone.

"All Professor McGonagall needs is a Slytherin headmaster with enough dignity. Only in this way can she effectively manage the Slytherin guys. After all, Professor McGonagall is not only the headmaster of Gryffindor House, but also the vice-headmaster of Hogwarts. As for how to treat the headmaster...just look at how Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall get along with each other."

[The headmaster doesn't need face.] Ron and Hermione both drew this conclusion from Harry's lingering words.