When Severus heard the title of the book, he wanted to hit his forehead. Of course he didn't. Instead, he let out a resigned snort.
"I should have guessed that too."
Harry stopped stroking the books and looked at his teacher.
"What do you mean?"
"Actually, I didn't mean to tell you, but you would have found out anyway. since Hagrid was cleared of all allegations he has a new job. "
"WHAT!? Does that mean he's not at Hogwarts anymore? "
"Potter, please let me finish. But he's at Hogwarts. I should have said better that he has an extra job. Namely the one for the care of magical creatures. "
Harry smiled all over his face.
"That's great. That was his dream job even when he was still at school. and he is also the reason why I am also interested in it. "
"Nice for you," came from Snape.
"Um, but what exactly does that have to do with Beiß-Buch?"
Severus couldn't believe it. 'Now the guy is giving him a name, and then that too.'
"If you have to give this thing a name, then a decent one, please. And as for your question, Hagrid chose this book for his students. as you said, absolutely typical. "
Harry could only agree with that. He looked at the book in his hand, which seemed to be dozing. He opened it and leafed through it a bit.
"Maybe I'll just call it a chest."
severus, just getting out of bed, almost tripped over his own feet.
"Do you read novels?"
That earned him an angry glint from his student.
"Yes, I do, and not just novels. I like to read."
"I've never heard of that before."
"Of course not, you would hardly approve if I took out a book in your class."
"I would be happy if you read the potions book."
"I do, but it's not always helpful."
Severus already had a snappy comment in store, but then held back. But only because it was the boy's birthday today.
"Get out of bed at last, then I can clean it."
immediately Harry did as he was told.
While Severus tended to the bed and nibbled furniture, Harry sat at the desk. He took out his stationery and began writing to Hagrid. blacky sat down next to him on the floor and looked over his shoulder.
Severus, seeing this, didn't know whether it was funny or sad. 'Why is the boy so small? That's not normal.'
"Potter, what are you doing?"
"I'm writing to Hagrid. After all, I need a place for Blacky. "
The teacher looked at the dog again. He had his doubts that the mutt could simply be quartered with the half-giant. well, he couldn't care less as long as he didn't live with him.
Harry quickly finished the letter and tied it to his owl's leg.
"Hedwig, would you be so kind as to bring that to Hagrid? Or would you prefer to rest for a while? "
the owl shook its head, then nipped at her confidante again and set off.
"A really intelligent animal that you have there."
Severus almost backed away in shock when the boy beamed at him.
"Is not it? hedwig was my first present ever. I got it from Hagrid when he came with me to Diagon Alley. "
It took a moment for the message to arrive, but then the jailer had to sit down. his first gift. What should that mean, if you please? What about the boy's relatives?
Not only Severus seemed to have irritated the statement. Blacky also let out a faint whimper. then he put his massive head on the boy's lap.
Only now seemed to have noticed what he had said.
"Um, I mean ..."
When the dog and teacher looked at him, he bowed his head.
"Not so important. in any case, Hedwig is the smartest owl in all of Hogwarts. "
As if she wanted to agree with the boy, another owl came through the window and crashed head-on on the table top. She continued to slide and knocked over the inkwell.
"Quod erat demonstrandum."
Harry grinned at his teacher.
"Right, this is Errol, the Weasley's owl. It is getting a bit old. "
"Something? The cattle were old by Arthur Weasley's school days. a miracle that he can still fly at all. "
"I know, but they don't have the money for a new owl. Or rather, they gave Percy one. In addition, owls live to be 70 to 80 years old. "
"Those in the magical world are even older. But still, this one should have been retired a long time ago. "
Harry ignored the stink and took care of Errol first. he freed him from his burden, got a cloth, and cleaned it of the ink.
"Let me do that. You just smear it. "
With a magic everything was clean again.
"Oh, a present from Ron and Mrs. Weasley. Do you want one too? "
with that the boy held out a box of cookies.
Severus was surprised that the boy offered him something.
"Thank you."
They tasted really good. No wonder the Weasley boys always fought over their mother's packages.
there was silence for a while. Harry read his friend's letter, unwrapped the present, some candy, and then wrote him a letter too.
"I'll give it to you later, Errol. First of all you will recover. "
he gave the animal some more water and some owl biscuits. Then he fed Blacky.
"Potter, it's dinner time."
"What beautiful?"
"Yes, you spent the day washing the dog and escaping from a book."
"Okay, um, Blacky, do you want to come down with me?"
The dog immediately jumped up enthusiastically.
Severus abstained from comment. Though he could think of a few.
Downstairs they sat down again at a table in the corner. Harry gave his teacher a funny look.
"What? I told you I would keep an eye on you. "
"Can I go to the toilet alone?"
Severus sent him a death look.
"Don't act like that. besides, I live here now too, so you will probably bear me at your table. "
Harry shrugged. He ordered the cheapest dish, Severus noticed.
"Potter, I told you the Ministry would pay for everything. you can also order something else. "
"I like potatoes. Also, it would be outrageous to take advantage of this generosity. After all, the minister didn't throw me out of school. "
Severus couldn't help but be amazed at the answer. he would have thought that the kid would just take extra liberties.
When the meal came, Severus noticed something else. The boy seemed anxious to eat slowly. again and again he seemed to have to keep himself from gobbling. Apparently the kid had manners after all. He was about to say something when they were disturbed.
"Excuse me. Are you Mr. Potter? "
Harry almost dropped the fork in shock. Slowly he turned to the man next to him. He swallowed.
"Um, yes."
"Oh great. It is my pleasure to meet the savior of the world. "
"What, the world? That's not true at all, Mr. "
"Tang, Hannibal Tang. And of course you saved our world. And that three times. "
"3 times?"
Confused, the boy looked at his teacher. Then on to Blacky.
As it looked, not much would be missing and he would seek shelter behind the dog.
Severus decided to intervene.
"Mr. Tang. My name is Professor Snape, I'm one of Mr. Potter's teachers, as you can see the boy is eating. so what do you want? "
"Are you the hero's teacher? It must be an inspiration to teach this young man. "
Harry almost choked on his pumpkin juice. He stared at his teacher with wide eyes. at first it seemed like it was struck by lightning. But he caught himself much faster than his student.
"I can assure you that I don't make any distinctions between my students. So again the question: What do you want from Mr. Potter? "
"Yeah, well, I'd very much like to work as a defense teacher at Hogwarts."
"VOLUNTARY?" It came from both of them at the same time. Blacky, too, had straightened up and looked at the man in real disbelief.
"Absolutely. However, the job for this year is already taken. But I know that there is a curse on the subject. the teacher will therefore no longer be there at the end of the year. "
Tang looked at Harry meaningfully. It turned white.
"But, I didn't mean to. I was just defending myself. And Lockhart erased his own memory. "
"I know that. I didn't mean to assume anything to you. Both incidents were reported in detail in the Prophet. I just wanted to ask you to take the curse off the subject at the end of this year. as I said, I would really like to teach for more than a year. "
The man grinned at the boy.
Harry looked again at his teacher for help. He was now afraid that the bran would tip over from his chair.
"And how do you think Mr. Potter could break that curse?"
"I beg you Professor, we're talking about the boy-who-lives. That shouldn't be a problem for him. after all, he has already won three times against the darkest of all wizards. Besides, look, he even tamed a Grimm. "
"Blacky ain't no Grimm," came the soft growled reply from Harry. He didn't even comment on the rest.
Severus would have liked to jump at the guy's throat. What was he assuming? Apart from the fact that Potter looked more like a frightened kitten than a brave lion at the moment.
The dog was already standing on end. he had also placed himself closer to his little protégé.
Severus began to speak softly in his deadliest teacher tone.
"Mr. Tang, I would advise you to turn to someone else with your insolent demands. Mrpotter will definitely not break any curses, that's what the curse breakers are for, they ask. And now you go away. And I advise you not to bother my student any further. "
as in class, the wizard before him grew paler and paler. He walked back slowly. He glanced at Harry one more time and then fled the inn.
"Thank you."
Severus just nodded.
Harry quickly gobbled down the rest of his meal and then left the taproom as well. He was more than uncomfortable with the looks of the other guests. Again, it didn't take long and his professor came after him.
"How did the man know about my battles against Voldemort?"
Severus winced but otherwise didn't show anything. In contrast to Blacky who really whimpered. Harry stroked him.
"From the newspaper, as he already said."
"But how did they know?"
"What do you mean, where from? I thought you read the newspaper. "
"Whenever I read my name I turn the pages."
Severus looked at his student in disbelief. The boy didn't even read the articles about himself? he always thought Potter basked in his fame. Another point to think about later.
"The ministry naturally asked the principal about the fate of the teachers. And so it went its way. "
"Great, so the ministry told the newspaper people about my 'heroic deeds'."
He spat the word right out.
"No, not the ministry, that was the director too. he said he wanted to make sure that you didn't write anything wrong. "
Harry whirled around to face his teacher.
"Dumbledore did that?"
"Professor Dumbledore. And yes."
"But, he promised me that none of this would get public."
Now the teacher was really irritated. The boy seemed to see that too.
"I always asked Professor Dumbleodre not to tell anything about any of this. I didn't want any more attention. The one at school is bad enough. Please tell me that at least nobody knows that I can speak Parseltongue. "
"No, he didn't reveal that."
"At least something."
Harry was in more than a bad mood. Why did the old man promise something if he didn't keep it? One thing was certain, he wouldn't believe a word of the guy anymore.
When he got to his room he turned back to his teacher.
"Thanks again for the help down there.
Good night."
"You don't need to say thank you, the knilch got on my nerves too. Good night potter I'll wake you up early tomorrow. "
So everyone went to his room