bacchusnovels Chapter 350 Can I take a picture?
Chapter 350 Can I take a picture?
Chapter 350 Can I take a picture?
Professor Snape was momentarily speechless, staring coldly at Sean.
Sirius frowned slightly, somewhat unconvinced by Sean's explanation, but he didn't directly refute it; he simply stood aside and watched everything unfold.
Ron's expression was conflicted as he looked down at the struggling Scabbers, seemingly at a loss.
He said in a low voice, "But Banban has always been my pet. Although he can be a bit disobedient sometimes, will neutering have any impact on him?"
Sean reassured him in a gentle tone, "I completely understand your concerns, Ron."
"Sterilization is indeed a decision that requires careful consideration, but as your friend and a professor at Hogwarts, I assure you it is safe for Scabbers."
"If this type of surgery is not performed in time, Banban's health may deteriorate further, and she may even face greater risks."
Ron frowned and looked up at the rat, Banban, which was floating in the air. He could almost feel the fear in the rat's eyes.
He unconsciously bit his lip, his inner balance swaying back and forth.
"Are you sure this is good for him?" Ron asked hesitantly, his eyes revealing a sense of reluctance and worry.
At this moment, Sofia finally squeezed from the back of the line to the front.
She interrupted Ron impatiently, "Didn't you listen in the last class? Professor Phillips talked about sterilization..."
“It’s definitely beneficial.” Sean nodded in agreement with Sophia’s words and continued, “Besides, as his owner, you want Scabbers to live longer and healthier, don’t you? This is a way to do what’s best for him. We will perform the surgery very carefully.”
Ensure his safety.
Ron sighed, then finally nodded, forcing a smile. "Okay, if this is really good for Scabbers..."
"Then—I agree."
Sirius watched coldly from the sidelines, a strange emotion flashing in his eyes, but he remained silent.
Snape remained standing on the other side of the classroom, observing everything with a stiff expression.
"Very good, Ron, I promise I will take good care of Scabbers." Sean smiled encouragingly and gently waved his wand. Scabbers gradually calmed down under the magic.
Hermione watched all this from a distance, feeling a vague sense of unease, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what the problem was. Her intuition told her that things weren't as simple as they seemed.
Harry whispered to Ron, "I didn't know pet neutering was being done at school, but I think if it's really for Scabbers' good, then Professor Sean should give it a try."
Ron shrugged helplessly, but managed a weak smile: "I just hope Banban can really get healthier."
Sean turned to Sirius Black standing to the side, looked him in the eye, and said, "Mr. Filch, you'll be in charge of Scabbers' neutering. I'll guide you from the side. From now on, I'll leave the neutering of animals at Hogwarts to you."
Upon hearing this, a mad light suddenly ignited in Sirius's eyes; he could hardly believe what he was hearing.
He quickly concealed his inner elation, striving to remain calm, and bowed slightly in response, "Of course, Professor Phillips, I would be happy to assist you."
Sirius's voice was a little hoarse, as if to cover up his excessive excitement.
He immediately walked towards the spotted mouse in mid-air, which was still trembling and sensed the impending danger.
A burning gaze, like that of a hunter about to capture his prey, flashed across Sirius's eyes.
He knew in his heart that this was not a simple "sterilization," but a revenge, a revenge he had waited too long for.
"Very good." Sean gave Sirius an encouraging smile, then said softly, "The sterilization process is relatively simple. I will guide you, but you must be careful and gentle, and not frighten the animal too much."
As he spoke, he seemed to be emphasizing that this was just an ordinary teaching task. However, only Sirius himself knew that this was definitely not an ordinary lesson.
"We'll try to relax it and not let it suffer," Sirius replied in a low voice. Although his tone was calm on the surface, his heart was in turmoil.
Peter Pettigrew seemed to sense Mr. Filch's ill intentions, and his body trembled even more violently.
"Does anyone want to see how to spay or neuter animals?"
Sean turned to the young wizards and asked in a loud voice.
The corridor was silent. The students' expressions varied: some looked confused, some chuckled, and some looked disgusted.
Hermione looked very conflicted; her brows were furrowed, and she was struggling with whether or not to continue watching this scene.
Harry and Ron were clearly taken aback by the sudden proposal.
"May I take a picture?"
Suddenly, Sofia raised her arm, waved the camera hanging around her neck with her other hand, and asked with a serious expression.
Sean looked at Sophia, paused for a second, then laughed: "Of course, Sophia. We can use this process as educational material, which can provide some reference for Potions class or Magical Creatures Protection class in the future."
"This—Professor Sean, are you serious?" Ron stammered, his eyes darting between Scabbers and Sean, seemingly incredulous at the prospect of his pet being "publicly neutered."
“Of course, I’m very serious, Ron.” Sean smiled and nodded. “If you’d like, I can show you how to cast a fertility-suppressing spell on a pet. It’s not just part of Muggle research, but also part of how to responsibly care for animals.”
Hearing these words, Banban struggled even more violently. Sensing some kind of danger, he struggled frantically, trying to break free from Sean's magic.
But... how is that possible?
Hermione finally raised her hand, her voice tinged with uncertainty: "Professor, is there any guarantee that this sterilization spell is harmless to pets? Will they suffer any side effects?"
Sean looked at Hermione with an appreciative expression: "Very good question, Hermione."
"Students should know that all magic has its limitations and risks."
"Neutering spells are generally safe, but the caster needs to be careful enough to ensure that the spell does not cause any harm to the pet." He paused, glanced at Sirius Black, as if implying something, "It also requires the caster to have good intentions."
A twisted smile appeared on Sirius's face as he stared intently at Scabbers. "Don't worry, I'll definitely be 'gentle'."
Professor Snape's face darkened further. He said coldly, "Professor Phillips, I'd like to know whether you intend to teach a rat here, or continue making my students finish today's potions homework?"
Sean gave Snape a polite smile, with a hint of calm apology: "I'm very sorry, Professor Snape, but this little accident requires some attention. It will be over soon, and I won't delay anyone's study time."
Snape's sneer didn't lessen; instead, it grew even more mocking: "Is that so? Well then, Phillips, hurry up. I'm sure we're all looking forward to the 'academic results'."
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Sirius slowly brought his wand closer to Scabbers in mid-air. Scabbers let out an even sharper cry and struggled desperately.
Sterilization was still too cruel for him.
"Mr. Filch, I really hope it won't be in pain," Ron said softly, his voice pleading.
Sirius lowered his head and stared coldly at the mouse: "It won't hurt, don't worry - for it, all of this is something it should have faced long ago."
His voice was deep, but every word was full of profound meaning.
Just as the wand was about to touch Scabbers, a soft cough broke the tension in the air.
Hermione stood up, seemingly hesitant to continue, but finally she mustered her courage: "Professor, I think if Scabbers is so resistant, perhaps we should calm it down first before proceeding to the next step."
"What do you think?" Sean didn't answer, but instead gave the choice to Sirius.
Sirius was more qualified to make the decision than he was.
Consider it an early benefit from the boss to the employees, or interest that Sirius Black collected from Peter the Pettigrew in advance.
Being generous with other people's money is something Sean has always excelled at.
Sirius glanced at Sean, then at Hermione, and finally turned his gaze to Scabbers.
Finally, he lowered his voice and said, "Fine." His tone was full of resentment, but it had softened somewhat.
Sirius gave Scabbers a cold, wary look, his gaze like that of a wolf sizing up its prey.
Sean nodded, his gaze shifting to Scabbers hovering in mid-air. He waved his wand and whispered a soothing spell.
The power of the spell, like gentle waves, enveloped Banban, gradually stopping its violent struggles, and its sharp "ouch" cries slowly subsided.
Banban relaxed a little, although its little eyes still stared at everyone in front of it with fear.
At first, he didn't seem particularly flustered when he saw Sean and Filch appear.
He didn't believe at all that these two people were there specifically to arrest him.
It wasn't until Sean used magic to suddenly pull him over that he realized things weren't so simple.
Even so, he still thought that Sean only intended to send him back to Ron, simply to help him find his long-lost pet.
But when Sean said the words "sterilize him," fear exploded in his heart.
He began to panic, struggling desperately, his heart filled with terror.
However, what drove him to despair the most was Filch's gaze—that cold and deeply hateful look.
He recognized that look; he was absolutely certain!
That look wasn't Filch's; it belonged to Sirius Black!
Sirius Black was impersonating Filch!
And all of this had only one purpose—Sirius wanted him dead!
Fear and despair washed over him like a tidal wave; he realized he was now trapped in the hunter's snare, with nowhere to escape.
He could only let out sharp cries in the air and struggle desperately, but he knew clearly that this time, perhaps no one could save him.
"Very good, it's calmed down a bit now," Sean said calmly, his tone reassuring.
He turned to Ron and asked, "Ron, I want to confirm again, are you really willing to have Scabbers sterilized? You can think about it some more, and if it makes you uncomfortable, we can choose other methods."
Ron seemed a little hesitant, his hands unconsciously rubbing against his clothes, his eyes filled with pity for Banban.
Scabbers was his pet for many years. Although it was a bit timid, it kept Ron company through many lonely times.
He whispered to Harry, "Do you think I'm really doing this? I just want Scabbers to be healthier, but it looks so scared..."
Harry looked at Ron, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly, "I know it's hard, Ron. But if it's really for its health, you have to be brave. After all, it's a way for it to avoid more pain."
Ron took a deep breath, finally nodded, and said to Sean, "Alright, Professor, I'm willing to try, as long as Scabbers doesn't suffer too much pain."
Sean gave a reassuring smile. "I assure you, Ron, we'll make this process as easy as possible." He looked at Sirius with a hint of suggestion in his eyes. "Alright, Mr. Filch, let's begin now. Remember, be gentle."
Sirius nodded slightly, then slowly took the scissors Sean handed him and began tracing the marks on Scabbers' body.
Sirius's hand holding the scissors didn't tremble at all; on the contrary, it was exceptionally steady, like that of a seasoned surgeon.
Spotty—or rather, Little Peter Petiro—stared in terror at the approaching scissors, its eyes wide with fear and despair hidden in its tiny mouse eyes.
Its whole body trembled violently, its little paws flailing helplessly in the air, emitting sharp "squeaks".
"Calm down, Banban, everything will be alright," Ron tried to make his voice sound gentle, but his anxiety was still palpable.
Just as Sirius brought the scissors slightly closer to Scabbers, Scabbers suddenly let out an even sharper scream and then froze abruptly.
Then, its body began to convulse, its eyes rolled around listlessly a few times, and it fainted, its limbs hanging limply in the air, motionless.
Ron was taken aback and quickly stepped forward, calling out, "Banban! Banban, what's wrong with you!" His voice was filled with deep concern.
Harry frowned, and muttered, "It looks—it seems too nervous, maybe it fainted from fright?"