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Harry walked along beside McGonagall looking around at all of the paintings and suits of armor lining the walls as he thought back to his little prank on Professor Snape. It was pretty minor and rather simplistic for him, but sometimes that type of prank was a lot of fun too.
Though he did prefer to see the reaction to his pranks, but this had been just a spur of the moment thing as he saw Snape glowering at him for no reason and insulting him, apparently simply for being a Potter. Perhaps the Snapes and the Potters had some sort of ancient blood feud? Wizarding Society seemed archaic enough for that sort of thing to be relatively common, so it seemed likely, given how Snape had been treating his last name as a curse.
That would likely make Potions classes a little awkward. Fortunately, Harry didn't really care about his grades. And if Snape wanted to re-start some feud Harry had never even heard of...Well, that sounded like a perfectly valid source of entertainment to him.
If Snape continued his glares and undeserved insults, Harry could always escalate to more intricate and...interesting pranks from there. Honestly, if the man had any intelligence at all, he would realize that anyone who could successfully create even so simplistic a prank with only moment's notice directly in front of the senior staff wasn't someone it was a good idea to annoy without cause. For some reason, he doubted it.
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