Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 23 Snape

"The opening banquet is about to begin. Before that, we need to confirm which college you are going to enter..."

Professor McGonagall introduced the four colleges in turn, as well as some Hogwarts rules and regulations, divisions, honors and other things.

In fact, this is not fundamentally different from the modern Muggle school system in Britain.

"...Take care of yourself and take care of yourself."

Professor McGonagall gave instructions to the new students, and then shouted: "MacGuffin Albert, Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley...you six follow me."

"Harry Potter?" The little wizards whispered together.

Every time she clicked on a name, her eyes lingered on the person for a while, especially Harry and McGuffin.

Malfoy walked ahead triumphantly, as if McGuffin and the others were about to pack their luggage and get on the train to leave Hogwarts soon.

The place they came to was located on the first floor of Hogwarts Castle, and there were two extremely ugly stone statues lying outside the door.

The statue's eyeballs turned slightly, looking in the direction of several people.

Inside was a long room, paneled all around, and in the innermost place a fire blazing.The house is littered with mismatched black wood chairs and some red armchairs.

In an armchair near the fire sat a wizard, his black robes dragging on the floor, holding a photograph in his hand.Hearing the sound, he hurriedly put away the photo and turned around.

"Professor Snape! Why are you here? You shouldn't be at the banquet..." Professor McGonagall said in surprise.

The person known as Professor Snape was thin, with sallow skin, a hooked nose, and long, greasy hair that seemed to have never been taken care of.

His eyes were cold, and his eyes were as dark as tunnels.

Severus Snape is a potion professor, head of Slytherin, and a talented half-blood wizard.Good at Occlumency, and Inspiritualization, a master potion maker, with good strength, he has mastered a lot of advanced black magic and created various spells when he was a student.

He is also a senior schizophrenic. On the one hand, he hates Harry's father, Potter, and on the other hand, he loves Harry's mother Lily deeply, and projects both feelings on Harry. He secretly protects Harry in school and always tries to drive the boy out of the school. But in the end, he sacrifices everything, including his life, to protect Harry from surviving.

He is also the No. 2 character to beware of in the McGuffin's book, and he is also an old bastard who can take souls.

Snape carefully measured the people who came in, his eyes lingered on Harry's face for a long time, especially those emerald green eyes.

Then he said coldly: "Professor McGonagall, what are you doing here? These freshmen...?"

While speaking, his gaze was fixed on several people's eyes.

McGuffin immediately realized that the bat spirit was probably looking at their memories through insanity.

Thankfully I was prepared!

He immediately used [Occlumency] to cover up the memories and thoughts in his mind, and put what happened after he woke up on the train in the surface memory.

That should fool Snape in case Snape was doing insanity.

After all, no one would be wary of an 11-year-old wizard who just entered school and would use [Occlumency].

"I'm just an innocent 11-year-old Muggle wizard." McGuffin comforted himself.

"Nothing? There was a little conflict between the freshmen on the train. I don't know the details." Professor McGonagall actually didn't know the details, but only learned the general situation from the letter written by Percy.

"Oh! Conflict!? Fighting before entering school? It seems that this year's freshmen are very capable?" Snape said, looking at Harry coldly.

"Sit." Professor McGonagall took out his wand and waved it, and the chair came to behind several young wizards one by one.

"Anyone of you will explain what happened."

Malfoy was the first to say that the three of them wanted to get to know Harry Potter, but they were attacked by Ron first, so they started their hands and accidentally pulled the "pretending to sleep" McGuffin off the seat, and then McGuffin despicably used a spell to attack the three of them.

As he spoke, he pretended to be dizzy and shook his body twice. Gore and Crabbe also cooperated behind him. They supported their heads and pretended to be weak, but instead they were indescribably funny and ridiculous.

Several times Ron got up to interject, but was forced to sit back in his chair by Professor McGonagall's stern gaze, and he could only listen angrily to Malfoy's nonsense.

"It's not true!"

After Malfoy finished speaking, Ron immediately spit out what he was holding in his heart.

He started with Malfoy coming into their compartment, with Harry adding to it from the sidelines.

"It was obviously your fat mouse that attacked Goyle first, so we did it." Malfoy retorted without waiting for Ron to finish speaking.

"No, you were the ones who threw the McGuffin to the ground first."

Listening to the two sides insisting on their opinions and arguing constantly, Professor McGonagall's complexion became worse and worse, and there was a dangerous light in his eyes behind the mirror frame.

McGuffin maintained Occlumency, relaxing in the armchair.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he knew in his heart that no matter what, as long as Dumbledore came, Harry Potter could easily get out of this mess.I and others will be fine together.

Unexpectedly, when he was observing others, he found that Professor Snape was watching him interestingly.

What are you doing?

Brother...?
Harry is there!What are you looking at me for?

Look at my big, harmless, cute eyes.

The nerves of his whole body were tightly bound together, and he pretended to be tender and cute, but in fact he was thinking wildly and panicked.

At this time, not only can't reveal what I noticed, but I have to behave the same as before, pretending to be very relaxed and sleepy.

McGuffin pretended to cover his mouth with his hands, and yawned lazily.

Snape noticed that Harry and the others were always looking at this little wizard in the same grade.

This piqued his interest.

This little wizard is obviously one of the protagonists of the story, but he doesn't care about it. His eyes behind the black glasses seem to have seen the situation clearly, and he is in control of what will happen next, as if everything will follow his expectations.

But the memories and thoughts in this little wizard's mind showed that it was an ordinary fight and conflict just like everyone else.

Snape's intuition told him that this little wizard... had a problem!

"This is not a simple little wizard." Snape had a plan in mind, he wanted to probe into the bottom of McGuffin, he couldn't let a dangerous factor stay in the school, he absolutely couldn't let Lily's child be in danger by his side.

"Enough. Malfoy, what happened to the wizard duel you mentioned just now?" Professor McGonagall interrupted the argument between the two, and said coldly.

Malfoy was tongue-tied, he didn't know how Professor McGonagall knew about it.

"Wizard duel, what you said in the freshmen just now." Professor McGonagall continued to press Malfoy.

"I,...I, by the way, I'm going to have a wizard duel with MacGuffin." Malfoy was forced to speak directly.

"Oh! Mr. Malfoy Draco, do you know what you're talking about?" Professor McGonagall laughed angrily.

"Professor McGonagall, don't worry about this matter, this is just a joke between the students, isn't it, Malfoy?" Snape said.

Malfoy nodded repeatedly, not daring to say more.

"...Leave this matter to me. It's better to find out what happened on the train first..."

"Why don't we ask this little wizard who is about to fall asleep to talk about what happened? Explain. After all, how can a freshman who has never formally studied magic be able to float his classmates in the air?" Snape's slightly sarcastic remarks interrupted Professor McGonagall's questioning of Malfoy, and directly kicked McGuffin, who had never had any sense of existence, into Professor McGonagall's gaze.

After seeing McGuffin, Professor McGonagall seemed to think of something, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Huh? ... MacGuffin Albert, long time no see. You answer Professor Snape's question, and you explain what happened on the train."

McGuffin scolded Professor Snape in the back of his heart, and on the surface said lightly and embarrassingly: "I just... I just learned magic by myself before school started...ah, not just flipped through..."

The more you talk, the worse it gets.

"Oh! I understand! This—Mr. McGuffin, just flipped through it by himself..." Snape said eccentrically, "Just read the book by himself, and he can... Malfoy, what kind of spell did he cast to subdue you guys."

Malfoy was gleefully watching McGuffin being made things difficult by Snape, when he suddenly heard himself being called to tell what happened that time.

Thinking of that embarrassing incident, his face immediately turned ugly, and he stammered that he didn't know, but after casting the spell, he and the others floated in the air for a long time and couldn't come down.

"Then ask our Mr. McGuffin to use his little tricks that can be learned just by flipping through books, and let us open our eyes!"

Convex (fuck dish)
This bat spirit!
Snape's words turned Professor McGonagall's attention to the McGuffin.

"Mr. Albert, please cast the spell you learned according to what Professor Snape said." Professor McGonagall was also suspicious. According to the descriptions of several young wizards, that state should be a levitating spell, but she had never heard of such a thing. Without guidance, she did not believe that a young wizard could do such a thing.

Bang, bang, bang!
Just as the McGuffin was about to cast a spell, there was a knock on the door, and Snape went to open it.

　Ask for three in a row!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)