Snakes at Hogwarts

Walking in the quiet underground corridor of the castle, Andros hummed a tune happily.

The blazing torches in the corridor illuminated his face, and it seemed that his mood was not as bad as before.

In his hand, he held a kraft paper package that was tightly tied with several ropes, and an alluring aroma emanated from it from time to time.

That's the taste of food.

Unlike Potter and Ron, who didn't know where to find food and had to return to the dormitory in despair, Andros would not return to the lounge with an empty stomach.

Although at this time, the lunch time at Hogwarts has long ended, every plate in the Great Hall is as clean as new, with not even a grain of food left.

But Andros knew a magical place that could fill the emptiness in his heart, oh no, the emptiness in his stomach.

That is, of course, the Hogwarts kitchen.

No matter what time it is, those enthusiastic house elves will treat the students who come to look for food as their most welcome guests and give them the highest standard of reception they can imagine.

Obedience to orders and loyalty to wizards have been deeply imprinted in their souls, and are passed on from generation to generation as they reproduce.

To be honest, this is a sad ending for any intelligent creature.

However, at least it was them and not the wizards who became slaves.

Moreover, they seemed to enjoy it, and the wizard was quite good at the brainwashing spells.

Andros thought like this, and he couldn't help but think back to the group of house elves surrounding him more than ten minutes ago, blinking and asking for help, or the house elves who were busy preparing hot, freshly baked food. .

Since they like this, let it continue.

Why help them change?

To be honest, Andros felt that he did not have the lofty ideals and pure kindness of Hermione, and he did not want to change anything about the situation of the house elves.

Can't change anything.

In fact, he didn't even tell Hermione anything about the kitchen, for fear that the girl would know too early that Hogwarts was oppressing a group of "slaves" who served the teachers and students of the school but did not get a bronze Knut.

It’s better to do less of this thankless task.

Perhaps, this is why the Sorting Hat insisted on sorting him into Slytherin.

There is indeed little self-sacrifice and sympathy for others in the feelings of snake animals.

What's more, compared to other places, these little guys working at Hogwarts are already living a pretty good life.

Those ancient wizarding families still retain the tradition of hanging the heads of old house elves who are unable to do housework as decorations on the walls for display!

For them, working at Hogwarts is already a very lucky thing.

Of course, the unique magic system of house elves was an eye-opener for Andros.

The disgusting smell on their bodies, these little guys simply waved their fingers to make the disgusting smell disappear without a trace.

It is no exaggeration to say that the clothes on my body are clean and no different from when I took them out of Madam Malkin's robe shop just now.

This put Andros in a good mood.

These little guys who are good at cleaning and serving are very good at this. If I remember correctly, the students' clothes and the cleaning of the lounge are all done by them.

It's just that few students have discovered their presence.

Because the mark of a good house-elf is completing tasks without the wizard being aware of their existence.

What a strange value.

...

He took the still warm food package in his hand and smelled it. Feeling the alluring aroma of the food, Andros finally felt that his mood had recovered a little.

He swallowed, then stopped the thoughts in his mind, and walked faster towards the Slytherin underground lounge.

Damn old bat!

Isn't it just a misunderstanding? Why is he so fussy about it!

He deserves it for being a bachelor at such an old age!

It even made me miss lunch!

Andros was viciously planning Snape in his mind, and suddenly, he slapped his forehead fiercely.

Gan!

He forgot one thing. He seemed to be attending Sprout's Herbology class with Ravenclaw this afternoon.

However, they should have finished class by this time.

Andros took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, then looked at the fragrant food package in his hand.

Forget it, let's not go.

There is no need to think about this choice at all!

Anyway, Professor Sprout probably wouldn't blame himself for missing a class. Besides, who allowed Snape to stay in class for so long?

If the professor asked, he would just blame Snape himself.

Well, such a happy decision.

In fact, Andros had long wanted to skip some meaningless courses, such as Professor Binns' History of Magic.

He had never understood the purpose of this course at Hogwarts. Apart from Hermione, could any other students really be able to listen to the history of magic told by Professor Binns?

Andros was deeply skeptical.

Perhaps out of recognition of Professor Binns' tireless teaching and educating spirit, after he returned to Hogwarts in the form of a ghost, the then principal and school board absolutely continued to teach Hogwarts magic by him. history.

This was originally an excellent thing. Professor Binns was not what he is now. His knowledgeable but humorous conversation was deeply loved by the students at that time.

But as time went by, his classes became more and more boring, and he himself became more and more dull and dull.

It seems that even a ghost that has achieved immortality in another way cannot withstand the baptism of time.

But why do other ghosts seem so much happier?

I'll ask those ghosts when I get a chance in the future.

...

While most students respect the course and the unusual ghost professor, that doesn't mean they pay attention.

Apart from Hermione, Andros has yet to find another person who can persist in completing his studies in Professor Binns' hypnosis class.

As for Andros himself?

Hehe, he spent every History of Magic class from the beginning to now in his sleep.

The result of sleeping in the history of magic for a long time is that Andros will yawn unconsciously whenever he sees Professor Binns' old, semi-gray and translucent face.

That's why he didn't want to waste time in the history of magic.

Anyway, I have to review suddenly before the exam. If I have that time, I might as well go outside to relax on the grass or practice magic spells.

However, as soon as he expressed this idea, he was cruelly suppressed by Hermione.

"You're a student, Ender! How can a student not go to class!" Hermione glared at Andros, and her words left Andros speechless.

I was really sick at the time, so why did I tell Hermione, who loved learning, about skipping class?

While thinking randomly, Andros found a stone door hidden by magic, and behind it was Slytherin's lounge.

"Parseltongue."

A crack opened in the originally plain wall for people to pass through. Inside was darkness that could not be seen. Paired with the two dim torches on the wall, the crack looked like the open mouth of an animal.

After passing through this dark corridor, Andros finally returned to the Slytherin lounge.

At this time, everyone should have gone out to class.

Green lights illuminated the lounge, and what Andros didn't expect was that a pretty figure was sitting on the sofa closest to the entrance.

That seems to be Pansy?

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