My name is Snape at Hogwarts

It was about the raven claw marks that Flitwick wanted to talk to Snape about.

"Perhaps you don't know, Sev." Flitwick said excitedly, "Our club already has more than twenty members. I plan to organize the club's first meeting this Saturday. What do you think? Sample?"

"It's a good idea." Snape thought for a moment and nodded, "It's certainly a good thing for the members to get to know each other and help each other if necessary."

"That's what I thought too." Flitwick said happily, and then he frowned, "However, now another problem is before us."

"what?"

"Structure." Flitwick said, "You know, Raven's Claw is destined to be different from other clubs. Who is responsible for management and who is responsible for organizing knowledge. I think this is something we need to consider, isn't it?"

"You're right, Professor." Snape nodded and thought for a moment, "Then, is there anything I can do to help?"

"Of course." Flitwick smiled and nodded, "You can help me improve it. I feel that only you can help me complete this job, provided that you will not refuse me."

"Of course not." Snape smiled and shook his head, taking a piece of parchment from Flitwick's hand. This was the plan written by Flitwick.

After roughly looking at it, Snape frowned slightly and put down the parchment. After hesitating for a moment, he said softly: "Professor, with all due respect, I think some of your plans need to be improved."

"Oh? I'd like to hear the details!" Flitwick looked at Snape with piercing eyes. He tapped the table with his wand, and two glasses of lemonade appeared on the table. "If you can, I hope you can give it in more detail. We There is still plenty of time.”

"Okay." Snape originally wanted to say that he still had classes, but when he thought about the hypnotic History of Magic in the afternoon, he decisively chose to stay here. He would naturally leave it to Flitwick to deal with the truancy.

"Professor, maybe I didn't make it clear last time, which caused you to have a misunderstanding about the raven claw marks." Snape said this as the first sentence, which made Flitwick stunned for a moment.

Snape ignored Flitwick's confusion and continued: "In your opinion, Professor, raven claw marks can lead Ravenclaw to another glory. This is not wrong, but you can still have a broader vision." Gotta be bigger.”

"Bigger?" Flitwick murmured again.

"Yes, bigger." Snape took a sip of lemonade. "From what I saw in your plan, Raven's Claw became a real campus academic organization, right?"

"Yes, what's the problem?" Flitwick looked at Snape questioningly.

"I think, Professor, you should know about Professor Slughorn's Slug Club?" Snape suddenly asked a seemingly irrelevant question.

"You actually know this?" Flitwick glanced at Snape in surprise, then nodded, "Of course I know that Professor Slughorn also invited me, but I didn't agree... ....Wait, you mean-"

Being able to become the headmaster of Ravenclaw, Flitwick is naturally very smart. He instantly understood Snape's thoughts and his eyes lit up.

"Hmm, you're right, Professor." Snape grinned, "Why don't we target the entire wizarding world?"

"I think, Professor, you should also know that Ravenclaw has always been the most special one in Hogwarts. Others think that we are a group of weirdos, lunatics, and freaks. It is not their fault. Not everyone is. He has a pair of eyes that are good at discovering the truth.”

"It's just, Professor, the wizarding world is too small." Snape sighed. "Students who graduate from Hogwarts almost always have a fixed life in the wizarding world. They either become scholars or they have been working quietly. Studying magic, although every invention in the magical world is inseparable from Ravenclaw graduates, most of them are unknown."

"Moreover, Ravenclaws are destined to be by nature not good at getting along with others. They need our help."

"Yes, you are right." Flitwick sighed and nodded, "Just like you said, several of my classmates, seniors, and some Ravenclaw graduates I know, their Life hasn’t been very good.”

"I also want to help them. But, you have to know, this is a lot of gold galleons, and I don't think we can afford it."

"No, no, no, we don't need to bear it, Professor." Snape shook his head and smiled mysteriously, "Believe me, there will be many people willing to pay this money for us."

"You mean, those pure-blood families?" Flitwick frowned, "I don't think this is a good idea. I'm not biased, but you have to know that the vast majority of pure-bloods are greedy. Yes, when facing interests, they are no better than vampires."

"Yes, you are right, Professor." Snape said with a smile, "But I am not talking about these pure-blood families."

"what do you mean--"

"I remember that among the oldest families in the wizarding world, there is the Potter family." Snape raised his eyebrows, "Look at the basis of their family's survival. Is it selling shampoo?"

Flitwick was vaguely aware of what Snape wanted to say.

"I think, no matter how bad the Ravenclaw students are, it shouldn't be difficult to make something better than this. If the product is good, people will pay for it, right?" Snape finally said his Opinion, "With good results, it shouldn't be difficult to find a pure-blood family born in Ravenclaw."

Flitwick was already excited and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Sev, this is indeed a good idea! I have to say that your plan is much better than mine."

Snape smiled and said nothing.

"Then, the structure of this club needs to be improved." Flitwick said enthusiastically, "Let's start now. I haven't been so excited for a long time. It seems like I have returned to the time when I just knew magic."

"The excitement is yet to come, Professor," Snape quipped, "We are only at the beginning."

"Yes, let's start." Flitwick pulled out a piece of parchment and placed it on the table, "Come on, let's start!"

"Yes, Professor, but before that, can you get me some more lemonade?"

"no problem."

"By the way, Professor, I think I have a History of Magic class in the afternoon."

"Damn it, let the history of magic go to hell, just don't go away."

Flitwick, who was so excited, just dragged Snape to the office and continued to improve the structure of the entire club. Only after everything was completed, did he let Snape leave.

Seeing the excited Flitwick holding the parchment and leaving the fireplace, Snape secretly let out a breath.

The first step to self-protection has finally been taken!