Hogwarts Slytherin

"Don't make such a fuss. It's paid labor. Didn't you ask Madam Malkin to tailor the robes without even paying her?"

"Yes!" Clarissa immediately interrupted. She was feeling depressed about losing business opportunities after Valentine's Day. After all, she didn't expect Slytherin to buy any decorations for the Quidditch final. She didn't expect Vivian to come with her in the afternoon. She negotiated such a "big deal".

"Duke and Snape are asked questions by so many people every day, and they are interrupted at any time and at any time! They live like two house elves! For Merlin's sake, they have to pay gold Galleons and It’s a fixed time!”

Clarissa even felt that the price agreed upon by several people was too low.

Rui Ji raised his eyebrows. As expected of the daughter of the Burke family, she was really greedy.

"In this case, the price should increase according to grade. The higher the grade, the higher the price."

Anthony actually thought it made some sense. He himself often bothered Reggie. If it was an incremental increase, there should be no need to calculate money in their relationship.

Snape said sadly: "I think Reggie has the spirit of making money in his heart, but he has never had the chance to expose it."

Clarissa waved her hand and stopped everyone from joking anymore.

She didn't want her "big clients" to be disturbed by this group of people's glances and words. She didn't know why, but she had a hunch that this would make her a lot of money.

and--

She glanced at the people in front of her, and there was a hint of blindness in her eyes. This was also an excellent opportunity for her to break into Slytherin's most promising group.

Come on, their family has always been an excellent businessman in the magical world, and Clarissa has always been proud of this. She believes in the sense of businessmen in her blood—this group of people has absolutely unlimited potential.

She said to Reggie and Snape: "Now that I am the manager of you two, you can tell me which two hours you are free every morning, or every morning, and where you are!"

Looking at each other, Reggie and Snape nodded in acquiescence, although they had their own concerns.

Anthony rarely joined in the conversation and said, "This is the first time I have seen these two people obeying orders at the same time. You are amazing."

There are excellent students in every grade, but few are as good as Regis and Snape in almost every category and convince everyone.

A new daily routine began, and the whole plan was executed so well that even students from other colleges who heard about it came to ask for guidance.

Before, they didn't dare to bother them because they were not familiar with Reggie or Snape and were not first-level classmates. Now that Clarissa has clearly marked the price, they can ask questions openly.

However, most people in the lower grades asked about the content of the paper and logical guidance, and few asked about how to practice magic spells.

Reggie also had to admit that Clarissa's idea was very good. He only needed to spend two hours at a fixed time every day, but the connections he made were immeasurable.

The first time we are familiar with each other, the second time we are familiar with each other. Over time, we will interact with more and more classmates.

And students who are willing to pay for knowledge are either from well-off families or are rare and ambitious young people. These people are all worthy targets for Reggie to win over.

Maybe DAM’s team should be further expanded.

However, Snape could feel that Regis's interest in studying this semester was far less than that of the previous semester.

Easter does not bring everyone a relaxing holiday, but a mountain of homework and endless exercises.

Because of this, more and more people came to ask Reggie and Snape questions.

This made Snape very confused. Are there so many rich people in Hogwarts?

They are all Slytherin students, so Slytherin classmates have more opportunities to block the agent - Clarissa to grab the quota, because the quota is limited tomorrow.

"Shafiq, please, can you use your brain and read a book for a while?" Anthony said to Vivian in the lounge with an unhappy tone, "My history of magic is the best among all subjects. Damn it, I have to go to Reggie. You go to Reggie four times a week, you're going to get an O in Potions."

"You and he are in the same dormitory. Can't you just ask him anytime?" Vivian was not afraid and showed no concessions on this issue.

"Since they have agreed on a time, I shouldn't disturb him at other times." Anthony was very conscious.

"If I hadn't known that you go to bed so early every day and can't wait for Reggie to come back, I would have almost believed you." Snape's school robe was billowing and he walked up to the two of them.

"I suggest you set a limit," Anthony turned to him and said, "No one from Gryffindor or Hufflepuff is allowed to sign up!"

"Almost no one signed up. Weasley asked once and Longbottom asked twice." Clarissa appeared out of nowhere and took out her notebook to check.

"Besides, wouldn't it be better to earn Gryffindor money? Maybe I can stipulate that Slytherin will receive a [-]% discount?" Clarissa thought seriously.

Snape: "..."

Anthony: "..."

Vivian: "..."

Anthony turned his head and squinted his eyes to look at Clarissa's notebook, and suddenly said in surprise: "I found it!"

Others asked him, "What did you find?"

Anthony glanced at Vivian and said maliciously: "Almost all the people who take the initiative to find Reggie are girls, and those who look for Snape are almost all boys."

As he said that, he looked at Vivian strangely and said, "You are the most special. You always look for Reggie."

Snape curled his lips when he saw this, but his expression didn't look kind.

Clarissa stared at Wenyan and flipped through the book in her hand, then raised her head to look at Vivian, and suddenly realized: "So you hate Snape so much!"

Vivian said angrily: "Because I used to ask Reggie for questions I didn't understand. I think his learning method is very suitable for me!"

All right, just be happy.

******

Regulus changed.

Everyone clearly felt this, and all of this was seen by Reggie, perhaps because he joined that stupid Walpurgis society.

In short, he became very much like a Blake.

Most people are confused about this.

The simple and sensitive boy with black hair and gray eyes who seemed to need to live under the wings of others - Regulus Black disappeared.

Even Sirius, who was in Gryffindor, began to panic about this change.

It all started with that day's Quidditch match.

Regulus' flying broomstick improved by Regis was even more powerful, and his flying level had been significantly improved compared to before.

If Regulus could still defeat him in the last game with luck, then Regulus now was almost insurmountable.

Like James, his flying has become an art, and unlike James, it is not aesthetically pleasing. Anyone who has seen his performance will sweat for him and applaud him.

He is really talented, just like Sirius, leaving the opponent's suitors behind.

Hufflepuff's Seeker McCallion found Regulus who had caught the Golden Snitch from a group of Slytherins after the game.

This honest Hufflepuff boy still remembered what happened a year ago - when they defeated Slytherin last year, Regulus personally came up to express his congratulations to him.

Of course, it was a fantastic game, and McCallion was a respectable opponent - he broke several ribs trying to catch the Snitch.

Originally, it wasn't that Regulus had no chance, but when he was about to give it a try, he thought of what Lucius and his parents had said to him - he was a Black and shouldn't be fighting for a stupid Quidditch match. Put your own safety at risk.

Last year, Regulus, who was wearing a green uniform, squeezed into the yellow crowd and just said to her, "You are flying well and I am looking forward to the next game with you."

Last year, as a pure-blood, he extended a friendly hand to her. Even if McCallion was confused by his sudden behavior and did not react in any way, he did not blame her for ignoring her.

Last year, at the Christmas party, he recognized his worthy opponent at the party, dressed in fine clothes, and even complimented her hairstyle decorated with a few plastic hairpins.

Last year, he had excellent grades and patiently taught her how to cast the transformation spell during class practice...

McCallion, whose courage was buried deep in her heart, wanted to tell Regulus that she had unknowingly regarded him as her friend, not the Slytherin or Black that others said.

So, a year later, Regulus caught the Golden Snitch at the end of the game that day.

She came to Regulus in front of everyone's surprised eyes, summoned up the courage to raise a smile and said to him: "Congratulations on catching the Golden Snitch this time."

So simple, so brave.

The surrounding Slytherins sneered, but McCallion believed that Regulus would not.

So many times before, he used his actual actions to prove that he was different from those arrogant Slytherins.

In McCallion's heart, he was even more lovable than Gryffindor Sirius.

He would always smile kindly, take care of other people's emotions thoughtfully, and put away those shiny feathers that could sting others.

but.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

McCallion's hopes were dashed by the second, but she still held on to her expectations.

He still has that handsome and humble face, but the soul inside has undergone a qualitative change.

The original pure white has been soaked bit by bit by darkness.

He did not smile, and his gray eyes, which had always been kind in the past, were now full of indifference and disdain.

"Thank you." Regulus drawled, with some Slytherin-or pure-blood madman-like viciousness in his voice, "but I don't need it."

The girl in the yellow school robe ran away amidst Slytherin's laughter.

McCallion couldn't understand why things turned out like this. She returned to the Hufflepuff team in tears. All her teammates glared at Slytherin. The people next to her asked in a low voice, and her teammates complained angrily and loudly.

Soon, there were many angry looks.

The feud between the several houses has deepened and continues.

Sirius witnessed this scene with his own eyes from a nearby high platform.

He looked at the familiar face that he had seen since childhood, and finally forced himself to admit a fact that he had discovered long ago but did not want to believe - Regulus had never expressed any approval or agreement with his views. , never leaving the old argument of purebloods.

After what happened with Andromeda, he thought that he might be able to walk on the same path as himself, that his clear enough mind could help him find the right way out in the darkness, that he was just too young to distinguish right from wrong.

But at this moment, he realized very clearly and with great difficulty that his brother had chosen the path he wanted to take a long time ago.

He rarely contradicts himself, but it's just because he is weak.

Weakness does not mean recognition, silence does not mean support, and response does not mean understanding.

The 15-year-old Sirius exhaled a white breath in the cold winter wind, and his eyes met Regulus's gentle touch in the air.

The boy smiled subconsciously after seeing him.

This is the smile that belongs to Regulus Black. He uses this smile to please those he wants to please - Walburga, Orion, Signus, Bellatrix. .....Sirius.

Regulus had smiled like this at Sirius many times. When he was a child, Sirius especially liked to mess up his hair.

But now, Sirius didn't want to think about it anymore.

That smile is so annoying.

He looked away and turned around indifferently, pretending that he was just a passerby who had nothing to do with him.

******

Final exams are coming up and everyone is forming study groups of sorts to ask each other questions in the library.

More and more people began to come to the library. Greengrass and Travers were about to face the OWLs exam, which related to whether they could take the advanced courses they wanted to take in the next school year.

As senior paid members, the two sat at the table next to Reggie and Snape, reciting content about the International Federation of Wizards.

"Next question," Travers said to his review list, "Why did Liechtenstein refuse to join the International Confederation of Wizards?"

Greengrass thought for a long time but couldn't remember the answer. She spread her hands and waited for Travers to report the answer.

However, the other party couldn't remember the reason.

"The first president of the International Confederation of Wizards was Pierre Bonacud." Snape's forehead twitched and he reminded him for the sake of King Gallon.

Greengrass and Travers looked at each other.

Reggie stopped his quill and said, "Bonacud is trying to defend the rights of the trolls, but Liechtenstein has a dispute with a mountain troll tribe."

Travers suddenly realized and said: "That's right! That's why the International Federation of Wizards offended Liechtenstein by choosing Bonacud as president!"

Greengrass sighed and said, "Fourth grade students can answer the OWLs exam content. I finally understand why you are so sought after."

Travers leaned over and looked at the table next to him: "You are all so proficient, what are you still reviewing?"

I saw Reggie and Snape, one of them was reading "Achievement of Charms", and the other was reading "Collection of Magic Symbols".

"Why are you reading the extra reference books for our grade?" Greengrass was surprised. What did this ask fifth grade students to do?