Hogwarts: Forbidden Son of the Black and White Lord

"Of course, Professor Flitwick. But it may be a little faster. After all, there is Potions in the afternoon. I don't want to be hated on the first day of school. Our headmaster will hate you."

Augustus said half-jokingly.

"Okay, then I'll make a long story short, I think you sort out your teaching method just now, and then publish it on "Daily Charms", you can win the Best Newcomer Award, we have been at Hogwarts for many years No one has ever won this award."

Professor Flitwick said excitedly, and his beard jumped up and down.

"Of course, it's my honor." Augustus said modestly, then took out three books from his body and handed them to Professor Flitwick.

"This is?"

Professor Flitwick asked suspiciously.

"This is, the spellcasting skills I compiled, from the first to the third grade." Augustus said relaxedly.

Of course, it is only a deletion of the "Elementary Curse Cracked Edition" given by the system. It is only guaranteed to allow people to master level 1 spells. After all, more advanced skills will still be used for future rewards.

But it is such a cut-down version, Professor Flitwick also saw it with relish. After all, the teaching materials in the magic world have not changed for hundreds of years.

And this kind of fool-style textbook with detailed interpretation is simply a blow to dimensionality reduction.

Professor Flitwick held the three small books in his hand, and he couldn't put them down. He pulled Augustus excitedly to proofread the contents of the books, completely forgetting the time.

"I'm so sorry to keep you from lunch, boy."

Professor Flitwick said apologetically, but then spoke excitedly.

"But the significance of the book is too great. We want to publish it. They will cause shocks in the entire magical world. You will become the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin."

"Okay, professor, I have to get ready to go to class. After all, if I don't hurry up, I may not be able to catch up."

Augustus took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and said softly to Professor Flitwick.

Professor Flitwick apologized repeatedly to Augustus, and asked him to go to the principal's office to discuss in detail at night.

As if he had been pardoned, Augustus thanked the professor and hurried to the Potions classroom.

The potions classroom was in the basement of Hogwarts Castle. There were many braziers hanging in the classroom, but the air was still very cold.

Sensing the surrounding environment, Harry Potter couldn't help shrinking his neck, and then looked around with his eyes. Except for the students, there were only some stuffed animals soaked in potions.

"It's disgusting."

Harry muttered a little, then opened his notebook and wrote a 1 on it, marking this as his first Potions lesson.

"It's a good thing we weren't late. I heard from Fred and the others that Professor Snape is very scary. He's like a vampire bat in human skin."

Ron complained frantically to Harry, and told Harry about Professor Snape with embellishments.

What gloomy, indifferent, mean, harsh, what partiality for Gryffindor students, and who don't like to wash their hair or pay attention to personal hygiene.

It's almost a dirty pervert.

"impossible!"

After hearing Ron's description, Harry couldn't believe it.

"What I said was true, absolutely true."

Ron said loudly with a firm face.

"Oh, it seems you have a deep prejudice against our headmaster, Mr Weasley."

A strange ridicule came from the door.

"It's none of your business, Draco Malfoy, you Slytherins don't have any good people."

Draco frowned and said coldly.

"Be careful with your words. If you dare to insult Slytherin's honor again, we are willing to help your family reduce the financial burden."

After finishing speaking, Weasley ignored him, with a strange face, and directly led the little Slytherin snakes into the classroom.

Seeing that Ron was about to say something more, Harry quickly pulled him back and said eagerly.

"Ron, you are too anxious to speak, don't forget that Augustus is also in Slytherin, don't say any more."

Thinking of the powerful spell he saw on the train, Ron couldn't help shivering, but he still muttered something.

"In the first place, the mysterious man graduated from Slytherin, and people from the Dumbledore family. How could they be assigned to Slytherin? The sorting hat must be broken."

Harry listened to it and thought it was true. In fact, many Gryffindors thought that Augustus should come to Gryffindor. After all, he was the headmaster's grandson. How could Dumbledore go to Slytherin.

Harry and Ron wanted to say something, but the wooden door of the basement was pushed open with a "bang", and a long-haired wizard with a gloomy expression strode into the classroom in a hurry.

Professor Severus Snape went straight to the podium, then turned around, facing the students with his sinister face.

"This class doesn't require you to fiddle around with your wand or say spells."

"So, I think many of you may not know how to appreciate the profound knowledge of potions......"

Professor Snape walked around the classroom while talking, came to the Slytherin students, took a look, and finally set his sights on Draco Malfoy.

"Where has our unparalleled genius, Mr. Augustus Dumbledore, been late for the first class? I hope there is a reasonable explanation."

Snape said coldly, as if the air had dropped a few degrees following his words.

Hearing these terrible words, Draco felt like his heart would stop beating, but he still insisted on explaining to Snape, there was no way he couldn't afford to offend both sides.

After listening to Draco's explanation, Snape nodded expressionlessly, then walked away and continued.

"However, for the very few who are truly gifted, I can teach you how to confuse your mind and confuse your senses. I will teach you to win fame, brew brilliance, and even teach you to resist death."

As soon as the words were finished, Professor Snape pinched the hem of his robe and folded his hands on his chest, looking at everyone with a gloomy expression.

In the classroom, it was dead quiet, only the crackling sound of the firewood burning in the brazier.

Looking at the stunned freshmen in front of him, Snape nodded secretly, ready to move further.

At this moment, suddenly a bright flame ignited in the open space in front of the podium, blocking Snape's progress.

Just as Snape was about to draw out his wand, someone suddenly stepped out of the flames.

"Thank you, Hao Yu." Augustus said kindly, and after finishing speaking, he slowly stroked Hao Yu's back with his hands, and then hung a whole bag of good bird snacks around Hao Yu's neck Only then did Hao Yu disappear into the air in satisfaction.

Looking at the students in front of him, but not seeing Professor Snape, Augustus said with a long breath.

"It's a good thing I wasn't late, otherwise the old bat's face would be so ugly."