HP heard I should be a Death Eater

The Slytherin common room was unusually jubilant, with all the students - except Snape - enjoying the post-match celebrations here, almost bringing Christmas early.

Only Signus noticed the absence of his dormmate, but only thought it was Snape himself who didn't want to join in the fun and hid back in the dormitory.Of course he would never have imagined that at this moment, Snape, who never wanted to get in touch with others, would actually confront James Potter in the corridor, and the sexual smell between the two seemed to be pulled out at any time. Wand, throwing all the offensive spells that the first year can know at the opponent.

Maybe it's because of the natural discord, the two boys who met officially for the first time actually regarded each other as the most hated person in Hogwarts.

The reason for this was that just after the Quidditch match, Lily saw that Snape had no interest in Slytherin's victory, so she had to temporarily give up the idea of ​​talking to him about Signus, and instead talked about Snape. Potions, the only favorite of Nep's.In just a few minutes, Lily realized that in Potions, Snape had surpassed all the years by too much.She thought her grades were already very good, but she didn't know until now that compared with Snape, she seemed to know nothing about potions.

"You know so much." Lily admired sincerely: "It's a pity that we are not in the same academy. In that case, we can partner with you in Potions class."

Her words were just a casual sigh, but unfortunately, they were heard by James who came to her, and James not only liked her, but also happened to be her potion class partner all the time.

"What's so good about him!" James rushed between the two of them, blocked Lily behind him, and pushed Snape away: "This guy has no friends at all, Lily, haven't you noticed? Every time the potion In class, no one in Slytherin would want to partner with him at all."

Snape's face turned gloomy, Lily shouted angrily: "What does this have to do with you?" Of course she knew about Snape's situation in Slytherin, but she never said anything, lest Snape sad.But now, James suddenly appeared out of nowhere and told Snape's embarrassment in front of so many people in the corridor. Although the students around might forget what happened today when they turned around, He didn't want to wonder who Snape was, but there must have been scars in his heart.

Lily didn't want her friends to be harmed. What's more, even though Snape was only 11 years old like them, he suffered much more than them. Why was he isolated and bullied when he came to the magic world?

"What does it have to do with me?" James' eyes widened and he repeated incredulously.I don't know what kind of distortion and deformation happened in his heart with this sentence, Snape immediately turned from a nasty Slytherin half-blood with a good Potions score to a complete enemy.James pushed Snape again, this time hard enough that Snape slammed into the wall behind him.

"You can't do that to Severus!" Lily also pushed him away and ran towards Snape.Probably because he didn't expect Lily to push him, and he didn't expect the girl he liked to be quite strong. James sat down on the ground unfortunately, and looked at Lily holding Snape's arm in a daze, as if That nasty Slytherin had just fought a troll and looked badly wounded.

"Severus?" James repeated the name.

"Severus Snape." Sirius explained to him beside him: "The only mixed-race freshman in Slytherin, he is quite famous in Slytherin." Although this kind of fame is not something to be proud of .

"Hahaha, what did you say his name was? Snotling?" James suddenly laughed loudly. The students around him were startled by him first, and then they realized that many of them also laughed.

"James Potter!" Lily yelled, looking like she was about to hit someone.

"It's not my fault, it's his own family's broken surname. Merlin, who would be called a snot-nosed!" Lily's anger made James restrain himself a little, and then he couldn't help laughing.

Snape looked at him coldly, unconsciously grasping the wand with his right hand.This is just a subconscious little move, how many spells can he know as a first grader.But someone noticed his hand and yelled for it.

"What does he want!" Peter screamed, pointing at Snape.Sirius turned his head inexplicably, before he could see clearly, he heard James' sarcastic laughter beside him.

"What? Snotty still wants to do something?" James pulled out his wand: "Come on, let me see what you know."

Hallway battles are imminent.This wasn't the first time Gryffindors and Slytherins had clashed, but it was the first time both wands were held by first-years.Some students had already run to the professor, and neither Snape nor Potter had time to talk to each other, they just stared at each other.If they were not in the corridors of Hogwarts at this moment, they might be more willing to pounce on each other directly, and beat each other fatly in a more primitive and direct way.

I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, but the Quidditch match also attracted many professors to watch, and the corridor battle failed to start after all.Just when James was about to cast a spell, Dumbledore hurried up behind several Hufflepuffs.

"Mr. Potter, put down your wand." He said loudly, and James froze as soon as he heard the voice, and could only hold back angrily.

Dumbledore stopped between the two children and gave James a warning look before turning his attention to the only Slytherin here.He knew the Slytherins would be celebrating their victory in the cellar at this point, and even if they weren't all that excited about winning Hufflepuff, they wouldn't want to miss out on the special Butterbeer on Victory Night.

Now it seems that there are always exceptions to everything.

Dumbledore remembered Snape, the only half-blood in Slytherin that wasn't easy to ignore, not to mention that Snape looked a lot like another student from years earlier.Also from the Muggle world, the same mixed blood, the same poor, and the same entered Slytherin.The difference is that it only took a short time for that person to gain a firm foothold in Slytherin and get the friendship of Malfoy's heir at the time, Abraxas.Snape was always lonely, and he was very indifferent to the heir of Black, who was also from a prominent family, as if he was the so-called superior who needed to cherish his feathers more.

What a naive way of self-preservation!Dumbledore could see that Snape didn't dislike Signus, and even got a little close to him before the two fell out inexplicably.All the awkward behaviors of this child are just out of too strong self-esteem and the accompanying low self-esteem.

He might be a breakthrough to get close to Signus.Dumbledore looked at Snape thoughtfully, but there was no difference on the surface, and he said to him as he did to all the Slytherin students: "You are not allowed to fight in the corridor, I don't think this kind of mistake is wrong." It will appear on Slytherin."

"Sorry, I'll keep an eye out," Snape said dryly.

"You two deduct ten points each." Dumbledore said, winking at Snape again: "Slytherin students probably won't like this reason for deducting points, but I don't think there is anything wrong with it." You should look like a child, there is nothing to be shy about being lively."

Snape was silent. He didn't think that any student in Slytherin refused to fight because of shyness, and he didn't think that the first year should cause trouble everywhere.But Dumbledore's words sounded just out of good intentions, and he didn't want to refute.

"If I remember correctly, every time Slytherin House wins a Quidditch match, there will be a celebration banquet." Dumbledore said, looking at Snape.His attention to Snape had already aroused James' dissatisfaction, and the boy behind him glared at Snape, very unbalanced why Dumbledore wanted to talk to a Slytherin even more.

"Maybe." Snape replied vaguely.

Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder: "I think you should go back to the dormitory. Being friendly with your classmates is also a course that the school will teach you, although it will not be written on the curriculum."

Snape had no choice but to nod: "I see." He glanced at Lily, the Gryffindor girl didn't feel the helplessness in his heart, and thought the headmaster's idea was great, she smiled happily at him, wishing she could immediately Drive him back to the cellar.James, on the other hand, changed his expression of dissatisfaction just now, deliberately stood beside Lily, and looked at him triumphantly, as if Dumbledore asked him to go back to the dormitory just to help snatch Lily over.

Snape didn't bother to look at James' extremely naive look, turned around and quickly left the corridor, and went back to the cellar silently.

"Password?" The stone statue at the door asked indifferently.

"Blood." Snape replied equally dryly.

The door opened slowly, and the commotion in the common room was heard immediately. Snape frowned involuntarily, and walked in silently.

No one noticed him coming, or rather, no one wanted to give him any attention.He walked through the living room like a ghost and entered the bedroom area.That's not right, at least the ghost can still be seen by people. He is like an invisible man, existing out of everyone's sight.

Snape glanced back at the classmates who were chatting and laughing together in twos and threes, turned around and quickly returned to the room, closed the door, and used his newly learned Silencing Charm to block out the sound from outside.This spell was supposed to be used when he was going to the library in the future, but now he used it here first.

In the common room, Signus withdrew his gaze from the dormitory area, and continued to listen to the lady in front of him talking about the anecdotes about summer vacation in Paris.The so-called anecdote is actually how many clothes and jewelry she bought in those long-established custom shops.Signus lacked interest, and couldn't even remember who sent such an inexplicable daughter to torture him.Are all pure blood families this lazy now?Wouldn't you find out about his hobbies before approaching him?It's no secret, if you ask a hundred people, there will be only one answer - Quidditch.

"Sorry." Narcissa's hand was on Signus's arm, and a brisk voice came from behind him: "I want to borrow Siegel, I hope I didn't disturb you."

"Of course not." Miss Chatter said with a smile immediately, anyone with eyes can see that she minds very much, but what can be done?She couldn't prevent Miss Black from talking to her cousin.