Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

The next day, Moriarty climbed out of bed.

Perhaps it was her last year at Hogwarts, and Tonks was particularly determined in her demands, coupled with Violet's growing soft body...

Only Moriarty himself can experience the feeling.

After waking up the two girls, they went to the auditorium to have breakfast together.

When all the little snakes on the Slytherin table arrived, Lilith couldn't help but said in surprise when she saw Moriarty arriving late: "What's wrong? You used to be the first person to wake up in the whole castle."

Moriarty shrugged nonchalantly, "There are always some issues in magic worth thinking about, right."

Lilith sniffed Moriarty and said suspiciously, "I don't believe you."

Gemma on the side saw Tonks's radiant face and Violet's energetic look, which she had been dozing off in the morning for a long time, and she understood a little bit.

She poked Moriarty twice in the waist as if playing a prank.

A soreness appeared from my waist.

"hiss--"

Moriarty swallowed the remaining syllables.

"Senior Gemma, what made you become a bad student?"

Gemma chuckled and lowered her head to eat.

Moriarty quickly finished his breakfast, stood up and walked towards Jericho and others who were waiting for him.

Neville passed by and saw him staring at the two dark circles under his eyes, and asked casually: "Neville, are you awake?"

"I'm sorry, sir." Neville answered honestly: "I was a little excited. I thought a lot last night. I don't know how to write a letter to grandma - if she knew I came to Slytherin, she would definitely scold me with a howler letter.

of."

The little snakes next to him laughed out loud, and Soldaya shook his head, saying that this would affect the reputation of Slytherin House.

Neville lowered his head even more dejectedly. Moriarty just patted his shoulder and left: "The only way to grow up, young man."

Neville suddenly summoned up the courage and drank half the bowl of oatmeal in one breath, "Let's go, Harry. The first class for freshmen is Transfiguration, and Professor McGonagall is notoriously strict."

Harry nodded. He felt that he was quite lucky to have Neville as his roommate. At least he would not be penalized by the professor for being late.

When Moriarty heard Neville's words, he stopped and turned around to warn: "Be prepared in Potions class, Potter, don't be deducted too many points."

After that, Moriarty went to his fourth grade classes. The first period was Charms, and then there was a Care of Magical Creatures class in the afternoon.

"We have a new professor in our Care of Magical Creatures class, do you know?" Moriarty said to the students around him.

"Ah?" Marcus was the first to be surprised, with a hint of excitement in his tone: "Is Hagrid the new professor?"

"I have to mention, I'm afraid you are the only one in the whole castle who expects Hagrid to be a professor."

Lilith said nonchalantly, making all the little snakes except Marcus laugh.

Jericho asked: "Sir, who is the new professor? You must know."

"The new professor is Pearly, the centaur chief who created the finals of the five-school league." Moriarty said: "I fully believe she is qualified for this position."

"It's not too bad if it's her." Jericho's eyes blurred as he thought of Professor Centaur's plump buttocks...

A group of people walked further and further away.

Harry, who was sitting on the long table, looked at their backs with confusion.

"Why did Mr. Moriarty remind me to be prepared in Potions class?"

Neville shook his head: "I don't understand either, but! You must listen to Mr. Moriarty's words. He said you have to be prepared, so you'd better do it."

"Hurry up, we don't have time."

Neville couldn't help but become anxious when he saw that the Pansy trio had left, and even the solitary Shabini had left the auditorium.

When Neville and Harry arrived at the Transfiguration classroom, it was already filled with first-year students from Slytherin and Gryffindor.

There was a calico cat sitting on the lectern.

Seeing that Professor McGonagall was not here, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in the last row.

When class time came, Harry hadn't seen Professor McGonagall yet, and heard Pansy and the other two whispering, saying that Draco... Malfoy hadn't come yet.

And Neville also discovered that Ron Weasley didn't come.

Shabini finally found the target of ridicule, "Did you see that? That boy, the pure-blood traitor Weasley, didn't come. He must have been frightened by the curse! He might have even wet the bed."

But no one paid attention to him.

"Bang!"

The classroom door was pushed open, and Ron and Draco rushed in, jostling each other, but it was already past the class time.

"Draco!" Pansy waved happily. Draco glanced at her, then lowered his head and walked to the last row.

Ron was looking for his two roommates, Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas.

Ron sat next to them and shouted angrily: "Why don't you wake me up? You know there are classes this morning!"

Seamus and Dean glanced at Ron fearfully and shrank to the other side. On the other side was Lavender Brown.

Instead, she looked Ron up and down, as if looking at a rare animal.

Ron had already read the eyes of his roommates, and they were afraid that Ron's curse would affect them.

As for Draco not being woken up, Ron was prepared. He never expected that he would also be isolated.

No, it’s more terrifying than isolation!

Ron found that both the little lion and the little snake were looking at him with strange eyes.

Suddenly, the spotted cat jumped down from the desk and turned into Professor McGonagall.

"Weasley? And Malfoy?" Professor McGonagall asked coldly: "Explain the reason for being late?"

Ron and Draco blamed each other for delaying getting up.

Professor McGonagall didn't buy it and decisively deducted 20 points from both of them.

In the next class, Professor McGonagall assigned an assignment to turn a match into a needle, but no one completed it until the end of get out of class.

When Seamus turned the match into a needle, he caused a small explosion and singed a piece of his hair. Ron laughed in revenge.

Harry's own match didn't move at all. He saw Shabini secretly take out a pin, and then received a sharp look from Professor McGonagall.

Neville didn't change either, which made Harry feel much better and felt that he was not so bad.

It’s time for the second period, potions class.

Potions class was in the underground classroom, and Harry felt shuddering as he walked on the road. Once inside, Harry saw the glass jars placed along the wall and the animal specimens soaked in them, and swallowed his saliva.

"Have you ever seen TV?" Harry said to Neville: "The above shows: There is a room arranged like this, and its owner is usually a weird and evil scientist."

However, he ignored that Neville didn't know what television was.

Harry wanted to say something else, "Bang"!

The classroom door seemed to have been kicked open, and Harry thought a shell was coming and almost had a heart attack.

Professor Snape strode in, picked up the roster and called the names.

Surprisingly, Professor Snape named Gryffindor first, and when he named Draco, his brows were raised high, but Draco still lowered his head, looking shameless in front of others.

Finally, he ordered Slytherin, and when Harry realized it, Professor Snape stopped.

Harry peeked over and met the teacher face to face. Harry could guarantee that he saw murderous intent in his eyes!

An unknown premonition came to Harry's mind, and Harry felt that this class would not go well.

"Oh, yes," Si Jiao whispered, as if he had bitten a piece of meat in his mouth: "Ha~ Rui - Po Te - this is our new arrival - a famous person -"

Each word had a long ending, and Pansy laughed thinly when she heard the teacher calling Harry "Potter", and even Draco raised his head.

Harry lowered his head and tried not to show up, because his instinct told him that Professor Snape really, really disliked him, hated him, even hated him.

Next, Professor Snape finished his short opening remarks, and the whole class fell silent.

"Potter!" Snape said without warning, "What will I get if I add narcissus root powder to wormwood infusion?"

ah?

Harry turned his head left and right, hoping to get some hints, but Neville was sitting upright with his head buried low.

Harry had to stand up and say.

"I don't know, Professor."

"You don't know." Professor Snape said tightly.

"Let's try again. Bro!" Professor Snape's voice echoed underground: "If I asked you to find me a bezoar, where would you look for it?"

Harry found it unreasonable. He had no idea what bezoar was.

"I don't know, Professor."

In order to answer calmly, Harry tried not to look at Pansy, Sabine and Nott, who were all trembling with laughter.

Professor Snape curled his lips contemptuously.

"I guess you didn't read a single book before school started, right? Pote!"

Harry forced himself to stare directly into the teacher's cold eyes. When he was at the Dursley's house, he had indeed turned over all the textbooks, but he was in such a bad mood last night that he couldn't remember anything.

At this time, Professor Si stared at Harry's green eyes in a daze.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say, "Your eyes are like your mother."

It has been 11 years since he saw his sweetheart's eyes. The beauty in his memory traveled through time and space, making him sentimental and angry.

"Damn it Potter!"

Steve cursed in his heart, he never concealed his hatred for James Potter.

If it hadn't been for Potter, Lily wouldn't have died.

This child...

It won't appear either.

When Harry was sorted into Slytherin, Snape showed great anger. He had been disgusted by a bad character in his youth, and he could no longer tolerate another bad character continuing to disgust him in his own house.

What's even worse is that this Po Te is the child, the only child of his beloved Lily and his love rival Po Te!

The teacher stared at Harry for a while, and his complicated mood made him unable to ask.

"Sit down!" he snapped at Harry. "Let me tell you, Pot!"

"Narcissus root powder and mugwort can be mixed together to prepare a very powerful sleeping pill, which is the water of life and death in one dose."

Yes, I'm sorry for Lily's death.

He blinked and continued, his anger seemed to be less intense.

"Bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat. It has a strong detoxifying effect."

"Do you understand? Why don't you write this all down?"

Harry sat down as if he had been granted an amnesty and spent the rest of the lesson cautiously, determined not to make any mistakes.

What gave him a slight balance was that all the students had been criticized by the teacher, except Draco.

Harry saw the professor pat Draco on the shoulder and they whispered something.

When it came time to boil the potion, the teacher divided the students into groups of two, Harry and Neville. While they were brewing, an explosion occurred in the other group of Ron and Seamus.

As if to take revenge on his roommate for not waking him up, Ron somehow burned Seamus' cauldron into a crooked piece. The potion in the cauldron spilled onto the stone floor, burning holes in Dean's shoes next to him.

When the crucible was knocked over, Seamus was soaked in the potion. His arms and legs were covered with red and swollen boils, which made him scream in pain.

"Idiot!" Snape roared, waving his wand to clean it up.

"I suppose you put the porcupine quill in the cauldron without taking it off the fire, didn't you?"

Simon cried and shook his head, while Ron gloated, but Dean stood up and said that Ron did it on purpose, for revenge.

The teacher asked Ron to be sent to the school hospital while deducting 20 points from Ron.

Then he turned to Harry and yelled: "Butter! Why didn't you tell him not to add porcupine quills? You think he made a mistake just to show you, okay?"

"Your performance is terrible! It was a mistake for you to be sorted into Slytherin! If I were you, I would hurry up and go back to Muggles!"

"Because of your poor performance in this class, Slytherin has been deducted 1 point!"