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After Professor Snape walked away, Kyle approached the three of them again.

"Professor Snape's first love, whom he loved deeply, was murdered by an old man..."

Voldemort was born in 1926.

He was already in his fifties when he killed Harry's mother and Snape's first love Lily in 1981.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with saying that Voldemort is an old man.

Hermione covered her mouth in shock.

"Snape was originally a lively and cheerful young man, but he has become like that since that incident." This sentence was made by Kyle.

Even if Lily hadn't been murdered, Snape still looked like he was owed a million galleons.

Kyle stared at Harry and Ron.

"Because of that incident, Professor Snape particularly hates men, plus the relationship between the two houses of Gryffindor and Slytherin..."

Snape is the Head of Slytherin House.

Slytherin and Gryffindor have been old enemies since the founding of Hogwarts thousands of years ago.

Kyle crossed his arms and said, "If you don't want to die miserably in Potions class, just dress up as women."

At this moment, there was a noisy flapping of wings above their heads, and a hundred or so owls suddenly flew into the restaurant.

The owls flew around the dinner table until they found their respective owners and dropped letters or packages into their laps.

Harry's owl, Hedwig, fluttered its wings and landed between the jam plate and the sugar bowl, and placed a note on Harry's dinner plate.

Kyle also received the same note that One Dozen brought.

The handwriting on the note was very sloppy and wild, but Kyle could barely make out what was written on it.

Hagrid invited them to have tea with him on Friday afternoon.

Kyle took out his quill and wrote a casual reply on the back of the note, then let One Dozen take the note away.

Harry did almost the same thing.

After replying to Hagrid, Kyle looked at Harry and Ron again.

"What do you think? Do you want to consider my proposal?"

Ron shook his head crazily, "It's impossible to dress like a woman, and it's impossible to dress like a woman in this life."

Well, that's a shame.

If Ron had disguised himself as a woman, he would most likely have been beaten to death by Snape in Potions class.

Kyle looked at Harry, "Harry, what about you?"

Harry thought of the look Professor Snape gave him at the opening dinner. He could feel that Professor Snape didn't like him.

So Harry did not refuse decisively like Ron, but was very hesitant.

Kyle's words were like a devil's whisper, ringing in Harry's ears again.

"You don't want to be made difficult by Professor Snape, right? There are quite a few senior students who cry when Snape makes things difficult for them!"

Harry thought about how he cried when Snape made things difficult for him in Potions class, and then was laughed at by Draco and the other three...

He shook his head hard to drive the image out of his mind, and then looked at Kyle firmly.

"how should I do?"

Kyle opened the ninja bag on his waist, which contained the disguise tools he used to go to the Three Broomsticks bar.

"You finish your meal first, and then I'll help you put on your makeup. Don't worry, you'll have enough time."

…

Potions class is held in an underground classroom, which is cooler than the main building of the castle above.

There are glass jars placed along the wall, and the animal specimens soaked in them are even more shuddering.

Miss Hallie was restless next to Little Beaver, always feeling that the classmates around her were casting strange looks at her.

In fact, Kyle's makeup skills are so advanced that no one even noticed that he was Harry.

In addition to the facial disfigurement, Kyle also used Transfiguration to turn Harry's hair, which was not short, into shoulder-length hair, and then dyed it the same red hair color as his mother.

Moreover, an eleven-year-old boy has just entered the growth stage, and his Adam's apple is not very obvious at all.

In addition, the wizard robes of the little wizards are not so obvious in terms of men's and women's robes...

Therefore, except for the few people who witnessed the whole process of Harry's disguise as Harry, it was impossible for anyone else to recognize that this red-haired little loli was the famous savior classmate.

Harley's worries are just delusions.

Next to him, looking at the little Harley with red lips and white teeth, Ron swallowed without leaving a trace.

If only Harry was really Harry.

Thinking of this, Ron suddenly wanted to slap himself.

What nonsense is he thinking about?

The basement door was pushed open with a bang, and a big bat flew in with fluttering wings.

"You are not allowed to wave your magic wand around or recite spells in my classroom."

Severus Snape strode towards the podium without even looking at the little wizard under the podium.

"You are here to learn the precise science and exacting craft of potion making."

Snape said as he picked up the roster.

"Since there's no silly wand waving here, many of you won't believe it's magic..."

When his eyes reached the Gryffindor students, the roll call sheet in Snape's hand fell to the ground with a bang.

Harley now looks exactly like her mother Lily when she was a child.

This is thanks to the memory scenes that Dumbledore showed Kyle before, so that Kyle can achieve such a wonderful restoration.

Ron caught Snape's gaze and looked at Harry next to him in surprise.

Is what Kyle said true?

Is it really effective for Harry to dress up as Harley?

Snape quickly realized his gaffe and hurriedly picked up the roll call roll on the ground.

"I don't expect you..." Snape's eyes drifted towards Gryffindor, and then he looked away in panic.

"To truly understand that..."

Snape suddenly found that he couldn't go on. He couldn't help but glance at Harry.

"...you can truly appreciate the slow simmering cauldron...the white smoke...wafting out bursts of fragrance..."

I can’t say any more!

Snape threw the roll call sheet on the table with some self-abasement and started to call the names.

When Harry's name was called, Snape took a deep breath and read out Harry's name with a trembling tone.

"Harry Potter!"

Harley responded weakly.

On the Slytherin side, Draco Malfoy turned his head in shock, is this Harry?

Looking at Harry's appearance, an imperceptible red cloud drifted onto Draco's pale cheeks.

He turned back awkwardly and stopped looking at Harley.

Crabbe and Goyle, who were next to him, laughed wildly because the fact that Harry turned into Harry was so shocking.

Two chokeholds were instantly stuck on their faces.

Crabbe and Goyle turned their heads and saw Snape holding up his wand with murderous eyes.

"Potter!" Snape said suddenly, "What will I get if I add narcissus root powder to wormwood infusion?"

What grass root powder should be put into what solution?

Harry glanced at Ron, who was just as stunned as he was.

Hermione raised her arms high in the air.

"I...I don't know, sir." Harley said.

"For honesty, ten points from Gryffindor." Snape's tone was gentler than ever before.

Ron, Hermione:???

Draco, Crabbe, Goyle:???

Other Gryffindors and Slytherins:???

Snape, realizing that he had said something wrong, angrily stared at every little wizard who cast strange glances at him with his death gaze.

The Potions class continued, and although Snape treated Harry kindly, the situation of the little lions did not improve.

Snape divided them into teams of two and instructed them to mix a simple potion to treat scabies.

The old bat dragged his long black cloak around the classroom, watching the little wizards drying nettles and crushing snake fangs.

Almost all the students have been criticized, except for a certain Miss Harley who disguised herself as a woman.

Just as Snape was standing next to Harry, carefully instructing the flattered Harry to cook slugs with tentacles, a burst of acidic green smoke suddenly appeared in the underground classroom, and there was a loud hissing sound.

Neville had somehow burned Seamus' cauldron into a crooked lump.

The potion in the pot spilled onto the stone floor, burning holes in the students' shoes.

Within a few seconds, the whole class was standing on the stools.

When the pot was knocked over, Neville was soaked in the potion.

At this time, his arms and legs were covered with red and swollen scabies, which made him scream in pain.

"Idiot!" Snape roared, waving his wand and sweeping away the potion on the ground.

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

Neville sobbed and cried, and scabies suddenly appeared on his nose.

"Send him to the hospital ward up there," Snape snapped at Seamus.

Then Snape turned to Harry and said softly: "Harry, you're not hurt, are you?"