Hogwarts: From The Obscure To The Dark Lord

"Severus, they are different from Voldemort, those two kids like to play tricks, and I always think that kids who like to play tricks are kind at heart.

Dumbledore said with a smile.

It was as if Professor Snape had eaten earwax-flavored beans, and Dumbledore's talking about pranks reminded him of something bad.

Professor Snape's face darkened even more.

"Like Sirius, the loyal lackey of Voldemort who was imprisoned in Azkaban."

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Professor Snape's mouth, Sirius was famous for his mischief in his school days "he formed a foursome with James, Lupine, and Pettigrew.

"Oh, Severus, please don't mention that name, it was just an accident."

Dumbledore seemed to be begging.

"Hmph! I think you're just old-fashioned. There must be a big secret hidden in those two people. Maybe it's the Death Eaters pretending to be with Polyjuice Potion. Ordinary little wizards don't have such powerful magic power."

Professor Snape sneered.

"Although I am old, I have not yet reached the stage of confusion. I can be sure that the two children are definitely not pretending to be with compound soup."

"As for the secrets hidden in them, Severus, each of us has secrets, and we shouldn't pry into their privacy."

said Dumbledore.

"Huh! Well, then do as you like, then I can guarantee that those two people are definitely not simple, maybe the 880 appearance they are showing now is their disguise.

"You can continue to let them go. Maybe two more demons will appear in the magic world in the future, but at that time, you can no longer stop them."

Professor Snape said disdainfully.

If Toby and Jamie were here, they would be surprised that you saw through them, Professor Snape.

"Oh, Severus, no, no, I've been teaching them all this time, and I can tell they're very bright and eager to learn.

"But they are all good kids, they are kind-hearted, they help their classmates, they have good friends, they are different from Voldemort."

Dumbledore shook his head and said, he thought he was quite accurate in judging people, if those two children could deceive him, then how deep their scheming would be.

"Severus, I asked you to spy on Quirrell, how is it going?"

Dumbledore changed the subject.

"This time the troll incident should be caused by him. He wanted to take advantage of the chaos and sneak to the secret room on the fourth floor, but I was watching him and failed."

Professor Snape said.

"Keep watching him, Severus, it's important."

said Dumbledore.

"I see, I'm leaving if I have nothing to do."

Professor Snape replied, before getting up to leave.

As time passed day by day, after entering eleven (biba) months, the weather became very cold, the mountains around the school were gray and covered with ice and snow, and the surface of the Black Lake was as cold and hard as tempered steel.

Every morning, the ground is covered with thick frost, and Hagrid's tall figure can be seen when looking down from the upper windows of the castle.

Wrapped in a long moleskin overcoat, he wore rabbit fur gloves and huge beaver fur boots to defrost his broomsticks on the Quidditch pitch.

The Quidditch season has begun, and every day at the dining table in the auditorium, you can hear little wizards talking about Quidditch. Quidditch's status in the wizarding world is equivalent to football's status in the Muggle world.

Harry has been in Quidditch training for several weeks, he has become a Seeker for the Gryffindor team, and Professor McGonagall has specially given him a Nimbus 2000, the most advanced broomstick.

"I'm going to my first game this Saturday, oh my god, I'm so nervous what should I do?"?

On the dining table, Harry was holding a copy of "The Magical Quidditch Ball", which Hermione borrowed from the library for him, and he thought it was very interesting.

But soon he will take part in his first Quidditch match, and he feels very nervous, even very worried, what if he doesn't play well.

"Harry, you should have confidence in yourself. You play very well in Quidditch. Don't Wood and the others often praise you?"

Ron reassured that he really wanted to play Quidditch too, but he wasn't Harry and could make an exception for Professor McGonagall.

"Toby, will you and Jamie go to my game on Saturday?"?

Harry turned to look at Toby who was answering Hermione's questions. He hoped that Toby and Jamie could go to his first match. They were best friends, but Toby and Jamie didn't seem interested in Quidditch.

"Of course, we'll see."

Toby replied that although he was not interested in Quidditch, why would he refuse if he was going to watch a game? He should always take some rest time for himself.

"Very good."

Harry looked very happy.

"Harry, look at Professor Snape coming, bow your head quickly, don't let Professor Snape see us."

Ron reminded.

Harry watched Professor Snape limping, and felt a little gloating in his heart. He didn't know what happened to Professor Snape, so he limped himself, maybe he fell.

Professor Snape's face was gloomy, and he was walking with a limp. It happened that his eyes caught Harry looking at him again, and he couldn't help walking towards this side.

Harry hurriedly lowered his head, looking very guilty.

"What are you holding, Potter?"

Professor Snape asked in a low voice, he was in a bad mood, and it was even worse when he saw Harry, why wasn't Harry Harry "It would be nice if Harry always became Harry.

"It's The Magical Quidditch Ball, Professor."

Harry held up the book in his hand to show him.

"You can't read extracurricular books during breakfast, Potter, give it to me, five points off Gryffindor."

Professor Snape found a random reason, snatched the book from Harry's hand, and limped away.

"How can there be such a rule? He must have made it up temporarily. No wonder his legs are limping. It must be because he has done too many evil things and received retribution."

Harry muttered indignantly.

"I hope he hurts enough."

Seeing that Professor Snape had left, Ron on the side raised his head and chimed in.

"You guys, knowing that Professor Snape is in a bad mood, you still bumped your head against his gun, but then again, Harry, you should really look like a girl, so that Professor Snape won't target you. "

"Maybe he will give you extra points!"

"Very well, Miss Potter, you love to learn, Gryffindor will add 20 points."

Toby imitated Professor Snape.

"Oh! That's right, Harry, let Toby help you become a girl, so that Professor Snape won't come to pick on you."

Hermione also laughed and chimed in.

Harry's face turned red immediately, he really didn't understand why Professor Snape hated his boyish appearance so much, but liked his girlish appearance [Is it really because Professor Snape had a crush on his mother before?

Finally, the time came to Saturday. This morning, the weather was sunny and cold, but it was sunny anyway. If it was raining, it would be even worse.

In the auditorium, the tempting aroma of food was wafting, and almost every little wizard was looking forward to the upcoming Quidditch match, and they chatted happily.

Harry was so nervous that he couldn't eat anything, and he didn't even have any appetite. After the persuasion of Ron, Seamus and others, he reluctantly ate a little.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, almost all the teachers and students of the school came to the stands around the Quidditch pitch, and many students brought binoculars.

Although the stands are very high, the Quidditch pitch is also very large, and sometimes it is difficult to see the situation clearly.

Ron, Hermione and the others came to the top row of the stands, and they used a dirty sheet to draw a huge banner saying Potter must win.

"Hasn't Toby come yet? I really don't know where he went. He hasn't been seen all morning. Didn't he say he came to watch the game?"

asked Ron. .