Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

After the Malfoy siblings left, the atmosphere in the box seemed to have eased, and Neville let go of his fist, but Hermione didn't continue reading.

"Do you think I should beat him up, Neville?"

Harry glanced at Neville and sat back beside him.

"The Malfoy family has a bad reputation." Neville nodded. "He's a Death Eater, Lucius Malfoy."

"Yeah, his father is a bastard, but I can't think that just because his father is a murderer, he is right. If you can change it, then forget it. If you can't change it, then forget it."

Neville nodded, exhaling a foul breath.

"What's the matter, Hermione, you seem quite surprised?"

"I thought I would do it."

"Don't be so prejudiced, okay, I beat people in the group arena openly and aboveboard. I didn't learn boxing to bully ordinary people. With Draco's body, I punched him with either a severe concussion or a skull fracture. You treat me as a Violent mad?"

Harry rolled his eyes, "Look, this is prejudice, am I such an unreasonable person?"

He stretched, pulled his backpack against the wall and squinted his eyes.

"This Hogwarts express is really slow."

Looking at the field outside the window, Harry dozed off in a daze.

He was woken up by Hermione, the sky outside the window had already darkened, and the imminent arrival at the station meant that they needed to change into school uniforms.

"The train will arrive at Hogwarts in five minutes. Please leave your salute on the train. We will send you to school."

The conductor's voice echoed on the train, more and more little wizards left the box, and the aisle was packed to the brim.

Many freshmen leaned over the windows and looked out, but they couldn't see anything except the dark night, and they couldn't see the shadow of the castle at all.

The vehicle came to a complete stop, and the passengers rushed to the door and went down to a dark and small platform. The cold night made people shiver, and a thick street lamp lit up on the platform, oh, that It was Hagrid, holding a huge kerosene lantern that looked like a street lamp, since he was so tall.

"First-year freshmen! First-year freshmen come here!"

Hagrid greeted loudly, and he saw Harry's eyes in the crowd.

"Harry, come over here, how's your holiday?"

"Excellent Hagrid."

Harry squeezed through the crowd and gave Hagrid a hug. The giant smiled cheerfully and patted Harry on the back.

"You can come to my place for tea when you have time in the future, but for now—first-year freshmen! Come to me!"

Hagrid's loud voice spread throughout the station, and the little wizard passing by him plugged his ears to keep his head from buzzing later.

The young wizards who entered this year formed a loose queue, and they clustered around Hagrid, looking up at him.

"Everyone is here, then let's go."

Hagrid beckoned, and then led the team out of the station, but within two steps, Hagrid's oil lamp saw a dark shadow, a ghost in a black robe floating eerie in the night, several The timid little wizard screamed in fright, Hagrid waved his hand at the crowd, and then spoke to the shadow.

"Professor Snape, can you stop wearing a big black robe to be scary at night? I thought it was a dementor just now."

Hagrid patted his chest with lingering fear. He once went to Azkaban for a few days, and that time left him with absolutely unforgettable and terrifying memories.

"Perhaps." Snape's face emerged from the darkness, "You can ask me for a potion for your eyes."

"Am I like a dementor?" Snape laughed sullenly, and everyone flinched back, terrified.

"Give me a break," Hagrid murmured softly, "as long as you don't run into the woods in the middle of the night to shave my cuties, I'll be thankful."

"Okay, Professor Snape, what's your business here? I have to send the new students to the castle quickly."

"I'm here to find someone."

Snape said blankly, "Where is Pot, come with me."

His eyes swept across, and he saw Harry who stood out in the crowd at a glance.

"You can take the others away first, he will follow later." Snape waved his hand and said coldly, "Come with me, Pot."

He disappeared into the darkness, walking without even the sound of footsteps.

People's eyes focused on Harry's face, he was standing next to Hagrid, his face was illuminated by a kerosene lamp, whether they knew Harry or not, at this moment, they couldn't help thinking of something bad, after all This Snape... is really scary.

Harry hesitated for a moment, he didn't understand why Snape was looking for him, but this was already at the boundary of Hogwarts, so maybe there was nothing wrong with it?

Harry swallowed his saliva, bit the bullet and walked in the direction Snape had just left.

He glanced back, Hagrid led the other freshmen down the path.

"Broken ↑ Special ↓"

Snape's voice appeared in the darkness, appearing as abruptly as he had just disappeared, Harry's goosebumps rose, half of it was scared, and the other half was also scared.

A ball of light lit up, and the ball of light illuminated by Illumination dispelled the darkness. Harry turned his head suddenly, and he found that Snape was standing next to him without a sound, and his face was very close.

"Can you stop being so scary, Professor Snape?"

Harry took a half step back with his arms folded, feeling like he was in a den of thieves.

"Sure enough." Snape looked at Harry's face and murmured, "Your eyes are exactly like your mother's."

Snape straightened up, looking at Harry scrutinizingly.

"I'm here to tell you something, Pot."

Snape's voice was very soft, but in a whispering voice, every syllable could be heard clearly.

"I, Severus Snape, am your godfather."

"What did you say?!"

Harry, who was numb in an instant, was almost scared to the ground. Isn't this news scarier than Voldemort shooting himself in the head with a 50 desert eagle?

"You are my godfather?!" Harry stared in disbelief at Snape, who had a smile on his lips, "What about Sirius Black?"

Snape's face turned gloomy all of a sudden, black as if it was about to drip.

"Why does Hagrid talk out everything?" Snape gritted his teeth and muttered in a low voice. In his impression, Hagrid was the only one who didn't shut the door and told Harry these things.

"So is he."

Harry saw Snape's face twitch when he said this.

A person can only have one godmother, but generally there are two godfathers. After the child is born, the parents will invite famous local people or their friends to be the godfather and godmother of the child. Dudley also has one. There is a saying : This world is too dangerous, a child needs at least two fathers to protect him from growing up healthily.

"Your mother and I are good friends. We have known each other since childhood. Of course, I also know your aunt. She also wanted to go to Hogwarts at that time. I sent the letter for her."

"But after I became a wizard, I basically lost contact."

"Then..." There was a hint of hesitation on Harry's face, he didn't know if some words should be said or not.

"What's the matter, Harry?" Snape raised an eyebrow slightly.

"In the past, there was a saying that bats became spirits in the community every Christmas."

"I'm not, I'm not, it's not me."

Snape shook his head quickly, then coughed solemnly.

"Hmm~ Look at this."

Snape pulled out a photo from his arms and placed it in front of Harry. It was a group photo, which had been altered. James and Lily stood at the front, and Lily was holding the newborn baby in her arms. Harry, with a weak but happy smile on her face, and behind the two of them a kobold was surreptitiously fighting Snape.

The magic photo is moving, and Harry saw Snape and Sirius fighting with their fingerprints on the back of his parents, and it was a dead end.

"I thought the photo wasn't very realistic, so I helped him beautify it."

Snape curled his lips, he was definitely responsible for Sirius' dog head.

"This Blake is not a good guy. If you see him in the future, don't believe a word he says. Of course, you won't see him in the future, that bastard!"

He spat, and there was even a murderous look in his eyes.

"Ah, no, if you and my mother are childhood sweethearts since childhood, then what?"

"Because we are too familiar." Snape covered his forehead and said with a painful face, "Your mother said you are too familiar, and we are too familiar, so you took advantage of your father James."

"She also said to introduce me to a girlfriend of hers, however." Snape sighed, "I couldn't wait until that day"

"It's all—" Snape gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, but didn't continue.

"I'm here to tell you this, Harry." Snape reached out and patted Harry's head. "But at school, call me a professor, and don't tell anyone else."

Snape raised a finger to his mouth, "Remember?"

Seeing Harry nodded, Snape pointed to the darkness ahead, "Go, Hogwarts is still waiting for you."

"By the way, there is one more thing. When you are sorting later, you can choose Slytherin. Remember, if you want to go to Slytherin, don't think about Gryffindor. Stupid brain, and I don't want you to make the same mistakes, Harry."

Snape spoke seriously, not joking at all.

"But."

"Nothing but, Slytherin is your best choice, I'm your godfather, I won't harm you, Harry."

"Remember!"

He planned to disappear into the darkness once again, leaving like a ghost.

"But I want to go to Hufflepuff."

Snape's shoulders tilted, and he almost fell to the ground. He turned his head and looked at Harry with a look of 'Why are you more outrageous than your mother', which made his scalp tingle.

"You..." Snape's mouth twitched violently a few times, "Oh..."

He sighed, "It's up to you."

Snape shook his head and left, muttering something: the child has grown up and has his own thoughts.

After Snape left, Harry, whose mind was in a mess, squatted on the ground, holding his head and fell into confusion. After a while, he pulled out the ebony and pulled the trigger forward, "Luminescence Glittering." With the light of the Light Curse, he trotted forward, and soon came to a lake, where the little wizards were boarding a boat, Hermione and Neville waved to him, and they left an empty seat for him.

"That Professor Snape didn't give you a hard time, did he, Harry?"

Looking at Harry's troubled face, Hermione asked with concern.

"Oh, it's okay, it's just that my head is buzzing and hurting, it's probably yang."

"Leave me alone, I'll be fine later."

The boat carrying them left the lake shore, and paddled silently towards the dark and calm lake ahead, making circles of small ripples, and the Hogwarts Castle standing on the cliff in the distance was brilliantly lit.