Reborn at Hogwarts

King's Cross Station, Platform 9.

A crimson steam locomotive was parked beside the platform, the door was quietly opened, and the flight attendants leaned in front of their respective doors, chatting about topics of interest in a bored manner.

A loud crackling sound with an echo, like a gunshot, pierced the drowsy silence. The flight attendants seemed to have heard a certain signal, and they all straightened their backs at the moment when the explosion sounded. , put his hand on the waist where the wand was hanging, and his expression suddenly became tense.

Some unlucky guy's hands trembled for a moment, and his wand fell down the gap between the platform and the train, and rolled into the shadows with a rumble. He looked at the flight attendant at the door next to him for help, and the latter gave him a helpless look.

When two figures, one big and one small, came out from the place where the explosion sounded, they were surprised to find that all the flight attendants looked over in unison, and each of them put on the appearance of facing a big enemy.

"What happened to them?" Ivan asked suspiciously.

"Call me Professor." Snape said coldly. He didn't answer Ivan's question right away, as if after thinking for a while, he spoke again:

"I have no idea."

I don't know... Ivan was speechless.

Then what are you thinking about? Guess?

Fortunately, a flight attendant who came forward immediately answered his question: "You two...ah, are you going to take the Hogwarts Express?"

"Yes." Snape said briefly.

The flight attendant seemed relieved, but still remained inexplicably vigilant, and said to Snape cautiously, "Can you please show me your wand?"

This time Snape was silent. Mr. Dean of Slytherin stared at the flight attendant with cold eyes and remained silent for a long time. The latter was horrified at the sight of him, and the idea of ​​getting out of the way immediately sprouted in his heart, but in the end he insisted on repeating what he said just now.

"Do I need to show my wand too?"

Seeing that Snape was still silent with a gloomy expression, and the cold sweat on the flight attendant's forehead was growing, Ivan broke the deadlock.

Although it is still early at the moment, there are no students who need to take the train to enter the platform, but it is not a good thing to continue to stand here. On this special day today, Ivan just wants to keep a low profile as much as possible, and keep a low profile.

"Oh, you can come first. Thank you." The flight attendant cast a grateful glance at Ivan as if he was pardoned. Instead of accepting the wand handed over by Ivan, he took out his own wand and tapped it lightly with the tip of the wand.

A faint green light flashed on the tip of the staff.

"Huh - thank God. Ah, no, I mean everything is normal, thank you for your cooperation." The flight attendant looked at the tip of the stick with relief, as if the fleeting green light had not been extinguished. He motioned to Ivan to put away his wand, then looked at Snape again: "Sir?"

"……snort."

Severus Snape snorted coldly. This time he didn't insist any longer, took out his wand from his pocket, and handed it to the flight attendant. The flight attendant repeated the previous procedure. When the green light flashed, he laughed dryly and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"It's okay, it's okay." He smiled at Snape and Ivan, "Did you apparate in?"

"Yes." Seeing that Snape had no intention of speaking, Ivan could only answer for him.

"Starting today, apparation is prohibited here." The flight attendant pointed to a wrought iron archway not far away with "Platform 9" written on it. Ivan recognized that it was the entrance to the platform from the outside world. "This morning We posted notices outside the corridors just after eight o'clock - invisible to Muggles, of course - but hadn't had time to install the anti-apparition magic in the station."

"Prohibition of Apparition?" Ivan didn't seem to have this kind of situation in the original book.

"Yes, we have received some...information that criminals may sneak into the station today to sabotage, so we made some arrangements in advance." The flight attendant did not elaborate on what information they received. In fact, they said After finishing these words, he seemed to feel that he had said too much, so he closed his mouth, and simply made a gesture of "please go this way" to the two of them, and let them enter the car from his car door .

From the beginning to the end, Snape's expression was very cold, and he didn't respond to the information mentioned by the flight attendant.

After entering the carriage, he flicked his cloak and walked ahead. Ivan followed him in the train for a while, before stopping outside a box marked "Only for Faculty and Staff".

"Go in."

said Snape.

So Ivan dragged the suitcase and got in.

There was no one in the box, and obviously no Hogwarts staff had boarded the train except the two of them. Ivan noticed that the traceless stretching spell was cast in this box. Although the facilities are similar, the space inside is obviously much larger than other boxes.

Ivan looked around, and instead of trying to put the suitcase on the luggage rack above his head, he pushed it into a corner and sat down nearby. Turning his head, he saw that Snape had also walked in, sitting across from him and staring at him silently.

"professor?"

"How much do you know about Paracelsus?" Snape asked suddenly.

When he said the name "Paracelsus", Ivan immediately had an ominous premonition.

"Not many. Most of them are based on the contents of the books." He said quickly, while observing the changes in Snape's expression calmly, "He...appeared again?"

Snape snorted coldly, obviously, he thought Ivan was lying. But he didn't pursue it, just said: "The flight attendant just now used to be my student. Slytherin's, student."

"He's an Auror."

"Auror?" Ivan's thoughts flashed, and he desperately recalled what he saw before boarding the train in his mind. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, "Is he not alone? Those flight attendants..."

"...they're basically Aurors. Except for the guy who can't even hold his wand steady, he's the only one who's a real flight attendant." Snape sneered at the guy who dropped his wand under the car.

"Are they Aurors? The one who came to check the wand just now is still your student?" Ivan thought for a while, and his brows gradually frowned, "Professor...you can't be angry because he didn't recognize you, right? So Didn't cooperate with the wand check in the first place?"

"I think you can take this idleness away and use it in your Potions class." Snape said coldly, "Mr. Vesemir... don't think your little tricks can fool me Eyes. Deliberately smashing the exam? If you dare to do it next time, so that you don't take me and Potions class seriously... I will let you spend the entire school year in detention."

But isn't the next exam going to be a holiday soon... This sentence was sensibly held back by Ivan.

"You mentioned Paracelsus just now." He simply changed the subject, "You mean, he is the outlaw that the Auror mentioned just now?"

"No, not him." Snape's answer was unusually certain. "Paparacelsus, he was dead. Just five days ago."

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