Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

The first day of class can be called a perfect ending.

Everyone's enthusiasm for learning was very high, and their progress was so fast that He Shenyan was a little surprised. However, considering that these people were originally wizards, it was not surprising that they learned faster than the ordinary people in the world who were exposed to magic for the first time.

.He was sitting in the empty principal's office at this time. Dumbledore sat cross-legged not far from him, closing his eyes tightly, breathing slowly and forcefully. There was a warm blanket under his buttocks, with a little bit of white magic light.

Emitted from him.

Snape was looking at Dumbledore not far away. He was so focused that it was as if Dumbledore's every breath during meditation was worth recording.

He Shenyan was sitting on the other side. He was lying on a comfortable and wide chair and reading the "Standard Spell Encyclopedia". There was an old, patched peaked hat on the ground beside him. There was a picture in the middle.

The blurry face. The famous hat was chattering at this time: "Can't you put me on a chair? The ground is too cold. Young man, can't you treat me with the most basic things?

Don’t you have any respect? I have the most amazing hat!”

He Shenyan yawned. He didn't even bother to look at the dirty hat. The oil on the hat was even reflective, as if it had never been cleaned for centuries. He said slowly: "No.

.This is your punishment for saying I should go to Azkaban."

He turned the page of the book and suddenly smiled: "I'm actually very curious that you have survived as a hat for testing people's personalities for centuries. Don't you find it boring?"

The Sorting Hat didn't speak for a long time. It can read minds and has the intelligence of the four founders of Hogwarts. It can be said to be one of the smartest magical objects that most wizards and witches will ever see in their lives.

1. So it fully understood what the young man was alluding to. It finally spoke with difficulty: "What you are about to do to the magical world is unprecedented, and it may lead to a very bad result..."

"Actually, I'm going to correct you a little bit."

He Shenyan suddenly became interested. He knew why the hat said that he should go to Azkaban when he put it on, because it saw part of his thoughts. But he didn't care. He smiled faintly.

Said: "I haven't done it yet."

"Besides, it's all about human effort, isn't it? What I'm about to do to the world is truly unprecedented - because it's a revolution."

He straightened up, stared at the dirty surface of the Sorting Hat, and flicked his fingers. The Sorting Hat flew in front of him, and he heard his pleasant voice: "Dumbledore has taken the time to go to the Ministry of Magic this afternoon to inform him.

They, Hogwarts, will completely change the previous teaching methods and courses in the new school year. If even your principal agrees with my idea, what else can you do?"

He spun the Sorting Hat in the air, and black magic appeared out of thin air, cleaning its surface. The originally brown-black hat now looked white, which was enough to prove how dirty it was. See

At this scene, He Shenyan had undisguised disgust in his eyes. He put the Sorting Hat back on the ground: "As a hat, you can only watch me change everything. Whether it is good or bad is up to you."

Come and see.”

After saying this, he ignored the silent Sorting Hat and continued to read the book.

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The next period of time passed very peacefully. He Shenyan praised Flitwick's hard work and talent more than once in class. He was the one who learned the fastest. As time went by, they were all able to do it skillfully.

Meditated. Snape was the most difficult one among them. He had to use potions more than once to calm himself down. It seemed that he just couldn't calm down.

It was August 30th, and He Shenyan gave them two days off. September 1st was the beginning of the new semester at Hogwarts, and it was necessary to introduce new students... sort them into different houses... guide them to move in, etc.

Complicated matters. He Shenyan planned to let Dumbledore and others take charge of the second-year students and up, while he would take charge of the freshmen. Meditation and basic knowledge were a very necessary part of magic, and he had to do it himself to feel at ease.

The faculty and staff went to make preparations, while he stayed in the former principal's office and continued writing his book.

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Snape knocked on the door of Dumbledore's new office. After receiving permission, he walked in and arranged his black suit awkwardly. Dumbledore smiled narrowly: "You look very good.

,Severus."

Snape looked really good indeed. His hair was cut short and his beard was clean shaven. He even had some aftershave he got from who knows where. He looked like a

There are more Wall Street elites than wizards.

He took a deep breath, picked up the black suitcase that Dumbledore had prepared for him, and said, "I'm leaving now to pick her up."

"You don't have to be like this."

"I insist."

Dumbledore shrugged.

In a wave of magic, Snape opened the portal and left. Dumbledore sat behind his desk and shook his head. He took off his crescent-shaped glasses and looked at the scenery outside the window without saying a word.

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No. 4 Privet Drive.

Snape appeared in this quiet community. The portal was completely different from the Apparition and made no sound. He had thought about this day countless times, but when this day actually came, he still felt very nervous.

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He swallowed and licked his lips subconsciously. He walked forward and knocked on the door.

"Who?!"

A fat man opened the door. He looked - 'like a pig' - Snape thought.

This man's facial features were squeezed together by fat, and there was another layer of chin hanging on his chin. It even gave people a feeling of effort when he walked. The man glanced at Snape, and suddenly put on a smiling face, and his tone

They all became gentle: "Hello, sir, what can I do for you?"

"Harry Potter." He spat out four words, not even a single extra word.

The man's expression changed. He pointed at Snape and said fiercely: "You'd better leave here now. We don't have this person here."

"Yeah?"

Snape said coldly. The man suddenly began to float, his face turned red, and he opened his mouth to scream. But Snape pointed casually: "Shut up."

He ignored the fat pig that floated to the ceiling. In fact, he had always complained about Dumbledore letting them take care of Harry. He had not put forward his opinions before because of Voldemort's pressure. But now, some things must be done

changed.

He stepped into the room, glanced around, and saw on the dining table a boy who was as fat as a pig like his father, and a woman he had seen before. Although he had black hair, his green eyes were exactly the same as hers.

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Snape's expression was still without any warmth, and there was not even a hint of emotion in his tone: "Petunia Dursley."

"I'm looking for Harry Potter."

"Where is she?"

Petunia held the spatula tightly in her hand. She pulled her son, Dudley, up from the large plate of bacon in front of him, pulled him behind her, and then pointed to a door under the stairs with a pale face.

Door.

Snape frowned.

He stepped over, his leather shoes squeaking on the floor. Dudley wanted to say something, but his mother covered his mouth tightly.

Snape opened the door, and there was a red-haired girl sleeping on her shabby wooden bed with her back to him. He even saw a nest of spiders in the corner. The place was filled with musty smell, and the space was so narrow that he even had to bend over.

The man entered from the waist. The man was silent for a while. Instead of waking the girl, he turned around and closed the door softly.

He closed his eyes and took two deep breaths, and the complicated emotions in his heart became more and more tangled.

Petunia murmured and wanted to say something, but Snape raised his hand to signal her to shut up. He calmed down, opened the door again and walked in.

He patted the girl awake. She rubbed her messy hair and sat up sleepily. She fumbled a few times and put on her glasses. She looked at Snape with her emerald green eyes and said, "Uh... Sir? Excuse me.

, what’s the matter with you?”

Snape just looked at her blankly.

After two minutes, until the girl felt a little uneasy about this, he said dryly: "...I am a teacher at Hogwarts. You can call me Severus Snape. I am here to pick you up."

You go to school."

Harley blinked, tilted her head and said, "Hogwarts? What is that?"

Snape was stunned for a moment and asked, "Didn't you receive the letter?"

"What letter?"

He turned his head and looked at the woman in the corner of the kitchen. She trembled and ran to the trash can to dig out a large pile of letters and handed them to Snape, then ran away sobbing.