The Little Superman of Hogwarts

【The Little Superman of Hogwarts - Snape】

In the following days, Kerry jumped back and forth between 【Genius】 and 【Waste】, so that the entire Hogwarts knew that the first-year student who fought at the welcoming banquet was a schizophrenic patient.

Transfiguration — 【Waste】

【Magic insulator?】 (Professor McGonagall's doubts)

Charms — 【Waste】

【Great potential】 (Professor Flitwick's euphemistic evaluation)

Defense Against the Dark Arts — 【Genius】

【A complete genius!】 (Professor Quirrell's excited words)

Herbology — 【Genius】

【Future successor!】 (Professor Sprout's fanatical cry)

History of Magic — 【Genius】

【You are the God of History!】 (Ghost professor worshiping...)

Astronomy — 【Genius】

【Are you from the starry sky?】 (Sinistra doubts life)

Flying — 【Waste】

【Is there a possibility that you are an elephant?】 (Madam Hooch's words)

In general, it's fifty-fifty...

Four days passed in the blink of an eye, and Friday arrived. It is worth mentioning that Malfoy did not have any conflict with Harry in Flying class, and no one was injured. Neville was caught by Kerry—yes, Neville still fell, and Kerry was almost certain that Professor Quirrell had done it, but he couldn't find any evidence.

Kerry judged that Quirrell should want to take this opportunity to kill or at least injure Harry Potter, so as to vent his anger for his good master, but Neville got the order wrong and got the problematic broom.

In the end, Neville fell down by himself, but Kerry was prepared for this and miraculously caught Neville.

A disaster and conflict were quelled.

Harry Potter's flying talent was displayed from the first lesson, but it was not as prominent as in the original script, but he was still internally appointed by Madam Hooch as a Quidditch reserve player.

Until this Friday, Kerry went to the dungeon for Snape's Potions class.

Kerry really wanted to ask—what's so special about you, Snape? Other teachers have at least two classes a week, but your course only has one.

As soon as you enter the Potions classroom, you feel a chill—it's gloomy and damp inside, and the surroundings are full of various specimens soaked in formalin—including internal organs and plants.

An oily old bat floated in—like a ghost.

Snape walked to the front desk, waved his wand, and the surrounding windows were automatically pulled down, making the room even darker. Under the dim light, Snape's hooked nose was like a demon.

Kerry felt that if Snape were to be dubbed, he would definitely need to use 《Little Sister Carrying a Doll》...

In Potions class, Gryffindor and Slytherin share the same classroom. Malfoy glared at Kerry fiercely. He clearly remembered the footprints at the welcoming banquet.

In the past few days, Malfoy can be said to have been unable to eat or drink, just holding his breath—he didn't find a suitable opportunity in Flying class on Thursday, and he has to find a way to show his face in "his own territory" today.

"Such a warm morning, but I have to come to the classroom to educate you idiots, I'm really annoyed, so—it's best that no one skips class when I call the roll later, otherwise that person will be in big trouble!" Snape said gloomily.

Listening to Snape's roll call, Kerry suddenly felt that the flow of magic was a little wrong, so he opened his clairvoyant eyes and looked at Snape. The shining golden light blinded Kerry's dog eyes!

A doe stood in the air, quietly watching the students. Kerry took a lot of effort to see clearly. In an instant, Kerry understood that it was Snape's Patronus—that Patronus was not watching all the students, but staring at a corner—the location of Harry Potter!

Obviously, this Patronus was not summoned by Snape voluntarily, but appeared passively and subconsciously, so it did not manifest itself and was seen by others... Kerry thought quietly—and the reason why the subconscious mind would produce a Patronus is because Snape felt some happiness?

Could it be that just seeing Harry Potter already makes Snape feel happy? What kind of pervert is this? ? ? Snape, you ultimate simp! Even the child born to your beloved woman and another man makes you feel so sorry?

Kerry was speechless to the extreme, quietly watching the light of the Patronus. In the eyes of others, the dark and terrifying dungeon was illuminated by the light of the Patronus in Kerry's eyes, full of warmth, peace, and the aura of love...

Kerry was almost intoxicated by it.

At this moment, Hermione gently poked Kerry's arm—the two were sitting together, and had been together for the past three or four days.

Snape called Kerry's name!

Kerry instantly came out of the Patronus's atmosphere and quickly replied: "Yes!"

Snape's face darkened: "Mr. Feynman, do you have ears? Or are your ears not used to hear sounds?"

"I'm sorry, I was distracted!" Kerry said.

"Distracted? If you are distracted while making potions, you will die miserably!" Snape said fiercely: "Gryffindor loses five points!"

Kerry shrugged helplessly, and Hermione rolled her eyes at Kerry.

"Oh—Harry Potter, this is our newcomer—a famous person." Snape called Harry's name, his words filled with a strong mocking tone.

Kerry couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for Harry Potter. The deeper the love, the deeper the hate. Even the subconscious Patronus would come out involuntarily to take a look at Harry Potter. One can imagine how much Snape's simping index has broken through the sky.

Snape turned his head to face all the little wizards: "Potions is the most precise subject. It has extremely strict process requirements. You don't need to wave your wands in this class, so many of you will think that Potions is not an important course. You don't understand the charm of Potions at all!"

"You don't understand the greatness of Potions at all, and I don't really expect you to understand the rolling fragrance emanating from the boiling cauldron. You will never understand, but I can reluctantly teach you how to gain prestige and get honor—the honor of Potions!" After Snape finished speaking, he added: "Provided that you are not fools!"

"Harry Potter!" Snape suddenly shouted.

"Here!" Harry was very confused. Why did it suddenly become his name? Shouldn't we be learning Potions?

"What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" Snape said.

Harry: Died...

"I don't know, professor," Harry said.

"Heh heh... It seems that the most famous celebrity in our class is not as great as his reputation!" Snape said contemptuously, full of sarcasm.

"Mr. Potter, I'll give you another chance—if I asked you to find me a bezoar, where would you go to find it?" Snape asked again with sarcasm.

Hermione, who was sitting next to Kerry, almost stretched her hand to the ceiling of the classroom, but the Simp King was torturing Harry Potter, so how could he pay attention to Hermione.

"I don't know, professor," Harry said again, his expression very embarrassed.

Malfoy and others from Slytherin next to him were laughing so hard that they could hardly close their mouths.