My name is Snape at Hogwarts

The long pale golden hair was draped in the back in a very standard way. Even if the other party was close in front of him, Snape couldn't see a single hair was messy. Although there was a warm smile on his pale face, his pair of There was always a sense of ruthlessness and arrogance in the light gray eyes.

"Well, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself! I am Lucius Malfoy, from the Malfoy family, a sixth-year Slytherin student, and also the prefect of Slytherin and the vice-chairman of the Student Union." Lucius Introduced politely.

"Hi, Severus Snape, nice to meet you!" Snape stood up and smiled lightly.

"I know you, Ravenclaw's genius!" Lucius smiled, his tone full of admiration, "I dare say, even among Ravenclaws known for their wisdom, there are very few people like you. exist!"

"Thank you for the compliment, but compared to Your Excellency, I don't think my little deeds are any achievements." Snape said flatly.

"You're very humble, man!" Lucius chuckled.

As he spoke, he introduced the people around him to Snape: "This is Alecto, this is Amycus, they are twins from the Carlo family, and Wilkes. And this bit-"

He took the hand of the only female Slytherin and said solemnly: "My love, Narcissa Black!"

Everyone else nodded at Snape, only Narcissa smiled at him.

"Then, we have known each other. If the time is convenient, we will hold an exchange meeting on the fifth floor of Hogwarts this weekend. I hope you can come too, my friend!" Lucius smiled at Snape Say.

"If I have time, I will!" Snape nodded.

"Then let's put it that way!" Lucius nodded with a smile, and bowed slightly, "Then, let's not bother, we will meet!"

Watching Lucius and his party gradually go away, Snape fell into deep thought. He didn't think this kind of communication would be that simple.

for what?Could it be... Snape's eyes froze. If he remembered correctly, those people who were beside Lucius just now were all future Death Eaters, so the purpose of this exchange meeting was about to be revealed. ——Attract more people to join Voldemort's team!

interesting!There was a sneer at the corner of Snape's mouth, he was somewhat interested in this exchange meeting, if the answer to Lucius just now was just an excuse, now he really has a little idea of ​​wanting to go.

"Sev!" Lily tugged at the hem of his clothes.

"What's the matter?" Snape looked at Lily, her expression was a little strange.

"Can you not go to this exchange meeting?" Lily asked cautiously.

"Why?" Snape raised an eyebrow.

"I don't know either!" Lily shook her head lightly with a hint of confusion in her eyes, "I just don't think those people are good people, and I'm worried that it will be dangerous for you to go there!"

what is this?Does the little girl have a sixth sense for no reason?Snape looked at Lily with great interest, until he saw the little girl blushed a little, then said softly: "Perhaps, your feeling is right, but I haven't made up my mind yet."

"Why?" Lily asked anxiously, "I don't want you to be in danger!"

"No, there will be no danger, don't forget, this is Hogwarts!" Snape shook his head and said softly, "Don't worry, I won't take risks if there is no need! "

Lily stared into Snape's eyes for a long while, then nodded lightly, but her little hand holding the corner of Snape's clothes did not let go.

Snape smiled helplessly, letting her hold on.

Pure blood, I would like to see, what methods do you have...

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After breakfast, the three agreed to meet in the lounge, and Snape rushed straight to Flitwick's office.

Flitwick's office is also on the eighth floor, next to McGonagall's office.In fact, the offices of the deans of the four colleges are all on the eighth floor. Of course, if a dean does not want to use the office on the eighth floor, he can find a place by himself. The most important thing in Hogwarts is the room.

“Tuk tuk tuk…”

"Please come in!"

After getting permission, Snape opened the door and walked in. Just after entering, the scene in front of him made the corners of his mouth twitch.

I don't know if it's because of the blood relationship, but the decoration in Flitwick's office can definitely be described as dazzling.The golden walls, the golden floor, the golden desk, and even the pajamas he wears are golden.

If Snape read it correctly, the gold was not copper powder or the like, but real gold.

"Aha, it's you, Severus." Flitwick was looking at one piece of parchment after another, probably correcting his homework, "Just find a place to sit down, wait a moment, if you do not mind."

"It's okay, Professor, you can go ahead, I'll just wait!" Snape replied, and then, with a flick of his wand, a chair floated over and landed beside him without making a sound The sounds, including - the sound of spells.

Yes, silent spells are usually advanced spell-casting skills learned only in the fifth grade. Many students have not mastered this spell-casting skill for many years after graduation. It can be said that it is still relatively difficult to learn.

In fact, Snape didn't really master this skill. Regarding silent casting, he only knew a few spells. Most of them were family spells, which belonged to small spells, silent spells among the real orthodox spells He also only knows one floating spell.

Even so, Flitwick was shocked, looked at Snape, looked at the chair, a look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face, his mouth was wide open, and he said loudly: "Pretty silent Hell, Ravenclaw adds ten, no, fifteen points! You surprised me, Severus!"

"That's nothing, Professor!" Snape smiled.

"You're so modest, boy!" Flitwick said, laughing happily, "Finally a real genius in Ravenclaw!"

The two chatted for a while, and at Snape's request, Flitwick also started calling him Sif.

Flitwick asked, "So, what do you need from me, Sev?"

"Yes, Professor." Snape nodded, took out the parchment that had been written down from his bosom, and there were some thoughts of his own on it, and placed it on Flitwick's desk. .

"Oh, this is..." Flitwick glanced at Snape, picked up the parchment, and read it carefully.

After reading it, Flitwick put the parchment down, the smile on his face disappeared, his brows were knit together, and his long fingers kept rubbing against his wand.

"Your idea is to develop this spell, isn't it, Sev?" Flitwick asked softly, "Then, you should know, it's a black magic!"