My name is Snape at Hogwarts

It was about the raven's claw marks that Flitwick wanted to talk to Snape about.

"Maybe you don't know, Sev." Flitwick said excitedly, "Our club already has more than [-] members, and I plan to organize the club's first meeting this Saturday, what do you think? Sample?"

"That's a good idea." Snape thought for a moment, then nodded, "It's certainly a good thing for the members to get to know each other and help each other out if necessary."

"I think so too." Flitwick said happily, and then he frowned again, "However, now another problem is before us."

"what?"

"Structure." Flitwick said, "You know, Ravenclaw Mark is destined to be different from other clubs. Who is in charge of management and who is in charge of sorting out knowledge? I think this is something we need to consider, isn't it?"

"You're right, Professor." Snape nodded, thinking for a moment, "Then, is there anything I can do to help?"

"Of course." Flitwick nodded with a smile, "You can help me improve it. I think only you can help me complete this job, provided that you won't refuse me."

"Of course not." Snape shook his head with a smile, and took a piece of parchment from Flitwick's hand. This was the plan written by Flitwick.

After roughly looking at it, Snape frowned slightly, put down the parchment, hesitated for a while, and said softly: "Professor, with all due respect, I think there are some things in your plan that need to be improved."

"Oh? I would like to hear more about it!" Flitwick looked at Snape with piercing eyes. He tapped the table with his wand, and two glasses of lemonade appeared on the table. "If possible, I hope you can explain in detail, we There is still plenty of time.”

"Okay." Snape originally wanted to say that he still had classes, but when he thought about the hypnotic history of magic in the afternoon, he decided to choose here, and naturally left it to Flitwick to deal with absenteeism and so on.

"Professor, maybe I didn't make it clear last time, which caused you to misunderstand the raven's claw mark." Snape said this in the first sentence, which made Flitwick stunned.

Snape didn't care about Flitwick's stupefaction, and continued to speak: "Professor, in your opinion, Ravenclaw's claw marks can lead Ravenclaw to another glory. Get bigger."

"Bigger?" Flitwick murmured and repeated.

"That's right, bigger." Snape took a sip of his lemonade. "The Raven's Claw Mark has become a real academic organization on campus, right?"

"Yes, what's the problem?" Flitwick looked at Snape questioningly.

"I think, Professor, you should know about Professor Slughorn's Slug Club?" Snape suddenly asked a seemingly irrelevant question.

"You still know this?" Flitwick looked at Snape in surprise, then nodded, "Of course I know, Professor Slughorn invited me, but I didn't agree... ...wait, you mean—”

Being able to become the Headmaster of Ravenclaw, Flitwick's mind is naturally not low, and he instantly understood Snape's thoughts, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"Hmm, you're right, Professor." Snape grinned, "Why don't we target the entire wizarding world?"

"I think, professor, you should also know that Ravenclaw has always been the most special one in Hogwarts. Others think we are a bunch of weirdos, lunatics, and freaks. It's not their fault, not everyone Have a pair of eyes good at finding the truth."

"It's just, Professor, the wizarding world is too small." Snape said with a sigh, "Students who graduate from Hogwarts almost always have a fixed life in the wizarding world, either becoming scholars or silently Studying magic, although every invention in the wizarding world is inseparable from Ravenclaw graduates, most of them are unknown."

"Besides, Ravenclaws are doomed. They are not good at getting along with others. They need our help."

"Yes, you are right." Flitwick sighed and nodded, "As you said, several of my classmates, seniors, and some Ravenclaw graduates I know, their Life hasn't been great."

"I want to help them too. It's just, you know, it's a lot of Galleons, and I don't think we can afford it."

"No, no, no, we don't need to bear it, Professor." Snape shook his head and smiled mysteriously, "Believe me, there will be so many people who are willing to pay for us."

"You mean, those pure-blood families?" Flitwick frowned, "I don't think it's a good idea, I'm not prejudiced, but, you know, the vast majority of pure-bloods are greedy Yes, when it comes to interests, they are no better than creatures like vampires."

"Yes, you're right, Professor." Snape said with a smile, "I'm not talking about these pure-blood families, though."

"what do you mean--"

"I remember that among the oldest families in the wizarding world, there is the Potter family." Snape raised his eyebrows, "Look at the basis of their family's survival, is it selling shampoo?"

Flitwick vaguely sensed what Snape was about to say.

"I think no matter how bad the Ravenclaw students are, it shouldn't be difficult to make something better than this. If the product is good, people will pay for it, right?" Snape finally said his Opinion, "With good results, it should not be difficult to find a pure-blood family from Ravenclaw."

Flitwick was already excited, and nodded again and again: "Yes, Sev, this is indeed a good idea! I have to say, your plan is much better than mine."

Snape smiled, but said nothing.

"Then, the structure of this club needs to be improved." Flitwick said enthusiastically, "Let's start now. I haven't been this excited for a long time. It seems to be back when I just learned about magic."

"The time for excitement is yet to come, Professor," Snape quipped. "We're only at the beginning."

"Yes, start." Flitwick pulled out a piece of parchment and put it on the table, "Come on, let's start!"

"Yes, Professor, but before that, can I have some more lemonade?"

"no problem."

"By the way, Professor, I seem to have a History of Magic class this afternoon."

"Damn it, let the history of magic go to hell, just don't go."

The excited Flitwick just dragged Snape in the office, perfecting the structure of the entire club, and didn't let Snape leave until it was completed.

Seeing the excited Flitwick leave the fireplace with the parchment in his arms, Snape secretly let out a breath.

The first step of self-protection has finally been taken out!