I traveled to HP but I tied it to the wrong game system

There is no reason to be open with these people. If you do, they may be open with you in a physical sense. In their eyes, you may be a bastard. Look at their alms-like eyes.

Malice is about to overflow.

"Don't say that. We are all Slytherins, aren't we? We admire your ability, so why can't we discuss things that we are all interested in together?" One of them was eloquent and persuading.

"Besides, you should have a good relationship with Lucius, right?" These people talked at once, and they had revealed their true intentions in almost no time.

"Lucius? Lucius Malfoy? No, I don't know him well." Sever subconsciously refuted, because he always felt that if he admitted it, they would continue to pester him.

Sever's guess was not wrong. If it was just about the Dark Arts and Potions class, it would not have made these young masters condescend to approach him.

The most important thing is that Severus Snape is said to have a good personal relationship with Lucius. Although they only exchange letters, for most people, this is already a very good relationship.

Lucius has recently become active in the Death Eaters organized by Voldemort. Many parents of young wizards have vaguely revealed some things to their children, such as trying to please the future mistress of Malfoy Manor, who is also the eldest daughter of the Black family, Narcissa.

And Severus, who may have communicated with Lucius, was naturally brought along.

Maybe in their eyes, Severus is now happy and excited, not to mention grateful. It is quite gratifying for such people that his peers recognize his excellence.

But for Severus now, he feels that they are so annoying. Is it something that needs their recognition that he is excellent?

If they just come to praise him, he will feel annoyed at most, but the condescending tone of this group of people makes people feel a little angry.

"Besides, I don't think you are interested in the same things I am interested in." Sever calmly wanted to put away his notebooks.

"Hey, you are studying the dark arts. Who would like this except Slytherin? Your mudblood friend should not know that you are studying this, right?" They almost blurted out the word mudblood, and continued to talk without noticing anything wrong.

"What?" Sever, who originally planned to get out as soon as possible, caught a key word and slowly raised his head.

"What did you say?" Sever spoke word by word. If Carl was here, he would probably be able to hear that Sever was already angry.

But those people didn't notice anything wrong with Severus. They were laughing and joking with each other. One of them even added excessively, "It's nothing, Severus. We won't discriminate against you just because you hang out with mudbloods all day. After all, you should be a half-blood, at least a Slytherin."

"But to be honest, you really shouldn't be with those Ravenclaws or Gryffindors...", they kept talking. They didn't think Severus treated Carl and the others as friends. In their eyes, maybe Snape was just forced to integrate into that strange impure blood group because he couldn't integrate into Slytherin.

Now Slytherin is willing to accept him, so why not leave them? Severus is a Slytherin, a symbol of pure-blood Slytherin, at least they are essentially the same kind of people.

In response to him, he was hit hard in the face and fainted. The sudden change made everyone confused.

Sever's tone was chilly, "How about putting your mouth in the toilet and washing it clean before continuing to talk to me?"

Sever clenched his wand and pursed his lips. He had to say it or not. Although the sneak attack could knock one of them unconscious, after they were prepared, Sever could not guarantee that he could escape unscathed, and he might even be beaten badly.

But he did not regret it.

The people who were confused by the change for a while began to react. They looked at Sever in disbelief, as if they were looking at a monster, "How dare you..."

"Why shouldn't I?" Sever interrupted them directly and snorted coldly.

Just when Sever was planning how to take advantage of more than one, the door of the potion classroom was suddenly opened, "Ah Sever, I took the wrong one..." Carl came from the door with a book. He took the wrong note, and knew that Sever was usually the last to leave, so he thought about coming to the potion classroom to see if Sever was still there.

I didn't expect to find a surprise just after entering. Sever was actually surrounded?

CarEr subconsciously threw down the book and pulled out the wand, and ran to Sif, looking at the group of ill-intentioned guys, who were holding spells and looking aggressive.

Oh, even if Sif is proficient in spells and defense against the dark arts, he can't stand the beating of three or four people.

"Sif, are you okay? Are you injured?" Carl's voice was slightly worried, and his worried eyes instantly made Sif's heart warm.

"I'm fine..." Sif was a little shy because of Carl's concern, so his voice was not loud, but in Carl's eyes, Sif might have been beaten, but in order not to worry him, he chose to hold on.

He immediately pointed the flashing red wand at the three people opposite. Although he didn't know why there was still one lying on the ground, who cared about him?

"Who of you hit him?" Carl asked in a bad tone.

"?" Although he was the bully leader, it was the first time for the four of them to be caught by the thief.

One of them shouted in disbelief, "Please open your eyes and look carefully! It was our man who was beaten by him, how could there be any signs of injury on his body?!"

Carl looked at the man lying on the ground and then at Sever, "I clearly saw you surrounded him. How could our Sever find trouble to surround the four of you and knock one of you out?"

"Is this the legendary one surrounded four people? I've seen it." Although Carl said this to protect his shortcomings, it was not without reason, but the three on the opposite side had never seen such a situation.

"You!" One of them, who was easily angered, was about to hit him with a magic wand, but was slowly held down by another one.

Two against three, they were obviously no match if they really fought.

Carl was famous for his strong spells. Not only was he the strongest among his peers, but he could also fight with seniors and win a few rounds.

So if he really faced him, attacking his heart was the best strategy.

"Carlos Coster? Do you know who the person next to you is?" His tone was full of teasing, as if he was mocking Carl.

"I don't think I don't know the friends I grew up with, right? Oh, maybe your intelligence doesn't understand this, I'm really sorry." Carl raised his mouth and said exaggeratedly.

Who doesn't know how to talk nonsense! Carl has never been afraid of talking nonsense with others.

"Then he is studying black magic, do you know?" The smile on the corner of the man's mouth became more and more wanton, with mockery and excitement, expecting Carl and Sever to show disbelief, shock or anger on their faces at the same time.

But Carl's brain just crashed for a while. Didn't I know this thing a long time ago? But how did this group of weird bad guys know it?

Then it quickly restarted, he turned his head, blinked at Sever, and signaled Sever with his eyes.

Why are you hanging out with them?

Sever just shook his head, probably meaning that I didn't hang out with them.

But in the eyes of the people on the other side, this was a sign of doubt and conflict between the two of them, and the person who started to instigate the conflict became more and more excited.

"You don't know yet, right? It's in that notebook. You can open it yourself. Your friend has a little secret that you don't know. Isn't it exciting!" He looked at Sever and Carl and expected that the two of them would at least have a big fight.

"Why should I believe you?" Carl said. Well, he believed it, but the school banned black magic, just like dismantling the banned guns.

He would be a fool to expose that Sever was studying black magic.

"How can I believe you with your empty words? If nothing happened, I would go with Sever." Carl had just confirmed that Sever was not injured, and he didn't want to get entangled with this group of people.

Of course, if they still want to fight, Carl is fearless. He is not panicked when fighting one against three, so fighting two against three is no problem at all.

"Of course we have evidence, we saw it with our own eyes!" One of them pointed at the notebook that Sever had put inside the textbook and shouted loudly. He had barely spoken just now.

"That's right, it's this notebook." said another.

Carl's eyes turned and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. This was his usual expression when he was lying, which meant that he was going to fool people. If it was James, he would not be confused by Carl's current expression.

Instead, he would shout that he couldn't believe any punctuation mark in what this guy said next!

But the others certainly didn't understand Carl. In fact, the only one who understood Carl here was Sever. Sever noticed the vague evil taste in Carl's tone. Although he didn't know what Carl was going to do, he was happy to play with him for a while.

Carl certainly had his own sense of propriety.

Carl shrugged, as if he was indeed hesitant.Hesitant, "Are you sure?"

"Sure."

"As long as you look at Snape's notebook, you can't trust him wholeheartedly."

"Dark magic, aren't you all so annoying?" Their tone was still malicious, and they arrogantly defined the relationship between Carl and Sever.

Fragile, unbearable, hypocritical, and easily broken.

"Sever, give me the notebook." Carl turned around and found an angle where they couldn't see his mouth shape. He said something, then quickly closed his mouth and made a few more mouth shapes. With the help of Carl's full expression, Sever probably captured these key words.

Your notebook is mixed up with the one you just gave me.

Carl's mouth shape was probably like this, and Sever almost understood Carl's deliberate and somewhat contrived performance just now.

Just imagine, when those people thought that Carl would fight and quarrel with Sever or even break up after flipping through the notebook, Carl suddenly flipped out a potion notebook.

Surprised? Unexpected.

Oh, he is so bad.

Sever thought silently in his heart, but did not expose Carl but continued to act according to Carl's script. Maybe his acting skills are not very good, but in the eyes of this group of people, such perfect acting skills are not needed.

"But Carl..." Sever was too modest. His performance was just right compared to Carl's exaggeration. He almost played the nervous, helpless and scared coward who had a secret in the notebook that could not be discovered by his friends.

Look at this panicked little look, look at this frowned brow, worthy of being a double agent, it turns out that his acting skills are so good since he was so young?

Carl was almost amused by Siver's performance, but he couldn't do that. He just held back his laughter and pulled the notebook hard, "Show me!"

"Carl, you don't trust me?" Siver was extremely shocked.

"If it's not like that, wouldn't it be better to show them to dispel their ideas?" Carl pretended to be puzzled.

The people on the opposite side were almost laughing. In their eyes, Siver certainly couldn't show Carl the notebook. They watched happily and looked forward to watching the two people break up.

In the end, Carl still took the notebook from Siver.

"Yes, yes, you should take a good look at his true face, these terrifying, scary, evil things...", they said while looking forward to seeing Carl's face change greatly.

Obviously, Carl's face would change greatly. After all, how can you enjoy the reversal if you don't leave it until the last moment?

Carl flipped through the notebook bit by bit, his breathing gradually became rapid, his face became a little gloomy, and Siver's expression became nervous and a little collapsed in response to Carl's face.

"I can't believe it...", Carl's voice was trembling, he slammed the notebook shut, "Sever, you actually... you actually..."

Yes, yes, yes... Even if we are very good friends, you are destined to...

"You actually remember such evil, terrible and complicated things!", Carl's tone was full of accusations.

The man opposite also began to nod his head, yes, evil, terrible... um...

??? Is there something wrong with the complexity? But who cares...

"Do you want me to remember all these potion notes in my head?"

To the dark magic... um? What?! Potions! ?! ?! ?

"You are simply heartless, ungrateful and unreasonable!!!", Carl opened the notebook, as if deliberately opening it for those people to see, although his voice sounded sad and angry, but the corners of his mouth raised almost showed his gloating mood.

"Okay, Carl, not all, but you should at least learn Potions well." Severus also returned to his normal tone. The people opposite were stunned, watching the script of their director's falling out with his friend heading towards an O. Henry-style ending.