My name is Snape at Hogwarts

Is there a signature?Slughorn glanced at Snape in surprise: "Are you sure you know what you are talking about, Mr. Snape?"

"I know very well, Professor." Snape spread his hands, "But, I think that with your help, Professor, I can complete these conjectures faster. However, during this period, your efforts will definitely not Xiao, compared to others, I can only give you this, I hope you don’t mind.”

"Not at all, really!" The smile on Slughorn's face was very bright at this time, and he said happily, "If you are not underage, I really want to have a drink with you, I have A nice vintage mead.”

"There will be a chance, right?" Snape smiled, and then thought of a question, "Professor, if it is convenient, can you leave me less homework? In this way, maybe I can have more time to study potions. .”

"Homework?" Slughorn raised his eyebrows and waved his hand, "Come on, you don't need that."

"did you mean......"

"Yes, you are right, you don't need to write." Slughorn nodded matter-of-factly, "That's just a waste of time for me. If possible, I even hope that you don't do all the homework. Need to write.”

"That's enough." Snape nodded with satisfaction.

"I can't wait to start our research." Slughorn raised his eyebrows, "How about starting tomorrow night? The location is right here, I will tell Albus."

"Of course, my professor!"

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Potions class was over and Snape was famous again.

As a celebrity in the wizarding world and the dean of Slytherin, Slughorn has many respecters and admirers, even in Hogwarts. It is undoubtedly his praise that he can receive. It is the best proof of Snape's talent.

I don’t know where the rumor started. The most outstanding student in the first year of Hogwarts was Snape. Some of the little guys who were originally unconvinced had to admit that Snape was indeed much better than them.

After Lucius and others heard about this rumor, they wanted to invite Snape again, but they could not find Snape in either the auditorium or the library, so they had to give up temporarily.

"Brother, don't mess with him for the time being. We will still have a chance in the future." James patted Sirius on the shoulder and comforted him, "You know, there have always been many people with talents in the wizarding world, but growing up But not many got up."

Sirius glanced at his friend and nodded slowly. At this time, he had gradually emerged from the shadow of being abandoned by his family. Although he had not fully recovered, he was much better than before.

"Hmph, let him be proud for a while." Sirius said slowly, his eyes full of unwillingness and fierceness, "It's best for him to keep his talent."

James didn't speak, patted his shoulder again, and placed a piece of roasted pork chop on his plate.

Snape naturally didn't know what happened in the Great Hall. At this time, he was in Flitwick's office, having lunch with his headmaster.

"Let's try this, my favorite tripe pie." Flitwick put a piece of pie that exuded a strange flavor on Snape's plate and motioned for him to try it.

"Um..." Snape swallowed and looked at the food on the plate, feeling that it didn't look like something he could eat.

Looking at Flitwick's expectant eyes, Snape endured the discomfort, cut off a piece and put it in his mouth. The next second he regretted it, all kinds of strange flavors exploded in his mouth, making him He almost threw up.

After swallowing it with great perseverance, Snape calmly stuffed a piece of whole wheat bread into his mouth, drank some lemon water, and finally let the taste in his mouth dissipate, and then he relaxed quietly. Take a breath.

"How was it?" Flitwick asked with a smile.

"Not bad." Snape praised against his will. However, he was worried that Flitwick would let him continue to eat a little more, so he quickly added, "However, I don't like tripe, so I'm not used to the taste. .”

"It's okay, just eat a few more times and it will be fine. Trust me, you will like it." Flitwick smiled kindly.

No, I don't believe it!Snape really wanted to say this, but after thinking about it, he gave up and quickly moved the topic elsewhere: "By the way, Professor, how is the spell that I asked you to help me perfect now?"

"That's what you mean?" Flitwick raised his eyebrows, "That's one of the reasons why I asked you to come here."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of parchment and placed it in front of Snape: "Let's take a look. With your talent, you should be able to learn it quickly."

"It's just that I want to remind you that if you cast this magic on yourself, you'd better protect your ears with magic, if you don't want your hearing to decrease or even become deaf."

"Although this is just a small magic, it is still black magic after all. There will be some damage, but it can be protected with magic. For undefended objects, it will still cause some irreversible damage, and it is extremely difficult to treat."

"I understand." Snape nodded, stopped eating, picked up the parchment, and read it in front of Flitwick.

After reading it completely, Snape exhaled and smiled from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Professor, you really did me a big favor."

"It's just a small thing." Flitwick waved his hand, "Besides, I didn't put too much effort into it."

Snape naturally wouldn't believe what he said. Not to mention how difficult it was to create a curse, just by looking at the whole process of developing the curse recorded by Flitwick, you can see how hard he put his efforts.

Curses are precious, and this record is even more precious. As long as Snape fully absorbs the contents and learns from this, he can try to develop the curses himself. This gift is not a big one.

"Would you like to try it?" Flitwick looked at him with a smile, "See if it has the effect you want."

As he spoke, Flitwick clicked the fork on the table with his wand, and the fork turned into a little mouse.

Snape nodded, picked up the wand, recalled the spellcasting requirements recorded on the parchment, took a deep breath, swiped the wand, and recited the incantation: "Close your ears and listen!"

A light red light emitted from the tip of the wand and fell directly on the little mouse.The little mouse became obviously panicked.

Snape banged his fork on the table repeatedly, but the little mouse didn't respond. It was obvious that the spell was really taking effect.

"It seems to have been successful." Flitwick smiled and nodded, "However, according to the level of the spell you just cast, it is estimated that it can only last for about half an hour, and the real effect of this spell has not been exerted."

"I will practice more." Snape naturally knew that what Flitwick said was true, but he had confidence in himself. It would not be long before he could fully master this magic.

"I believe you. Now, let's talk about another thing."