My name is Snape at Hogwarts

The time soon came before Christmas, and after Christmas there was a month-long holiday. Probably for this reason, the school professors were trying their best to teach a lot of knowledge in class, and along with it came a lot of homework. .

Snape was also very busy. After all, he was the professor's assistant, but compared to others, he didn't have that much homework.In fact, no professor except Professor Binns gave him any homework.

For a moment, Snape became a unique sight in Hogwarts. At this time, he was the only one who could be seen wandering outside. Even if the other students were walking, their steps were faster than usual. A lot.

"Junior Snape?" A voice suddenly sounded behind Snape.

Snape turned his head and saw that dazzling light golden hair directly broke into his sight.

"Long time no see, Senior Malfoy!" Snape greeted softly.

"Hello, junior." Lucius smiled and nodded to Snape, "What a coincidence that I can meet you here, junior."

Coincidence?Snape glanced at Hagrid's cabin not far away and nodded in disbelief.

The two of them walked around the Black Lake together for a while, chatting casually with each other. Lucius didn't say the reason for his visit, and Snape just pretended to be confused.

"It was a pleasure communicating with you, junior." After walking for a while, Lucius spoke again, "But I don't have much free time anymore, which is really a pity."

"It's okay, senior. When we have time, we will be together again." Snape said with a smile.

"Yes, but this always makes people a little reluctant to leave." Lucius's face showed a hint of regret, as if this emotion came from his heart, "If you are willing, my home Right here at Malfoy Manor in Wiltshire, you can come as a guest during the holidays.”

"If possible, of course I am very willing." Snape said with a smile, with a hint of disappointment on his face, "Unfortunately, I am afraid I won't have time during this holiday."

"Is there something difficult?" Lucius showed a look of concern, "If there is anything I can do to help, please tell me."

"It's not an important thing." Snape shook his head, "I have promised Professor Flitwick that I will go to his house to continue studying during this vacation. He said that I need to improve my application of magic. "

"Oh?" Lucius raised his eyebrows, "I think you're pretty good, junior. At least, when I was your age, I wasn't as good as you."

"You are ridiculous, Senior Malfoy." Snape shook his head and looked at Lucius sincerely, "I think the senior is much better than me. Not everyone can become a prefect. And we are still in Slytherin, which has extremely strict requirements, but the senior has already done it in the third grade, which is not an easy task."

"You can do it, as long as you want." Lucius said with a smile, "Since it is Professor Flitwick's intention, I can only express my regret. Next time, please do not refuse."

"Of course, if I can, I will definitely go." Snape said with a smile.

"That's good." Lucius bowed slightly, "Then, I'll excuse you now."

"Okay, senior, if you have anything to do, please go and do it first." Snape said with a chuckle.

Lucius left, and looking at his back, Snape couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile on his face.

It's said to be Malfoy Manor, but who will you meet when you get there? !Snape secretly murmured in his heart that the dull days in the wizarding world were coming to an end soon, so he had to speed up his pace.

While thinking about it, Snape walked toward Hagrid's hut.

"Hey, Sev!" Hagrid saw Snape and raised his hand to say hello, "I just saw you by the window, why did it take you so long to come here?"

"I met Malfoy and just had a few words with each other," Snape said casually.

"Malfoy?" Hagrid raised his eyebrows, "Oh, that kid is not a good guy. If possible, it's best to stay away from them."

"Oh?" Snape became interested, "Do you know anything about the Malfoy family?"

"That's not true." Hagrid shook his big head, "However, I heard a good friend of mine say that their family is one of the families that worships black magic the most, just like the Black family."

"He said that most pure-blood families are virtuous. If possible, it would be best for me not to have contact with them in my life."

"The evaluation is good." Snape nodded, "However, there are still some pure-blood families that are exceptions."

"That's true. My friend is also from a pure-blood family. However, he said that it was a shame to his family." Hagrid said with a smile.

"Is there such a thing?" Snape asked curiously, "Can I know who he is?"

"His name is Arthur Weasley." Hagrid said with a smile, "If I have a chance, I will introduce you to him. I believe you will like him. That guy is really interesting. He is very interested in Ma." I’m obsessed with everything about melon, maybe you can talk to him about it.”

Sure enough it was him!Snape's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was in turmoil. It seemed that Dumbledore was already preparing to prepare the Order of the Phoenix. Otherwise, Hagrid would not have had so much contact with the Weasley family.

"Of course I'd like to get to know your friend, but let's get down to business first!" Snape patted Hagrid's arm, "Come on, take out your recent gains and let me see if there are any What a surprise."

"Of course, I wrote down a lot of valuable stuff."

"Oh, good job, so what are we waiting for? The lovely Golden Gallon is waiting for us!"

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At night, after Snape returned to his dormitory from Flitwick's office, he did not go to sleep immediately. Instead, he sat quietly on the edge of the chair and thought about his own affairs carefully. The house elf Bard was beside him. "Feeding" dead phoenix eggs.

"Master, the materials are about to be used up again." After finishing feeding, Bud walked respectfully to Snape's side.

"Has it been consumed again?" Snape raised an eyebrow. He didn't find it strange. The materials and souls consumed by the Phoenix Death Egg every day can be described as massive. A box with a Traceless Stretch Charm was filled with It was only a matter of two clicks for this little thing to get the materials, and the empty boxes were already piled up on one wall of the dormitory.

"There is no need to continue to let it absorb for the time being." Snape ordered Bard.

"Okay, Master." Bard bowed deeply, "Is there anything else that Bard needs to do?"

"You can just make the arrangements yourself. Before that, help me make the bed." Snape ordered.

"Follow your will, my master." Bard saluted again, and then quickly got to work.

There is nothing left to exchange for materials, now I can only look at the magic stone.Snape sighed secretly. He was not rich in the first place, but now he was even poorer.

Could it be that what hatched from the dead phoenix egg was not a death phoenix, but a gold-eating beast?

Thinking of this, Snape looked at the dead phoenix egg with deep suspicion...