My name is Snape at Hogwarts

On Christmas Day, there were no classes in Hogwarts. The students all gathered together in twos and threes, either going for a walk or finding a place to sit for a while.Tomorrow is my holiday, so naturally I will relax as much as I can.

The professors didn't care what the students were doing. Even Filch turned a blind eye to the students casting spells in the corridor, of course, provided that he was not a particularly annoying student.

Speaking of which, Filch did change a lot after Snape reminded him once. Snape learned from Professor McGonagall that the records of Filch punishing students were at least [-]% less than before. Moreover, even the punishments are not as severe as in the past. The most serious one is just to clean the trophy, which is countless times better than the past when they couldn't use a wand to clean the toilet.

If you can listen, it means there is still hope.Snape was thinking this, and was also considering whether to put the research on squibs on the agenda as soon as possible.Not to mention that all the squibs in the world, even the British, can cast magic. This is a considerable force, and it is also the best force to win over.

Of course, high returns also mean high risks, and his own strength is still not enough. This is the biggest problem at present. After hesitation, Snape decided to wait, at least until he can have the strength to protect himself. It's time to start researching it.

Originally, Snape was still thinking about whether to go home for Christmas. Of course, he didn't want to go back. After all, if he was at home, he would not be able to use magic. The current Ministry of Magic was not in name only when Voldemort ruled. "For Underage Wizards" The Law on Reasonable Restraints still needs to be taken seriously.

It is said that the Ministry of Magic uses a magic called "Tracing Thread" to monitor whether young wizards are casting spells outside the school. However, Snape knew that this magic is to monitor whether someone has cast magic within a certain range. , and whether there are other wizards around.Therefore, the applicability of this magic is more in the Muggle world, and there is no way to monitor it in the magical world.

In addition to this reason, there is also the fact that Snape really has no feeling for that so-called home. Except for getting some magic books from Eileen, that home is of no use to him at all, let alone Talk about bringing some warmth and so on.

However, for the British, Christmas is the New Year. Affected by the influence of his previous life, he is still a little hesitant. He always feels that if his family is not around during the New Year, something is missing.

However, after Flitwick reminded him not to forget to see Nico Flamel, Snape gave up all his hesitations and made a decision directly. He would not go. Let's talk about it after the New Year and so on. Improve his strength more is important.

Having decided, Snape wrote a letter directly and sent it back via owl. After receiving Eileen's reply, Snape felt relaxed for some reason.

"Sev, what are you thinking about? Come and help!" Hagrid saw Snape at the door and shouted.

Snape came back to his senses and responded directly: "Okay, come over right now."

He trotted to the side of Hagrid and saw the huge fir tree that Hagrid was holding. He couldn't help but admired: "God, this is a big thing. Where did you get it?"

As he asked, he used the levitating spell to reduce some weight of the thing. As for making it float, Snape didn't want to have a weak Christmas.

"Thank you." Hagrid weighed the much lighter Christmas tree, nodded with satisfaction, and walked toward the auditorium with the tree in his arms while answering Snape, "There are many of these in the Forbidden Forest, but... This one was given to me by a friend of mine.”

"Friend?" Snape raised his eyebrows, "Give you a tree as a gift?"

"Yes, he is a centaur." Hagrid put the fir tree into a huge basin, straightened it up, and turned to look at Snape, "He always liked to give me some herbs and the like. This time I heard that I wanted to find a Christmas tree, so I just gave it to me."

"Honestly, this thing is really heavy!" Hagrid shook his hand and his whole arm whined.

"Okay, I've prepared a gift for you too." Snape smiled and said to Hagrid, "But I'm afraid you won't be able to receive it until night."

"Oh?" Hagrid raised his thick eyebrows, "I'm looking forward to it."

"You shouldn't be disappointed," Snape said with a smile.

"Hey, Sev, come over here." Not far away, Flitwick waved to him.

"Okay, I'll be right over." Snape called over there, and then said to Hagrid, "I'm afraid I have to go over there, so I'll excuse you for a moment."

"It doesn't matter, I'm going back too." Hagrid nodded and said with a smile, "Do you still remember those Hippogriff eggs you found before?"

"Have they hatched?" Snape raised his eyebrows.

"Of course, I have to go back to feed them. They are still small now, but they are so beautiful." Hagrid waved his hands happily, "I have to go back. After a long time, they will be anxious to find their mother. "

"Okay, I'll go take a look when I have time." Snape nodded and then said.

"You're always welcome." Hagrid said these words and strode out of the auditorium.

Watching Hagrid walk out, Snape came to Flitwick's side: "Can I help you, Professor?"

"If you want, you can accompany me to decorate the Christmas tree." Flitwick pointed to a few small pine trees placed against the wall, "However, I have other things to do with you."

"Let me help first. We can talk while setting up." Snape said with a smile.

"Good idea." Flitwick smiled and nodded.

The two walked to a few small pine trees and waved their wands vigorously.

"Are you ready, Sev?" Flitwick asked as he hung a bunch of golden bubbles on the small pine tree, "Tomorrow we will go to Westsmith's house and have breakfast there. Then I’m going to see that person.”

"You can arrange it. I just need to follow you, Professor." Snape said, waving his wand and hanging a lollipop on the top of the small pine tree.

"Then it's settled." Flitwick nodded, "Then, after you get up early tomorrow morning, you can come to the office to find me."

"Okay, Professor." Snape nodded and asked, "Do I need to bring anything?"

"You can decide for yourself." Flitwick shook his head indifferently, "After all, I don't know what that guy likes, but that guy Westsmith just likes delicious food. If you can bring him some, he won't eat it. He will definitely be very happy if he has something to live up to.”

Food? After hearing what Flitwick said, Snape suddenly had an idea in his mind...