[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

Who hasn’t fantasized about immortality and freedom?

Tom has known since he was a child that Santa Claus does not exist and that Christmas gifts are secretly placed at the foot of the bed by his parents at night. He also knew that the tooth fairy story was a lie. No fairy had ever taken away the tooth from under his pillow. His parents had taken it away quietly when they were making the bed.

But Tom still feels that he is different - he has super powers! He can make things move without using his hands; as long as he wants to, not even a drop of rain will wet him; even if he hates someone strongly, then that person will definitely be unlucky...

He once thought that he was blessed by the gods and was born extraordinary. He would have a special mission in the future. Maybe one day he would slay evil dragons and build cities like in myths and legends, and then rise to the sky and become a constellation to become a god or something. After all, The main god's position seems to be full.

It wasn't until later that he received a letter from an owl, knowing that he was a wizard, that his superpower was actually magic, and that there were many people like him who knew magic. There is probably no god in this world, and the "Merlin" that wizards have talked about over the years has not performed any miracles.

This is a bit disappointing.

But magic is so interesting! Staying in the magical world is much brighter than trying to figure it out alone at home! He was obsessed with magic and couldn't help himself, and then suddenly one day, he discovered that a wizard could achieve immortality by relying on his own power!

Isn’t this what gods in legend can achieve?

What does it matter if we need to use the magic stone? Aren’t the gods in the story also afraid of the fall of the World Tree and the coming of Ragnarok?

Can a wizard do this? Tom was greatly shocked.

But as the saying goes, there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand readers. Tom saw immortality from the Philosopher's Stone, and Ron saw the Midas touch turning gold into gold.

"A stone can turn gold! Everyone will want it," said Ron.

Term had already started at this time, and the foursome sat in the corner of the Gryffindor common room, whispering and exchanging the harvest of the holidays.

"I guess that's it," Harry said. "Luwei must be guarding Flamel's Philosopher's Stone. I dare say Flamel asked Dumbledore to keep it for him because they are friends."

"Friends?" cried Hermione, "I didn't find this!"

"It's a chocolate card," Ron told her. "'Dumbledore's well-known contributions include: defeating the dark wizard Grindelwald in 1945, discovering the twelve uses of dragon's blood, and partnering with Nicolas Flamel. Effective in alchemy.'."

"Understand?" Harry said, "Someone was trying to get the Philosopher's Stone, so he moved the Philosopher's Stone out of Gringotts. This is what Hagrid got the day he took me to Diagon Alley. The next day News of the theft from Gringotts was reported in the newspapers - Snape was a step too late."

"It's really terrible." Harry finally said sadly, "It's useless to know this. Snape is probably going to attack me again. Wood said that Snape will be the referee in the next Quidditch match."

"Snape?" Tom repeated in surprise, "But he doesn't fly well." He still remembered Mrs. Hooch saying this.

"Don't enter the competition," Hermione said simply.

"Just say you're sick," Ron said.

"Pretend to break your leg?" Hermione suggested.

"Really broke my leg," Ron said.

"Don't be stupid, the referee is closest to them, what if Snape uses it as an excuse to treat Harry?" Tom said.

"I can't do this..." Harry said, "There is no substitute Seeker in the team. If I shrink back, Gryffindor won't be able to compete."

Harry firmly decided to continue competing.

The Slytherins also knew the good news that their dean was about to serve as the referee of the game. They all arrogantly smiled maliciously at every student from other houses and spoke on the radio station's "Sky in the Sky" program. It also became more and more like an acceptance speech, as if the outcome of the competition was already certain.

The weekly potions class also became a painful torture. Snape paid close attention to Harry's every move as never before and treated him extremely badly.

"I can feel Snape's eyes even during recess. He seems to be following me. I can see him no matter where I go." Harry complained to his friends. "I have to keep casting detection spells to prevent Where did he poison me? If he continues like this, he will drive me crazy before he kills me during the game!"

Tom sympathized with his plight, but there was nothing he could do. Ever since he vomited in Snape's office, Snape didn't pay much attention to him, and was forced to be as concise as possible when answering questions and correcting homework.

The game started in an atmosphere of excitement in Slytherin and sadness in other houses.

"Dumbledore is here too." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

"I've never seen Snape look so gloomy," Ron said happily. "Look - they're setting off. Oops."

Someone poked Ron in the back of the head. It was Malfoy.

"Oh," Malfoy drawled mockingly, "I'm sorry, Weasley, didn't see you there."

Malfoy grinned at Crabbe and Goyle, and the two lackeys also laughed stupidly.

"I wonder how long Potter can stay on his broomstick this time? Is anyone willing to bet?" Malfoy adjusted his collar leisurely, "I hope Professor Snape will adopt my suggestion: follow closely. Potter——"

"This is out of kindness to prevent him from breaking his neck." Malfoy said with a smile.

"Dear Malfoy," Tom raised his wand with a fake smile and said to him, "I suggest you sit somewhere else. After all, we are all Gryffindors here. I think it will be difficult for you if any conflict occurs. Save your beautiful hair.”

"A shaving charm," Tom continued to smile at him kindly, "it doesn't hurt anything. A bottle of hair tonic can solve it, so it probably won't deduct many points. Let me think about it," he pretended to do the math, " Can you earn it back in half a class?"

Malfoy's face turned pale, especially when he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the Gryffindors around him eagerly taking out their wands, and a few big guys simply rolled up their sleeves and made gestures in the air.

His advantage is that he gives in very quickly. He immediately excused himself that no one here was willing to bet, so he would look elsewhere, and ran away quickly with his two followers.

Unfortunately, Malfoy's words came true, and Snape actually adopted his advice and stayed with Harry all the time.

Snape's flying skills were really mediocre, and in Harry's opinion it was simply a hindrance, especially every time he tried to speed up or gain altitude to get away from Snape, that annoying guy would always block his way intentionally or unintentionally. , he couldn't just knock Snape down in front of all the teachers and students in the school, right?

"Despicable tactics -" the commentator Li Jordan was furious, "Classmates, what we are watching now is an unprecedented eight-on-seven unfair game -" Seven

"Lee Jordan!" Professor McGonagall also looked very angry, but she still stopped Li's explanation.

Harry's anger built up bit by bit, the anger at being treated differently by Snape, the anger at being almost murdered in the last game, the anger that they were forced to be careful about during this period, the anger at Snape's unabashed anger in this crucial game. The anger that comes with obstruction…

After trying to turn again but being blocked by Snape who was close to him, Harry's head was buzzing and he yelled at Snape desperately: "Get out of the way!"

Snape raised his lips contemptuously: "Do you really want to break your neck, Potter?"

At once!yes!he!

He admitted it! So it was really him who fell down last time!

"Your heart is simply black!" Harry shouted through gritted teeth, "Let everyone see your true face!"

He whipped out his wand and threw the Detection Charm he was already familiar with at Snape.

A steady green light.

Harry thought for a moment that he had muttered the wrong spell.

Snape's expression was as if he was forced to stand naked in public, so ferocious that he seemed to be addicted to people.

But even with Snape's expression so horrifying, the detection spell was still working steadily. Even because Harry wanted to expose Snape's true face in public, so he tried his best to input magic, and the green light shone brightly.

The light made Harry's confused eyes look surprisingly green.