[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

Unfortunately, the beginning of this summer vacation was not as pleasant as Tom expected.

Because he had to go to Professor Snape's house for a follow-up visit and take the potion every day that had the same disgusting taste and color, he had to selectively tell his parents some things about the previous semester.

"...That's what happened." He downplayed the matter as lightly as possible, saying that he couldn't sleep at night and took a walk. As a result, he accidentally encountered some kind of dangerous creature and was slightly injured while chasing it away.

It's a pity that the Locke couple listened to his story with expressionless expressions.

"What kind of minor injury requires long-term medication and regular follow-up visits?" Mr. Locke asked with a fake smile.

"Is it reasonable to sneak dangerous creatures into the school? What about the explanation given by the school? No teacher came to visit to explain the situation. We, as parents, need to wait until you tell us about it during the holidays before we know about it." Mrs. Locke moved gracefully Wiping the corners of his eyes, "Is it true that if you don't need treatment during the holiday, you won't tell your parents?"

"Uh……"

"Tell the truth," said Mr. Locke, short and fiercely.

Tom's mind was racing at high speed - if it was revealed that the dangerous creature was actually the Dark Lord who was half-dead and escaping, his father would transform into a real dangerous creature -

"I'm not lying, it's just that what I encountered at that time were ghosts, undead and the like, so in panic, I cast the spell too hard and hurt myself!" Tom raised his hand and swore, asking them to ask Si Professor Nepp asked for confirmation.

"It's very embarrassing." Tom complained and stuck out his tongue. "The principal said it was because I was in the period of developing my magic power and was afraid of the lasting effects of the actinic magic power, so I had to continue taking the medicine."

Then he blew Snape for a while. He was the youngest professor at Hogwarts, the headmaster of Slytherin House, and the leading Potions Master in the wizarding world. He was very famous (although it’s hard to say which aspect). His reputation is far-reaching), and his strength is also very powerful!

Try to dispel parents' worries.

He doesn't want to be asked to drop out of magic school!

The Lockes looked at each other and announced his punishment: two weeks of grounding.

"But I agreed to take Jiujiu to the pet store to pick out his gift..." Tom whispered.

"We will take Jiujiu there." Mr. and Mrs. Locke blocked Tom's excuse coldly.

In order to make it easier to receive the medicine sent by Professor Snape, when the Locke couple took Jiu Jiu to buy pet supplies, they also customized a small bird perch to extend from the window sill, and even equipped with an automatic feeding bird food cup.

So when Tom wrote to Professor Snape to agree on a specific time for a follow-up visit, and explained that his parents would also go there, and asked the professor not to expose his story, Snape satirized their family in his reply. The over-enthusiastic reception resulted in the poor owl he borrowed from school becoming so fat that it finally got stuck between the bars of his window.

Tom imagined Professor Snape rushing to rescue the panicked fat bird stuck between the railings with a dark face, and couldn't help laughing.

There's another annoying thing - it's been almost two weeks, and Harry hasn't replied to a letter.

"Did Harry get into any trouble?" Tom asked his parents when they were eating.

"Maybe he just doesn't want to reply," said Mr. Locke casually.

"That's not who Harry is."

"But the scope of the Savior's friends may not be decided by him, especially when the Savior is still a child." Mr. Locke put down his fork and looked at his son seriously.

"Look, the mixed-blood savior has a pure-blood friend and two marrow friends - what did he discover? It's unbalanced. Your position is the same as that of the little girl named Granger, and even more so. Oops, you are not as obedient and easy to lead as that little girl." Mr. Locke laughed mockingly.

"Dad!" Tom finally discovered where he inherited his ability.

"Listen, Tommy, these may be jokes. But for God's sake, your dear mother and I only have one son like you! If I weren't worried that those magical powers that can easily get out of control will hurt you, I would never You will be allowed to enter that ridiculous wizarding world." Mr. Locke said.

"A magical world that still believes in the savior and his destined enemy? What else can I do except think about fairy tales? And since you are not the protagonist in the story, then I can only hope that you stay as far away from them as possible , the farther away from danger the better. I don’t care if my son will become the kind of great magician that the bards sing about, I just want my son to be healthy and happy."

Tom was speechless for a moment.

He didn't dare to tell his parents that he was actually closer to the main line of the story than they thought... After all, the person who was forced to retreat by his flash that night was the Dark Lord between life and death.

It wasn't until the day he visited Professor Snape's house that Tom was shocked to discover what kind of harsh environment Professor Snape lived in.

Alongside the dirty and smelly river, weeds spread and garbage piled up. The most lively thing was the flies and mosquitoes buzzing around on the garbage piles. Under the tall chimneys of abandoned mills stood tall and short dilapidated houses, with windows boarded shut. Sewage flowed across the alleys, which were too narrow for cars to drive through.

"Wizard style?" Mrs. Locke asked Tom in astonishment.

Tom shook his head quickly. But thinking about the dilapidated Cauldron and the wand shop that looked like it was about to collapse, he suddenly wasn't so sure.

"It is indeed...away from the hustle and bustle." Mr. Locke said calmly. "Ask Marcus to carry you in."

Marcus was the driver who drove them here today.

"No, what did the professor look like when he saw it?" Tom said, using the same reason to refuse his father to carry him in.

They stepped carefully on the cobblestones, trying to avoid stepping on any stains.

"Fortunately, there are shoes in the car," Mrs. Locke said happily, "otherwise it would be too rude to come in like this."

They stopped until they reached the last house in Spider End Lane, changed their shoes, told Tom to wait with Marcus outside the door, and then knocked on the door.

After a few seconds, there was movement behind the door. At first, he cautiously only opened the door a crack. It wasn't until he saw Tom standing behind that Snape opened the door completely.

"Welcome," he said simply.

"Hello, Professor Snape." Mr. Locke greeted him with a smile on his face, "I've admired you for a long time. I've always wanted to find an opportunity to communicate with you——"

Snape took a step back and motioned for them to come in.

Mr. Locke went in with Mrs. Locke as he continued his pleasantries about how much Tom enjoyed Potions and how the boy eagerly admired his Potions Master.

The door is closed.

Tom swore that Professor Snape was stunned for a moment when he saw his father automatically locking his son out.

Half an hour later, the door opened again. Mr. and Mrs. Locke thanked Professor Snape sideways and walked out.

"Tommy!" Mrs. Locke called to him, holding his shoulders and gently pushing him towards the professor, "You must listen to the professor here."

When Tom walked into the room, Professor Snape seemed to still have a trace of confusion on his face.

He glanced quickly. The small living room and cellar maintained the same dim style, and a small candle was lit even during the day. Several walls were covered with books. Surrounded by the book walls were a frayed and fluffy old sofa, an old armchair with faded paint and a rickety table.

It's... very hard and simple.

Tom struggled to swallow the word "poor".

Snape motioned for him to sit on the sofa, and then sat in the armchair opposite.

"Your parents love you very much." He said in a flat voice after a moment of silence, "Even for this reason, I hope you can restrain your Gryffindor nature and cherish your life a little."

"Okay, Professor." Tom replied obediently, "No problem, Professor."

Snape pulled out his wand and cast various rays of light onto Tom.

"Very good," he said lazily, "It seems that I did take the medicine on time." He took out a pen and paper and scribbled a few words, probably making preliminary adjustments to the prescription.

Tom quickly took the time to ask: "Professor, if an owl delivers medicine, can it fly abroad?"

"Planning to travel?"

"Well, for one thing," said Tom, "you're not allowed to use magic during the holidays."

Snape stopped writing and looked at him alertly, gesturing for him to continue explaining.

"I have done some research. Although minor wizards cannot use magic outside of school, if they are with adult wizards, this kind of wide-scale monitoring method cannot prove who is sending the magic fluctuations." Tom explained.

"Originally I wanted to live in Diagon Alley temporarily, but I don't have that much money to rent a house there, and it's impossible for me to practice magic on the street." Tom shrugged, "The shops are not willing to hire a temporary worker like me. .”

"So I think, since this notice was issued by the British Ministry of Magic and monitored by the British Ministry of Magic," Tom said with a smile, "then they can't control me if I live abroad. If they extend their hands abroad, other countries Even the Ministry of Magic would not agree."

Snape looked at him silently.

"Then you cast too much magic and get yourself into the news?" Snape asked. "You must be disappointed that you didn't get famous this time, right?"

He chuckled: "Gryffindor."

"Report to me twice a week," Snape said. "You are not allowed to try any strange spells without my permission."

Tom looked at him movedly and praised him for being really considerate, responsible, and ethical. The praise made Snape's face turn black and he was about to lose his temper before he stopped talking.

"One more thing." Tom decided to report Harry's strangeness to the professor. After all, in a sense, the dark and fierce professor in front of him was probably the person who cared most about Harry's safety in the world.

"Harry has not replied, and Ron and Hermione have not received Harry's letters."

Snape was silent for a while and replied coldly: "Mr. Savior has always been under strict protection. If you are worried about his life safety, then I tell you, there is no need to do so." 7K妏婩

"But he never replied -"

"What's so strange about this?" Snape asked him, his brows full of boredom. "Muggles who hate all extraordinary things and are disgusted by messenger birds flying around are everywhere. As long as Muggles live in world, there is no way to avoid the rejection of those stupid fools."

"You mean..." Tom couldn't believe it. "Harry lives in an environment that dislikes wizards? This country has a history of burning wizards, and underage wizards are not allowed to use magic during the holidays. Down?"

"And you call this...the Savior is under strict protection?" Tom asked him, "Do you really think that such a growing environment is conducive to the physical and mental health of minors?"

Snape looked at him grimly.

"Professor?" Tom asked reluctantly.

"Dumbledore thought that was the best place for him," said Snape. "I have no objection to that."

"I beg Mr. Locke, who likes to be nosy, to clarify one thing." He raised the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile on his face. "Professor Snape's majesty is limited to that small Potions classroom. As for such a Big deal? Your poor Potions Master is so soft-spoken—"

"Mr. Potter lives a good life, which is enough to satisfy your insignificant professor."

Snape seemed to think that he had said enough - even too much, so he just threw Tom a copy of "What You Need to Know About Magic" and simply told him to read it before his next visit. After writing down his experience, he "invited" Tom out.