Azkaban: The Fifth House of Hogwarts

The opening ceremony and dinner were over, and the senior students left one after another, while the male and female student union presidents and prefects of each college stayed to guide the new students and lead them to the common room of their respective colleges.

Slytherin's common room and dormitory area are located on the underground level. There is indeed no Ravenclaw tower where you can have a beautiful view of the sky scenery from the window, nor is Hufflepuff's convenience of being close to the kitchen for delicious food, and there is no Granville. The thrill of Fendo jumping from the eighth floor to avoid taking the stairs.

The entrance to the common room is in a somewhat damp underground classroom. It has obviously been vacant for a long time. A stone wall that is almost dripping with water is the entrance to the common room. After the password is spoken correctly, it is hidden behind the stone wall. The passage behind is opened.

The lounge hidden behind this simple door is not simple at all. The walls are made of black Gothic marble, and the ceiling is a transparent semicircle carved with crystal. Even at night, people can see the black through the vault. The shimmering light of the lake, in the dark lake water, the luminous aquatic plants lit up the fine starlight.

Small lamps tied with metal chains are the decoration here. They emit a soft green light, neutralizing the light of the flames in the fireplace, making the atmosphere here more lazy, calm and comfortable. Main theme.

After giving the first-year students a brief introduction to important matters such as changing passwords in the common room every two weeks, the male student council president, who spoke as usual, gave some warnings to the freshmen.

"Hello everyone, I am Germa Farley, President of the Student Union. Here, I have the honor to introduce Slytherin House to you. There are some facts about Slytherin that you should know. On the contrary, there are some facts about Slytherin. You should also forget the rumors.”

"First of all, let me tell you some rumored facts. You may have heard something like this - Slytherins all like to study dark magic. Slytherin only serves people who are born in prestigious families."

"Such prejudice is ridiculous. I don't deny that our college has indeed produced some dark wizards, but the other three colleges also have some. It's just that they are too embarrassed to admit it, dare not face the reality, and hide their dirt with lies and deception."

"Secondly, Slytherin has only two standards for recruiting students, two standards that do not interfere with each other."

"First, pure blood."

"Second, be ambitious."

"The first one allows us to have the largest number of pure-blood wizards among the four major colleges. This maintains the tradition of the college, but that's all."

"Ambition is the true symbol of Slytherin. The most basic quality of every Slytherin is to have his own ambition and the will and belief to use all means to complete and achieve this goal. Such a person, That's the real Slytherin."

"Since you were selected into Slytherin, most of you should meet the second criterion."

"There are also a lot of non-pure-blooded mixed-blood wizards in the academy, and I can tell you here without hesitation that the true elites of Slytherin are not necessarily pure-blooded, but every Slytherin student who becomes an elite, They all have their own ambitions and the strength to match them."

"For example, me."

The aura exuded by the sharp-edged male student council president almost overwhelmed everyone present.

"Use all the resources that belong to you well. Here, only the winner deserves everything. We don't care about the process of victory, we only need the result of victory."

"Be proud to join Slytherin, because we will surely surpass others and reach the highest and strongest peak!"

"Your names have been written on the door of your dormitory, and your luggage has been put away. I wish you a happy life in school. Dismissed."

"Rolo Serkas Sadwind, please stay here for a moment. Professor Snape has something to ask you. Come with me."

Rollo, who was named, stayed in the common room, while the other first-year students divided into two waves along the entrance of the dormitory, each heading to their own dormitories.

"Do you think there is some difference between the real Slytherin and the rumors?"

As he led Rollo out of the common room, Germa Farley, the outstanding male student union president, returned to his gentle appearance and chatted with Rollo.

"It's a little different, but it's not surprising."

Rollo nodded. The nature of Slytherin's revelation was actually easy to understand.

"If Slytherin is really just a house that only cares about purebloods and doesn't consider anything else, then that's the worst case scenario, isn't it?"

After hearing Rollo's rhetorical question, Germa smiled and nodded.

"Of course, without the elites who really support Slytherin, how could we win the Academy Cup for seven consecutive years? Although I have no prejudice against pure-blood wizards, the fact is that many of them are fighting for The academy is holding us back.”

"It is the stupidest idea to tie a person's birth to talent, but often, such ideas always appear in pure-blood families."

"But I seem to be a wizard born into a pure-blood family."

Luo Luo said slightly dumbfounded. Isn't this a bit too straightforward?

"But you are not that kind of person. Bloodline and talent have nothing to do with each other. If you have both, then it is normal to go further than others of the same kind. Family background is also a resource that belongs to you."

"Maybe I'll be a magical idiot. I'm not really good at reading."

Rollo shrugged. He had no idea about his magical talent. At least when he was buying a wand, he didn't have to go to Ollivander's Wand Shop for a long time to choose a suitable wand. He just picked it up and took it. After using it, I am not picky about food at all.

"I trust my intuition. At least when I see you, you are much more pleasing to the eye than the other freshmen. I hope there will be fewer points deducted for being stupid this year. Ten consecutive championships are beckoning to us, even if I will graduate next year and won’t be able to see the championship, but at least the winning streak cannot be stopped in my hands.”

Germa Farley spoke bluntly, Slytherin's shortcomings have existed for a long time, and the conflict between pure-blood and non-pure-blood elites has always been the most intense in this academy.

"But why are you telling me this? I'm just a freshman, right?"

"Because you are one of the candidates I selected. This is to ensure that Slytherin can still be ahead of the system started by other houses even though there are a lot of idiots holding it back. Otherwise, Gryffindor will learn from the past."

"Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin were once good friends. Their preferences in choosing students were actually very similar. They were intelligent, resourceful, strong-willed, and had a disdain for certain laws and rules. These are the common characteristics of Slytherin and Gryffindor in selecting students, but why have Gryffindor been outclassed by us from the beginning to the end, and they were even at the bottom at one point, ranking last for four consecutive years?"

"Is it because there are many idiots in Gryffindor? No, because we tend to attract pure bloods, we Slytherins also have a lot of idiots. Of course, there will also be idiots among mixed-bloods. Their ambitions and strength do not match There are many people there.

The reason why we can lead others is because the elites of our college are stronger than other colleges. In order to realize our ambition, isn't becoming the strongest in Hogwarts the first stepping stone? "

"I don't know what you want, and I don't need to know. If you want to achieve your goal, are you interested in this training and challenge that starts at Hogwarts?"

Germa Farley's words completely changed Rollo's impression of Slytherin. Among his little knowledge of the book HP, the most eye-catching thing about Slytherin is Quidditch. The team's gorilla special.

Those guys with brains about the size of walnuts, who rely entirely on fouls and physical advantages to play football, really give people the impression of being imbecile. Coupled with Malfoy's followers: Crabbe and Goyle, the two gorillas, the Snake Yard seems to have become Entering the orangutan courtyard, it turned into a quagmire of muscles, clubs and demons dancing wildly.

If Snake Academy is really like this, the fact that they can win the Academy Cup for seven consecutive years... is really too bizarre.

This is to completely ignore Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. One is a college known for its intelligence, and the other is an ordinary college that has the most officials and the most ministers of magic. They are really Is it a little transparent?

If Slytherin didn't have this distinction between the mediocre and the elite, it would be difficult for them to win the House Cup for seven consecutive years while being dragged down by idiots.

Professor McGonagall also said that it is a very high honor and cannot be obtained casually.

"But you don't need to be too nervous. The first grade is just an observation period. There may be other undiscovered gold that stands out in this year's selection. We don't look at the process, we only care about the results. This is not forced. , if you want to accept this training and challenge, then please come on."

Germa paused, then knocked on the door in front of him.

"Professor Snape, I'm bringing Rollo."

"sit."

Snape pointed to the chair across from his desk, then nodded to Germa.

The door behind him was closed, leaving only him and Rollo in Snape's office.

"Professor Snape, do you have any business with me?"

"About your body." Snape pushed out a piece of parchment. "Professor Dumbledore has obtained St. Mungo's diagnosis of you and the Auror's interrogation report of the group of dark wizards. I don't want it to be revealed in a certain section. I suddenly heard the news that you had an accident in class, and I am considering your safety."

"St. Mungo's didn't cure me?" Rollo subconsciously touched his chest and asked with some confusion.

"I can only tell you that when it comes to treating common diseases, their level will not exceed that of Madam Pomfrey at the campus hospital. As for other situations, I can only say that it is almost usable."

"Most of the injuries on your body are physical injuries. I think St. Mungo's can heal these wounds very well, but what matters is not this, but the curse left on you."

"According to the Auror's interrogation and the replay of the flashback curse, the situation is not optimistic. The group of dark wizards not only used the Cruciatus Curse and the Imperius Curse on you multiple times, but also used black magic on you many times. You The memory impairment is most likely caused by this cruel torture."

"Perhaps it was the magic that resisted the Sorting Hat that prevented you from being tortured into a lunatic by these unforgivable curses and preserved your final innocence. No matter what, I can only say that this is Merlin's miracle."

"But no one knows what consequences the black magic remaining in your body will have. Therefore, as the head of Slytherin, I hope you can cooperate with my treatment. Do you understand?"

There was no tenderness or concern in Snape's cold words, but at least his actual actions were not bad.

"Thank you Professor Snape, and thank you Professor Dumbledore for me."

Rollo nodded. He did not intend to refuse this kindness. At least based on his understanding of HP, neither Dumbledore nor Snape had any need to attack him.

"Very good then. Today I will conduct a preliminary test on the black magic remaining in your body so that I can prepare a suitable potion."

"Drink it."

Snape handed over a bottle of potion that exuded a strange amethyst color.

"The mixture I researched by myself is used to measure the magic components in the body so that I can make targeted potion blends. It is much more effective than the curse-breaking reagents on the market."

It seems that in order to reassure Rollo, Snape also explained a little bit.

After carefully observing this bottle of potion, the somewhat weird amethyst color has become much more pleasing to the eye. It is not so much weird as it has a strange beauty.

Like a dancer wearing a lavender crystal gauze skirt, she twists her waist enchantingly in front of you and walks beside you with dance steps that make you confused and confused.

This discovery changed Rollo's impression of Snape from a greasy and unrequited man in love to a slovenly genius potion master.

Without thinking much, Rollo opened the bottle cap and drank the potion in one gulp. A slightly irritating coldness slid from his throat to his whole body.

"Yuck~"

Rollo, who covered his mouth and tried not to spit it out, made a sound of retching. The taste and appearance of this potion were as different as heaven and earth. It was simply the biggest deception in the world.

It was fine at the beginning, with no taste, but after drinking it, it was so bitter that it was numbing, and the horrible aftertaste that made people want to cut off the taste nerve came out all at once.

"chocolate."

After putting away the medicine bottle, Snape placed a piece of chocolate in front of Rollo. This was a rare act of tenderness and consideration.

"never mind..."

Luo Luo waved his hands with difficulty, "I'm afraid that when I want to eat chocolate later, I will recall the current... vomit~~~"

After waiting for nearly 10 minutes, the indescribable bitterness in his mouth slowly faded away, and a slightly sweet aftertaste came belatedly, barely allowing Rollo to return to normal.

"Plath's version of hard work and joy..."

He bared his teeth and complained, his face scrunched up.

"The potion has been dispersed. Take a blood sample. Then you can go back and rest. I will let you know when the potion is prepared."

Snape spoke with a dull face, probably because he still had some conscience and sympathy in his heart. He added at the end: "It will taste better than this time, I will try my best."

"Thank you Professor Snape..."

After rubbing his wrinkled face away, Rollo stretched out his hand and asked Snape to take about half a test tube of blood. There was no pain in collecting the blood with magic, and even the wound was restored to its original state after a small spell.

"What else do you have?"

Snape put away the test tube and glanced at Rollo, waiting for his next words.

"It's just a small thing. Draco told me before that first-year students are not allowed to bring broomsticks, but I didn't know about this, so I bought one and brought it with me."

"Put it away yourself. Don't take it out to play with." Snape said calmly without moving his eyelids. There was no need to pay attention to such a small thing.

"I mean, I heard that the brooms used in school flying classes are pretty poor?"

"You're going to take it out."

Snape glanced at the Nimbus 2000 that Rollo had pulled out, "That's fine. You can use it in flying lessons. I agreed."

"But it doesn't feel good if it's just me. I don't like being too conspicuous. Otherwise, is this okay?"

Rollo took out a piece of parchment and a quill, and started writing quickly on it.

"Flying lessons are taken at both academies together, right, professor?"

"Yes, what are you going to do?"

"Then I'll order seventy Nimbus 2000, which should be enough."

"The excess can be given to our academy team. It's just a little thought of mine."

After signing the last name, Rollo handed the order letter to Snape. A Nimbus cost 2000 for less than two hundred Galleons. Compared to the mountain of gold in his family's treasury, a drop in the bucket might be considered an exaggeration. .

Not mentioning the gold, just counting the huge amount of various rare materials, it is not impossible for Rollo to buy the Nimbus Company.

He didn't know why the Beifeng family was able to accumulate such wealth, but he knew clearly that the wealth left behind was an astronomical amount that he would never be able to spend in his lifetime.

"you sure?"

The corners of Snape's mouth twitched slightly. This was the first time he had encountered such behavior of throwing coins.

"I know you are a very powerful potion master. This is just the money you paid to make a bottle of potion. It is nothing. With the help of you, the professor, what I have done is not worth mentioning."

This order, which adds up to more than ten thousand gold galleons, is definitely not a small number, but to say how big it is... Hogwarts pays professors more than this every month, with an average monthly salary of five hundred gold. Gallon's Hogwarts is a rare high-paying position in the wizarding world, but the conditions for selection are very strict.

Either you have the real ability to start as a teaching assistant and survive until you are promoted to professor, or you have the courage to risk your life and become the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who changes every year.

Regardless of anything else, what Rollo said made Snape very happy. Everyone likes to hear good things, not to mention that this child is still a student of his own college.

After agreeing to help Rollo send the order and keep it secret, Snape handed over a bottle of magic potion for the first time, saying it was a good thing that could repair his taste buds and help him sleep well tonight.

"I've kept you waiting for a long time, senior."

After leaving Snape's office, Rollo spoke to Germa.

"It's okay, let's go back. Your dormitory elf should have cleaned it for you. It's a single room."

The footsteps of the two gradually disappeared in the corridors of Hogwarts, and the fire in the common room gradually dimmed. It was now time to rest.

"Wish me sweet dreams."

Rollo raised his head and drank up the small bottle of potion. With a subtle sweetness like licorice, he fell into a nostalgic dream.