Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

As soon as they entered the Hogwarts castle, Miss Albert and Lupine met the beaming old man in the corridor.

"Welcome, Remus." Dumbledore walked at the front and seemed to be in a very good mood. He nodded to Professor Lupin, "I like the feeling of you coming back here."

Then, he turned his attention to Miss Albert: "I should have given you the letter and badge before school started, Claudine..."

"But you are too busy." He said, "I heard that you haven't finished your work in the Muggle world, so I stayed on your own until now."

"badge?"

"Yes, the prefect badge." Dumbledore smiled maliciously, "You know, Severus is always so shy, he should have given it to you."

"That was a very nostalgic experience, wasn't it Remus?"

"Ah...yes." Professor Luping said, "This is indeed something worth remembering..."

"Remus was a former Gryffindor prefect," Dumbledore said. "You seem to have a pretty good conversation?"

"Yes, yes." Miss Albert ignored Dumbledore's implication, "You should already know what happened on the train?"

"Then you can communicate more." The silver-haired old man smiled and took out the silver-green prefect badge from his sleeve robe, and then pinned it to Clooney's chest himself.

It does feel very different. This intuitive feeling of being directly granted authority is completely different from the one that I fought for.

Such a small badge can save a lot of extra effort, and can make a certain group of people spontaneously look up to you from the bottom up.

Power - works exceptionally well no matter where it is.

"Congratulations." said the young teacher.

"Thank you."

"Remus is a very good teacher." Dumbledore patted her shoulder and motioned for her to take the first step.

Clooney nodded, touched the extra badge on her chest, and suddenly had an unrealistic feeling: time really flew by, and in the blink of an eye she was already in fifth grade.

When she arrived at the auditorium, people inside were already taking their seats one after another.

"Deserve it? Clooney?" Helles had already noticed this sparkling badge. "I wanted to ask you earlier, why didn't you wear it?"

"I thought there was at least a little resistance." Claudine replied, "You know, I'm not a gold galleon."

"Hahahaha," Emilia laughed and gave her a hug, "Who said you weren't! You are our Golden Galleons!"

"It will be a lot more convenient for us," Helles said, "and it will give you a better reason not to go out in bad weather."

new semester! new ambience!

Miss Albert's originally chaotic mood affected by the dream finally dissipated with the splendid flash of the auditorium and the laughter of her friends. She now feels extremely relaxed all over her body - the new semester is a new and happy thing for her.

She looked at the professor's chair very naturally. Professor Snape's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and the expression on his face was almost uncontrollably distorted - Oh my God! He will always be frustrated by this!

Dumbledore was so powerful that he was able to withstand Professor Snape's gaze attacks for years. Clooney saw the ferocious look he gave Remus Lupin, as if he was about to cast a curse on the loyal and honest new professor in the next second.

"I was really laughing so hard!!!" Clooney couldn't help but giggle as he stared at their dean's expression, finally feeling the pleasure of getting revenge after being pranked by Snape.

In order to maintain a little dignity as a senior, she buried her head in Helles' arms: "Help, I can't stop at all!!"

Of course Snape couldn't have given Professor Lupin a hex - he was just - not in a good mood.

Clooney laughed so hard that his eyes went black and white for a while, then he stopped.

Seeing her breathless expression, Snape's sharp eyes scared Amelia to tremble.

"Oh my god!! Clooney!!" Emilia dug a hole through Helles' creaking nest, "You didn't see the dean's expression! I think you are going to be in trouble!"

"Why are you staring at him and laughing so crazily!!"

"Because I thought of something very funny -" she managed to cover her mouth, and almost laughed wildly, driven by Emilia's unconscious expression, "Please, don't talk now!!!" Otherwise I can’t bear it anymore!!!”

Miss Albert was delighted at the thought of school beginning.

Coupled with the new book this semester - the magic book that she fought with for hundreds of rounds and finally became as well-behaved as a tamed wild cat, it made her even more excited about what novel things would happen in the new semester.

The magical world is always full of mysterious surprises, but no one will be bored with strange adventures.

I still remember the last class on the protection of magical animals last semester, which took place after Shasha, the basilisk, submitted its application for residency in the school. Professor Sylvanus was drunk in that class. He was already staggering and couldn't even stand upright.

He supported Shasha's body, which was half rolled up on a huge poplar tree, and announced the good news of his retirement in a high-pitched voice: "I finally saved enough money! God!"

"Hahahaha!" He laughed wildly, laughing so much that tears fell from his eyes, "I can finally rest!"

Professor Silvanus, who is dedicated to the research of magical creatures, does not really want to retire, but his body can no longer support him in high-intensity activities. If any research required him to fight magical animals, he might be defeated before long.

The students are always full of respect for this little old man.

"Separation is a new beginning." When he finally stopped laughing, Professor Silvanus changed his previous wildness and his tone finally became calmer, "Don't be sad because of separation, children. You will meet A better professor than me.”

Parting is indeed a new beginning, but it is a pity that Professor Silvanus kept the information about the new teacher who would replace him very secret, and only expressed in a very mysterious way that they would like him.

And now, Clooney finally understood why Professor Sylvanus said that - sitting on top of his original seat was a huge figure.

He dutifully escorted the students of Hogwarts to the castle safely every cold or hot night.

The sorting ceremony went by very quickly. The people who came to Slytherin were all mixed-bloods except pure bloods, so it was difficult for them to feel out of place. But the mixed-bloods were very conscious of sitting separately from the pure-bloods, facing each other.

Miss Albert's face did not show the slightest emotion: it won't be long before this seemingly stable situation is broken by study life.

Freshmen don't understand the difference between prefects and other upperclassmen, but sophomores and above do. Although before this, Miss Albert had not received any special preferential treatment from previous prefects - in most cases they were not that conspicuous.