Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

Everything continued as usual. Except that her relationship with Severus Snape has yet to be repaired.

Even Flitwick, who usually did not interfere too much in students' private affairs, discovered this.

In the first week after school started, the night patrol schedule finally arrived.

Under normal circumstances, no students want to take classes with Professor Snape. The days with him are always painful. He walks in a hurry, making people unable to guess his thoughts, or he will be called a fool in the next second.

And he was not a talkative person. The students preferred to take classes with Remus. Of course, the short Charms professor was the most popular after he left.

She waited for the professor's arrival during her night patrol. Snape's shift changed without warning.

They walked for a while before Professor Flitwick finally started a new topic, not about dueling clubs or magical elements, or the inevitable relationship between spells and magic circles.

"I remember that your relationship was pretty good?" Professor Flitwick walked in front, his small body just under the warm yellow wall lamp. "I have never encountered a shift change. This is the first time. ."

This is a bit crazy. Claudia didn't expect Snape to hate her so much.

If one person avoids as much as possible all contact with another person, what else is there but a nuisance?

She felt bad, especially when others formally exposed her.

"I don't understand..." The always invincible Slytherin prefect stopped his progress first, and the clicking sound suddenly stopped.

Flitwick stood patiently, waiting for his favorite student to speak. This child who was always solving problems now encountered his own troubles.

"This is a very strange thing." There was no expression on Claudia's face. Only under the illumination of the wall lamp could he see his true position. Now they were drooping together. "It was like suddenly, everything Things have changed. I don’t know how to deal with such a thing, and it’s hard to believe that one person can suddenly be two different people.”

"How to say." Flivi stood still, which forced Claudia to find a place to lower his height first. Finally, they decided to sit under the railing of the castle's arched stone window.

Although Professor Flitwick is short, he is not afraid of tall buildings. This height made Claudia a little frightened.

Even with magic, this fearful habit cannot be changed as long as there is nothing to rely on.

"When you entered school, we were still making a private bet." Professor Flitwick told her the unknown past events in a pleasant manner, "There are not many little wizards from the Muggle world. There are many from different families. There are also many little wizards. But what Professor McGonagall mentioned the most when she came back here was your family. She thought you must be a good student, and in the end it was indeed what she said."

"Minerva thinks you can go to Gryffindor, but your mother may influence you to go to Hufflepuff." Professor Flitwick turned around and looked at the moon outside, "Pomona is very happy. .”

"But I think you are more suitable to come to Ravenclaw. After all this time, I still maintain this idea."

"Although you ended up in Slytherin, Claudia. But your love for knowledge will not change depending on which house you are in."

This is a high level of affirmation. Especially when such affirmation comes from the dean of another college.

"I think Severus likes you very much. Although his personality is indeed very awkward. Even though we have been colleagues for so many years - I don't mean to say anything bad about him, but I have never seen him be honest. one side."

"You may be the student closest to him over the years." Professor Flitwick asked her to lower her head, and finally noticed the tears in her eyes.

Then the little hand patted her on the head.

"You've done a great job, Clowney." Flitwick said gently. "You have been working hard. Maybe they haven't said this to you yet because everyone thinks you are too good." kids. Frequent success makes people forget the hard work it took to get to where they are."

"Nothing is always smooth sailing. Of course he did something bad." Professor Flitwick even showed some dissatisfaction. He couldn't understand what Snape was arguing with a child.

He understood the sense of responsibility hidden in this seemingly indifferent colleague. At least there had never been any problems with potions in his classroom or outside. Potions are a subject with a high incidence of accidents.

Primary potions are second only to hexes in danger, but students don't have the magic power to back them up and make big mistakes when they take the wrong magic circuit.

Push away a favorite protégé? Flitwick wanted to try it once, at least for the sake of their harmonious office environment - at least Snape's aggressive attitude could be tempered by having someone to help him.

Because someone else will step up. Flitwick wiped the tip of his nose sheepishly. I felt like I was speaking ill of the child in my mind.

"But so far, maybe I'm the bad one." Claudia took a deep breath to hold back the snot that wanted to flow out, and then her Charms professor handed over a handkerchief.

"Thank you." She took it and blew it out. "I'll give you a new one tomorrow, Professor."

Flitwick was a bit dumbfounded.

"I was just worried," Claudia said. "At the beginning, I felt like he wasn't doing well."

From the very beginning, there was a nestling element in her approach. A fierce, tall dean, without any small movements, just standing there can keep those bad thoughts out of the wooden door of the cellar.

Willing to explore dark magic with her and provide her with potions materials. Then, then.

There, die in front of that person.

How can such a person let it go?

But if you really think about it. Wasn't her initial approach full of thoughts of benefit to herself?

"He helped me a lot in Slytherin. There are some things he doesn't say out loud, but we can always feel it." Claudia looked over, "That's why I thought, is it because I can't help?" His busyness always causes him trouble..."

"What trouble did you bring?" Professor Flitwick asked, "After you came to Hogwarts, he had the easiest life I have ever seen."

"I am, I want to get preferential treatment from him?"

"Then what's wrong? Don't I want you to repay my devotion to you?" The little old man blew his beard and glared, "Does it mean that just because I've been chatting with you and guiding you on my thesis, I have no plans for you? What’s the point?”

"what is that?"

"It's very simple." Flitwick said, "I like you, I'm happy to be with you, you are a good prospect. I am improving myself when discussing with you, and I feel this field when I see you moving forward. There are more possibilities for development. You are so smart, wouldn’t it be a happy thing to be liked and praised by smart people?”

"That's what they said..." Claudia felt something was wrong, "But it doesn't seem like that's what they said..."