Reborn at Hogwarts

"Of course, come in."

The twin brothers looked at each other and said in unison.

"Thank you." The girl quickly pushed the suitcase into the box, looked around, and sat next to Ivan.

Seemingly shy, she purposely sat on the edge of the seat, keeping a long distance from Ivan.

The girl didn't mean to speak, but took out a copy of "Standard Spells, Elementary" from the suitcase and silently huddled by the door to read it.

Ivan had looked her over from head to toe when the girl turned around to drag her luggage.

It looks like he is about the same age as himself, so he should be a freshman.

Asian girls enrolled in 1990... probably not many.

There is a high probability that it is Miss Qiu Zhang who had a relationship with Cedric Diggory and Harry Potter in the original book.

The casting is slightly different from the casting in the movie version. Qiu Zhang, who is sitting next to Ivan and reading quietly, has long black hair that hangs down to his shoulders. His facial features are exquisite and full of oriental beauty, and there is a little cute baby fat on his face.

It may be due to the lack of exercise in normal times. After a person carried the luggage onto the train, the girl's face was red, her forehead was covered with fine sweat, and her breathing was still quite heavy after sitting down.

A bit of a movie actor can be vaguely seen in the eyebrows and eyes, but overall it is completely consistent with the description in the original book, and she is an out-and-out beauty.

Ivan didn't pay too much attention to Qiu Zhang. He just glanced briefly from the corner of his eye, then turned his head and continued to look out the window.

A whistle sounded, and Ivan felt the carriage vibrate slightly, and then slowly slid on the rails.

The train starts.

The platform gradually disappeared from sight, and the scenery outside the window became more and more desolate. As the high-altitude clouds thickened, the sky darkened.

It looks like it's going to rain. Ivan muttered in his heart, and with some reluctance to withdraw his gaze, he turned his attention to the textbook in his hand.

This is a tome with a dark green cover, much thicker than the "Secrets of Cutting-Edge Dark Arts" that he had thoroughly figured out and then threw into the fireplace for destruction.

"Magic Potions and Potions" was printed on the cover in large, cursive letters, with a line below it in small print: By Arthene Giger.

Among the several courses that Hogwarts first-year freshmen need to learn, the one Ivan is most interested in is undoubtedly Transfiguration, which is inextricably linked with "Avatar".

Second is Potions, taught by Severus Snape.

In Ivan's mind, potion science was an extremely profound subject.

Whether it is the compound decoction that can change people's appearance, or the enchantment potion that can affect other people's emotions, or the blessing potion that can make people extremely lucky...These magical potions make Ivan full of enthusiasm for this subject interest.

It's a pity... his parents didn't know anything about Potions, and after passing the O.W.Ls, they gave all their knowledge back to the teacher.

For a whole year, Ivan could only stare at the book in a daze, but he couldn't really cook a pot himself.

It wasn't that the formula of the potion was not recorded in the book, but that Ivan didn't dare to operate it himself without guidance, for fear that if he accidentally put the wrong dose of ingredients, it would lead to irreparable consequences.

Therefore, during the period before class officially started, Ivan was going to memorize more content in the book, so as to leave a good impression on Professor Snape in class.

Then you can come to ask for advice when you encounter problems you don't understand...

Although his calculations are very loud, the plans often fail to keep up with the changes.

He had just opened the first page of the book, and before he could finish reading, the door of the box was pulled open with a "crash".

The four people in the box raised their heads one after another.

A man with greasy black hair, hooked nose, and sallow skin was standing in the doorway, staring at them with cold, empty, dark eyes without any warmth.

He also held a diary with a black cover in his hand.

Ivan found the diary in the man's hand immediately, and the cold sweat soaked his back almost instantly.

Damn it! Isn't this Tom Riddle's diary? How would it appear here?

He even checked it before going out in the morning, and the diary was sandwiched between two textbooks by him. How could this guy hold it in his hand now?

"...I'm sorry for disturbing your 'pre-study'." The man's eyes slowly swept over the four of them one by one, and finally stopped on Ivan's calm face, "Let me introduce myself first, I'm Xi Ferris Snape, your Potions master."

He cast a quick glance at his twin brother who seemed petrified.

"These two gentlemen of the Weasley family should already know me, after all, I have been teaching you for a whole year..." Snape spoke very slowly, but gave off an unusually stern and firm feeling, " ...But I didn't come to see you today. I guess you are Mr. Ivan Vesemir, right?"

He stared into Ivan's eyes and said softly.

"It's me, Professor." Ivan lowered his head, trying to avoid eye contact with Snape. He forced himself not to look at the diary in Snape's hand, but his eyes drifted there uncontrollably.

"Very well, I found this place from the first car and finally met you. It was a pleasant process." Snape's cold tone made Ivan realize that he was not as happy as he said, "I To cut a long story short, Mr. Vesemir. Your father... asked me to bring you this diary, because you left it under your bed."

"You know my father?" Ivan was stunned.

According to memory, the Vesemir family had no contact with Snape, and he had never seen this person at home.

Snape snorted coldly.

"I think we have a more serious problem than this at the moment...Mr. Vesemir." He said, shaking the diary in his hand, and put it away under Ivan's seemingly calm eyes, " After your first Potions lesson, come and get this diary from me, Mister Vesemir."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left without waiting for Ivan's reply. The black cloak fluttered behind him like a bat with spread wings.

It wasn't until Snape's back disappeared in this carriage that the twin brothers got out of the state of being strangled by the throat. Fred glanced at the corridor with lingering fear, and quickly closed the door of the box.

"Your father knew Snape?" George looked at Ivan incredulously, "That guy is the professor I hate the most at Hogwarts!"

The notice I received on the 2nd, because of my procrastination, I finally signed the contract until today (laughs), and I will try to get more and more every day from tomorrow...

as much as possible...