[HP] look at you

Olivia originally planned to return to Castrobushe after attending Lily's wedding, but after talking with Dumbledore, she decided to stay here and wait for news.

Once they knew exactly where the locket was, they decided to do it.

The war has been going on for too long, and if the stalemate continues, there is no guarantee that Lucius will be able to escape unscathed, and Olivia doesn't want to wait for the prophecy to come out and gamble with Lily's and the others' lives.

During this period, Dumbledore asked Olivia if she was interested in coming to Hogwarts as a teaching assistant for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

The professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this semester didn't know whether it was because the curse took effect or he was not careful. He shattered himself in half while demonstrating the Bone Crushing Curse, and is now recuperating in St. Mungo's.

"With your strength, this shouldn't be a problem for you." Dumbledore always made the best use of others.

Snape didn't want Olivia to agree after learning about it, "Do you want to be the next unlucky person to enter St. Mungo's?"

"Do you think I'd be stupid enough to cast the curse on myself? Besides, Dumbledore didn't ask me to be a professor, but just as a teaching assistant."

Olivia didn't care much about the curse, and at this time Regulus hadn't graduated yet, so she also hoped to go to school to find opportunities to get close to him.

Snape still didn't quite agree, but he didn't forcefully ask Olivia to change her mind, but put forward conditions.

"That got Dumbledore to offer me a job too," he said, "and I'm looking forward to returning to Hogwarts, too."

Olivia pretended to be surprised, "Are you willing to help Filch watch the door?"

Snape smirked, "At least I'm more experienced than him in catching bad students on night tours."

"What about the bad professor who wandered at night?" Olivia pretended to be curious.

"Naturally, they will be arrested without discrimination." Snape pulled her into his arms, and said viciously, "Put her in confinement."

In the end, Snape returned to Hogwarts with Olivia, and was in charge of potions for the first to third grades as a potions assistant.

Slughorn submitted his resignation with Dumbledore last year, saying that he was getting old and in poor health, which of course was just an excuse.He just waited and saw that the situation was a little unclear and it was difficult to stand in line, so he had to withdraw to avoid the muddy water first.

Dumbledore kept dragging him, saying no suitable replacement could be found.

So seeing Snape back, his attitude was very enthusiastic.

"Oh, look who this is, leaving Mr. Snape without saying goodbye." Slughorn complained with intimacy in his tone, "It's been a long time since he failed his Potions teacher's expectations."

Snape had a good impression of him, so he said politely: "I'm sorry for leaving in a hurry, Professor Slughorn."

Slughorn said with a chuckle, "We are colleagues now, Severus, you can call me Horace. By the way, are you married to Olivia?"

Snape: "…No."

"Really? It seems that the rumors that you eloped to get married out of family opposition are false." Slughorn was slightly regretful about this.

Snape: "..." I really don't want to know what other versions of the rumors are like.

News of two new teaching assistants at Hogwarts has sparked talk and speculation among students.

The students above the fifth grade were shocked.

"How are they?"

"Why two Slytherins as professors?"

"Didn't it mean that they had already been killed by Death Eaters for refusing You-Know-Who's invitation?"

"What I heard is that they joined the mysterious man's organization and were sent out to perform secret missions."

"No, it was obviously an unwanted pregnancy and was dismissed by Principal Dumbledore privately."

"Slander the professor." A cold voice suddenly sounded from outside the crowd, making all chatterers and onlookers tremble.

When they turned their heads, they saw a tall young man standing not far behind them.

He was wearing a black three-piece suit, with a dark green satin tie neatly tucked into the waistcoat with a silver pocket watch chain, and a dark brown double-breasted coat that reached below the calf, making his shoulders broad and his legs long.Although his figure was not tall and his skin was slightly pale, the thick black shadow cast by the light passing over his silhouette seemed to envelop everyone.

He held two books in one hand, and put the other hand in his pocket. He just stared at them coldly with his dark eyes, as if a poisonous snake raised its head, spitting out a letter and sizing up its prey condescendingly.

He glanced at the house crest of the person who had just spoken, and said, as if disappointed, "Twenty points for Hufflepuff."

"Snape!" blurted out an onlooker Gryffindor seventh year who had seen him before.

Snape took his time to cast his eyes on him, and when he was about to speak happily after waiting less than half a second, the man was agitated and immediately added instinctively, "Professor."

Then he heard this person who was obviously only one year higher than himself, but brought a stronger sense of oppression than all the professors, clicked his tongue regretfully.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that this "tsk" would start a journey to the bottom of their academy's gems.

After all, he had experience in this area once.

"I don't care what you think." Snape said softly, his silky voice wrapped around the back of their necks like a snake's tail, making their scalps tingle.

"And what a strong desire to confide. If I hear a single word about us again—" He smiled coldly, "I will make your mouths no longer able to call for help."

With that said, Snape strode down the wide aisle they avoided, the back of his coat flapping with his wind-like strides.

Everyone watched him disappear from the end of the corridor like a billowing black cloud. After a long time, Qi Qi let out a long breath.

"He...isn't he really the dark wizard sent to Hogwarts by the mysterious man?"

"Shh-"

One minute before class, Snape stepped into the Potions classroom.

The Potions class has always been in the cellar, with poor lighting, cold and damp.Candles and torches were burning on the surrounding walls, and a large multi-level chandelier hung overhead, adding some light to the classroom.

When he walked quickly through the aisle in the middle of the classroom, he obviously kept his eyes straight and did not make any movements, but the candles on the walls on both sides were extinguished one by one following his footsteps, so that shadows would be shrouded everywhere he walked, as if the light was facing the light. Dark fear and compromise.

When he walked to the podium, turned around and stood facing the students, there was only the last row of torches in the classroom struggling to hold on, and in the dark environment, the students under the stage could not see clearly even with their eyes wide open. The faces and expressions of the people on stage.

For a while, the huge classroom was silent, and needles could be heard.

"Severus Snape, your future Potions Master." He said concisely and forcefully, his voice was not loud, but it seemed to be loud enough for every student to hear clearly.

After speaking, he took out a book-sized mechanical object and placed it on the podium, stuffed a stack of parchment into it, and tapped it with his wand.

In the mid-air above him, a line of silver characters suddenly appeared, shining brightly in the dimly lit classroom.

Snape said coldly: "Anyone who sees his name shouts."

Then the student corresponding to the first name that appeared whispered tremblingly: "Here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver name flew towards him as if he had been called, and then it was printed on his chest, making everyone know where he was.

"Oh--"

This caused a small commotion.

"Quiet!" Snape reprimanded coldly, "Don't let me throw you out."

So everyone was silent again, obediently waiting for their names to appear.

After the roll call was over, Snape tapped the developer again with his wand, and the mid-air image was changed into a potion formula.

"In this lesson, I will learn how to make shrinking potion. The material is daisy root..." Following his voice, a picture of daisy root appeared in the air, slowly rotating at different angles, and the required size and dosage were marked on the side And the cutting method, it also notes the method of distinguishing it from another confusing material.

The young wizards who had never seen such a scene were all stunned.

This is completely different from the potions class they took before!

Snape tapped the lectern impatiently with his wand, "Are you waiting for a baby with a bedtime story? Or are you already asleep? Now, take out a pen and paper and take notes!"

There was an instant rustle in the classroom.

After explaining the required materials one by one, the screen turned into a video of boiling the potion, which was obviously recorded in advance.In the video, only the chest below is captured, and the head and face are not exposed, and the adding steps and mixing methods of each material will be enlarged and displayed, and even the color change is clearly provided with a comparison color card.

After showing the final product, Snape turned off the developer, waved his wand, and the previously extinguished candles and torches re-ignited instantly, causing the little wizards who had adapted to the dim environment to blink wildly unexpectedly.

"Don't be in a daze! I want to see the finished product of each of you before get out of class is over. If you haven't finished it, or the finished product is not up to standard, no matter what class the next class is, stay here and redo it from scratch until you can come up with something that makes you happy. something I'm happy with."

After finishing speaking, he sneered again, "Although I don't want to make this assumption at all, if someone is really stupid enough to fail all the time, then I have no choice but to ask you to move the bed here and live here."

Now, without Snape's further urging, everyone immediately lowered their heads, and began to work nervously at the notes full of words.

During this period, Snape did not go down to check among the students, but conjured up a high-backed chair, sat on the podium, and spread a book on his folded laps.

"You said—" A student dared not look up, whispered to his deskmate, "Is he really reading or staring at us?"

The same table said while peeling the figs: "How do I know, why don't you ask?"

"Thomas and Walker," Snape said suddenly.

The two whispering seemed to have been whipped, and they raised their heads suddenly, and saw the young professor on the stage staring at them, his dark eyes seemed to be a little bright, and the voice that had been indifferent for some reason added a bit of joy .

"Ten points will be deducted from Gryffindor for discussing irrelevant content in class." He looked like a vampire who had a full meal, and he curled his lips in satisfaction, "Also, your figs are not peeled clean, which is a waste of materials. Two more points from Gryffindor."

Thomas and Walker: "..." What kind of devil is this!

A class full of high pressure ended with the sound of boiling the potion. I don't know if it was the pressure that generated the motivation, or the notes were detailed enough that even the worst finisher passed the test.

After Snape announced that get out of class was over, everyone packed up their textbooks like a whirlwind and left the classroom as if fleeing.

Snape didn't even look at them, put away the textbooks unhurriedly, and walked out of the classroom.

"Hi, Professor Snape."

Snape saw Olivia standing against the wall in the doorway, waving and smiling at him.

The students who hadn't had time to go far were shocked to find that they were expressionless just now. The professor, who was as cold as the rock in the cellar, dissipated the chill from his body, and the temperature began to condense between his eyebrows and eyes.

In order to show her maturity and solemnity as a professor, Olivia wore a jade blue silk shirt and a dark green plaid dress today, and a dark gray overcoat. Her hair was coiled up, looking refreshing and intellectual.

But from Snape's point of view, she seemed to have a little more indescribable charm than usual, which made his calm mood suddenly turbulent.

"Hello, Professor Orpington," he said slowly.

"Did you summon the dementors during class?" Olivia glanced at the students who ran out of the classroom and dawdled in the corridor because of curiosity, "When the door was just opened I thought they were running away from the hunt."

The distorted expressions are like the famous painting "The Scream".

Snape disagreed, "If fear can deepen their memory of knowledge, that might not be a good idea."

Olivia didn't comment on his teaching method, and she habitually wanted to hold his arm, remembering that she should pay attention to her image as a teacher, so she just stood beside him.

"How does it feel to go back to your first class at Hogwarts?"

It was cold in the cellar, Snape touched the back of her hand and found that it was a little cold, so he grabbed it and stuffed it into his coat pocket as usual without thinking.

"Not bad." He thought about it, showing a playful smile as if he had found some fun, "or rather, it's very interesting."

Olivia always felt that this "interesting" seemed to have another meaning.

The author has something to say:

I regretted it after I finished talking yesterday, I was afraid it was just my own self-indulgence, but in fact I am not so handsome.Because my G-spot is sometimes special.

And you are: "That's it?"

Then I would be embarrassed.

So, have you used up the tissues you prepared?

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感谢在2020-09-0711:57:21~2020-09-0807:23:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 night language star;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of lifeislikeaboat; 20 bottles of stuffed sweets; 2 bottles of Julis;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!