Rebirth of HP

"Albus, is this going too far?" Professor McGonagall asked the principal worriedly after returning to the principal's office from the medical wing.

"There is no other way, I think I have to do this...Minerva, we both know what happened to Longbottom...Harry desperately needs an elder's guidance, and Harry now has his own Come on, he's a Slytherin. So, you and I can't be trusted anymore, only Severus can." Dumbledore sighed.

"But, Severus has quit the Order of the Phoenix, in case..." Professor McGonagall was a little worried.

"I trust Severus, and I can only trust him. Well, Minerva, is there anything unusual about the Sorcerer's Stone recently?" Dumbledore stopped McGonagall from worrying.

"No, Albus. But, you know, the children are still young, and it's not good for the school to keep them here all the time." Professor McGonagall was worried, "Argus has caught a lot of curious people in the restricted area." night-crawler."

"Of course, but the destruction of the Philosopher's Stone requires some preparations, and Professor Flamel also needs to say goodbye to some people." Dumbledore said, "Even Gringotts has been stolen, and I can't find a better one than Hogwarts." A safer place."

"But...Albus, I have to tell you that Quirinus has been acting weird recently, and I don't believe he would be scared like that by a vampire." McGonagall said.

"Oh, yes, Minerva, Quirinus is a very talented child with very solid theoretical knowledge." Dumbledore took a lemon drop, "I'm already paying attention to him, don't worry."

"I hope...you're right." McGonagall was still worried, but since Albus was paying attention, there was nothing more to say.

After dinner, Harry, Draco, and Blaise went to the library together, and Harry placed a Silencing Charm around the three of them, wrote the paper, and discussed some of the arguments.After Harry finished his Charms thesis, Draco began to tell Harry about Neville's broom losing control and breaking his wrist during flying class.

"Oh, Harry, I really don't understand, isn't it just riding a broom? Need to be so nervous? Longbottom is really stupid." Draco gloated.

"Tsk tsk, I heard some interesting things from Lavender Brown," Blaise said.

"Oh, our playboy has a new prey?" Harry teased.

"Harry, if you're envious, I don't mind introducing you to some girls," Blaise said.

"Go aside, don't spoil our pure Harry." Draco cursed with a smile, while Harry smirked in his heart - Blaise, if Sev heard this sentence, you might be in trouble .

"OK, OK, Platinum Prince, I always do the bad guys." Blaise said with a look of injustice, "Harry..."

"This is my dissertation for Transfiguration class. If you want to refer to it, take it." Harry knew how foolish his friend was, "Okay, now tell me what you found out."

"It's funny to say that Longbottom was once considered a Squib, even when he was 6 years old, his uncle, Algie Longbottom, pushed him off the Black Lake Pier and nearly drowned him ...until the age of 8, this madman hangs one of our 'saviors' ankle-up from an upstairs window, misses him and drops him so that he bounces, flies across the garden, falls To the road. This confirms the fact that he is not a Squib." Blaise said while flipping through Harry's papers, "Oh, Harry, your papers are always so wonderful, this one is definitely another 'O '."

"Harry, let me have a look at the Defense Against the Dark Arts class paper." A certain platinum snake said with a bit of depression, "That garlic-smelling classroom is really unbearable."

"Here." Harry said generously, "By the way, Draco, I heard that you and Weasley are having trouble again?"

"Well, let me tell you," said Brace, immediately getting excited, "Mrs. Hooch sent Longbottom to heal his wounds, and that Weasley framed us Slytherins for 'murdering' Longbottom. Draco's concentration has never been as good as yours, so we quarreled. Finally, we made an appointment for a duel after curfew tonight, and I will be Draco's second-in-command. That's Dean Thomas over there."

"Yeah, but, Blaise, your concentration shouldn't be that bad?" Harry said, remembering that today was Severus' night watch, and warned, "Listen, tonight, none of you Don't go, the dean will watch the night tonight. If you really want to copy books until your hands are soft, why don't you go and try?"

"Oh? How do you know?" Blaise laughed. "Could it be that something happened that we don't know?"

Harry glanced at his pocket watch, started to clear the table, and said, "Just give me the thesis tomorrow. I'll go to my tutor first. If I'm late, I'll be miserable."

"Hey, Harry, when did you have a mentor?" Draco held Harry back.

"Oh, yes, something happened this afternoon. Professor Snape has accepted me as his potions apprentice." Harry left immediately after speaking, leaving Draco and Blaise looking at each other.

The cellar, the head Slytherin's office.

Today Snape didn't arrange for others to work in the cellar. He was sitting behind his desk, grading homework, while viciously scratching big "T"s on the parchment, and displaying it in gorgeous cursive fonts. His gorgeous written language art.

At this time, the door of the office opened.A little blue-eyed snake swam in and saw that Lord Snake King was busy, so he didn't bother.He walked to the side and snapped his fingers, a cup of coffee and a cup of chocolate appeared in front of Harry, he delivered the coffee to Snape's desk where it was out of the way and within reach, then he spread the parchment and began to write Essay on A History of Magic.

For a while, there was only the "rustling" sound of the quill pen rubbing against the parchment in the cellar, quiet and warm.

"Harry," Snape finished correcting today's paper, "do you want to practice your hand?"

"No, I still have to maintain the defensive formation, that is the work that consumes mana. By the way, say hello to you-Draco and Ron have an appointment for a duel tonight, and I have already told Draco Okay, you can deduct points until you have fun. Besides, I will take you to the secret room tomorrow, Salazar has wanted to see you for a long time." Harry blinked, "You know, he has always wanted to meet the descendants of Ashura, I I heard from Godric and Rowena that it was the child he watched growing up."

"Okay, so what do I need to prepare? Also, what time?" Hearing that he was going to meet Slytherin, Snape had a pilgrimage mentality.

Harry laughed, Sev could be so cute sometimes.He took a serious look at Professor Snape. Of course, Harry didn't want to bring a sloppy professor in front of the Big Four. After all, those four regarded Harry as a common child to teach and love, so, Harry already respected and loved them as his parents.No child would like his lover to leave a bad image in front of his parents, so he smiled and said, "Perhaps Sev should wash his hair and change into that robe with dark lines. I will come over early tomorrow night, So, Sev better go to bed early tonight."

"As long as those little bastards don't run around the castle." Harry saw Severus say dryly, so he couldn't help but clung to his side, happily buried in his arms.

"Sev, tell me, this is not a dream." Harry's voice was a little confused, coming from the arms of the professor in black, and he sighed.

Snape folded his arms, put his calloused hands on the back of Harry's head, stroked Harry's hair lightly, the feeling was unexpectedly good, and then said in a cello-like low voice: " Harry, if this is a dream, I hope we don't wake up..."

Before the curfew, Harry had just returned to the Slytherin common room, and had just entered the lounge when he was dragged into a corner by two friends to have a whisper—

"Harry, did you really become the Dean's apprentice?" Blaise asked.

"Yes, Dumbledore may have asked the dean to agree because he was afraid that something would happen to me in Slytherin." Harry smiled, "So, the dean is not very happy today, so I advise you not to go to the appointment After all, we are Slytherins, aren't we? No. 12 of the Slytherin Code of Conduct says: cunning is our trait, evasion is our means. And those Gryffindors don't know anything at all It's an honor, isn't it?"

"Oh, Harry, you really are enough Slytherin." Draco praised.

"Okay, listen to you, let them be pigeons, let them be caught by the dean, hehe, then there will be a good show." Blaise also agreed with Harry.

After Harry persuaded Draco and Blaise, the three of them went back to the dormitory. Harry was afraid that the two little snakes would really run out again at night, so he immediately ran back to the empty lounge, facing the suffocating sleeper. The little copper snake on the doorknob said: [Are you listening? 】

[Your Excellency, I have wanted to talk to you for a long time.Your Excellency, what can I do for you? 】The little copper snake became more agile in an instant, and made a thin "hissing" sound.

[Well, can you keep any Slytherins out tonight? ] asked Harry.

[Of course, don't worry, Your Excellency.Don't even try to get out of me tonight. 】The little copper snake promised.

[Very well, sorry to trouble you. 】After finishing speaking, Harry quietly returned to the dormitory, set a powerful expulsion spell on his door, opened the secret passage in the dormitory, and left the dormitory.

Walking in the secret passage, Harry couldn't help sighing. In his previous life, he was chased by Filch and Mrs. Norris for most of the night on this duel night, and then scared to death by the three-headed dog. This night was really wonderful.Thinking of this, he made a self-deprecating smile. Sev should help tonight, so that those ignorant Gryffindors will not be frightened. Although the price is high, it is better than being frightened.

Walking quietly, Harry secretly sighed, what a peaceful night!

However, this is the calm before the storm after all, because——

Halloween is almost here.