[HP] When a son dresses up as an old man

In the end, the duel was won by James, which created a very complicated situation, that is, Lestrange kept his promise, not only him, but now all Slytherins automatically excluded Snape from Slytherin, Even though they did it before.

But in fact, the result of the duel was not important, what was important was that Snape was completely popular because of this duel.Yes, it turned out that the students didn't know there was such a person at all, but after this nasty duel, Severus Snape's name spread like a spring breeze to every corner of the campus.Some people say that he is an evildoer who looks back and smiles at Baimeisheng, and many legendary works have been derived from it.But meeting is not as good as being famous, the truth is often cruel, he is a man with a greasy head and a big nose, and a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

Holding the book in his arms, looking at the poor man who was sweating profusely mopping the ground in front of him, Snape walked over with a smug smile, leaving one black spot after another on the shiny ground. big footprint.

It's the weekend now, James is forced to do voluntary labor, squatting on the ground, holding a rag in his hand, I wipe and wipe.Suddenly, a pair of dirty shoes appeared in front of him. Looking at the other person's feet, they turned out to be rows of big footprints! James suddenly became popular, the fruit of his labor!

"Who! Is there any public morality! You..." James suddenly raised his head, saw the person coming, swallowed back the scolding he was about to utter, squatted on the ground, raised his neck, and blinked.

"Severus..."

"Potter." Snape sneered.

"How are you doing lately?" Snape asked sarcastically, looking down at the embarrassed Potter, he was in such a good mood.

"Well, not bad..." James nodded stupidly, but he didn't realize that it was sarcasm.The professor asked him: How are you doing recently... The professor cares about him...

Snape found it very satisfying to see the other person's stupidity. Has Potter been tortured so much that his IQ has been lowered?

"Didn't your parents send you Howler letters?" Snape remembered that Lestrange's parents had sent him a dozen, and thinking of Lestrange's face at that time, Snape found it satisfying.

"My parents are dead," James said. They couldn't have crawled out of their graves just to send him a Howler letter, and his grandparents didn't live long.

Snape froze for a moment, he didn't know anything about Potter's parents, he didn't have any gloating attitude, death is always cruel and sad, no matter who it happened to.

"You don't have to tell me you're sorry, I don't care." James quickly waved his hand when he saw Snape's face.

"I didn't intend to say sorry to you." Snape snorted disdainfully, could this man have a thicker skin?

"Oh." James scratched his head in embarrassment when he heard that.

"You, how are you lately?" James asked tentatively.

"Lestrange didn't make things difficult for you anymore, did he?"

Snape didn't answer, just looked at the squatting man with a straight face.No tidiness, no good looks, no pride, no even temper.With a look of wariness on his face that made Snape look very uncomfortable, Potter should just keep looking at people through his nostrils.

"Thanks to you, I'm rejected by the whole Slytherin now, are you happy?" Everyone thought he was a traitor to Slytherin, and even thought that he had joined Potter and planned to be transferred to Griffindor!

"Don't get too close to... those people," James said.

"That's no good." In fact, James wished all the Slytherins would ostracize Snape, making it less likely that he'd be in the Death Eater Reserve.

"Thank you for being nosy." Snape said indifferently, and stomped away leaving heavy black shoe prints.

James looked at Snape's back and sighed helplessly, how could he stop Snape from joining the Death Eaters?It's not enough for the Slytherin people to reject him, once Snape's abilities are discovered by those nobles, by Voldemort...

In fact, Harry also knew something very unusual that even Albus didn't know, which he had seen from the professor's memories. In 1981, during the final days, Voldemort's magic was very unstable, which was caused by the magic riot caused by the split soul.Of course, he could only let a very few people know about this kind of thing, and Snape was one of them.It wasn't because Voldemort trusted Snape so much, but because he could only rely on the potion that Snape made for him to stabilize his magic power.

Voldemort longed for immortality, and he had gone farther than anyone else on the road to immortality. The method of immortality was not just about splitting Horcruxes.Moreover, splitting the soul required the risk of a magical riot. Voldemort was once troubled by this, so he turned his idea to the elixir of life.Yes, EverlastingElixir, this potion can be successfully refined using the Philosopher's Stone. When Voldemort parasitized on Quirrell, the first thing he thought of was that using the Sorcerer's Stone to revive him was not a temporary uprising. In fact, Voldemort's idea of ​​hitting the Sorcerer's Stone was no longer a day or two. He had been looking for it a long time ago. , and almost succeeded.

There were very few people who could refine the elixir of life, and Nicolas Flamel was one of them. Voldemort knew that he couldn't find the old man to help him, so he chose Snape.He didn't need Snape to make the Philosopher's Stone, he just needed to give the Philosopher's Stone to Snape, and then let him refine the potion, Snape... had this ability.

This is what James is most worried about now. Being too good is not a good thing. Snape's talent was too outstanding. Before, he just got a notebook from Snape's student days, and quickly became a potion expert in a short period of time.Later, he used the spell invented by the professor to deal with the professor, and even shouted and insulted him as a coward!Thinking of this, James fiddled with his hair irritably.

"Mr. Potter, have you squatted here all afternoon staring at the rag in a daze?" Professor McGonagall came from a distance to check the fruits of Potter's labor. With the black footprints, Mag's face also darkened.

"Sorry, I'll deal with it right away." James came to his senses, saw Mag's unfriendly eyes hidden behind the glasses, hurried over with a bucket in his hand, and started working.Hey, hey, these are the footprints left by the professor. Sure enough, even the footprints of the professor are more imposing than ordinary people. Look at this big foot, no wonder it grows so big in the future!

Snape returned to his small dormitory with the book in his arms. Seeing the letter paper already prepared on the table, Snape frowned again. He sat in front of the desk and thought about it for a long time, and finally picked up the quill pen with a round nib. Walking smoothly on the paper, leaving extremely neat and beautiful handwriting...

The weather is very good, and through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the endless lawn, which is neatly manicured and undulates with the terrain. June is the season when all things are in full bloom. The pure color of orange blossom is looming in the misty mist of England. It seems that the sweet smell can be smelled thousands of miles away. This seemingly pure flower is the main material for preparing the love potion. But that's not why Lucius planted them on his estate, he just likes the platinum color of the flowers, love potion, he never needs that kind of thing, does he.

"What did you think about what we talked about last time, Lucius?" Orion took a sip of his tea.

"What's the matter?" Lucius turned his gaze from the window back to the man sitting opposite him upon hearing this.

"About Narcissa, I mentioned it last time, marriage." Orion said, he had already mentioned it last time, 22 years old, for wizards, especially for nobles, this age marriage couldn't be more suitable .

Lucius was thinking, being a man must have foresight. Although the current situation of the Black family is good, the future is hard to predict. It seems that only by desperately marrying their daughters to those proud nobles can they preserve their status.A Griffindor's eldest son and a mediocre young son, it will become more and more difficult to maintain reuse in front of the Lord in the future, he has to think about it.

"Orion, I like Narcissa very much, but getting married is still a bit out of reach for me." Lucius had a very elegant smile, and his long platinum hair shone brightly in the sunlight.

Orion frowned when he heard that, he had to admit that even though he was more than 20 years older than Malfoy, he still couldn't understand what Malfoy was thinking.Narcissa has been dating him for a while, isn't it a natural thing to get married!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, and then the butler pushed the door open and entered.

"Sorry for the interruption. Master, I have your letter." The butler said respectfully.

"Bring it here."

The butler handed over the letter, and what caught Lucius' eyes was the elegant and slender font on the envelope, which neatly wrote Mr. Lucius Malfoy.The butler looked at Orion, and then he lowered his body to Lucius' ear. He didn't know what to say, but seeing Lucius nodded, the butler withdrew.

"Is it important?" Orion looked at Lucius and asked, it was hard for him to see anything from Lucius' face, the other party was always so calm.

"No." Lucius looked at the contents of the letter and shook his head.

"An insignificant person and an insignificant thing." Lucius smiled, then stood up.

"Forgive me, Orion, I would like to excuse you for a while. The family has prepared a sumptuous meal, please be sure to stay for dinner." Lucius advanced and retreated so well that Orion couldn't say anything, so he nodded .

After Lucius came out of the reception hall, he walked through the long corridor, and then came to a room on the top floor, closed the door, and Lucius sat on the gorgeous sofa, opposite to a fireplace, the flames were burning brightly.

"Speak." Lucius said, the voice fell, and a burning face suddenly appeared in the stove, and after seeing Lucius, he respectfully said "Master".

"We went to the woman, but she wouldn't help us."

"No?" Lucius smiled.

"What do you mean by refusal?" Lucius was clearly interested in the picture behind the word, which didn't exist in Lucius' eyes.

"She said that she is no longer a member of that family, and even... no longer a member of the magic world."

"It still has a personality." Lucius played with his snake-headed cane.

"Didn't you put some little bond-enhancing spell on her?" Lucius asked.

"I tried...but...she is very capable, I..." The man in the fire looked very embarrassed.

Lucius frowned, trash!But it doesn't matter, anyway, now, he has found a better one.

"Come back." Lucius ordered coldly.

"Don't continue to embarrass me outside."

The people in the fire said yes in trepidation and then disappeared.

Lucius looked at the letter in his hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then walked to the edge of the desk, took out a piece of letter paper, took a pen and began to write.