[HP] turns in your hand

September 1996, the first day of school.

After breakfast, the deans of each college came to the long table of their colleges to distribute the schedules to the students.Snape dragged his long black robes to the Slytherin table, and with a stack of parchments in his hand, he handed out the school schedule for the semester to the timid Slytherin pups one by one.

The sixth grade curriculum has changed a lot from before. Many courses require students' OWLS test scores to meet the requirements of the advanced class. If they fail to meet the requirements, they will miss the advanced class.Since last night, Chiara has been hearing Goyle and Crabbe worrying about their application form, because it seems that they have few courses to take because of their ridiculously poor OWLS results.

Chiara didn't have the trouble of wanting to take any class but couldn't get it. Her beautiful report card made other students bleed with envy.All the courses are placed in front of her, and she is free to choose like a commodity.

She was sitting at the long table, holding a half-read novel in her hand, and she seemed to have completely neglected her schedule, but in fact her mind had long since ceased to be on the novel.

swish swish.The cloth material rubbed gently, and the black robe slowly walked behind her.Chiara smelled a familiar trace of bitterness, she immediately raised her head, with a smile that could not be concealed in her eyes: "Good morning, Professor Snape."

Snape's eyes met hers instantly.

"I got your application form, Miss Lowe." He said, pretending that he had been looking at the notes in his hand, "Your OWLS grades met all the professor's advanced class requirements, Charms, Herbal Medicine, Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts Art...you have additionally applied for the qualification to attend the advanced class of the divination class?"

"Yes," replied Chiara, "I am suddenly interested in Divination. Can you help me apply to Professor Trelawney?"

There has never been a similar precedent before, and it is troublesome to go to the crazy divination professor just to send Chiara's application.Snape could have refused directly with a straight face and a few words - and he always did that.

But he said, "I know."

None of the surrounding Slytherins looked puzzled, they were accustomed to Ziara's privileges with the Headmaster.

"And Potions." Snape finally looked at the course application that was actually written in the first row by Ziara, "You got an O in OWLS."

Snape only accepted OWLS O students into his advanced classes, and this high standard managed to screen out almost all Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors.This was also the reason why Chiara was basically too busy to come out of the library after Easter last term - she was working crazy hard to be able to take Snape's class in the future.

Fortunately, she succeeded!

Chiara didn't have any deep feelings about her achievements, and her past experience made her feel indifferent to ordinary words of praise such as "excellent" and "first".But she found that she was numb only because the person who praised her was wrong, and no amount of envy from others could compare to Snape's simple sentence:

"This result is worthy of your performance all the time."

After finishing speaking, Snape quickly put the completed course schedule on the long table in front of Chiara, he glanced at the smile that suddenly brightened on Chiara's face at this moment, and forced himself to look away immediately, Face the next student waiting for the class schedule.

He can't lose his composure, he can't do things he shouldn't do in the eyes of the students, he must restrain his words and deeds.

"The first Potions lesson is this afternoon." Behind him he heard Chiara exclaim softly, "I haven't previewed yet..."

Snape pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth curled down unnaturally. His expression now looked a little hideous, which made the next student a little scared.

But Snape didn't make it difficult for him at all, he just shoved the timetable bluntly and quickly, without even saying a word of superfluous nonsense.

……fine.Professor Snape was partial to Slytherin, and in Slytherin he was particularly partial to Chiara, and the whole school knew that.

The whole school knows.

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Even though it was only half a day before the first potions class, Chiara always felt that this half day was extremely difficult.

There was also a Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the morning of this day.When Chiara came to the door of the classroom, she thought she had gone to the wrong place, because there were many students who obviously did not look like sixth graders around the door, and they all probed their heads and whispered into the classroom.

"What's the matter?" She was a little dazed.

"They all came to see Blake," said Daphne, who came to class with Chiara, and she didn't look as disinterested as she showed. "During the summer vacation, the newspapers kept saying that he was because of Barty Crouch Sr. was wrongly convicted and sent to prison, and he's really good looking..."

Chiara, who hadn't read the Daily Prophet in months, shrugged her shoulders involuntarily, and joined Daphne in making her way through the crowd of onlookers into the classroom.

"Good morning, Chiara."

Sirius leaned in front of the podium, he seemed to have dressed up for this first class, at least now he was clean-shaven, and his slightly longer black hair was neatly hanging on his shoulders, it seemed that there was a kind of idol drama The male protagonist's chic and handsome temperament.

Daphne glanced at him, then couldn't help but cast a second glance.

"Good morning, Professor Black." Chiara greeted him in a polite manner.

The sixth-year Defense Against the Dark Arts electives were all there before the bell rang.Sirius straightened up with a smile, and clapped his hands to everyone, making everyone focus on him.

"You must have heard of my name. After all, the Ministry of Magic almost turned Hogwarts upside down for me." He mentioned the events of the year without seeming to care. I came to teach you a year of lessons at the request of the Ministry of Magic, because the Ministry of Magic has not passed my application to become an Auror. But you don't have to worry, Remus Lupine who taught you is my good friend My friend, I asked him for some teaching experience, so at least I can handle you brats."

Ziara saw Draco sitting in the corner and curled his lips indifferently.

Sirius is not the kind of professor who likes to talk at length, at least better than Lockhart.After he introduced himself without delay, he immediately let the students start the practical exercises.

Today's content is the Silent Iron Armor Curse.

Not surprisingly, Chiara formed a practice team with Daphne.In fact, she had learned about the silent spell a long time ago, and there is no need to hide now, so when Daphne tried to attack with "Expelling You" for the second time, Ziara successfully used the silent "armor" Bodyguard" blocked it.

"Ah-oh, that's nice."

Sirius seemed to be keeping an eye on the progress of Chiara's practice.He invited the flushed Daphne aside, twirled the wand with his fingertips, and stood in front of Chiara: "You just succeeded once, didn't you? Then try to block my attack with the Silent Iron Armor Curse Bar."

Many students in the classroom stopped to practice.They turned their heads curiously, looking at the strange practice pair of Sirius and Chiara.

This is not the first time that Ziara has been named by the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and asked to demonstrate.She nodded calmly, just asking a particularly obvious question before practice: "If I succeed, will you give Slytherin points, Professor Black?"

That's what she asked Barty Crouch Jr. back then.

Sirius was also slightly startled, but he quickly reacted and said with a smile: "The premise is that you can really succeed."

"Passed out!"

"clang!"

Chiara's reaction speed was so fast that some students didn't even see when she waved her wand, but she didn't even utter a single syllable of the spell, just a flash of white light, and the "faint" sound from Sirius fainted" and was knocked out by the Iron Armor Curse, leaving a deep mark on the classroom floor with a "scratch".

Under the awe-inspiring eyes of the sixth graders, Chiara lowered her wand and looked at Sirius leisurely.

How did this kind of girl get into Slytherin?

Sirius' expression was a little distorted, he opened his mouth, and muttered: "I haven't given any credit to any college since I became a professor."

"Then your commemorative first bonus point is dedicated to Slytherin, that's great." Chiara smiled slightly, "I think our dean will be happy when he hears about it."

Sirius:………………

He knew that it would not be a good bird to like Snape!

After adding five points to Slytherin, Sirius retaliated and added it back to Gryffindor on Harry - the second person to successfully cast the Silent Armor Charm.Ziara didn't care about this, she was even a little curious about how Sirius and Snape would fight each other for the addition and subtraction of college points this year.

Maybe the two of them will fight one-on-one before this semester is over.

Everyone was tired after Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but Chiara felt that she was getting more and more energetic.She even sneaked back to the dormitory to freshen her face and put on a light layer of makeup before potions class in the afternoon.

The light in the cellar was always dim, and Chiara had already figured it out. Even if she put on full makeup, the makeup on her face would be weakened a lot when she walked into the potions classroom, so she could safely give herself a little Apply a little blush, and then apply a thin layer of lip gloss to enhance the complexion.

Pansy and Daphne had just woken up for an afternoon nap while she was doing her makeup.They sat head to head on the four-poster bed, looking sleepily at what looked like the sun rising from the west.

"Why did you start putting on makeup all of a sudden?" Pansy asked, and then yawned a lot, "Didn't you say before that putting on puts on time?"

Ziara picked up the eyebrow pencil, and gently stroked two lines on her eyebrows.

"I have more than enough time now," she said.

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Sirius: Mom, I knew that girls who liked Snape were also very spoiled