HP Wizard Age

As soon as she came down from the principal's office, she saw a man kicking the corner irritably.

"If you kick again, Mr. Filch will definitely lock you up, Draco." She walked behind the man.

"Riya? What did Dumbledore say." Draco saw her and immediately stepped forward.

Astria shook her head, expressing that she still didn't know whether the dream was real or not.

"Let the professor and the headmaster worry about these things. But Draco, you got the news faster than an owl."

Draco coughed in embarrassment, and changed the subject, "It's time for us to go to Potions class."

"Draco, you said I didn't bring the book, will Professor Snape let me squeeze the leech myself in the future..."

Because class was about to start, she didn't go back to the dormitory to get her books, and she never put the books in her space bag or ring.

"No, unless you are Gryffindor." Professor Snape was always tolerant of Slytherin.

Sure enough, during class, Professor Snape just asked her to find an old book in the back cabinet.

The people of Gryffindor can only bear it no matter how dissatisfied they are.

Astria opened the cabinet, and there was a new one and an old one.She flipped through it and took out the new advanced potion making book.When she was about to close the door, she stretched out her hand and flipped through the old "Advanced Potion Making".

This is the book they only use in their senior grades.The book was full of notes, and she stood in front of the storage cabinet looking at it for a long time.

Finally she brought the book with her.

"What is this broken book?" Draco leaned over to look.

"Advanced potion making."

"This is a book only used in the sixth grade."

"I know Draco, but there are a lot of notes on it. I looked at it and found that some methods are too magical. Merlin has a magic spell behind it!" She flipped through a few more pages and said in surprise.

"Why do I feel that this handwriting looks familiar..."

"What?" Astria turned her head and asked, but she was attracted by the spell again, "This spell is awesome, did you create it yourself? It's a little curse, whose book is this?" She read the book Turning around, I found a line of small characters——

This book belongs to the Half-Blood Prince.

"Half-Blood Prince? Who gave himself such a...um...stinky name?"

Draco just remembered who the handwriting belonged to, and the original owner of the book happened to pass by them.

Professor Snape narrowed his eyes, walked back, stopped in front of their desk, leaned on the desk and looked at the book in Astria's hand.

"Unfortunately, Miss Knightley, this book happens to be mine, and that stinky name you mentioned, I am the Half-Blood Prince." Professor Snape's voice slowed down, but he pronounced the Half-Blood Prince When it was four words, it wasn't as stinky as Astria imagined...

After finishing speaking, Professor Snape flicked his black robe and went to Gryffindor to teach those students who took the wrong medicine.

Asteria looked overly frightened, she was really scared to cry just now.

"Draco? Was I dreaming just now..." Asteria couldn't help but feel sad, and felt that the happy potions class was gone forever.

What else can Draco say...

"Did I just... say the professor's name is a stinky fart..." She pursed her mouth and her eyes began to become watery.

When it was over, Professor Snape was sure to let her Chevrolet be herself.

Draco could only pat her on the head, and if Professor Snape asked her to cut Flo caterpillars, he would help her.

To the surprise of the Gryffindors, Professor Snape actually asked Knightley, who was very favored, to cut the caterpillar by herself in Potions class today.

Astria's face was ashen, she held down the caterpillar while feeling disgusted, and cut it crooked several times, so disgusted that she threw the small silver knife several times.

Draco moved Professor Snape's cut-up caterpillar to her cutting board while Professor Snape wasn't looking, and then took her caterpillar.

"Mr. Malfoy?" But his actions still did not escape Snape's eyes. Professor Snape stood in the direction of Gryffindor and squinted.

Everyone in Slytherin didn't know what happened, but Gryffindor felt a sense of pride at last—after taking potions class with Slytherin for so long, Professor Snape finally named Malfoy!

To Gryffindor's disappointment, Professor Snape did nothing to them.Just staring there for a full 10 minutes with that penetrating gaze.But that's enough!

Some people have commented on Professor Snape's eyes, that is the eyes from hell, making you cold from head to toe.

After leaving the potions classroom, both she and Draco breathed a sigh of relief. This potions class was really... too difficult.

Asteria still took away the advanced potion making book, because it contained Professor Snape's own spells!

"I'm going to claim Professor Snape's name is awesome now, will the professor forgive me?" Asteria was so disgusted by the Flo caterpillar that she couldn't eat dinner, and now she felt that everything she looked at looked like a caterpillar.

She misses her previous Potions class very, very much now.

"Do you think so?" Draco pushed a piece of cake in front of her, this one wouldn't look like a caterpillar, and he planned to go to the kitchen later, because she would definitely be hungry at night.

Astria had a bitter face, it seemed that she would not.Professor Snape could hold his grudge.

"What happened?" Blaise leaned over with a gossiping face, he was really curious why Professor Snape stared at them for 10 minutes.

"None of your business Blaise." Draco gave him a sideways look.Astria also snorted and said nothing.

Blaise covered his heart exaggeratedly, with an expression that they hurt him.

"Greasy and exaggerated acting, Blaise." Astria commented.

Crabbe choked when he heard this, and everyone around him laughed.

When dinner was over, the students walked out of the auditorium in twos and threes, and when she and Draco walked out of the auditorium, someone called her.

She looked back, it was Harry.

Harry met Draco's gaze, and forced Asteria to talk to him.

"If it's about that ridiculous dream, there's no need to avoid me, Potter." Draco put his hands in his pockets and sneered.

Astria tugged at him, but Draco remained stubborn.

"He does know." Astria had no choice but to let Harry continue.

"Sirius didn't tell Dumbledore on purpose, I told him it was a dream." Harry had heard Hermione say it before, so he simply didn't care about his opponent, he knew that Sirius had gone to the principal's office , and called her over, he was sorry, it was just a dream, although it was very realistic.

"It's okay Harry, Sirius just cares about you. After all, what happened with the Goblet of Fire this time has already made him nervous enough." After Asteria finished speaking, Draco snorted coldly.

"I didn't throw the name into the Goblet of Fire," said Harry, bowing his head, thinking he must be crazy for telling two Slytherins about it.

Astria nodded, and Draco raised his eyebrows. He wanted to say something, but was stopped by Astria's eyes.Harry figured it was just mocking him.

After Harry left, Astria folded her arms and looked at his lonely back, "Don't say it, he's quite sympathetic."

"Sympathy? Who knows if what he said is true, it would be better if his stupid and impulsive godfather didn't make trouble." Draco said.He has always disliked the uncle who betrayed the family.

In the hearts of the nobles, the family is the most important existence besides the lover. If you betray the family, you will be cast aside by all the nobles, just like the current Sirius.

"Actually, there is a price tag behind destiny. Everyone has to pay for the choice." Astria said softly with a little sigh.

Hearing this sentence, Draco tightened his hands, and looked down at her. As a prophecy family...do I have to pay an equal price...otherwise why would I say this sentence...