[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

"The professor asked me to go to his place to practice magic twice a week." After returning home, Tom couldn't wait to ask, "How did you do it?"

"It's a little extraneous thing that means nothing to wizards." Mr. Locke said lightly, "It's just to thank him for brewing the potion for you and protecting your healthy growth."

"These are not things you need to worry about, Tommy." Mrs. Locke rubbed his hair and said lovingly, "If he is not satisfied with the new house, I have a friend who works in the Planning Bureau, maybe we can The Spider End area could also be renovated and renovated - if your professor doesn't consider it a nuisance."

"A new house?" Tom repeated. "How could he agree to—"

"Ah, Tommy," Mr. Locke waved his cigar, "my lovely son, people are always more willing to lend a helping hand to the helpless weak. I just told him that this is a house that is rumored to be haunted. The wall is covered with an unknown vine that eats people and sucks blood——"

"Even if he is not interested in the house, he might be interested in that plant. At least my research laboratory reported that this plant has some magical medicinal value, but it is difficult to preserve it with current scientific and technological means - and at present Look at this unknown vine growing only in that area.".7

Mr. Locke lazily blew out a smoke ring and said: "As long as he can continue to contribute to saving your life-" He spread his hands and stopped talking, and instead reminded Tom to take advantage of the holiday. , and also make up for the Muggle knowledge that needs to be learned.

"I hired some tutors for you," Mr. Locke said, "on the pretext that you are prone to illness and recuperate at home, so you have to receive home education, but you can be specially approved to take individual tests. When you graduate from the magic school, you will be able to go to university. .”

"Okay, Dad," Tom replied.

A few days later, Tom was taking the time to read "What You Need to Know About Magic" - surprisingly, this was the professor's annotated version! Suddenly there was a knock on the window.

It's the long-lost Hedwig.

Tom opened the window, and Snow Owl raised his foot coldly to signal him to get the letter. Tweet poked her head furtively and looked at Hedwig's beautiful white feathers.

"Don't make up your mind -" Tom warned, closing the window quickly and avoiding a hair-plucking "tragedy", "Tweet! Go back to your nest!"

The crow protested with a low "Ah", jumped back into the nest and took out his colorful scarf, then jumped in front of the window again, walking around to show off to Hedwig.

Hedwig was so angry that she spread her wings slightly threateningly through the glass.

Tom ignored the lawsuit between the two birds and hurriedly opened the letter and read it.

In the letter, Harry excitedly told him that Professor McGonagall suddenly came to visit his home and freed him from confinement. He also gave him all the letters sent to him by his friends before, promising him that this would never happen again. The letter has been intercepted.

"Mate," Harry wrote, "I don't know which of you wrote to tell Professor McGonagall. I have to say, it's pretty cool!"

Maybe... Tom thought thoughtfully, Professor Snape told Professor McGonagall? Why didn't he go there himself?

Maybe he didn't know Harry's address? Or maybe it's because...he simply can't go?

He said that he was a man of few words... Could it be that Principal Dumbledore was still wary of him?

Tom put aside his doubts and sent Harry a congratulatory text message, asking him if he knew what caused the previous communication failure.

Unfortunately Harry didn't know.

When Tom visited Snape's house, he also told Professor Snape the good news that Harry had restored normal communication.

Snape was so cold that he didn't even bother to make an expression.

"Do you know what intercepted the letter?" Tom asked.

Snape glanced at him and said: "The great savior has many passionate fans. A certain passionate admirer thinks it is necessary for Mr. Potter to calm down, recognize himself, and stay away from Hogwarts."

"I have to say," said Snape thoughtfully, "that I am of the same mind on that point."

"Isn't it safest to stay at Hogwarts?" Tom was confused about this. "There are so many professors and Principal Dumbledore."

Snape only gave a sarcastic smirk at this.

"Stop your excess curiosity." Snape said calmly, "Today your task is "The Origin of Magic". Read the first three chapters, and then go and slice the bucket of rat livers to dry."

Tom looked disgusted.

"Professor, do you really not consider mechanized operation?" He suggested hopefully, "Machine cutting is much more stable than manual cutting! Make sure every piece has the same thickness!"

"If you define yourself as a Potions Shop Operator rather than being a real Potions Master, I have no problem with that." Snape leaned back in the armchair while flipping through an unknown book in his hand. He wrote a thick book while speaking without looking up.

"If you want to truly improve in the subject of potions, you must learn to use your own hands to feel it and use your own magic power to adjust it. Don't learn an art as a technique. My advanced class We will never accept any student who scores less than 'Outstanding' in their O.W.Ls."

"Those who can't even pass the 'excellent' exam are simply wasting their lives and showing great ingenuity..." Snape commented contemptuously, "Of course, these considerations are still far away from you. Your first step is to adjust your mentality. , forget your squeamish young master ways - if you dare to spit it out one more time, I will shut you out forever."

Snape's threat was still very effective.

Tom read the third chapter slowly and carefully checked his hands under Snape's gaze. After confirming that there were no wounds, he reluctantly picked up the knife and took out a handful of smooth ones with a twisted expression. Offal comes.

Under the supervision of Snape, who was watching the show with his legs crossed, Tom finished the cutting quickly and standardly - he could guarantee that if his technique was not standard, Professor Snape would definitely come up with more disgusting materials for "exercise" he.

Tom took a few steps back and said breathlessly, "Professor, I want to wash my hands."

Snape raised his wand and clicked it in the air, and the dirt on his hand disappeared instantly.

"Okay, Master." Snape said lazily, looking in a much better mood.

Tom cautiously sniffed his hand and found that the smell was gone, and he felt relieved.

Time flies by with a fulfilling study schedule. In August, Tom received a letter from the school. The letter still requires students to take the Hogwarts Express from King's Cross Station on September 8st, and also includes a list of new books for the second grade.

"Gilderoy Lockhart...Lockhart, or Lockhart." Tom read the book list again, "Why do you seem to want to buy the entire Travels series?"

"Is he a famous wizard over there?" Mrs. Locke asked.

"I don't know," Tom replied in confusion, "I didn't see him in the "List of the Most Famous Wizards of the Twenty Years."

Hermione wrote and wanted to make an appointment to buy books together. Unfortunately, Wednesday was the day when he had to go to Professor Snape's house, so he had to decline.

"We're going to buy a lot of Gilderoy Lockhart books this semester."

While Tom was working on the biological material, in order to distract himself, he talked to Professor Snape while he was doing it.

"Is he some particularly famous wizard?" Tom asked.

"A crazy guy." Snape commented boringly, "Stay away from him."

Tom stopped and couldn't help but ask: "Another problematic Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

"Ha, nothing else. I doubt you can learn anything useful from him."

It was still difficult for Tom to understand Professor Snape's comments. Especially when he looked through Lockhart's book, he felt that apart from the gorgeous words, it was still very meaningful.

Just too expensive.

When they reunited on the Hogwarts Express, every child was happy. Hermione had grown taller, but also tanned. Ron had grown a lot taller, and his sleeves seemed a bit short, so he kept tugging at them uncomfortably. Harry's face was rosy and he looked much healthier——

"Mrs. Weasley cooks very well." He told him that Ron invited him to stay at the Weasley's for a week. "This is my first time living in a magical family. It's so interesting."

"Ginny, this is our little sister." Ron introduced to Tom. "It's time for her to enter school this year. Mom wants us to take more care of her."

Ginny was a red-haired little girl who was very shy. Every time she glanced at Harry, her face turned red and she quickly lowered her head.

It's a pity that this shy little girl got into big trouble before she officially entered school——

Following Tom's suggestion last semester, Hogwarts Castle has added "security check" measures at each entrance and exit. Most people passed through the security check channel just fine, but a few students who had the indicator lights flashing red had to Hand over any illegal items you have hidden with you, such as fireworks sticks, dung bombs, etc.

But as they passed security and sat in the auditorium, freshmen lined up nervously in the foyer waiting. A sharp scream suddenly sounded in the castle, and then Professor McGonagall walked quickly into the hall and asked all the frightened children:

"Who is Ginevra Molly Weasley?"

Several Weasleys stood up with a roar and looked at the new students with concern.

The freshmen group was silent for a while, and Ginny raised her hands tremblingly.

"Professor?" she asked in a tearful voice.

"Follow me." Professor McGonagall said with a straight face, holding her hand and leading her out of the hall.

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

"What's wrong Ginny?"

The Weasleys asked each other in shock and anger.

"Is it you?" Percy yelled at the twins, "Did you do some trick on her?"

"Stop talking nonsense," Fred retorted distractedly.

"Let's follow up and take a look!" George said, jumping off the chair and planning to sneak over.

Ron had already bent down and followed Professor McGonagall's back.

Principal Dumbledore had to cough loudly to signal the Weasleys to stay quiet.

"Okay, kids, let's get down to business -"

But few children cared to listen to him.