HP Rebirth Memory Obliteration

The opening ceremony was still going on as Draco felt in his mind, the weasel of the Weasley family still entered Gryffindor, Draco sipped the pumpkin juice in the cup boredly, Harry and Pansy Brace was chattering, and many girls were already reading with relish the books Lockhart had designated.

Headmaster Dumbledore on the teacher's table was playing with his long silver beard, which was shining brightly under the light of the half-moon wine glass and candles on the table.On a few chairs next to him, Gilderoy Lockhart was wearing a green robe, and on the left sat the burly Hagrid, who was drinking heavily from his glass, while Snape's usual seat was on the right.

"Wait..." Draco looked at Snape's empty chair strangely, but unfortunately, "There's an empty chair over there... isn't the godfather here?" Draco looked at the empty chair again.

"What's wrong with the dean?" At some point, he noticed that there was no one in Snape's place, and Harry's worried voice rang in Draco's ear: "Are you sick?"

Draco shook his head, he was late on this day in his previous life, it seemed that it was because Harry and that nasty Weasley came to school in a flying car, not only late, but also bumped into the Whomping Willow.Draco glanced at Harry, looking puzzled.

When the banquet was coming to an end, the absent-minded Draco saw his godfather appearing at the entrance of the hall with a dark face. Draco raised his eyebrows, looking at the godfather's appearance, he seemed very reluctant?

"Oh, dear Sev, here you come!"

Gilderoy Lockhart, who was sitting to the left of Snape's usual seat, immediately waved to Snape, and Draco felt that the godfather's face seemed to darken even more.

"Please call me Professor Snape, Professor Lockhart." Snape stopped at the Slytherin table without even looking at Lockhart. "Mr. Zabini, please step aside."

The little snakes who were still chatting happily in a low voice while peeping at their dean all twitched the corners of their eyes, and their straight backs couldn't help trembling with joy, as if something was wrong.

This is probably the first time that Snape has been sitting at the long Slytherin table to eat with the students for so many years. Harry looked at Snape sitting next to him curiously. Ke talked privately.Blaise, who was driven aside by Snape, was huddled beside Nott with a bitter face, while Pansy, Greenglass and others on the opposite side were desperately keeping the corners of their mouths from turning up.

The other three colleges looked here for a while, and many people looked at Professor Lockhart who was still trying his best to greet Snape. He was raising a very confident smile, revealing a row of shiny Teeth: "Well, Severus, don't be so cold, it really hurts my heart."

Snape kept his face sullen and couldn't see any expression, but suddenly let go of the hand holding the table knife, and the flying table knife flew directly in the direction of Lockhart, because it was too fast, the green and green coat on Lockhart's body There was a long cut in the chest of the dress robe.

Only the little snakes sitting next to Snape knew when the headmaster recited the spell, and they couldn't help shedding a few drops of cold sweat.

In the teacher's seat, except for Dumbledore who was stroking his beard and smiling cheerfully, the rest of the professors were busy eating with their heads down.Lockhart touched his bangs, and put a hand on the clothes on the chest where the skin was barely visible: "Severus, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still so enthusiastic."

SHIT, where did this monster come from!Draco was stunned, where did that idiot go!He was stunned for a second, thinking of how close Lockhart was to his godfather, he quickly glanced at Snape, then lowered his head and continued eating when he found nothing unusual.

Snape snorted and didn't answer, but the things on the plate disappeared quickly and the appearance of being cut into pieces showed the master's current anger.

Unlike Slytherin, the other three colleges have already started discussions because of Lockhart's words. This Gryffindor's voice is not small, and several people even laughed together. When Draco saw Ron Weiss Lai looked eager to try, looking at Snape not knowing what he was talking about.

"Draco, what's the matter with you?" Harry leaned close to Draco's ear, and put the chocolate pudding that had just appeared in Draco's hand, his voice was small, and a gust of hot air sprayed on Draco's ear.

Draco froze for a moment before replying, "It's okay, let's eat." He winked at Snape, and Harry frowned and nodded.

The next day's class was Snape's Potions class. Draco, who always got up early, got up late. Harry looked worriedly at the deep dark circles under Draco's eyes. Drinking milk, Draco, whose consciousness was dozing off, woke up with fright. He looked at the time floating in the air, and swallowed the toast three or two times: "Go, or we will have to go to class."

Harry nodded, grabbed Draco's robe and followed behind. There were not many students on the long Slytherin table. Usually, they were almost the first ones to leave. Now even Blaise and Pansy had left. It can be said that they didn't see it when they came.

Walking in the cellar corridor, Harry saw a violet robe flashing in front of him, it was Lockhart!Harry was a little puzzled. Lockhart, who he met in Diagon Alley during the summer vacation, made him hate him, and he would drag him to take pictures all the time, but now this...Harry poked his elbow at his side and lowered his head. Draco, who was almost asleep, motioned him to look at the person walking ahead in high spirits.

Draco frowned, strange, but he remembered that no matter where he was, as long as Lockhart saw Harry, he would see eggs like a fly, what happened today.

As soon as the door was opened, Snape yelled, "Professor Lockhart, you went to the wrong class. This is not the Defense Against the Dark Arts class!"

"They..." Harry was confused.

Draco patted Harry's head. "No matter, I'll ask my father tonight."

This term, Slytherin and Hufflepuff were in potions class together, and when Harry and Draco entered, Neville, who was sitting in the middle of the room, waved to them, and the two nodded back and sat down at the back of the room.

I don't know what Lockhart said to Snape at the front of the classroom. When the class started, Lockhart was already in a good mood to invite a chair to sit against the wall with a smile.

Snape flicked the pointer at the backboard with a black face, and the students of the two colleges clearly saw that the blackboard had been abused to make a hole, and several students couldn't help but look at Lockhart who was looking at Snape intently at this time.

Draco rested his forehead and sighed: "Harry, I suddenly feel something is wrong."

"Shut up your inexplicable eyes! Why don't you hurry up and copy the steps on the blackboard, and I need to repeat them? Do you think you are still freshmen?" Snape turned around aggressively and walked around the desk: "If you There is a mistake in one step of brewing the potion, and I will report it for the next month." When he walked to Harry and Draco's table, he stopped suddenly: "Little Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Evelson, what did you do last night?" Didn't you forget something?"

Harry looked up at Snape, who seemed to be shooting black flames behind him, and swallowed. Draco bowed his head obediently, and patted Harry's head off with one hand.

"I'm sorry, Dean."

"Hmph, come to my office after class."

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