Snakes in Hogwarts

Late at night, a special visitor greeted outside the principal's office on the eighth floor of the castle.

He was wearing a black robe, and swaying as he moved, he walked quickly to the door of the principal's office, leaving a series of clicks in the empty and quiet corridor on the eighth floor.

The blazing torches outside the stone wall of the principal's room lit up the faces of the visitors, and it was Snape.

"Password."

"Sizzle Honey," Snape said gloomily.

Ignoring the statue of the dripping beast guarding the door of the principal's room, Snape entered the open stone door on his own. He hurried up the spiraling staircase, and then opened the door with a slam. Dumbledore was sitting in the spacious room. Behind his headmaster's desk, he looked at him with interest.

"It's nice to see that you don't wear a hood anymore, Severus."

"However, it would be great if you could knock on the door lightly and take care of my age-old man." Dumbledore spread his hands, his bright blue eyes gleaming behind the half-moon glasses Give birth.

"You rarely come here so late, what happened?"

"Something happened tonight. I think it's necessary to report to you." Snape's face grew gloomy, like the sky before the storm.

"Why don't you sit down and say, Severus? I think you must be exhausted." Dumbledore motioned to Snape to sit on the chair opposite the principal's desk.

"What happened?" After Snape sat down, he asked with interest.

"Almost dozens of minutes ago, a few Slytherin students sneaked out of the dormitory, and the student you showed me to pay attention to, Andros Lobach, was also in this group."

It seemed that Andros and the others didn't know, they alarmed Snape when they slipped out of the lounge. This was the second time he had discovered Andros' night tour.

Andros still didn't know anything about it. As a sophisticated ex-dark wizard, Snape really had too many methods to ensure that he would not be discovered by Andros.

"Our students are always so energetic, don't you think, Severus?" Dumbledore waved lightly, and the fine silverware on the table emitted circles of silvery white smoke.

These mists rose above the table, entangled, intertwined and transformed into lively little animals, jumping happily on the table.

This made Snape's face more gloomy.

"I don't have any interest in watching you play these tricks that fool kids, and in my opinion, the reason these guys are so energetic is purely because the homework assigned by the professor is so simple and pitiful." He looked towards Dumbledore, his skinny sallow face was frighteningly cold.

"No offense, please forgive an old man who has reached an age for having a little unknown hobby."

Dumbledore waved his hand gently, and the animals that were still fluttering immediately turned into a cloud of mist and returned to the silverware that was still spinning.

This is undoubtedly a very clever alchemy product. Perhaps it should have a more subtle purpose, but Dumbledore used it as a toy for fun.

"They are only eleven years old, Severus, at an age when they are curious about everything, so energetic and understandable, do you remember how you were when you were eleven? Time flies so fast!" Dumbledore With emotion.

But after noticing Snape's ugly face, he wisely ended the topic. Obviously, the man sitting across from him didn't want to recall his childhood.

"Please continue, what happened next, where did they go?" he asked.

"I followed them all the way to the prize showroom on the fourth floor, and then witnessed a ridiculous duel between Draco Malfoy and Porter and Ron Weasley." Snape's description also It is objective, and there is no undisguised favoritism.

"Duel? Forget it, this is just a fight between children, you don't have to be so nervous."

"Who is going to say this, do you think I care about the childish and ridiculous duel tricks of these stupid guys who can't even put spells?"

"After this, they ran into Filch, who was watching the night. In order to avoid Filch's pursuit, these guys fled all the way, and finally escaped into the room with that thing on the fourth floor."

"You mean, did they enter the corridor on the far right of the fourth floor?"

Feeling Snape's gaze, Dumbledore watched him calmly, a pair of azure blue eyes very cleverly hidden behind a pair of half-moon glasses, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking.

"I think, if there is nothing wrong with my expressive ability, that's what I mean."

Snape looked directly into Dumbledore's eyes.

As an excellent Occultist, he has sufficient self-confidence in himself. No one can peep into his consciousness unless he uses magic to break through the mental barrier in his mind.

Even Albus Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of this era.

This is also one of the reasons why he can survive in Voldemort's camp as a double agent.

You know, this is the magical world, not a world of Infernal Affairs where a certain police and bandit spies each other.

Whether it’s an undercover or not, and whether it’s wrong, you can know with a simple mindfulness.

It is not easy to deceive Voldemort, who is wise.

The great thing about Snape is that he can construct false memories in his mind to fool Voldemort's mind check.

This requires thinking of clever means and extraordinary talents.

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"You don't seem to be nervous at all?"

There was a brief silence in the headmaster's room. After looking at each other for a long time, Snape couldn't help but ask.

"Hagrid trained the three-headed dog very well. I checked it personally, so I didn't worry about it hurting the children. They would be surprised at most.

I have to say that Hagrid is really good at these magical creatures. I have been thinking about waiting for the old Keitelburn to take over as the professor of the protection of magical creatures. What do you think of this, Severus ?"

He actually wants to change the subject?!

"Don't change the subject, Dumbledore!" Snape's hooked nose was almost irritated, and Dumbledore's babbled way of speaking made him feel that Occlumency couldn't control his angry emotions. .

"What I want to say is that those energetic guys must have discovered something extraordinary hidden there."

"With their curiosity enough to kill themselves, they will definitely try to figure out what secrets are inside."

There was a hint of worry in Snape's constant tone of voice.

"So what, don't be nervous, Severus, they can't even make it through the first level. The three-headed dog that Hagrid raised is enough to keep them out."

"What's more, there will be a level set by the professors next, haven't you set one too? They have no chance to touch the innermost thing, Severus."

"It's better. I just don't want them to be involved in this matter."

Glancing at the portrait of the principal pretending to be sleeping behind Dumbledore, Snape finally didn't say much about this question.

"Do you think that person will be fooled? What if we set it up for so long, but he is indifferent to it." Snape changed the subject.

"Trust me, Tom doesn't think he will stand the temptation of the Philosopher's Stone. I think he has already started to act now. Everything is as we planned. He will pounce there and find that it is just a carefully packaged one. Trap."

"Well, let's not talk about it." Dumbledore interrupted the subject abruptly.

"Tell me about that kid, Andros Lobach, what do you think of him?"

"What are you referring to?"

"All, you know, Severus, this may be the first time I have such a great interest in a student." Dumbledore blinked mischievously.

"Minerva told me that Lobach has considerable talent in polymorphism."

"Huh, it's just a little clever." Snape curled his lips contemptuously.

"What does he do every day?" Dumbledore asked.

"You know, I can't pay attention to him around the clock, and I can't put so much of my mind on a first-year kid." Snape continued after Dumbledore nodded in agreement.

"However, based on my observations in a limited time, Lobach's life and rest seem to be quite regular. In his spare time, he either reads in the library or finds an empty classroom to practice magic. He rarely does other things. ."

"To be honest, I have never seen a little wizard working so hard at his age, as if something is urging him to keep working hard to become stronger." Snape frowned and Andros showed it. It's not like a little wizard who just turned eleven.

"Yeah, yeah, it may be that Mr. Lobach has a hard-to-forget past that made him so precocious." Dumbledore squinted his eyes for a while and continued to ask.

"How is he getting along with other people?"

"Slytherins in the same grade basically recognized him. In addition to having a deep friendship with a few Slytherins, he seems to have a close relationship with a Muggle girl in Ravenclaw."

Snape rolled his eyes, wondering if he was thinking of something, his face maintained that kind of emotionless facial paralysis all the year round, making it impossible to detect any information from his face.

"Huh, don't those Slytherins know his relationship with that Muggle girl?"

"I don't know about this, I think, they may not focus on this."

"It's really interesting. I'm talking about other things. What else do you know?"

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