Hogwarts: I am Snape

Chapter 2 Hogsmeade
After a thorough washing up, Snape returned to his dormitory.

Avery and Muirseber had their hands and feet sticking out of the blanket, their mouths slightly open, and their snores rose and fell.

"Two idiots."

He cursed under his breath, pulled out his wand, and waved it at his four-poster bed.

"Close your ears and plug your ears."

He couldn't help but find it a little ridiculous that the original purpose of inventing this spell was to help him fall asleep while snoring.

After throwing his clean clothes into the empty laundry basket, Snape lay down on his pillow.

"Sigh, I have to go to the Hog's Head Bar for Walpurgis's gathering tomorrow," he sighed heavily after searching his memory. "Isn't this just preparing for the Death Eaters' training..."

Gazing at the faintly discernible green and silver striped curtain in the darkness, accompanied by an indistinguishable buzzing sound in my ears.

After calling out "System" and "Grandpa" several times in both Chinese and English without receiving a response, Snape finally drifted off to sleep.

Snape woke up very early the next morning.

After a moment's thought, he pulled his suitcase out from under the bed.

There weren't many clothes inside, just an old set of high-quality clothing and a few old books that his mother had passed down to him.

One of them was a book called "Advanced Potion Making" by Libashe Polachi. It was dirty, and the corners were curled up from frequent use.

Snape pulled a pair of ill-fitting, worn-out jeans from the trunk and put them under his robe.

He never wore those ugly Muggle clothes at Hogwarts.

However, as a precaution, this can at least provide some cover should the enemy be attacked by looters.

The rustling sounds woke up the others.

Avery stared in astonishment at Snape, then shook his head in disbelief and rubbed his eyes.

"Hurry up and get dressed, let's go have breakfast."

Snape noticed what Avery was curious about, but he didn't want to discuss it with anyone.

Along the way, people kept pointing at him, whispering, and occasionally letting out a low laugh.

He almost couldn't resist throwing out a few Avada Kedavra curses to make them bleed from the nose.

Concealed by his robe sleeves, Snape discreetly pointed around with his wand a few times and whispered:

"Lock the tongue and seal the throat!"

The whispers suddenly stopped.

Several students clutched their throats, unable to speak; their tongues were stuck to their palates.

The world is finally clean.

After taking his seat, Snape shoveled several pieces of pork chop, steak, and lamb chop onto his plate.

He ate his steak while pondering:

"The house-elf's cooking is really good. I need to eat more meat and think of a way to exercise and get stronger."

"However, the most important thing right now is to get off Tom's ship, which is destined to sink. Whether it's a double agent or a double agent, it seems that none of them have a good ending."

"Besides, I don't want to be someone's babysitter for seven years, only to have my private information shouted out in front of the whole school by that Potter kid after I die."

"The reserve Death Eaters shouldn't be like the regular ones who only get in and never come out... That's a problem."

"Voldemort should only have five Horcruxes at this point: the journal, the ring, the locket, the cup, and the diadem. Nagini and Harry haven't even had a chance to enjoy this honor yet."

As he slowly chewed his food, Snape unconsciously glanced towards the faculty dining table at the top of the Great Hall—

Behind the crescent-shaped glasses, a pair of deep blue eyes made brief contact with his gaze for a second.

He was so startled that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Snape quickly lowered his head, stared at the plate, grabbed the knife, and pretended to cut the steak:
"Oh no, I almost forgot about that."

"Fortunately, I should be able to use the Occlumency technique, but I'm not sure if last night's incident will have any impact. It seems I need to find an opportunity to practice it..."

Outside the castle, the crimson sun shone brightly on the ground.

A gentle breeze swept through the treetops of the forbidden forest, shimmering with patches of deep green light.

Argus Filch stood inside the gate, holding a long list in his hand.

He vigilantly checked every face, making sure no one who shouldn't be out slipped out the door. The group left, passed between tall stone pillars topped with winged warthogs, and turned left onto the road leading to Hogsmeade.

They walked along the main road, and when they passed Joko's joke shop, Mursab decided to buy some dung bombs and prank materials.

Although he wasn't interested, Snape decided it was best not to act alone.

So he stood in the shade by the door to pass the time, watching flocks of owls of all sizes and colors fly in and out of the post office, chirping away.

"Look who's there."

Moorselber, carrying a large paper bag, swaggered out of the store with Avery.

Lily Evans and her roommate Mary McDonald were chatting happily as they walked quietly down the path.

"Perfect timing to try out the new thing I just bought."

Muller reached into the paper bag and pulled out a feces bomb.

Just as he raised the dung bomb as if to throw it, Snape instinctively pulled out his wand—

"Armor protection!"

An invisible, solid wall instantly formed, and the force of the impact sent Avery and Moorselber crashing backward.

Feces bombs, stench bombs, and burp candies were scattered all over the ground, rolling around everywhere.

Snape withdrew his hand in a daze, as if the action was not his own.

However, what can be done now that things have come to this?

"What the hell are you doing?!"

The two of them jumped up, covered in dust, and glared at Snape through the transparent barrier.

"Severus, have you gone mad?"

"Don't touch them, okay?"

"What? You did this for these two pieces of mud—"

"Don't say that word!"

"Snape shouted."

He raised his arm again, his gaze fixed on the two of them.

Avery and Moorselber also took out their wands.

Although it's two against one, it seems neither of them intends to make a move.

“Listen, Severus, don’t forget who you are.”

“You don’t need to tell me that, Murseb.”

The sun was almost directly overhead, and the stuffy air seemed to have stagnated, sticking to every inch of skin.

A gentle breeze brushed past Snape from behind, and a familiar figure emerged from the heat to stand beside him.

Mary came over and stood beside him.

He never expected anyone to stand beside him, let alone that it would be Mary.

What a wonderful girl, Snape thought. After being fooled by his gang with dark magic so many times, she was still willing to help him pass on messages to Lily, and now she was willing to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

At this moment, Lily also came up and stood next to Mary.

Snape instinctively avoided looking at her.

"Murcyber, are you sure you want to fight me?"

Snape didn't want to break ties with Mulce and the others at this moment, so he pretended to put away his wand.

Moorselber glared at him resentfully, then pulled Avery along to gather the scattered items before hurrying away.

“Thank you, Mary,” Snape said somewhat uncertainly.

Mary nodded to him and turned to walk away.

Snape remained standing there even after Mary and Lily had walked away.

To go to Pighead Bar, or not to go, that is the question.

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