HP: At the beginning, I influenced Snape's childhood.

Facing Snape, Lin Mo sat upright with his hands on his knees. Snape spoke, his voice devoid of any emotion: "Tell me, why don't you know these basic potion-making skills?"

"Ah...aren't these things already fourth-grade material?" Lin Mo explained, feeling the atmosphere inexplicably turn colder. He chuckled dryly, "It shouldn't be...maybe it's quite normal?"

"If Mr. Lin's brain hasn't been infected by the little troll who just left, he shouldn't be asking me. Besides, Mr. Lin can accurately know what grade level this is, but can't know the answer?" Snape pretended to look at Lin Mo's flawed explanation with a scrutinizing gaze.

As a master spy who could remain hidden for many years, Lin Mo was certainly more than just a liar; he simply felt it was neither necessary nor desirable to use the same methods he used against an enemy on Snape.

"Oh...maybe I haven't been paying attention lately." Lin Mo acted like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water, just like a student who had been caught slacking off during online classes by the teacher.

"Oh~" Snape's voice amplified and prolonged in Lin Mo's ears, each word seeming to meander like the Yellow River, "So, Mr. Lin, where did you take Draco today?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo's pupils contracted slightly. He knew that Snape would find out sooner or later that he and Draco had contacted Harry, but he didn't expect that Snape would have received the news in less than five hours.

According to the information Lin Mo had, Snape was not very clear about Harry's current life situation due to Dumbledore's intentional concealment, but Snape now knew about it... It seems that the power of the old man known as the greatest white wizard is not as clean as it seems on the surface.

Lin Mo thought to himself, "After this incident, Dumbledore should have noticed me by now. After all, I was in contact with the savior of the wizarding world, and the little dragon's identity is so sensitive. Perhaps I should be more vigilant when dealing with this old bee in the future."

Knowing Dumbledore's greatness, Lin Mo originally didn't intend to engage in too much psychological warfare with him. However, it was precisely because of Dumbledore's shrewdness that Lin Mo was unlikely to be trusted by the White Lord at any moment in the future. After all, the people Dumbledore could use either had the justice to save the world, or had enough loyalty and no way out of betrayal, or had very important leverage over them, or had something that only Dumbledore could provide.

Lin Mo possessed none of these qualities. He was not some great superhero, and he hated having his freedom restricted by others, disdained loyalty to individualism, and only submitted to the weight of family and country.

Therefore, Lin Mo must take precautions against this person who is willing to die for the peace of the magic world, treating himself as a pawn. He only wants to be the player, not a pawn manipulated by everyone in the game.

"I went to find Harry," Lin Mo replied, but before Snape could ask further, he continued, "The heads of those noble families inadvertently mentioned the Savior, and out of curiosity, I looked into it."

He spoke with an air of indifference, because he wanted to see just how far Snape's line would be with the child he thought looked so much like his old friend.

Was it a test? Ultimately, it was more like a beginner swimmer wading into an unknown pool to see if it was safe. It wasn't distrust, but rather an unconscious urge to find out more about someone, because for Snape, Lin Mo was merely someone he recognized, not someone he truly knew.

"Is that so?" Snape's voice was somewhat gloomy. He had no doubt that the other party was being perfunctory, but he didn't want to hurt the other party. He couldn't allow even the slightest opportunity to hurt the other party to arise. He was afraid. He was afraid to see the blood spilling from Lin Mo's mouth and the bloodstains all over the ground again.

“Sir,” Lin Mo understood Snape’s predicament and didn’t want to see him troubled, so he spoke up, “Harry is important, I know. Perhaps you care about him, but please be certain of one thing: Draco and I consider Harry friends, friends without any entanglement of interests. I think that one thing should put your mind at ease.”

The boy… no, still a child. The child's voice was tender yet firm, like a sword with its edge concealed, steady and reliable. For some reason, Snape, who shouldn't have trusted anyone so easily, resolutely chose to trust Lin Mo when their eyes met those clear, blue-gray eyes.

"I believe you," Snape slowly uttered, forming a short sentence.

Trust… such an ancient word for Lin Mo. Not long ago, yet just mentioning this word still evokes a sense of disillusionment, as if from another world. After all, it transcends life and death; the word trust is like a deep and solid murmur, a gentle whisper emanating from the deepest recesses of the human heart.

However, Lin Mo quickly adjusted his thoughts on reminiscing about the past, somewhat surprised by his own loss of emotional control: "Then, sir, may I leave now?"

Hearing Lin Mo's words to ease the tension, Snape calmed down as well. A smile played on his lips, and he said with a hint of malice, "Since Mr. Lin's foundation is so poor, then help me process some herbs and improve my basic abilities."

Lin Mo: The abacus beads are almost hitting my face. Do you need me to add a voiceover for "Free labor +1"?

A——L——W——A——Y——S

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Mo is already eleven years old. During this time, Lin Mo has grown taller rapidly, reaching almost 1.7 meters in height, which has drawn the dissatisfaction of Harry and Draco.

Speaking of academics, under Snape's careful guidance, Lin Mo has already completed seven years of potions courses at Hogwarts, while Xiao Long is still in the fourth year. However, Xiao Long's potions grades are still above average among fourth-year students, after all, Snape's requirements are extremely high.

Draco would occasionally teach Harry some knowledge, but most of it was about the history of the wizarding world and interesting stories. Due to the limited materials for potions, and because Draco and Lin Mo wanted to keep Harry company in his already difficult life, they didn't talk about potions much.

Since Lin Mo talked to Mr. Dursley, Harry's life has improved a lot. Although he still doesn't have many pleasantries, he doesn't have to do so much work every day anymore. As for playing, Lin Mo and Draco are in charge of that.

Over the years, Snape had treated Lin Mo almost like a disciple—a disciple, not a student. Meanwhile, on the other hand, the friendship between Draco and Harry… oh wait, I mean, Little Dragon and Harry, had deepened considerably, and Lin Mo was now seen by them as a warm, mature, intelligent, and reliable older brother.

Lin Boyan and Lucius: Waaaaah, you think our names aren't worthy of being mentioned for the past few years? (ಥ_ಥ) Only our wounded world has been achieved.

A few days ago, Lin Mo received a letter from Hogwarts. He replied with a standard letter and didn't think much of it. Recently, he's been busy dealing with spies sent by other factions within "Feather Shadow."

Finding spies is easy for Lin Mo, the king of spies, but the hardest part is finding out the forces and reasons behind each spy, and using that as a guide to gather intelligence and know yourself and your enemy.

At this moment, Lin Mo was interrogating a spy in the ground of the neighbor's yard. Of course, all the houses around were "Yu Ying's" people.

Looking at the person in front of him, who had been tortured and was covered in blood, Lin Mo picked up a white towel and wiped his hands. The towel was stained red with the blood of the person on his hands, and the blood spread out in a bewitching pattern on the towel soaked in hot water.

"Shadow, Mr. Snape will be here soon." Shadow Kun suddenly appeared behind Lin Mo and said with a bow.

The Lin family home didn't have a fireplace. Snape would usually teleport to the vicinity of the Lin family home before coming over, so Shadow Kun, who was in charge of all security and vigilance around the Lin family home, would often tell Lin Mo before Snape arrived.

Lin Mo nodded to indicate that he understood, and Ying Kun bowed and left. Lin Mo tossed the towel aside, and it landed right in the basin of water.

"Kill them, they're not worth anything anymore. And don't interrogate that one either, he's one of them, and he's a suicide bomber. Take them all out and clean things up." Lin Mo ordered his men, then turned and left.

Author's ramblings: There should be a chapter on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Anyway, I'll make up for all of these sooner or later.

Regarding Snape's feelings for Lily, in general, it was more than friendship, but not quite love. It was primarily friendship, but it's impossible to say that Snape never had feelings for Lily in his youth; friendship outweighed love, so Snape would still protect Harry.

School starts soon, it's finally about to begin, hahaha! I rushed through a lot of things, mainly because I'm lazy and not very good at writing those parts. I figured you guys were probably in a hurry too, so I skipped it. (o^^o)♪

It's weird, it should already be the second day of the Lunar New Year, but I'm still writing this New Year's Eve chapter... Sigh, I apologize in a thousand words, but I promise that all the chapters I promised will be completed soon.