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

After the Sorting Ceremony, Dumbledore led everyone in a song. The Slytherins remained completely silent, the Gryffindors looked utterly speechless, but the Weasley twins sang the aria with great passion. Professor Sylvester Snape had a dark expression the entire time, and Quirrell looked completely bewildered.

While eating, Lin Mo could see Ron in the Gryffindor area in the distance, happily eating a chicken leg in each hand. Harry, on the other hand, wasn't as excited as he was in the original story. Because of Lin Mo and Draco's presence, Harry had also enjoyed all sorts of delicious food as a child, so he could only sigh with admiration rather than feel particularly excited.

On the other hand, the Slytherins all acted like nobles, eating slowly and deliberately. Lin Mo thought to himself, "If they eat like this, they'd be shot dead before they even have a chance to react!" Look at Professor Snape, who eats elegantly and quickly, unlike these kids who eat like sloths.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo looked at the tall, imposing wizard in a black robe on the professor's seat. Snape was eating quickly, frowning as he did so. The food here was too oily and loaded with various seasonings; Snape didn't like this kind of food.

Noticing the fixed gaze in the distance, Snape looked up and met Lin Mo's eyes. It was as if blue eyes had suddenly collided with his black eyes, creating a ripple effect.

Seeing Snape looking over, Lin Mo smiled, scratched his head, and, as if caught doing something wrong, quickly started chatting with Draco next to him, trying to divert Snape's attention. Snape chuckled and shook his head, but then, as if remembering something, lowered his head to eat, no longer showing any emotion.

Draco, looking at the group of small snakes around them, whispered to Lin Mo, "Mo, I've never asked you about your identity before, you know, your family background. My father never said anything, and I never asked him. Anyway, you're my friend, and I don't care, but Slytherin here values ​​pure-bloods. Half-bloods are ostracized, and Muggle-borns are even more so. What exactly is your identity?"

"Little Dragon, if I'm not being serious, I should be considered a Muggle." Lin Mo picked up his juice, took a sip, and said casually. He knew Draco was worried about him.

Upon hearing Lin Mo's answer, Draco panicked for a moment and immediately said, "I should have known better than to let you come to Slytherin. The Godfather is so busy; he definitely can't protect you every second..."

Thinking of a solution, Draco suddenly looked up and said, "It's alright, Mo. We'll spend a lot of time together, and eventually they'll know you're a distinguished guest of the Malfoy family. I doubt they'll dare to go against the Malfoy family."

Through cooperation with the Yu Ying forces, the Malfoy family's strength has gradually increased in recent years, showing a tendency to become the head of the twenty-eight pure-blood families.

"Hahahaha," Lin Mo laughed, patting the little dragon's head and saying softly, "You don't need to worry about me. Slytherin values ​​strength above all else. Don't you know my abilities?"

Draco thought for a moment, but then felt something was amiss and was about to say something when Lin Mo interrupted, "I have good news for you. I just said, 'If I'm not being serious, then I'm Muggle-born,' but if I'm being serious, my brother and I are Dragon Screamers."

"...What!" Draco was stunned for a moment, then suddenly exclaimed. Dragon Roarers is an ancient and mysterious name. They represent the darlings of the heavens. Whether in the magical world, the cultivation world of the East, or the pharaohs of the desert, Dragon Roarers have an absolute advantage among all groups with abilities that ordinary people should possess. They even have an inexplicable and mysterious great fortune.

The Dragon Roarers are definitely not some minor, impure-blooded monsters in the magic world. They do have their enemies, but it is rumored that there are only two Dragon Roarers in the world. Their predecessors perished together with their enemies, who left no descendants. Therefore, the Dragon Roarers no longer have anyone who can rival them by nature, and their power is unimaginable.

Draco's exclamation drew the attention of the Slytherin students... as well as Dumbledore and Snape on the professors' bench.

"Hey~ Isn't this the genius who got assigned to two houses? Is he a Muggle?" one of them said arrogantly. The people around him echoed him. Of course, they couldn't touch the next head of the Malfoy family, who was at the height of his power, so they could only target Lin Mo.

Since Lin Mo's surname is unique to the East, and there are countless people with the surname Lin in the East, they naturally treated Lin Mo as an ordinary person, just like Cho Chang from Ravenclaw. However, Cho Chang was assigned to Ravenclaw, where the students didn't care about purebloods, so no one targeted her.

Slytherins, however, were different; they ostracized and suppressed those who weren't pure-blooded. Draco, of course, knew the concerns of those stirring up trouble, and was somewhat angry.

"Tsk tsk, isn't this the youngest son of the Nott family? Why isn't the Nott family on a leash? Making such a racket here!" Draco said coldly. In the past few years, after studying with Lin Mo, he was no longer like the character in the original story, but had gained considerable strength.

"You!" The Nott family member stood up, pointing at Draco and dragging along a group of pure-blood supremacist kids, "Draco, don't forget you're a pure-blood too! How dare you speak up for a Muggle?!"

"I'm not going against a pure-blood family, I'm helping my friend Draco, a distinguished guest of the Malfoy family!" Draco's usually cute and gentle face was now as cold as ice. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I suppose someone like Mr. Nott, who has no friends, wouldn't understand."

The two engaged in a heated exchange. Lin Mo watched with some relief as the boy, who had played with him for three years and already considered him an older brother, defended him. Seeing Draco trembling with anger, he patted the little dragon on the back to calm him down.

Nott noticed Lin Mo's actions and, in a fit of rage, laughed coldly: "Heh, Mr. Lin, so you're just a sycophant who only knows how to hide behind people's backs."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo raised an eyebrow, sized up Nott, and stood up: "Oh? Mr. Nott, are you talking about me?"

Nott was startled by Lin Mo's height, looked up at him, and said in a trembling voice, "You know perfectly well what you're asking!"

"Oh, then why are you trembling, Mr. Nott? Are you afraid I'll beat you up?" Lin Mo said calmly. "But I don't want to do it that way."

Upon hearing Lin Mo's answer, Nott felt triumphant again: "So Mr. Lin was just using his power to intimidate others; he doesn't dare to take action himself, so he can only rely on words."

Hearing such a bizarre idea, Lin Mo glanced at him, not wanting to talk to someone with such low emotional intelligence and low IQ, lest she lower her own IQ.

This disregard enraged Nott, who pointed at Lin Mo and roared, "You're nothing but a mudblood! What right do you have to ignore me?"

Upon hearing the word, everyone's expression changed, especially the Slytherins. Someone had once used the word "Mudblood" to insult someone, and Snape had overheard it and severely punished them. Since then, no one dared to use it, or at least would avoid Snape. But this fool, Nott, had said it so loudly in public, making one think of his miserable state.

His roar not only attracted the attention of other houses but also drew the attention of the professors. No one noticed Ron's fury as he angrily explained the Savior to Harry, nor did anyone notice Snape's face, which had become extremely gloomy on the professors' table.

"It seems... Mr. Nott really can only bark, not speak human language. Oh, sorry, I've tarnished the reputation of dogs." Lin Mo noticed Snape's expression out of the corner of his eye, his voice like a poisoned arrow.

With that, he waved his hand, and Nott instantly collapsed to the ground, unable to speak, writhing in pain. Everyone was startled by the sudden turn of events, and Dumbledore also looked at Lin Mo with a scrutinizing gaze.

Lin Mo met Dumbledore's eyes, blinked innocently, and said loudly, "Don't worry, everyone. I was just teaching Mr. Nott how to speak. He'll be fine tomorrow. Please sit down and eat."

After they finished speaking, everyone dispersed and returned to their seats to eat and discuss quietly. Draco looked at Lin Mo with curiosity and asked, "Mo, what method did you use?"

Looking at Draco, Lin Mo smiled and said, "It's not a difficult method. He's relatively close to me, so with a wave of my hand, I inserted silver needles into his acupoints, rendering him unable to speak and causing him excruciating pain all over his body. I also released a little bit of magic. He won't recover until the silver needles are forced out, so the magic will force the needles out tomorrow morning."

Draco nodded and said, "It still feels a bit too lenient on him."

"It's alright," Lin Mo glanced at Snape in the distance, recalling the latter's anger upon hearing about the Mudbloods, and felt a pang of heartache. He sneered, "It seems he can speak now, but the stinging pain won't lessen, and it will last at least a week. But no one will find out, so... others will think he's gone mad."

Upon hearing this answer, Draco couldn't help but shudder. However, thinking that Lin Mo wouldn't use such methods on a friend, he felt an extra layer of protection.

While everyone was eating, Professor Flitwick picked up his wine glass, stepped down from his seat, and walked towards Lin Mo, which went largely unnoticed.

"Hello, Mr. Lin." Flitwick walked over to Lin Mo and sat down on the chair, which was a step made of magic by the Wandless Magic.

Seeing this amazing scene, Draco stared in astonishment, while Lin Mo understood and said to him, "Professor Flitwick, hello. Actually, you can call me Mo."

Flitwick nodded and said, "Moe, from now on, you'll receive all the supplies that Ravenclaw students are given by all the houses, and you'll also have a single room in your dormitory. Go with your Ravenclaw prefect for now, and I'll talk to Professor Snape later and have him send a Slytherin student to take you to Slytherin."

"Thank you, Professor." Lin Mo said, after all, he had benefited from the advantages of two academies, so he couldn't be stingy with his gratitude.

"If you ever get bullied in Slytherin, you can always go back to Ravenclaw or come to me. After all, I was the Hogwarts Duel Club champion when I was young," he said with a smile, quite proudly.

"The observatory in the Ravenclaw Tower offers beautiful views and is also a great place to relax, unwind, and reflect," Flitwick continued. "Students from other houses can only go there during astronomy classes, but Ravenclaw students can go anytime—and so can you. You'll also get Ravenclaw-exclusive items like the Time-Turner later."

Frivi was amiable, but equally capable. He chatted with Lin Mo about what had just happened with great interest, and also gave Lin Mo some encouragement, even though Lin Mo didn't really need it.

The two chatted happily, and Draco, instead of being rude and listening, crouched down and went to Gryffindor to play with Harry and Ron. The Gryffindor lion cubs, having seen a small snake approaching, wanted to say something.

However, with Harry's defense and Ron's awkward attempts to appease him, and considering that Draco had indeed toned down his behavior and that everyone had witnessed him standing up for his friend, they didn't say much more, thinking that Draco was still a good friend.

(Draco: For Harry's sake, I must get along well with the lion cubs.)

Through his interactions with Flitwick, Lin Mo grew to like and respect the professor very much. Flitwick was the kind of teacher who was capable yet unassuming, cared for his students, was very kind and liked to mingle with them, often joked with them, and explained his lessons to them very seriously and patiently.

Having experienced many years of student life, Lin Mo said, "Isn't this the perfect teacher?"

During the meeting, Lin Mo asked a question: If Lin Mo were to gain points, which college should the points be added to? Flitwick's answer was: Regardless of whether points are added or deducted, both colleges will be considered.

Frivi also told Lin Mo that he could compete for the top spot in the first year of both houses simultaneously, and in a few years, he could also compete for the prefectural head position in both houses. Furthermore, Frivi expressed his strong desire for Lin Mo to win both the top spot and the prefectural head position in both houses, because based on his many years of experience, he could see Lin Mo's abilities from what had just happened between Lin Mo and Nott.

Hearing Flitwick's high hopes for him, Lin Mo also decided to compete for the positions of both headmaster and class monitor. After all, others could only be headmaster and class monitor of one academy at most.

And so, with Harry and Draco chatting happily, Ron acting as a third wheel; Lin Mo and Flitwick chatting blissfully; Dumbledore lost in thought; and Snape looking somber, the wonderful welcoming ceremony came to an end. All the students then went to their respective house common rooms, where their prefects led their new students around to familiarize themselves with the various areas. Flitwick also exchanged a few words with Snape, who nodded in agreement.

Author's rambling: That's all for today's update~ (￣▽￣～)~, my new life at Hogwarts is about to begin!

Doesn't it seem incredibly cool to have two class leaders and two grade heads? I'm not entirely sure about the original story, but I've set it up so that each grade has its own class leader competition at the beginning of each school year, and when fifth graders can run for grade head, they also need to run for class leader... So, Xiao Mo can hold four positions at the same time, hahaha.

As for the Ravenclaw Observatory, I don't quite remember what it says in the original book, and I couldn't find it online either, so let's just assume that only Ravenclaw students can go there at any time.