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

It must be admitted that Snape was extremely attentive to Lin Mo. He had noticed Lin Mo's habit of morning exercises when he visited the Lin family before, so before the start of the new semester, he returned to the school to explain the situation to Filch, telling him that if he saw Lin Mo at school early in the morning, he shouldn't suspect that Lin Mo was out all night. Filch agreed.

This led to Lin Mo running into Filch at the stairwell when he woke up in the morning. Filch asked him a couple of questions and then left, assuming that Lin Mo wasn't out at night.

If Snape hadn't told Filch, Filch's assumption that Lin Mo was out all night wouldn't have been unreasonable. Lin Mo was used to getting up early to train, and he'd been getting up even earlier since arriving at Hogwarts.

As Lin Mo ran around the castle, he keenly sensed the gaze from above. He turned his head sharply but saw nothing. However, he felt that there was a bit more darkness there than before.

After finishing his morning exercise, Lin Mo went back, took a shower, and changed into his Slytherin uniform. He checked his schedule, flipped through his book to review the day's lessons, and after confirming everything was correct, he opened his extracurricular potions book to study. (Okay, a bit tiring (ಥ_ಥ))

When it was time, Lin Mo tidied up the table and went out of the dormitory to find Draco. Draco had been up for a while, but when Lin Mo came in, he could still see Draco's messy and fluffy hair that hadn't been styled with hair gel.

Lin Mo reached out and gently touched Draco's soft hair, who was still somewhat dazed. "Don't space out now that you're awake," he said with amusement. "You weren't so excited you couldn't sleep last night, were you?"

"No way!" Draco blushed, but still stubbornly said, turning his head away so that Lin Mo wouldn't touch him.

"Alright, alright, I'm just teasing you," Lin Mo patted Draco and said with a smile, "Come on, let's have breakfast, we have class soon."

Draco reluctantly nodded and went to the Great Hall for dinner with Lin Mo. The thought of seeing Harry soon made Draco's steps falter with excitement.

Thus, the scene unfolded where Lin Mo was eating breakfast while watching Harry and Draco exchange glances.

A——L——W——A——Y——S

Arriving at the Transfiguration classroom early, Lin Mo and Draco found seats near the front. Slytherins and Gryffindors attended the class together, and the seating arrangement was quite orderly.

Divided in two, the two houses were clearly separated, with neither able to get close to the other. Draco could only sit somewhat regretfully in the Slytherin area.

The two arrived early; there were only a few people in the classroom, and a cat was lying on the podium. After Lin Mo entered, he glanced at Professor McGonagall's Animagus status, then looked at Xiao Long, worried that he might like cats, and then picked up the cat to pet it.

However, Lin Mo's worries were obviously unnecessary. Draco wasn't interested in the kitten, but he seemed somewhat distraught when he saw the faint barrier between the two academies.

Draco's beloved Harry was late again and got a scolding from Professor McGonagall when she turned back to normal. Ron fared even worse because of his sharp tongue (｢･ω･)｢hey.

The whole lesson was about turning a match into a needle. Lin Mo succeeded quickly, as he had already learned it before. However, he still watched with great interest as the little dragon next to him fiddled with it for a while before starting, and also taught Draco a little bit.

Just as everyone was itching to snap the match, Professor McGonagall's clear voice rang out: "Mr. Lin's Transfiguration is excellent. Slytherin Ravenclaw, add five... ten points."

So, without any of the eaglets' knowledge, their academy's gems increased.

Looking at the students in the room, whose eyes were clear yet slightly bewildered, Lin Mo wondered if he had become too young.

Before he could think any further, Draco grabbed him and whispered, "Mr., that's immoral... Never mind, let's not talk about it anymore. Can you tell me what I did wrong?"

"Haha, okay." Lin Mo heard Draco's plaintive little voice and felt a slight pang of guilt. Then he remembered how Draco had always managed to evade his attempts to help him with his studies. The word "serves him right" surfaced in his mind, but he quickly dismissed it, along with his guilt. (I think Lin Mo would be more suited to adding a dog emoji when saying "serves him right.")

After observing for a while, Lin Mo pointed out a shortcoming, which Draco quickly corrected and succeeded in doing as well. Actually, Xiao Long learned quite well and had good comprehension, but he tended to get stuck on details. Sometimes, by stepping back and looking at things from a different perspective, it was easy to spot mistakes and shortcomings, which could be easily corrected.

As get out of class was about to end, Hermione succeeded, and Draco and Hermione each received five extra points. However, Lin Mo wasn't entirely sure what had happened in Gryffindor. Ron saw Hermione muttering something to Harry, seemingly dissatisfied. Lin Mo could only assume they were a bickering couple.

During lunch, Draco leaned close to Lin Mo, nudged him with his elbow, and said, "Mo, Harry got lost today. How about we draw him a map?"

"Didn't the academy hand out maps?" Lin Mo looked up blankly; he had been a little confused when Harry mentioned it earlier today.

"What? They even gave us a map?" Draco asked, puzzled. "Slytherin has never given us maps before. There wasn't one among the supplies I gave you when you came back."

"That's true..." Lin Mo recalled for a moment, and indeed there wasn't one, but he got a map from Ravenclaw... Could it be that only Ravenclaw gave the freshmen a map? Lin Mo thought for a moment and felt that Hufflepuff should have one too.

"Ravenclaw sent it," Lin Mo said. "Okay, draw a map for Harry."

As if remembering something, Lin Mo turned to Draco beside him and said, "Wait a minute, why are you telling me you want to give me a gift... You don't actually want me to draw it, do you?"

Seeing Draco nod immediately in response, Lin Mo stopped him: "I can participate, but you have to draw with me."

Seeing this, Draco had no choice but to settle for second best and begin discussing the grand plan of drawing a map with Lin Mo. Lin Mo: You know how to woo a wife... oh no, I mean, how to build rapport with friends.

However… watching these two chat from the professor's seat, tsk, they seem a bit too close. A young (and eternally youthful) professor in a black wizard's robe stared grimly at the Slytherin group, his hand gripping the steak with increasing force.

Feeling a chill, Lin Mo caught a glimpse of Snape out of the corner of his eye and thought, "No way, is he still angry from last night?" But he's kind of cute though~ (￣▽￣～)~.

Meanwhile, the somewhat oblivious little dragon sensed the chilly atmosphere and turned to look at Snape, giving his unpredictable godfather a "sweet" smile (of course, he didn't know that in Snape's eyes, his smile was both foolish and provocative; well, his anger was already out of control, time to draw his sword). Snape glared at him, and Draco instantly wiped the smile off his face, looking down intently at the food on his plate.

After finishing their meal, the two rushed back to their dormitory without taking a nap, drawing floor plans and finishing their homework along the way. Just before class, Lin Mo took Draco to wait for Harry at the entrance to the Gryffindor common room.

Then... they received surprised looks from the lion cubs, as if they were looking at them like idiots. What docile little snake would venture into a lion's den? However, considering that Lin Mo had dealt with Nott before, and Draco wasn't as arrogant as expected, no one bothered to interfere; they just looked over indifferently.

Before Harry even arrived, the Weasley twins appeared first. "Oh, let's see, a cunning little snake and an unsharpened sword," a mischievous voice suddenly rang out.

Recalling his memories of his past life, Lin Mo guessed that Fred would speak first: "Oh, hello, are you Fred Weasley?"

The two brothers looked at each other, wondering how Lin Mo could tell them apart. Fred spoke up: "Oh, no, no, no, my name is George."

"I heard you often like to switch identities with each other. Judging from your performance just now, I think I guessed right." Lin Mo smiled, not believing it.

"Oh my god, who said that?"

"Ron...yes, that's right." Lin Mo sold Ron out without hesitation.

"Our good little brother...hehe." The two discussed how to prank Ron.

Draco stood there dumbfounded, staring at the three of them. He couldn't tell who was who; his mind was a complete mess.

"You two," Lin Mo gently reminded the two twins who were completely absorbed in their own plans and ignoring him, "Is there anything else?"

"No, no, you two are really strange little snakes. Oh, Mr. Lin, speaking of which, you're not entirely a little snake. How strange! Would you like to join our game?" Fred asked. He didn't ask Draco, since although they didn't care about the grudges of the previous generation, they still had some reservations about pure-blooded Slytherins.

"Oh, yes, you can actually call us by our names," George replied.

"Okay, I won't participate in the pranks," Lin Mo replied. "You can just call me Mo."

Noticing Harry and Ron approaching, Lin Mo gestured for Draco to deliver the map. The Weasley twins started making strange noises, and fearing they would start messing with Ron, Lin Mo quickly said, "Class is about to start, let's talk as we walk."

The twins had originally planned to beat up Ron first, but then Lin Mo said, "Gentlemen, I heard you're thinking of opening a joke shop. I'm interested. Do you need any funding?"

Upon hearing this, the two stopped paying attention to Ron. Since Harry and the others weren't going the same way as the twins, Lin Mo let the kids go to the classroom first, while he accompanied the twins, chatting as they walked.

"Of course, but surely Ron didn't tell you that either..." Fred said with a sly smile. George put his arm around Lin Mo's shoulder and said, "Okay, buddy, we do need the funds."

In fact, the Weasley twins were already very tall, so Lin Mo was about the same height as them. When the three of them put their arms around each other's shoulders, it was noticeable that there was something awkward about it. Lin Mo actually looked like the twins' peer.

"That's not what Ron said," Lin Mo quickly said, thinking to himself, Ron, this is all I can do for you (~0~).

"I'm helping my brother think about some jobs, and I have some spare cash. Is two thousand Galleons enough?" Lin Mo asked knowingly.

"Of course it's enough, even a bit too much," Gemini said honestly.

"It's alright," Lin Mo smiled, "I'll leave this for you as innovation funds. When it's up and running, just give me a share."

The three chatted for a while longer, and seeing that time was running out, Lin Mo said a few words and left. The twins seemed very excited, and finally agreed that the three of them would talk about it in detail when they were preparing for Halloween.

Lin Mo was in a hurry to get to the Charms classroom. His steps became longer and faster, and he almost flew. It wasn't that he was afraid of the consequences of being late, but on the one hand, being late would be disrespectful to the teacher, and on the other hand, he liked Professor Flitwick and didn't want to be late for his class.

A tall man suddenly appeared from around the corner. Lin Mo couldn't brake in time and almost hit the other person due to inertia, but he got within about half a meter of him.

"Excuse me... Professor Snape." Lin Mo quickly said after recognizing the person.

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Lin is going to be late, isn't he? Could it be that your waterlogged brain is overgrown with weeds and you've gotten lost? Tsk tsk." Snape's tone was somewhat sarcastic.

"I'm sorry, Professor, as you said, I'm going to be late. Please let me go to the classroom first. If I need anything, I'll come to your office after class." Lin Mo spoke very quickly.

Snape raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his expression, but still stepped aside: "It's nothing, Mr. Lin, you don't need to disturb your poor professor's short rest."

Lin Mo nodded and quickly left. Snape watched from behind as the tall and resolute figure walked further and further away, disappearing into the stairwell around the corner.

Despite rushing, Lin Mo arrived before class. Draco had reserved a seat for Lin Mo. When Flitwick saw Lin Mo, he smiled gently, and Lin Mo returned the greeting.

After exchanging a few words with Draco, class began. During roll call, Professor Flitwick shouted and disappeared when Harry's name was called. After much effort, Lin Mo finally arrived at Charms class, completely satisfied.

Author's rambling: Enough rambling, I'm too lazy~