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

"Okay, okay, I know." Lin Mo replied helplessly to Benjamin, quickening his pace.

Benjamin was a third-year student, but because Lin Mo was very tall, the two were of different heights. As Lin Mo sped up, Benjamin could hardly keep up.

"Um... Mr. Lin, could you slow down a bit?" Benjamin's current pace was awkward; if he walked, he couldn't keep up, and if he ran, he was too fast.

"Hmm." Lin Mo replied, but his pace did not slow down. He seemed to understand why his dean liked to walk so fast.

Perhaps besides the fact that Snape himself had long legs and was used to walking fast, another reason might be that Snape enjoyed seeing others feel uncomfortable when they couldn't catch up with him.

But Lin Mo swore that he had absolutely no intention of doing it on purpose. Yes, absolutely not. He was just trying to get rid of those stares.

Just as Benjamin was on the verge of tears, Lin Mo finally slowed down, because they were almost at the Ravenclaw lounge.

Although many of the eaglets here admire Lin Mo, they are all quite restrained and do not give him the kind of undisguised, uncomfortable looks that make him feel uneasy.

The reason he felt uncomfortable was not because the group of young wizards had impure intentions, but because their scrutiny and stares made Lin Mo, who was extremely sensitive to gazes, feel like he was being pricked by needles.

"Oh, Mr. Lin, do you usually walk this fast?" Benjamin's words carried a hint of sarcasm. "No wonder you have such long legs, you don't wait for anyone when you walk."

...Sensing that Little Eagle was a little unhappy, Lin Mo also felt a bit guilty, because he knew that Benjamin had no bad intentions, he was just speechless because of him.

"No, it depends. You can actually call me Mo," Lin Mo quickly said.

"Okay, Mo, you can call me Benjamin." Benjamin's expression softened considerably.

But what Lin Mo didn't know was that Benjamin's behavior was completely an act. If Lin Mo had paid more attention to Ravenclaw's affairs, he would have known that Benjamin was actually the Ravenclaw's source of joy.

Unlike the other eaglets who are calm and wise, Benjamin, though equally intelligent, also possesses some of the passion and courage of Gryffindor, and perhaps a touch of the moderation of Hufflepuff.

Seeing the change in how he addressed Lin Mo, Benjamin secretly revealed a triumphant smile, because he had successfully taken the first step in establishing a relationship with Lin Mo, the idol he had been longing for.

Imagining the envious looks and words of his other Quidditch teammates, Benjamin felt a surge of secret joy. He was truly too clever; he was indeed a witty Ravenclaw.

Now he can finally refute those who jokingly say they are as silly and adorable as the lions of Gryffindor.

It's not that Gryffindor is bad; the nickname for the lion cubs is an affectionate one. Benjamin wasn't angry because of the word "stupid"; he was angry because his friends said he was cute.

He's clearly a brave, fearless, handsome young eagle, so why do you say he's cute?

Benjamin had been teased by his friends so much that he had developed a peculiar habit in his mind: he could describe himself in any way he wanted, but he just couldn't use the word "cute" to describe himself.

Because Benjamin's expression was too arrogant, Lin Mo finally noticed that something was wrong with him. Looking at the little eagle he had just met, his intuition told him that this little eagle was not as serious as he seemed on the surface.

Of course, Lin Mo knew that the premise for letting Xiao Ying get close to him was that Xiao Ying didn't have any bad intentions. On the contrary, he could feel that Xiao Ying was somewhat innocent and cute.

Fortunately, Lin Mo didn't say the word "cute" to Benjamin, otherwise the little eagle in front of him might have really gotten angry, the kind that no amount of coaxing could make him happy.

"Emm... Um, what's wrong with you?" Lin Mo looked at Benjamin, who was grinning wildly, and immediately interrupted the other's wonderful fantasy. He now had every reason to suspect that Benjamin was just acting with him.

"I... well, it's nothing..." Benjamin explained, his thoughts incoherent.

"Were you lying to me just now?" Lin Mo looked into his eyes. Benjamin's eyes were gray, and they looked inexplicably pure and innocent. No wonder his friends said he was cute.

"Yes, I'm sorry. Oh, don't be angry. I didn't mean to. Actually, I wasn't angry just now. I just wanted to get closer to you." Benjamin was somewhat incoherent.

Although Benjamin is a mischievous and playful Ravenclaw ray of sunshine, he is also quite simple-minded. He has many thoughts in his mind, but he prefers to interact with people sincerely.

"Benjamin, I'm not actually angry. The reason I walked so fast just now is because I'm not used to people looking at me with such intense gazes. You know, their eyes are just too crazy." Lin Mo explained the reason for what had just happened while comforting Benjamin.

In fact, Lin Mo didn't know why Benjamin apologized, because in his eyes, making a joke was a very ordinary thing, but perhaps for such an innocent little eagle, it was indeed a very important thing.

This kind of thing can be a big deal or a small deal. If it were done by someone with ulterior motives, it could be called deception. But Lin Mo could sense Benjamin's personality. He knew that when facing someone like Benjamin, he would only think that he was joking around and playing around.

"I'm not angry at all. We were just joking, weren't we?" Lin Mo put an arm around Benjamin's shoulder and said, as if to a brother.

"Thank you, I was just afraid you'd misunderstand." Benjamin felt a sense of closeness with his idol, but there was something else he didn't say.

Sensing Benjamin's hesitation, Lin Mo could guess what was going on. Although he was a student of two houses, his daily interactions with Slytherin students inevitably made him seem like a pure Slytherin.

Lin Mo originally thought of himself as a truly cold-blooded person, which is why he joined Slytherin, a school where everyone prioritizes their own interests.

But after living with him for a while, Lin Mo realized that if she had the mindset of a child, she would also be willing to get along with people.

Lin Mo discovered that he was not a lone wolf. He lived in a pack and had a natural instinct to gravitate towards it. He enjoyed the feeling of being in a pack and did not want to experience the pain of being attacked from both sides.

Having friends who are as close as brothers, brothers who can be entrusted with one's life, and professors who can be trusted... This may be something that every Hogwarts student can easily attain, but for Lin Mo, it is a wonderful and cherished feeling.

So he enjoys playing pranks on the Weasley twins, showing off his abilities and protecting his classmates. He's also willing to spend time and energy teaching young wizards potions and spells.

Perhaps the founding of Hogwarts meant more than just a magic school; it also meant taking in and welcoming every young wizard.

Perhaps sometimes, due to personal selfishness and interests, we cannot take care of every little wizard, but this place can always become a second home for every little wizard.

Because here you'll find not only the cutthroat competition and real-world struggles, but also beautiful and inspiring friendships, trust and perseverance, and mutual support and effort.

Perhaps this is the true meaning of Hogwarts.