[HP] I was the scroll king at Hogwarts

Chapter 109

Dear Hermione:

First of all, thank you very much for your support.As a Hogwarts graduate, I am very happy to be liked by my school girls.

Then there's the confusion you raised.Because I didn't talk to the Sorting Hat when I was sorting, so the point of view may not be so correct, but I think it will help you.

I don't know how you think of the outside world's views on the four colleges?

I believe that each person is complex and unique and cannot be defined by a single word.Hufflepuff can have the bravery of Gryffindor, and Gryffindor can also have the studiousness of Ravenclaw.

Therefore, personal traits are important, but everyone's preferences and choices for future paths are also reference factors for the sorting hat.So don't worry, since you're in Gryffindor, you must have Gryffindor traits.I heard you and Harry Ron beat the troll?From this it can be seen that you are a brave girl.

As for making friends, I think quality is much more important than quantity.I heard from Professor Snape that you, Harry and Ron are very good friends, aren't you?

In addition, there is a small suggestion: Everyone has different interests and pursuits. It is of course good to urge friends to study, but you must also be careful.

Finally, if you have any questions, please write to us.

yours,

Alice Hall

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"Hogwarts really should have a psychiatrist, after all, adolescent children are always extraordinarily sensitive." Alice looked at the written letter and felt sincerely.

"Hmm." Snape stared at the test paper in his hand, and replied perfunctorily.

He must not have listened to what I said, Alice unhappily folded the reply to Hermione, and took out the remaining dozens of letters.

Originally, I just wanted to make a little money through adventures, but the serialization in the newspaper has gained many readers, which can be regarded as a surprise.

It was extremely hot in June this year. She tied her hair up and took another sip of the iced watermelon juice on the table to suppress the irritability in her heart.

It's fine if you can't do well with the potion of oblivion. If you can't even write down the simplest potion ingredients, it's still a Gryffindor paper.Snape snorted coldly, put the test paper aside, and planned to teach the warrior a lesson in front of the whole class.

What was pulling the trousers, he lowered his head, it was a hair ball.

Without making a sound, Furball first bit Snape's trousers twice and tugged towards Alice, then let go, raised his head to glance at him, and walked away briskly.

Snape looked towards Alice, and saw her pouting and writing something, as if the parchment in her hand was her sworn enemy.

His already painful head hurt even more, he tentatively coughed twice: "Alice?"

Alice paused for a moment, then continued to reply with Snape's back as if she hadn't heard it.

At the beginning of the month, it was not a period of irritability; Hall's store was operating well, and there was no problem reported; he was still in a good mood when he came here... Snape thought for a moment, and quickly guessed the problem.

"You can propose to Dumbledore about this matter. Although based on the performance of the students in class, I don't think they will have any psychological problems."

"Find time to write a letter to the principal." Alice turned to ask, "Professor, what do you think of "Alice's Adventures"?"

Because the serialization in the newspaper is very popular, someone has approached Alice and said that she will publish it as a book. Recently, she has been worrying about the title of the book.

"Meow~" The fur ball was as soft as a beach of water lying on the stone bricks to absorb the chill, and when it heard the title of the book Alice gave, it quickly flatteringly agreed.

"Not bad." Snape commented briefly, looking at the furball spread out on the floor tiles, "You shouldn't have brought it here."

"But it's really hot at home." Alice put down the quill and fanned the air with her hands. "When I was in school, I thought it would be very comfortable to stay in the cellar in summer."

"Meow!" The furball's cry was much firmer this time, fully expressing its satisfaction with the Slytherin cellar.

"It's a little too clever." Snape looked at the furball thoughtfully.

"There are many smart magical creatures, but it's a pity that furballs can't speak." Alice stood up, touched furball's head, and said proudly, "With a smart master like me, no matter how smart furball is, it's normal."

Snape nodded and changed the subject: "I read a Muggle paper recently."

"Which aspect? Chemistry?" Alice guessed, she knew that the professor had been insisting on studying chemistry for the research of potions.

"No, it's about pets."

"Pet?" Alice looked surprised, and even the hairball pricked up its ears curiously.

"Reducing disease, stabilizing mood, and extending life."

"Wait, this description..."

"Sterilization." Snape said the word calmly.

"Meow!—" Maoqiu let out a scream, and instantly got up from the ground.

Alice quickly comforted her: "Hey, the professor is just joking, I still want to see you give birth to kittens."

The tense body of the furball relaxed slightly, but his eyes were fixed on Snape, as if to ask for a promise.

"Professor!" Seeing the furball like this, Alice also became anxious.

"Of course, there is still a difference between ordinary cats and magical creatures, and they don't have to be sterilized." After speaking, Snape picked up the unfinished test paper again.

"Meow, meow, meow." After getting the reply, the fur ball pushed its head against Alice's leg, then dragged heavily, and got out through the crack of the door: It's a cat to calm down.

Alice looked at it, and always felt that its back was a bit desolate and powerless.

"Don't worry, it should have gone to play in the Forbidden Forest."

"Forbidden Forest!" Alice raised her voice instantly, "What if it is in danger?"

"Hagrid told me last time that the furball broke into several creatures' lairs and came out unscathed. It also ruined a lot of his precious plants."

"Hehe, I didn't expect furballs to be quite powerful." Alice lowered her volume in embarrassment, "Is that the time you used the fireplace to sneak over?"

"Yes." Snape continued without looking up, "Hagrid also asked me to pay for those plants."

Alice was even more embarrassed: "I will give you the potion money at the end of the month."

"Ah."

Seeing Snape's eyebrows furrowed tighter, Alice blinked and moved closer to the desk.

"This is really..." She looked at the paper in Snape's hand, hesitated for a moment, and said a classic line, "This is really not as good as one class!"

She knew that most of the papers of her former classmates went to the library, found a few related books, and pieced together.But it's different at the end of the term. Almost everyone will stay up in the library for a few nights to ensure that the grades are at least not too ugly.

But the test paper in front of me, let's not talk about the specific content, the text alone is ridiculously ugly.Looking at the grammar a little bit, Alice almost doubted whether her mother tongue was English.

"It's rare to be so bad." Snape snorted coldly, "But the others are definitely not good. I think only double the holiday homework can stabilize their temperament."

This is a bit pitiful, Alice tried to say something nice: "There are good students, aren't there? I heard that Hermione Granger's grades are very good."

Snape raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You know each other?"

"I haven't seen it." Alice immediately denied, "But she is my reader and has written to me."

After a moment of silence, Snape did not expose Alice: "She is so proud."

"Proud?" Alice thought of the letter the child wrote to herself, "I think she is still very polite."

"Young and reckless, too sharp. It seems to be concentrating on studying but spending a lot of time hanging out with Potter..." Speaking of this, Snape suddenly stopped and looked up at Alice.

"What's the matter?" Alice looked innocent, and seemed to have no reaction to the name Harry Potter.

"It's nothing."

"How about I help you correct it!" Alice suddenly became excited, "I haven't helped you correct your homework for a long time."

"This is the final exam."

"Then I can mark out their mistakes first, and then the professor will give you the final grade."

"This is also a method." Even though he said so, Snape still hesitated.

"Then it's settled." Alice directly picked up a dozen parchment papers on the table, and then put the iced watermelon juice and the small biscuits baked in the morning at Snape's hand.

"Professor, take a rest first, and I'm afraid you'll faint from anger if you change it further."

Snape took a sip of watermelon juice, looked at Alice lowering her head to seriously grade the test paper, with a complicated look on her face: "You don't have to..."

"What?" Alice stared wide-eyed, looking a little dazed, "You mean to help you correct the test papers? You are my most respected professor, and I should share the burden for you."

Most respected professor?Snape was at a loss for words for a moment, he looked at Alice who had lowered her head, and for the first time realized that her acting skills were so good.

In the following time, Alice found out the mistake, and Snape browsed and scored, and the atmosphere could be considered harmonious.

Until a voice broke the silence of the room.

"Alice is here? I'm sorry, I have urgent business and I can't entertain you." Dumbledore's voice came from the fireplace, "Severus, come to the medical wing. Harry met Voldemort and is now in a coma Status. Although there is no problem after inspection, I still want you to confirm."

Before Dumbledore finished speaking, Snape had already stood up, and Alice noticed that his face was extremely ugly.

"Don't worry, since Dumbledore said so, there is no danger." Snape said to Alice before going out.

After Snape left, Alice took out the small mirror she carried with her, and found that her face was also ugly.It's just that compared with the professor, there is a little less anxiety and a little more fear.

Facing Voldemort head-on twice, and being nearly killed both times, still had an impact in the end.She gripped her wand tightly and sat on the sofa without saying a word.