Luckily the main story is at Hogwarts

Principal room.

"That's what you said, he's not dangerous."

From the corner, Severus Snape's deep voice came, so rich, like a pot of potion that had been brewed for too long.

"He almost killed his classmate."

"He's only in first grade."

Snape's voice was calm, but Dumbledore, who had worked with him for a long time, could hear the clear sarcasm in his tone that almost overflowed.

When Harry entered school, he immediately became the focus of Dumbledore and Snape's attention. With his eyes looking around, everything in his head had already been lost.

wonderland

Snape felt that he should re-evaluate the extent of Harry Potter's troubles.

Then he saw an extremely terrifying existence in Harry's memory.

An Obscurial One.

Snape knew about the Obscurial, but had never seen it with his own eyes, because the existence of the Obscurial had been extinct since Voldemort's time.

The birth of the Obscurus was due to the fact that little wizards kept suppressing the normal burst of magic power. This was caused by the general environment. In an era when humans were still very unfriendly to wizards and magical power more than half a century ago, there would be many little wizards in this situation.

But now, with the increasing acceptance of various kinds of magic, the admission system of major magic schools has become more and more perfect, and almost no young wizards have this problem anymore.

However, as a knowledgeable potions master, Snape could still understand the horror of the Obscurial through books and materials.

But he never had an intuitive understanding.

Now he has.

This is not the point. The point is that Dumbledore actually let this guy enter Hogwarts, even as if nothing happened.

At this moment, Snape really felt that maybe Dumbledore's head had been covered in the sweet syrup, like a poisoned elixir.

Dumbledore rarely swallowed Xiaoqiang alive, but held a Bibi's multi-flavor bean.

He seemed to have tasted something not so good, and his old face wrinkled together.

“Want to try it?”

He pushed Bibi's all-flavored beans forward.

Snape tried to kill Dumbledore with his gaze, and he tried for years without success.

"He's in Slytherin."

After a long silence, Dumbledore took off his glasses, wiped them, and finally spoke.

But one sentence made Snape's eyes become even more hollow.

What does this mean? If the Obscurus is not in Gryffindor and not with Harry Potter, can he be allowed to do whatever he wants in Slytherin?

It's true that he cares about Harry Potter, but that doesn't mean he doesn't care about Slytherin. He is the head of Slytherin, and his godson is still in Slytherin.

"You are the Head of Slytherin."

Dumbledore said again.

"Mr. Chardieremo and Miss Hermione Granger..."

The old man's voice stopped suddenly.

But Snape already understood what Dumbledore meant. This scene was so familiar, as if it was a replica of a certain person back then.

"We should all be happy that Harry is going to be a good boy."

Snape twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to show a sneer or something, but in the end he did not move.

James. .Porter

"We should be more happy that I don't have the Dark Lord's terrible gifts."

Snape said expressionlessly.

Dumbledore didn't seem to care, and even smiled.

"Don't belittle yourself, Severus."

Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of Dumbledore, and he couldn't figure out what the old bee was thinking, Snape turned around, flicked his robes, and left the principal's office heavily.

. . .

He really didn't understand what Dumbledore was thinking.

The Obscurials themselves are a threat. According to Decree No. 42 of the Ministry of Magic, once an uncontrolled Obscurial is discovered and there is no controlled Obscurial, Aurors must be dispatched immediately to control it. When necessary, it can be destroyed.

Snape didn't know what it meant to be an Obscurial who was over ten years old and could be controlled freely.

Because according to books and sporadic records, Obscurials only appear among young wizards under the age of ten. Snape didn't know what the Obscurials over ten represented.

All he knew was that this thing was dangerous.

As a result, Dumbledore not only allowed him to enter the school and concealed it from the Ministry of Magic, but now it seems that he intends to ignore it.

Of course Snape knew that with Dumbledore's cunningness, he would definitely not ignore it. He had his own plan.

I just didn't want to tell him.

该死 的

Otherwise there would be no portrait to remind him that Goyle and Crabbe had been taken away by the man.

By the time he hurried to the vicinity of the Ravenclaw Observatory, the dispute seemed to be over, and he found Goyle and Crabbe in an abandoned classroom, both looking severely frightened.

He sternly asked what happened, but the two of them hesitated and couldn't tell. They used Legilimency to detect the memory, but they could only see a blur.

Snape immediately judged that this was not just a fright, but also a kind of magic he had never seen before.

Although he couldn't ask anything, he could still see some clues based on Snape's experience during the war, such as Crabbe's pale face, which was caused by a large amount of blood loss. His neck seemed to have healed, but it was still I can barely see some traces of separation.

A very vicious cutting curse.

The abandoned classroom had been cleaned up, but Snape could still feel something. In the era when the Dark Lord was prevalent, this smell permeated the homes of opponents who were slaughtered by them one after another.

death.

Dumbledore also said that Chardieremo's situation was very similar to his own, damn similar. He was not as dangerous as Chardieremo back then, and he was far less dangerous than him. .So cruel.

But Dumbledore didn't say nothing. He gave a subtle reminder that he was the dean of Slytherin, and now it was time for him to fulfill his duties as dean.

And exactly how to do it depends on him.

Snape's expression was blank.

He couldn't refuse. Dumbledore didn't have any energy to focus on this Obscurial Man for the time being. I'm afraid it was because Harry had just entered school and Dumbledore needed more energy to deal with matters related to him.

And the Philosopher's Stone.

That's why this job was thrown to him, and he had to take it because he couldn't let Dumbledore distract.

Because Harry is more important.

. . .

"what"

Ciel yawned and got up from the bed.

The wand flashed with light and suddenly stopped Draco, who was still falling. He canceled the portal and walked over, seeing that Draco had fallen into a coma.

There was a bad smell hanging over him.

"Clean up"

Seeing that the two had similar interests, Ciel helped him clean up, thanking the existence of magic, otherwise Draco might have been like this for a whole day.

"Hey wake up wake up wake up"

Charles slapped Draco's face. With his unremitting efforts, Draco gradually woke up after a few minutes.

Ciel was happy to see this.

"You're awake and you have to go to class."

Draco's expression was distorted. He looked at Ciel in horror, as if he had no consciousness of his own.

Okay, it was just a joke. Charles didn't force him to go to class. He held Draco's chin and poured half a bottle of life and death water into him.

Enough to give him a full day's rest.

Ciel opened the door and walked out.

There aren't many classes in the lower grades, but the upper grades are still very busy, especially in the morning hours.

But there are still some seniors in fourth and fifth grade lying in the common room in a state of drunkenness. Their bodies are filled with the smell of alcohol, various spices, and even narcotics.

These young wizard boys and girls almost instantly transformed the set from a fantasy drama to a corrupt and decadent youth drama.

As expected, they are purebloods, and they socialize in their own small circle every day. They should have had some kind of socializing or small gathering last night.

There is no way, as the number of pure bloods increases, there will be more and more such activities, and they will all be handsome men and beautiful women, because ugly people are not qualified to participate.

However, why do I feel that these guys are still the same people as yesterday? Are they the background wall?

Ciel walked across the common room.

Seeing Charles coming out, Pansy immediately stretched her neck and looked back. She frowned because she didn't see the familiar and handsome Draco.

"Where's Draco."

When Charles came over, she stopped in front of him.

Pansy was not tall, half a head shorter than Charles, but the little girl was not afraid. She raised her chin and pointed her nostrils and mouth at Charles.

It looks strange from this angle.

"He's still sleeping."

Ciel smiled.

This answer made Pansy very dissatisfied. The little girl took out her wand and wanted to teach Charles a lesson, but Charles just smiled and pushed away her wand with his fingers, shook his fingers, and walked past her.

Pansy was stunned for a moment, and when she turned around, she found that Ciel's people were gone.

The damn half-blood stamped his feet in hatred, and Pansy decided to keep this account in mind.

Draco didn't show up, and Pansy was still very worried. After all, she had witnessed yesterday's conflict. No one knew who Draco was more than her childhood sweetheart.

A little timid, her magic is so ordinary, and even she might not be able to beat her in a fight. If that mixed-blood really dares to offend the majesty of the pure-blood, then. .

"Where are Goyle and Crabbe?"

Pansy asked impatiently.

These two idiots haven't been seen since last night.

Blaise spread his hands and didn't take Miss Pansy to heart, because he was wearing a chic smile and was concentrating on making eye contact with a third-year senior who was lying on the sofa not far away.

It is really inconvenient to have no follower. I want to go to the dormitory. .Wait, Pansy suddenly paused in anger.

Why did she always want to ask Goyle and the two to check on Draco? Why didn't she go there herself? Slytherin's men's dormitory did not prohibit girls from entering.

After thinking about it again and again, Pansy felt that this was very feasible.