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Chapter 240 Potter, you score zero points
  Snape looked at Harry, and Harry locked eyes with him.

The soft eyes flow naturally, like the spring water waiting for falling flowers, with a hint of stubbornness in the loneliness, and a deep expectation.

Snape clenched his fist tightly, and the wand he used to love so much was rattled by the tremendous force.

He was thankful that his hands were hidden in the loose wizarding robes, so that he could face Lily's, no, Potter's child with a straight face.

"Harry Potter." Snape raised his chin forcefully and stared at Harry sitting on the chair. The avoidance and nostalgia in his eyes were cruelly killed by him, leaving only the cold hatred of the past.

"I am, Professor." Harry looked at Snape without blinking, his mind building a thick layer of defense in his mind.

Because he was completely focused on the defense in his mind, his face showed the right expression of indifference that matched Snape.

Hermione and Ron were on pins and needles.

They didn't expect that Hogwarts professors would have such a cold side.

They thought the teachers would be as enthusiastic as the train welcoming new students.

Wizards have their own personalities, and most of them are very bad. ——"Common Sense of the Wizarding World"

Snape personally taught Hermione and Ron a lesson.

"You actually finished answering the question?" Snape frowned. His Legilimency didn't get anything from Harry.

On the contrary, it was the unconscious thoughts of Ron and Hermione that gave him a preliminary impression of Harry——

Erudite, brave, and brilliant in literature...

"Tsk." Snape smiled mockingly.

Sure enough, just as he expected, his first meeting with this child made him sick.

Because Potter doesn't deserve to have Lily's eyes that are so gentle!
  His face suddenly dropped, and he reached out and pulled Harry and Hermione's test papers to his chest.

As for Ron's white paper?
  Haha, there won't be any good students in the Weasley family.

Gryffindor's George and Fred are strong proof of this, and so is this new student Weasley.

Snape quickly scanned Harry's answer sheet. He even used a magic similar to Eagle Eye. His pupils swept left and right, not even missing the outlines in Harry's handwriting.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!
  Snape turned Harry's test paper over hard. After reading it, he turned it back again. After a while, he turned it back again...

Yes, Potter doesn't have such a smart mind.

Is it you, Lily... There was a flash of pain in Snape's eyes.

And the delicate and graceful handwriting could not have been written by an arrogant and reckless man like James Potter.

Snape closed his eyes, and after a while, slowly opened them.

He has regained his composure.

"Did you write this? Mr. Potter." Snape's voice echoed in the carriage, his tone more like interrogating a prisoner.

"Of course, Professor."

"Oh, can you answer all these questions correctly that even second-year students may not answer correctly?" Snape did not conceal his malice and continued: "Did you flip through the book and copy it?"

"No, sir. He didn't—"

"Shut up!" Snape glared at Hermione who spoke, so frightened that she couldn't help but scream, "Miss Granger, your name is not Harry Potter!"

"Professor, I didn't copy it." Harry moved his body and stood in front of Hermione.

"I have my own judgment." Snape narrowed his eyes, like a poisonous snake discovering its prey, with a dangerous light flashing in his pupils.

"Also, don't call me professor. Because you might not be able to get into school. Hogwarts doesn't like plagiarists." He looked at Ron again, "It doesn't like idiots either."

Ron didn't protest, he was terrified now.

Oh my god, Hogwarts really has a teacher who transforms into a black mutant croup-winged bat!

Look at his greasy, wet hair, he's even more disgusting than the ghoul in my house who doesn't take a shower.

There must also be a pair of equally greasy and wet wings beneath his open black wizard robe! Snape's expression was startled, and then the look in his eyes became more dangerous.

Being legilimens is not necessarily a good thing, especially when facing a wizard you can't physically beat.

"Are you the Head of Slytherin?" Harry asked suddenly.

Snape focused his gaze on Harry again and looked him up and down, "Do you know me?"

"I don't know." Facing Snape's strong expression, Harry said without changing his expression, "But you must know me."

"There was a classmate who knew me just now and wanted to join Slytherin House unreasonably. He was also full of hostility towards me as soon as he came in."

"His name is Draco Malfoy, a low-IQ wizard who thinks that pure blood is supreme. And he is lying on the ground——"

Snape's pupils shrank, and he quickly covered Harry's mouth with his right hand. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but it was immediately replaced by blazing anger.

Harry caught the hint of panic and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Snape didn't fall in love with someone else. Although he was a little annoyed with himself, he was fine.

It's just that the medicinal materials in his hands smell a bit unpleasant.

"Do you know what you are talking about! Potter!" Snape's tone was a little angry. "Your brain is more like a troll than your father's, Potter!"

"The wizard's name has a specific magic power. There is this question on this test paper. Did you write it in vain?"

Snape then realized that his actions were a bit drastic. He suddenly returned to his original position, covered Harry's hand and wiped it hard on his robes.

"Professor, your robes may not be cleaner than my mouth." Harry reminded kindly.

"Potter!!" Snape had to look at Harry squarely.

Merlin's beard, the reckless man's genes are too strong, and his mouth really didn't grow in vain.

"Zero points! Both you and Miss Granger!" Magic power surged from Snape's body and shattered the test paper into pieces.

"If you enter my academy, I will teach you a lesson, Potter!"

"I will enter Gryffindor, Professor." Harry smiled, "Because the new students in Slytherin are so stupid, and the traitor Malfoy still cherishes his Death Eater identity."

"This is not in line with Slytherin's motto of being shrewd, honorable, and judging the situation."

Snape gasped.

If it weren't for those haunted eyes, he would have put a curse on Harry's mouth.

He felt he couldn't stay here any longer.

His wand was already beginning to move.

But he is no longer a Death Eater. He can't be sorry to Dumbledore, and he can't be sorry to Lily either.

"You will regret it, Potter." Snape left angrily, his broad black robes spread out behind him like bat wings.

"I'm the Hokage." Harry muttered, only to receive a loud slam of the door in response.

Hermione then came out from behind Harry, she was still a little frightened.

"It's terrible." Ron stroked his heart and quickly opened two bags of snacks to calm down his shock. "Is he really the Dean of Slytherin?"

"It should be. I noticed a change in Harry's eyes when he was asking questions." Hermione interjected.

Without Snape's suppression, she spoke a lot more, "With this professor here, Slytherin students must be living in hell."

"That's right." Ron raised his hands in agreement. "I think he turned into a bat. My brothers told me about it, but I didn't expect it to be a dean."

Hermione's eyes widened, "After the venom of the curled-wing bat is diluted, it will make people forget some things. I guess the entire Slytherin house was poisoned. "

"That makes sense." Ron straightened his body and made a thoughtful expression as a famous detective, "This is why he has been hiding for so long without being discovered."

　Death

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)