It seems that Snape can be seen first every year at the beginning of the school year, and it is still in such an unpleasant situation.

The three of them walked towards Hogwarts in the dark, and neither of them spoke.

There was a dark, cold aura about Snape, and Evan didn't think he would let the two of them go so easily.

"Let me think about it, because I was late, Gryffindor deducted fifty points. He said slowly, "Everyone!"

"But Evan wasn't late, he ......"

"Quiet, Potter, after all these years, you still haven't learned the rules to stop interjecting when I'm talking. Snape said, "Look at the way you look, because you're wearing Muggle clothes, and you're deducting fifty points." I don't think there is a single college that has just started the semester and has not yet been served dessert with so many points, and you have set a new record. Okay, you two talk about it, why are you late?"

Evan was silent, the question should have been answered by Harry. But Harry's anger and hatred were so hot that he clenched his hands into fists, preferring to return to London stiff rather than tell Snape the reason for his tardiness.

After a few seconds of silence, Snape continued, "I don't know what to say, do you? I guess you want to make an appearance, right? Mason and Potter, you can't get a flying car this year, so you think it's going to be dramatic to storm the Great Hall in the middle of a party?"

Harry remained silent, even though he felt like his lungs were going to explode.

He knew that Snape had come to pick him up for this, and that he could have a few minutes to provoke and torture himself without being heard by anyone.

Evan thought it was more or less the same, as Snape's momentum was entirely directed towards Harry.

He was only being taken on the sidelines, and Snape didn't even look at him for a moment.

After that, there was a long silence as Hogwarts Castle drew closer.

To be honest, Evan was curious about what Snape had been doing during the summer and had gotten any up-to-date information.

Voldemort probably didn't trust him much right now, after all, Snape hadn't proven his worth yet.

Of course, Voldemort would not trust anyone, and this is a wrong word.

It should be, whether he believes that Snape will remain loyal to him. Snape was still a little away from a loyal Death Eater, and at the very least, he needed to prove his worth a little more, such as killing Dumbledore or handing Harry over to Voldemort or something......

Evan thought for a moment, and felt that he couldn't ask anything from Snape.

However, I have seen some questions about potions at the International Alchemy Conference before, so you can ask them.

But before Evan could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Snape.

"Quiet, Mason, I'm not interested in those ridiculous adventures of your summer vacation. ”

There was a long silence again, and at last the three of them reached the steps of the castle.

When the two oak doors opened, revealing a wide slate-paved foyer, the sound of laughter and the clinking of cups and plates reached their ears through the open doors of the Great Hall.

When the banquet was going on, it was really not good to walk in with such a swagger. Especially for Harry, who had been defeated by Malfoy, and was still wearing Muggle clothes, his face had been beaten and deformed, and it was a complete shame to go in and endure his gaze.

He thought to himself, wondering if he would be able to sneak into the cloak of invisibility, and unknowingly slipped over to the Gryffindor table and sat down.

Inconveniently, Gryffindor's table was at the very back of the Great Hall.

"It's here!" said Snape, as if to guess Harry's thoughts, "you two just go in and don't play tricks, Mason." And you, Potter, are not allowed to wear invisibility cloaks, you are not allowed to change your school uniform, so that everyone can see what you look like now, and I believe this is exactly what you want. ”

Harry didn't hesitate, striding through the open door, as long as he could get out of Snape. Aven hurried up as well, and there were four college tables in the auditorium, and a faculty table at the top, and the air was decorated with many floating candles as usual, illuminating the plates below.

Harry walked so fast that Evan had to trot almost all the way to catch up with him.

So, all of this is just a blur in their eyes.

By the time the two of them were noticed, Evan and Harry had already crossed the Hufflepuff table.

And by the time they began to look at them curiously, they had already walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down between Hermione and Ron.

"Where have you two gone?" Hermione asked, "God, Harry, what's going on with your face?"

"There was a bit of an accident. Evan said, "The dinner hasn't started yet, has it?"

"Not yet, the sorting ceremony has just ended. ”

"What does that hat say?"

"Much like before, it advises us to unite and face our enemies together. ”

"Dumbledore didn't mention Voldemort, did he?" Harry interjected.

He grabbed a spoon and squinted at the distorted face reflected on it.

"No, but he always doesn't speak until after the banquet. ”

Ron was also staring at that face, and said with some uncertainty, "Dude, you look like you've been beaten?"

"Hmm. Harry muttered, touching his face with his hand, "How does my nose look?"

"It's normal. Hermione said worriedly, her gaze shifting from Evan to Harry because of Ron's reminder, "But, Harry, what's wrong with your nose? What the hell happened to you two and why didn't you catch the carriage, it really scared the hell out of us!"

"I'll tell you later. Harry said briefly.

A lot of people around were staring at them, and he didn't want to talk about it.

Not to mention, it was such a humiliating thing, and he wished they had all thought he had done something very brave, preferably against two Death Eaters and a Dementor. Of course, Malfoy would have told the story to everyone, but maybe it wouldn't reach the ears of too many Gryffindors.

"But ......," Hermione said.

"I'll talk about it later, the food is coming up. "Look, they've got food for Elaine too. ”

There's an area where everything is labeled for vampires, and it's all made with blood.

"This year, three clansmen enrolled, and my uncle called on them to send their school-age children to Hogwarts, and all three were sorted into Slytherin. Elaine said, picking up the cup and taking a sip of the red liquid inside, "Why does this thing taste so weird, it doesn't seem to be dragon's blood......"