Section I

"Look, that's Harry? Potter? ”

"No, I'm supposed to be his brother, you know, Harry Potter wears glasses."

……

Sauron walked alone in the corridors of the castle, oblivious to the pointing and whispering of the students around him. After the events of that night, the Slytherin students' attitudes towards Sauron hadn't changed much, but Sauron could feel that they were even more afraid of him. The students of the other houses were more curious about Sauron, in fact, many students didn't know about Sauron's existence until yesterday.

The qiē in Hogwarts seems magical, at least for the new first-year students, even though they are often in a bad mood by the strange, moving stairs and doors. The mischievous ghosts, Peeves, the grumpy, trouble-seeking Keeper Filch and his skinny cat named "Lady Loris", became a nightmare for freshmen, and in fact, for the vast majority of Hogwarts students.

The exception was Sauron, who had spent a lot of time looking at the Hogwarts classrooms in the Slytherin common room, so he wasn't worried about getting lost, and Peeves looked a little scared of Sauron, while Filch showed a rare tolerance for the usually polite and well-behaved Sauron.

The teaching arrangement of Hogwarts is undoubtedly very reasonable, and according to the situation of first-year students, various courses are opened, and various basic knowledge is taught to new students in an orderly manner, so that they can have a full and rational understanding of the world of magic. But for Sauron, it was very boring and boring. Of course, Sauron was still punctual in class, and he was on good track in class. Professor McGonagall for Transfiguration, Quirrell for Defense Against the Dark Arts, Professor Sprout for Herbology, and Flitwick for Charms all praised Sauron. There are two exceptions, Professor Binns, who teaches the history of magic, and Professor Snape, the dean of Slytherin House.

Sauron received more than thirty points from several professors in his first week of classes, but Sauron did not receive a single point from Professor Snape, who had always favored his own house. In fact, in their first Potions class, both the Slytherin and Gryffindor students sensed that Professor Snape and Sauron were not on good terms.

Potions class was held in an underground classroom, which was cold and gloomy, with glass jars lining the walls and soaking in taxidermy animals that made the freshmen shiver. Sauron looked at the classroom, as if he had returned to the basement room of his old mansion on Oak Road.

Snape picked up the roster as soon as he started class, and his voice increased when he called Sauron's name, and he stopped when he called Harry.

"Oh yes," he whispered, "Harry Potter, this is our new arrival—the famous one." ”

Draco and his two little bodyguards let out a sneering laugh, but their faces turned pale when Sauron glanced at them - Draco stifled his laughter, looking a little pained.

When Snape finished the roll call, he looked up at the class, his eyes as black as Hagrid's, but without Hagrid's warmth. His eyes are cold and hollow, reminding you of two tunnels in total darkness.

"You've come here to learn the precise science and rigors of this potion configuration." He spoke, almost a little louder than a whisper, but everyone could hear every word he said. Like Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape has the deterrent power to keep the classroom in order effortlessly. "Since there is no stupid waving of a wand here, many of you will not believe that it is magic. I don't expect you to really grasp the beauty of the simmering cauldron that smoking, the fragrance wafting out of it, you won't know the liquid that flows into people's veins, the thrilling, disorienting magic that I can teach you how to increase your prestige, brew honor, and even stop death--- but one thing has to be that you are not the kind of fools I often encounter. (I really liked this passage, so I copied it.) ）

After he finished his opening remarks, the class fell silent. Sauron noticed that Harry had been staring at him, Hermione. Granger almost moved to the edge of his chair and leaned forward, seemingly eager to prove that he wasn't a fool. Sauron smiled at Harry, then turned his head to stare at the cauldron on the table.

"Harry Potter!" Snape suddenly said, "What do I get if I add daffodil root powder to wormwood infusion?" ”

Harry stood up, his face full of confusion, he glanced at Ron beside him, and Ron was also dazed; Hermione's arms were raised high into the air; Sauron sighed helplessly.

"I don't know, sir." Harry said.

Snape pursed his lips dismissively.

"Tut-tut--it seems that fame doesn't mean a thing."

Sauron saw Harry's embarrassed face, and Snape deliberately ignored Hermione's raised arm. Sauron raised an eyebrow and gave Snape a cold look.

"Let's try again. Potter, if I ask you to find me a piece of bezoar, where do you go back to find it? ”

Harry was now embarrassed to death, but he did not know anything about Snape's problem, when a voice came from nowhere—"It can be found in the stomach of a cow." ”

Harry was a little surprised, he couldn't imagine that someone would tell him an answer in front of Snape, but Snape still stared at him, with no expression on his face other than mockery, such as anger.

"It can be found in the stomach of a cow, sir." Harry said.

"Hmm," Snape looked slightly surprised, and then he continued; "Then what is the difference between scapular aconitum and wolf venom aconitum?"

Or that mysterious voice -- "They're all aconitum." ”

Harry didn't hesitate, "They're all aconitum, sir. ”

Snape's face was ugly, he gave Harry a vicious look, and then, as if realizing something, turned to stare at Sauron, "What did you do, Mr. Sauron?" There was anger in his tone. This surprised the Slytherins, who would not speak in such a tone even if Snape hated a student.

Sauron turned his head, but didn't stand up, he stared at Snape coldly, "I don't think you have proof, do you." Professor Snape. ”

The two of them were at a stalemate with each other, and neither of them gave in to each other. The students all looked at the two of them, and the classroom was silent. After a long time, Snape snorted, turned to Potter and said, "It seems that you didn't do a detailed preview of the textbook, Gryffindor deducted a point" in a cold tone, and then said loudly to the other students, "Why don't you write it all down?" ”

As the Potions class continued, Snape divided the two of them into groups, leaving Sauron alone. Snape instructed them to mix up a simple potion for scabies, then said to Sauron, "Come out with me, Sauron." ”

Sauron didn't speak, and went straight to the hallway outside the classroom with Snape.

Snape pulled out his wand and waved his hand to cast a one-way soundproofing spell around them, then he turned and stared coldly at Sauron.

"What's the matter with calling me out, Snape, I think I need time to make a scabies potion."

Snape didn't answer immediately, and after a while he said in a deep voice, "It's hard to believe that you've succeeded." ”

"Don't sue me, you called me out just to say this." Sauron's face was expressionless, "If nothing else, I'm going back, Professor." ”

"I don't know what you want to do, but you give me a reminder to stay away from Harry." Snape said, hatred written in his eyes.

"I don't think it's about you, Snape, Harry is my brother, I'm his family." Sauron's tone became cold and angry, "Besides, you can't stop me. ”

"You're going to lead him into the dark, I won't allow it, don't think I don't know what you just did, what is the difference between you and Voldemort!" Snape paused, he had just uttered the name.

"Oh my God......" A noise and panicked shouts from students in the classroom interrupted Sauron's conversation with Snape. Snape hurried into the classroom, Sauron following him.

Neville somehow burned Seamus's cauldron into a crooked piece, and the potion spilled on the stone floor, burning holes in the students' shoes. Within seconds, the class was standing on the stool, and after being knocked over, Neville was drenched in potions, and his arms and legs were covered in red and swollen scabies, and he was screaming in pain.

"Idiot!" Snape roared, waving his wand and sweeping the potion away from the ground.

"Send him to the hospital room above." Snape snapped at Seamus. He then circled around Harry and Ron, who were right next to Neville.

"Harry Potter, why didn't you tell him not to add porcupine thorns? Do you think he's going wrong and showing you? Gryffindor lost another point because of you. ”

Harry was about to defend himself when he was treated unfairly, but Sauron said, "I don't think it's anything to do with Harry, is it?" ”

"Humph!" Snape glared at Sauron fiercely, then turned to the other students and said, "What are you still standing there doing, continuing to make potions. ”

An hour later, they climbed up the stairs out of the basement classroom, Harry looking depressed, and Sauron walking ahead of him, not saying a word. Harry looked at Sauron and opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

"What do you want to say?" Sauron said, but didn't look at Harry.

"Well, when Snape asked me a question just now, did you tell me the answer again?" Harry asked cautiously, sensing that Sauron didn't seem to be in a good mood right now.

"Yes." Sauron still didn't look back, his voice cold, which kept Harry from talking, though he wondered how Sauron had told him the answer; Ron looked at the twins with some concern.

After a moment of silence, Harry said cautiously, "Sauron......"

Sauron stood coldly, Harry almost bumped into him, Sauron turned to look at Harry, "If you want to ask me why I went to Slytherin, you're going to be disappointed." Some cold eyes made Harry feel that the person in front of him was strange.

Ron opened his mouth, Sauron glanced at him, Ron swallowed and didn't speak.

"Well, Sauron, um- I want to say, do you want to go to Hagrid with you?" Harry said weakly, a faint look of hope in his eyes.

Sauron's face softened slightly, and he wanted to refuse, but nodded anyway.

They left the castle and walked through the fields to Hagrid's cabin on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

……

Coming out of Hagrid's hut, it was almost time for dinner. Sauron's attitude was no longer as cold as it had been in the afternoon, much to Harry's pleasure, even though he felt that he had a lot more to think about after an afternoon of tea with Hagrid than he had to think about during class these days.

"Sauron, have you seen Hagrid before, before you came to Hogwarts?" Harry asked, and Harry remembered that Hagrid's expression was unnatural when he saw Sauron.

"Well," said Sauron, "if you don't want to eat it, throw those crust cakes away." ”

Harry looked at Ron, and the two of them pulled the bread out of their pockets and threw it away.

"Harry, what do you think Hagrid is in that little bag from Gringotts?" Ron said.

"I don't know, I mean, Hagrid looked mysterious." Harry said, "I guess he doesn't want us to know." ”

"I don't want you to know either." "This is not your concern," said Sauron, "do not indulge your curiosity. ”

"Oh-" Harry and Ron said honestly, but their expressions betrayed them.

Sauron frowned and didn't say anything.

After dinner, Sauron returned to the Slytherin common room. He sat quietly on the couch closest to the fireplace, watching the flames in the fireplace. The rest of the Slytherins in the common room consciously kept their distance from Sauron, and no one bothered him. Although Ibpicos and the other four did not disclose what had happened on the night of the first day of school, it was clear that they had reminded or admonished the Slytherins on a certain course.

Sauron was a little upset now, he was angry at Snape's actions in Potions class today, but when he calmed down, the words Snape had spoken when he was arguing with him kept lingering in his ears. Sauron suddenly realized that he had thought a little more simply when it came to getting along with Harry. The experience of the previous life and the eleven years of life had made Sauron fierce and ruthless, both to others and to himself. As he grew stronger, his personality became darker and darker - in fact, Sauron knew that he was anything but a good man, and as many people say, he was a very powerful dark wizard - just like the Dark Lord of his day. Unlike himself, his younger brother Harry was a child in the truest sense of the word, and though fate had set him apart, he was still like most children at his age - naïve, ignorant, and full of curiosity about the unknown. In Potions class, Sauron didn't think there was anything wrong with telling Harry the way he did, because he was used to thinking and acting the way of a dark wizard, and it wasn't until he argued with Snape that he realized what what he was doing meant to most ordinary wizards - perhaps Snape was right, and if he continued like this, he would probably have a bad influence on Harry.

Sauron was still sitting on the couch thinking, and after a while, Sauron heard Malfoy's voice, he was talking to two of his bodyguards, and let out a sneer. Sauron turned his head to look at Malfoy, who pondered for a moment, then stood up - Malfoy noticed Sauron as well, his face turning a little pale, but still calm.

"Hello, Mr. Sauron." Malfoy sent Crabbe and Goyle away, walked over to Sauron, and bowed slightly, "Is there anything wrong with you?" ”

Sauron looked at Malfoy, smiling, and when he straightened up, Sauron said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"You're so kind, Draco, I do need your help with something—about my brother, Harry."

ps: I'm sorry, I'm too busy today, and I'm a little drunk, and I have a headache, so I can't write anymore. Today's transmission is a little less.,And there's no passionate plot.,The rest of this chapter will be made up as much as possible.。

I wish you all a happy and prosperous New Year again!!

CCTV Spring Festival Gala is really boring,?