Coming out of the Blotted bookstore, Hannah pointed to the open space at the door and said regretfully.

"If you had arrived a few days earlier, you would have met Professor Lockhart, who was here for a book signing, and many of our classmates had signed the professor's autograph.

Professor Lockhart seems to be much more reliable, and I've been reading his books for the past few days, and I'm sure I'll learn a lot of useful things from this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts class. ”

Hannah said, and Gretel nodded in agreement, not choosing to break the little witch's illusion before school started.

His face was not full of regret, but full of joy.

Then the little witch said that during the days of the signing, the Weasleys took Harry to Diagon Alley to buy textbooks.

Mr. Arthur Weasley didn't know why he had a big fight with Lucius Malfoy, and both of them were put on the spot.

For the past few days, the wizards in the tavern had been drinking with it for days.

Hearing this, Gretel's face was filled with a little regret.

He remembered that in the original world line, Lucius took this opportunity to mix the notebook horcrux into Ginny Weasley's textbook.

Missing the battle between Arthur Weasley and Lucius Malfoy missed the easiest opportunity to get the notebook.

If he had been there, he would have found a way to add fuel to the fire, so he could get his hands on the notebook while he was messing around.

He had no other idea than to ask the young Professor Tom for advice.

Maybe it will make it easier for him to absorb the intellectual legacy that Professor Tom has left him.

Now that he missed this opportunity, it wouldn't be easy for him to get the notebook out of Ginny Weasley's again.

Glitter felt that he had to speed up, at least to get his notebook in his hands before the events in the Chamber of Secrets began.

In this way, the whole thing can be nipped in the bud, otherwise once Ginny is controlled and the basilisk is released, there will definitely be casualties.

If there were any casualties at Hogwarts, Dumbledore would have investigated the matter to the end.

——

Back at the bar, Gretel didn't expect to receive an unexpected letter.

My dear student Gretel,

I'm glad you're back in the UK, I thought you were scared of your teacher and I was going to transfer to the Americas.

I don't know how you're doing, how much have you studied what I left you, and how many problems have you encountered?

If you need my guidance, you're welcome, you can bring your questions with me and send me to invite your servants back with you.

I've got them ready for you here.

Also, can you tell your teacher why the two faithful servants I sent to America to invite you have not yet returned?

Your teacher, Tom.

Professor Tom was really cautious, and here Gretel had just finished reading the letter and didn't put it down.

The letter spontaneously combusted, and soon became a pile of fly ash.

Gretel felt funny in his heart, it seemed that Mr. Tom was not full of trust in himself as he said.

It was obviously because he was afraid that Gretel would sell him, so he sent a confidential letter.

Hannah was still looking at Gretel with a curious expression, but after seeing the letter in Gretel's hand spontaneously combusting, she decisively looked away.

She didn't want Gretel to think she was probing into his secrets.

"Hannah, do you have owl messengers here that you can rent?

I need to send a letter to Hogwarts to see if it's possible to check in early. ”

——

Gretel never expected that it would be Snape, an old bat, who came to pick him up.

And the first time he saw him, Snape gave him a big surprise.

Snape snuffed out, his tone full of impatience.

"I hope that savage land in the Americas doesn't rust your brain, and if you can't answer my question, you can take the train back to Hogwarts by yourself.

I ask you, there are several ways to make potions. ”

"Professor, seven, decoction, brewing, maceration, ointment, dressing, tincture, and lotion."

"What materials do you need for beauty potion?"

"There are two stages of beauty potion, the first of which requires fairy wings and morning dewdrops.

The second stage requires ginger, kale, roses, and unicorn tail hairs. ”

……

At the moment Snape appeared, Hannah sat there motionless as if she had been frightened.

She didn't recover until Gretel was taken out of the tavern by Snape.

After the two of them walked for more than ten minutes, they poured several mouthfuls of brandy to be delivered to the guests' tables, and then let out a long breath like the rest of their lives.

"Uncle Tom, see, Gretel is so handsome, and Professor Snape is so strict, he got it all right."

Hannah's tone was excited, she had known that Gretel was excellent, but she didn't expect him to be so knowledgeable.

Professor Snape had asked all the questions she had asked after the potions, questions she had never even heard of, and Gretel was able to answer them fluently.

Judging from the professor's expression, Gretel's answer was clearly approved by him.

She even saw a smile on the face of Professor Snape, who was known as the demon, Merlin, this is incredible.

Hannah couldn't wait for school to start now, she couldn't hold back the secret that Snape could actually laugh when she was teaching others science.

Wandering with Gretel's apparition to the vicinity of Hogwarts, the two stopped.

"It seems that you have not wasted your three months in the Americas, but I don't think it is worthy of praise, so I put away the ostentatious expression on your face.

In my opinion, if three months can make you forget what you have learned, then you should give up Potions as soon as possible. ”

Glitter didn't bother to pay attention to this dead tsundere, just silently lowered his head and rolled his eyes.

No one is stupid, can you still not see the corners of your mouth that you just curled?

However, Glitter didn't expect Snape's praise, and he didn't care about Snape's poisonous tongue instinct that had been carved into his bones.

After a school year, he has long been accustomed to this kind of verbal blow that exists all the time.

Instead, he was grateful that Snape would take over the task of escorting him back to school.

You know, the time of any Potions Master is incomparably precious, and being able to put down his potions to pick him up is enough in itself to show favor.

After all, at first he thought it would be Professor Flitwick coming.

There is no way, who makes his dean the most idle, in the whole of Hogwarts, only he has time to receive the little wizards who are in a bad mood every day and listen to them pour out their sorrows.

By the way, let the little cakes dance to make them happy.

"Next up is the Hogwarts range, there is no way to use apparition here, you can go back with me on a broomstick.

Don't say you can't ride a broomstick, I inquired, your flying lessons are not bad.

And Rolanda Hodge said at the regular teacher's meeting that your talent is good, but you are a little lazy and unwilling to perform.

If you have to say you don't know how to ride, then run from here to Hogwarts, I won't take you. ”

In order to pick him up, Snape was prepared, and even prepared two broomsticks.

It seems that it is not the crappy broom used in flying lessons.

Although it still looks a little old, at least, the tail hair of the two brooms is still intact.

However, instead of taking the broom from him, Glitter smiled and pulled out his wand.

In Snape's shocked eyes, Gretel soared into the sky, leaving only Snape with a back that was fading away.

Snape was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he kicked his feet and quickly caught up.

When Hogwarts Castle could be seen from afar, Snape motioned for Glitter to fall to the ground.

"Mike Gretel, if I were you, I wouldn't play my flying charm in front of anyone, that's a piece of advice."

Without further explanation, he just dragged the other broom out again and threw it in front of Gretel.

As one of the Dark Lord's ever most trusted servants, he knew more than most Death Eaters.

From Gretel's flying charm, he could see the man.

Although he has abandoned the darkness and turned to the light, this does not mean that he has abandoned everything in the past.

He knew what the Dark Lord looked like in the eyes of others.

He wasn't the only one who had seen the Dark Lord's flying spell.

If anyone else had seen Glitter fly, even if only one person had thought of the Dark Lord, Gret's future would be filled with darkness.

British wizards are like this, they dare not deal with the Dark Lord, and they can even grovel in front of the Dark Lord without dignity.

However, if there is someone who bears some resemblance to the Dark Lord and they are capable enough.

They certainly don't mind giving that person some eye drops and a little stumbling.

Leave it aside, just Dumbledore, the de facto master of Hogwarts.

If he had seen Gretel's flying spell, he wouldn't necessarily do anything, but he would have kept Greet on watch.

It's better not to have this kind of thing happen.

He trusted Dumbledore, but that didn't mean he completely identified with Dumbledore, or even if it weren't for the Dark Lord out there.

He had long wanted to protest to Dumbledore.

Many of Dumbledore's practices, he disagreed with in his heart.

Especially the hellish messianic training program.

Gretel didn't know that Snape had so much to say, but there was no doubt that Snape never hurt him.

"Okay, Professor."

Gretel didn't say anything else, honestly picked up the broomstick, and followed Snape to Hogwarts slowly.

——

Headmaster's Office of Hogwarts.

"Welcome back to Hogwarts, Mr. Gretel."

Professor McGonagall remained the same, serious and kind.

Professor Sprout still had the same smile on his face.

However, judging from the thinner cheeks, the living conditions in the ancient jungle this holiday should not be so good.

However, her eyes were full of joy, and she should have gained a lot.

Plus Snape, who had just returned with him, and three of the deans of the four major colleges came.

The only one they didn't see was Professor Flitwick of Ravenclaw.

Seeing that no one would pay attention to him after welcoming him, he planned to go back to his dormitory.

Who would have thought that as soon as he left, the door of the office opened suddenly.

Professor Flitwick walked in drunkenly.

Dumbledore came in with an equally drunken Dumbledore.

Snape spoke in pity.

"Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, so you mean to go to the tavern to find Filius Flitwick, to go with him to the drinking party?"

Dumbledore's face turned red, "It's rare to come across the ten-pillar rolling wood ball game, we watched it for a while, just for a while."

Severus, you should have come too, you don't know the angle of the goal, it's fantastic, if I were a decade or so, I would have chosen to play. ”

It was fine not to speak, but as soon as she spoke, Professor McGonagall's face darkened.

"Mr. Gretel, you can go back to the Ravenclaw Tower first, and the house-elves will bring you food later, and if you need anything else, you can ask them."

Ignoring Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick's pleas, Gretel quickly fled the office.

Before the door could be shut, Professor McGonagall's anger erupted.

"Last semester there was such a big incident as the mysterious man infiltrating Hogwarts, didn't you learn a lesson?

Now that it's the beginning of the school season again, aren't you worried about anything dangerous happening?

If any of the little wizards are hurt because of our slackness, how can we explain to our parents?

And, Albus, have you forgotten that the school board will impeach you? ”

Ravenclaw Tower.

The eagle ring, which had been deserted for three months, finally ushered in a living person, and the door knocker, which had always been cold, turned out to be rare.

After asking Gretel several questions in a row, he reluctantly opened the door to the common room.

The first time he saw Sebas, Gretel almost didn't recognize him.

If it weren't for the birdcage engraved with the name, he couldn't believe that the fat bird in front of him was actually a raven known for its intelligence.

After not seeing Sebas for three months, Gretel discovered that he had at least doubled his weight under the feeding of house-elves.

I can't see the majesty and vigor of being a raven at all, and I live like a waste bird waiting to die.

Knocking on the cage, Sebas reluctantly glanced half-open, then turned around and fell back into sleep.

When he left, Professor Flitwick reassured him that the school would arrange for someone to take care of his raven.

Knowing this, he followed Terry's suggestion and sent Sebas to a part-time job at the letter delivery center.

I had to deliver letters every day as a public postman, but at least it wouldn't be what it is now.

Glitter wondered if Sebas, who was now a postman, would be roasted by some hungry people as a delicacy from heaven.

After all, it's now stocky like a roast chicken more like a raven.

"Lose weight, you have to lose weight, Sebas, for your health, halve the rations from today, and from tomorrow, send me a letter."

Glitter said viciously.