Hogwarts Shippuden

After Professor Snape walked away, Kyle approached the three again.

"Professor Snape's first love was murdered by an old man..."

Voldemort was born in 1926.

He was in his fifties when he killed Harry's mother and Snape's first love, Lily, in 1981.

So, there is nothing wrong with saying that Voldemort is an old man.

Hermione covered her mouth in shock.

"Snape used to be a lively and cheerful boy, but he's been like that since that incident." This sentence was nonsense from Kyle.

Even if Lily hadn't been murdered, Snape looked like someone else owed him a million Galleons.

Kyle stared at both Harry and Ron.

"Because of that incident, Professor Snape hates men, and the relationship between Gryffindor and Slytherin..."

Snape is the Head of Slytherin House.

And between Slytherin and Gryffindor, since the establishment of Hogwarts thousands of years ago, they have been old enemies.

Kyle folded his arms and said, "If you don't want to die horribly in Potions class, just wear women's clothes."

At this moment, there was a noisy flapping of wings above their heads, and a dozen owls suddenly flew into the restaurant.

These owls fly around the dining table until they find their respective owners, tossing letters or packages into their laps.

Harry's owl, Hedwig, fluttered between the jam tray and the sugar bowl, and placed a note on Harry's plate.

Kyle also received a note of the same paragraph from a dozen seven.

The writing on the note was very scribbled and frantic, but Kyle barely made out what was written on it.

Hagrid invited them to have tea with him on Friday afternoon.

After Kyle took out a quill and replied casually on the back of the note, he took the note away.

Harry did much the same.

After replying to Hagrid, Kyle looked back at both Harry and Ron.

"How about you, do you want to consider my proposal?"

Ron shook his head frantically, "It's impossible to wear women's clothes, it's impossible to wear women's clothes in this life."

Well, what a pity.

If Ron was dressed as a woman, he was more likely to be beaten to death by Snape in Potions class.

Kyle looked at Harry, "Harry, how about you?"

Harry thought of the look Professor Snape gave him at the opening dinner, and he could sense that Professor Snape didn't like him.

So instead of rejecting as decisively as Ron did, Harry hesitated.

Kyle's words sounded like a demon's whisper in Harry's ears again.

"You don't want to be embarrassed by Professor Snape, do you? There are many senior students who are embarrassed by Snape and cry!"

Harry thought of how he was so embarrassed by Snape in Potions class that he cried, and then laughed at by the three of them Draco...

He shook his head fiercely, expelling the image in his mind, and then looked firmly at Kyle.

"how should I do?"

Kyle opened the ninja bag at his waist, which contained the disguising tools he used to go in and out of the Three Broomsticks.

"You finish your meal first, and I'll help you make up. Don't worry, there's still time."

...

Potions class was held in a basement classroom, which was colder than the main castle building above.

Glass jars are placed along the wall, and the stuffed taxidermy inside is even more shivering.

Miss Halle was fidgeting beside Little Beaver, always feeling that all the students around her were looking at him strangely.

In fact, Kyle's makeup skills are so high-end that no one even notices that he's Harry.

In addition to the disguise of the face, Kyle also used transfiguration to turn Harry's originally short hair into shoulder-length hair.

Then dyed it the same red hair color as his mother.

Moreover, eleven-year-old boys have just entered the developmental period, and the Adam's apple is not very obvious at all.

Coupled with the wizard robes of the little wizards, the division between men's and women's is not so obvious...

Therefore, except for the few people who witnessed the whole process of Harry's disguise as Harry, it was impossible for others to recognize that this little red-haired loli was the famous classmate of the savior.

Harry's worry was just an illusion.

Beside him, Ron swallowed his saliva without a trace, looking at the little Halle loli with red lips and white teeth.

If only Harry really was Harry.

Thinking of this, Ron suddenly wanted to slap himself.

What the hell is he thinking about?

The door of the basement was pushed open with a bang, and a large bat flew in with its wings.

"It's not allowed to wave wands or chanting spells randomly in my class."

Severus Snape strode toward the podium without even looking at the little wizard under the podium.

"You are here to learn the precise science and rigorous craftsmanship of this potion preparation."

Snape said as he picked up the roll.

"Since there's no silly wand waving here, many of you won't believe it's magic..."

When his eyes touched the Gryffindor students, the roll call in Snape's hand slammed to the ground.

The current Harley is exactly the same as her mother Lily when she was a child.

This is also thanks to the memory picture that Dumbledore showed to Kyle before, Kyle was able to do such a restoration.

Ron caught Snape's gaze and looked at Harry next to him in surprise.

Is what Kyle said true?

Does Harry Dressing as Harry Really Work?

Snape quickly realized his gaffe and hurriedly picked up the roll call on the ground.

"I don't count on you..." Snape's gaze drifted in the direction of Gryffindor, then averted his eyes in a little panic.

"To really understand that..."

Snape suddenly found himself at a loss for words, and he couldn't control his gaze to Harry.

"...I can really appreciate the cauldron that is simmering slowly...white smoke...the fragrance is wafting out..."

Can't go on!

Snape threw the roll call onto the table in a somewhat self-sacrificing manner and began to roll the call.

When Harry's name was called, Snape took a deep breath and pronounced Harry's name with a trembling tone.

"Harry Potter!"

Harry responded weakly.

On the Slytherin side, Draco Malfoy turned his head in shock, is this Harry?

Looking at Harry's appearance, an invisible red cloud floated over Draco's pale cheeks.

He turned his head awkwardly and stopped looking at Harry.

The two Crabbe and Goyle next to him laughed outrageously because the fact that Harry became Harry was too shocking.

The two throat-blocking tongues instantly stuck on their faces.

Crabbe and Goyle turned their heads and saw the murderous look in Snape's wand holding.

"Potter!" said Snape suddenly. "What would I get if I added powdered narcissus root to a wormwood infusion?"

What grass root powder goes into what solution?

Harry glanced at Ron, who, like him, was stunned.

Hermione's arms were raised high in the air.

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

"Honest, Gryffindor points." Snape's tone was softer than ever.

Ron, Hermione: ? ? ?

Draco, Crabbe, Goyle: ? ? ?

Other Gryffindor and Slytherin students: ? ? ?

Snape, realizing that he had said the wrong thing, turned his death stare in annoyance at every little wizard who gave him a strange look.

Potions class continued, and although Snape treated Harry kindly, the lion cubs' situation did not improve.

Snape divided them into pairs and instructed them to mix and concoct a simple potion for scabies.

Old Bat dragged his long black cloak around the classroom, watching the little wizards weigh dry nettles and smash the fangs of snakes.

Almost all of the students had been criticized, except for a certain Miss Halle who was disguised as a woman.

Just as Snape was standing beside Harry, carefully instructing the flattered Harry to cook the tentacled slug, a thick, acidic green smoke suddenly erupted from the basement room, and there was a loud hissing sound.

Neville somehow burned Seamus' cauldron into a crooked piece.

The potion spilled on the slate floor, burning holes in the shoes of the classmates.

Within seconds, the entire class was on the stools.

Neville was soaked in the potion when the pot was overturned.

At this time, there were red and swollen scabies all over his arms and legs, and he was screaming in pain.

"Idiot!" Snape growled, wielding his wand and sweeping away the potion on the ground.

"I think you probably put the porcupine quill in without taking the pot off the fire, didn't you?"

Neville burst into tears, and scabies suddenly appeared on his nose.

"Send him to the ward in the hospital upstairs," Snape snapped at Seamus.

Then Snape turned to Harry and said softly, "Harry, aren't you hurt?"