Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 154 Snape: It’s over! Are you here to torture me?! (8000 words)
Seeing Vivi walk into the common room, the dozen or so Slytherin students stood up in unison.

There was a hint of amusement in Vivi's eyes. She just glanced at these Slytherin students and walked towards the dormitory on her own.

"Stop, Grindelwald." the girl in the lead shouted.

It was Sylvia Melville, a seventh-year Slytherin student.

"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?" Weiwei asked softly.

She reached out her hand to push her hair back, deliberately putting on the attitude of a naive female academic.

"You should know," Sylvia said seriously, "Slytherin students are not allowed to eat at the long tables of other houses. You are too close to Gryffindor, Grindelwald."

"I didn't know there was such a rule in school." Vivi pursed her lips and said softly.

Seeing Vivi's expression, Sylvia and the others became more and more certain that the "Grindelwald" in front of them must have nothing to do with the Grindelwald on the European continent.

In fact, they also sent a letter to their family, and after inquiring from many sources, they confirmed that the Grindelwald family did not have a descendant named "Vlatia" - in fact, the Grindelwald family had no descendants.

"Then we should teach you this rule, Grindelwald." Sylvia snorted, "Remember, you are bringing shame to Slytherin, Grindelwald. You even have a good chat with the Mudbloods of Gryffindor... Do you still have a bit of pride in being a pure-blood?"

"Oh." Weiwei just said "oh", she tilted her head and asked Sylvia: "Is there anything else?"

"You are a little arrogant, Grindelwald!" said Byron Miller loudly.

Weiwei smiled and looked at him and asked, "Arrogant? I don't think so. I just think I should have the freedom to make friends. What do you think?"

"You are a Slytherin. I don't need to remind you of this." Sylvia stopped Byron. "Everything you say and do represents Slytherin House. I don't want to see you hanging out with those Mudbloods!"

"This is my freedom." Vivi timidly held the book in her arms and took a step back.

Diana Blige, a classmate, walked up and reached out to grab the book from Vivi's arms.

"History of Industrial Technology?"

Diana frowned, opened the book, and after a while, threw it aside with disgust.

"You are truly depraved, Grindelwald, for reading books written by Muggles."

"This has nothing to do with you, miss." Vivi said with her head down.

"But what happens next has something to do with me." Diana took out her wand and pointed it at Vivi. "It seems that you really should be taught a lesson. Not only do you get close to Mudbloods, but you even read books by Muggles. Your existence is a shame to Slytherin."

"Rectumsepra!" she chanted.

As a result, the spell hit Vivi, but was bounced back.

Diana opened her mouth and muttered, "Asshole, what have you done to me!"

Seeing Diana's spell rebounded, Sylvia sneered: "You should practice your spell skills, Diana. You can't even deal with a transfer student..."

After saying that, she signaled the people around her to take action.

"Is this what you think is the glory of pure blood?" Vivi's voice was very soft: "Tell me, Sylvia Melville, is this the quality you think Slytherin should have? Don't you think that you are really..."

Sylvia raised her head and met Vivi's contemptuous eyes.

"What's that look in your eyes?" Sylvia was angry. "How dare you look at me like that..."

"I'm sorry, Miss Melville." Vivi interrupted Sylvia, "I don't look at you like this, I look at all of you like this - if I may be frank, you are all garbage."

As soon as he finished speaking, the angry Byron cast a purple spell.

"Is that all?" A flash of light flashed in front of Vivi, blocking Byron's spell. Then she raised her hand and pointed at Byron: "Avada Kedavra!"

A dark green spell flew out and hit Byron at lightning speed.

Upon hearing the spell, someone immediately sneaked out and prepared to report to the head of the school, Professor Severus Snape.

This conflict has obviously escalated, and we must invite the professor to come...

Byron only felt a chill rushing from his tailbone to the top of his head.

No, who the hell is this person?
We just want to teach you a lesson? Why are you raising your hand Avada Kedavra?

It’s okay if you want to take my life, but where is your magic wand?

Your wand is so big, where is it?
Before he could finish his thoughts, he felt the person next to him suddenly raise his wand towards him.

"Damn it! Titus!" Byron cursed fiercely, "What are you doing? Don't point your wand at me! Damn it!"

However, Titus didn't give him a chance to think, and raised his hand to cast a red spell.

Byron rolled to the side and thus avoided being hit by the curse.

Not only Byron, Sylvia and others also found that the people around them suddenly rebelled and began to kill each other with spells.

But they couldn't stop it. No matter what they said, the other party was like possessed and was not moved at all.

At this time, Vivi was already sitting on a chair in the common room, watching the Slytherin students killing each other leisurely.

Next to her stood Miss Farley, who looked worried and seemed to be hesitant to speak several times.

"Miss Grindelwald, if you use the Unforgivable Curse in school, you will be sent to Azkaban." Miss Farley said worriedly.

Weiwei was still sitting in the obedient lady's posture with her hands folded on her legs. When she heard what Miss Farley said, she just smiled and said, "It's not the Imperius Curse. You are a little too worried, Miss Farley."

"Then...what are they doing?" Miss Farley still couldn't believe it.

"It's just a group confusion spell." Weiwei said softly, "It's just some advanced understanding of the confusion spell. If you can study the confusion spell more deeply, you may have the opportunity to come into contact with this level of knowledge."

"Oh...oh." Miss Farley nodded like a goose.

No, this is a confusion spell?

She was still screaming like a groundhog in her heart, but she had to keep a calm look on her face.

Oh my god, the Confusion Spell...

Or was it a momentary mass confusion spell...

I think you are not Grindelwald, you should be Grindelwald's sister! Miss Farley complained fiercely in her heart.

It should be said that she did guess it right by accident.

"But, that killing curse just now..." Miss Farley asked with some concern.

"Oh, that's just another application of Lumos... Look." Vivi reached out and pulled out Miss Farley's wand, pointing it at the ceiling: "Lumos!"

A normal version of the light beam shot out from the tip of the wand and hit the ceiling.

"Look, it's like this... If you think of green, like this..."

As Vivi spoke, a faint green light emerged from the tip of Miss Farley's wand.

"Look." Weiwei whispered, "Isn't this like a spell? Now add that spell... Avada Kedavra!"

Miss Farley uttered a whine.

My dear sister...

You are using my magic wand now!

What if the professors use the Flashback Charm to find my wand? How am I going to explain it? How am I going to explain it!

Oh, sorry Professor, I just slipped and used that spell, I didn't mean to do it...

Do you think the professors will believe it?

"Try using the Flashback Charm," Vivi said at the right moment, and the light of the armor protection charm beside her flashed, and then a stunner came out of nowhere and hit the person who cast the spell.

Miss Farley took the wand hesitantly and cast the Flashback Charm with trembling hands.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

It is indeed fluorescent...

"My God, you are a genius," Miss Farley exclaimed sincerely.

Weiwei chuckled and said, "It's just some sweat. There's nothing to be proud of, Miss Farley—"

After saying that, she raised her head. The dispute over there had ended. A dozen students had bruised faces and noses. Some had boils on their faces, some had wide grins, and some were covered with acne, looking disgusting.

"It looks like it's over."

She chuckled and walked over to Sylvia, who was breathing heavily.

"I remember you just said that you wanted to teach me?" Weiwei asked gently, "It seems that our class is going well, but I'm not tired yet... maybe we should continue with today's class?"

Sylvia shook her head frantically. She was really scared of this scary transfer student.

No, ladies...

You are so powerful, why were you pretending to be a naive white flower in front of us just now?

She now understood that Miss Grindelwald was just trying to play the pig and eat the tiger, and she was pretending to be a little white flower just to lure them into the trap.

"Your last name is Melville, right?" Weiwei said softly, "This last name... I remember it. Do you know why your family can still maintain its glory and the so-called pure-blood pride?"

Sylvia shook her head rapidly.

"Your great-grandfather...ah, it should be your great-grandfather's grandfather, his name is Grandys Melville," Weiwei smiled and began to pack the weapons. "It was a snowy night in 1859. Your great-grandfather was poor and destitute, but he still had a good-looking face. Do you know how he finally restored the glory of your family?"

Sylvia thought of a possibility, but she shook her head repeatedly.

She couldn't believe that her great-grandfather would be that kind of...

"Oh, he hooked up with an old Muggle noblewoman, a certain duchess, and became her 'adopted son'. But he shamelessly hooked up with the duchess's daughter, and that's how your great-grandfather, Randall Melville, was born."

When stripping off the Melvilles' underwear, Vivi's eyes sparkled with excitement.

This was also one of her few hobbies at the time - she liked to collect some gossip and anecdotes.

Of course, I heard about the Melville family from my aunt.

The court loves to spread this kind of gossip, especially gossip about a duchess's family.

As we all know, the palace is where rumors from all directions converge.

However, she listened to it as a diversion at the time, but she never expected that she could use it at this time.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Sylvia was about to collapse. "My great-grandfather couldn't possibly..."

"Oh, really?" Weiwei said softly, "Why don't you ask his portrait when you go home? I think he will tell you the glorious deeds of his youth, Miss Melville... or Miss Half-Blood Mudblood?"

After saying that, she ignored Sylvia who had already collapsed and continued to look at the next person.

"Byron Miller, right?" Weiwei said with a smile, "Oh... I do remember your great-grandfather, Marcus Miller, right?"

Byron swallowed hard. To him, Vivi's smile was no different from the smile of a devil.

He stammered, "Could it be... Could it be that my great-grandfather also married an old Muggle lady?"

"Oh, that's not it," said Vivi regretfully. "If that's the case, it's better - he was hanging out with a big Muggle guy and was his pedophile."

Byron felt as if the sky had fallen when he heard this explosive news. He subconsciously jumped up and shouted, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! You are making up a story to deceive us! Oh my God, the evil Grindelwald..."

Weiwei smiled and said, "I am just telling you the facts. As for the truth, go home and ask about the portraits of your ancestors. As a pure-blood family, you don't even have portraits of your ancestors, do you?"

Byron choked.

"And you, Titus Meacham..." Vivi began to strip off the vests of the opponent's ancestors one by one, breaking the defense of each person accurately and equally.

Whose ancestors didn’t have some bad things? Even the Malfoys had proposed to the Muggle Queen.

The Slytherin students now lay on the ground, looking at the ceiling with a look of having lost hope in life.

Being crushed by someone in terms of magic is no big deal - but when someone digs up the deeds of your ancestors, with all the details, it's really hard to be on guard.

Fortunately, they finally waited for their savior.

"Miss Grindelwald?" Snape's voice came from the door. "What are you doing?"

He flew to Vivi like a big bat.

"I heard that you used the Unforgivable Curse in school?" Snape asked coldly.

"It's just a Confusion Charm, Professor." Vivi said calmly, "You can ask the prefect, Miss Farley."

Snape said nothing, turning his gaze to Farley.

Farley nodded and said, "Miss Grindelwald is telling the truth. She did not use the Unforgivable Curse..."

"You're lying!" Byron suddenly shouted, "You used the Unforgivable Curse on me..."

Vivi said nothing, raised her wand and a beam of green light hit Byron's body.

Snape quickly drew out his wand, but when he found that Byron was fine, he silently put the wand back in his hand.

"It should be said that you are like a toad sitting in a well, unable to see what the sky outside looks like."

Vivi waved her wand, a red chain lightning flashed, and more than a dozen magic wands flew into her hands.

Snape's pupils shrank.

Are the transfer students nowadays so amazing? !
"Come with me, Miss Grindelwald." Snape snorted and turned away.

Vivi threw the dozen wands into Miss Farley's arms.

"Keep it for them, Miss Farley." Vivi said softly, "I don't want anyone to take the wand before I come back... If you have figured out how to be a good Slytherin, then go to Miss Farley to get the wand - provided that your determination can impress her."

After saying that, she turned around and left the Slytherin common room, leaving these people staring at each other in bewilderment.

What to do?
Professor Snape walked in front and Vivi followed behind. She originally thought that Snape was going to take her to his office, but unexpectedly, Snape walked so fast that he took her all the way to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

"Sizzle honey!" he said to the gargoyles expressionlessly.

The gargoyles made way for two people to enter the principal's office.

Headmaster Dumbledore was teasing the phoenix Fawkes in the headmaster's office. After seeing Vivi coming in, Fawkes chirped and flapped his wings to Vivi's side.

"Fiona's at Harry's," she said.

Fox then shouted unhappily and stood back on the bird stand.

"Dumbledore!" Snape came to the headmaster's office and started to question him. He had a blank expression on his face and spoke in a greasy and sarcastic tone, "You should know the consequences of accepting a man named Grindelwald into the school - tonight! This transfer student of yours used the Avada Kedavra curse on a student... I really hope that your brain, which has been pickled in honey, can still think about what this means."

As a result, Dumbledore's next sentence left Snape stunned.

"Is it true? Senior Grindelwald?"

"Senior?" Snape's pupils shrank again and again, but as an excellent master of Occlumency, he controlled his facial expression very well.

"Yes, Miss Grindelwald entered Hogwarts in 1891 - but she was in the fifth year at the time." Phineas' voice rang out from the portrait frame. "Speaking of which, she is six years older than Albus... It's been a long time, Miss Grindelwald."

"Hello, Principal Black." Weiwei smiled reservedly, "Nice to meet you..."

"Well, stop being polite. I don't believe you'll be happy to see me!" Principal Black said angrily. "My God, even you have developed the habit of being glib!"

"I really wouldn't be happy to see you still alive, Principal Black." Vivi bowed politely.

Who knew that upon hearing this, Principal Black smiled and said, "Okay, I knew it... OK."

"Look." Dumbledore said at the right time: "Severus, sometimes people should really accept some new things and information... But I am more inclined to believe that the senior sister just used some harmless little spells to scare them, isn't it?"

"Yes, Professor." Weiwei nodded and said with a smile, "But it was indeed they who provoked me first, thinking that my closeness to the 'Mudbloods' was a smear on Slytherin."

"Expel her!" Phineas yelled at the portrait, but when Vivi looked at him, he quickly said, "I mean expel those Slytherin students! My God, they are really bringing shame to my beloved Slytherin House!"

"It is indeed wrong to think this way. Perhaps you are doing the right thing, Senior Grindelwald." Dumbledore took out a jar of fizzing honey candy. "Would you like some candy?"

"No, Professor," Weiwei sighed softly, "I heard that only those who cannot taste the sweetness of life will pursue the sweetness of taste so much..."

Dumbledore suddenly stopped laughing.

But he still smiled and said: "That's why we should be more positive and optimistic, right?"

"Yes," Vivi said softly. She glanced at Snape and began to change the subject: "Like the witch I once knew...or rather, my student, Lily Evans..."

Professor Snape was so bored that he wanted to turn around and leave, but when he heard this name, his face twitched twice and he decided not to leave.

"Do you know her?" Dumbledore asked knowingly.

Although I don't know what the senior means, there's nothing wrong with just going along with her.

"Of course I knew her, when I was still a portrait." Weiwei said sadly, "I still remember her. When she was fifteen years old, she came to the map chamber and met me... She confided many things to me, including a male classmate named Sifu."

Snape looked at Vivi expressionlessly, but his hands were clenched into fists so tightly that the joints on his fingers turned white from exerting too much force.

"Oh?"

Dumbledore's evil taste also came out. As long as the melon was not on him, he was happy to accompany the senior sister to put on a good show.

He looked at Snape, who had his ears perked up, with a playful look, then at Vivi: "Why don't you tell me their story? Ah... You should know that Lily is also my favorite student. She is really a very good girl."

"Yeah." Weiwei sighed, "I still remember when she first met me, her smile seemed to bring sunshine... I remember that the person she talked to me the most was Sif."

"Really? There is such a thing?" Dumbledore picked up the sugar jar, reached out to peel off the sugar coating, and threw it into his mouth.

But his eyes were focused on Vivi, afraid of missing any details.

"Yes, it can be seen that Lily at that time cherished their friendship very much." Weiwei said softly: "It's a pity... that boy is just like the Slytherins now. He only has the so-called 'pure blood' in his eyes. He even rejected her and called her a 'stinky mudblood'."

"This was also the direct cause of the end of their friendship. I remember that day, Lily cried for a long time in the map chamber, and the three professors and I tried to comfort her but it didn't make her feel better."

Vivi said this and glanced at Snape inconspicuously.

Snape still looked as if someone owed him hundreds of thousands of gold Galleons, and stared ahead with an expressionless face.

She continued, "I remember that she kept asking me why this happened. They were clearly friends since childhood, so why did she treat her like that just because of the so-called pure-blood ideology? She felt really bad and couldn't understand..."

"But she couldn't tell anyone about all this - because everyone was waiting to laugh at her, to see her abandon the school's opinion and walk with a Slytherin boy, just waiting for her to get embarrassed." Vivi said softly: "You know, professor, that Sever invented many evil curses, and his classmates even used these evil curses on Lily's friend, Mary MacMillan, right? That's her name, and it was used on her, and Marlene McKinnon... I remember all these names."

"That Sev never knew how much pressure Lily had to bear in order to maintain this friendship. Everyone questioned her, everyone questioned why she made friends with that Slytherin Sev, but she still did not look back - until she was ruthlessly hurt by her friend, who took out her sincere heart and stabbed it several times -"

"Enough!" Snape suddenly roared in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Vivi suddenly turned her head and asked deliberately, "What's wrong with you, Professor Snape? Do you also know that bastard named Sever? Oh my God - if you know him, please tell me - Lily and I have long wanted to kick him hard in the fat face."

"You probably don't know, Senior Grindelwald." Dumbledore suddenly said from behind: "The Professor Snape in front of you is Severus Snape in the story, a good friend of Lily Evans."

"So that's how it is..." Weiwei pretended to be enlightened. She quickly walked a few steps to the side, shook her head and said, "It seems that you haven't changed after all these years. You are indeed the way Lily described."

"What?" Dumbledore winked playfully.

"No washing of hair." Weiwei said concisely: "But Lily is not a superficial woman. Have you ever seen her stay away from you because of your poor personal image management? Didn't she always treat you as her best friend? What about you, professor? How do you repay her? Call her a mudblood?"

Snape stood there, seemingly lost in some painful memories.

"I didn't expect you to know so much, senior." Dumbledore looked very happy. In fact, even he, as Lily and Snape's professor, did not know so many inside stories.

Weiwei chuckled and said, "Lily is my student. Since she entered the fifth grade, she has developed the habit of night wandering. You should know this, right?"

Dumbledore recalled for a moment, nodded and said to Vivi, "That's right. I remember Minerva once told me about this, but she was not angry at the time. Instead, she was quite happy."

"Why?" Weiwei asked puzzledly.

Dumbledore said with a smile: "A Gryffindor who doesn't go out at night will never have a complete life - oh, but you must not be caught by Minerva, she is an iron-faced professor and will never show mercy to students who go out at night."

"Then why do you say she is happy?" Vivi still didn't quite understand.

"Pleasure and punishment are not incompatible, senior sister." Dumbledore said with a smile, but he added: "Although Lily is also your student, Severus..."

"What's wrong?" Vivi asked.

"Nothing." Dumbledore picked up a candy and handed it to Vivi: "He deserves it, senior."

It took Snape a long time to come back to his senses from his memories.

"I'm sorry, Miss Grindelwald." Snape turned around and said, "I have some personal matters to take care of. If you don't mind, please go back to the common room."

After saying that, Snape left the headmaster's office without taking a single cloud with him.

"How should I evaluate him?" Weiwei's expression was not only complicated, but her mood was also very complicated: "Oh my God, I really can't imagine that Lily would have such a friend, and could even tolerate him for such a long time..."

"Perhaps this is why Lily did not choose him in the end?" Dumbledore said with a smile.

"No," Vivi said, "Lily once told me that she didn't hate Severus' character, but she just couldn't accept that her long-time friend actually looked down on her from the bottom of his heart."

Dumbledore's eyes flickered, but he said nothing.

"You might as well think of it this way, Professor." Vivi said softly, "It's like Gellert - if you knew that Gellert had always looked down on you, and even thought from the bottom of his heart that you were just an English country girl..."

Dumbledore paused for a moment before grabbing a handful of candy from the sugar jar.

"Really?" Vivi smiled, and seeing that her junior seemed a little unhappy with what he was imagining, she told him what happened in the Care of Magical Creatures class today.

Dumbledore's beard trembled with laughter. He really didn't expect that Gellert would suffer such a big setback in the Care of Magical Creatures class.

No one could have imagined that his classmates would discuss in front of him who was stronger, him or Voldemort - even comparing Voldemort's loss to a baby and his loss to the Niffler.

No matter what, the always proud Grindelwald would not tolerate the fact that everyone said he lost to the Niffler...

But he couldn't retaliate or refute, which was more difficult for him to accept than being imprisoned in Nurmengard.

Especially for some young children who are ignorant of the world, such innocent ridicule is the most frustrating and makes people defensive.

"Oh, yes." Weiwei added: "Harry gave him the nickname 'Nifflert', and we are very satisfied with it."

"And Gellert?" asked Dumbledore.

Vivi recalled Gellert's expression at that time.

"Gellert...Gellert has no objection either."

Dumbledore held his beard and laughed again. He laughed for a while, and then his expression suddenly became serious.

"But...senior, I have a question for you."

"You say." Vivi said softly.

Dumbledore's half-moon spectacles flashed.

"I want to ask you, what is your attitude towards Harry?"

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(I forgot to mention that yesterday’s third chapter was the second half of an extra chapter for the leader)
(There are still 4,000 words to be written during the day)

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