Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 57 Snape: What nice gifts you gave to other professors
The auditorium at Christmas is not as crowded as usual.

The scattered little wizards who were still staying in Hogwarts also gathered together.

Ron pulled Harry along, and the Weasley twins pulled Percy over.

Dylan also sat with a few people.

Had a very lively lunch.

Even from the teacher's seat, a cold gaze would occasionally drift over.

But when Dylan looked, he didn't see anyone staring at him.

On the contrary, Professor McGonagall had a bright smile on her face. She drank a little wine from time to time, and her face was flushed. Her top hat was tilted.

When she saw Dylan looking at her, she nodded at him.

Dylan smiled back.

After dinner, when leaving the auditorium.

Harry and Ron wanted to ask Dylan to join them in playing snowballs, but upon hearing this, the Weasley twins, who were originally very excited, instantly became listless.

Percy glanced at his two younger brothers and immediately understood that these two guys must have played a prank on Dylan, but ended up being severely punished in return.

Just as he was about to say something, Dylan waved at them and said, "I'm going to the library to return a book. You guys go have fun."

"Oh! It's Christmas, Dylan." Ron didn't notice his brother's embarrassment at all and tried to get Dylan to join in.

In the end, Dylan slipped away.

"The three books I borrowed last time are about to expire. After returning them, I'll go borrow two more books on detailed explanations of herbal medicine."

Walking down the street, Dylan turned a corner and suddenly bumped into Professor Snape, who was dressed in a black robe.

"Oh, it's Professor Snape. What a coincidence. Merry Christmas~" Dylan looked up and greeted enthusiastically.

Snape glanced at Dylan, his expression gloomy: "I'm not happy at all."

Dylan was stunned.

Professor Snape stared at him with a cold gaze. "During dinner in the Great Hall, Professor McGonagall praised your gift highly. You really put a lot of effort into preparing it."

"Even Professor Flitwick showed off the gift you gave him, a piece of music you wrote yourself. Haha, the gifts you gave to other professors are really nice."

Dylan:

Why does Professor Snape sound so...

It seems like he felt that the gift he gave him was a bit embarrassing... not presentable enough?

but……

Thinking of the homemade potion I gave to Professor Snape.

Dylan felt a little ashamed.

How did he know that the professors would talk about the gifts he gave them to each other!
If he had known this, he would not have given it to Professor Snape...

"Relaxing tea bags, skin glow potion, mood soothing potion, hair refreshing potion."

Every time Professor Snape uttered the name of a gift through his tightly pursed lips, Dylan's face became more embarrassed.

"What do you mean by giving me these?"

Dylan swallowed hard and said, "I, I just think you can be even more handsome, Professor!"

"Someone in the Muggle world once said, 'A smile makes you look ten years younger.' I just want you to look the most handsome in Hogwarts."

Professor Snape narrowed his eyes, and his tall nose looked even more stern in the shadow cast by his eyelids.

The greasy black hair that originally fell casually on his forehead swayed slightly with the slight movement of his head.

"So what you're saying is, you think I'm old?"

Dylan:
"I'm not, I didn't, don't say that! Professor Snape, if you were old, wouldn't the headmaster be buried in the ground?"

Snape: (–)…Dylan’s words made him speechless. His eyes widened and his lips moved twice. For a moment, he really didn’t know how to respond.

"Ahem!" Dylan coughed twice. "Of course, whether it's the relaxing tea bags or those potions, they were all made by me. They can only be regarded as a token of my love."

"Your birthday is coming soon, and I will definitely give you a special gift! You will definitely be surprised!"

Professor Snape then slowly collected his expression, his eyebrows moved slightly, slightly raised, but a cold snort came out of his throat: "I hope it's not a fright."

"Don't worry, that won't happen..." Dylan smiled awkwardly.

After much persuasion, I finally got this tsundere guy to leave.

Dylan breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he started to worry about Professor Snape's birthday present.

"Alas, it seems that this wand beautification can only be used to beautify my own wand. Otherwise, I could also give Professor Snape's wand a set of pink rabbit attack special effects enhancements... or even a mangy snake."

While flipping through books in the library and absorbing knowledge, Dylan would occasionally think about what gift to give.

So, when Dylan returned to the dormitory at night, he was still racking his brains thinking about the gift.

Even when Harry sneaked up on him and told him about the Invisibility Cloak, he didn't take it seriously.

He looked at Harry's surprised and excited expression, and suddenly an idea popped into his mind.

"The wand effect doesn't work. What if I send Harry to Professor Snape and then give him a good spanking with the wand?"

Harry's mouth, which was chattering, suddenly froze and his whole body trembled.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Seeing that Dylan seemed uninterested, Harry reunited with Ron.

Dylan cleaned himself up with a spell and then fell asleep early with the coal in his arms.

Instead of thinking about so many things, it is better to take a nap and think about them tomorrow.

The night passed.

Dylan still maintains a good schedule, going to bed early and getting up early.

He packed up briefly and went to the restaurant.

Dylan took a glass of milk and a plate of steaming English breakfast sausages, picked up the knife and fork, and gently cut it open.

The casings are fried until slightly golden, sizzling with oil, and when you take a bite, the aroma of meat fills the air.

Then take two slices of thick-cut toast, which Dylan prefers.

The bread is baked in a magic oven. It has a crispy crust and a tender inside. Spread a layer of butter on it, and then it melts slightly at the temperature of the bread, giving off a rich milky aroma.

I also had some poached eggs and a small portion of roasted tomatoes.

Dylan was quite content.

Just when he was about to finish up and eat some fruit.

Harry came running over.

She plopped down next to him and said excitedly in a low voice, "Oh my God! Dylan! Do you know what I saw last night?"

Dylan was stunned: "Your parents?"

Harry's excited expression froze: "How did you know?"

"Uh, I guess."

Harry smacked his lips, the excitement of wanting to tell his best friend a secret fading slightly.

But he still told Dylan about what he did last night.

"I originally just wanted to try out the effects of wearing an Invisibility Cloak, but I didn't expect to end up in the Restricted Section and be chased by Filch all the way. And of course, the most important thing..."

(End of this chapter)