Hogwarts: Starting as a Serpent Demon

Hogwarts: Starting as a Serpent Demon

Author: Yu Feiheng

Summary:

The full title is *Hogwarts: Starting with the Serpent Demon*.

Witt, who transmigrated with the game "Pig Academy (Animal Version of Hogwarts)" that he developed in his previous life, initially only wanted to survive.

But as his power grew, and with the arrival of the Serpent Demon, Albus the Phoenix, Rowena Ravenclaw the Eagle, Grindelwald the Kirin... his thoughts gradually began to change.

Witt realized he could change the world.

Wizards rule the world.

For the greater good.

Pureblood supremacy.

Make wizards great again.

No, none of that. What I want to say is...

Witt stood at the election conference of the International Federation of Wizards and delivered a deafening roar.

We stand here, embracing our shared future.

Chapter 1 Pig Academy

Summer of 1991.

The newly born Snake Demon was leisurely basking in the sun in the grass. As a cold-blooded creature, basking in the sun, especially after spending the night, brought him a strong sense of comfort.

The snake demon lay there lazily, not wanting to move at all.

Just then, a person suddenly walked over from the roadside. He had a gloomy face, wore a black cloak, and walked with a brisk pace. He didn't even look where he was going and stepped on the snake's tail.

"Hi~"

Upon being attacked, the serpent demon's emerald green eyes widened suddenly, and it turned its head to bite.

Before he could bite the man, he discovered his ultimate move, pulled out a small wooden stick and casually swung it, and the Snake Demon felt a powerful force strike his body.

It flew high and far away, then plunged headfirst into a pile of cow dung.

Snape casually dealt with the small snake that was about to ambush him and continued walking forward. It was perfectly normal to find snakes in the grass. The most important thing now was to finish recruiting this year's freshmen as soon as possible. He didn't like staying in Muggle territory.

Every year when recruiting new students, those Muggle parents liked to scrutinize him with strange and impolite looks, and Snape really disliked the job of recruiting.

Hopefully, this family will be more polite and not as rude, ignorant, and disrespectful as the last one.

Reaching the door, Snape gently knocked.

No one responded.

Not home?

Snape knocked on the door a few more times, and after confirming that no one answered, he took out his wand and prepared to Apparate away.

"Hiss~ Hiss! (It's him!)"

Along with the sound of a snake flicking its tongue, a violent stomping sound came from behind Snape.

Turning around, he saw a huge yak galloping towards him.

Sharp horns, massive body, and maximum speed and power.

When such a colossal creature charges towards you, most people would be terrified and start looking for cover.

But Snape was no ordinary man.

He prefers to solve problems with magic rather than avoidance.

He collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

A powerful stun spell that can knock down even an elephant and put it into a coma.

Just a cow.

Snape calmly prepared to put away his wand.

His cool demeanor lasted only a second. Before Snape could even put his wand away, the scene before him made him draw it back with even greater speed.

The spell that caused the stun was deflected the moment it struck the yak.

It bounced off...

Damn it, it's a magical creature.

Moreover, it was a powerful magical creature. Snape had no time to think about why such a powerful magical creature would appear in the home of a freshman.

During that brief lull, the yak had already charged right up to him; at that distance, there was simply no time to use magic.

Snape could only roll awkwardly to the ground, dodging the attack while precisely swinging his wand to counterattack.

What he didn't expect was...

The yak, in the instant it missed its target, turned sideways, swung its tail, stood on its hind legs, and delivered a powerful back kick.

Hit the target.

Snape was kicked away and landed in the thick grass.

Before he could even stand up, Snape heard the sound of bull hooves thundering across the ground again.

"Hagrid, stop."

"Apparition".

Two voices rang out almost simultaneously, one after the other.

The battle had just made Snape realize that he couldn't easily defeat this magical creature that looked like a bull in a short time. Snape didn't want to waste any more time arguing with a beast, so he decided to leave and let the Ministry of Magic handle the matter.

The moment Apparition took effect, Snape looked up and saw his target, heard the shout, and the stopped giant beast.

This cow is domesticated!

Its owner is one of the new students he plans to recruit this time.

Snape felt he needed to have a serious talk with McGonagall: "How did you do your research? This is a Muggle freshman!"

What Muggle freshman would keep such a dangerous magical creature as a pet? Judging from its behavior just now, this bull must be at least a powerful magical creature of level four or four.

It's a ghost story.

Outside the gates of Hogwarts, Snape limped into the school; the earlier incident had caused him considerable injury.

This injury cannot be healed by the simple healing magic he possesses; he needs to go to the school hospital.

"Professor Snape, what happened?"

When Dumbledore heard from the school's portrait that Snape was injured, he rushed over to inquire about his condition.

After all, given Snape's strength, anyone who could injure him must be extraordinary.

Not to mention at this crucial juncture when Harry is about to enroll in school.

Snape was too ashamed to answer Dumbledore's question.

He can't exactly say I got kicked by a cow, can he?

“This year’s freshman,” Snape said coldly, “is a freshman whom McGonagall considers a Muggle, and whose family keeps a dangerous and powerful unknown magical creature.”

"A cow covered in long hair."

As a potions master, Snape had a good understanding of various magical creatures, which he often used when brewing potions.

But Snape was certain that, before today, there was absolutely no record of that magical creature anywhere or in any book.

Otherwise, how could he have underestimated his opponent?

As a result, they lost the initiative and were caught off guard by the opponent.

"An unknown magical creature."

Dumbledore lowered his head, inquired again about what had happened, and then decided to go and see for himself.

Since becoming headmaster, Dumbledore hasn't recruited any new students for a long time. Even with Harry, he only sent Hagrid instead of going himself.

To be honest, explaining magic to Muggles who don't know magic is a really troublesome thing.

Before becoming the principal, he had to recruit new students every year. After becoming the principal, he still has to recruit new students every year.

Then wouldn't he have been the principal for nothing?

However, this time, the situation is different from before. This freshman has raised a high-risk magical creature that can deflect Snape's magic.

To put it bluntly, this is a serious violation of the Ministry of Magic's regulations governing magical creatures.

It is a grave crime that would lead to imprisonment in Azkaban.

This is a situation that most professors can't handle; he has to go there in person.

Let's rewind time.

Witt's expression was one of utter despair as he witnessed the injured Snape escape using Apparition.

He beat up the professor before even enrolling in school, and he was the most vengeful Snape.

How am I supposed to live from now on?

"What's going on?" Witt stared at the yak Hagrid with a questioning look, believing that Hagrid wouldn't act without reason.

Hagrid honestly replied, "It was the Serpent Demon. He asked me to avenge him."

The yak Haige twitched its body, and a small, emerald-green snake slithered out from its neck.

"Master, this is not my fault."

The snake demon feigned grievance and whispered, "That guy stepped on my tail, and instead of apologizing, he attacked me with a small stick and stuck me into a dung heap."

"I'm just fighting back."

Witt: "..."

He rubbed his temples in frustration, beginning to wonder whether drawing the Snake Demon was lucky or unlucky.