The King of Flags at Hogwarts

Bobby opened her eyes. She had just had a nightmare in which she transformed into the Obscurus, wreaking havoc and killing people.

Beneath me was a soft bed, and the thin blanket covering me carried a faint scent of sunshine.

She rolled out of bed and found herself transported to the Middle Ages, where everything looked so ancient.

With a thud, Dumbledore appeared beside her.

"Oh, our Sleeping Beauty has woken up!"

"Dumbledore! Where is this?"

The old man smiled slightly and made an exaggerated welcoming gesture: "Bobby Evans, welcome to Hogwarts!"

Oh dear, it seems she won't be able to go to Queen Edberg College after all. Actually, she quite liked that school.

Listen, what's that sound?

Ah, that's the sound of a flag falling!

Chapter 4 The Church: I've Got This Goddaughter In.

(This chapter received the most OOC feedback, so please allow the author to explain briefly:)

Having lost his beloved forever, the sudden sight of her would surely cause him to lose his composure and appear unlike his usual self; even someone as strong as Albus, upon seeing his sister for the first time on the Resurrection Stone, could not control himself, let alone Severus?

"Mr. Dumbledore, where are my parents?"

"They're still not awake."

Bobby glanced at the clock on the wall; it was 7:30. It was bright outside, so it was 7:30 in the morning.

She sighed, then said, "Their precious daughter just had a brush with death," and continued in a tone of exasperation, "What incredibly careless parents they are!"

Dumbledore was amused by the little girl's expression and explained, "Last night, Selway and the others visited the castle and were quite overwhelmed. You know, Hogwarts is a very magical place, so they probably didn't fall asleep until very late. When it's time for breakfast, a house-elf will naturally go and inform them."

Breakfast at Hogwarts! Since her rebirth, Bobby has suffered terribly from British food. Coming from the land of food lovers, the lack of delicious food to enjoy is the most painful thing. Hogwarts' food is renowned for its quality, and she has long yearned to go there.

"Teacher, today's breakfast must be delicious!"

Dumbledore's face stiffened, and Bobby immediately realized that she had made a "prophecy," and she was completely taken aback.

Why set such a flag for no reason! Bobby would never admit that he was a little too excited. This must be the curse of Hogwarts. Yes, it is a curse.

When it was time for dinner, Selby and Christine came to the lobby together. Upon seeing Bobby, Christine immediately ran to Bobby, picked her up, looked her over carefully, and touched her forehead. Seeing that she was alright, she was relieved.

"Everyone, I'm sure you're all hungry. Please take your seats."

The family of three found a seat and sat down, and food immediately appeared on the table.

Servi exclaimed in amazement, pointing to the food and complimenting, "While yesterday's visit was already astonishing enough, I must say it is truly amazing. Mr. Dumbledore, thank you so much for your hospitality."

Dumbledore smiled slightly at him, indicating that he could eat.

Bobby was a little apprehensive. He had just set a flag, so this breakfast was definitely not going to be delicious.

The food in front of her was nothing new; it looked exactly like the traditional Yorkshire food she had been eating for years. She carefully picked up a piece of Yorkshire pudding and put it in her mouth.

This was the familiar taste to her; it wasn't particularly delicious, nor was it particularly bad, but she simply didn't like it.

Selby exclaimed in delight, "Oh, this is the taste of Yorkshire! It's so authentic!"

Dumbledore smiled and said, “I’m glad you like it. Our chefs know you’re from Yorkshire, so this was specially made for you.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Bobby out of the corner of his eye. Bobby was frowning, stuffing food into his mouth with a blank expression, as if it tasted like nothing at all.

Dumbledore understood that the little girl's "prediction" had come true. This breakfast was definitely not "delicious" for her. Fortunately, it wasn't too bad. The house-elves hadn't made any terrible dishes after all.

But a prophecy is just a prophecy. Even he himself felt that today's breakfast was not up to the standard that Hogwarts kitchens should have.

“Dumbledore,” an angry voice rang out, “I heard from the portraits that you brought Muggles into our castle, how could you…”

A large bat stormed into the hall. It had greasy black hair, sallow skin, and a hooked nose. Its whole appearance seemed to suggest that it was not a good person at all.

But Servi put down his knife and fork and stood up.

"You, you are... Severus?"

Snape was stunned. How could this Muggle know him? He stared intently, and the more he looked, the more familiar the face seemed. Deep-seated memories slowly surfaced, and he exclaimed, "Selvi Evans!!"

Selvi was overjoyed. "I really didn't expect it to be you, Severus! How long has it been since we last met? Almost twenty years!"

Snape strode up to him, his emerald green eyes stirring up memories of Lily. They had been childhood sweethearts, and as her cousin, they often met.

Selby was polite and friendly, so even though Snape had an awkward personality, the two got along well and were considered friends.

Snape hugged Selby and then looked at the other two.

One of the women was exceptionally beautiful; she must be Mrs. Servi. And the younger one, the younger one…

Severus Snape stared wide-eyed, tears streaming uncontrollably from his eyes.

“Oh, Severus,” Selby patted him on the shoulder, though he didn’t seem bothered by the strange smell Snape had on him. “These are my wife and daughter.”

Selby knew that Snape was crying because of Lily, so he wouldn't blame the old man for his emotional outburst upon seeing his daughter.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Selby, I just can't help it..." If the students of Hogwarts saw Snape like this, they would be absolutely shocked. "But your daughter looks just too much like Lily."

Dumbledore knew that Bobby's appearance would definitely shock Snape, but he didn't expect that Selby and Snape were once friends.

“It’s alright, Severus, I understand. I was also very sad the day Lily passed away,” Selvi knew he couldn’t talk about his sister for too long, so he abruptly changed the subject. “I really didn’t expect you to work at this magic school.”

Dumbledore chimed in, "Yes, Severus is one of our finest professors."

"Professor! You've become a professor!"

"He is also one of the deans of the four major academies."

"Dean! My goodness, Severus, you are truly outstanding."

Snape forced a smile, which looked less like a grimace, and asked, "Selvi, why are you here?"

Selby explained Bobby's situation with a wry smile, and when he couldn't explain it clearly, Dumbledore would provide supplementary explanations.

"So, Headmaster Dumbledore, the reason I haven't been able to find you at night for the past few years is because you've been giving Bobby private lessons."

Dumbledore showed no embarrassment; he smiled, his long beard twitching. "Little Bobby is the most gifted young wizard I've ever seen, bar none. She deserves it. I consider her a gem, and I think you'd agree, wouldn't you, Severus?"

Bobby blushed a little and said that he was a treasure or something, but he wasn't. He was just an ordinary little genius.

“Oh, yes…yes, that’s right,” Snape murmured. “She is indeed a treasure, a unique treasure.”

Snape had long since put aside the idea of ​​confronting him. Selvi Evans was his brother, his beloved friend and family. Not to mention visiting Hogwarts, even if he stayed here, Snape wouldn't say a word against it.

Snape sat down and joined in the breakfast.

After finishing his meal, the old bat complained, "What's wrong with all the house-elves today? Did they all have too much to drink at a party last night? This breakfast is truly indescribable."

He looked up at Servi and said, "I'm so sorry, our kitchen is not up to standard today. Please excuse the poor quality."

Selvi quickly shook his head, "No, no, no, I think this breakfast is already very good, I'm very satisfied."

Bobby chuckled to himself, but the perceptive Snape noticed and asked in the gentlest of expressions he could muster, "Little Bobby, tell Uncle Snape, why are you laughing?"

Bobby winked twice at Snape with her bright almond-shaped eyes and said with a grin, "I also think breakfast wasn't very good today, but it seems like we're the only two who think so."

She glanced at her father and mother, ruthlessly betraying them, "I've told my parents countless times that good food is an essential part of a good life. But they really have absolutely no interest in food!"

They simply don't understand that cooking requires care and attention. Even a single grain of salt more or less when seasoning, or a second more or less when baking, makes a huge difference!

The little girl's words truly resonated with Snape. As a Potions Master, he was always dedicated to making potions more effective and efficient. And this meticulous approach was the key that set him apart from other Potions Masters.

He looked at Selby and asked him in a matter-of-fact tone, "I want to adopt Bobby as my goddaughter, Selby, what do you think?"

Selby, of course, had no objection. His precious daughter would be living at Hogwarts until she was eleven, and to survive, she couldn't go home for the next few years. What could be better than having an old friend take care of her?

Christine actually had objections, but since Selvi had already agreed, she couldn't object.

Fortunately, Snape seemed to be quite familiar with her husband, and she would definitely ask him about this professor who didn't seem like a good person.

The news that Snape was going to take a goddaughter quickly spread throughout the castle. At lunchtime, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick, who were not staying at the castle during the holidays, also came over.

Seeing Bobby, who looks just like Lily, and knowing that Snape's former colleagues were all happy for him, perhaps with his goddaughter, he could gradually emerge from his pain.

Poppy, however, was completely unconcerned. She happily broke off a king crab's long leg, cast a silent, wandless cutting spell, and after slicing open the hard shell, she took a big, delicious bite of crab meat. It was so sweet and tender that it almost made her feel like she was ascending to heaven.

This scene was witnessed by Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick.

A mere six-year-old child, yet capable of casting spells silently and without a staff—what extraordinary talent! They simultaneously turned to the Servies and declared, "We want to be her godparents too!"

Bobby rolled his eyes. They were all wizards, so why did they have to follow the Christian tradition?

She vaguely remembered a saying that a baptized child should have two godfathers and one godmother.

Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, Professor Flitwick, you three have taken up all the spots, but I haven't seen any of you give me a Christian name.

No, you probably don't even believe in religion! You bunch of heretics!

Chapter 5 Hogwarts Express Trivia (Part 1)

Harry Potter was overjoyed; he had finally officially stepped into the wizarding world.

Everything my cousin told him was true!

He could finally get away from the Dursleys.

Ever since he went to Diagon Alley with Hagrid, he had a feeling that he belonged to the wizarding world and that this was where he belonged!

Look, here comes the warm-hearted Weasley family! Mrs. Weasley not only helped herself find Platform 9¾, but also had her children take care of her.

Like my cousin, they all have red hair, and of course, they are all just as enthusiastic!

At that moment, Harry was talking to Ron Weasley, whom he had just met, in a train compartment.

"So, it's all true, you're Harry Potter? You really have that, that...?"

Ron Weasley sat opposite Harry, pointing expectantly to his forehead.

"What?" Harry asked, puzzled.

“That scar,” Ron said cautiously.