Reborn at Hogwarts

Many times, if you want to find out the truth with all your heart, you will easily fall into a certain vicious circle, which will affect other aspects of your life.

For the next month, every Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Ivan would come to the classroom one step ahead, and set up the "monitoring facilities" to confirm Voldemort's traces before Quirrell's arrival.

As the course gradually progressed, Quirrell talked about "how not to become a soft-legged shrimp when encountering a dark wizard" to "the principle of the disarming curse". Ivan's monitoring methods were repeated but he still couldn't get rid of the "eye of insight" category, occasionally changing a few new tricks, the effect is exactly the same——

No matter where Ivan sets up surveillance, Quirrell will never really step into the surveillance range. At most, he will just wander around there, making Ivan's heart itch, but he will never cross the line.

If it was said that it happened by accident, Ivan would never believe it.

Such a seemingly deliberate move would be fine if it was just once or twice, but Quirrell did it every time, which actually confirmed Ivan's conjecture.

This guy is indeed abnormal, there is more than 90% chance that Voldemort is on him.

Just replaced other parasitic parts.

But guesses are guesses, evidence is the most important.

For a whole month, Ivan didn't even see Voldemort's shadow.

Not to mention his noseless face.

This also made him a little anxious, and he occasionally became absent-minded during the classes of other professors, and even forgot the homework of Potions class.

Even at Hogwarts, "failing to hand in homework" is considered a bad behavior, especially in the eyes of Severus Snape.

For this, Ravenclaw College paid a painful price of five points.

Ivan had already forgotten Snape's warning on the train, but unfortunately, Snape's memory was always good.

...

"……Detention?"

Ivan stopped packing his books, and looked up at Snape in astonishment.

Beside him, Eddie patted his shoulder sympathetically, glanced quietly at Snape, who looked neither happy nor sad, and looked indifferent, and then moved closer to Ivan's ear, wanting to say something.

"Mr. Carmichael... May I take it that you also want to have a 'wonderful' time in my office with Mr. Vesemir?"

Snape stared at Eddie coldly, and squeezed out the words between his teeth.

"No, no, no need, Professor."

Eddie was quite frightened by these words, and after throwing Ivan a "good luck" look, he hurriedly pushed several other roommates out of the classroom.

From the way they acted, it looked like Snape was going to send them to Azkaban for an internship if they didn't leave in five seconds.

While Ivan was still looking around in a daze, the students who had been dawdling in packing their things had already disappeared in an instant.

Zooey was the last one to leave. She saw Ivan looking towards her, made a face at him, and ran away with Fiona.

"..."

Looking at Snape with a gloomy face, Ivan had the urge to "just run away".

But thinking about the series of chain reactions that would be triggered by doing so, he could only sigh heavily in his heart, and gave up this tempting idea.

What does this old bat want to do?

"I don't think you may remember." Snape said lightly, his eyes swept over the pile of parchment in hand, and turned back to Ivan, "I told you on the train, if you I still want to do what I did last year, disregarding Potions class, and I will detain you until the end of term."

When Snape's eyes fell on the parchment, Ivan's eyes twitched unconsciously.

The scene that happened ten minutes ago was still vivid in his mind at this moment, and Ivan didn't need to deliberately recall it at all. Snape's quickly gloomy expression when he received his blank parchment naturally appeared in his mind.

It seems that I can't escape... It's also my fault, how could I forget to do my homework in Potions class... Ivan really wanted to slap himself last night, and then pretended to be unconscious to escape the catastrophe.

But under the pressure of Snape's eyes, he finally stood up and walked in front of Snape with the book in his arms.

"What do I need to do, Professor?"

"Go to the office."

Snape said lightly, and patted the parchment beside him, "Hold it. Follow me."

...

Ivan originally thought that Snape kept him in jail to find a helper for him to correct his homework.

But when he got to the office, he realized that Snape just asked him to do some physical work.

After directing him to throw the parchment in the pile of debris, Snape took out a huge cauldron from another room.

Afterwards, he sat aside and asked Ivan to help set up the cauldron, and light a fire at the bottom of the pot by the way.

Isn't it obvious that doing this kind of work by yourself will be much faster... Ivan secretly slandered, but after all, he didn't dare to accuse Snape of oppressing child labor, so he could only honestly follow the old bat's command to do a good job.

Mounting the cauldron, a spell raised the flames, and Ivan glanced at Snape.

The old bat was already standing by the pot, calmly stretched out two fingers, and gently pushed the edge of the pot.

Not moving at all.

Satisfaction could not be seen on the old bat's face.

"Go and take... these things from the wooden shelf behind you, and be careful to move gently."

Snape quickly said the names of several medicinal herbs.

Ivan obeyed.

Next, Snape let Ivan understand what a true "Master of Potions" is.

Those pungent and strangely shaped herbs came into his hands, and within a few seconds of flipping his hands, he removed the excess parts neatly, leaving only the useful parts.

Those that should be ground into powder, those that should be cut into sections, and those that should be kept as they are are put into the pot directly. In a short time, the boiling water in the crucible has turned into a pot of potion with dark gray color and strange smell. .

"It's still a shelf for storing medicinal materials. There are a dozen empty glass bottles on the third floor. Fill them up." After giving the order, Snape turned around and went into his storage room, and closed the door smoothly, letting Ivan Can't see what he's doing in there.

Ivan knew that there were many rare medicinal materials stored there, and some of them were even unavailable on the market. During the period when he was very interested in potions, he always thought that one day he would go inside to take a look, and even took those treasures. The medicinal materials are all squandered.

It's just that now all his energy is spent on studying alchemy and incarnation, and his thoughts on this aspect have faded.

According to Snape's request, Ivan took out some glass bottles as long as half his arm from the third shelf of the medicinal material shelf, and carefully filled the potion with the special tools into it. Repeated several times, when the glass bottle was full, there was still a small pot of potion left in the crucible.

"These are all waste products," said Snape, who had come out of the storage room when Ivan reloaded the medicine. He pulled out his wand and waved at the potion remaining in the crucible. The dark gray potion turned dark black extremely quickly, and the liquid also solidified quickly, finally turning into a lump exuding a disgusting smell. Black paste.

Ivan was so excited by the smell that he almost spat out his lunch.

Snape waved his wand again, and the paste disappeared out of thin air, and the inside of the cauldron became clean in an instant.

"Your work is done, go back." After the potion was prepared, Snape seemed to have lost interest in communicating with Ivan, and waved his hand to indicate that he could leave.

"Professor Snape, what kind of medicine did you make just now?" Ivan glanced at the spotless cauldron and asked curiously.

"Wolfwolf potion." Snape said lightly, without trying to hide it.

Wolf's poison... potion?

The name seems familiar.

Ivan frowned and thought carefully for a while, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to his mind.

This is a special potion for werewolves to keep them sane on a full moon night!

In the original book, Remus Lupine, the professor who was in charge of Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts course in Harry Potter's third year, was a werewolf. He was a close friend of Harry's father, James Potter. Also a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

When Lupine was teaching at Hogwarts, it was Severus Snape who was in charge of preparing the wolfsbane potion, so that he would not be occupied by the beast and lose control.

Recalling the usefulness of Wolfsbane Potion, new doubts popped up again.

Now it was only at the time of "The Sorcerer's Stone" in the original book. Harry Potter was only in the first grade, and there were still two full years before Lupine's debut. What did Snape prepare for the wolfsbane potion?

Are you going to sell it for money?

This is quite possible. Snape is the Potions professor at Hogwarts, and he is also a recognized potion genius. Although he is hated by many students in the school, he has a good reputation in the outside world. If you are willing to sell, you will definitely reap a lot of wealth.

While Ivan was thinking this way, Snape packed all the glass bottles into a dilapidated suitcase lined with two layers of cloth, and then snapped his fingers, and the suitcase disappeared out of thin air.

It was taken away by a house elf... From this point of view, it should not be sold for money, but more likely to be used by Lupine... Could it be that during the plot of "Sorcerer's Stone", Lupine will appear on the stage? ?

"I asked you to ask about Dumbledore, did you?"

At this time, seeing that Ivan hadn't left yet, and seemed to think of something, Snape asked.

"Professor Dumbledore? What's the matter?"

Ivan was a little dazed.

He doesn't remember it happening.

Hearing this, Snape frowned slightly, looking like he was about to have a seizure, but he calmed down after a while.

"Paracelsus." He said lightly, "He died. You asked me about the specific situation when you were on the train. I asked you to find Dumbledore—did you ask?"

Paracelsus, dead?

Ivan's frown was deeper than Snape's.

Is the old bat crazy? Paracelsus is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years and holds the Philosopher's Stone. How could it be possible——

Um?

Am I missing something?

Ivan faintly felt something strange.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask about Snape's specific situation, but the words blocked his mouth, "uh uh" twice, but he couldn't speak.

It was as if there was some kind of power in the dark, preventing him from speaking.

Cold sweat soaked Ivan's back for a moment.

His body began to shake unconsciously.

"What's the matter with you?" Snape asked coldly without getting an answer for a long time.

At this moment, Ivan's body suddenly fell backwards.

Snape was startled, and seeing the back of Ivan's head was about to touch the ground, he swung his wand just in time, causing Ivan to levitate at the last moment.

"What are you doing?" Snape stepped forward quickly, bending down to look at Ivan.

With a glance, he saw a shadow flashing past the latter's pupils.

What is this... Snape was about to observe carefully, but Ivan blinked, and the shadow disappeared.

...

"You'd better go see Dumbledore," Snape said.

The accident came and went quickly, and before Snape could recognize the origin of the shadow, Ivan had returned to normal.

After telling Ivan the situation just now, considering that his mood might not be stable, Snape poured a cup of hot water for the student for the first time.

"Thank you." Ivan was not interested in drinking water, he just took a sip and put down the glass, "I will go."

He has already remembered the part of his memory that he had forgotten before.

On the Hogwarts Express, Snape had told him that Paracelsus had died.

When he pressed for more detailed information, Snape didn't answer directly, but told him to go to Dumbledore.

But after Ivan returned to school, he didn't say a word about it.

It's not that he didn't want to ask, but that he... forgot.

The memory on the train did not know when it started, and it became extremely blurred, as if someone had covered it with a veil. No matter how hard he tried to recall it, he could only remember a few words from it.

However, after the brief anomaly just now, the veil has been lifted.

Ivan retrieved that memory.

Only then did he feel a strong backlash.

Knowing the "death" of Paracelsus and encountering the man in black and the faceless man happened on the same day, and the matter was so important that he couldn't just forget it.

Someone must have tampered with his memory.

But Ivan thought about it carefully, but he didn't remember that anyone had cast a spell on him.

He had been in the same box with Snape since boarding the train, and after getting off the train at Hogsmeade station, he was inseparable from the students of the four houses.

No one has the time to attack him.

unless……

Thinking of this, Ivan secretly glanced at Snape.

Then he shook his head in his heart.

It couldn't be Snape... he had no reason to do so.

Dumbledore?

Old Bee is not such a person either.

After thinking about it, Ivan could only focus on the black-robed wizard and the faceless man in the end.

Only these two people who are still very strange to him may attack him secretly.

But why was the memory related to the death of Paracelsus erased?

Could it be that they have any special connection with that old immortal alchemist?