Chapter 137 Snape Is Not Happy

Someone is going to be in trouble... Sean thought gloatingly.

Sean, who has been targeted by Snape for many years, is very happy to have a few more unlucky people to help him bear the firepower.

Daisy was petite, her little legs were hanging in the air when she sat on the high stool, and the Sorting Hat almost covered her mouth.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes...

Ten minutes passed and the Sorting Hat still hadn't spoken.

"Isn't Daisy chatting with the Sorting Hat?" Hermione asked from the side. She didn't have to lower her voice now, because the students in the auditorium began to whisper.

"Probably..." Sean looked at Daisy, her thin short legs were swaying.

At the teacher's table, the professors also smiled and chatted. Although embarrassment is rare, it is not a very unusual phenomenon after the number of students has increased in the past hundred years.

After Sean's 30-minute cap embarrassment last year, the professors were less fussy.

"The little girl of the Potter family, my God, she looks so much like Lily." Professor Flitwick chatted with Professor Sprout on the side.

Sprout nodded: "I even remember the time when their group was in school - I wasn't very happy when Remus was fooling around with James and the others. These guys are better at causing trouble than Mandrake. too much."

Professor Flitwick stretched out his hand as if sighing, and he stroked his beard vigorously: "But I have to say that those people are all outstanding wizards and good people - Lily returned the gift last Christmas I sent a beautiful bar set.”

Beside them, Snape's eyes grew darker, and it wasn't just Lily's name that Lockhart kept chattering in his ears.

"Severus, I have already seen the excellence of this little girl - have I told you that my distant aunt also inherited some divination talents from me?" Lockhart leaned on the chair and revealed his face. with his signature charming smile.

"I think we are not close enough for you to call me by my first name." Snape glanced at him and said coldly.

Lockhart didn't feel that he was an unwelcome character at all. He winked mischievously: "Maybe we need a glass of truth serum to talk to each other, haha ​​- I mentioned it in "Magical Me", I also have some experience in brewing potions, and I can give you a copy if you need it!"

Snape slowly turned his head: "Excessive Veritaserum will burn out the wizard's brain - it just so happens that I still lack some experimental information."

Lockhart laughed awkwardly: "Severus, a sense of humor, I think a classroom needs a sense of humor..."

Snape had already stretched his hands to his arms.

Lockhart quickly stopped talking. He acted as if nothing happened and went back to harassing other professors.

Snape withdrew his gaze coldly. The hand he put in his arms slowly moved to his waist, and his other hand was also stretched out. Under the long table, Snape's palms were tightly clenched together.

He pretended not to care and looked at Daisy casually, but his breathing became slightly heavier.

The black, dirty fabric of the Sorting Hat squirmed, its mouth opened, and Snape sat up slightly.

"Ravenclaw!"

"Merlin's beard..." Harry opened his mouth, that was his sister!

The Potter children didn't get into Gryffindor!

There was warm applause from the Ravenclaw table. Hermione originally smiled and clapped her hands, but when she saw the excited Daisy running straight towards Sean, the smile on her face changed. He restrained himself unconsciously, and a serious look flashed in his eyes.

"Welcome." Looking at Daisy sitting down, Sean smiled and shook her hand.

"Thank you!" the girl whispered excitedly.

Sean turned his gaze back, and the next little wizard had already stepped forward.

Suddenly, he felt a cold gaze, like a slippery, phosphorus-free poisonous snake. In the warm auditorium, Sean felt goosebumps all over his body.

This... Sean's mouth twitched slightly, and he met Snape's eyes.

The other party gave him a cold look and withdrew the knife in his eyes, as if nothing had happened.

Sean pouted. Daisy entered Ravenclaw without any inducement or hint. At most, the little girl felt that Ravenclaw had a big brother she was familiar with. This was considered an emotional factor. But Daisy is obviously a smart girl and Ravenclaw would be a perfect fit for her.

Moreover, even if it is not Ravenclaw, Daisy will most likely go to Gryffindor. What does it have to do with you and Slytherin... Sean muttered, and then made up his mind.

Starting tomorrow, check your pumpkin juice more often.

Daisy's little friend, Ginny Weasley, ended up going to Gryffindor, which made the little girl a little disappointed, but after a few jokes with Sean, she quickly became happy again.

When the last freshman went to Slytherin, the sorting ceremony was over.

Dumbledore stood up and warmly welcomed all the students. After a brief welcome speech, the dinner began.

While cutting the sausage, Sean introduced various aspects of Ravenclaw to Daisy. He was very eloquent and frightened the little girl who had just entered school. Even the lamb on the plate was cold. I did not notice.

Moreover, when facing beautiful girls, men's natural desire for expression can't help but emerge, and even Sean is no exception - when the dessert came, Daisy looked at Sean with eyes full of admiration. .

"Oops!" The sound of knives and forks colliding with dinner plates came from the side.

Sean turned his head and saw Hermione vigorously forking up a piece of pudding.

"You can bring the plate directly in front of you, Hermione," he said with a smile.

Hermione raised her nose and said in a relaxed tone, "I only need a little."

"All right."

When Sean turned to talk to Daisy again, Hermione picked up her fork and poked the soft pudding a few times.

"I was the one who chatted like this last year, huh!" the girl thought gloomily.

The last dessert disappeared, and Dumbledore stood up with a smile.

"Welcome, let me say welcome again," he smiled gently, "before the delicious food is fully digested and before your sleepiness fills your little heads, I have to tell you some precautions."

Dumbledore told Sean everything he had heard last year, and introduced Lockhart, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

When Lockhart smiled, many girls let out muffled screams of excitement, but the two girls next to Sean didn't seem to be very cold.

Dumbledore finally said: "One last thing, after last year's academic exchange, Hogwarts will also send a group of students to Nurmengard -"

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