HP: I’m working on redemption at Hogwarts

It's a nice sunny day, isn't it?

The bright sunshine shines on the fields covered with lavender, making it warm and comfortable.

This is where? It’s not quite like Hogwarts anyway…

"Tom, don't move, I'll draw crookedly."

On a small hill against a sea of ​​lavender flowers, a tall, tall man with a handsome face was sitting leisurely on the lawn. His eyes were half-closed, his expression was lazy, and he only raised the corners of his mouth slightly when the angry command sounded.

The breeze blew over the cheeks, lifting the broken hair on the forehead, and the few dandelions in the whole sea of ​​flowers also fluttered with the wind, flying towards the free sky.

Looking in the direction of the rippling breeze, I saw that the handmade garland on the head of the girl who was gesticulating at the easel opposite the man was blown off by the wind, causing her to turn around and chase after him in embarrassment.

"Why don't you help me pick it up..." The girl who picked up the garland from the bottom of the hill was already out of breath and came to the man to question. Her fair cheeks were flushed with anger, her round eyes were shining, and she didn't look stupid even as she stared at the man in front of her.

"Didn't you tell me not to move?" The man named Tom finally spoke, his voice was hoarse but pleasant, like the melodious bass of a gramophone.

"You are playing word games with me!" The girl was very unhappy, but she had no choice but to respond to the man's answer. She just stamped her feet angrily and turned around to leave.

"Okay, Helena, I'll let you draw another picture at worst."

Helena!

Boom!

With a harsh and violent thunder, Astoria sat up from the bed in fright, her hands tightly clutching the dark green quilt, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Helena, and Tom...

New names appeared in my dreams, and the pictures became clearer and clearer, but I didn't feel happy, and I felt an inexplicable chill down my spine.

"Oh, it's raining again. It rains a lot these days, doesn't it?"

"Bear it, it's almost winter, it's like this every season. Hey! Leah, you're awake." Rosa looked towards Astoria and saw Astoria sitting up, obviously awake, and spoke to her. .

"Yeah." Astoria obviously hadn't recovered from the dream just now, so she just responded weakly.

"It looks like you haven't woken up yet, but Astoria, you have to hurry up. This morning is Professor Snape's class!" Chloe couldn't help but look at Astoria's dazed expression. Smirk.

"I know, let's get up." Astoria stretched out and looked around the dormitory. He saw that the other three roommates had almost finished washing and quickly got up and tidied up.

……

The dark Potions classroom was filled with mist, and the smells of various potions were mixed together, making it very unpleasant.

"There are still 60 minutes left. I believe you are not idiots. Submit your results on time before get out of class ends." Professor Snape, as usual, had a cold face and shiny black hair stuck to his temples. , a pure black broad cloak wrapped his entire body, looking gloomy and inaccessible.

"Yes, Professor." The students replied in scattered voices. Professor Snape just frowned in discomfort and looked at the students who were carefully making potions without speaking.

"Two drops of Lethe River water, heated for 20 seconds. Put 2 parts of valerian into the crucible, stir and stir..." Astoria muttered in her mouth and made corresponding movements in her hands. Beside her, her partner Rosa was also seriously grinding mistletoe berries and preparing for subsequent experiments.

"Ginny? Ginny? Why are you in such a daze?" Opposite the console was a group of Gryffindor partners. One of them had long, orange-red fluffy hair and it was hard not to catch Astoria's attention. Her gaze He glanced sideways and saw Ginny standing there in a daze, looking at a loss.

Strange, really very strange...

"Leah, two parts powder." Rosa poured the ground mistletoe berry powder into the crucible, reminding Astoria to take action.

"Oh, okay." Astoria reacted immediately, turned her attention away from Ginny, and stirred the liquid in the crucible clockwise, one after another.

"Very good. As the first team to complete the Forgetting Potion, you will add 5 points to your academy."

Professor Snape took the potion test tube from Astoria's hand, observed it carefully, and then showed a relatively satisfied expression on his face.

"Thank you, Professor." Rosa clenched her hands excitedly, but when she saw Professor Snape's calm expression, she shrank back in fear.

"Miss Greengrass, I hope you can come to the basement after dinner today." Following Rosa's evasive movements, Snape naturally looked into Astoria's lake-blue eyes.

"...Okay, Professor." Astoria's eyes flashed slightly, she was silent for a moment and nodded in response.

"Wow! Leah, have you made Professor Snape unhappy? Is he going to take you to solitary confinement?" Rosa quickly pulled Astoria's arm out of the range of Professor Snape's gloomy aura. Worried.

"No...I don't know what's going on." Astoria shook her head in confusion, her eyes confused and innocent.

"Anyway, be careful. Don't forget that last time Chloe was so tired that she almost crawled back from confinement." Rosa's exaggerated description aroused the protagonist's dissatisfaction, and Chloe quickly got off the console and knocked hard. Hit Rosa on the forehead.

"Hey! Be careful what you say."

"Hey! Come back here!" Shiblank panicked and took over the chaotic scene of operating the crucible. He stared at Chloe who left the console and was so angry that her eyes almost popped out.

Soon, Potions class ended.

In the dull and dark classroom, the students dispersed in an instant. No one wanted to stay in the same room with Professor Snape for one more second.

Today's classes, except for Professor Snape's Potions class, were pretty easy.

A Charms class, a Transfiguration class, plus a must-have flying class every Friday.

She didn't know if it was Astoria's illusion, but she always felt that the way Professor Mike looked at her in Transfiguration class was inexplicably weird, as if there was something terrible hidden in her, and Professor Mike couldn't help but look at her.

"Professor McGonagall, I've gotten better." Astoria put the magic spell into her sleeve and put it away, asking Professor McGonagall for credit with a cute smile on her face.

"Hmm...very good, plus 5 points for Slytherin." Professor McGonagall had a hint of relief on her face, looked at Astoria with soft eyes, and smiled softly.

"Um, thank you, Professor."

How can I put it... Professor McGonagall's smile is really uncomfortable!

Astoria turned her head and looked at Rosa, scratching her head helplessly.

After all, if you think about Professor McGonagall in normal life, the serious look on her face is comparable to that of Professor Snape.