HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Lockhart's incompetent performance in the first class successfully reduced many girls' admiration for him. Most of them were still making excuses for this idiot, thinking that the Cornish elves were indeed difficult to deal with and that the professor must be trying to train them.

Gloria had a very fulfilling two days. She attended all the required courses such as Charms, Transfiguration, and History of Magic, and added twenty credits for Slytherin in Charms and Transfiguration.

Today I have Potions class with the Head of Slytherin.

Professor Snape's level of potions is very high, rarely seen in a century. Gloria hadn't seen the dean for a few days after school started, and she had never seen him at the professor's table during meals.

What a busy man.

I have a Potions class this afternoon, and I can finally meet the Dean.

Gloria was with Hermione in class, the Slytherin students had been ignoring her for the past two days, thinking she was a traitor for being so close to the Gryffindor students.

Draco never said a word to her, and every time he saw her he would snort coldly to express his dissatisfaction.

bang——

The door of the classroom was pushed open suddenly. Before Gloria could see clearly, the black robe rolled like surging waves. The tall and thin figure almost floated to the podium. With a wave of the magic wand, the door was slammed shut.

Only then did she see the man's face clearly. His eyes as dark as holes swept across the students below. His hooked nose further highlighted his gloomy temperament. She was still quite surprised by Professor Snape's youth.

Professor Snape became the Potions professor in his early twenties and is only in his thirties now.

His hair was not greasy, but soft and fine falling on both sides of his face, which combined with his expressionless face was quite intimidating.

Then she met those eyes. Professor Snape turned expressionlessly towards the blackboard and waved his wand. The materials and procedures for making the potion that needed to be made in this class were listed.

"I hope that this year you can use your brains and I can take you to the hospital wing less often. I made a sleeping potion today, and the students who stayed overnight in the hospital wing must have drunk it."

After saying this, he looked at Neville, who was lowering his head and shrinking his neck.

After two days of gossip, Gloria knew that Neville was a terrible person in the Potions class. Not only did he get hurt, but he also often implicated other students. Therefore, the students around him tried to stay away from him.

As expected, Professor Snape started to make things difficult for Harry. From handling herbs to the strength of stirring potions, he was severely criticized. In addition, Gryffindor was deducted five points, which was exactly what Harry and the others had told him.

Gloria watched the whole process with her mouth slightly open, and then the dark-faced professor saw her and said, "Miss Albert, why don't you stir the potion?"

"Good professor."

She lowered her head and devoted herself to making the potion.

Gloria has a good talent in potions. There is a potion genius in her family. She has learned all kinds of potion-making techniques, and she can easily make a sleeping potion.

When I came to my senses, I found that there was a black bat professor standing next to me, and I didn't know how long he had been watching me.

The potion in the crucible showed a perfect color, and the mist coming out met the highest standards. Snape's voice, as deep as a cello, rang out: "Miss Albert has brewed a perfect sleeping potion. Slytherin adds ten points."

Completely ignoring Hermione next to him.

After the people left, Hermione relaxed her tense body and whispered, "He stood next to you for at least fifteen minutes, and I didn't dare to breathe hard."

"Really? I didn't notice."

Hermione nodded, "I can see you're completely obsessed with potion making. Let's fill the potions."

The steaming potion was put into a narrow-necked bottle. Gloria understood the pressure Hermione was under from Professor Snape and took the initiative to hand over the potion.

At the end of the get out of class, Harry and Ron, who had made a terrible potion that looked like mud, were kept after class and had to clean up the mess after all the students left.

Hermione could only give them a look of helplessness.

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It was the first weekend at Hogwarts, and second-year students were not allowed to go to Hogsmeade village. Many chose to find a place to chat with good friends, or complete their papers in the library and common room.

Gloria changed into casual clothes, silver-gray clothes and pants paired with a white robe, her light blonde hair casually draped, looking lazy and casual.

Yesterday Hermione said that they couldn't go to Hogsmeade, but they could ask senior students to help bring things, so everyone replenished their study supplies and snacks.

Carrying a small bag of books, Gloria trotted out of the dormitory. Today, many students in the college were wearing casual clothes. The boys were discussing Quidditch, and the girls were sharing their dressing experiences, enjoying the leisure of the weekend.

She thought there wouldn't be many people in the common room in the morning, but every sofa was filled with people.

When they arrived at the Great Hall, Hermione and her friends were already having breakfast. Gloria ran over to say hello. Since she was not wearing her school uniform on the weekend, it didn't look out of place for her to sit at the Gryffindor table.

"Hey Gloria, you can finally sit next to me today. We have already made a list of things to buy, what about you?"

The seniors they asked for help were the Weasley twins and their friends.

As for the good student Percy, he was too busy with his studies to go.

Gloria took out a piece of paper. "The marshmallows that Headmaster Dumbledore gave me last time tasted very good, so I want all of Honeydukes' latest candy packages, as well as ink and a quill."

"So how much money have you prepared?"

Hermione took the paper from her and gave it to the Weasley twins later.

Gloria handed her a palm-sized wallet and said, "The money is all in there, and you can put the nice things in there, too. I have a lot of things to buy."

Hermione pouted and nodded, "Yes, there are quite a few. I saw them all, but is it necessary to buy so much candy? Fred and George can go to Hogsmeade once a week."

Gloria said: "I don't buy this much every week."

They were almost done with breakfast and the two girls were whispering to each other. Harry, who was sitting opposite them, looked up and saw Malfoy staring at Gloria's back. When he saw him, he glared at her fiercely.

The sinister Harry came up to them and said, "Malfoy's eyes almost popped out of his head, and he kept looking at Gloria."

Gloria turned her head immediately, and Draco's eyes met hers unexpectedly. The young master who was caught in the act had red ears and lowered his head with a snort.

"Is it really okay?" Hermione was a little worried. After all, Gloria was a Slytherin student.

Gloria waved her hand nonchalantly, "Don't worry, you're just being mean to me for now, but if I get close to him in the future, don't mind it too much."

Ron swallowed the chicken thigh with difficulty, unable to believe what he heard.

"Can you get close to him?"

In Ron's opinion, Malfoy has no friends. Those who follow him are all lackeys, and there are no close and true friends.

Gloria said with certainty, "Of course. In fact, we became friends on the first day of school. He was angry with me but didn't cause any trouble, which means he didn't hate me. It was towards you that he really hated me."

Harry gave a wry smile, "We hate him too."

"I know, so let's make a deal." Gloria sat up straight. "If my relationship with Malfoy eases, I hope you won't be angry. Malfoy may be annoying to you, but not to me. It's like he hates you but I like you."

Hermione was the first to speak up, "I hate Malfoy very much, but you are a Slytherin student after all."

There weren't many classes that the two colleges could take together, so it was impossible for Gloria to be with them all the time.

Harry and Ron had conflicted expressions, but still nodded, indicating that they would try their best to ignore her and Malfoy.

Gloria clapped her hands happily, "Thank you."

When the Weasley twins returned from Hogsmeade in the evening, Gloria brought back several large bags of sweet snacks and shared some with Hermione and the others.

The next morning during lunch time in the Great Hall, a strange owl landed in front of Draco and handed him a package containing Honeydukes' most popular candy. He looked at it for a long time before slowly putting it away.