HP: Let professors walk towards the light

[…Why…is it worth it…?

"Look at me... Sev... Don't go..."

"Tell me...what color are my eyes..."]

Snape woke up with a start, and looking at the dark cellar, he realized that he was dreaming again.

Yes, he didn't know when he started to have some intermittent, strange dreams, sometimes a person said some nonsensical words to him, sometimes some vague scenes and pictures, he didn't pay attention to it before. But the feeling of reality and illusion just now was not particularly wonderful, he needed to slow down.

He had never seen a scene in a dream so clearly, but just now, he clearly remembered that he was kneeling on the ground, holding someone in his arms, just like... that night in Godric's Hollow, painful, desperate, and helpless. Snape covered his eyes, recalling the not-so-nice things again, frowned, and let out a long sigh.

Eyes, he saw the man's eyes clearly, gray, this color is not common, but at the opening banquet, a Slytherin freshman had eyes like that. He remembered calling

"Hermalena Tallos..."

Is this a coincidence?

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Hermalena's grades were always good, and she had taken many courses at Hogwarts. If she were to take OWLs now, she could easily get at least ten Os. As for NEWTs, she hadn't taken them yet, but she was confident that her grades wouldn't be too bad. However, the first bird to stick its head out gets shot, so she had to act like a normal first-year student and not show off too much. That kind of show-off would only make her passive, so she had never shown herself too much.

But! She really couldn't stand the strong garlic smell of Quirrell! She thought, maybe she could refer to the principle of the ear-blocking spell to research an anosmia spell, anyway, it's not difficult, so she happily decided to go back and look through her mother's notes. While thinking, Reina rushed to the next class...

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"Draco, what classes do we have today?" Pansy Parkinson asked while eating toast with jam at the Slytherin table.

"Unfortunately, we are going to have a miserable morning - having Potions class with the Gryffindor next door. I don't know who arranged the timetable. This is simply a disgrace to Potions class." Draco began his chanting tone again.

"There are only four colleges in total. We will always have classes with Gryffindor, and maybe the dean will give us more points." Reina walked over, picked up a sandwich, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, where are you going? It's still early." Draco stopped her.

"I'm going to the library to borrow some books. I want to research a spell that can temporarily block my sense of smell. I really can't stand the smell in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"Research? You mean you want to create a new spell?! But you're only in the first year, and school has just started, right, Talros." Pansy Parkinson was almost choked by Reina's words.

"Well, maybe it's a little ahead of its time, but my mother is a spell developer. It's a pity that I can't find any spells about this in her notes. I don't think she has ever encountered this situation. I feel like vomiting when I see garlic now." Reina sighed.

"If I'm lucky enough to figure it out, I can make it exclusive to Slytherin, so you have to keep it a secret for me." After saying that, he winked at them playfully.

"Cool! Lena, you really surprised me. Let's go with you. Pansy, come and eat." Draco stood up, already eager to start this topic.

"Okay, okay." Pansy said helplessly, but in her heart she had a different impression of this Talros.

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Today was another sunny and warm day, with a gentle breeze and bright sunshine. However, in comparison, the underground classroom seemed a little chilly. There were all kinds of animal specimens on the shelves beside the wall, which made people shudder. The newly arrived little lions obviously couldn't adapt to this style quickly.

A dark figure swung his robe and walked in very quickly. He walked up to the podium at lightning speed and took out the roster.

"Start the roll call, Lavender Brown.

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Harry… Potter, oh yes, Harry Potter, the famous one.”

Professor Snape deliberately stopped to make a comment, while Draco and his two companions were gloating unscrupulously.

"…Hermarena Tallos…"

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but Reina felt that the professor seemed to pause for a while when reading her name today before calling Zabini.

After watching the professor finish the roll call and begin his pre-class speech on Potions "Increasing Reputation, Brewing Glory, and Preventing Death", Reina thought to herself: So it was an illusion, right?

"Potter! What will I get if I add powdered narcissus root to wormwood infusion?" Professor Snape began his show of force.

"I don't know, sir." Harry answered honestly. Sincerity is always the best way.

"It seems that fame doesn't mean anything."

"Let me try again, Potter. If I asked you to find a bezoar, where would you look?"

Reina looked at Draco, who was sitting near her, and his shoulders were shaking with laughter. Hermione on the other side almost wanted to put her hands in the professor's face. Well, Reina silently lit a stick of incense for Harry in her heart.

Harry shook his head again.

"I guess you didn't even read a book before the start of the term, did you, Potter?" Snape remained expressionless. "Then tell me what is the difference between Aconitum naviculatum and Aconitum chamaejasme?"

Hermione even stood up with her hands raised in an attempt to attract the professor's attention.

"I don't know, but Hermione should know the answer. Why don't you ask her?" Harry knew he was not right, so he spoke very softly, trying not to think about the voices that were laughing at him.

"Sit down!" Snape shouted angrily. He looked around.

"Well... Miss Tallos, I thought maybe you could help poor empty-headed Mr. Star answer these questions, right?"

Reina took a deep breath inwardly, screw his illusion.

"My pleasure, Professor." She stood up slowly.

"Adding daffodil root powder to wormwood infusion can produce a dose of life and death water, a powerful sleeping pill, but valerian root and sleepy beans should also be added;" Rena glanced at Professor Snape and continued to answer.

"Bezoars are stones in goat's stomachs that have a strong detoxifying effect. Also, Aconitum naviculatum and Aconitum chamaejasme are the same plant, with no difference except the name."

The classroom was silent. Snape kept his eyes on Rena until she answered the question. After a moment, he slowly spoke.

"See, Potter? So why don't you write down such a perfect answer?"

Reina raised her head and met Snape's gaze again. She didn't quite understand how she suddenly attracted the professor's attention.

"Sit down. Talros, your excellent performance will add three points to Slytherin, and Potter, Gryffindor will deduct one point for talking back to the teacher. Let's continue with the class!"

Next, everyone started to prepare potions for treating boils in groups of two. Of course, the Gryffindors' situation was still very embarrassing. Snape walked around the classroom with his cloak raised. Except for Draco and Reina, who was "praised to death" by him, everyone was criticized and educated.

Reina clearly felt that Professor Snape kept circling around her, Draco and Harry, and sure enough, Snape stopped beside her! Reina tried not to think about these unusual places and concentrated on steaming those horned slugs.

Just as Snape was about to add another point for Slytherin and let Talros and Draco show it to everyone, a strange noise came from Neville's cauldron and a thick green smoke floated over.

When the cauldron was overturned, Snape pulled the two people in front of him up, so that the splashing potion did not burn through their cloaks. Neville was not so lucky. The overturned liquid caused mustard to grow all over his limbs. He was screaming in pain, and the people around him climbed onto the table.

"Idiot!" Snape roared. "I suppose you added the porcupine quills before you took the cauldron off the fire, didn't you?"

Looking at Neville crying in front of him, Snape asked Seamus to send him to the hospital wing, and then ruthlessly deducted points from Harry to vent his anger.

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The little lions persevered day and night and finally finished the two Potions classes. They rushed out of the cellar one after another, as if there was a vicious dog watching them from behind.

"Talros, stay." Snape sat on the podium, waving his wand and cleaning the table, but his eyes were on the book in his hand.

"Good professor."

"Lena, we'll go to the auditorium and wait for you." Draco gave instructions and led the little snakes out of the classroom.

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