Severus Snape, the Professor from House of Gryffindor, was a complete surprise to Matthew.
Contrary to his expectations, Professor Snape possessed a good temperant and rarely displayed anger, even in the presence of students who made mistakes.
His enthusiasm for people was also noteworthy; he interacted warmly with students, colleagues, and even ghosts.
On the academic front, so of his perspectives were rather radical, occasionally venturing into risky territories.
In many ways, this version of Severus Snape starkly contrasted Matthews mory of him.
Do you need anything else, Mr. Wickfield? Professor Snape inquired gently as he locked the door. Or do you seem quite troubled? Can I be of assistance?
No its alright, Matthew hurriedly shook his head and explained, I apologize, sir. Im just lost in thought.
Thats alright, Professor Snape smiled, patting Matthew on the shoulder. The Transfiguration you perford in class was impressive. Achieving it on the first attempt is quite comndable.
Youre being too kind, Professor Snape, Matthew replied modestly.
No, Im not exaggerating. Ive heard from a friend that youre quite talented in Transfiguration, Professor Snape said, shaking his head in encouragent. Keep up the good work. See you in the next class.
Goodbye, Professor, Matthew waved his hand.
As Professor Snape departed, Matthew pondered over who the friend Professor Snape had ntioned could be.
With two morning classes and a physical activity session in between, Matthews stomach was growling from hunger. Rushing to the auditorium, he discovered that lunch was already underway.
The lunch spread on the first day of school was abundant, featuring piles of pork chops, beef, and sizable curved sausages.
It seed as if the kitchen House-elves were welcoming the students return.
While devouring a hefty pork chop, Matthew noticed Draco, Theodore, and Vincent on the other side, engrossed in discussion.
Draco? Matthew called out, Whats going on?
Upon hearing Matthews voice, Draco quickly approached, holding a piece of parchnt in his hand. Theodore, Vincent, and Gregory joined them.
Hogwarts clubs are open to second-year students and above, Draco Malfoy explained, Matthew, any clubs catching your interest?
Clubs Matthews tone beca more subdued.
Based on his prior university experience, he hadnt been particularly interested in such organizations.
He inquired softly, What options are available?
Theres a variety of clubs. So are large with hundreds of mbers, while others are smaller with only a few, Malfoy explained, The more renowned ones include the Quidditch club, the Gobstone fan club, and the Muggle Culture Research Group. The choices are quite diverse.
Can I opt out? Matthew asked calmly.
No. Theodore Knott interjected, As per the regulations, second-year students must join at least one club. However, its not obligatory for third-year students and above.
I see Matthews brow slightly furrowed. He inquired softly, What have you all signed up for?
Draco and I have enrolled in the Quidditch club and the dueling club, Theodore continued, The others are still contemplating.
Whats the dueling club about? Matthew suddenly beca intrigued.
They teach us various aspects related to dueling and usually have a teacher present, Theodore enthusiastically explained, Why not join, Matthew? The dueling club is quite popular at Hogwarts.
It sounds beneficial, Matthew nodded in approval, Which teacher will be in charge? Hopefully not, Professor Rosier. Id be too apprehensive to join.
She was known for her strict deanor, a club like dueling would fall under her domain of expertise.
Definitely not. Professor Rosier is extrely busy, Theodore smiled, It was Professor Flitwick last year, and its likely to be him this year.
Then sign up too! Matthew decided without hesitation. Im interested in that one.
No problem! Theodore swiftly jotted down Matthews na on the parchnt.
Draco added, The dueling club ets every Sunday afternoon, so it doesnt clash with Professor Slughorns banquets.
Alright, thank you, Draco!
As Matthew continued his lunch, he contemplated:
Every second Saturday of even weeks was reserved for after-school practices.
Adding the Sunday afternoon dueling club and Sunday evening Slug Club events, his weekends seed to vanish rapidly.
Monday afternoons were free for Slytherin students, so Matthew initially considered visiting the library.
However, he decided to return to the Slytherin common room first.
With no one else in the dormitory, Matthew ignored what his roommates were doing.
He sat in a soft armchair. After hesitating, Matthew opened his desk drawer, and there it wasa familiar sight.
The yellowed pages and antiquated cover of the book lay quietly within the drawer.
It hadnt moved in half a year.
Matthew had assud the book would follow him over the sumr break after leaving Hogwarts.
Yet, it seed to have vanished during his visits to Flourish & Blotts Bookstores basent and Room 13 of the Leaky Cauldron.
As if it had lost its magical connection.
Of course, this was ultimately a good thing; no one wants an item following them around like a ghost.
Matthew felt at ease with no one around, pulling the book entirely from the drawer.
As he turned the pages, he dipped a quill into ink and wrote:
Long ti no see!
The words quickly vanished.
Within seconds, dark green handwriting in a very familiar script appeared on the page:
Hello, Matthew!
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