I made myself to the Slytherin table a bit of curiosity here as , the Slytherin is mostly a political training arena. Normally, they would introduce themselves beforehand in buffets or festivals , to reflect their parents' interests and alliances. It is the same even in the muggle world.
I expected my sorting result for some time. Unlike the other kids I knew that I may have all the characteristics in me. Each in different level, it's my ambitions that overlook them all. Even the cunningness is trained since I was reborn here. Mostly in preparation to face the future rise of Voldemort as a muggleborn. I am kind , well a doctor will be kind to at least to a certain degree and always has a hardworking trait. I generally love knowledge and wisdom that comes with experiences. But all these are guided my ambitions. Small to big , from wanting to surpass my big brother to surpassing most of the wizards watching me from the table- Afterall the last muggleborn in Slytherin was Tom riddle.
Afterall, unlike the wannbe-polticians I met they have the information I was muggleborns, McGonagall even met my family.
Snape was a half-blood prince. Mama Snape's scandal was quite famous, and it was even mentioned in the gossip magazines to this day. More like, 'the follow the path of love, as marriage filled with love is blessed by merlin. It may be your child that may be the next master portioner'.
The hilarious part it is in supporting article for election Mr. Gildeory Lockhart as the Witches Weekly's most charming smile.
It is apparently a call for his loving fans and unmarried women. The laughter burst out of me as walked towards the first years. I saw a place kept empty by Daphne, right in between the Troll like 5th year -Marcus Flint and her. Opposite to her is Draco with pansy Parkinson, Crabbe and Goyle, Nott etc.
Well, well, the hierarchy is already being set, the first seat to me is Daphne's way of saying that she wants to establish a friendship/alliance with me. Though it will be me at the head. My wandless magic may be a reason, but the truth is most likely that I will be the shield of it. Disposed if I lose my worth. I am a glorified figurehead and thug for the rest of 7 years. Afterall, I am the only outsider in this alliance.
The brats sitting beside her Tracy, Blaise , Alec morti, Catherine Poscoe. Madam Zabani is a supporter of neutral block. Morti's house is a big buyer of Greengrass Herbs. No wonder he sat in her alliance. Poscoe imports and exports are one of the major indications of progress in current times , a muggleborn headed company. Though he married in to Poscoe family, a newly established Pureblood house dating 4-5 generations.
They may outwardly show following my lead like here at the feast, but they are friends/followers of Daphne. I will now expect to support them now if things turn physical. Wrong term- Magical pranks / duels /violence.
Daphne's smile at me as if to say I know you understand. It made me burst out laughing again. Afterall, this is likely the best thing for me.
Here prejudice made her unable to think about me being muggleborn. Not discriminatory mind you. More like no one can learn Wandless casting in a month. Most likely from the information in her family library she may have understood the difficulty.
Even with my AI took months for me to be proficient in it. From 6 years of age to now. An average wizard or witch can be cast the wandless casting by Hogwarts graduation as long they know how to and worked for it. I mean at the start I had to rest after once. With the average Hogwarts wizard or witch's reserves it is possible to do it in the same amount of time as me. The only reason I could even do it was experiencing my AI's simulated perfect cast.
Since I managed it while starting Hogwarts, she realized I might be her Severs snape. That's right people. Lucius Malfoy supported Severus snape and he had the lifelong friendship of a magical powerhouse. I could already imagine Geroge Greengrass showing photos of Lucius and Snape , to look out for any chance to stumble upon an unknown. I mean Snape was also capable of wandless casting. My AI confirms it too. Most likely the training method is from his mother.
Though if I lose my worth by being disloyal or unable to develop, she will cut all relations and spread out about me being a figurehead. In fact, in the Den of snakes her standing may even rise from it.
Important things need to be said twice. This is the best thing for me.
You see the things with alliances is that they are 2-way street. She must never think muggleborns could cast wandless casting as they don't even have knowledge sealed in the pureblood libraries. She saw me as second coming of snape, a talented half-blood worth investing.
But I am a talented muggleborn who just got an alliance centered around him even if as a figurehead. When the day the truth comes out, oh it will come out. She and her friends will be forced to support me either risk being shown as something worse- incompetent.
My amusement must have shown on my face as she asked, "What's funny?"
"Nothing, though why are sure I am going to come to Slytherin."
"When you made an impression on me, a talented muggleborns according to you, Draco and finally the advice to Harry potter sealed it."
Scary as fuck dude. I mean I am a man in a child body. But this girl is genuinely 11-year-old. To quote her that seals it for me, she is a political prodigy. A Master of Human manipulation. Even in canon, She and her family are untouched . During Voldemort's reign there was a marriage alliance between her sister and Draco. If it weren't for mama Malfoy's saving of Harry potter. The Greengrass would have broken the contract with ease. Well, that's the politics are always the long-term plaining according to the current circumstance, but magical prowess makes the circumstances.
Both are needed for a long life. The evidence of it is starting his speech-
"Welcome to the new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
'Thank you!" said Dumbledore, but the food appeared with a wave of his hands. People were too hungry or simply didn't know like the muggleborns to notice that Dumbledore did nothing at all, that the house elves were the ones who made the food 'appear'.
All the students were hungry from a long trip, so they dug it happily, whilst chatting.
"Is the headmaster right in the head?" a first year asked.
"Many think he's going senile." Tracey Davis answered.
"That's what he wants some people to think. He isn't to be underestimated. Those who did suffered the consequences."
One of the older students replied to the inexperienced first year. Truly a house meant for churning out politicians.
The feast was interesting for me as I listened to my tablemates talk about the things heard from their sources.
Apparently, the Burkes and Farley are having another dispute about wiggenweld potion contract to Saint mungo's about to ripe for opening in 2 weeks. It's interesting to see the 4th year and 2-year glaring at each other.
Apparently, the families cleaned the market out of the wiggenweld potions to eliminate the other competitors from the race. By the time the official announcement came, it was too late now for other competitors now. The thing is the two heads tried to make the attempt to make the contract individually bypassing each other. Now the Saint mungo's administrator who also leaked the insider news to them , tossed this hot potato by revealing the truth to them both.
The issue will be done in a week. Though the economic implication is that a potion's rate is going to fall as the loser floods the market is not lost to one's interest. I am sure Owls will fly carrying this news along with the next one as well.
Because the feast ended, and Dumbledore began his speech that millions knew about in my previous life-
"I have a few start-of-term notices I would like to announce. The first years please note that the dark forest is strictly forbidden for all students. The caretaker has asked me to remind you that there is a list of forbidden items at school, you will find the complete list with him. Also, this year the third-floor corridor, on the right side, is out of bounds, to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death. Thank you."
"Why does it seem like he wants us to go there?" Daphne Greengrass was the one who spoke this time, even though she was a person of a few words.
"Really? Telling a school full of curious children that something is dangerous and challenging, is inviting them? I think not." I told her sarcastically.
That got a laugh out of most of them, it seems dissing Dumbledore is the way to popularity in Slytherin house. Then again ever since Dumbledore rose to power , The purebloods lost a lot of power. An oldest pureblood house back then can outright murder a witch/wizard as long is not well connected, not mention muggleborns. He might get a slap on the wrist at best.
Now let's say, as long you leave slightest evidence of any major crime- rape, murder, and blood line theft. Hello Azkaban.
Soon, the prefects guided the first years to Slytherin dungeons.
Severus snape strode in from the Common Room entrance with his scowl upon his face shoving the portrait open. Angling his arms, just so, he achieved his famed bat-like movement, robes billowing gracefully behind him.
In the common room, arrayed by year, the little Snakes waited silently. He nodded once to the prefects, Flint, and Torrence, and swept his to the front of the group. Us
Snape cleared his throat.
"You are all Slytherins," he said with no preamble and raked them all with his gaze. "Your House is a place of pride and power. Of cunning and survival. Of unity and strength. As members of this House, I expect each of you will come under suspicion and fear, from other students, your professors, and even the headmaster himself. Oh, yes, they will fear you, and what you might become. For Salazar Slytherin was known for his power, and he was known, too, for his exacting standards in those who came to his House. You all have the potential for great power, and the rest of the world will envy you that.
"So let me tell you this now: while you may hone certain of your talents in my demesne, outside these walls, you will act as one body, with only one purpose. House unity. You must be united. Those who fear you will think nothing of setting you one against the other, and in this way, pick you off at their leisure. Outside the confines of the Hogwarts dungeons, no one will take mercy on you. "
Damn, this guy can give a speech, I am sure the other heads are nowhere close to this. McGonagall may come close but Flitwick. no way.
"Thus, rule number one. Mr. Flint, if you would?"
Marcus Flint stood straighter, if possible, from his ramrod posture. "Yes, sir. Rule One: Slytherins are the House."
"Thank you," Severus said. "No matter where you are or what you do at Hogwarts, you will have pride and unity in your House. This means, if a member of your House is in danger or in need of assistance, you will assist them. This is not merely for sport, or duels – which, of course, are prohibited to all students, isn't that correct Mr. Higgs? – but for schoolwork and projects and getting to class on time."
The guy named Higgs is being scolded in front of the entire snake den. Seriously , I can already see eyes from his rivals turning on him ready to tear him apart.
Snape turned from him and glared at his newest Snakes. "Having pride in Slytherin also means you will maintain proper dress at all times, down to pants,"
Well, it seems he can joke too. You learn something new every day. Snape waited while thin snickers died out and continued, "And every moment you are on the grounds, you will conduct yourselves as a young Wizarding lady or gentleman should. Your prefects will give you lists of the specifics to memorize and follow, and you should understand I will brook no failure to comply with these regulations, at all, effective immediately."
I could here people gulping down at that. Damn, it's not fun and exhilarating to make jokes during these kinds of speeches.
"There are strict homework and bedtime schedules which you will follow rigorously, and you will be up, dressed, and at breakfast with your house promptly at oh-seven thirty every morning. Including weekends, Miss Hutchins, am I clear?"
The slothful Second Year girl nodded quickly.
"The nighttime schedule is posted on the board here," Snape told them, and pointed to the notice board just inside the portrait. "As is your morning bathroom schedule. Deviation from these assigned times will not be tolerated,"
Snape continued with his lecture for the next hour and a half, laying out his other rules and the consequences for trespassing on them, and suggesting the seniors to familiarize themselves with any mandates from other Houses, too, to be better prepared in the larger arena of Hogwarts.
At last came the part he dreaded most. "Are there any questions?"
Malfoy's hand went up. No surprise there.
"Yes, Mister Malfoy?"
"When're Quidditch tryouts, sir?"
Severus sneered. "You fancy yourself ready for that, do you?" Without waiting for, or expecting, an answer he continued, "Tryouts for the team will be posted on the board by this year's Captain, Marcus Flint. Regarding notices, Fifth Years and above may post without permission. All others are required to seek a Prefect's approval first. Anything else?"
Nobody asked anymore, not everyone has the privilege of being his godson.
Not like he stopped to hear any, He immediately turned around making his way out.
The concerning thing is his glance towards me as strode out.