Chapitre 88: Regret.
After the first day of classes I was severely regretting putting Jim and Malfoy In hufflepuff. I had forgotten that hufflepuff and Ravenclaw had most classes together besides herbology were we took it with the slytherins.
So for most of the day I had to listen to those two numbskulls bucket and brag. "My fatherrrr.... hurr durr." Or "Being dumbledores disciple I already know how to....." we're common phrases of the day.
Then I had to deal with Jim trying to show off and challenge me to competitions every single class. It's like he didn't even realize how stupid he was being.
"You do know that my parents taught dumbledore right? Technically If someone wants to compete with me in mediocre skills it should be dumbledore and not you." I point out the obvious to him.
"What do you mean mediocre? And you actually think you can compete with dumbledore the greatest wizard of all time? You can't even turn your matchstick into a needle." He says confidently showing me his shiny needle.
"Not going to lie that skill will never be used it real life. But here you go." I point my wand at the matchstick and it turns into a miniature version of the Eiffel Tower.
"Idiot that's not a needle." He says with a guffaw.
I just face palm. "Someone must have dropped you when you were a child." I say.
"What are you talking about?"
"Never mind just go away." I say trying to shoo him off.
"But this is my desk?" He points out.
"Why are you sitting near me? I'll have to make sure this doesn't happen again." I sigh before laying my head down.
It only got worse when in the defense against the dark arts class. Quirrelmort stink so bad. It was like rotting flesh he tried to cover up with garlic. All he did was stutter all the time and spew bullshit. Like really why do you even need to stutter? To look less intimidating? Worst actor ever. I also had to make sure my obscurus didn't decide to eat him.
Classes were fucking awful. Nap time in history of magic was fantastic though. Just throw up a silencing spell so I don't have to hear everyone else snore and get some well deserved sleep.
Snape was another awful douche. He was extra bitter aswell since lily had lit into him and dumbledore sold him out. He took points off for absolutely everything. Breathing too loud, chopping materials too much, existing. It was just too much man.
I picked up my neat little school bag and walked right out to door. "Where do you think you going?" He sneered at me.
"Out of this garbage classroom. Your skills as a potion master are a joke and your teaching skills are even worse. I doubt you'd be fit to teach chimps let alone children. Good day." I say slamming the door right into his face and hitting it with a sticking charm.
There were shouts of rage and him yelling detention which I ignored. I whistled a happy tune as I made my way to the great hall.
Lily spotted me immediately. "Ryan aren't you supposed to be in class?" She asks me.
"Oh I just left potions I won't be learning under Snape as his skills are garbage." I say sitting down.
Dumbledore who had overheard decided to put his two cents in.
"I'm sorry but you'll still have to attend his classes if you want to pass potions." He says.
"No I don't think I will. You see I can actually hire in tutors. Plus I wonder what some of the higher ups in the board of education would say about his teaching skills? I wonder if I can have Perenelle see if she can get everyone investigated?" I say making the old man choke.
"I shall talk with professor Snape and see if he can make some changes." Dumbledore says.
"Yeah that doesn't really matter I still won't be taking classes with him and I advise you to keep it that way." I say with a smile.
The old man looks like he wants to say something.
"No no don't touch me there, that is my no no square." I say before dancing off with a giggling lily to find a place to sit.
She likes to chat about her day with me. It helps her relax during all these stressful times.
Before long Snape comes swooping into the great hall and starts shouting towards dumbledore.
"I demand he be expelled! Insulting me and marching out of class before using a sticking charm on the door! That's damaging school property and not respecting his professors I won't be teaching him." He shouts up a storm.
"Ah Severus my boy perhaps we can do this somewhere less crowded?" He asks eying all the children listening in.
"I won't be treated like this! I'm the one of the youngest potions masters ever!" He shouts.
"Doesn't make you a good teacher. It just makes you a master in potions. Even then the cauldrons weren't even cleaned properly and still had old potion residue in them you didn't even go over proper safety procedures." I point out.
Snape was pissed beyond words now. I had called him out in front of the whole school.
"Arrogant! Just like your father! You think you know about potions more than me boy?" He shouts pointing at me.
"Well my father is Nicholas Flamel." I say tapping my finger on my heir ring. "So i would mind your words greaseball. As for knowing more about potions than you, I'd have to give that a solid yes."
Bitch I had masteries and probably more training by better teachers than he did.
"Detention and 100 points from Gryffindor!" He screams.
I'm not even in Gryffindor man he really hates James. I don't say anything about that though.
"Yeah I'm not serving that." I say with a smile.
I'm just waiting for him to draw a wand on me. Sadly dumbledore quickly drags him from the hall.
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