Hogwarts: Who made her a professor?

Chapter 33 The Most Pathetic Worm in the World

The feud between Belvina Black and Severus Snape dates back almost a decade.

One was a lone student, and the other was the youngest professor of core courses. The two should not have become enemies.

However, what shouldn't have happened still happened. The young professor took revenge for personal reasons, and the audacious student defied his teacher, thus beginning the feud between the two.

Over the next decade, the young professor led Slytherin to consecutive House Cup victories in his own way, and the lone student transformed into a Ministry of Magic official and a confidant of the Minister.

If the two had not met again, their grudge might have gradually faded away with the passage of time. However, they unexpectedly reunited at Hogwarts, reigniting their old feud.

The faculty and staff lounge was so quiet that you could hear each other breathing.

"hehe."

A jarring chuckle broke the silence. Snape said softly, "Black, since when did you start valuing Slytherin's honor?"

Whether in the past or present, fights between Gryffindor and Slytherin students have occurred frequently, but Belvina, a Slytherin, has never participated in any of them.

"Honor?" Belvina gave a mocking smile. "Does Slytherin still have any honor to speak of? Under your leadership, Slytherin has become even more despicable."

Discrimination against Muggle-borns is a matter of lineage and cannot be blamed on Snape. However, in recent years, Slytherin students have become increasingly unruly, and Snape, as the head of the house, cannot escape responsibility.

While it's said that Slytherin won the House Cup for many consecutive years, everyone knows how they successfully defended their title. Snape's blatant favoritism inadvertently created countless enemies for Slytherin students.

Since the start of the semester, Slytherin students have been the last to learn about the Muggle Studies curriculum, not only because of their disdain for Muggles, but also partly because they are not well-liked.

The shrewdness, cunning, ambition, and lust for power characteristic of Slytherin are nowhere to be seen in these Slytherin students. Most of the vast house consists of brainless pure-bloods who are either making enemies or on their way to making enemies.

Why not just stop calling it Slytherin and rename it the Purebred Breeding Station? That would completely prevent half-blood wizards or Muggle-born wizards from entering the school.

"I've really seen something new today. I never knew that discriminating against and mocking others was something to be proud of, and that wantonly insulting others could get you the Dean's protection," Belvina continued. "I heard that in your Potions class, you insulted Neville Longbottom in a similar way?"

Belvina's meaning is quite clear: if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too.

It is precisely because of the flawed influence of their parents and families, coupled with Snape's disgusting protection, that the Slytherin students become increasingly irresponsible. They take it for granted that no matter what trouble they cause, someone will bail them out.

When the Dark Lord roamed the British Isles, even the worst Slytherin House could provide him with a group of excellent henchmen. But look at Slytherin now, it's truly getting worse with each generation.

When the Dark Lord returns, none of Slytherin's students in recent years will be of any use; they won't even qualify to become cannon fodder.

Of course, from the perspective of fighting the Dark Lord, the less capable Slytherin is, the better. The current Slytherin is really great, fantastic!

"My teaching methods are none of your business," Snape began his retort. "When it comes to tarnishing Slytherin's reputation, you're the one who's tarnishing it, aren't you? Do you know what they call you? A pure-blood traitor."

Calling Belvina a traitor implicitly equates her with the Weasley family, which is exactly what you want to happen.

"That's wonderful!" Belvina clapped her hands excitedly. "I just didn't want to stay on this old, run-down ship feeding fish with those idiots."

Belvina knew perfectly well that the Dark Lord would rise again, and she knew he would fail again. She had no intention of charging into battle or cheering him on. Moreover, Belvina disliked the Dark Lord's ideas and, even more so, his reign of terror.

Most importantly, with that bunch of brainless idiots under the Black Demon's command, how could one god lead four dummy monsters to victory?

As the old saying goes, it's not the god-like opponents you should fear, but the pig-like teammates.

These wizards who cling to purebloods are terrible allies. They can neither see the situation clearly nor control it. To stick with them is like joining the German army in 2004 or 2005.

What's even more ridiculous is that they entrusted their children to Hogwarts, yet they didn't even realize that their children had been raised to be good-for-nothings. Some of them even had the leisure to cause trouble outside. Even if their brains were cured, people would still drool over them.

Of course, they might also think that their own children should be like this, completely unaware of the current situation of Slytherin House facing a generational gap.

To be honest, if Belvina were a Death Eater, she wouldn't dare send her child to Hogwarts.

It just goes to show how kind the children in wizarding society are. If Belvina were a freshman in Gryffindor, she would be leading a group to ambush Malfoy at the entrance to the Slytherin common room every day.

"Feed the fish?" Snape said dismissively. "Even fish wouldn't eat your monstrous brain, it's so stupid and dumb. Do you think you're the only smart one and everyone else is an idiot?"

Belvina's haughty, self-righteous demeanor disgusted Snape. Whenever he saw Black's arrogance, the Potions Professor would recall his miserable student days and the night he lost everything.

To everyone's surprise, Belvina's expression became even more disdainful. She curled her lip and said slowly, "I'm not a smart person. Smart people are all infiltrating the Black Lord's inner circle. Isn't that right, Severus?"

Are you trying to cheat?

If you can't win an argument, you resort to personal attacks?

Since you lack martial ethics, don't blame me for bringing up the very thing I don't want to talk about!

Faced with Belvina's revelation, Snape seemed to be possessed by Nicholas Zhao Si, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

This is a dark chapter in Severus Snape's history, a chapter many students are unaware of, since these students weren't even enrolled yet when Snape was on trial at the Ministry of Magic.

"Heh, your sense of humor is as hopeless as your brain." Snape composed himself and continued, "Want to get off the ship? You've been tied to the mast for ages, ever since you were born."

Your last name is Black, your whole family are Slytherins, your whole family are Dark Lord supporters, you're a black family and you want to whitewash yourself?

Belvina poked Snape in the back, and Snape in turn exposed Belvina's secrets; the two, who were constantly hurting each other, were evenly matched.

"Ha!" Belvina let out a loud, strange laugh. "Some people would fight tooth and nail to get on a wrecked ship that I wouldn't even look at. Isn't that funny?"

The two engaged in a fierce verbal battle, neither willing to back down, turning the faculty and staff lounge into a scene of intense conflict.

Belvina felt that Hogwarts' education had great flaws, especially Slytherin House, which not only failed to correct students' bad habits but also fostered the growth of evil practices.

With such family and educational guidance, how could Slytherin students not be sent to Azkaban?

Snape, on the other hand, believed that Belvina was using this as an excuse to vent her pent-up anger and make a scene. He felt that the Slytherin headmaster hadn't considered the educational aspect at all, nor did he think that Belvina was thinking about the students.

And so, Belvina talked about city gate towers, while Snape talked about hip joints; the two, who were not on the same wavelength, escalated their theoretical discussion into personal attacks.

"Oh, right, this guy finally managed to squeeze onto the ship, but then jumped off. Don't you think he's hilarious?" Belvina continued. On the issue of Hogwarts' education, she was in the right and had nothing to fear. Just do it!

"I don't know if this person is interesting or not. I only know that some people just lie on their laurels at home, doing nothing of value, yet they look down on others," Snape retorted, not backing down an inch.

They beat my teammate badly!

Belvina and Snape, who were exchanging barbs in the faculty lounge, were actually teammates on the same side. Their ruthless attacks on their ally delighted the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters.

Snape may not know Belvina's true stance, whether she is genuinely close to Muggles or has ulterior motives, but "the Seer" Belvina knows very well which side Snape is on.

In later generations, countless marketing accounts were filled with people feeling sorry for Snape and wanting to have his babies. Belvina had no idea how outstanding Snape was in their eyes; in her mind, Snape was just a rotten person.

You gave me a papaya, I returned a precious jade.

During her school days, Belvina was a well-behaved Slytherin girl who never caused trouble or mischief, except for being chased around by Mrs. Pince. So how did Snape treat her?

The vengeful Belvina didn't care how great or tragic Snape was; even if he became the headmaster of Hogwarts one day, Belvina would still do it without hesitation.

Snape slowly rose to his feet, his wide black robes making him look like a ground bat. He looked down at Belvina and said in a low voice, "Black, do you think I can't see what you're up to?"

Belvina was slightly puzzled. There were only two people in the lounge; was it really necessary to lower one's voice?

"You want to replicate Cornelius Fudge's success, don't you?" Snape continued, "To openly express your affinity for Muggles and support for Muggle rights in order to gain Dumbledore's trust—is that your ambition? Slytherin's ambition?"

Snape's statement wasn't entirely wrong; Belvina did indeed have the idea of ​​gaining Dumbledore's trust, but not for the position of Minister of Magic. Rather, she wanted to coast through her studies—that's what it means to get by without effort.

"Guess what the first thing I'd do if I became Minister of Magic?" Belvina didn't refute, and she also stood up, not letting Snape continue to look down on her.

The faculty and staff fell silent again, with only the soft rustling of Belvina's footsteps.

She continued, "Don't worry, Severus, although I'm not a great person, I won't take revenge like some people do."

As she spoke, Belvina walked toward the door of the common room. She realized that it was impossible for her and Snape to have a calm discussion about Slytherin's education; it was not something they could control at the moment.

"Severus," Belvina said, her right hand resting on the doorknob of the lounge, "I think you're the biggest wretch in the world. It was the same ten years ago, and it's still the same ten years later. You're just like those stupid students under your command, you haven't improved at all."

Belvina's voice was so soft that Snape thought he had misheard.

Whether it was mockery from an enemy or condescending pity, Snape couldn't immediately figure out Belvina's thoughts.

Soon, only Snape remained in the common room. The Potions Professor slowly sat down, his movements as slow and careful as those of an elderly man.