George and Fred were shocked speechless. They couldn't believe that such a friendly partner on the train belonged to the evil Slytherin.

Pessatuben winked at them, saying 'I'm still your good friend'. He then stood up and walked towards the Slytherin Long Table, where everyone was applauding.

The Slytherin's seating arrangements were extremely strict. As the heir to an ancient family, almost all Slytherin knew the name of the Prince, so the best seat was left empty.

Pessatuben didn't show any expression, and calmly accepted the seat.

After sitting down, he received cordial greetings from the seniors around him.

He could even hear the whispers of the other students.

"Silence." The ceremony in front of the stage ended, and an old man with white hair and a long beard walked forward. A podium had appeared in front of him at some point. Headmaster Dumbledore said, "I'm sure everyone is hungry, so I won't say too much.

Last words: Gold, Mercury, Bronze, Black!

Enjoy your meal! "

As soon as he finished speaking, all kinds of delicious food suddenly appeared on the long table in front of him. The cheers grew even louder, and even the usually quiet Ravenclaw shouted out in excitement. It was obvious that the long ceremony had made everyone very hungry.

Pessatuben chatted with the people around him while enjoying the delicious food. The food in the Hogwarts wasn't just for show. As expected of a house elf who excelled at cooking.

The freshmen's seats weren't too far from the professors' seats. They could see Severus not too far away from them. His slightly long hair covered Severus' face. Pessatuben suddenly felt a little unhappy, so he looked at Severus as he ate.

Pessatuben's gaze followed Severus closely. Severus quickly noticed Pessatuben's burning gaze. When Severus looked over, Pessatuben smiled at him. Severus was dazed for a moment, then his brows furrowed even tighter.

Why did this Prins' smile make him feel strangely at ease? His nerves had been tense for many years after Lily's death, but for a moment he actually relaxed.

Severus quickly moved his gaze away, and spoke to the professor next to him to divert his attention.

Bosatu retracted his gaze in disappointment. He stabbed the piece of meat in front of him with his fork. 'Sigh, looks like it'll be hard to chase after her.' With that thought in mind, he turned his grief into motivation and swallowed the piece of meat.

After dinner, the freshmen were led by the prefects to their respective public resting areas and assigned dormitories, they were taught the rules.

The current prefect of Slytherin was called Gamma Farley. She looked like a cheerful young man.

After passing through a long corridor, they walked down until a wet wall blocked their way. "Stop, freshmen. I'm going to tell you the most important thing. No matter what you're doing, you'll need to match the password when you return to the resting area. Only if you get the correct password will Slytherin open the door to you. Remember, the password changes every two weeks. Pay attention to the bulletin board in the resting area at all times, and remember the way back."

"Snake," Gamma said the current password. As expected, a circular doorway appeared in the wall, and the doorway slowly moved to the side.

"Wow!" a child cried out in surprise.

Slytherin's resting area was at the bottom of the lake. It was a huge, translucent room with black marble walls and a semi-transparent dome ceiling. Through the ceiling, one could see the light reflected off the lake.

The lights in the resting area all glowed green. Occasionally, one could see through the window to see creatures swimming by. The glass was reinforced with magic, so there was no need to worry about it suddenly breaking.

At that moment, a mermaid swam by, even though it didn't look very aesthetically pleasing.

"Listen up." Gamma's voice brought the freshmen back to their senses. Some of the seniors had already returned to their dormitories, while others found chairs to sit down and chat. "First of all, congratulations. At the same time, I'm very happy that you're able to enter Slytherin. As you can see, our symbol is a snake — an extremely intelligent animal.

It's worth mentioning that Merlin is also a student of Slytherin.

The rules of the academy are posted on the right side of the door, and the password is on the bulletin board on the left. Students from other academies are forbidden from entering our resting area. At the same time, our school's ghost is Blood Man Barlow. If you want to get along well with him, don't ask him where he got his blood.

The dormitories are two people to a room. Do you want to distribute the rooms freely, or do you want me to do it? "Gamma asked about the dormitories.

Actually, on the way here, many of the freshmen had already decided on their future roommates.

Pessatuben had been silent the entire time, and had even used his glare to scare off those who wanted to make friends with him.

It wasn't his fault. Pessatuben was still immersed in the grievance of being ignored by the headmistress.

In the end, Pessatuben was left alone. As a person who everyone wanted to make friends with, it was shocking that he was left alone. Fortunately, Pessatuben didn't care. He was even secretly happy about whether he should let Draco live with him when he entered the academy next year. As for Draco's original roommate, who would care?

After packing up everything, Pessatuben happily went to sleep.

What Pessatuben didn't know was that his performance today had earned him the nickname 'Cold Snake'. It was already slowly spreading among the freshmen of Slytherin.

Pessatuben was woken up by his biological clock early in the morning. When he was at Princes Manor, his strict schedule allowed him to wake up at seven o 'clock sharp.

He glanced at the timetable on his bedside. The first period was his headmistress' Potions class, and it was with Hufflepuff.

Pessatuben took his textbook and went to the auditorium to have breakfast.

"Hi, our business partner." "Slytherin's little snake."

George and Fred's voices rang in his ears.

Pessatuben looked at the scene. In front of the two of them were a bunch of small gadgets. It looked like they were all in the experimental stage.

Fortunately, there weren't many students in the auditorium at this time. Otherwise, if they saw two Gryffindor lions greeting a little snake, there would be eight to ten different versions of the story about the twins and the Prins' heir before the afternoon.

"George, Fred, what did you guys come up with this time?"

Pessatuben sat opposite the two of them. He knocked on the table and a steaming hot breakfast appeared with a ding. Pessatuben would always think that the house elf was a magical and caring creature.

(Of course, Harry might not think so.)

"Look, the latest invention." George passed the red candy in his hand to Pessatuben. "Bold candy."

Fred continued, "After eating it, you'll become bolder. It should be suitable for people who are too timid to confess."

Pessatuben took the candy thoughtfully. "Have you tried it?"

"Of course, I tried it on a fourth-year Ravenclaw last night."

"But I heard it was a Gryffindor who was confessed to. That girl beat up Ravenclaw's buddy and sent him to the school hospital."

"It sounds sad, but it's pretty interesting."

Pessatuben put the candy in his pocket. He looked at the auditorium that was gradually filled with students and got up to leave. "Alright, it's time for class. I look forward to more of your results."

"No problem, generous investor!"

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Pessatuben felt a slight chill when he walked into the Potions classroom. There was a row of wooden cabinets by the wall for soaking animal specimens. The necessary ingredients, crucibles, and other tools were all placed in advance.

Severus was the only one in the classroom with his back to the lectern.

Severus turned around when he heard footsteps. When he saw Pessatuben, he suddenly felt a headache coming on.

"Slytherin's good student. You're early, Mr. Prins," Severus said.

Pessatuben heard a trace of pride in his voice. "Good morning, Professor Snape. I don't think my status will allow me to be late."

"That's right. I hope you'll be able to bear the name in class." Severus seemed to be in a good mood.

The two chatted for a bit and discussed some recipes. Pessatuben revealed some ancient recipes to Severus, which obviously piqued Severus' interest. The two agreed to continue their discussion in Severus' office during the afternoon break. Now, it was time for the freshmen's first class.

Obviously, for freshmen who were coming into contact with potions for the first time, making the simplest potion was like a difficult battle.

"Let go of that poor frog brain. It's just a frog brain. It doesn't need to be cut up."

"Sir, I think I said cut up, not crush. Oh, you might not be able to tell the difference between 'cut' and 'crush'."

"Do you want to blow up your hands in the first class? Girl, you can't let the chee grass grow in your brain."

"And you, Mr. Prins. Don't think that you can watch others make a fool of themselves just because you finished making the potion. I don't think you'll become a stupid Gryffindor, but your silly look right now really makes me think that you don't belong to Slytherin."

Pessatuben silently withdrew his gaze. He looked at Severus's expressionless face and felt that this man was so cute. And how did he come up with those words? When he was little, he would blush if he even hugged her.

"Bang —"

The sound of a pot exploding came from the corner.

It was a murder caused by the wrong thing.

Pessatuben couldn't bear to watch any longer.

"Very — good — I said you can't put this in. It seems that some people think they're better than their professors. For your lack of attention, Ravenclaw will deduct ten points, and ten points for damaging the school property. Someone thinks they're getting too many points on the first day of school? You should be glad that you're not a Slytherin," Pessatuben said as he glared at Pessatuben, who was snickering. "Otherwise, you'd have to work for a month.