Severus Snape

"One of the Flint family? Ah... I know."

After a while, in Gemini's room at The Leaky Cauldron, Old Tom, while simmering mung bean soup for Gemini, laughed heartily. His hunched back and missing teeth made his laughter seem a bit unsettling.

"The Flint family, while a pure-blood family, aren't exactly fanatical pure-blood supporters. That little brat Marcus was just led astray," Old Tom shook his head.

"Will I be in any trouble?" Gemini leaned back in the soft chair in the room, tilting his head as he heard this.

"Oh... Mr. Fox, you're just an eleven-year-old child. You kicked him lightly, what bad intentions could you possibly have?"

Old Tom grinned widely, his mouth full of missing teeth, and laughed: "To be so severely injured by an eleven-year-old child who can't even use magic, he might as well break his wand and drop out."

"For an eleven-year-old child who hasn't even started school yet, I hope you can be a bit more serious and not fill his head with such dangerous... ideas, Old Tom."

Suddenly, a indifferent voice sounded from the doorway. Gemini turned his head to see a man in a black robe standing at the room's entrance.

The man had slick, long black hair and was tall. His cold gaze swept over Gemini.

"Ah... Professor Snape," Old Tom chuckled awkwardly, turned, and pulled Gemini, who was on a nearby soft chair, to his feet. He quietly introduced Gemini to him: "This is the Head of Slytherin at Hogwarts, Severus Snape."

"Gemini Fox, it's a pleasure to meet you, Professor Snape," Gemini nodded politely.

"Mr. Fox's politeness truly humbles me," Snape said indifferently. "You kicked our Slytherin Quidditch team captain severely. Are you a dragon cub?"

"I don't have horns, nor do I have wings, sir."

"Then you're a troll?" Snape narrowed his eyes, his tone unfriendly.

Gemini's composed yet barbed response made him feel very annoyed.

"You haven't even enrolled yet, and I can already guess which house you'll be sorted into. Reckless, not knowing your place in the world, you and Gryffindor would be a perfect match."

Gemini said sincerely and gently, "Actually, I've always thought I'd be sorted into Slytherin. I admire it greatly."

"Shut up!" Snape rudely interrupted Gemini. "If someone like you could be sorted into Slytherin, I'd rather give up this Head of House position."

Gemini thought for a moment, believing this was a good idea.

"It's a deal, Professor?"

"You—had—better—shut—your—mouth!"

Snape gave Gemini a dark look. "Dumbledore sent me to handle this matter, so I have the authority to decide whether you need to be expelled from Hogwarts. Want to try? Expelled before you even start school, you might be the first in Hogwarts' history?"

"Now, I ask, you answer," Snape glanced at Gemini. "What was the cause of this? Why did you strike with such severity?"

Gemini blinked his eyes, looking at Snape with pleading eyes.

His innocent gaze made Snape irritable. "Speak—"

"You told me to shut my mouth, Professor..."

"Damn it! Blast it! You can speak now!" Snape's tone grew increasingly agitated.

"Alright," Gemini shrugged innocently. "He called me... uh... a Mudblood."

"Oh—that's not a nice thing to say..." Old Tom's mouth widened on the side, his tone exaggerated.

Snape shot him a glare, and he quickly covered his mouth.

"So... this is... the cause of the incident?" Snape's expression calmed down, and he asked indifferently.

"That's right, then I grabbed his arm and lightly kicked him..."

Snape stared intently at Gemini, a mocking smile appearing on his face: "Truly... a light kick, to kick someone into severe injury, breaking five ribs. Did you add any magic to it? Like athlete's foot or something?"

Gemini picked up the metal soup bowl beside him, rubbed it between his hands, and directly crushed it into a metal ring.

"I've always been a bit strong since I was young..."

Snape looked at the metal ring with finger marks on it, his brow twitching. With this kind of strength, perhaps he really was a dragon cub?

Witnessing Gemini's exaggerated strength firsthand, Snape finally believed that Gemini had indeed given Flint a light kick. With this kind of strength, if he had truly intended to kill, one kick could have opened a hole in Marcus's chest. Compared to that, breaking a few ribs was nothing?

His cold gaze swept across Gemini's face. Snape, with a blank expression, turned to leave.

"Um... Professor?"

Gemini tilted his head.

Snape turned back impatiently: "Is there anything else?"

"Was I... disciplined?" Gemini asked uncertainly.

"If you want to experience it, I don't mind," Snape said, leaving the room impatiently, his voice carrying from outside the door: "If there's a next time, I will definitely expel you. Stay in your room obediently for the time before school starts, Troll Kid."

Stomp, stomp, stomp...

The black figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs. Gemini leaned on the doorframe, poked his head out to glance in the direction Snape had left, then returned to the room and looked at Old Tom with some uncertainty.

"So... I'm... okay then?"

Old Tom grinned widely, his mouth full of missing teeth: "That one is not easy to deal with at all. You're very lucky."

"It's not luck," Gemini smiled gently, shaking his head.

He had read the original Harry Potter books many times. In Gemini's opinion, Snape was more suitable for handling this matter than Professor McGonagall.

If there was one word Snape hated the most, it would definitely be 'Mudblood'.

Besides, Snape lived in Spinner's End, a place not far from London, which was probably why Dumbledore sent him.

However, his claim that he had the right to expel Gemini was pure intimidation. Even if Dumbledore granted him disciplinary authority, it would at most be a severe warning, not the power to expel students.

Otherwise, all the Gryffindor students would have been expelled long ago...

The incident where Marcus Flint was severely injured by a kick still caused quite a stir. After all, the wizarding population wasn't that large, and no matter how much they tried to conceal it, others would eventually find out.

Flint's father worked at the Ministry of Magic and had been clamoring for days to severely punish a new student named Gemini Fox.

However, despite his efforts to pull many strings, he was ultimately blocked by the formidable Dumbledore. No one could overrule Dumbledore to discipline a Hogwarts student, not even the Minister.

For the next entire month, Gemini remained completely stable, causing no further disturbances.

He either studied spells from his Charms textbook or continuously refined the fabricated memories he had woven. The month passed quite productively.

Ollivander was right; a wand chooses the wizard, and an excellent wand naturally chooses an excellent wizard. Regardless of whether Gemini would achieve great things in the future, his magical talent was undeniably exceptional.

For commonly used spells like the Levitation Charm, Scouring Charm, and Mending Charm, Gemini seemed to grasp them almost instantly. He also tried his hand at defensive spells like the Disarming Charm and Stunning Spell, both of which he could cast with ease.

Only the Patronus Charm remained a mystery to Gemini, as he still had no clue how to cast it.