In 1991.
In the garden of the Royal Berkshire Purple Bauhinia Villa in London.
Sunlight shone through the window, casting a faint glow on a handsome face.
Black hair and emerald green pupils made the young man look extremely handsome, and the slight smile at the corner of his mouth made him appear sunny and handsome.
However, what was awkward was a giant python nearly 30 feet long (9 meters) lying beneath the young man. The young man stroked the python's head, showing great intimacy.
"Kohl, relax, I won't eat you."
The young man smiled slightly, emitting a snake-like "hiss" sound, as if whispering like a demon, making the python even more nervous.
"Kohl will be careful, master is the best."
The python's scales trembled, becoming even more cautious.
He couldn't afford to relax; the last foolish snake that accidentally hurt its master had long since turned to bones.
A 30-foot-long python, 9 meters in length, could easily injure the young man before it with just a little force, and at this moment, the python looked pitiful.
"Samuel, dinner's ready."
"Okay, mom, I'll be right there!"
The young man teased the giant python while a call came from downstairs. He quickly turned around to respond and ran down the stairs, followed closely by the python.
"Baby, hurry up and eat, it's the Chinese food you've been craving. Your father spent a long time finding the recipe."
"Yeah, try your mother's cooking."
The blonde woman touched her son's head happily, and the man beside her smiled too, though his smile was strange.
"Mapo Tofu! Awesome!"
Samuel showed a surprised expression, excitedly tasting a bite, then frowned immediately.
"What the hell, why is there strawberry?"
He had lived in England for over a decade, and most of the food was normal, except that the ingredients were a bit monotonous, and he hadn't eaten anything bizarre, like the Starry Sky Pie, which wasn't even popular in England.
Seeing his mother's expectant eyes, Samuel swallowed the strawberry with tears in his eyes, giving a sideways glare at his father who was snickering. He didn't believe that his mother hadn't tasted the dish before serving it to him; at this moment, he even felt his stomach crying out.
He made up his mind to secretly pour all of this dish into Kohl's mouth later; the deer he ate last week must have digested enough by now, just right.
"Dong dong dong"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Just as Samuel got up to open the door to greet his savior, he suddenly frowned, paused, and said solemnly:
"Mom and dad, go upstairs first, I'll find you later."
Samuel's expression was serious; he keenly sensed that there was a creature outside that was extremely powerful and dangerous, and not coming with good intentions.
Seeing this, his parents reined in their smiles and watched their handsome son with concern as they walked away.
They naturally knew that their adopted child had extraordinary abilities, and the 9-meter-long Burmese python was the best proof.
His father was a famous surgeon in England, and his mother was a well-known local lawyer. They could be considered upper-class people throughout England.
Five years ago, after adopting their son, they discovered that he had the ability to communicate with snakes.
But they didn't mind; every time they saw his handsome and intelligent eyes, all they felt was pity. The reason they moved to a place far from the city was to help their son raise his little friends in the woods behind the villa.
Their son was mature, and these past five years, he had never given them any trouble. Sometimes he would even use a little special ability to help them solve many problems, but they never believed that such special abilities only occurred in Samuel.
Now that their son was serious, it must be because he encountered a strong enemy. As ordinary people, they could only choose to trust.
"Shadow Snake Hand!"
Samuel's hands moved slightly, forming a few simple hand gestures, and his entire right arm turned into an emerald green poisonous python, extending infinitely, carrying an unstoppable momentum that shattered the expensive wooden door.
The other party harbored malice and was powerful; he could only strike first.
"What's going on? What happened?"
Snape fell to the distance along with the shattered door, looking confused.
This year, the son of his enemy enrolling in school already annoyed him, and Dumbledore sent him to this godforsaken place to pick up new students.
He had a bad temper, and picking up new students in the Muggle world was not his job, but he couldn't refuse because Professor McGonagall was busy, and the name "Gaunt" in the new student's name meant he would definitely come to Slytherin, so he had to make the trip.
Seeing that the person who came was fine and struggling to get up, Samuel launched another attack again, opening his snake's mouth wide, with sharp fangs flashing a cold light.
"Protego Armor!"
Snape was no pushover. As a professor at Hogwarts and a former Death Eater, his strength was self-evident, and he reacted immediately.
The python hit the invisible shield and made a clanging sound but did not break through the shield.
"Petrificus Totalus"
Snape seized the opportunity to freeze the extending python in mid-air, and Samuel felt his whole body stiffen.
"Samuel Gaunt?"
Snape's eyes were surprised; he thought he had encountered some kind of Black wizard's trap, but to his surprise, it was a kid. He asked tentatively.
Looking at the man not far away who exuded a cold aura like a bat, Samuel was stunned.
Harry Potter? Could it be that this was the world of Harry Potter? After being reborn for so many years, the Gaunt surname and snake language should have made him suspicious, but the existence of the system had caused a deviation in his understanding of this world.
It was unlucky enough to inexplicably come to 1980s England, and then to become an infant. He thought he had been reborn, but his intuition told him that this was a time travel, and he was not in his original world anymore.
As a time traveler, he naturally had a system accompanying him, named the Achievement System. It only needed to achieve certain achievements to receive rewards.
However, because he had been familiarizing himself with skills over the years and rarely actively completed achievements, it had been two years since the last reward.
Now the system finally reacted.
Congratulations to the host for obtaining the title of "Rebel Disciple," reward "Snape's Glare," effect: mental intimidation increased by 70%, panel updated.
Host: Samuel Gaunt
Occupation: Wizard
Achievements: Orphanage King, Street Hero, Rebel Disciple
Talents: Snake Language x3
Skills: Big Snake Man Ninja Skills Collection (Incomplete) 3, Free Fighting 4, Snape's Glare 1
Magic Items: Blood Orchid x12
Pets: Kohl (Burmese Python) Rebecca (Anaconda) Ilya (Reticulated Python) Finn (Rock Python)
Samael cursed inwardly, thinking to himself, "Damn system, you should have told me earlier that this is the Harry Potter world! I could have prepared in advance, even if it meant updating the system interface ahead of time. I would have been satisfied just to see the word 'magic'."
Now, things had taken a turn for the worse. Before even the start of the school year, he had already clashed with a professor, and not just any professor—the most troublesome one.
"Hello, may I ask who you are..."
Samael knew the answer, but at this moment, he could only play dumb.
"The professor from Hogwarts," Snape replied tersely, his face full of menace, as he casually lifted the petrification spell.
Samael followed suit. His parents, watching the scene unfold through the glass from upstairs, let out a sigh of relief. They hurried downstairs and tightly embraced Samael, eyeing Snape warily.