I, an emotionally flawed person, seek redemption at Hogwarts

In the Leaky Cauldron, Old Tom was cleaning the table. The green light flickered in the fireplace. A thin figure wearing a black cloak and a hood covering his face walked out of the fireplace with a cane.

"Glenn, you're here again, this time via Floo powder." He waved to Glenn enthusiastically.

Glenn nodded slightly at him, and in the gap between the hood and the light, the boy could vaguely see the black ribbon wrapped around his eyes.

Walking to the trash can in the patio, Glenn knocked on the door to Diagon Alley with his cane.

Ever since he and Hermione returned home, Glenn had planned to start making money.

He came to Diagon Alley this time to purchase potion materials and sell some of the potions he made. This formed a good and stable cycle, and Glenn's reserves of gold galleons increased rapidly.

After purchasing the potion materials and selling some of the potions, Glenn put the supplies into a waist bag under his cloak and cast a traceless stretch charm.

He stretched out his wand against his throat:"Hoarse voice."He cast a modified version of the amplification spell that Glenn had modified. He only needed to adjust a few magic circuits to turn the sound he made into the desired effect.

He spread his shoulders, expanded inward, tightened his head, looked down, and bent his legs. Glenn once again pretended to be a hunchbacked old man. He slowly walked along the shadows of the buildings in Diagon Alley towards a corner. After passing a street that was obviously much quieter, his figure disappeared into the deep alley between two buildings.

He walked unsteadily, tapping the ground with his cane, feeling the feedback from the surroundings.

The air was still as damp and stuffy as before, with a faint stench and smell of blood, and a faint sense of misery. The shouts could be heard from time to time.

This is Knockturn Alley, the dark side of Diagon Alley, where countless dark wizards and poor people live. Glenn came here to sell some potions that cannot appear on the market and his own lethal poisons that are constantly being improved based on the medicinal properties of the potion materials. These things are very popular here.

Glenn: Come and see the poison that is several versions ahead of you wizards.

Ever since he discovered that the toxicology of his previous life and the principles of some poison configurations in alchemy can match, Glenn began to use his own pharmacology to try to combine the poison materials in the Muggle world with the poison materials in the wizarding world.

Although the output of the brewing is not much , still in the exploratory stage, but the current poison alone often costs 130 Galleons or more for a pint, and it will only be higher in the future.

There will never be a shortage of customers for this kind of thing.

As for being targeted by others?

Ever since he was robbed by a dark wizard with a killing curse when he first came to the alley, he backfired and blew up half of his body.

After keeping his body suspended with a hemostatic potion in full view of everyone, he tried the first generation of poison, which was only a test product at the time, on his mutilated body.

When the half of his body on the ground came into contact with a few drops of colorless liquid, it quickly dissolved in a pool of pus amid screams, and no one ever came to target him again.

Although the dark wizards People were afraid of him, but after finding out that if they didn't provoke him, people would ignore them, Glenn's reputation spread in Knockturn Alley.

He relied on his superb skills in preparing potions, and customers flocked to the poisons that he sold in limited quantities every time he came.

When they came to the free trade place and sat on the ground, there was no need to shout, and people gradually came up and quickly sold bottles of colorful potions. It didn't take long before they were sold out.

Glenn stood up, took his crutches, and walked steadily on the way back to Diagon Alley, using his super senses to silently collect information from the people in Knockturn Alley during their exchanges.

At a section of the road, Glenn stopped and heard a few words that made him stop.

"Malfoy...child...ransom."

Glenn turned around and ran towards the direction of the voice. He remembered that when he and Hermione were chatting with Dumbledore, they had asked about pure-bloods. Dumbledore explained the historical heritage of the twenty-eight holy families, one of which was the Malfoy family.

Dumbledore specifically mentioned it because of Snape's relationship:"Among the Malfoy family, there is a person of your age. He is actually Professor Snape's godson."

Glenn no longer hesitated as the fragmented information in his mind continued to piece together.

In order to thank Snape,���The care I've taken these days, this unfortunate guy must be saved, it's also a favor

"Super sense, Wind, Light as a feather, Silent, Muscle enhancement, Adrenaline, Weakened presence……"During the attack, Glenn put away his crutches and silently cast a buff spell on himself.

With Glenn's daily practice, these simple spells can be released quickly and coexist briefly in Glenn's 11-year-old body. Although the superposition of magic circuits is a bit uncomfortable, it is not completely unbearable.

He felt that in a dark corner, three men of different sizes surrounded a shivering little boy. Two of them were discussing something fiercely, and the other one was holding the boy's shoulders with his hands like dead branches.

In the street far away from them, Glenn jumped up, and with the blessing of the spell, he stepped silently and quickly came to the blind spot above the three people's vision. Glenn, who was hanging upside down on the eaves, waited for the opportunity to attack.

The two people who were talking closed their eyes at the same time at a certain moment.

At this moment, Glenn's curled legs suddenly exerted force, and silently pounced down from the head of the withered figure holding the boy, rotating his body in mid-air, and then slashed down at the head!

Physical. Fainted.

As he knocked the man to the ground, his left hand suddenly moved backwards and silently released the Luminescent Spell.

""The wand came out from his sleeve, and the red light knocked the man on the right away. Glenn fell to the ground, pulled the boy up and retreated backwards, while silently casting the next spell.

"Clouds and mist"��Lun muttered to himself, and his figure disappeared into the mist.

The only man standing at this time opened his eyes that were dazzled by the fluorescent light. Large patches of light appeared in his sight. Looking at the two pieces of waste lying beside him and the mist that filled the air, he was shocked and wanted to retreat. He turned around and ran back.

But he was lost in the mist and had nowhere to retreat.

A cruel look appeared on his twisted and hideous face, and the fear in his heart turned into murderous intent, surging wildly.

A green light appeared at the tip of his staff, and an object broke through the air diagonally upward from the mist in front of him.

"Ava……"He quickly turned his wand diagonally upwards.

At the same time, a cold object was pressed against his jaw.

""Puff", with a muffled sound, the man's head exploded, red and white objects splashed on the surrounding walls, the magic wand fell to the ground, the headless body fell to the ground, and blood spurted out.

Glenn stood up with one hand on the ground, put the safety on the gun in his hand, put it in the holster under the cloak, picked up the magic wand on the ground, and put it in his waist bag.

For the existence that had the intention to kill him, Glenn naturally gave it death.

"Cleaned up, the fire is blazing, forgetfulness is empty, forgetfulness is empty."After destroying the body and erasing the memory of the fallen, Glenn came to the boy he had placed behind the trash can.

"Draco Malfoy?" Glenn's hoarse voice sounded, like the friction of rotten wood.

Draco's face was pale, he could no longer speak, and nodded tremblingly.

After he was separated from his father Lucius Malfoy in Knockturn Alley, he was dragged here by the three robbers.

When those people said they wanted to exchange him for a ransom, his eyes lit up (physics), and then he felt a pulling force dragging himself deeper into the alley. There was still thick fog in front of his eyes. After a flash of fire, the fog dissipated, and only two people were left on the ground, whose life and death were unknown.

Then he heard the killer in front of him step out of the thick fog, come in front of him, and say his name in a weird voice.

It can't be a thief eating a thief!

Dad, save me!

Looking at the trembling Draco, Glenn only replied:"I know Snape, I'll help you."Then he turned and walked back the way he came.

As he turned, Draco vaguely saw the pale face under the shadow of the cloak and the eyes covered by black satin.

Damn~

It turns out that this gentleman is still blind!

Looking at Glenn walking further and further away, Draco finally came to his senses.

"Wait for me!!" He quickly got up and chased after him.