Hogwarts: the Lost Snake

The green light representing death shines in the streets, crazy werewolves howl in the sky under the moonlit night, ancient alien races are ready to move underground, and fanatical Death Eaters are loyal to the deformed leader. He watches all of this calmly. He uses sweet honey to cover up his greed for killing, and uses profits to cover up his ideals and ambitions. Oh, Hogwarts, the great school of magic, the pride of wizards, the camp of the brave, the foundation of the cultivators, the cradle of those who seek knowledge, the starting point of the careerists, I wonder if you are still willing to tolerate a new careerist stepping into this place?