Harry Potter Morning Light

"Have you ever thought that the wand produced by Ollivander is actually an organ?" Pomona Sprout changed her muddy witch's robe, coiled her gray hair with a pearl hairpin, Wearing a slim black dress robe with her back facing him, some formal occasions must bring a female companion to participate, and she must cooperate with him because she is a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

"What did you say?" Snape had just lost his mind, and the boys at school were now vying to ask Fleur to the Christmas party like it was an honor.

There was a change afoot, and he felt that it would make him different from what he had been.

"Did you forget what we discussed in your office last time?" She turned her head, and there was a potted plant on the table in front of her. It is called grafting, grafting the branches or buds of one plant to the stem or root of another plant, so that apple trees bear sandy fruits, and persimmons bear black dates. The main factor affecting the survival of grafting is affinity. The little wizards in Levand's store have to wave their wands a few times and ask questions about whether they like to use their right hand or left hand. I heard that the core of Fleur's wand is also Veela hair, which belongs to her grandmother. She was born with that A wand is a pair, because their affinity is strong..."

He didn't hear a word.

He kept thinking about a question in his mind, whether there was something wrong with his eyes, why didn't he realize that she was so beautiful.

"Are you listening to me, Severus?"

"Listening." He lowered his head, absently fiddling with the mandrake leaves by the greenhouse door, which looked perfectly healthy now.

"If the wand is removed, we are the same as Muggles regardless of our clothes, but it is precisely because of the wand that we can use magic, just like grafted branches..."

She kept talking, but he hoped that she would shut up. What she said was obviously a topic that he would be interested in before, but now he is suddenly not interested. Why can't she understand?

This restless mood lasted all the way to Malfoy Manor. The peacocks were still busy socializing all day long. There were many candles floating in the courtyard, just like the ones in the Hogwarts restaurant. Competition.

"Hi, Severus." The drunk Lucius Malfoy came to the balcony on the second floor he occupied, Snape frowned, most drunks like to talk nonsense, now is just a good time to talk, but He doesn't want to do that now.

"Where did you find that beautiful creature that came with you?"

"nothing dealing with you."

Lucius looked at him with misty drunken eyes, "Are you a virgin?"

Snape originally planned to drink, but now he wanted to pour the wine in his hand on Lucius Malfoy's head, and then cast a raging fire.

"Malfoy Manor is huge, if you want to stay here overnight, I can arrange a room for you at any time." Lucius looked down at Snape's pants, "Interested in using your other magical wand? "

"you're drunk."

Originally a sacred thing was said so disgustingly by old Malfoy, Snape felt that those women who were deceived by his classical beauty were really blind.

"Narcissa wants to leave me." Malfoy stood up reluctantly. "We sleep separately now, if it weren't for the fact that Black's house has fallen, she would have left."

"Does Draco know?"

"I'm really thankful that Hogwarts is a boarding school. He rarely goes home except for vacations." Lucius sneered, and then looked at Pomona, who was chatting happily in the crowd, "Why waste my talent, as long as She wishes she would be as much a social favorite as Madame Zabini."

Blaise Zabini is a student of Slytherin. His mother is Mrs. Zabini, an illegitimate son whose father is unknown, but he is undoubtedly a pure-blood. He has not been bullied in Slytherin with his identity. Snape drained his glass in one gulp.

"She's in charge."

Lucius Malfoy withdrew his frivolous gaze, returned to Snape, and looked at him again as if he was meeting him for the first time.

"who?"

"I."

Lucius whistled a flirtatious whistle.

"What?" Snape bared his teeth like a growling Cerberus.

"There are many things in this world that can be shared, but there are two things that cannot be shared. One is your own heir, and the other is the woman you are fooling around with. Why are you still standing here? You don't worry about her being taken away by others ?"

"We're not fooling around!" Snape wanted to drink, but found that the glass was empty, and threw it off the balcony in frustration.

"But you really want to hang out with her." Lucius Malfoy watched the glass fall to the ground and shatter into pieces with a loud bang. The temperature can be raised, why stand alone on the balcony blowing cold wind, come in with me."

Snape didn't move.

"Is it that obvious?" He hesitated for a long time before asking Lucius. Malfoy didn't know whether his head was blown by the cold wind or he was sober, and his expression became more serious.

"You're the same as you were in first grade," Lucius said. "Are you asking me for help?"

Snape didn't answer his own prefect's question.

In Slytherin, where interests are paramount, he must exchange something of equal value for help. Unfortunately, the new student Snape has nothing, so he was rejected by Malfoy when he asked Lucius for help.

"If you help me get Narcissa back, I'll help you." Lucius drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, with a rare persistent expression on his face.

"After you cheated on her so many times, do you still want to get her back?"

"Not for myself, but for Draco, he can't have a broken family."

Snape thought about it, and said directly, "Deal."

Lucius continued to stare at him.

"What's the matter?" Snape showed a fierce face, as if trying to scare the old peacock away.

"Don't you think your size gap is too big for her?"

"Mind your own business!" Snape turned to return to the lively room.

"Your sight, Severus, if I bring a match, you can light it from the air. Some people may think that you have learned the wandless fire magic. After all these years at Hogwarts, you finally got Deng Bullido's true biography?"

"I have no affinity for that out-of-control fire." Snape turned, tugging at his robes. "I'm a Prince."

"But you have a burning heart, Snape, did that come from your Muggle father?" Lucius said contemptuously, "If you want to keep climbing, change that Muggle surname, like Voldemort, Destroy all your unclean past."

"I don't see any clean spots on my body. Is it because I want to throw myself into the fire for my status?"

"Many students said that you look like a vampire, garlic can only drive it away, do you know how to destroy it?" Lucius leaned lazily on the railing, "That is to let him be with the phoenix, they are immortal Creatures are natural nemesis, if you are too close to the phoenix, you will feel warm at first, but after a long time, it is like tormenting in hell, Severus."

"Do you have any advice, then?" Snape asked in a greasy voice.

"Stay away from it. I remember someone once reminded you to stay away from the red-haired Lily. It's a pity that you didn't listen to the advice, so you suffered so much."

"You mean James Potter?"

"No..." Lucius frowned, and looked at the woman who came with Snape.

"What did that person remind me of?" Snape moved half a step calmly, blocking Lucius' sight with himself.

"You're a Slytherin, don't get too close to Gryffindor." Lucius looked at Snape in bewilderment, as if wondering why he pointed his wand at him.

"You're drunk, Lucius, go to sleep." Snape said softly, watching Lucius Malfoy slowly slipping to the ground, maybe he was afraid that he would hurt from falling, so he stretched out his hand to give Lucius a hand, After confirming that Lucius was sleeping soundly in the shadows, he stood up straight again, put away his wand, then pulled off his robe, and re-entered the brightly lit ballroom.

It didn't take long before there was warm applause inside. At this moment, the potion master who invented the wolfsbane potion was the protagonist. Everyone forgot where the owner of Malfoy Manor was.

Lucius Malfoy's wand was once snatched by the Dark Lord, and then blown to pieces by Harry Potter. With his wealth, he could buy as many wands as he wanted, but the one with his affinity could become his fifth limb. With the wand lost, his strength was not as good as before, at least Snape felt that he was not an opponent now.

The Dark Lord pursues perfection in everything. He believes that a duel should not be biting like two animals, but should be as beautiful as dancing in the hall. Snape learned that kind of waltzing under his training. pace of.

The Dark Lord thinks that this Muggle dance can make the wizard's robe elegant and elegant, so he highly recommends it. Unfortunately, not everyone can learn this "dance of death", and most Death Eaters are still immersed in the ability to abuse Avatar In the carnival of killing curses.

Those who are out of control look pitiful, and the Dark Lord often uses "really pathetic" to describe them.

He used to be very, very elegant, very, very charming, and Bella fell in love with him without hesitation, and as long as the mysterious man needed it, she could even ignore her own husband.

The marriage relationship between nobles is different from that of ordinary people. Many of them are political marriages. After completing their missions, the husband and wife have given each other. There are countless cheating, cheating, and illegitimate children. The Order of the Phoenix under Dumbledore was so overcrowded that no one realized how rare it was and assumed that everyone had this quality.

The Hook Hat used the Order of the Phoenix to defeat Voldemort, fulfilled his political goals, and became the Minister of Magic. The righteous people can become evil at any time, and the victors began to clean up the property, manor and official positions of the defeated. They often got drunk, Because they conquered evil, that's what he saw in the tavern after leaving home that day, how those Gryffindor "victors" boasted how brave they were at the Battle of Hogwarts, and as for West Ferris Snape became what they called the lover, he loved Lily all his life, and then he was "sadly" paid tribute to by a group of Gryffindors.

"What are you looking at?" The group of drunk wizards looked at him angrily, just like Lucius Malfoy now.

"Do you remember how to fight, Lucius?" Snape asked coldly with his hands behind his back. He felt like he was dancing with a cripple now.

Lucius had to answer with a roar, and thrust out his wand like a rapier, shooting an invisible thorn. Snape immediately apparated away, and when he reappeared, the thorn was the same as Neville's first. It exploded like the scene when the scabies potion was prepared in the first potions class, and the whole living room was almost affected. Narcissa protected Draco and hid behind a pillar.

"Look, imagine the shape of the blade and cut it out!" The girl in Hufflepuff's uniform waved her wand at a giant, and an invisible wind blade flew out, hitting the giant's body but was bitten by a mosquito After a while, it only scratched its back and continued to sleep.

"I won't teach you the kind of spell that you practice on a wooden man, because only a living target can test the strength of the spell for you. Have you seen the scar on Gugpu's body? I did it. But the blow just now did not cause any harm to it, do you know why?"

"Because you control the power." Snape, in his Slytherin uniform, replied immediately.

"Good boy, that's it." She wanted to rub Snape's hair, but maybe it was too greasy and twisted his nose instead.

"Is there any reward for my answer?" He looked at the senior with full expectation.

"Here, here you are." She actually took out a biscuit from her pocket and gave it to him.

"Why can't you give Slytherin points?" Snape asked, looking at the biscuit.

"I have no right to add or deduct points."

"Why not? Aren't you a prefect?"

"Don't you know Prefect Hufflepuff?"

"You're so smart, why aren't you?"

"This...it's hard for me to explain to you."

"then who are you?"

Senior Hufflepuff smiled slightly, covering her lips with her hand, "I won't tell you a secret."