hogwarts rose

The small bottle of light pink potion with fine glitter looked extremely incongruous in Snape's hands.

He frowned, and drank it with his head up like drinking poison. Seeing his extremely uncomfortable expression, Tria even felt that the bottle in his hand was unfortunately a defective product.

But obviously not, the effect of this small bottle of potion is greater than anyone present imagined.

The changes in Snape were visible to the naked eye, and Tria watched the unbelievable changes in the serious old professor in front of her.

The fine lines at the corners of his eyes due to overwork quickly faded away, and the calluses on his hands from handling medicinal materials all the year round also miraculously disappeared, and his sallow and gray skin returned to the paleness of his youth.

The most obvious thing was that Snape's straight and greasy black hair gradually became fluffy and dry under the effect of the potion.

This scene had as much impact on Tria as a ballet troll.

"It must be magic."

Triya murmured, and Oncasia smiled.

"This is magic."

Oncasia's voice was as gentle as ever, but there were subtle differences. He clenched the potion bottle in his hand, his eyes full of determination and excitement.

Triya looked at the transformed Snape, and swallowed uncontrollably.

Now Snape had deep brows and eyes, his face was pale without a trace of blood, his lips were tightly pursed, like a melancholy prince.

Even though he was still wrapped in the baggy robes and kept frowning and unhappy, it felt completely different.

Anyway, Tria couldn't feel any fear of Snape, instead she had a little...

pity?

Snape was obviously not used to the way Tria was looking at him, but there was no mirror in the Potions Office where he could look at himself.

He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and cast his eyes on Ancasia, revealing a hint of questioning.

"Extremely successful, Professor."

The success of the potion is naturally excellent, Snape nodded, feeling more satisfied with the kid in front of him.

In fact, he was a little surprised when Uncassia stopped him after class today. Although he usually has a preference for Slytherin students, most snakes are still afraid of having more contact with him.

After listening to Oncasia's request, he was even more shocked. The kid who only had one class in the first grade dared to think about improving the formula.

If he hadn't brought the semi-finished potion he made and ideas about synthesis and improvement when he came, Snape would definitely have sprayed venom to dispel the kid's thoughts of being overwhelmed.

But from the current point of view, this kid named Angkasia has a bit of talent.

"Go out if you succeed."

Snape flicked the corner of his robe, returned to his desk and sat down, his usual movements matched his current image with a little more chic.

Seeing that it was almost dinner time, it was time to let the two little devils go to eat.

Oncasia tidied up the table neatly and nodded to Snape.

"Thank you Professor, I will keep the original shares for you when I make a profit."

Snape snorted disdainfully, and waved his hands to signal the two to get out of here.

Tria followed her brother out of Snape's office, and asked impatiently as soon as the wooden door closed:

"Brother, are you going to sell potions?"

"Ok!"

Oncasia happily held the remaining three bottles of potion, the light pink streamer liquid looked beautiful and dreamy.

"Brother earns money for you to spend."

Oncasia's eyebrows and eyes are full of youthful spirit, which Tria admires and takes for granted at the same time.

Oncasia has always been a very good person.

Whether it's the Muggle world or the wizarding world, he can do well.

"Take it and play."

Uncassia stuffed two of the potions into Tria's arms, and put away the remaining one.

Tria immediately thought of Hermione. The two of them were curious about Draco's hair-raising secrets before, but the finished product was delivered to her immediately.

Be sure to share with Hermione!

Tria stuffed the vial into her purse with a beaming smile.

"The efficacy of this formula is about three months. If you still want it later, tell brother directly."

Oncasia held Triya's hand, and the brother and sister walked towards the auditorium together after a long absence. Since they came to Hogwarts and were assigned to two different houses, their time together was almost as good as before. there is none left.

"Brother and Theodore plan to jointly open a potion shop. Now the formula that Professor Snape helped us modify is a bit too effective. I plan to study and study how to make the effect of the medicine last for about a week. I will definitely be able to do it in the future." Make a lot of money to buy little dresses for Tria."

Oncasia always talks a lot in front of Tria, he is used to explaining everything to his sister carefully, but even so, he still has a lot of worries.

"You have to study hard in Gryffindor, you can ask your brother if you don't know the question, don't do dangerous things."

"You have to eat on time every day. I haven't seen you in the auditorium several times."

"Miss Granger is a very good friend, you should get along well with her."

"Theodore is also a very good guy, he helped me a lot."

"Tell me what kind of potion you want in the future, and my brother will give it to you after researching it."

……

Triya listened carefully to her brother's chatter like every day in the past ten years, and she was very well-behaved.

Even if the siblings can't stick together every day, their hearts are still close.

……

There were already a lot of people sitting in the auditorium, and everyone chatted livelyly together. Tria and Oncasia went back to their long tables in their colleges to find their friends.

Hermione made a place for Tria beside her, and Harry and Ron sat across from each other.

"Hermione, I have a gift for you."

Before her butt touched the bench, Tria couldn't wait to hand a bottle of potion to Hermione.

Hermione hesitated to take it:

"what is this?"

The little clear bottle contained a bit of the iridescent liquid, which looked completely harmless.

"Is it a prank prop my brother gave you?"

Ron, who was holding the chicken leg, took the time to raise his head and asked. He was obviously injured by his brother's "gift-giving" routine. Seeing similar scenes, he couldn't help thinking that it was a prank.

"No, it's from my brother, baby!"

Triya grabbed a piece of steak for herself, and retorted Ron unconvinced.

"Drink it, Hermione, trust me, you'll like it!"

Tria winked slyly at Hermione, coquettishly twisting and urging Hermione to drink.

Unable to bear Tria's continued rubbing next to her, Hermione uncorked the bottle helplessly, felt a little relieved by the berry smell, and then drank it down in one gulp.

The effect of the medicine was still displayed very quickly. Hermione's messy hair quickly became soft, and the curly hair was scattered behind her head obediently. The freckles on her face also faded a little, and the remaining marks only looked cute and cute.

"Wow~"

There was an exclamation from almost everyone at the Gryffindor table, especially Ron, who dropped her drumsticks onto the table.