HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

The heavy snow turned into a blizzard the next day.

Slytherin and Hufflepuff's Herbology classes were suspended, and as far as Lycoris knew, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw's Herbology classes were also suspended.

It was better to be in first year, taking Herbology class with Gryffindor, and Potter knew everything he was doing.

Now that he is in second year with Hufflepuff, he has to inquire about his situation.

"Mr. Potter is in a very bad mood. All the Gryffindor students are talking behind his back, saying that he is a descendant of Slytherin." Pansy said with a smile, "I had a meeting with the Hufflepuff students in the library today. There was a conflict. It was a pure-blood wizard who traced his origins to me nine generations ago who told me that Potter threatened him."

Pansy was talking about first-hand information, and Lycoris listened carefully and laughed along with her.

After all, I am also a villain in the script, so I naturally have to be more dedicated.

"Didn't your friend who traced his origins nine generations mention me?" Lycoris was curious about her position in their hearts after Pansy finished talking about Harry's situation, "I also spoke in Parseltongue that day."

"As you said, they said Harry hated Muggle wizards for letting Black Snake attack Justin Finch-Fletchley. It was you who called Black Snake away and gave the Dean time to take action." Pansy thought for a moment, Add, "There are other things to say about you that are positive."

How rare that he could still be Harry's control group.

If Dad takes away the black snake and doesn't have to buy time to take action, then where can he put his face as a double agent?

I just wanted to see Harry's on-the-spot reaction and ability to deal with emergencies.

Apparently, not good enough.

Potter was only twelve years old, so he couldn't ask for too much.

The fireplace beside him was burning and warm.

Lycoris looked up and looked around. The atmosphere in the common room was very good.

Everyone chatted quietly in twos and threes, which did not make people feel noisy and boring.

Theodore Nott and Draco Malfoy were playing wizard chess, while Crabbe and Goyle were drinking black tea and eating snacks.

This way of eating, I feel like I might not even need to eat dinner.

"Want to try it?" Pansy looked at Licoris, who was watching them eating snacks.

"I also have some snacks waiting for me." The girl got up and came back quickly.

She opened several oil paper packets and placed them in front of Liklis.

"Did you buy a Christmas gift?" Pansy put a candy into her mouth and played with it with her tongue.

"The order has been placed, but the owl hasn't been sent yet." Licoris prepared the same things as last year, and poured Pansy a cup of black tea.

"You eat it," Pansy pushed the oil paper bag towards Licoris and sighed, "I don't know what to give every Christmas. It would be great if everyone could give the same thing every year."

Isn't this what my father did?

He even delivered high-end potions to Malfoy Manor and left the rest at Madam Pomfrey's for everyone to pick up.

According to Licolis, Professor Sprout often went to get trauma medicine, maybe because the plants bite people so hard. Professor Flitwick occasionally went to get hangover potions, and he often went to drink. Professor McGonagall will go get a pick-me-up potion, while the vice-principal has a lot to worry about.

Principal...get the tooth-healthy potion.

"What are you thinking about?" Pansy waved her hand in front of her eyes.

"I was thinking about the Christmas gift giving method you mentioned." Licoris picked up a piece of pumpkin pie and took a bite.

Soft, sweet and delicious.

"Have you thought of it?" Pansy asked curiously, "Tell me about it?"

"The advantage of books is that basically everyone has reading preferences and it is not easy to make mistakes, but the disadvantage is that they are expensive. The advantage of chocolate is that it is cheap, but the disadvantage is that the taste is biased." Licoris thought for a while, "There are also magic potions and alchemy products. Something that can be used as a gift.”

"It makes sense. If you can't give it to everyone, you can give it to everyone." Pansy laughed. "If you don't like a certain flavor, you can share it with others so that it won't be wasted."

Slytherin was peaceful, and the sudden absence of classes made people happy.

On the contrary, there was one place where it was completely silent - the corridor of the Transfiguration Classroom.

Rumors travel faster than the truth.

Harry Potter petrified Justin Finch-Fletchley because of a personal vendetta, and was sent to the headmaster by Professor McGonagall to be expelled.

"Why doesn't he petrify us if he has that ability?" Pansy almost choked with laughter when she heard this rumor, "Aren't we more annoying than him in the stupid lion's heart?"

"He is the one I hate the most. Even he is fine." Theodore Nott also learned to joke. He patted Malfoy on the shoulder and said, "Be careful when you go out."

"What are you talking about!" Malfoy knocked his hand off his shoulder and rolled his eyes, "I am from a pure-blood family, how can you petrify me?"

These words felt like some strange and ominous warning, and Lycoris couldn't help but look at Malfoy.

"What are you looking at me for?" Malfoy felt confused when she looked at him.

"Please, I will save you when you are petrified." He finally said it. Teasing children is fun and refreshing.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! You have today too?!" Pansy smiled extremely happily, she had never seen him deflated before.

"You?! Her!" Malfoy looked at Lycoris with a ghostly expression on his face, and then looked at Pansy and laughed at him, "Nott, look at the two of them."

"I saw it," Nott nodded and couldn't help but smile, "They are very happy."

"Okay, let's be serious," Lycoris stopped laughing, "Do you want to add insult to injury?"

"For example?" Pansy asked, what Slytherin doesn't like Gryffindor being unlucky? "How to do it?"

"Come around here and listen to my suggestion." Lycoris put her hand on Pansy's shoulder and asked the two to come closer.

"Then I'm not helping him?!" The four heads came together, and Malfoy heard half of the loud protest, "What's your idea?"

"Can't you be a little patient? I haven't finished speaking yet!" Licoris continued to pull him back and continued to mutter.

After finally finishing speaking, Nott thought for a while, "The plan is feasible."

"Then I'll be responsible for finding someone?" Pansy suggested, "When will we start?"

"Let's start again when there are more people attacking him." Licoris poured herself tea leisurely, "Do you want it?"

"How about adding more fuel to the fire?" Malfoy thought for a moment, "I'll make trouble for him again?"

"The fire needs to be stoked, but not like this." Lycoris looked at the flames jumping in the fireplace, "You are setting yourself on fire."

The person involved in the chat, Harry Potter, didn't know all this. He was putting on the Sorting Hat for the second time.

"I'm not a Slytherin, I'm not!" The boy wanted to throw the Sorting Hat on the ground. How could he be a Slytherin?

Harry put it back and was frightened by the phoenix's rebirth.

Dumbledore comforted him, "Fawkes is a phoenix, strange and charming."