HP solves the mystery

The days before the Easter holidays were full of homework and boring. The only interesting thing was the Care of Magical Creatures class. However, after they reviewed the knowledge about Niffler and Ponlock, Professor Kettleburn was going to observe the Thestrals, so he gave a big hand Hui then arranged their homework until after Easter.

Young wizards in the fifth and seventh years receive tranquilizers from Madam Pomfrey from time to time because too many students are struggling with Owl exams.

The library and training room were so full that Severus had to avoid the crowd and walk towards the Room of Requirement.

Regulus and the others were busy reviewing their lessons because Easter was approaching, so the team had a few days off and would train like crazy during the holidays.

"Severus, your Panda Patronus was summoned in a brightly lit room and has never been threatened. If you really encounter a dementor, will it be effective?" Andre was tired of doing his homework. Severus looked up at the training and asked curiously, chewing the hair on the quill unconsciously, but he spat it out with a grimace.

Regulus was practicing the Patronus Charm along with him, his brows furrowed in concentration, but the tip of his wand only spurted out streams of silver gas.

"Don't say bad things, Andre, no one would want to encounter it..." Little Barty glanced at the pandas flying around the Room of Requirement, and said gloatingly, "You haven't learned the Patronus Charm yet. If we meet him, we won’t be able to run away.”

"It sounds like you can run away. Anyway, as long as it's faster than you." Andre replied unceremoniously, as they always do.

"Severus, I think I'm almost successful..." Regulus said distressedly, with sweat on his handsome face, "But, it... seems... missing. I'm sure it's furry..."

With an expressionless expression, Severus pointed at the silver patron saint that was circling crazily around the red panda, letting him see for himself.

"Aha, Regulus, your patronus is...wait, let me see..."

As he spoke, little Barty took out a palm-sized book and rummaged through it, and finally compared it and read word for word, "The limbs are slender and slender, the ears are big and pointed, and the tail is fluffy. It looks like a fox, well, also like a fox." It’s a big dog…”

Severus' eyelids twitched. Sirius's was a dog, and his brother's was also a dog. This family couldn't get along with dogs, right?

Little Barty paused and flipped the book back again, "The limbs are dark, and the mouth, ears and tail tip are also dark... It looks like a fox and a dog... Oh, I found it, it's a Brazilian maned wolf!"

Andre sat aside, curious about what was written in his booklet. He looked closer and read out the content on the page next to him.

"Gryffindor, James Potter, Patronus Stag, pure blood, reckless and arrogant..."

Little Barty quickly closed the book with quick eyes and hands. This was the news that he finally bought. At a glance, it was all money.

"Tch, stingy." Andre complained, and then looked at the maned wolf carrying the red panda around. The maned wolf was as big as a motorcycle, and it was easy to tease the red panda, which was only slightly larger than a basketball.

"It's pretty, isn't it?" Regulus looked at it happily and said, his patronus was so lively.

Severus turned his head away from the red panda holding the wolf's ears. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare. The maned wolf looked like a dog, a fox and a wolf, but his temperament was exactly like Erha's.

The happy time is always short-lived, and it is like pressing the accelerator button afterwards.

The review schedule that Severus had spent most of the day making came into use during the Easter holidays.

He even made a schedule for Andre, although it was only for the two weeks of Easter vacation.

"Severus, you are so awesome..." Andre carefully took a timetable and looked down at it, his relaxed expression turned serious, "You only have two nights of rest per week. ! Wuwuwu, you will be exhausted..."

"That's your Andre, for the sake of your patchy grades, if you don't want your Defense Against the Dark Arts class to get a P..." Severus looked at the funny Andre and couldn't help but hold his forehead, if not In order to help Andre adapt, he would not leave any time off during the day.

With the talents of Regulus and Barty Jr., Andre's mediocre results are a bit unsatisfactory. In addition, they have to intensify their Quidditch training at Easter recently, so the job of helping Andre can only be changed. Personally.

Andre's fake serious expression collapsed and his lips trembled, "No, no need, Severus, I can handle it myself. Really, I will work hard to get an A..."

Severus said nothing, just asked him with his eyes, are you serious? It seemed like if he denied it again, the wand would be pulled out and his mouth taped shut.

"Oh, okay, Severus, woo woo, thank you..." Andre finally gave up and started the hard life of review.

When Little Barty and Regulus saw the withered Andre, they could only express sympathy, and then happily picked up the broomstick and went to train. There was no better feeling than flying in the sky.

At this time, Andre silently bit the end of the quill, ah, he bit off the head of the chocolate frog in one bite, and continued to write his homework sadly and angrily.

Neither Severus nor Regulus mentioned the interrupted conversation again. They both knew what it would mean once they talked about it.

After the Easter holiday, the cold rainy days seemed to have disappeared, the breeze brought white clouds, and the weather became clearer and warmer day by day.

But Severus and the other fifth-year and seventh-year students were all stuck in the castle revising, walking around the library and training room tiredly, reading even during meals.

The students are all stressed out by their homework. Logically speaking, they should focus more on their studies. However, frictions between colleges have become more frequent. Often, one party will be in trouble because they are bumped into the shoulder or ignored by the other party. Will take the opportunity to fight to vent their bad mood.

Severus put some armor on himself to protect himself, and left to avoid the crossfire. He could guess that it wouldn't be long before Filch heard the news and came over, and these little wizards were going to suffer, maybe. Hanged in a basement and whipped with a whip?

He thought endlessly and subconsciously walked towards the library.

Around the corner, I saw textbooks, schoolbags and inkwells being chased out of the library and violently beating on the heads of several running little wizards.

These people were either making loud noises in the library or eating inside.

He was extremely lucky that he was not treated like this by Mrs. Pinsi when he was eating sweets there.

There are still many people in the library, and the tense atmosphere of the upper grades makes the little wizards of the lower grades also become nervous. They gather in the library to write homework and discuss problems.

Severus sat in a seat by the window, spreading out the pamphlets on various magical professions that were distributed to every fifth-grade wizard before the end of the holidays, but staring blankly out of the window.

A red sun hung in the clear blue sky, and the thin clouds were rendered light orange by it.

The little wizards by the lake were taking a leisurely walk, and the handsome wizard was riding a broomstick past them, his messy hair being blown like a broomstick...

Uh huh huh? Is that James Potter?

He moved his eyes to the side, and sure enough he spotted Lily with red hair not far away, but she was too far away and he couldn't see her expression clearly, but judging from her behavior, she was waving her fist.

Severus immediately moved his eyes away and looked towards the end of the birch tree.

It seems that the Forbidden Forest can still be seen from here. Hagrid staggered out of the hut with his bow and arrows on his back. Fang followed him, wagging his head and tail happily. They walked towards the Forbidden Forest and soon disappeared in Severus's garden. in sight.

At this time, Hagrid and the Potter quartet had a good relationship, otherwise they wouldn't be as caring about Harry as in the original book.

Severus took out the homework from the magic pattern class and rummaged through the materials for writing the paper. He finally finished writing it when the sun set in the forest and emitted the last ray of light.

But things didn't end there. He had to continue practicing the transformation spell he was reviewing in Charms class - using a wand to cast a spell on the teacups so that they would grow legs and dance.

Barty Jr. and Regulus are preparing for the Quidditch final. By mid-May at the latest, this time the Academy Cup should have a winner.

It was a rare sunny day on the day of the game. Severus squinted his eyes to search for the Slytherin players in the field, and followed the people around him to wave the small flag in his hand.

The final result can be imagined, Slytherin won and won the Quidditch Cup.

Barty Jr. talked endlessly about the game with his friends, and Andre was pushed to the outside.

Regulus was as calm as ever. He stayed by Severus' side to study, and from time to time he took someone to the showroom, where he placed a medal with his name on it.

Severus didn't understand it at first, and it wasn't until he went there two or three times in a row that he realized it in a dumbfounded way.

"Regulus, you are really good. The seekers in the past were not as agile as you..." He praised sincerely, followed the crowd to the lake, and came to review his lessons under the beech tree.

Regulus smiled proudly. This compliment made him feel that no matter how much training he put in, it was all worth it.

They spread out their books in the shadow of the beech tree and began to read. Regulus and Severus were shoulder to shoulder, and it was obvious at a glance that the two had an excellent relationship.

Sirius and the four of them came to the lake together. They learned that Lily would take her friend Jenny for a picnic here today. Of course, James would not give up the opportunity to show off in front of the goddess. He asked his friends to make suggestions, and finally decided to stick to the old method, and They came to race on broomsticks near the Forbidden Forest.

For this reason, James took out the new broomstick given by his father, which was of course prepared for Lily. He was very sorry that she did not join the Quidditch team.

Lu Ping kept smiling. If he hadn't become a prefect and wanted to restrain his friends from their life-threatening behavior, he would have gone to review now.

Peter Pettigrew blinked his watery eyes and looked timidly at the little wizards around him. There was longing hidden in his eyes. He wanted to be as arrogant and confident as them.

Sirius originally smiled wildly and greeted the little witches around him, but when he saw them all blushing with embarrassment and whistling proudly, he suddenly caught a glimpse of his brother getting close to someone else, and a touch of disappointment flashed through his heart.

The younger brother is becoming more and more independent and no longer needs his older brother.

Although his parents said they would no longer restrict his freedom, he was very comfortable during this period, but the harder he tried to ignore something, the greater the loss in his heart when he suddenly saw it.

"Sirius, what's wrong? Come on, Lily and the others will be waiting in a hurry..." James walked ahead with his head held high, and when he noticed Sirius lagging behind, he turned and shouted to him.

"Here he comes." Sirius replied and followed quickly, the flash of thoughts in his mind disappearing.

The silhouettes of the four Potters gradually walked away. Before disappearing, Regulus glanced there with a frown, and then continued to read.

Their surroundings were gradually occupied by other Slytherin students, including Avery and Mulciber. They faintly dispersed in all directions around the tree Regulus was leaning against.

Severus was so immersed in his studies that he didn't realize it. Perhaps he thought it was unimportant because anyone could come to the lake, but there were just more people today.

Lily noticed the change in her attitude after she and Severus went to Diagon Alley last Christmas, and she rarely came to him to discuss studies after school started.

What's more, she has the troublesome Potter beside her, which makes her unable to do anything, but she has to say that she enjoys this feeling of being in the spotlight.

Who doesn't like it?

No more worrying about friends quarreling over the different philosophies of Gryffindor and Slytherin, and no need to explain to roommates who don’t understand.

If you don't consider the upcoming owl, this period of time can be regarded as the happiest time Lily has ever had since arriving at Hogwarts.

Lily smiled and took the broomstick handed over by James, flying skillfully in the air, passing among the treetops and birds, feeling the wind blowing.

The red hair shines brightly under the sun, as beautiful and wanton as its owner.