[Comprehensive] The Little Yellow Flower of Snape's House

When Gower said that Malfoy was mocked when he taunted Harry, Harry had already become a first-year student admitted by the team because of his outstanding ability, so Malfoy declared that he would take revenge.

Finch: "Oh." The childish golden retriever has been doing some incomprehensible things, but Malfoy is a lucky Slytherin and will be fine.Because Finch didn't eat at the library at night, he started to grab the chocolate cake piled up in front of him with Goyle——

"Oh, Finch—no, no, I don't have much left—don't grab the strawberry sandwich—"

Finch returned to the dormitory with a grinning cake in his mouth, and found that Malfoy's quilt was bulging, and there was a smell of burnt cotton wool in the room.

"The smell of burnt feathers - Draco, don't play with fire in the bedroom, it's dangerous."

"Got it." A muffled voice came from under Malfoy's quilt, "Finch, we don't want to go to class together these days."

"Okay." It just so happens that Finch has been going to the library recently to find literature on Teacher Xiaohua's body. There are only fairy tales and encyclopedias about unicorns in the lower grade reading area for holy creatures like unicorns, and nothing about them. To something deeper—how about asking Professor Snape?

"Good night." Finch arranged Teacher Xiaohua, and said good night to all the creatures in the dormitory. In addition to Teacher Xiaohua's soft good night, Malfoy burped loudly, and sporadic sparks floated out of the quilt , and the sound of Malfoy slapping Mars in a panic.

"..." I'm afraid I was taught by others with magic.

Finch thought silently, remembering that someone who was cursed with a slug before couldn't help spitting out slugs crazily—it would be better to breathe fire.

A dormitory fell asleep, and Teacher Xiaohua would snore from time to time.

Finch had a difficult time relying on the map to find his way and even went the wrong way. When he returned to the dormitory, he saw Malfoy who had not taken off his magic cloak after going to bed. The cloak was swollen, as if there was something ——

"Finch, I may not come back to sleep tonight—"

"Eh?"

"It's all the fault of that nasty Harry Potter," Malfoy said, referring to the emotion in Potter's mouth as if he was envious and jealous, "They're going to the woods to find dragons at night..."

"Huh? Is the dragon lost?" Wasn't it sent away?

"Hmm..." Malfoy's eyes were a little dodgy, "They definitely can't find it, but Gryffindor will definitely deduct points for not returning to the dormitory so late at night!"

Malfoy clenched his fist, as if he had found the right reason.

Finch smiled helplessly, and began to read the potion book marked with the number 07 that Professor Snape lent him earlier.

This potion book is vivid and interesting. It records many magical plants, some of which indicate that there are such herbs in the Hogwarts forest, and the uses of the herbs are written below.

The configuration of herbal medicine also needs to grasp the strict ratio and method. It seems that there are many mistakes in the original book. Someone crossed out the mistakes with a black pen, and then corrected them.

The font written by the original owner is very different from the beautiful cursive font printed on the book, just like the handwritten typography that Finch practiced in high school before——in order to let the correcting teacher see clearly, the writing is cute and fat English Fonts.

When Malfoy went out, Teacher Xiaohua climbed out of his flower pot. Teacher Xiaohua's muscle veins became clearer, and she even started to master some simple spells without using a wand. It seemed that she would soon grow into an elf Same.

"He raised a dragon."

"Who? Hagrid?"

"No, it's Dracula." Teacher Xiaohua jumped to Finch's potion book, "I saw it, it's a capable black dragon—a very cute female dragon."

"Oh~" Finch showed a meaningful smile, "Does Teacher Xiaohua like her?"

"I don't like it!" Seeing Finch's gossipy eyes, Teacher Xiaohua refuted loudly, stalking Ye Zi.

Finch pretended to pick out his ears, but since he reacted so much, he took it as acquiescing.

Finch asked Teacher Xiaohua if he wanted to go to the library with him. Teacher Xiaohua was still angry with Finch, "No, no," shaking her head like a rattle, "I've grown up, so I don't want to." Which fairy tale books to read! My age is older than yours! Too many! "

Finch amusingly summoned a clay cake with a spell for Teacher Xiaohua to smooth her hair. Teacher Xiaohua started to eat slowly with a "tch". Finch took the map on the table and started to look at those cakes in the library. Book of fairy tales.

In fact, Finch has always believed in one sentence-every book represents the author's thoughts, and the truth can be glimpsed from the corners of the thoughts, even in fairy tales.

"Mr. Unicorn and Mr. Elephant got into a quarrel because Mr. Unicorn always liked to sleep on the skirt of the keeper girl."

Finch read word by word softly, and there was an English-English translation dictionary that Professor Snape brought back from the Muggle session, and he had to look it up when he encountered a word he didn't understand. If you don’t understand it, you have to make a guess—on this day in 1991, Finch learned English with tears streaming down his face.

——The books for lower grades are still suitable for me.

Pseudo-native Finch, who was passing by at a low altitude in the fourth grade of English, thought.

After writing the words he didn't know into the notebook, Finch actually discovered some habits of unicorns.It's just that the blood of unicorns may be a bit bloody, and the books for the lower grades don't touch on these.

Let's find Professor Snape on the way back.

Finch thought happily.

When Finch walked to the door of Professor Snape, the professor was taking some medicinal materials on the ladder, and he seemed shocked to see Finch coming.

"Good afternoon, professor, I want to ask about unicorns..." Seeing that the professor didn't intend to speak, Finch took the initiative to explain the purpose of his visit.

"I have something to do later." Professor Snape's voice changed a bit, as if he was sick, and he said an ambiguous sentence as an expulsion order, and he didn't say anything else.

Finch walked away wisely, feeling a little depressed.

I didn't take out the map and walked aimlessly. I didn't know where I went. It seemed to be a long corridor. The long corridor led to a wide room with a mirror in the center of the room.

The mirror was a bit like the mirror written "Correct Dress" when Finch was in elementary school. Finch walked to the mirror, ready to take a look at himself now.

The scene shown in the mirror is not the current appearance of Finch, but the appearance of Lin Qi in the past! ——

"What did you see?" Principal Dumbledore with the white beard came from nowhere and appeared in front of Finch in an instant.

"...No, nothing." Finch tried to cover the mirror in a panic.

"It's okay, this mirror is called the Mirror of Erised," Dumbledore smiled and touched Finch's head, "It will show the picture you want most, but don't forget that it's just an illusion—— Finch, you should understand better than me, an old man, that there is no such thing as something for nothing, and there is no easy success, right?"

"...Yes, Mr. Dumbledore."

Dumbledore actually felt that he was really old, and he was starting to miss and recall the past. This is not a good sign, is it, old man-he knew that this immature young man in front of him would cause great harm to many people. Influence, but he must keep his mouth shut.Who knows if the space-time line like knitting a sweater will be messed up because of his recklessness?Besides, it was Finch Bright - A New Hope besides Harry.

Dumbledore said goodbye to Finch happily, and before leaving, he asked Finch maliciously if he was confident about the final exam——

"..."

Oh, I like seeing Finch deflated the most, this is rarer than eating a good flavored bean hahaha.

Finch blushed, and when he walked out of the corridor, he saw Professor Snape walking towards him.

Um?Isn't the professor in the back office? Why did he come from the front?Could it be, could it be - I've come full circle?

Finch awkwardly said hello to Professor Snape, then quickly ran to the front corner, took out the map and began to find the way back to the dormitory.Sooner or later I'm going to invent a spell that will display a minimap in my head!snort!

Time flies, almost in a blink of an eye, it seems that the exam week is coming. When Finch returned to the dormitory that day, he vaguely heard Malfoy's sobbing on the bed. At first, Finch thought he heard it wrong. , listened carefully for a while, and looked at Teacher Xiaohua with a bewildered expression, quietly moved to the bedside of Jin Mao, and poked the bulging "hill" on Jin Mao's bed.

"What's the matter?" Finch was a little cautious.

"I didn't cry!" Jin Mao lifted the quilt, his eyes were red.

"Okay, okay, you didn't cry." Finch coaxed softly with a wink.

"Finch—I think," Malfoy began with difficulty, "I might be doing something wrong."

"kindness?"

"I, I lost a dragon..."

"!!!"

The little golden retriever told the ins and outs, and Finch really felt that Malfoy had really gone too far this time.

Hagrid's little black dragon girl liked Malfoy very much, but Malfoy traded the little black dragon girl for a Nimbus 2000? ? ?

Finch had heard from Malfoy that the black dragon would only be locked up in his house for the time being, "My father and Mr. Borgin—you know, don't see each other very often, because he hates floo powder going out of the dark fireplace— —”

"Let's go save her!" Finch finally spoke out what little Malfoy wanted. It is almost impossible for little Malfoy to resist his father now, but what happened this time was that he was really sorry for the black dragon girl, "We secretly Sneak into your house, and let the black dragon girl go."

"Then... where will that dragon go in the end?"

"Go where she should go."

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Real name thanks to the little angel of the crow's nest for catching bugs~

I really took it for granted when I wrote it orz