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

"Trick or treat!" Malfoy opened his eyes and was taken aback by Finch wearing a pumpkin-print cloak. Seeing Finch and Teacher Xiao Hua blinking at him excitedly, the little golden retriever cocked his head, A dead pig is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, "Make trouble."

"Tch——" Finch and Teacher Xiaohua's two creatures are rarely synchronized, "Ms. Hua, let's go to Gore."

"Yes yes yes, don't play with the cheapskate golden retriever!"

In the morning after finally getting a vacation, the little golden retriever nestled under the quilt, staring blankly at something, wondering what he was thinking.

After what happened to Keller last time, he felt that something had collapsed, and his father's theory seemed not to be completely correct, and he lost his fighting spirit.

The voice of Goyle's food guard came from outside the door, Malfoy rubbed his messy hair, and started to welcome this year's Halloween.

"Yohu~" Finch happily pushed the door open, "The prefect just said that there will be a Halloween-themed candy dinner tonight, and we can choose our own clothes hahaha——Draco, what do you want to wear? I asked the professor to bring Do you want a pumpkin headgear?"

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"Trick or Treat!" The students were all excited at the dinner party. There were towers of candy mountains and rivers of milk and juice. Halloween seemed to be a carnival festival for children and older children. Everyone Say hello with a smiling face, today's air is sweet.

"Enjoy yourself!" Principal Dumbledore looked at the excited children below, and did not give a long speech with bad intentions, but let the children enjoy the food immediately.

Professor Snape...why isn't there?

Finch carefully looked back and forth at the teacher's seat several times, but he couldn't find Professor Snape. At the moment, he felt a little strange. Teacher Xiaohua's appetite is getting bigger and bigger now, because she looks more and more like an elf, almost approaching Because of materialization, anyone who is close to Finch can see that he is active.

Teacher Xiaohua has become Slytherin's pet with peace of mind. No matter where she goes, there are a group of "fans", especially the senior students of Slytherin.

Finch was about to go to the professor's office to thank Professor Snape for the pumpkin cloak and pumpkin headgear he had brought to him. He reported to the courtyard pet, Mrs. Xiaohua, who was eating hazel, and left the banquet hall with a map.

Before turning a few corners, he found a familiar figure passing through the corridor. Professor Snape was moving very fast, as if he was following someone. Finch had no time to speak, so he had to follow.After going up a few winding stairs, Professor Snape walked towards a door at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor in doubt. As soon as he opened the door, Finch stopped him: "Professor!" When Professor Snape turned back, a picture of With a bloody mouth, he bit Snape fiercely, and Professor Snape dodged instinctively.

"Roar—" A head that looked like a hound almost bit the professor's head, but the saliva from his mouth was still thrown out, and then the other two heads followed the professor's feet in an instant, even though Professor Snape He quickly closed the door, but was still bitten by one of the monster's heads on his right leg.

"What are you doing here?" Professor Snape's expression was not good, and he even blamed him, "This place is dangerous, get out of here!"

"Professor...let me bandage it for you first." Finch realized that now is not a good time to say thank you. Professor Snape is injured now. Let's find a water source to wash the wound for now. I don't know if there is such a thing in this era. Rabies vaccine—the three-headed monster inside is Lu Wei, right?Although Finch's mind was spinning fast, his body was not idle, he quickly went to hold Professor Snape's hand, and walked to his office.

On the way, I also met Mr. Filch, the housekeeper, and his cat. Mr. Filch smiled flatteringly at Professor Snape. Seeing that the professor's right leg seemed to be injured, he asked, "Mr. Snape, Do you need me to get bandages and potions?" Professor Snape frowned as usual, nodded awkwardly, thanked Mr. Filch for his kindness, and turned to Finch and said seriously: "The nearest castle It's not peaceful here, don't run around, don't go out alone, it's better to go with your classmates."

Finch saw that the professor had already received the help of Mr. Filch, the housekeeper, and knew that he should not interfere too much with Professor Snape's affairs, so he walked away tactfully.On the way back, I ran into Professor Quirrell in a hurry. Professor Quirrell greeted Finch tremblingly. He didn't want to say much, and walked out of the Hogwarts hall carefully.

When Finch returned, Teacher Xiaohua seemed to be full. She was lying beside a pile of candies, with a layer of sweet bean paste from pumpkin pie sprinkled on the petals. , turned over and put it into Finch's pocket. Several senior school girls also liked the delicate face of Finch, so they rubbed Finch's black hair before reluctantly leaving.

"Oh, you're so welcome." Malfoy winked at Finch, and Finch beat him up.Goyle didn't care about Finch and Malfoy's small movements, eating a big strawberry pie by himself, strawberry sauce stained the edge of his lips.

"No—it's not good—" Professor Quirrell ran into the banquet hall out of breath, "the troll—the troll has entered the school!" As he fell to the ground in shock, the students panicked Got up, the scene was noisy for a while.

"Quiet—" At this time, Principal Dumbledore stood up calmly and took control of the overall situation. After ordering the prefects of each grade to take the grade he managed back to the dormitory, he began to deal with the troll with Professor McGonagall.

Finch and Malfoy also followed the Slytherin students back to the common room, and the little golden retriever seemed a little unhappy.

"Draco, what's the matter with you?" Finch arranged for Teacher Xiaohua, who was full of food and drink. Now Teacher Xiaohua is already an elf, and Finch's bed was naturally divided into half.

"I—I saw Harry and Ron, they didn't go back to the dormitory." Malfoy seemed to feel that it was wrong to stare at Harry's mistakes now, but Harry and the others should be punished for their mistakes, right? ?And... and it's too dangerous... "Why does Harry have someone to help him when he makes a mistake?"

"Well... Draco, it's actually hard for me to answer your question," Finch touched Malfoy's head, and looked at the boy who was younger than Malfoy frowning like a little adult and began to comfort Malfoy Fu, "How should I put it, Harry himself is a bit more curious, but he didn't make any major mistakes, and he also showed his talent in the process-talent is a gift from God-and, you Don't mess with Harry anymore."

"I'm just—I'm just—" Malfoy never felt wrong with his thoughts before, and that's how he came about when he was with his father, who looked down on Mudbloods and Squibs and looked down on people like Ron Wayne. Families like Sly's also maintain their arrogance, but now that they have stayed with Finch for a long time, they begin to feel that they were too...too bad..."I think...it's not fair."

"Stupid child." Finch smiled, "Harry may also hope that he can be more ordinary, at least he still has a family - say that Headmaster Dumbledore and the others are partial, or that they hope to give this child some compensation. "And—it seems that Harry is also one of Voldemort's Horcruxes. I am afraid that Principal Dumbledore has already had such a guess, so he indulged Harry so much.

Although Harry won in the end, it was also very difficult to win-who knew he would win?

The ending set at the beginning has always been a dead end, right? The current indulgence and pampering may just be...feeling sorry?Finch couldn't imagine Principal Dumbledore's torment and struggle, and... Finch couldn't help but think that in a few years, after Principal Dumbledore arranged everything with peace of mind, he also silently arranged for his own death, and Harry The life or death of Dumbledore still comes back to his own choice, no one can decide the life and death of others, but for Hogwarts, for the wizarding world, Dumbledore can choose his own death in exchange for the life of others—— What a, kind - great man.

"You seem to be looking at Potter—" Malfoy felt that Finch might have a point, and that his mother had told him about the Brett family—"By the way, Finch, didn't you ask me at first Is it about the Brett family?"

"Ah yes - you know what, Draco?"

"Me too, I heard from my mother—" Little Golden Retriever touched his head embarrassingly, "The Bright family is also known as sea ghosts—they were also British nobles before, you know, Britain has A history of sailing to conquer the world - the Bright family was famous at that time, but one day, they encountered a hurricane - the kind of hurricane that no one can return, everyone said that the Bright family did not grasp the moment The magic of moving, that's why they died."

Malfoy looked at Finch sadly, "But one day in 1980, Mrs. Bright appeared at the gate of the Bright family's castle decades ago, and gave birth to a baby boy with the help of Mrs. Snape -"

"It's me." Finch felt a little miraculous, listening to Malfoy continue to tell the story.

"Yes," Malfoy paused, "According to the memories of the old people who saw Mrs. Bright at that time, Mrs. Bright was still in her twenties, but she was a little weak just after giving birth—a prophecy was passed come out:

This child will lead the living hope back to the Bright family. Before the boy grows up, he and his family will be separated by time.

Not long after, Mrs. Bright was found dead at the gate of the castle by Mrs. Snape, leaving only a baby. "

"No—impossible! My mother also prepared a lot of presents for me—birthday gifts from birth to 11—" Finch would rather have not found his parents than listen to Malfoy Sentencing his parents to death, the little golden retriever could understand Finch's mood now. He opened his mouth to comfort Finch, but he still didn't say anything.