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

"Isn't there another prophecy?" After a long time, Malfoy comforted dryly. Malfoy's comfort was a little pale, but Finch miraculously believed it, or he was more inclined to this answer in his heart.

What is—a living hope?

Could it be, as the irresponsible system at the beginning said, to fulfill Severus Snape's wish?

Finch walked towards his bed in a daze, and said goodnight to Malfoy, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway, and didn't fall asleep until the early morning of the next day.

With final exams and holidays looming, Finch was in the hallway with a sparkling wand, reviewing the history of magic in the cold wind—just don't hang up.Finch recited History of Magic in a low voice, while paying attention to Mr. Filch's kerosene lamp. If the light came, Finch quickly turned off the light and held his breath until the sound of Mr. Filch's footsteps became farther and farther away. .

"Squeaky——" Harry, Ron, and Hermione quietly pushed open a door on the other side of the corridor, and tiptoed through the stairs in the middle, as if they were going somewhere.Finch glanced silently, thought about his own cannon fodder luck and the protagonist's luck, and picked up the book again pretending not to see it.

I'm willing to save this semester's luck for History of Magic!As long as you don't pass the exam!Fortunately, the history of Europe is short, and even the history of magic is shorter. Although some words are a bit obscure, at least it is much easier to memorize than Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing——

"Finch?"

Finch thought he had been discovered by Mr. Filch, so he quickly turned off the light of his wand, turned his head with a flattering smile, "Hey hey...Mr. Filch, I'll—" and went back to sleep.

As a result, the other party also held a magic wand with warm lights on it, which was not dazzling, "It's me, Tom Riddle, we met." The young man looked at Finch carefully with his deep eyes. , which made Finch a little stunned.

"Senior Riddle, why are you here so late?"

"I saw you memorizing History of Magic," Riddle chuckled, "My grades are pretty good, why don't I help you with tutoring?"

"Ah, thank you so much," Finch was so happy that he quickly gave up the space beside him, and Riddle took the opportunity to sit down and told him the story without reading a book.

Let’s talk about the initial encounters of the wizards before Hogwarts was founded, and talk about those Muggles who killed wizards. In order to protect wizards and stay away from Muggles, four wizards established Hogwarts in 993 AD.During the period, stories about time travel were also mentioned, but it was said that after 1899, people did not try to travel over a large span of time-of course, some people in special families have special methods.

Riddle spoke in a humorous manner, adding his own comments and opinions from time to time, and slowed down his speech for Finch to write down important points. However, he stumbled when he talked about modern history. Finch saw him With a somewhat embarrassed look, he patted his shoulder empathetically - "Let's go here first at night, I'm a little sleepy."

Riddle sent Finch back to the door of the dormitory, watched Finch read a slogan, entered the door, and then left slowly. There was something hidden in his arms. If Finch looked carefully, he would definitely find it. It is a notebook with a cowhide cover.

After Finch passed the practical exam, he ushered in the history of magic exam that he dreaded most. Professor Binns had repeatedly reminded Finch that if he failed the history of magic exam, he would take it with his senior classmates. The make-up exam after Christmas, "meaning—" Professor Binns stood on the desk and poked Finch's nose with a magic wand, "you have to stay in school to review until the make-up exam is over."

Finally, the full English test paper was sent to Finch. Finch did it very quickly when he thought of the knowledge points that Riddle told him, but some words had to follow the pronunciation to guess their spelling order, which made Finch do I was sweating a little when I was there—should I?That's how it was written.

Teacher Xiao Hua was blocked outside the exam classroom, showing a helpless expression.

Malfoy finished writing and handing in the paper very early, and Hermione finished as well, checking her answers one by one, only Finch was scratching his head at his paper—when did the ban on wizards not keeping dragons come? So, what are the characteristics of the founders of Hogwarts——

Finch looked at this short-answer question and shuddered, and wrote down all the "smart", "brave", "kind", "beautiful/handsome" he could think of, and flipped through the entire history of magic test paper to count. How many points can he get at least, and whether he can meet the passing standard? After finishing this test paper, Finch feels that he has exhausted all his strength.

——Who told me that studying abroad is easy? ? ?Bad review!

After finishing the History of Magic exam, it is already the last exam for many students. Finch watched the students happily prepare to go home, and he held the paper with "E" written on it that Professor Binns made an exception on the spot, and wanted to cry without tears. --failed.

Pea shooter, exploding cherries, asparagus... I can't go back and meet you guys.

Professor Snape saw the lonely Finch, went over and patted him on the shoulder, comforting him silently, Finch felt better.

Professor Snape was actually a little guilty. Not long ago, he received a message from an owl saying:

"Severus:

Just make sure Finch doesn't get back to his castle before Christmas.

Erin Prince"

Ms. Irene Prince is the mother of Professor Snape. She doesn't like Mrs. Snape very much, so she usually signs it as Prince.The relationship between Professor Snape and his mother is not bad, and he even likes his mother more than his irresponsible alcoholic father, since he likes to call himself "Half-Blood Prince", because Prince ) means prince in English.

Professor Snape asked Professor Binns to be the "bad guy", and said that if Professor Binns needed any potion, he could make it for him.And Professor Binns didn't even need to do anything, Finch was already listed in the history of magic. If he really did anything, he would tell Finch to stay and make up the exam.

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"Why are you here?" Although she knew that Mrs. Bright would show up every Christmas, Ms. Irene had such a personality that she didn't know what to say.

"Come back and set up a Christmas scene for my little Finch, and give Christmas presents—it's your share too, here, this scarf and this lipstick set, don't they look good——"

"I mean, you can't use this kind of space-time magic on a regular basis," Ms. Irene glared at Mrs. Bright. Mrs. Bright was somewhat in the same state as the nearly headless Nick in Hogwarts school. Similarly, people who are already active in a ghost state.

"If it wasn't for the damn prophecy, I would have gone to find my little Finch a long time ago." Mrs. Bright said nonchalantly, "Isn't the source of life still there, Irene, you should have heard the story of our family It is."

"I don't care about you." Ms. Irene turned her head, "The Resurrection Stone is not with you now, you can do whatever you like, I won't save you anymore."

"Okay, okay," Mrs. Brett stepped forward to hold Irene's arm, and said teasingly, "I'm just wondering, I'm a Gryffindor, and his father is a Ravenclaw, how could he give birth to a Slytherin?" ?”

"What's wrong with Slytherin? Slytherin is where the greatest wizard ever lived," Irene slammed the door, and Mrs. Brett walked through it, "Okay, I can't stay too long this year Time, when I come next time, can you describe my Finch to me? Antes only has the adjective 'he's tall', for elves, I'm all big and tall."

"I'm serious," Irene softened the stiffness on her face, "Back then you used the resurrection stone to travel to 11 years ago, and it's good to be able to stay for such a long time. There was an elf, and the elf gave you the branches of the tree of life, so until now there is still a tree of life warming in the castle, allowing Finch to escape the scythe of death—I am sorry, but I have to say - the members of the Brett family are dead, they were not saved by the resurrection stone, but you still seem to be alive, can't you live your own life? Go back to your own time and space, don't be in the shuttle The power of the soul was wasted in the process of—”

"The prophecy says, they can come back to life!" Mrs. Bright was in pain, and the smiling mask on her face collapsed in an instant, "Finch, he hopes, Irene—it's too much to drive a ghost ship alone." Tired, I hate you Slytherins the most, always so realistic."

"..." Ms. Irene knew that her friend had actually accepted the reality, but she still wanted to give herself a little thought. She walked into the kitchen, took out the pie she baked, cut it into two portions, and poured two more cups wine.

Antes is setting up Christmas scenes in the castle next door—although Ms. Irene meant to let Finch come back after Christmas, but who would have thought that Professor Binns would keep Finch until after Christmas? Of course, The two ladies at this time didn't know about it either. Although she knew that Ms. Bright couldn't eat, Ms. Irene was still grateful that the people of the Bright family were willing to let him live in Bright's territory a long time ago. She raised her glass and said to Bright Mrs. Wright said softly, "Cheers."

-

Finch was saying goodbye to his little friends, and Malfoy smiled exaggeratedly, "Oh, Finch, this history of magic test is about common sense—every little wizard knows it."

"How do you evaluate the four founders?" Finch was a little curious.

"The four people who founded Hogwarts are naturally very powerful, but in fact, I have always believed that the students in the four colleges all have different personalities, not just a single personality—like Harry—"

"You're right." Finch felt that the little golden retriever had matured a lot, but looking at his old-fashioned appearance, he always wanted to break it, so he quickly reached out and stroked the little golden retriever. La la la" laughed and ran away.

"..." The little golden retriever stomped on the spot, "Stinky Finch, you are the real Slytherin!"