[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

Because of the hand injury, Christo's life will be extremely easy in the future, without waving a wand, let alone doing homework.All the lessons, all you need to do is just sit there quietly and listen.Gilderoy's new letter had written five pages, three of which were berating her for not being able to take care of herself.

I will find a way to stay at Hogwarts for a long time. I am really worried that when I see you in the summer vacation, you have turned into a mummy from a kid!Lockhart wrote in the letter that Christo's face was about to burst into laughter. Is he here for back-to-school tutoring?Or to assist Filch in patrolling the castle, she really couldn't think of what he could do.

Since the start of the new semester, the snow days have become less and less, and more often, Hogwarts is misty and rainy, which makes some corners of the castle emit an unpleasant musty smell, such as Ke Every time Lisdo sneaked into the restricted area, she had to go through the dilapidated classroom.However, since returning from Christmas, Christo has not seen the mirror again.

Professor Snape's temper also seemed to be affected by the rainy weather, and according to Harry, he dumped his potion in class because it was just slightly off the mark in color.Christo also felt that Professor Snape was becoming more and more elusive. The most obvious sign was that her evening Potions class "inexplicably" added two lessons.He gave her a tattered and dirty piece of parchment, on which there were densely packed medicines. What surprised and puzzled Christo was that she had to spend two full months to sort them out. Boiled together, the complicated technique she has never heard of.

Moreover, the stains on the parchment covered several kinds of medicinal materials. When she tried to use a certain method to make herself able to read the already small text, Professor Snape told her viciously that this fragile parchment The paper can't stand any tossing.Well, that is to say, it is very likely that she misplaced a medicinal material and made two months of hard work go to waste.

Every Wednesday night, Malfoy must appear arrogantly. He often puts his hands behind his back and slowly walks to Crystal's cauldron. tsk tsk sound.

Since Christo was in a coma and was burned by the potion, the relationship between the two has eased.It's not so much ease as it is Christo's unilateral forbearance—Malfoy is not as bad as she imagined, at least he can't do things like falling into a rock.He's just a spoiled child, she murmured in her heart, but never paid any attention to him.

After the third inspection of Crystal's potion passed, Professor Snape seemed to realize that his "proud" student Malfoy was not very "proud" to him. Malfoy was acting too "mediocre".Without any hesitation, he unceremoniously increased the difficulty of Malfoy's potions course.

"It's as if I'm going to take the Ordinary Wizarding Orders this year," Malfoy muttered in the lab.

Christo said a rare sentence: "Then I am preparing for the ultimate wizard level exam!" She knocked the glass rod heavily on the edge of the cauldron.

Malfoy turned his head nervously: "You can't be lighter! I thought you were clumsy and knocked over something again!"

Christo glared at him: "Mr. Malfoy, do you think I want to do this? This piece of parchment says - to knock on the cauldron in accordance with the rhythm of "Symphony of Destiny", isn't it really playing tricks on me? "

"So, you missed a beat just now?" Malfoy had an expression on his face that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Christo waved her wand nonchalantly: "It's okay..." The sudden rise of brown smoke made her cough continuously, and after she packed up the failed potion, her entire face turned wheat-colored.Malfoy laughed, and his glass rod fell into the cauldron with a plop.

"So, Mr. Malfoy, you think Merlin is fair!" Christo sighed.

Malfoy's face was pale, and he really couldn't laugh or cry—his potion had solidified in the cauldron because he couldn't stir it in time.

"Ah, what a beautiful day, luckily I divided the potion into twelve parts!" Christo cheerfully directed the crucible to fly aside, and the new crucible filled with beautiful and perfect potion landed steadily on the flame, "Come on, Mr. Malfoy, let us bravely fight against fate! Professor Snape will not give your new potion a T." After finishing speaking, she began to knock on the cauldron again.

Malfoy started over speechlessly, he also had to consider dividing the potion into twelve parts, no, he had to put cotton in his ears first!

This barely harmonious atmosphere did not last long.The Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff sparked a new round of the Cold War.

Since learning from Malfoy that Professor Snape will be the referee, Crystal has breathed a sigh of relief for Harry.She couldn't understand where Hermione and Ron's concern came from.She also found that they were secretly practicing the "Standing Legs Stopping Death" spell. Although Hermione and Ron always hesitated to change the topic, Christo still understood-as long as Harry was in the Quidditch match Encountering black magic interference again, these two reckless little lions are about to attack Professor Snape.Is Merlin's sock, the clever and rule-abiding little girl Hermione, about to be led by Ron and Harry on the lawless path?

Fortunately, if Professor Snape supervised the field, there would be very little occurrence of black magic. Besides, this time, she would definitely keep an eye on the garlic. She no longer expected to bring back the image of Professor Snape in the hearts of the three. up.Especially after she learned from the Weasley brothers that one-third of Gryffindor's gems were deducted by Professor Snape, she was very helpless to realize that the naked, naked, naked truth really It is unacceptable.Ron seems to have been guilty of what he said before. He has tried not to use derogatory terms when talking about Professor Snape. Christo can see that he still hates Professor Snape, but she sees it more It turned out that Ron didn't want to argue with her.

On the day of the Quidditch match, Hermione and Ron invited her to watch the stage together. This was the first time since school started, and they traveled together.At first the three of them were very uncomfortable, but soon they were talking in full swing.Just by beating Hufflepuff, they could beat Slytherin in the House Cup!There wasn't a Gryffindor who wasn't thrilled by it.

As soon as the game started, Christo stood up. Jordan's commentary was still passionate, and she was so excited that she almost danced.She had already forgotten her plan to stare at Professor Chino at the beginning. When she saw Harry's figure flashing past, she felt a sense of guilt. However, there was Professor Dumbledore, and she looked over. The old man with the white beard immediately threw himself into the arena in a happy mood.

"Merlin is here!" Christophe fell silent suddenly - it was Harry, he was less than an arm's length away from Professor Snape, and the golden flying ball was vigorously drumming its voice in Professor Snape's ear Little Wings——

"180 to twenty! Gryffindor wins!"

Christo excitedly hugged Hermione beside her.

"Win! We won! Ron—" The two of them turned their heads, and an egg could be stuffed in their mouths—Ron and Malfoy wrestled into a ball, and Crabbe and Goyle fell to the ground Well, the Leg Locking Curse made it impossible for them to get up, and poor Neville, he had passed out.

"Oh my god, what are you doing!" Hermione quickly used a clear spring like water, and the water jet gushing from the wand separated the two of them immediately.Malfoy got up from the ground, his left eye was bruised, which was extremely obvious on his pale face. He glanced at the gathered Gryffindors, snorted, and waved his wand to clean the water stains on his body , and with another wave, Crabbe and Goyle were pulled up from the ground. "The Weasleys are a bunch of paupers," he said, eyeing Ron's torn old robes contemptuously.

Christo had just helped Neville onto the back of a Gryffindor boy, and when she heard this, she immediately pointed to the breach with her wand: "Restored as before."

Malfoy glared at her, and Christo pretended not to see it: "Hermione, I'll take Neville to the school hospital first." She followed the boy out of the crowd and let them continue to quarrel, so she didn't want to be an acquaintance. Peacemaker—a thankless peacemaker!They had just stepped out of the Quidditch field when they bumped into Professor Dumbledore, who was walking briskly to the headmaster's office, and he could tell that he was in a very good mood before he spotted them.

"Poor Longbottom, what's the matter with him? I really hope he just fainted from the excitement of Gryffindor's victory." Professor Dumbledore's blue eyes flashed with concern.

"Professor, please allow them to leave first." Christo said.

Dumbledore nodded, he waved his wand, and Neville floated forward in the air: "Follow up, be careful on the road." He motioned to the boy, and he turned his head again, asking, "What happened?"

Christo tried her best to describe what she saw once. She originally thought that Professor Dumbledore would be angry, but he actually showed a bright smile: "It's better to be young, McMillan, remember to remind them not to be like this next time." Violent way, I think it's good to just use the leg-locking spell, when they all hop around like rabbits, no one will care about the previous things."

Christo imagined in her mind the appearance of Malfoy and Ron bouncing and making peace in the stands, and felt chills down her spine. She bet that she would never be able to wait for that scene in her life, but she still Said: "Professor, I will tell them."

Dumbledore blinked: "I heard that you suffered serious scalds and burns while refining the potion. Are you okay now?"

Christo looked at him suspiciously and nodded.

Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief, and Christo felt his long eyebrows stretched out, and he explained with a smile: "Not long ago, when I went to Madam Pomfrey to ask for medicine for toothache, she told me Speaking of you, it looks like she really wants to rush to the cellar to give Severus a lesson. Madam Pomfrey has always been very concerned about patients, and she is always willing to tell me how many students have been lying in the hospital hospital recently, She suggested that I be strict with the teaching—" Dumbledore's eyebrows frowned again, and he showed a somewhat distressed look, "But I can't stop eating honey candy because of toothache."

Christo burst out laughing, remembering the password to go to the principal's office last time - lemon ice cream, she had some doubts that Professor Dumbledore had drunk the most powerful aging potion, etc - "There is a way It can prevent toothache, Professor." She looked at Dumbledore with bright sapphire eyes, "I remember a potion potion that can do that."