HP's Impassable Time

The prefect’s daily affairs are not many, but it is enough for Lily to be busy. The sixth grade curriculum improvement class is a bit difficult at the beginning. Many times homework requires a lot of materials as a basis. Fortunately, Lily’s memory this year is surprisingly good. Don't forget, but it takes time to browse, and a photographic memory doesn't mean you can't use your brain.

Seeing Lily in the library again, Hermione couldn't help but stepped forward to talk.

"Hey, Lily."

"Hermione?" Lily's head swelled a little from reading, and she just took this opportunity to take a break and make way for a seat, "Sit!"

Hermione put the handbag on the table, and took out a few books from it, obviously also with the stretching spell.

"You made it yourself?" Lily asked Hermione interestedly if she could take a look, and Hermione nodded.

Hermione's bag is not too big, only smaller than Lily's. The main color is also black, with beautiful lace around it, which is dark red. The bag feels like a gauze, a little rough.

"How big is the space?" Lily put down the bag and looked through it without impoliteness.

"About three cubic meters." Hermione opened the book. She knew Lily's bag before, so the point of interest is not here at all. "Is your potion formula different from the one in the book? I have no other meaning... "

Hermione opened her mouth, as if gathering courage, and finished the rest of the sentence in one breath. "I mean you can make a perfect potion, but I can only make a similar potion according to the book, so you must have some tricks!"

She carefully frowned and looked up at Lily, "It doesn't matter what you don't want to say, it's just..."

"My dad taught me." Lily interrupted Hermione's tirade, there was nothing to hide about this kind of thing.

"My dad started teaching me potions before my first grade started. Obviously, although I'm not as good at potions as my dad's super genius, at least I'm not bad at all. Therefore, many potions have little skills when making and handling them. , like the jumping beans last time, if you crush them with the side of a silver knife, the juice will come out easily, if you want to learn, you can find me, and you can sit next to me in class."

Lily thought for a while and said, "If you think there are too many Slytherins around me, make an appointment in the library after finishing the prefect's work at night, and I will teach you alone." Lily thought intimately that maybe Hermione would not like it too much Close to Slytherin, after all, the grievances between lions and snakes have a long history, and it cannot be resolved by one or two potion formulas.

Hermione showed a strange expression. In fact, she never understood why Snape, who was a Slytherin, joined the Order of the Phoenix, which obviously had a lion-like atmosphere.

It was as if he was just trying to attract the hatred of others. In the eyes of those Death Eaters, he was a suspected traitor, and in the Order of the Phoenix, he was a bailee with a Death Eater record. The seeds of doubt had already been planted , she didn't understand how the seemingly clever Slytherin would choose such a path.

It is full of thorns.

Lily didn't quite understand Hermione's gaze. Before she could open her mouth, Blaise came over with a black magic book that looked like it, and pulled out a chair to sit down. Although she didn't make a sound the whole time, she was very present. , Lily's scalp is a little numb, she doesn't know what's wrong with Blaise, she's been following her lingeringly lately.

Hermione couldn't say anything when she saw other people coming, and it happened that Mrs. Pince came over, and the three of them fell silent. Don't look at Mrs. Pince who looks old, but she is not deaf and blind, she is like a radar The presence.

And I started to get angry... I don't know if anyone has watched Monster University (Mao Mao and Big Eyed Boy), the level of horror directly hits the 'Miss Librarian' in it.

But Lily couldn't see it. After all, it's been a long time since I just watched it. Today is a rare day off for the prefects. I don't know what Draco is busy with. I can't see anyone recently.

If Draco skipped class, he could be declared a missing person.

Lily played with the quill in her hand and thought about the possible whereabouts of Draco, but it was a pity that the map had been returned to Harry, otherwise she would definitely be able to catch him.

"Here's this one for you." The usually unruly book was now meekly placed in front of Lily's dazed eyes. The iron chain on it had been removed, and it looked like any other book except that it was a little thicker.

Hermione's eyeballs were almost popping out, you must know that ** is not allowed to be borrowed, and every time I look at it, I will be exhausted by those flickering papers, how did he do it? !

Blaise put the book in front of Lily and didn't leave, just looked at Lily.

Lily picked up the book in embarrassment and politeness. After reading only a few pages, she ignored the people around her. The content inside was really attractive to her. She had never touched the magic mentioned above, although some methods It's a bit vicious, but it has to be said to be very practical. This practicality refers more to the practicality on the battlefield.

If you use it in your life, you will be arrested!

Blaise smiled, then got up and left. He always kept a good sense of proportion and distance, so that Lily would not be too uncomfortable, but he would not make her too comfortable. Lily always felt that Blaise was like a person, a Someone she knows very well.

"Is Voldemort planning something again recently? Why is it so quiet!" Dumbledore asked Snape as he piled the cockroaches back into the tray.

The teacher of our greasy new Defense Against the Dark Arts class shook his head, "He didn't show up recently, but simply explained some things as if the world had evaporated. Not to him."

Dumbledore frowned, floating stars and moons on his lilac-colored robes, as if changing color with his moods.

"You've been staring at some Death Eaters recently, I'm a little worried..."

Before Dumbledore finished speaking, he restarted the topic, "The ring on Lily's hand?"

Snape's pupils shrank suddenly, but fortunately Dumbledore didn't notice it, and just said to himself, "I won't admit it, it should be Slytherin's ring, how could it be in Lily's hand?"

Only then did he turn his probing eyes to Snape. Snape had already adjusted his emotions, and Occlumency was already in place to deal with possible mental induction or instigmatism.

"I don't know about it, but before you went to Gaunt's house, Lily went there once, and it was probably discovered at that time."

"You look for an opportunity to bring the ring. I suspect that it is also one of Voldemort's Horcruxes. Although Lily looks normal now, something may happen at some point."

Snape was disdainful in his heart, the two are as good as one, Voldemort will still affect Lily?I think it's Lily's influence on him, and he almost confessed Lily as Merlin.

But this could not be said to Dumbledore, so Snape nodded, agreeing.

Drake has been thinking about a question recently, how much is he really going to kill Dumbledore?

Although he admits that Dumbledore would make himself and his father angry most of the time, it never occurred to him to kill him, which is ridiculous!

Maybe the Dark Lord looked very kind when there was Lily, but he wouldn't mistakenly think that he wouldn't kill himself and his family, and he could generously forgive those who didn't complete the task.

Drake would never forget the murderous look in the Dark Lord's eyes, but, killing Dumbledore...

Putting down the package in his hand and stuffing it back into the luggage, he sat back on the bed and looked at the suitcase in a daze. Blaise just came back from the library.

"Lily said that you haven't looked for her these days, I think..." Blaise's tone was not very good.

Draco looked at Blaise in surprise, and said suspiciously: "Aren't you called Lily Bean Sprouts when there is no one around? Why did you suddenly change?"

A cross popped out of Blaise's head, bean sprouts? !

"I think you'd better spend more time with her if you have time, otherwise you're useless!"

"Zambini! Is this the way you talk to me?" Drake may be pressured to serve the Dark Lord, but it doesn't mean he is a round and squishy clay figurine. Perhaps his attitude has been too good recently. Let them all start to feel that they have no temper.

It was the first time this semester that Blaise looked at Drake in the eyes, "It made me discover something different."

The sloppy Blaise made Draco angry, "Don't forget, I'm the head of the Malfoy family now."

"Do you use force to overwhelm people?"

"Or you want a duel!" Drake had absolute confidence in himself!No matter what it is, he is confident in his ability.

"Stupid," Blaise sneered, shaking his head.

Drake suppressed the rising anger, and he sat on the chair in a standard noble posture, "You are right, Bryce, the possibility of proposing a duel to you when you have an absolute advantage will put yourself in danger." It's really stupid to put yourself in danger."

"But Blaise, I told you when I was a kid, I can beat you just as well without Malfoy."