Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Quirrell froze.Then he nodded mechanically, and replied dryly: "I think you are right... Professor S, S, Professor Snape. I have time when I come back... I will... ask you again. I wish you... have a good meal."

Then the wizard wrapped in a big turban immediately transformed into a dull gourd, and refused to say a word.

Snape raised his eyebrows, then continued to eat the dinner on the plate slowly, and glanced at a group of achnatherum splendens on his house table, and the gills splendens, which was more troublesome than achnatherum splendens - Potter pups.

Tsk!Really annoying.

Why come to Slytherin!

……

"hiss."

Xiao Ha, who was eating dinner, covered his forehead and looked at the teacher's seat blankly.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Longbao looked at him lovingly.

"Just now, I suddenly had a headache."

"Why do you have a headache? My dad said... If you feel uncomfortable for no reason, it may be related to the black magic curse."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Long Bao glanced at the blue-eyed Harry with a confused and frightened expression, and added: "Of course, it's not a big deal if you get hurt once in a while. You might just be sleeping on the Hogwarts Express today, blowing the wind... If You are really uncomfortable. We can find the dean later, or Brother Cyril. See if he can do anything."

Harry rubbed his forehead and nodded casually: "I'll bear with it, it doesn't seem to hurt too much."

Harry didn't say that he had looked up at the teacher's table when he had a headache.

This feeling was like he was suddenly being stared at by something, and his brain nerves were electrified with a "squeak".

But when he looked up, he saw that the professors in the faculty seat seemed to be discussing the students, and at least half of a dozen pairs of eyes were looking at him.

……

At the end of the dinner, even the last piece of pudding disappeared from the table.The students touched their slightly protruding bellies, and watched with satisfaction as their old principal stood up again.

The auditorium was quiet again.

Dumbledore was wearing a silver shimmering robe today, which looked like the biggest and brightest star in the far distance of the magic ceiling.

It was only then that Cyril discovered that the old principal's beard was fastened by a silver moiré buckle, and the overall style looked very "Chinese and Western" - he was an exquisite principal.

"Since everyone is full, let me tell you a few more words. They are some precautions that everyone should keep in mind."

The old principal waved his magic wand, and the entire auditorium gradually went dark, leaving only a three-dimensional light screen displayed in front of him.

This light screen is newly added this semester, M&M's new non-physical magic light screen—the fourth generation of magic display.

Thanks to the help of the old principal, this display was jointly completed by its research and development department and Mr. Hank McCoy, an excellent teacher at Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters.

This full-size custom was donated by Mr. McLean and Mr. Malfoy as trustees and well-known alumni.

I usually don't see such a thing in the auditorium, and the installation is extremely simple.

It's just that magic particle emitters and some backup magic spar energy sources are installed at the upper and lower corners.

At this moment, handwritten words appeared line by line on the bright blue three-dimensional display screen: "1. The forest area on the school grounds is forbidden for any students to enter without permission. There are all kinds of wild magical beasts in it all year round. Once found, the consequences will be very serious. .———Rubus Hagrid 2. Seriously remind everyone again that magic is forbidden in the corridors between classes.———Argus Filch and Mrs. Loris 3. The review of Quidditch players It will start in the second week of this semester. All students who are willing to join the house-level Quidditch team please submit the application form in time and contact me.———Rolanda Hooch 4. Special reminder!!! If If you don’t want to encounter an accident or die a tragic death, please stay away from the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor. We will arrange very strict teacher patrols there. ———Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore 5. The list of violations and prohibitions has been hung on the bulletin board in the auditorium. Please read and check yourself in time.———Argus Filch 6. Friendly reminder, please don’t go near the fire-breathing Mexican walking by the Black Lake chickens, so as not to be hurt unnecessarily. -- Rubeus Hagrid  …

"

Every time Dumbledore read a sentence, a three-dimensional life-sized magic projection of the corresponding person in charge would appear next to him, and he could even see the other person's movements and expressions.

For example, in the sixth article seen now, Hagrid was holding two turkeys that were inseparable from each other, and his fluffy and thick beard was a little bit burnt by the small flame.When Harry saw the big man dragging a fire-breathing chicken slowly away from the screen, the blue-eyed boy remembered something and said to Draco: "I saw the big man's teacher. Gringotts."

Draco lacked interest, and let out a drawn-out "Oh", and asked cooperatively, "So what is that big man doing at Gringotts?"

"It seems to be fetching something important, anyway, it's quite mysterious." Harry whispered.

"I can't imagine what he could have stored in Gringotts, because he doesn't look rich... My dad said he likes some ferocious, undomesticated magical creatures, maybe he has some kind of tome on dangerous magical creatures ...or a dragon egg?"

Xiao Long Bao curled his lips, and then fell in love with a dragon egg he imagined.

"Actually... if I had a dragon egg... I would..." Draco sat up a little more, his gray-blue eyes sparkling.

"Maybe... But, is that corridor on the fourth floor true? The school will kill people?"

"No way... Maybe put something that we can't show us, and then make up a terrible story. My dad used to tell me that there was a troll in the basement when he didn't want me to play in the basement..."

"The results of it?"

Harry's emerald eyes were wide open—his entire facial features had undergone a qualitative leap since he went away from glasses.

Oh, right.

Harry had grown his hair long, saying he wanted to be like Professor Snape.

Knowing this, Xiao Longbao responded with greater enthusiasm than putting hairspray on his own hair. He had long been displeased with Harry's messy hair, although Uncle Snape's hair was also... um .

However, the operability is greatly improved after the hair grows!

At least it can be tied up!

……

"Actually, my dad put some old furniture in it. But some of the furniture seems to bite people, so he doesn't want me to go exploring." Xiao Longbao replied without interest.

"By the way, Drake, have you noticed that Professor Snape's hairstyle has changed?"

Harry seemed to have discovered some shocking gossip, and mysteriously communicated with his friends around him.

"It seems... the long hair on both sides is thinning? It seems that the hair quality is better..." Draco stretched his neck together.

"No! Look carefully, I found out just now when Professor Snape turned around to talk to Brother Cyril!"

Drake narrowed his eyes and secretly observed the dean sitting in front of him.In fact, he didn't want to stare at Uncle Snape like this. He felt that the risk was a bit high, but the risk was no match for curiosity.

After a while, Cyril didn't know what to say, and Professor Snape slowly turned his head.

!!!

Look what he saw! ! !

Little tease! ! !

The real deal!Small!pull!pull!

A small bra tied slightly with a silver headband with the same color pattern as the bow tie.

The socks that Merlin hasn't washed for 100 years, what made Professor Snape, who doesn't pay attention to his own image at all, start tying up...

……

In the chaotic Hogwarts school song, the opening dinner came to an end.

When Cyril came down from the teacher's seat, he waved to his "former roommate" and "current student" John from a distance, and smiled and gave him a supercilious look.

Then he stared at his little dragon bag and said "see you later!" with little Harry.

……

"Assistant McLean, I didn't remember inviting you to attend the dean's speech."

Snape strode ahead, Cyril trailed effortlessly behind.

The white fox boy curled his lips indifferently and said, "Severus, you didn't reject my companion either. Since I entered school, I have been present for every lecture you give."

The corridor was dimly lit, and the wizard walking in front raised his eyebrows and sighed softly, "I thought this was nothing interesting, but you've already learned it all by heart, Cyril."

"Actually never tire of watching it, Professor."

Cyril caught up with the wizard with a big stride, and climbed onto his arm while there were few people on the road.

"Sometimes I really don't know what to do with you."

The wizard's voice became smaller and smaller, and the ending was almost breathless. Even though the two of them were very close, they still couldn't hear what he was saying unless they were careful.

"Maybe a kiss will do?"

Cyril quietly tugged at the wizard's arm, and added by the way: "Your hairstyle today is really handsome, Professor."

Snape twitched the corners of his mouth, but he didn't agree to the little troll's bold invitation in the corridor, he just stretched out a hand and stroked the back of his fluffy head.

In this kind of corridor where people are likely to pass by, he has nothing to do with himself, but he doesn't want to bring even the slightest negative comment to Cyril, especially since there is a timer bomb in the school——Quinas Qi lo.

Thinking of Quirrell...

"Syril, no matter what reason Quirrell asks to chat with you alone in the future, remember to refuse."

"Know it."

……

Little Harry and Xiao Long Bao obediently stood together with the other first-year students, silently waiting for the legendary Slytherin feature - "The Headmaster's Speech".

After the door of the common room was opened, it closed again with a "boom", and Xiaomengxin, who stood in a row spontaneously, straightened their backs collectively, resembling the sight of elementary school students going to military training.

"Chief Instructor" - the Head of Slytherin, Professor of Potions, Mr. Severus Snape rolled in in a black robe, stood still in front of the students, and then glanced around indifferently.

Cyril leaned against the wall, standing silently in a place without lights, admiring the figure of his professor.

From his point of view, Snape was a straight black silhouette, standing there strong and resolute.

Black dragon leather ankle boots, ironed and straight trousers, and a black coat—the one chosen by Cyril with a narrow waist, a meticulously fastened neckline, a slender neck and a small tunic.

Gee!

Thin waist and long legs!

Everything is perfect except that it is not so easy to be pushed down.

But... it seems that my professor is getting more and more handsome, isn't it good?

At the school opening dinner today, he didn't just see a senior Slytherin girl smiling at her professor...

Thinking of this, Cyril curled his lips in displeasure—the white fox boy was double-standard as always, and he obviously forgot that most of the girls were actually crazy about him.

For this reason, Professor Snape had to raise his head and look around coldly every 5 minutes, using his eyes to eliminate possible unstable elements and small flames that should not appear.