The fuse didn't ignite [Comprehensive]

Under the weird atmosphere, Regulus hurriedly said good night, slipped through the wall and returned to his bedroom, but couldn't fall asleep anyway (do ghosts sleep too?), but what he didn't notice was that the illustration that scared him , there is a small footnote in a hidden place, the name of the author of the illustration - TMD

"Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" has been reprinted many times. Because it is a magical animal around the wizard, the publishing house will also solicit illustrations of magical animals from the wizarding world. Newt Scamman will add some illustrations to each reprint to increase people's interest The intuitive understanding of magical creatures, illustrations in the wizarding world, are naturally movable, and such a lifelike basilisk is naturally the hand of a certain Slytherin heir, but few people, it should be said that no one has discovered this secret.

Regulus, who couldn’t sleep, spent the night in the library looking for related content about basilisks. After all, “Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them” is an entry-level book on magical animals, and in the treasure-like library There were a lot of more comprehensive books out there, and in it Regulus actually discovered what the basilisk was afraid of, which excited him and took away the awkwardness of being in Severus' house at night.

Regulus waited until dawn, and then went through the wall again to look for the senior. Today is Saturday, and Severus' alarm clock was set half an hour late. When Regulus came, he was still sleeping. Let the students of Hogwarts see this scene, and they will definitely wonder if this is Professor Snape who can scare freshmen into tears——

Her legs were hugging the quilt, revealing half of her calf. The collar of her pajamas was open. Her black hair was slightly curled up. She was sleeping soundly, like a quiet little animal.Of course, if it is a beast, don't wake him up, then the consequences are unimaginable.

"Ah, it turns out that the senior is so dishonest when he's sleeping. It's not the same as his usual appearance. It's really interesting." Regulus didn't make a sound, nor did he help Severus arrange his sleeping position, but levitated Sitting on the edge of Severus' bed, he waited for him to wake up.

The most important thing for ghosts is time, but the time seems to pass quickly this morning. Regulus seemed to only watch for a minute before the annoying alarm clock rang.

Severus, who was lying on the bed, turned off the alarm clock skillfully as usual without opening his eyes, and then turned around. After Regulus left yesterday, he tossed and turned at least until early morning before falling asleep, and today is On Saturday, even a professor has the right to stay in bed, thinking about it in a daze, a voice woke up Severus who was in a daze—"Good morning! Senior!"

"Rael..." Opening his eyes suddenly, Severus looked at the boy sitting beside his bed, obviously he had been here for a while, "Why are you here, how long have you been here?" Fleurs sat up and stretched, but he didn't realize that his actions made his dishonest pajamas even more dishonest.

Regulus moved his eyes down the wider neckline of the pajamas, remembering the scene when he ran into the senior taking a shower two days ago, he turned his eyes and looked in the direction of the bookcase, "Just arrived."

"Oh, Rael came to see me early in the morning, what's the matter?" Severus, who woke up a little cautiously in the morning, didn't find anything strange. It should be said that Regulus, Severus didn't need anything Cautious—totally dependable, mate.

"Can't you come to see the senior if you have nothing to do?" Regulus floated into the bookcase and looked at Severus' collection of books "with interest". Fortunately, he is a ghost, translucent milky white, so no one can see He blushed.

"Hmm~" Severus really couldn't say "can't", he yawned and got up, watched Regulus go to read a book, picked up a black robe similar to yesterday, and just squinted his eyes like this change clothes. "If you don't come, I will go to you after breakfast. Dumbledore went to Germany to find a way to destroy the Horcrux in Ravenclaw's crown. The Basilisk incident back then involved Hagrid. We should go Get some news from him, why things were so hasty back then."

"Oh, oh oh, good." Regulus was obviously not listening to what Severus said seriously, his sight and brain froze with the smooth movement just now.

"If you don't want to go, you can continue to read here. If those little monsters are one-tenth as eager to learn as you are, it will be a blessing to Hogwarts." Severus dressed and cast a spell in the mirror After arranging his unruly hair, he became docile in a few seconds, turning into the familiar Professor Snape at Hogwarts.

"I'm going! It's not for nothing that I came to see the senior. I went to the library last night to search all night, and found something that the basilisk is afraid of. It's the crowing of a rooster!"

"The rooster crows, the basilisk is also a bed-ridden creature!" Severus yawned and took a sip of the coffee brought by the house elf, and complained softly, "I checked all night, you don't..." Severus didn't say the last "sleepy", he found a thing that made him angry with himself - he kept forgetting that Regulus was different from him, he was a ghost - not sleeping , do not eat, only the state of the soul.

Realizing this, Severus gulped down his coffee, which seemed to really wake him up, both physically and mentally.

Apparently knowing what Severus didn't say, Regulus pretended to be relaxed and complained: "I don't know if the basilisk sleeps in bed or not. It's funny how the senior sleeps in bed."

Seeing Severus eating breakfast gracefully because of his own words, and his ears turning red visibly, Regulus thought it was funny, as if he had caught the senior's little tugger, he snickered inwardly, but on the surface he Still calming the atmosphere, he said, "Hey, I'm still not used to the food that's exclusively for ghosts."

Of course, ghosts can't eat anything, but they can "eat" the taste of "tasty" food that has been left for a long time, dead food, when they float by.Regulus tried it once in a ghost party and never "ate" again.Watching the Hogwarts students eat it now, he can still remember the same delicious taste.

"Sorry, I can't find a way..." Severus put down his knife and fork. He had read the books, and asked the most senior house elves and ghosts in Hogwarts, but they couldn't solve the problem. If there was a way, so many ghosts would have figured it out long ago.

"Hey, senior, why are we talking about this, you hurry up and get ready, we have to go to Hagrid."

...the dividing line...

It didn't matter what day of the week it was to Hagrid, he was just a gamekeeper and keykeeper, living next to the Black Forest, he was very comfortable.Few students or professors came, and Hagrid was a little surprised and happy that Severus and the ghost "Master Black" came to the door early in the morning.Hagrid was even happier when he heard Severus say "I have some doubts and I need Rubeus Hagrid's help", but when Severus brought up something that happened 40 years ago, Hagrid sat with him I felt a little uneasy on my stool.

"That incident is over, Professor Snape, I forgot... I don't know, what else do you Slytherins want me to..." The half-giant obviously remembered, but didn't say it, and it was also affected by that incident. The events of his life made him not very friendly to Slytherin House. He stood up, made a gesture to see off the guests, waved his hand, and almost knocked the vase on the table on Severus. Fleurs easily dodges and puts the vase away.

"We found out that you should have been wronged. It wasn't the acromantula that killed Myrtle." Regulus quickly explained.

"You said Aragog didn't do it! Really?!" Hagrid couldn't believe his ears, and he sat back on his big stool with a "bang".

"Really." Severus nodded.

Hagrid looked back and forth between Severus and Regulus, they were not like those cunning Slytherins, he chose to believe their words, "I knew it, I knew it wasn't Aragog who did it, he was still A little baby, who can't speak yet, is not as evil and terrible as Riddle said, and will take the initiative to kill a student." The half-giant said and began to cry.

"The classification level of acromantula is level five." Severus said helplessly. Obviously, in front of Hagrid, the Ministry of Magic's classification of magical animals is a joke. Oh, it should be said that he may not understand the above things. .

The sobbing half-giant obviously didn't understand what Severus said about the level, he started sobbing and rambling about what happened back then, "Aragok is my friend, I haven't taught him how to speak at that time, but He was very active during that time, always sneaking out of the dormitory when I was in class. And when that happened, I did see Aragog lying not far from where Myrtle was lying, Riddle recognized over it..."

Hagrid paused, and continued: "I didn't abandon Aragog! But after that incident, I was expelled by the headmaster and couldn't use magic for life. Fortunately, Professor Dumbledore believed me and gave me the job of gamekeeper. "

"That acromantula is called Aragog, right? What happened to him afterwards? Did he tell the real murderer?" Regulus was a little confused about Hagrid's sloppy handling of the story behind it. Hearing enough, he found out that the acromantula can speak, and if the acromantia was at the scene, it could be regarded as a "witness".

"Oh...he, he..." Unexpectedly, Regulus would ask such a question, and Hagrid became at a loss for an answer. He thought that Aragog was not dangerous, but the Ministry of Magic clearly stipulated that he could not keep him. So he half-lied and half-truly said, "I sent him back to the place where he was born, and he was in a coma and didn't know anything."

Anyone can see that Hagrid is lying, and Severus said seriously: "Rubus Hagrid, we are helping you. You hid the acromantula, didn't you? The matter has nothing to do with you or him, then your guilt can be cleared..." Severus glanced at the red umbrella in Hagrid's large pocket, and said, "You can use magic in a fair manner."

"You're really going to help me...you're a Slytherin."

"Because I'm a Slytherin, I don't want others to talk about the rumors of Slytherin's heir in the future, saying that it's you..." Severus looked at Hagrid with a standard Slytherin expression. Appearance, like doing all this, Hagrid just incidentally, a half-giant confident in raising magical animal honey, doesn't fit the Slytherin aesthetic.

The author has something to say: Slytherin's arrogance is boring to help others. Sao