[HP] A Brief History of Time

After a few knocks, the door of the potions office opened quickly.Snape nodded to the passers-by with his usual monotonous and indifferent expression, as if he didn't notice Mrs. Conway's somewhat disheveled short hair and slight panting.

Mrs. Conway looked over his shoulder, and behind him saw Virginia sitting on the couch in order and waiting.She was also looking at her, but the restraint and alienation in the silence was obvious—this made Mrs. Conway almost stunned. To her, Virginia should still be the soft and obedient daughter who would act like a baby to her, But now she looked at herself almost as if she were looking at a stranger, and the confusion and slight bitterness in her eyes made her feel sour.

A few days ago, she received a letter from Mrs. Gibbs at the Zabini Manor and rushed to Hogwarts. When she saw Virginia lying unconscious and unconscious on the hospital bed, she immediately held her breath. took a breath.Virginia's pale face overlapped with the silent appearance of another person deep in her memory, and she couldn't control the pain in her throat on the spot.This pain immediately woke her up from the illusory attachments she had had in the past few months.

"Vill," Mrs. Conway whispered, carrying a small suitcase in her hand.As soon as she got to the hospital wing, she heard that Virginia had been released from the hospital, and hurried to the Hufflepuff dormitories, again in vain.

And now, Virginia sat in the Potions Office one step ahead of her.

Mrs. Conway found that there was something wrong with what she was about to say at this time—she had thought it would be an extremely easy matter, and as ever before, as long as she made a suggestion, Virginia always obediently agreed immediately.But now she is the one who can't speak.

But obviously it was all for her own good.

Virginia stood up from the sofa, glanced at her, and immediately lowered her eyes.

Mrs. Conway moved her lips, and just as she was about to walk to Virginia, Draco Malfoy came out of the room shaking his wet hands, breaking the rigidity of the room, "Professor, the first potion has boiled." Alright." As he spoke, he walked to Virginia's side, first glanced at the sullen girl, and then immediately turned his head to look at her.

He was a head taller than Virginia, and his profile was a little deeper than Mrs. Conway's last seen in Wedgwood. He already had the appearance of a big boy. The corners of the mouth are not lacking on him.

Snape closed the door with his wand and changed the opening spell.

"Now drink the first potion, Miss Krakenthorpe." Snape simply ordered.

"What's this potion for?" asked Mrs. Conway uneasily.

"During the treatment, Mrs. Conway, please don't talk." Snape rolled up his sleeves and handled a pile of strange herbs himself without raising his head, "unless there is something you can do to help. His hand paused, and he suddenly asked, "Do you know these things?"

Mrs. Conway glanced at the dark mess on the chopping board, frowned, and did not answer.

Snape took a serious look at her expression, "Well," he said almost meaningfully, "I thought you would be of any help, Mrs Conway, the original recipe for the first potion soup was completely Invented by your husband."

Mrs. Conway was sensitive to what Snape meant immediately. She was burning with anger and her chest was burning. She wanted to say something to prove her emotions at the moment, but found that she was speechless and even felt guilty.Virginia, on the other hand, pricked up her ears, and she waited, as had been the case for years past, not getting a single word about her father from her mother.

Draco slapped Snape quickly in his hands, halfway, he glanced at Virginia, and put a few candies in front of her.In this regard, Snape only snorted coldly twice, but did not intend to stop it.

Virginia put down the glass, her stomach trembled from the bitterness and fishy smell of the potion, and immediately a disgusting smell was about to come up from her throat, but Virginia forcibly held back.She walked quickly to the mandrake - it had been specially treated by Professor Sprout, and it was placed in a large enough flowerpot, buried in a thick layer of soil, only the top leaves were exposed.To be on the safe side, Snape cast a Silencing Charm on everyone in the room.

Virginia began to chant the growth mantra over and over again.

Everyone in the room - including Snape who was about to prepare the next potion, also had a look of shock on their faces.

Virginia clearly felt the change in her magic power - the growth rate of the mandrake was much faster than in the greenhouse last time.She tightened her grip on the wand, and suddenly said a levitation spell.No one in the house could hear Virginia, only to notice a sudden jolt in the mandrake pot.

Snape quickly walked to the side of the flowerpot, and found that there was no problem, so he moved away and signaled Virginia to continue.

After the mandrake matured, although Virginia was a little tired, there was still room for magic.

Without any hesitation, Snape took out a bunch of valerian sprigs from the cabinet, which hadn't been treated in any way, and the tiny messy roots were still covered with dirt.

Virginia was silent, and raised her wand again.The next process of releasing the magic power was extremely difficult. Virginia felt that her body seemed like a dry river, more like passing through a tunnel blocked by mud and stones. It was narrow and painful, and every inch of skin and His muscles and bones seemed to have been severely scraped by a blade.

Virginia fainted on the ground halfway through her last spell.

Mrs. Conway stood up from the sofa, and just as she reached out her hand, Snape interrupted her.He removed the spell from everyone's ears, waved his wand and used the Levitation Charm to direct Virginia to lie down on a small bed that had been arranged behind a bookcase in the corner.

Mrs. Conway took a critical look at the soft white sheets and pillows, but couldn't find any faults - this was Draco's handwriting.

Virginia's face turned white and red. Snape looked at it for a while, cast a few spells, and knew that this was the first potion soup that had worked.

"Second potion in half an hour," Snape announced.

Half an hour later, Virginia was still immersed in the pain caused by the magic potion.Mrs. Conway and Draco looked at her slightly frowning brows and sweaty little face in drowsiness, and looked at each other. No one could do anything and neither could bear to wake her up.

Snape raised his face from the book, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and immediately got up and walked to Virginia's bedside. He waved his wand and turned the glass of water beside the bed into ice balls, pouring it directly on Virginia's bedside. Nia's face.

"what are you doing!"

"professor!"

The two provoked at the same time, glaring at Snape.Mrs. Conway lifted Virginia from the pillow distressedly, and Draco quickly grabbed the ice cubes back into the glass with his hands,

Snape sneered and remained motionless. Sure enough, after a while, Virginia opened her eyes.

"The second potion." Snape handed over a crystal vial.

The weight of the second potion is much less than that of the first potion, but the color is much more beautiful than the dark potion, like the blue in the depths of the ocean.

"Must I drink this nasty stuff now?" Mrs. Conway was so distressed that she took Virginia's shoulders and put her head on her shoulders, and her other hand was stroking her back and forth cheeks.

This loving action brought tears to Virginia's eyes, "Mom." She called out in a low voice.

Mrs. Conway touched her wet hands, and heard her soft voice, her heart beat faster, and she almost immediately remembered that rainy night in Genoa.She had just walked out of the family cemetery in Clackenthorpe. Mrs. Zabini, who had been waiting for a long time at the gate of the cemetery, swung two spells in succession, one hit her knee, and the other snatched away her trip to the cemetery. harvest.Then she chased all the way to the Zabini estate.

"Alonna," Hermione Zabini even spit out her own name clearly, her eyes were full of mockery and contempt, "Your life and everything you have now is given by Lucy, Please also cherish the only treasure she left behind, and stop messing around!"

Alona remembered that she didn't argue, she knew that Hermione had misunderstood the whole thing, and she told herself over and over again not to care about Hermione's words, she always thought that the topic of who was the most important was meaningless, as long as she was successful, she would not Regardless of the choice, she will see Lucy awakened again, and Virginia will be their common little girl.

However, Virginia's coma, Virginia's silent change in a place she could not see, made her panic.She remembered ten years ago, she was in a wheelchair and entered the room.The color of Lucy's lips, half lying on the hospital bed, has faded to pale, and the childlike rosiness on her face has also disappeared. The only thing that remains unchanged is her beautiful gray eyes, with a trace of the purest blue, watching with a smile. This little baby in my arms.

But laughing, her tears fell on the baby's delicate skin.

"Sister." Alona pushed the wheelchair close to the bed by herself.Pretending not to see Lucy's tears, she bent down to tease the little baby girl in her arms.Little Virginia rolled her eyes, opened her mouth to her, and grabbed Alona's index finger stretched out in front of her with her feeble little hand.

"Sister, look!" Alona accommodated little Virginia's strength, and hung her index finger in her little hand, her face full of surprise.

Lucy watched this scene in relief. She bent down and kissed her daughter's head, and said softly, "Alonna, my days are numbered..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Alona interrupted her angrily, but her voice was still very soft, and her fingers were still lightly hanging in front of Virginia.

"I can feel it. Don't talk, listen to me," Lucy smiled, and held Alona's wrist, she looked down at her and Virginia's hands hooked together, " Virginia was my favorite baby. You took George and me through our toughest times and you watched Virginia be born - you know what a hard-won daughter. I would give her anything. Alona, ​​my dearest sister, you are the only one who makes me feel at ease in this world, I beg you, I beg you to take care of Virginia and George, okay?"

Alona withdrew her hand abruptly, "Lucy, don't say such frustrating words anymore, you will get better, and when George's illness is cured, he will heal you. Those potions are so amazing," she bit down Lip, "They can make my legs better and keep me dancing, why can't they cure your disease?"

Lucy shook her head.