[HP] A Brief History of Time

Professor Snape's aura was terrifying, he pulled Draco tightly by the collar and pulled him in front of him - making Virginia fear that the latter was about to die.

However, Draco was not at all afraid of Snape's words that he wanted to go to the headmaster's office with him. He tried to tiptoe to make his neck less uncomfortable, "I'm glad that the secret was let me hear that night, and I'm glad that it was true to me." His father managed to get him to lie quietly on a foreign estate instead of attending some Death Eater gathering."

It was simply provocative, and Virginia couldn't bear to witness his miserable state, "I should go to the principal's office with me, Professor." Before Professor Snape got angry, Virginia interrupted their conversation Looking at each other, "Without me, Draco wouldn't have found the potion you couldn't find the reason for. I did it, and I'm an accomplice."

Snape's eyebrows twitched, he let go of his fingers, and turned his head to look at Virginia, "What's the matter? Miss Crackenthorpe, it sounds like you're still very proud?"

Snape's unbelievable eyes and questioning tone made Virginia blush, "...not..."

"What isn't it? Is this how you use your talents? I can't believe it!" Snape interrupted her fiercely, "Eavesdropping on Death Eaters and feeding poison to others, you two know nothing Guy, who came up with this terrible idea first?" His fierce eyes flicked back and forth between the two, "This is a crime! This is murder!" He turned sharply and pointed his wand at the silent mouth. Draco, "Murder your loved ones! Are you in your right mind? Are you planning to give yourselves to the dementors of Azkaban in good faith?"

Virginia hurriedly argued, "Mr. Malfoy's life is definitely not in danger, it just seems to be."

Draco cleared his throat at the side - the sound angered Professor Snape, and before he jumped up and reached out to pick him up again, Draco had already stepped back nimbly, twisted and grabbed the sofa back chair, And said loudly, "Professor, what I'm going to say just started at the beginning! That's right, I saw the mark on my father's arm shot into the night sky by someone that night." He stared at the man who was already on guard. Snape, speaking quickly and authentically, "It was just before that, in a small wood, because I heard someone talking about my father's name, so I heard the following secret-someone is going to sneak into the school, use the door The key replaces the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament!"

"Ridiculous!" Professor Snape finally caught him in a few big strides, and looked at him suspiciously, apparently half-believing in what he said.

"Someone will let Potter participate in the Triwizard Tournament, Professor, that's the plan!" Draco insisted, "Shall we go to the principal's office now?"

"Now you and your obedient accomplices should get out of my office immediately!" Professor Snape looked very manic, his face was clouded, and the serious wrinkles between his brows deepened, "It's best to stop here , if you have any brains, you should know that keeping your mouth shut is the most important thing you should do—and your father's business..."

"Absolutely no danger," Virginia assured. "I can show you the potion, Professor. The main ingredient is a plant called poisonous weed - of course, the name... I invented it myself. I haven't been to the inside of the Forbidden Forest, so I don't know if there are any, but there are in the woods of the Zabini Manor..."

"Get out!" Finally, Professor Snape impatiently rolled the two of them out of the door with his wand.

The door slammed shut in front of the two of them, and several small copper snakes twisted their bodies and swam around the doorknob for a while, as if laughing at their embarrassment.Fortunately, no one was passing by the corridor of the potions office at this time.Virginia didn't care about Draco who was under her pressure, and immediately got up from the ground and walked forward.

"Vill, Will!" Draco hurried after her.

"What do you want to say to me now?" Virginia twisted her body away angrily to avoid his hand, "Didn't you finish what you wanted to say in the office? Or why didn't you discuss it with me before? Malfoy, Have your brains been eaten by dogs? Where's your care and prudence? What's your behavior today—rude, direct, and causing trouble beyond count."

Draco waited until she was done venting his good temper before shrugging his shoulders—a flamboyant gesture he'd hardly ever made before, "Vill, if I hadn't been 'discreet' putting anti-tap charms around us, baby, Your yelling has already attracted people to visit!"

Virginia gave him a blank look.

"Of course I have my reasons for doing this," Draco explained.

"What reason?" Virginia's voice softened, but her face was still cold.

"Simple, direct, and time-saving." Draco spit out a few crisp words, "especially the last point, dear Vile, what we lack most now is time, and leave these things to those who should think about these issues, And we don't need to pay for it—this is Malfoy's care and prudence."

"Then why are you talking about your father?"

"Because I need the help of the professor," Draco replied in detail, "With the help of the professor, it will be more possible to ensure that the father's illness will not be exposed in front of the mysterious person."

Virginia looked at him, speechless.

In his office later that day, Snape was pacing up and down the room, hesitating for a moment.Finally, the habitual guilt of that woman got the better of him and made him make an appointment with Dumbledore.But the moment the news came out of the fireplace, Snape regretted it again—he had no proof, just because Draco heard a few words, he hurriedly passed the news to Dumbledore, and he let him Appear impetuous.

Sadly, the old bee took the message very seriously, telling Snape immediately that he was free now.

In the headmaster's office, after a while of silence, Dumbledore made a gesture to preempt Snape's cautious questioning attitude, "I believe the news, Severus."

Snape sat on the chair indifferently, "Frankly, I'm curious how a child can remain undiscovered while two Death Eaters are having a secret conversation - if that's the case, that would be great ! The enemy is stupid to death himself, we just need to sit here and wait for the results!”

"Your attitude really makes the old man a little sad," Dumbledore smiled, "Although I have reservations about the source of this news, this news is not unverifiable—the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament is still there Ministry of Magic, Severus, no one dared to replace it during this period, because it had another grand appearance in October, and it would remain at Hogwarts until it was placed in the third game again. He took a sip of black tea slowly, "replacing trophies is an act of loyalty," Dumbledore said and shook his head, "I know the pure-blood families represented by Malfoy very well, they don't have this kind of behavior." Courage and madness—who could it be?"

"Durmstrang," Snape said suggestively.

Dumbledore shook his head, and defined the person Snape hinted at, "Karkaroff is a coward." He stroked his beard and continued to ponder.

Snape impatiently guessed again, "If you believe this news, you should be aware of this, before the trophy is replaced, Potter will be included in the competition!"

"That's right, that's right." Dumbledore said, he hesitated, scratching his beard and wondering what to think.

"Are you going to let Potter enter the competition? Are you crazy? This is the Triwizard Tournament, and life may be in danger at any time!" Snape Hood stood up from his chair.

"Of course, of course," said Dumbledore gravely, "it's such an embarrassment - of course you'll help him as always, won't you?"

Snape's face suddenly became uglier than swallowing a hundred toads.

Dumbledore nodded encouragingly at him, "Ten points to your house, Severus, for the 'sincere' news from Mr. Malfoy. When I found out that joining a few Slytherin allies , it was a relief that they were so well informed."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I'm sorry I missed the point - the power of emotion is often greater than we think." Dumbledore said with a sigh.

Snape stormed out of his office.

***

October flies by.On the last day of October, in the cold night, Hogwarts students lined up outside the Great Hall to welcome Beauxbatons and Durmstrang's delegation.

Virginia sat at the long table, listening absently to Dumbledore's opening speech for the Triwizard Tournament.A month had passed since Draco broke the news, and there was nothing unusual about Dumbledore and Professor Snape - except that Virginia was always being locked up by the Potions Master for no reason.

She glanced again and again at the tall boy sitting at the head of the long table, with brown fluffy hair and bright and cheerful eyes... Thinking of all this, she couldn't help being sad.

Lettice pinched her severely under the dining table, "Wake up, Pooh!"

Virginia bit her lips in pain, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Don't you understand? You have exposed yourself!" Lettice lowered her voice and said sternly, "Stop staring at Cedric, Anne has looked at you several times!"

"...I just think that Cedric is likely to become a Hogwarts warrior." Virginia had no choice but to say that, but she had another answer in her heart, a depressing and painful answer, a Virginia Silently pray that the ending can be changed.

Lettice believed it was true, and immediately thought about it, "I think it's too possible!" She immediately became excited and shared this guess with others.

Annie who was sitting across from her was relieved. Virginia noticed that her face was still flushed, and she couldn't help but sighed silently.She stopped looking at Cedric and turned her attention to the bouillabaisse in front of her.

The author has something to say:

I found out that "poison weed" means "gambling on chastity, fuck"~ Let's warm up some wax for old Malfoy's future dire straits...