[HP]Flower and Professor

Chapter 62, old friends reunited... Butter egg rolls, you, you, you, you are going to lose weight!

Wait...wait, wait...how come there are only voices but no people?Could it be that the other party will be invisible?

The singer didn't care about the surprise of Sanciville Lite, "La la la ~" came over singing an out-of-key tune.

what happened?Sanciville touched her chin like Severus, and snapped her fingers like Lucius.

So it turned out that the voice came from the wall—at this time, the nameless singing voice was passing by Sansive Lite, with a thin "snapping" sound.

In the midst of fluttering, the voice in the wall passed Sanciville Lite and went to the rear, Sanciville Lite turned around quickly. "Hey~ hey..." Suncivillet slapped the wall, realizing that she didn't know who was inside.

The people inside the wall didn't know that Sanciville Lit was calling him, so they continued to move forward while singing.

"Singing in the wall, blah blah..." Sansiveret tapped the wall with a small hammer.

This trick really worked, and the singing in the wall stopped immediately.With a cough, the voice that was still soft when singing just now suddenly turned into a rough and majestic male voice: "Who is it? Who stopped the great butter egg roll?"

This name is really enough...

But Sansiveret was overjoyed when she heard the name: "Cream Roll? Are you a Creamy Cone? So you are still at Hogwarts. I am Sansiveret. Do you still remember me? Is it?"

The specially made rough voice immediately changed back to the original soft voice: "Miss Sansivereet, is that Miss Sansiveret... oh..." There was a burst of "dang bang bang" from the wall and then " There was a loud bang, as if it had hit, and the thin echo "hum~~" spread throughout the floor.

"Hey...Miss Sansevieret, I can't get around~~Can you come down from the kitchen, they are waiting for you there...Bee...It hurts~~"

Sanciville didn't think about why the cute brioche couldn't turn around in the thick pipe, she happily replied: "Okay, brioche, I'll go right away, and you too." Then he quickly flew towards the kitchen on the basement floor, and the sound of "snapping" in the wall also passed down quickly, accompanied by a faint "嘤嘤嘤嘤... There must be something on his head." A big bag..." voice.

"Small, small..." Sunshivelet yelled from the kitchen, and all the house-elves who were working in the kitchen rushed over.The house elf who inherited the name of "Little Guan" squeezed her way to Sansive Lite and saluted excitedly: "Miss Sansive Lite, Xiao Guan sends you my greetings."

"Hello, little tube," Sancivilliette asked anxiously after politely returning a salute, "I ask you, little tube, has the brioche still lived in the castle? She still Live in the original place, right?"

Xiaoguan tearfully answered Sanciville Litt: "Oh, Xiaoguan has been feeding Miss Creamy Egg Roll, and has never forgotten a meal. Miss Creamy Egg Roll can't come out, and Little Tube is sent to the room below every time. of……"

Before Xiao Guan finished speaking, Sansive Lite, who already knew what she wanted to know, interrupted him, "Thank you, Xiao Guan, I will go to her now." After speaking, Sansive Lite quickly flew to In front of the innermost cupboard in the kitchen, open the door.

This is actually not a real cabinet. After opening the door, there is a deep hole inside, which can lead all the way to the underground of the castle.Sansevieret conjured up a little hat with lanterns growing on it, put it on her head, and flew into the hole.

The further you go down the worse the smell. "Oh, my queen, this smell... I really need to ventilate it well." Sansive Lite complained while flying down in a circle.She had flown this route many times, but this time was the most unbearable for her.

As soon as it flew out of the pipe, Sanciville Lit yelled: "Brioche, here I come." Then he threw the lantern cap up, and as soon as the lantern cap touched the top, it immediately stuck to it, spread, and then the whole Many small lantern flowers bloomed underground, making the ground as bright as the outside.

The sound of "rumbling" came from far and near. The thought of "Why is it so loud?" flashed through Sansiveret's mind, only to hear someone rushing out while shouting "Miss Sansiveret misses you so much."

= Mouth =...

The figure of Sanciville Lite rushing forward suddenly stopped, and quickly moved away!

The small butter egg roll that rushed out did not brake the car, and hit the pipe with its head, a loud noise, "boom", and then the echo of "嗡~~~" echoed throughout the space.

"Miss Sansiveret, where are you? My head hurts so much... blah blah..." After being isolated by walls and pipes, the soft voice became louder after losing those neighbors , plus the echo... Suncivillet had to add a few spells to make the voice a little more normal.

"Cream omelet... why are you swollen... so big!!!"

"Miss Sansevieret... why are you swollen... so small????"

You'd also be shocked if someone who used to be your size suddenly became the size of your own scales.

You'd also be shocked if a snake that was your size suddenly became the size of its scales.

It's as if you stumbled upon your neighbor's amiable 80-something grandma turning into Sailor Moon...you get the feeling.

Creamy Egg Roll: No wonder I found that the roads in the castle are getting narrower and shorter...QAQ...

After a long period of shock from both sides, the two were finally able to sit down and talk properly.Due to inferiority complex that she gained so much weight, the butter egg roll tightened her body desperately, as if she could return to her original size.Sanciville Lite had to put

It turned out that this was the basilisk egg that Sansive Litt gave to Salazar Slytherin. After Salazar managed to hatch it, he named it the Butter Egg Roll.Because it is rare for Sanciville Lit to meet a playmate who is about the same age as herself, she often runs to play with the brioche, and then she really gets acquainted with Salazar Slytherin.

With tears and snot in her eyes, the butter egg roll told Sanciville Lite about the sad things for so many years.

Salazar had a premonition when the butter omelette grew to five meters long, that it would be huge in the future, so he built the pet paradise underground, opened the kitchen exit to the size of a cabinet, and specially opened it from the sewer. Opened an exit in a hidden place in the Forbidden Forest.

But even Salazar never imagined that after he left, the little brioche that no one restrained would grow so...huge. Not only could the exit from the kitchen be blocked, but even the exit from the Forbidden Forest could no longer be used. ——Especially after a huge family of eight-legged spiders moved in near the exit of the Forbidden Forest later, the creamy egg rolls were so painful that they couldn’t be eaten, so I couldn’t stop walking in that direction.

In the first few hundred years, the brioche could still wander around. It kept Salazar's words in mind and never showed its face in front of the professors and students of Hogwarts. It was just that no matter what, it would leave some clues. Rumors were circulating about the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, and of course these little brioches were completely unknown.

Later, the brioche found that the exit was getting smaller and smaller, and the original two-way street became a one-way street. Fortunately, the pipelines extend in all directions, but it is becoming more and more difficult to go out. I still complain that Hogwarts is too old and in disrepair (not at all. I thought it was my own problem ==).

I want the house elves to expand their outlets. Those elves either don't understand what it's talking about, or keep screaming and bumping their heads... ==! ! ...The butter egg roll was too troublesome and gave up. Anyway, the underground pipeline is also very big, and the castle is also very big. It spends a lot of time sleeping...So unconsciously, the butter egg roll is getting bigger and bigger up...

Decades ago, one day when the butter egg roll was sleeping, it suddenly heard someone calling "Salazar" in the snake language outside. I saw a little guy who was younger than Miss Sansevierret (this guy always thought he was about the same age as Sansevierret), said to be a descendant of Salazar.

The little guy is small but quite big, and the fluent snake language makes the creamy egg roll feel good, and the little guy even said that he wants to take it out to play... The creamy egg roll, who hasn't been out for a long time, is tempted.

It turned out that there was another big outlet in another place.

The brioche scurried out happily, forgetting what Salazar had repeatedly warned it to be cautious.

As a result... as soon as I went out, I saw a little thing with huge eyes (later it knew that they were glasses), tears and snot all over its face, and the little brioche was frightened, and its yellow eyes were about to protrude.Then I heard a scream, and later...later...I don't know, anyway, it was too scary, the butter egg roll was frightened, turned around and ran back to the room with a "snake buzzing" No matter how the little guy called it, it refused to come out again.

It took many years and a lot of food to comfort himself, before the frightened heart of the brioche calmed down, and the habit of walking around the castle resumed.Today, it was in the right mood, singing the folk song (?) that Salazar taught it before, and suddenly heard someone calling outside the wall. It imitated Salazar's voice, and thought it was very dignified and polite. It turned out that he was lucky enough to reunite with Miss Sansevierret. This is really an arrangement of fate.

After listening to the creamy egg roll intermittently talking about so many years of experience, Sanciville Lite couldn't help but sighed.In fact, Salazar didn’t take the creamy egg roll to the battlefield... It’s too heavy for one reason, and soft-hearted is another reason. It’s just that no one thought at the time that Salazar would just go and never come back. .And the brioche can actually increase its size...to such an astonishing level...==

The person mentioned by the brioche, Sanciville Lit also knew, after all, the one in the ghost was wearing a school uniform, and he was still so neurotic.Thornhill Ritter's actions have always avoided ghosts, including her once favorite little bun - Ravenclaw's daughter, Helena - and Salazar's student, the ghost of Slytherin, Barrow.

"Okay, don't cry, Little Butter Egg Roll." Sunshiverette comforted the little Butter Egg Roll who had been crying non-stop since seeing her, "Otherwise, I'll take you out Play, I have a better way to take you out. You see, as long as I make you smaller, you can play outside with me like before."

"I don't want it anymore," the butter egg roll wiped her tears with her tail, "I feel like I'm going to molt in the past few days. What if I suddenly molt and swell when I'm playing outside? If you need to sleep for a long time, you should wait until it fades." Let's talk after we're done."

"Okay then..." Sanciville Lit was a little disappointed, she had thought that she could play with the creme omelette as before.

"Miss Sansiveret~~" Seeing that Sansiveret seemed to be quite depressed, the cream roll thought for a while and said, "Can you ask the house elves to help me clean up? They always listen to I don’t understand what people are talking about, blah blah... The place I live in has not been cleaned for a long time... I don’t want it to be so dirty~~" The creamy egg roll closed its eyes and gently rubbed against Sanciville Lite, act like a baby like before.

"Okay, it's on me!" Sunshineville patted her chest, and immediately went to the kitchen to find more than a dozen house elves, and they drove into the room of the brioche!

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Little Theater: A Thousand Years Ago

Suncivillet: (poking) So cute~~ Salazar, what's your name?

Salazar: small brioche rolls.

Sanciville Lite: ...The name is so cute too. Well, hello, Little Creamy Egg Roll, I am Sanciville Lite~~

Salazar: ...are you asking for the name of the new dessert? =mouth=

The author has something to say:

PS: Mrs. Butter Egg Roll... your character has been exposed. Hey, pretending is useless.

PSS: So the name of the basilisk is... Creamy Egg Roll... ==... The Salazar in my mind suddenly became a bastard with incompetent names, look at the foodie students he taught (Sang Xi Violet), the pet "squeaky" (cream roll), not to mention the brain-dead offspring (?)... No, I can't think about it anymore, stop!

PSSS: When we see you next time, it will be Zidai, cute little brioche, good night.