[HP] Night Haze

"Do you know what time it is, Angelo Bones?" In the dark and cold office deep in the cellar, the potions master's face was more gloomy than usual, which showed his unhappy mood at this time.Angelo silently handed over the note from Madam Pomfrey. Madam Pomfrey said that this injury report would save him from punishment, but judging from Professor Snape's expression, things didn't go so smoothly.

"For a student who is receiving confinement punishment from me, you should understand how important these hands are to you. You didn't protect them well. I can understand that you want to use this method to protest or plan to escape from me. Is it your punishment?"

"Madame Pomfrey said that the injury will heal tomorrow." Angelo raised his gauze-wrapped palm and moved it, he wanted to prove that it didn't have much effect on him.Nimble hands played a huge role in handling materials or brewing potions, so the anger of the potion master in front of him was not unreasonable.

"Tomorrow?" Snape tapped his fingers lightly on the hard table twice, his neatly manicured nails turned abnormally white due to the long-term smoke from the potion.After a while, Snape's frowning brows relaxed. He obviously thought of a good way to make up for today's loss.

"I just plan to spend a month brewing the potion," he said, "From tomorrow onwards, you will come over every day to record the detailed process and time of the potion's changes in the crucible..."

"Tomorrow!" Angelo called out.

"Is there a problem?" Snape's face darkened quickly.

"Tomorrow is the weekend..." Angelo hesitated.Of course he would have no problem if it was an ordinary weekend, but tomorrow is a special day, and he already has other arrangements.

"This is your punishment, Bones. Of course, you can also refuse, and the confinement period will be automatically extended to the next school year."

Angelo took a deep breath, Professor Snape's threats always hit the spot.Frankly speaking, the potion that takes a month to brew is definitely not the ordinary stuff he has come into contact with before. For the knowledge seekers who are still struggling on the starting line of potion science, it is a great opportunity to record the advanced potion making process It is so rare.But if he obediently obeyed Professor Snape's order now, then what he promised Harry to do tomorrow would definitely not be able to be carried out. Fortunately, he was only one of the many participants in that matter, not the only one.

"Could you tell me what potion you plan to brew, Professor Snape?" Angelo decided to ask the situation first before making a decision. In fact, the balance in his heart had unconsciously tilted to this side.

"Veritaserum," the long and long cello-like voice is as seductive as its content, "only three drops will make people reveal the secrets deep in their hearts. —— On this potion, I made some A small improvement."

Angelo's breathing became heavier, and the temptation was irresistible: "I will be here on time tomorrow, Professor." He said.

"Then that's it for today, you go back and have a good rest." The corners of Snape's lips curled up slightly when he was satisfied with the result, and he had fully noticed the talent shown by this child in potions.After observing for a period of time, Snape no longer regarded Angelo as an ordinary student receiving confinement punishment or a suspicious object of observation.For example, this time, he can come by himself.It will be more handy to brew potions in an environment where no one is disturbed.

...

"What! You can't go with us tomorrow!" In the Gryffindor dormitory, the red-haired boy was walking around the room holding his forehead, "That old bat is too disgusting, try another way Whole person."

"Ron!" Angelo yelled.

"My poor Angelo, you'll have to report to him every day for the next month," Ron scratched his scalp, "Stop talking for that bastard, you've been oppressed so badly by him , now even the weekend is cancelled.”

"Ron—" Angelo helplessly interrupted the red-haired boy's babbling, "Why is your hand hurt?"

"Oh! I was bitten by Hagrid's Norwegian Ridgeback." Speaking of his injury, Ron sat on the edge of Angelo's bed aggrieved and sighed, "I dare not go to Madam Pomfrey's for fear of being killed." She sees it."

Ron held out his hand, which was wrapped in a bloody handkerchief, and the exposed part showed signs of swelling.He really regretted why he was curious about the pile of books about raising dragons that Hagrid had borrowed in the first place, and even more regretted listening to Hermione's suggestion, following Hagrid back to the cabin with great interest, and discovering this little secret.

It is illegal to raise dragons privately, but they unanimously chose to protect him.It has only been a little over two weeks since the fire dragon was born, and it already has the size of a calf.They originally planned to go together tomorrow to transport the ferocious fire dragon to the tower and hand it over to his brother Charlie who studies dragons in Romania. Charlie and his partners agreed that they would come here to pick it up secretly tomorrow night.But now Angelo, who had promised to help, suddenly couldn't go.

"I think you'd better go show Madam Pomfrey, Ron. It's swollen very high." Angelo looked worriedly at Ron's untreated wound.Unlike them, Angelo had to spend the spare time after dinner in Snape's office every day except weekends, so he didn't put much thought into looking after the fire dragon.

"I think the swelling will subside tomorrow, don't worry about it." Ron waved his hand nonchalantly, "You know? That kid Malfoy also told Harry today that he can't go, he's going to attend some head meeting. "

"Uh... If Snape plays early tomorrow, maybe I can catch up." Angelo finally knew why Ron's reaction was so big today. It turned out that someone had already withdrawn from the plan before.He began to silently calculate the time in his heart. If Snape didn't assign him other tasks, although he was a bit rushed, but...

"Don't force it, Angelo." At this moment, the thin boy on the bed by the window turned over and turned his face around, smiling at them with his green eyes.

"Tomorrow, Ron, Hermione and I are enough. In fact, even I can move the dragon by myself. Professor Flitwick gave me an O for the levitation spell." (Outstanding Outstanding)

Angelo felt that Harry's smile was a bit forced, maybe because the platinum-haired boy couldn't come, and compared with them in Gryffindor College, Draco still spent too little time with them.

Soon after, the sound of the ancient clock tower rang through the castle, and it was curfew time.Angelo put on his pajamas and lay down on his soft quilt, insisting on finishing today's diary with his injured hand.

When he fell asleep amid the rhythmic breathing of his roommates, the black cat jumped onto the comfortable big bed after the owner fell asleep as usual.But today his master didn't sleep well, and coughed continuously in his dream.The blue-eyed black cat sniffed the air. Its pink nose followed the smell of dust all the way to the schoolbag on the bedside table.Dust and a wisp of black mist spewed out of the schoolbag slowly, the black cat tilted its head and opened the schoolbag, and the gleaming silver invisibility cloak slipped out of the schoolbag and covered it upright—this is Angelo Forgot to return something to Harry.

Meow... The black cat struggled to get out of the water-smooth invisibility cloak. It jumped off the bed and returned to its cat bed to lie down obediently. Without the invisibility cloak blocking it, the black mist in the schoolbag became denser.

Ahem... The boy with slightly curly blond hair frowned uncomfortably in his dream. He dreamed of when he was very young, when he was held in Amelia's arms and saw him with brilliant blond hair , A man with a smile showing eight bright teeth, it was the first time Amelia taught him the unfamiliar term "Dad".

His dream was like a replay of his life. When this memory-like dream progressed to the conversation before going to bed last night, after fast-forwarding the 11-year-old boy's life without too many ups and downs, the black mist gradually reduced.Angelo's eyebrows were no longer uncomfortable and could not be stretched. When the last ray of black mist disappeared under the sunlight projected into the window, the boy who no longer remembered what dream he had had opened his sea-blue eyes and looked around blankly. Then he fell asleep again with deep tiredness.

When Angelo really woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.He sat up from the bed and looked at the clock on the wall of the dormitory with an exclamation.

"Sleep a little longer, Angelo, today is the weekend. I just went to the hospital wing to see Ron, he's fine." Harry put a light breakfast on Angelo's bedside table, and he closed it The schoolbag that fell there moved it to a position against the wall.The invisibility cloak spread out on Angelo's bed has been taken away by him this morning, and he will use it tonight.

"Ron?" Angelo's tone was puzzled.

"He won't be able to go tonight either, that dragon's teeth are poisonous." Harry shrugged pretending to be relaxed, "Don't worry about him, his hand was already swollen when I came out, Madam Pomfrey's medicine is very It worked. He said that the wound was bitten by a dog, Madam Pomfrey was very suspicious, but she didn't pursue it."

"Huh—" Angelo breathed a sigh of relief, "Then tonight..." He thought about his actions at night.

"It's okay, it's enough to have Hermione and I. I'll go to her later to discuss the route to take. You should eat your breakfast first."

"Thank you, Harry." Angelo thanked him with a smile. He felt that Harry was more capable than before, and getting along with the young master of the Malfoy family was really beneficial to the development of the Savior.Harry still had a thin skin, though, and blushed from time to time when he spoke, just like now.

Went into the bathroom to freshen up, and Harry was gone when Angelo came out.Now he was the only one left in the dormitory. Angelo leaned on the bedpost and removed the gauze from his palm. Just like Madam Pomfrey said, the wound healed completely without leaving any scars.

Huh!Angelo, who was going to have breakfast, noticed something unusual on the bedside table. A layer of dust had accumulated on the table, as if it hadn't been cleaned for many days.

"Clean it up." Angelo waved his wand, and the dusty schoolbag was particularly obvious against the restored desktop.Feeling bewildered, Angelo pulled the schoolbag in front of him, and the heavy feeling in his hands reminded him of the rusty crown still lying inside.The boy who had a vague premonition of something quickly opened the schoolbag.

"Merlin's pants." He shook off the things in his hand, and the schoolbag fell to the ground, stirring up a small cloud of dust. Almost at the same time, a beautiful crown inlaid with rubies rolled out of it.It's gleaming like new in the soft sunlight...