[HP] Night Haze

The young boy never knew what he had missed, and since that night in the Room of Requirement, it was obvious to him that Viddy's attitude was more aggressive.Angelo attributed this to his recent concessions.Whenever he thought of the beautiful and evil dream that night, he felt weaker in confrontation with the opponent for no reason.

Viddy was right, the defenses of Hogwarts Castle were getting better and better.Perhaps Dumbledore's warning at the opening ceremony has lost its deterrent over time, and the students couldn't bear it and started the night tour. Correspondingly, the number of people in confinement also showed a linear upward trend.

Ever since Professor McGonagall personally captured several little ghosts from his own academy in one night and handed them over to Snape for disposal, the young wizards in the Lion Academy realized the change in the wind direction and restrained their behavior.Angelo found that although the crowds around him didn't make it difficult for him to walk, they were indeed not as free as before.

"Good afternoon, please put your books back in your schoolbag. Today is a practical lesson, you just need to get out your wands."

In the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class this week, Angelo met Professor Lupine again. This professor with light brown hair has the same teaching philosophy as Baron Lockhart.It's a pity that the Cornwall elf released by the previous teacher at the end of the first class was too impressive. The first reaction of all the little lions when they heard the practical class was that they were more alert than surprised.

Unlike any Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher before, Professor Lupine led them directly out of the classroom, from the third floor of the castle all the way down to the staff lounge, which was at the same level as the castle.

Perhaps because it was only a flight of stairs from the basement, the Potions Master was resting in a low armchair when they got there.The new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor looked slightly embarrassed when he saw him, and when the entire class of students filed in, Professor Lupine walked to the door and pulled the handle.

"Don't close the door, Lupine. I'd better not look at it." The potion master who had been silently watching them said.Snape stood up with a sarcastic smile on his lips.Angelo noticed this kind of disdain and disgust from the bottom of his heart during the opening ceremony.Others attributed this to the potions master's resentment that he still hadn't gotten the position he wanted, but Angelo felt that things were not as simple as they seemed.

After an elegant, smokeless verbal exchange, the potions master pursed his lips and left the teachers' common room. The loud sound of the door he slammed frightened Neville. The poor round-faced boy was regarded by the two teachers as When they talked about the topic of their mutual attack, they were trembling.

In order to prove that poor Potions does not mean that other courses are also bad, Professor Lupine entrusted Neville with an important task. After Professor Snape left, he became the operation assistant of the first stage of this class.

They're dealing with boggarts in class today—harmless magical creatures that use the weapon of manifesting people's deepest fears to frighten them.The Boggart locked in the closet, once released, turned into a gloomy expression of Professor Snape wrinkling his face.

"Funny funny!" said the round-faced boy standing face to face with the Boggart.No one at the school was more afraid of Professor Snape than he.Under the full guidance of Professor Lupine, Boggart transformed into a ridiculous female costume.The roar of laughter that erupted in the faculty room nearly knocked the roof off.And Angelo clenched his fists angrily.

"I hate him." Angelo said, he had never hated a professor so much as now, even Trelawney, who used his friend Harry as a stepping stone in the divination class, had never annoyed him so much .

Compared with the poisonous tongue of the potions master, this professor's behavior is simply extremely bad.

"Something must have happened to them before, didn't it?" Angelo asked the ring. Ordinary conflicts would never make two adult wizards confront each other. Something must have happened that he didn't know.

"Is it the Death Eater period, Vidi? What do you know!" Angelo guessed.

"In fact, before Snape joined the Death Eaters, they were already mortal enemies." The young devil searched the memory of the soul tablet and replied, "They entered Hogwarts in the same year, but the colleges were different."

"You mean during school..."

"It's your turn soon, Angelo!" Harry interrupted their conversation by pushing Angelo from behind.

"I'm curious what you fear most in your heart." The young devil smiled slightly.

"Hope it's not me."

"You'll know in a while." Angelo closed his eyes to prepare his emotions.When it was his turn to stand in front of the broken cabinet, Boggart transformed Professor Snape's serious back in front of him...

*****

"When the elf told me that there were uninvited guests, Severus, I couldn't believe that the drunkard it described was actually you!" Lucius' long platinum blonde hair was loosely scattered on his shoulders, and Lucius He came in a hurry with a cloak over his pajamas, his disregard for his appearance showed that he attached great importance to this man.

This is Malfoy Manor in southeastern England, where the Malfoy family has lived for generations, but now the night is dark and the moon is high.

"Sorry to bother you and Narcissa." The potions master sat on the sofa with the same self-discipline on his face as usual. "I would have come earlier, but the potion you asked for is just now brewing."

"Thank you, Cissy drank some tranquilizer and went to bed early, so I'm sorry she can't come to entertain you. And I welcome your visit anytime." Lucius took a sufficient amount of hair care and skin care medicine with a bit of a smile on his face. He is not in a hurry to get the medicine, there are still a lot of reserves in the warehouse this month.Snape, a stubborn man who came to him so late, must have encountered some troubles.Having known him for many years, he can naturally see Snape's downturn, and the smell of alcohol, no matter how well he conceals his body, it can't deceive people.

"I asked Doki to get the hangover potion." Lucius straightened the potions master, and the strong smell of spirits on Snape made him raise his eyebrows.He rarely saw his friend regulate his mood in this way, because alcohol would affect the dexterity of his fingers, and this man had suffered a lot, so the potions professor seldom indulged himself to be eroded by alcohol.

"I have a better hangover potion, Lucius." The potions master fumbled for a bottle of potion from his pocket, "I want to feel it for a while, so..." He held the glass bottle containing the potion in his hand, It doesn't mean to use it.

"Cissy is drinking tranquilizer?" A habitual frown frowns between her brows.

"It's just that she didn't sleep well," Lucius explained. "She often dreams about the trivial past at Black's house during this time."

"The Black family?" The potion master snorted coldly, "You should give her the dreamless potion. Lucius... If there is no one, I can provide some."

"Thank you for your suggestion. I can take care of this kind of potion that can be bought anywhere by myself," Lucius said with subtle worry hidden in his eyebrows, "you must have other things besides delivering me the potion today, right?"

The sudden thought of the possibility made Lucius' face change: "Lockhart asked you to force a marriage again!"

"No, he didn't..." Snape twitched slightly to himself, "I want to cancel the Christmas party, Lucius."

"Why!" The gorgeous aria rose, "Could it be that coquettish man has moved on?"

"Don't say that about him, Lucius." Snape interrupted the Platinum Noble's unreasonable speculation, "Gidero is Angelo's father, he is my son's..."

"I know it all! But you are people from two worlds, he is not worthy of you, Sev." The platinum nobleman was not worthy of his friend, Snape frowned, and immediately made him realize his own inadequacy present.

"...Well, since you chose to do so, I should respect you. But why did you change your mind suddenly? Severus, do you want to move things forward?"

"No." The potion master's eyes were bitter, and the platinum noble, who had been watching the opponent's face, knew that he had guessed wrong before he even opened his mouth.

"So, it's because of...Angelo?" Lucius continued to ask, but this time the Potions Professor didn't deny it.

"He's afraid of me..." Snape raised his arm and wanted to take a sip of the strong drink, but he only had a bottle of hangover medicine in his hand, which made him dismiss the idea.

"The Boggart turned into me, in front of him... he, afraid of me."

"It's impossible, I think there must be some misunderstanding between you!" The platinum nobleman thought while resting his chin, "Listen to me, Sev. He can't be afraid of you. He's been longing for you, longing for his father! "

"Longing for my father doesn't conflict with being afraid of me, in fact Gilderoy and I...we haven't told him yet," Snape said disappointedly.

"You need to communicate!" The platinum nobleman put his hand on Snape's shoulder, "Know each other, and you can choose what your son likes! If he is really afraid of you, you should also try to change it." His impression, not mine... with a sad face."

"I'm just here to deliver you the potion." The potion master denied it flatly. He straightened his body steadily, exuding a powerful magic pressure from his whole body.

"Sorry, I didn't notice it was so late, I should leave, Lucius."

"Then the Christmas party..."

"Business as usual." The potions master grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it into the fireplace, striding inside.

"Awkward guy." The platinum nobleman chuckled. To this day he still feels that Lockhart is not the best choice, but he respects his friend's wishes.

"I hope you have a good time with Angelo," he said.The previous blocking was meaningless, but it delayed them for a year.But he didn't regret it, this was the embodiment of the friendship between the platinum nobleman and Snape.

*****

Neville cautiously dropped a few drops of the shrinking potion into the mouth of the toad, and the round-faced boy's pet turned into a tadpole amidst the crowd watching.

Ever since turning Boggart into a female Snape, Neville felt that Professor Snape hated him even more. For example, in this Potions class, his shrinking potion had obviously turned into a weird pink color. Nep still let him test the medicine on his pet before class, to see if he could pass.

"I told you not to help him, Miss Granger." While administering the recovery potion to Toad, Snape told the truth about Neville's ability to pass the test.That cold tone instantly silenced the warm applause of the surrounding Gryffindors, adding to the fear.

"get out of class over!" Just when the little lions thought that the potions professor would deduct points for this, Snape became tolerant for the first time.

"Angelo, you stay," he said.The blond boy responded obediently, and smiled brightly at everyone's worried eyes.

"The shrinking potion you made is the best among all present, Angelo." The shrinking of the lion cubs made the potion master displeased.He tried to control his expression so as not to scare the child with being too serious.

"I decided to give you the highest usual grade." Snape said, he observed the blond boy calmly, Angelo's voice revealed a slight joy, but his movements were more restrained.

"Thank you, Professor." Because of his height, the boy kept his head down, which made his observation difficult.

"Let's talk, relax." The potions professor softened his tone, and he had the urge to rush into the headmaster's office and whip Dumbledore.If that damned old man hadn't come up with the bad idea of ​​a year of detention, he wouldn't have let the kid spend half his first year at Hogwarts squeezing slugs, leeches, and rat guts .

Although the punishment was mitigated later because of the potion talent shown by the child, and he intentionally instructed many advanced potion making methods, God knows if that experience left a shadow of fear in the child's heart?

"You're a very talented kid, Angelo." After a little distraction, Snape remembered today's purpose.The kid's other passions Snape didn't know about, but his love for potions mirrored his own.

"I made a note on it, if you encounter any problems, you can come to me at any time." He handed a rare rare potion copy to the boy, and a soft smile emerged from the corner of Snape's mouth, which was from his heart Pamper.

"Thank you, Professor Snape." The boy who raised his head to take the book happened to capture this scene, his eyes widened unexpectedly, and then revealed a brilliance similar to that of Baron Lockhart.

— this is Gilderoy's child, the thought crossed Snape's mind.

He was more than willing to give him guidance, whether it was in potions or life.But Snape couldn't utter the words of concern.He didn't think Angelo seemed to be afraid of him, but that Boggart...

"Until now, I still haven't figured out why the Boggart turned into Snape." The male voice in the ring was also puzzled by this.

"You clearly desire his father's love so much, Angelo." The young devil asked, "What I'm afraid of is his back." Angelo rubbed the ring in his hand and held the book in his hand tightly.

"No one is more afraid of his back than me, because I am afraid of him all the time, don't want me..."