The little life of a platinum darling

The howling wind of Christmas did not affect the underground of Hogwarts. The dungeon king Snape was in his office, kissing me, you and me, with his favorite potions, every time he rested At that time, this item will never be missing in his program.Of course, he would rather hang out with these potions than face those little monsters whose brains were caught by the door.

On a quiet holiday, shut yourself in the house, surrounded by the smell of potions and medicinal materials being made.Immerse yourself in your own world, as if you and the potion are the only ones in the world.

However, I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing, the quiet and unchanging life he was looking forward to today is destined to be broken.

The sudden "boom" sound from the fireplace behind him made Snape, who was intoxicated by the fragrance of the potion, tremble, and almost threw all the rhino horn powder he was holding into the cauldron at once.With a livid face, he extinguished the burning flames under the cauldron. By the way, he chanted a spell at the cauldron with his wand, and then turned his head to look in the direction of the fireplace: "Lucius? Malfoy, maybe the thing on your neck Finally serving its full life, decaying prematurely or being added to a pile of domestic white peacock droppings so it can't tell things apart? I think you know I hate having people bothering me at times like this." User of this fireplace Only his master, that old and disrespectful Dumbledore, and this Malfoy who swaggered through the streets with his head held high like a white peacock in his own home every day!

"Oh," Lucius walked out of the fireplace, as if he didn't feel Snape's obviously unfriendly gaze at all, and stretched out his hand to pat all the parts of his body that might be covered with a little dust, " Sev, how can you hide in the cellar with only your potions on a holiday like Christmas? Look at your hair, look at your yellow skin. You have to know that you are not without capital, Sev Les."

Snape stared at his old friend's arrogant expression with a dark face: "If you just want to come and tell me this, I think you can still see the two things on your nose that have been used for so many years You are not welcome in my cellar." As he spoke, he made a gesture of seeing off the guests, and was about to ignite the flame under the crucible again. Although he had used the stasis spell before, the longer it was left, the bigger the flaws in the potion would be. , For a master of potions, this is undoubtedly absolutely unacceptable.

"Oh, Sev," Lucius drawled out his customary tune, "you know I rarely bother you, but I think some people want to bother you badly, and I think I should do it." You will know."

He paused until Snape frowned and silently signaled him to continue speaking with his eyes: "Sirius Black was acquitted today, and this news will be published in the Daily Prophet tomorrow." And he's at Malfoy Manor now, and Sissy took him over. I thought you might want to know his whereabouts."

"What makes you think I'd like to know where that stupid dog is?" Snape took a breath, feeling the urge to take out his wand and give the man in front of him a Crucio.But he repressed it so hard that he didn't take out the wand that had been put in the robe with great difficulty and point it at his old friend.

"Well, Sev," Lucius twitched at him slightly, "whether you want to know or not, I've already told you that. I think he'd like to be here when he really gets his reputation and freedom." God can see you immediately." After speaking, he waved his cane, turned around and activated the Portkey that he had been holding tightly in his hand before the Snake King could react.Just kidding, as a Malfoy, if you have to use the fireplace when you come to the cellar, it would be too inconsistent with his aesthetics to use this mode of transportation when you go back.Anyway, his purpose of coming here has already been achieved, so there is no one left for him to stay.Although Lucius would like to secretly visit his youngest son every time he comes to Hogwarts, but this is Hogwarts after all, and there are too many uncertain factors , he didn't dare to take the risk.

As soon as Lucius finished speaking, he left immediately, and the cellar returned to the sound of only one person's breathing and the crackling of the dry wood in the fireplace, which was still burning vigorously.

His Majesty the Snake King of Slytherin remained silent for a long time, and finally waved his wand to neatly put the ingredients on the potion table into the cabinet, then cleaned out the cauldron he had been busy all morning, pursed his lips and grabbed it A handful of Floo powder strode into the fireplace: "Malfoy Manor."

The door keys of the Malfoy family have always been set outside the gate of the manor, and unless there is an emergency, they will always walk through the garden from outside the gate to enjoy the landscape of the garden before returning to the house.Almost at the same time Lucius pushed the door into the hall, Snape stepped out from the fireplace in the hall.

Lucius made an expression of "I knew it" in his heart, but he couldn't show it: "Perhaps, Sev, you would like to rest in the hall for a while, your big dog has been imprisoned by Sissy now. There is a forced rest in the room, and he is ready to arrange the grooming and attire that he should have as a pure-blood noble." Then he pleaded guilty and went upstairs.

Snape didn't make a sound, he just sat down on the leather sofa with white carved pillars on one side, then picked up the Daily Prophet that was casually placed on the side, and glanced at it.

On the other side, in the room on the third floor of Malfoy's house, Sirius Black was pinned to a chair by a group of house-elves, and his hair was clump-by-clump by the enchanted clips. Tie it up so that the scissors underneath give some layers to his messy hair.Both hands were pinned to a dressing table, their nails ravaged by ten nail files.The fitting mirror next to the large closet kept complaining about his current clothes, and introduced countless different ways of matching clothes.All the exposed parts of the body were covered with a layer of white unknown objects, and before this, our powerful narcissus mother had poured bottle after bottle of different beauty potions and scar removal potions.As the only man with the direct blood of the Black family, the way he was dressed just now at the manor was a shame to Black!

By the time Sirius finally escaped the fate of being drowned by these beauty appliances and left the room, his whole body was completely new.

The layered black hair, neither long nor short, is draped obediently behind the shoulders. The wrinkles on the face that could be vaguely seen due to staying in Azkaban for too long have completely disappeared, and the gray eyes are no longer the same as before. The obscurity of escaping from the cell is radiant with spiritual brilliance.The original thick calluses and scars on his body have been healed a lot, and the obvious scars can no longer be found even if you don't pay attention.A well-tailored and not fancy black robe highlighted his tall figure and the aura raised in an aristocratic family that was completely invisible when he was slovenly.

But as soon as he left the room, this temperament suddenly disappeared. The somewhat sad dog saw Snape sitting in the downstairs hall at a glance, and was immediately as happy and swift as a domestic dog seeing its owner. Jumped down: "Sev!"

"Stupid dog! Give me peace of mind!" the professor snarled at him in a low voice, but unfortunately, no obvious results were achieved.It only made the dogs more excited when they heard his voice.

"Sev! They, these two Malfoys! They bullied me!" Sirius pointed accusingly at the Malfoy couple who followed him gracefully down the stairs, with a grievance in his eyes.

Snape struggled to restrain his urge to caress his forehead, until Sirius rushed in front of him, he reacted and pushed him away: "Get out, I'm going back." After speaking, he immediately stood up and followed through. Own words, go to the fireplace.By the way, he said goodbye to the two Malfoys by the stairs with his eyes, and prepared to leave here coolly.

"Is Sev going back?" But Sirius Black, who has become a loyal dog, has no feeling that the people around him want to get rid of him, and still happily wags his tail that seems to exist in the air, " Then let's go back together. Shall we go to Hogwarts' cellar office, or to our home in Spider's End? Speaking of which, it's been a long time since Spider's End. I think maybe we can go back and have a look? It's just now Fortunately, it’s the Christmas holiday, so it’s normal for faculty and staff to go home.”

"I don't think there's a law that says my house has to welcome you, we 'sad heroes who spent 12 years in prison for their best friend'!" He read through his teeth from what he had just read in the Daily Prophet call.Such reports made him look uncomfortable.Then the footsteps kept walking like that beautiful fireplace carved with all kinds of strange magic lines.

"No! Sev! You can't leave me here!" Sirius jumped forward and hugged Snape's left thigh in complete disregard of any etiquette and image: "You have to take me back, otherwise I will not be here this holiday. These two Malfoys will definitely kill me!" He said with so much emotion that he almost burst into tears.

Snape shook his legs vigorously: "Siris Black! Did the troll step on your head? Or did you exchange brains with the troll?! Get up! Don't pull my leg!"

But although Sirius has been in Azkaban for so long, his body has become much weaker, but his grasping hand is still not something the professor can easily break free: "No! I have to follow you!"

"How do you want me to walk by pulling my leg like this!" Snape finally couldn't help but roared.

"Huh? Severus!" A large canine's eyes lit up suddenly: "You mean take me away!"

"Or if you can't use your hind legs to walk independently, you can stay, I have no objection." Snape kicked his relaxed hands away, and then walked into the fireplace: "Snape House in Spider's End Lane .”