Dressed as a Hogwarts portrait

Late at night, Gryffindor Tower.

"Harry, did you really see that?"

"Ron your dissertation on shrinking potions! Hey, you can't copy that passage!"

The golden-red curtains swayed around the bed, and the even breathing sound of others could be heard in the dormitory. Behind the curtain with the Silencing Charm applied, the Savior and his friends still had to struggle with the homework due in Potions class tomorrow.

"I can't find a more decent argument. You don't want me to go to the library at this point, Harry, let's not talk about this. Did you really see Salazar Slytherin? Black hair and green eyes? Harry, why do I feel like this description is talking about yourself!"

The boy froze in horror, and turned to look at his red-haired friend.

Ron obviously recalled it too, and stammered, "Hey, I said, that... that can't be right? If you were a descendant of Slytherin, you wouldn't be in Gryffindor , you just speak snake language, oh, Merlin, forgive me Harry, snake language is a blood talent, and the black hair and green eyes you mentioned, it's really hard for me..."

"No!" Harry cut him off shortly, "I got my eyes from my mother, you know."

"That's why your mother might..."

"She has the same red hair as your family, and she doesn't understand Parseltongue. What's more, like Hermione, her parents are Muggles!" Harry said loudly, his voice was a little out of tune.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this." Ron was obviously embarrassed, "So did George give you the map?"

"Yes, it's now with my Invisibility Cloak."

"Amazing, what could be better than this? We're going to take a look around the kitchen right now, I've been wanting to do that for a while now, honestly."

"Before that, Ron, our paper."

"Merlin, don't speak in Hermione's tone."

"I don't want to either, but when I think about divination and potions tomorrow..."

Ron bit his quill, and suddenly asked: "Harry, do you think Snape's anomaly during this time is not only because of the Boggart, but because of Slytherin?"

He suddenly became excited, turned his head and grabbed his friend and continued to ask: "You haven't told me clearly what Slytherin looks like? Black hair and green eyes, I know that. Are you wearing a black robe and skinned skin?" Yellowish, with horrible eyes to look at..." "Are you referring to Snape?"

After measuring his parchment, Harry grunted and went on with his paper.

"Okay, then, in silk-studded jeweled clothes, with bright eyes, white skin and teeth, and a proud look—he thinks he's the greatest of the Big Four—must be looking at people with his chin, talking Tone and act as if it was the greatest honor of your life to hear him speak..."

"Are you describing that idiot from Lockhart?"

"I'm describing Malfoy!" Ron said angrily. "Nobles are like that, aren't they?"

Harry's pen stopped, and he was thinking about what to write in the next line to make up the number of words, and he said absent-mindedly: "Well, I think it is probably, but I can't say it. Anyway, I am...surprised, by the way, Terribly frightened, but instantly recognizable from the pile of portraits, it's the man... Well, Ron, you've only written three lines of your paper and it's twelve o'clock.”

"Merlin!"

Slytherin cellar.

The font of the quick book is slightly slanted, and it is so gorgeous that it spreads out like intertwined branches, and the paragraphs that are slightly paused are full of dense notes. Regarding the improvement of the proportion and aging of potions, it is often just a single word, which makes the hands of turning the book It stopped suddenly, and the fingertips that were yellowed by the potion unconsciously rubbed the pages of the book that were also yellow and dry, and then its owner quickly dropped the book, and the smell of the potion began to spread in the cellar.

Just as Snape saw the liquid in the cauldron churning, he keenly felt a pair of eyes watching him.

Without raising his head, he continued his guess to change the brewing process of this potion.The uninvited visitor in Head Slytherin's office was also quite sensible, staying silently on the painting and staring at the cauldron.

The duration of this process is variable, sometimes it is only a few minutes, most of the time it takes until the potion is finished, and then Snape bottled the potion, and sitting back at the desk to make corrections is a painful experience for any professor Student papers - of course the position of the desk has been changed, now there is nothing on the half of the wall with the paintings, and the rest of the things are crowded on the other side of the office - and the people on the paintings will leave silently It's like it's never been there.

It's a weird coexistence.

Perhaps the only connection between them is the black and red cover, which can be bought in any bookstore in Diagon Alley. Since the Middle Ages, it has been continuously added to the "Compendium of Thousand Potion Formulas" but the name has never changed. It is the earliest edition, but what is valuable is not its history, but the annotations that fill the pages of this book—Salazar Slytherin's notes.

It was for the sake of this note that the Potions Professor didn't directly build a flat wall in the middle of the office that was divided into two halves, so that he was completely out of sight and out of mind when a certain portrait passed by.The current state can also be considered as taking advantage of other people's hand, and reluctantly acquiescing to the private area being freely entered and exited by a portrait as the Hogwarts auditorium.

——The bottom line, once stepped on, will one day back down step by step until the distance no longer exists.

The portrait didn't just pass by at the beginning, but now it's open-eyed without any scruples to watch Snape make the potion, but the potion professor at Hogwarts can't even get angry, and it's just one thing to take someone's hand short, a rational wizard You can't lose your temper with the portrait.In particular, the pets in this portrait will deliver rare potion materials to the door every time: various aquatic plants at the bottom of the Black Lake, poison sacs of eight-eyed spiders in the Forbidden Forest, tail hair of unicorns, etc.

Every time Snape came back, he saw a huge monster entrenched in front of the painting, waiting for the person in the painting to appear. With his eyes closed, he could shrink his body into the artificially divided office without crossing the boundary at all. The incoming potion materials pushed towards the demarcation point, indicating that it was a "gift" to visit and disturb him, and then turned back to lean on the painting. Even if Snape really wanted to spray venom to make a mockery, the basilisk was extremely polite , and like the people who occasionally appear in the painting, no matter what he says, he always has an expressionless indifference.The potions master has no curiosity, in fact he doesn't, he can't understand a word of the two guys who made him split the office in two, no matter how well locked the door is, the basilisk keeps leaving With the secret passage and the portrait that he couldn't stop, how could he still acquiesce that the Slytherin head's office was no longer his alone?

Especially Dumbledore's recent bad taste: he likes to be invisible, look at the portraits in the hall and chat, and drags himself to death.This caused the Potions professor, who has been taught by Slytherin College for decades to behave, behave, and behave in the world, to have nightmares for several nights in a row. He cursed the portrait that had no awareness of his identity as the founder of Slytherin, and threw it away. The Slytherin house has maintained its face for 1000 years.

But when he turned his head back, the silent and polite behavior of a certain portrait and his pet fully demonstrated that all the messy faces were deliberately thrown away, and the attitude that could be more graceful than all the nobles in the magic world was left to him, Severus .Snape is alone... (mustache, the portrait is cautious to you, the basilisk is a potion to thank you...)

As a result, Hogwarts' Potions professor's face became darker, his aura became lower, and the points deducted became more severe.

Merlin, whose fault is this?