[HP] Professor, my potion grades can be saved again

Busy until 10 minutes before Potions class on Friday, Freya tried her best to control herself to maintain Slytherin etiquette, not to slump on the sofa in the Slytherin lounge.She rubbed her temples, and couldn't help thinking for a while, will she be so busy when she grows up?

Just now Captain Owen happily announced that he used a little family relationship to preemptively obtain the right to use the Quidditch pitch on Monday, Saturday, and Sunday afternoons.That is to say, there are three afternoons a week, and they have to go to the stadium on time for training.This year is Owen's last year as the captain. In the seven years before he became the captain, the Rhys Lytherin team won the championship every year. This championship was lost in his hands. He wants to seize the last chance to lead everyone back. .

This sudden "good news" dilutes her fear of potion tutoring.Freya checked her schoolbag, notebook, potion book, parchment...everything is ready, let's go.

When Freya arrived at the library, Snape was already there.Freya greeted in a low voice, and Snape just nodded, and then lowered his head to write his paper.Freya couldn't help but poke her head over to look. Each letter was stretched long and looked a little thin. The end of the letter was drawn long, with a smooth bend at the end, which looked extraordinarily beautiful.On one side of the thesis, there are dense annotations.

Wow, it looks really amazing, I don't know when I will be able to write such a thesis.Freya sighed inwardly.

"Miss Morris, have you seen enough?" Snape didn't know when he stopped writing, and folded his hands in front of him.

Freya shivered a little, blushed slightly, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I saw that you wrote so seriously, I couldn't help but take a look, your handwriting is so beautiful."

Snape didn't seem to expect the other party to say that, he was a little surprised, but his expression relaxed a little.Freya took out a gift from the bag, carefully wrapped it in dark green wrapping paper, wrapped it around with a silver ribbon, and finally tied it with a nice bowknot, very Slytherin-like.She pushed the gift in front of Snape: "Thank you, you have really helped me by agreeing to tutor me! Here, you will like it."

Snape's surprised expression became more obvious, Freya blinked happily, and gently pushed the gift again, looking expectant.Snape hesitated for a moment, then said slowly, "Thank you." He put the gift in his schoolbag.

Freya was very satisfied with this start, and couldn't help but compare herself in her heart, and took out the potion book and parchment from her schoolbag.This week is really too busy, this is the first time she took out the potion book after the Potions class, thinking of this, Freya felt a little guilty, she secretly glanced at Snape, and found that he was also looking at her, she immediately became more concerned. Embarrassed, I stuck out my tongue: "Sorry...I haven't started yet..."

Under Snape's stern gaze, her voice became lower and lower, and finally turned into a whisper, with the peculiar cuteness of a girl, and a bit of a coquettish taste.She raised her head again suddenly: "You do your work first, I'm writing my potion thesis, if I have any questions, can I ask you?" She looked at Snape admiringly.

Snape pursed his lips tightly, but looking at the girl's flickering eyes for some reason, he swallowed the sarcastic words in a circle in his heart, nodded, and picked up the quill again.

When there is a very focused person around, other people will also be affected, and the heart will calm down. It seems that there is nothing in this world except the book in front of you.

When Slughorn arranged for him this task, Snape was not very willing to accept it, but after seeing that he also gave him two out-of-print potions books, he reluctantly agreed.Now it seems that getting along with such a quiet person does not seem to be an unbearable thing.

As the girl wrote, a few strands of hair hung down in front of her eyes. Without raising her head, she naturally took a black rubber band from her wrist, and tied her cascading black hair behind her head.

When she wrote something she didn't understand, Freya tapped her forehead with the tail of the quill pen, and flipped through the books around her from time to time. When she solved a problem by herself, her brows stretched out, and she smiled smugly. Two shallow dimples are exposed.Some questions were really unsolvable, so she handed the paper to Snape, leaned forward, and waited for Snape to help him answer with trusting eyes.

At this time, Freya realized that Snape's voice was very pleasant. He had just gone through the voice-changing period. Although his voice was still a little hoarse and low-pitched, when he slowly talked about the profound principles of potions, the boring principles seemed to be It has also become a moving movement.He could even tell from a simple two-eared weed the effect of its dosage on veritaserum.She only knew that Snape was amazingly talented in potions, but she didn't expect that he was like a mountain in the distance, the closer you get, the more knowledgeable he is.

She had to pick up the pace to remember all that Snape had said.

In the past, Freya always felt that she could not find the door to enter the potion world, but until today, she felt that she had vaguely seen the shadow of the door.

"Do you remember?" Snape was a little embarrassed by the girl's look.

"I remember it all!" Freya proudly raised the parchment in her hand, "You know a lot. If you become a professor in the future, your classmates will definitely learn potions very well." She said unabashedly exclaimed.

Snape seldom heard such straightforward praise from others, his ears turned red, and he cleared his throat in a concealed manner: "It's late today, so come here first."

Freya felt a little regretful, she wanted to ask if she could go to him anytime if she had any questions, but she felt a little abrupt, so she changed her mind and said, "Well, let's go back then."

Snape stood up when Freya was packing up.She hurried to catch up, and the two walked back to the cellar together.Snape walked a little fast, and Freya followed quietly behind him.Through the glass windows, the soft moonlight shines on the golden castle and spreads on the brown floor tiles.Candles loomed in the corridor to light the way ahead of them.

Freya hadn't noticed before that Snape was so much taller than her, and his robes were a bit too big and dragged on the floor.He is like a shadow, sometimes you may not notice him, but he is always there, giving people a sense of reassurance.

The initial embarrassment had dissipated at some point, and Freya didn't have the panic she had before. She was a little curious about the boy in front of her: "Snape, why do you like potions so much?"

Snape didn't expect her to ask such a question. He frowned and said dryly, "Potions are the most profound magic. I can be alone without any idiots disturbing me. Only a few people can see through to its essence." , Get the knack of it. The potion looks so changeable, but if you go deep into it, you will find its inner law." There seemed to be two clusters of small flames burning in his eyes, and his voice became melodious.The first time Freya saw Snape like this, it was different from the time when he brewed potions in class, he was always calm and orderly at that time, but now he seemed no longer thin, and his body Breeding infinite power.

Freya found Snape very interesting, he was like a treasure trove, always finding something new.His words infected her, and she also began to hope that one day, she would be like him.

Snape didn't expect that he would talk so much with someone he didn't know well, and suddenly he felt a little nervous, his shoulders were a little stiff, and he gave Freya a sneaky look.The girl was tilting her head, looking at her intently, her lake blue eyes were full of smiles, the corners of her mouth were raised, and two dimples appeared again.She seemed intoxicated by his speech.

No one had ever listened so intently to him, and Snape was a little amused.But his long hair obscured his expression.

"It's like I like Quidditch!" Freya took over the words naturally, "Hey, you don't want that look." She lightly poked Snape's arm with her finger, and said with a small smile Small complaints, but the tone is exceptionally gentle, "You must not have watched the Quidditch match! You can see it after watching it. I bet, except for the group of muscular Gryffindors, everyone else is using The brain is playing."

Snape raised his eyebrows, showing a particularly suspicious expression, but because of the incisive comment on Gryffindor, he didn't say the sarcasm about Freya.

Freya patted her forehead, yes, she brought their combat notebook!Points for your wit.

"Look, these are the records of the first practice session of Gryffindor this year, with photos attached to every key movement! Behind it are our meeting minutes and our strategic plan. This is this year's notebook, I The dormitory also has the records and post-war summaries of every game in the past two years. There are also analysis of the classic games of the Bulgarian and Irish teams... Just like the wizard, every decision made by the captain is related to the winning or losing of the game. And the timing of the Seeker's snitch pair is also very important..."

Her slender fingers slid across the page, telling Snape like offering a treasure.

They chatted and walked all the way back to the cellar. Although Freya asked questions every time and Snape answered them briefly, there was no silence.When they reached the door of the cellar, Freya felt that the road was a bit short.

"Actually, I was a little afraid of you before. I thought the way you looked at me in Potions class was like looking at a troll." Freya touched the tip of her nose, "I'm just a little short of potions."

"With all due respect, Miss Morris, the ability to produce corrosive potions in the first quarter is not a little bit worse."

Freya blushed, and smiled dryly: "Don't mention it, forget it." She wanted to say something, but she didn't say it in the end, and waved her hand: "See you tomorrow." After walking two steps and turning her head, "You must see it, my gift." He mouthed again and again, pointing to Snape's schoolbag.When she smiled, her eyes were curved, and the joy overflowed to infect the people around her.

"Hmm." Snape responded softly, then turned and walked quickly into the dark corridor.

Snape was sitting on the edge of the bed, he rarely received presents.But it's better to be a thankful person than other fools.He unties the ribbon, and inside is a notebook.The cover of the notebook is black, and there is a dark red maple leaf pattern under the light. When you open the book, every page is sprinkled with gold, and each has a small maple leaf pattern.If you look closely, the position of the maple leaves on each page is different, and flipping the pages of the book is like a rain of maple leaves.

Girlish.Snape thought.

At this time, a small card fell out from the wrapping paper, with the girl's handwriting on it:

snape,

Since Professor Slughorn has entrusted you with the task of tutoring me, you will be my "professor" from now on.I saw you writing notes in the book before, although I don't know what you wrote, but I think it must be an improvement of the potion. (I once noticed that you brew potions differently than what is written in the book!) I think great inventions are worth sorting out.

PS This is a limited edition Maple Leaf Notebook from Kings Stationery this fall and winter. Isn’t it pretty?Hope you like it.

Morris

A maple leaf fell lightly to the bottom of Snape's heart, silently.

The author has something to say: The writing of the professor's praise is super smooth, but the heroine can't fall in love with the professor at first sight, so entangled.

In fact, there are many small jokes I want to write, but I can't connect them in the middle.I'm so sad... Is it really because I'm old that I can't write sweet articles orz

PS I ask all the cute little ones to collect and comment~~~~~~~~~~~ I also ask my friends to recommend me good-looking professors~~~~~~~~~~~(づ￣3￣)づ