Polaris

As the first class to enter Hogwarts, Transfiguration class is undoubtedly a good arrangement. After all, for most children, they only have their first magic wand after entering Hogwarts. Like a kitten, she was eager to find a place to try her paws. Seeing Harry and the little dragon playing happily beside her, Poloris felt a little bored, and she didn’t know why she came to Hogwarts to go to school , a voice in her heart told her to come, as if she wanted to fulfill her childhood promise, that was the only time she missed an appointment, after the necklace was lost, she understood that that memory had been overwhelmed by time, even if she came, the child would not It's gone. Even after 15 years, those stubborn but expectant eyes are still clear in the memory. She thought that maybe Syl and the others would restrain themselves obediently after she entered school, but she fell asleep and everything was empty. She didn't have the courage Ask Syl who the child is, things are different, Rael and James are dead, who can guarantee that he is still alive?Who can guarantee that he will remember the promise back then?Rather than make things bad, Poloris would rather make things good only in memory.She is not a child for a long time. After waking up from the magic circle five years ago, or when the famous Black family was still there, being too smart is not a good thing for a child. Too smart Her mind made her understand many things she shouldn't understand. She could see through Bella's grief hidden under her madness because of her parents' neglect. She could see through her mother's permanent adhesive spell to stick her portrait on the door just to see Sirius for the first time when he came home, so she was not surprised by the situation of the Black family after waking up, Bella It is inevitable to choose the Dark Lord, and it is inevitable for Rael to betray the Dark Lord in the end, just like Peter will follow the strong, she can see through everything and forgive everything, but she doesn't know if anyone will forgive her.Now that she couldn't feel a sense of belonging even with a group of children of similar biological age, she blinked, sealed her thoughts under a peaceful smile, and joined them, waving her wand.

"Hey, I heard you hung the second-year Ravens on the beam in the lounge last night?" Ron came over after class. After experiencing the incident of misunderstanding Black, he didn't like Slytherin So disgusted, after all Poloris and Harry were in Slytherin, but he felt that they were not as bad as the legends said, so he decided to trust his eyes and his own judgment.

"How do you know?" Harry looked at him puzzled, it was something that happened in the Slytherin lounge.

"Everyone in Hogwarts knows that gossip will always have its own way of spreading." Hermione walked over with her book in her hands after packing up, obviously she didn't have much hostility towards Slytherin. "Everyone was talking about it at breakfast this morning."

"He pointed his wand at Polly, and I'm afraid his wand will go off again." Harry shrugged innocently, preempting the attack, which was taught by Syl.A group of five children walked towards the cellar, the next session was Potions class, and the first-year students on the way looked unhappy.

"I heard from George and Fred that Blake lived in the cellar for half a month when school started last year, and that greasy old bat never went to the auditorium for dinner." Ron suddenly remembered something and looked at Polly s. "They also said...he walked in the corridor with Blake in his arms, and deducted points when he saw people..." Ron's voice became weaker and weaker as he watched Poloris's smiling face. "Ravens was sentenced to a year's labor service because his wand misfired and almost hit Black." The four children stared at her together, and Poloris walked forward as if nothing had happened.

"Don't use that address in front of ladies, Mr. Snape is not greasy at all now." He ignored their probing eyes. "Also, call me Poloris, it feels weird for you to call me Blake, after all, our family is called Blake."

"Polly, why didn't you say it?" Draco interrupted her to talk about his behavior. He never knew that Poloris had this experience. At the time, Lucius' statement was just her Lived at Hogwarts to assist Sirius in his trial.

"I told you not to tell Sissy." She curled her lips helplessly, these brats are really hard to deal with.

"I promise." Guessing it was not a good thing, Draco decided it was better not to tell Narcissa.

"Last year, I had a magic riot in the principal's office and almost blew myself up." Four pairs of eyes looked at her urgently. "I don't know how the process was. When I woke up, my whole body was covered in blood, which shocked me. I couldn't touch the magic power at all for half a month, and I vomited blood when I touched it."

"You didn't tell me and Sirius." Harry looked at her dissatisfied.

"Sirius was in Azkaban at the time, and I was afraid that something might go wrong in his trial." She shook her head. "I was all right when you came to the Blacks."

"So he's holding you because of those enchanted stairs at Hogwarts? And he's punishing Ravens because he nearly killed you?" Hermione immediately figured out the connection.

"He doesn't seem to be as bad as the rumors..." Ron muttered in a low voice.

"Observe, then think with your brain, and never let subjective emotions blind your eyes." While talking, they had already arrived at the potion classroom. Because it was a cellar, the light in the room was very dark, and the long solid wooden table was neatly filled with There is a small crucible in front of every two chairs. Perhaps because of the vicious reputation of the cellar snake king, the row closest to the podium is empty, and the second row has only one Gran who seems to have not grabbed the back seat. The Fendor child sat there alone.

"I don't want to sit in the first row..." Ron's voice trembled when he saw that there were no empty seats in the back.

"Okay, don't be ashamed, show some Gryffindor look." Hermione gave him a disgusted look and took his arm to sit in the first row. Ron's expression looked uglier than crying.

"Don't look at me, I'm going to the back row, please be humble." Poloris looked at the hesitant dragon and Harry shrugged, turned and walked to the second row. "Would you mind joining me? . . . Mm, Mr. Longbottom?"

"When... of course, please sit down." The child looked nervous, Poloris blinked helplessly, she didn't think Snape was so scary.As the class bell rang, Snape walked into the classroom quickly. Poloris turned around and saw only the tumbling skirt of his robe. He stood on the podium and looked down at the students in the room. After checking the list, he leaned on the podium, wrapped in a pitch-black robe, and looked a bit like a bat.

"You have come here to learn the delicate science and exacting art of potion-making," he began, his voice barely above a whisper, but every word was caught.Like Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape has the intimidating power to bring order to the classroom with little effort. "Many of you won't believe it's magic, as there's no foolish wand waving here. I don't expect you to really appreciate the beauty of that simmering cauldron with its white smoke and fragrance, You don't really understand the liquid that flows into people's veins, the magical power that makes people's hearts sway and their minds blur... I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death-but there must be one thing, that is, you are not Just the kind of dumbass I've come across so often." His eyes fixed on Harry. "Potter!" said Snape suddenly, "what would I get if I added daffodil root powder to an infusion of wormwood?"

"Deadwater, sir," replied Harry, who happened to come across that part while he was still awake last night while reading.Poloris lowered her eyelashes when she heard the words, she felt that she suddenly understood something, Sirius once told Harry that Snape was their classmate back then, and he liked Lily, but now, his question made her Suddenly I understood what she had been wondering all along. Narcissus means self-examination in the language of flowers, and wormwood means absence. Contact her back and forth and easily see the problem. I feel guilty for not being there. What is absent?Lily's death?He was apologizing to Harry?She glanced at the man who continued to make things difficult for Harry, and thought of those green eyes in the photo, it turned out that he had been looking through her eyes, her similarly colored eyes, looking at Lily, the red-haired witch.Poloris suddenly felt a little sad. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It turned out that he had asked for something from the beginning to the end. She exhaled slowly. She opened her eyes, and her gray-green eyes were peaceful. Looking at Harry who was fined for an hour of labor service in the cellar for failing to answer the question, even if the Dark Lord's spirit haunted the school, he would not be able to harm this child. Guardians of their own concern.

"Start making the potion now." Snape tapped the blackboard with his wand, and a neat writing on the blackboard appeared on the blackboard. She looked at the writing on the blackboard and then at the child beside her who was too nervous to move and smiled helplessly.

"I've made this potion before. Please don't be nervous, Mr. Longbottom." She approached him and comforted him in a low voice, and the child, who was stiff all over, relaxed a little after hearing her words.Under the command of Poloris, Neville's brewing did not go wrong, except that he was a little anxious to put the porcupine quills into the pot that was not turned off, and she nervously reached out to stop him, the potion was made smoothly , she breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that it was more difficult than brewing Felix Felicia by herself. Thinking of Felix Felicia, she thought of that night again. She understood the reason why Snape lost control that night, and thought that all the favors she had received were due to others , she quietly clenched her fists and blinked three times quickly, the sadness that just came up was replaced by peace and gentleness, she whispered to comfort the child who was a little surprised and at a loss because she successfully made the potion, she didn't look up again until the end of class .