Polaris

The corridors of Hogwarts were silent during class hours. Poloris walked slowly through the corridors. When there was no one else, her eyes turned cold. She was in a very bad mood since she fell off the broom. No, Snape will bring the potion every day, he just looks into her eyes silently, and then leaves when she can't help but ask, no matter how smart she is, she is not omniscient, she can't read minds, so she I don't know what she wants, but thinking of the blood potion in Potions class today, her eyes become a little downcast, is it because of those eyes?Poloris did not enter the bedroom after entering the Slytherin lounge. She sat by the fireplace, drew out her wand and lit the fire, and the slightly warmer room temperature made her move forward.

"Lily Evans." She said the name in a low voice, and her straight and ethereal voice sounded particularly weird in the empty lounge.Did he not want to lose the opportunity to find a shadow similar to her, so he let her be taken care of in every possible way?After half a month, the magic power in her body will not be messed up again for the time being. She can guess how much that person has paid behind her back, but the stolen tenderness makes her feel like a boulder that keeps getting heavier, She doesn't want to owe anyone, and the debt of favor is always the hardest to repay.

"You're finally back." She heard a voice ringing in her ears, and the cool air against her ears made her almost jump up, she blinked her eyes to seal up all her emotions.

"Why did you come out?" She moved away from the figure behind her. Tom, who was supposed to be obediently in the locket in the bedroom, was standing behind her. She looked him up and down, and Tom's body was no longer transparent. , and he even blew some air-conditioning just now. "The soul piece on the locket is solved?"

"It can only be said that most of it has been solved." Tom nodded, walked around the sofa and sat beside her. "Did you fall off the flying broomstick?" He stretched his body while speaking, sinking into the sofa like a lazy cat.

"It was done by another Horcrux." She nodded in agreement, after connecting things together, she basically understood what was happening and what was going to happen in Hogwarts.

"It's the main soul, on the head of your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." Tom nodded knowingly, and the corners of his mouth smugly curled up after seeing Poloris' gaze. "Don't think I didn't do anything when you were in the hospital. I knew a lot more than you did." Seeing his complacent look, Poloris silently moved her eyes away. me. 'Is the 16-year-old really the Dark Lord?She felt that she might have made a wrong judgment back then. "Put down the look of disgust on your face." Tom looked at her dissatisfied.

"I'll be satisfied if you don't get caught by the headmaster." Dumbledore is a person recognized by the school castle. He has a lot more authority in this castle than they guessed. God knows Tom is sneaking out. Have you ever been discovered, and what should you do if you are discovered?Said that this is the 16-year-old Dark Lord's life-size model pillow in the Black family's collection?She curled her lips, and even the trolls wouldn't believe it.

"Are you questioning the greatest wizard who ever lived?" Tom's voice sank.

"Then Dumbledore's purpose will be very clear." Instead of answering Tom's provocation, she began to change the subject. "At the school feast, Quirrell sat next to Mr. Snape. Because the distance was too close, Harry couldn't tell who made his scar hurt." Seeing that Tom didn't refute or interrupt, she paused and continued. . "Dumbledore let him in on purpose." The greatest wizard was obviously Dumbledore, and she hated it in her heart. She didn't believe that Quirrell could hide it from him. The only explanation was that the old man took the initiative to let him in. "Harry and the others found a three-headed dog guarding things due to the turbulence of the stairs, and Hagrid found the black shadow hurting the unicorn in the Forbidden Forest, and he just came from the invaded vault of Gringotts not long ago. Bringing back something that Dumbledore entrusted, it can be seen that the main soul is very weak, weak enough to suck the blood of unicorns despite the curse. And the things Hagrid brought back must be able to restore him, otherwise he would not Will venture into the school, so although I don't know what it is, it must be with the three-headed dog, and everything is arranged by Dumbledore, he wants to train Harry." Dry applause sounded, and he sat beside her Tom applauded disapprovingly after hearing her guess,

"Exactly." Tom looked at her with a stiff face. The kid's usual soft and weak appearance made him almost forget how sharp and decisive she was when negotiating terms. "By the way, that thing is the Philosopher's Stone."

"It's really a good thing." Poloris narrowed her eyes, her gray-green eyes fixed on Tom. "Can you swallow the main soul now?" This bold question made Tom narrow his eyes and look at her. This little ghost is unusually interesting. She will make the most rational analysis, but at the same time, she will make the most dangerous plans .

"Can't swallow it," he admitted. "Unless I take back all the soul pieces on the locket, I won't be able to compete with the main soul."

"how long?"

"At least two months." He was silent for a moment, then replied.

"That's okay." Poloris breathed a sigh of relief. Dumbledore has been at school for the past two months. She dares to assert that the main soul will never dare to take things when Dumbledore is still there, so her only All she had to do was keep an eye on Harry, which she was relatively able to do.

Even if the magic calms down, Poloris' appetite is still bad, but given the hidden dangers in the back of Rocky's head, she will insist on accompanying Harry and Draco to the auditorium for dinner, and what makes her uncomfortable is sitting and watching the two children. There will always be a pair of eyes staring at her when eating, which makes her feel that every meal is tormented. She has to find some digestible fruits on the table and eat them hard, but fortunately, maybe it is because of Snape Every day, Harry was taken to the cellar for labor service. After she was discharged from the hospital, Harry brought back the potion from the cellar.Neville wrote an emotional letter home after getting an unprecedented O in Potions, and Poloris received a carved copper brooch from the stern old lady, whose taste was recognized by Draco and Tom took turns to dislike it, so she retaliated and stuffed the brooch into the locket, so that Tom could appreciate the aesthetic taste of old-fashioned ladies.

"Polly, it's the Quidditch match after Halloween." Harry raised his head and said to the girl sitting opposite him drinking milk during the meal. It may be because of the habit of drinking milk when he was broken, and Poloris is now more inclined to drink milk. Honey is added to milk as food.

"Have you and Xiaolong decided who will be the Seeker?" Poloris's scrutinizing eyes moved back and forth on the two children on the opposite side. These two children have not decided who will be the Seeker since they joined the team, so usually In the training, both of them train the Seeker and the Chaser. Because she is afraid that they will have an accident, she has been sitting and reading a book during their training.

"Not yet." Harry turned to stare at Draco. "He just won't admit that I'm better than him."

"You are indeed not as good as me." Draco raised his head and fought back regardless of table manners.

"Guess the boxing game, whoever wins wins." Poloris tried to suggest while looking at the two children who were about to quarrel with her chin propped up.

"How can you look down on Quidditch so much!" The two children turned their heads and roared at her in unison.

"I don't know if Miss Black likes Quidditch, but I think I don't like flying broomsticks, you should be very clear." The sudden voice made Poloris's hand holding the cup tremble, and a few drops of milk spilled on her hand It was so hot that she flinched.

"Good morning, sir." She blinked, stood up and turned around with a peaceful smile.Snape was standing behind the chair with a gloomy face, perhaps standing too close, she could smell the cool herbal aroma on his body, which was the same as what she drank last night.

"Didn't Miss Black tell Mrs. Malfoy not to mess around with the fireplace last time?" He emphasized the abuse, and Poloris looked at him innocently.

"I have written, sir." The letter was addressed to Narcissa, but it was Lucius who threw the thing, so he didn't know if he saw her or not.

"Then please explain, what's going on?" Snape turned sideways, and Poloris saw two light wheels floating behind him.The dark eyes flicked angrily across the two children who were still sitting on the chair. Of course Snape was not happy, but whoever was brewing the potion suddenly flew out of the fireplace and ruined the pot of potion Can you be happy?The parchment letter flew out and landed in his failed potion. Before the parchment sank, he only saw the words 'to dragons and Harry', that bastard Lucius Don't you know how hard it is to boil the medicine for the Black family kid?Due to the gradual reduction of the dose, he has to reduce the amount of medicinal materials to make fresh potions every day, which has already encroached on his normal rest time. Because of his idiot behavior, he has to brew it again. Doesn’t Narcissa care about it? him?

"I apologize on his behalf." Poloris lowered her eyes, looking like she was sincerely admitting her mistake. Snape stared at her in silence for a moment, then waved his wand and placed the two Nimbus two thousand weights on the table, on him The air pressure was too low, and the students around him quietly stayed away from this area. He didn't understand why Poloris had avoided looking at him since he started Potions class. He once mistook those eyes for Lily's. Yeah, but after he remembered Ionios he didn't think about it that way again, likewise, he never lost control, why did she start refusing to look at him?Looking at the child who still didn't intend to look up, he turned around with a cold snort, and the corners of his pitch-black robe fluttered behind him like waves in the dark night.