On the Feasibility and Accuracy of Professor Cultivation

"It seems a little cold today."

Lily opened her eyes and crawled on the head of the bed wrapped in a quilt, lying on the window and looking out.

Lily's bed was close to a huge glass window. It was a little cold, and the glass was covered with a thin layer of white mist.

Lily stretched out her finger, drew two "S" on the window, stirred them together, wiped away the dew, and tried to look out the window.

It was gloomy outside, and huge black rain clouds floated around Hogwarts. Because the dormitory was high after all, it looked like it was right next to it, and it looked very cold.

Lily wrapped herself tightly in the blanket.

"Be sure to wear more clothes today."

Mary closed her eyes and turned over, humming twice. "Isn't there no class today?"

Lily shrank her head, finally felt the warm temperature, and lifted the quilt. "I'm going to help Professor Snape make potions."

Mary opened her eyes a little, "Tsk, do you really have to be so serious?"

It looks like she doesn't study.

In fact, she just doesn't study.

Lily had already stood up and put on her robe. She put on a Gryffindor-colored scarf and was about to go to the bathroom to wash up.

Hearing what she said, Lily raised her lips, "No, I really like potions."

Is that right?Mary was dazed and re-entered the dream.

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Lily didn't have class today, and she woke up a bit late. She told Harry yesterday that she didn't have to wait for her to join her, so she didn't have breakfast in the hall today. She ate something in a hurry and went to the cellar.

She thought that she would not see Harry today, but on the way to the cellar, she happened to meet Harry who had just walked out of the classroom after class, and his two friends.

"Lily!"

Harry saw her from afar, and he waved happily at her.

Lily greeted with a smile, "Good morning, Harry."

"Hello, Miss Evans."

The two Gryffindors standing next to Harry greeted her together.

Lily greeted them with embarrassment, and then said, "You can call me Lily."

Harry said, "Lily, let me introduce you." He pointed, "This is Ron Weasley." He pointed to another girl, "Hermione Granger."

The three of them greeted again in embarrassment. In fact, they didn't know each other very well, just because they all knew Harry.

Hermione said: "You two talk, Ron and I will wait for you in the restaurant."

Harry nodded.

"So what are you going to do now?"

"Go to the cellar."

Harry was a little surprised: "Did Professor Snape punish you for voluntary labor?"

Lily shook her head, "No, it's the practical activity of learning potions that I fought for."

Harry's expression was a little subtle.

"what happened?"

"……nothing."

Lily remembered again, "I heard that you represented Gryffindor in the Quidditch match?"

"Yeah, just for the next month, I'm a Seeker. In fact, a lot of people say I'm pretty good at it." Harry looked a little proud.

Lily was very happy for him, "That's great, Harry, I hope you can get a very good result."

Harry was even happier, he seemed to care about Lily's evaluation.

"Will you go then?" He looked at her expectantly.

"Of course, I will definitely go back!"

How could she refuse.

Lily raised her hand to look at her watch, and found that it was getting late, she said quickly: "Sorry, Harry, I have to go, I'm going to be late."

"no problem."

Harry nodded.

"Shall we have lunch together?"

"Aren't you with your friends?" Lily was a little surprised.

"They all have electives, I don't."

"That's great, we'll be together, and I'll call Mary."

The two agreed happily.

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By the time Lily arrived in the cellar, it was already past the appointed time. Professor Snape had a class in the afternoon, and he had to finish all the work before noon.

Lily knocked on the cellar door hastily, "Sorry, Professor, I'm late again."

Snape had already done all the preparations, sitting there flipping through something, he stood up from behind his desk, his black robe billowing like waves.

"I think I'll get used to it, Miss Evans." He glanced at her and set about brewing the potion.

Lily blushed a little, she glanced at Snape quietly, and muttered, "Stinger."

It was only twice late, he was so serious.

So I can't find anyone yet!girl! _(┐「ε:)_How can you not understand?

Snape looked sideways slightly, and said in a low voice: "With all due respect, Miss Evans, your voice is not low."

Lily: "..."

Ah, a little embarrassing.

She pretended she didn't hear anything, went to the cabinet and picked up the pile of snake teeth, ready to start grinding.

But she didn't find the mortar. She obviously put it together with these materials yesterday because she knew she would use it today, but now she can't find it.

"Professor, have you seen the mortar? I can't find it." Lily tilted her head and slightly raised her voice towards that side.

"On my desk." His voice came from over there.

Low and somewhat smooth.

Lily remembered that someone once used black velvet to describe the sound. She didn't quite understand it before, but now she seems to understand.

"OK..." Lily simply carried Snake Fang to the table, took the mortar and went directly to the crucible to prepare materials.

The medicine mortar was placed next to a pile of thick parchment rolls. Lily first saw her own homework on the top, which was stamped with a bright "O (outstanding)", and she raised her lips.

Lily picked up the mortar and was about to start working. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a book spread out on the table by Professor Snape.

A book that looks very old, but is actually a bit worn out. There is a quill pen in the middle of the book, and the yellow pages are densely filled with notes.

She inadvertently caught a glimpse of a certain line above, which read [Reducto].

Shattered to pieces.

Lily thought of what she had learned from the library and what she hadn't learned yet.

Black magic?

Was Professor Snape also interested in the Dark Arts?

For a moment, she didn't know how to feel, Lily was in a complicated mood.She doesn't know much about black magic, but isn't that evil magic?Why would a professor study something like this.

Although Hogwarts teaches black magic, it is "Defense Against the Dark Arts". It is more about teaching wizards how to effectively defend against black magic. The topic of black magic is still a bit sensitive, let alone study.

This made Lily a little absent-minded.

Snape quickly noticed the girl's absence.

It's so obvious, it's almost written all over your face.

The girl rested her chin and stared at him blankly. Although the two of them seldom talked on weekdays, they occasionally exchanged a sentence or two. Today, the conversation came in, and the girl seldom spoke after that.

Although there was nothing wrong with his work, staring at him like this made him feel very... unnatural, to the point of anxiety.

He stirred the potion, the green liquid was bubbling and bubbling, and the color was almost gone. Snape stopped, put down the long medicine spoon, turned his head, stared at the girl, and said coldly:

"If you continue to be so absent-minded, then I don't think you need to work anymore, Miss Evans, you can go back and rest."

Anyway, the task was almost completed, and although the rest was troublesome, he could completely control it by himself. Of course, it would be more convenient to have more people to help.

Lily was a little startled, but when she came back to her senses, she found that Professor Snape's face didn't look very good.

She cleared her throat, "Sorry...Professor, I was thinking about a question just now, and I couldn't make up my mind whether to ask you."

Snape saw the girl hesitated to speak, and said flatly, "Ask."

"Okay... are you studying black magic? Professor, I saw the notes on your desk."

Snape didn't expect this to be the problem, and he froze suddenly.

Because he remembered that the first dispute between him and Lily came from black magic, because Lily hated it very much and was unwilling to learn it, but Snape was obsessed with it, and the two even quarreled many times over it, and finally Lopsided.

Snape knew the reason for this, but he never thought about it again.I didn't expect this question to be brought up again.

How to do it?How to answer?

In fact, the answer is the same no matter how you answer it, Lily will always be Lily, she will always hate black magic, won't she?

So what's the point of answering anyway?

Lily found that her professor's eyes suddenly became hollow, he turned around, and even his tone became quite cold.

"How is it?"

Lily didn't quite understand why his attitude suddenly changed. She thought about it and thought it might be because of black magic?

So she continued, "It's nothing, I'm just curious why you study such evil magic, but I just thought about it seriously, I think magic is just magic after all, it's similar to... a kind of prop, even if it's black magic , how to use it in a useful place is also a kind of good magic, isn't it?"

"So actually I just want to ask, Professor, do you prefer Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

"Uh...what's the matter, did I say something wrong?"

Professor Snape looked so shocked, he even turned around sharply and stared at Lily.

Lily had to recall the words she used just now,

Did she offend him?Or did she surprise him with her remarks on the Dark Arts, a subject that has always been sensitive,

Lily was a little apprehensive.

"No, I just..." It feels like you are not the same as before.

Snape looked at her deeply, with mixed feelings in his heart, very delicate.

For a while I didn't know how to answer.

He stood there, wrapped in a black robe, the thin light from the window diffused through the glass into this dark and damp cellar at all times, and scattered on him, it seemed somewhat holy.

Lily was a little dazed.

Immediately afterwards, she heard that very charming voice sounded, low, as if it was in her ear.

"...Yes, always."

Is he answering her?

But she seems to have forgotten what she just asked?

She just felt that his voice was really, very, very, "very nice."

"what?"

Snape asked back. He saw the girl who was obviously very smart, and he showed such a silly expression again, his green eyes were blurred, his pink lips like petals moved a few times, and he said something in a low voice.

"...Professor, your voice is really, really nice."

thump.

My heart skipped a beat.

The cellar suddenly became very quiet, except for the gurgling sound of the cauldron being boiled.

-

Lily rushed out of the cellar as if there was a giant monster following her, and hurried back to the bedroom.

Mary hadn't gotten up yet, but Lily couldn't care less, she jumped onto the bed and wrapped the quilt over her head.

She felt like she was going to have another nightmare tonight.

She sighed in shame.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh—so embarrassing—"

Accompanied by such embarrassment, Lily fell asleep and didn't wake up until before class in the afternoon.

She felt as if she had forgotten something, but could never remember it.

-

Harry, who was squatting in his old position at noon, said, "Huh? Why isn't Mom here yet?"

The author has something to say: 520, I am paralyzed on the bed like a dead dog, and I am still giving you sweets, and I haven't even finished the book.

Don't you feel sorry for your jade? ! !Crying.

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An old deer in Snape's heart was replaced by a herd.

Lily: "Ah, why can't I control my provocative hand!!"

Harry: "Ma Ma is awesome!"

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