[HP] Elephant of Time

Maybe he once thought, but after paying a terrible price, can't he still find peace now?

"Forget it, don't think too much, Potter, at least the dean has made his own choice." Malfoy resumed his lazy posture, but his face still had a gloomy expression.

"It won't always be him," Harry said firmly, drawing Malfoy's sneer.

"Don't be too happy, Potter." Those gray-blue eyes flickered, "Slytherin is not as simple as you imagined, not to mention that the dean is a Slytherin among Slytherins—you are the most It's just a small step, and it's still far from the end."

"I know." Harry waved his hand, Draco Malfoy is not so kind as to be a relationship counselor for others, he still has to complete the task of "conquering the strong fortress named Severus Snape" by himself Task.

and so……

"Can we talk now about the current Potions professor at Hogwarts?"

Malfoy clicked his tongue.

"I'm not used to it."

For British wizards of their age, a professor of Potions should be gloomy, mean-spirited and eccentric, with black robes like dark clouds rolling in the deepest night, and eyes forever filled with cold mist.Even the later Professor Slughorn could not compare to the black-haired Head Slytherin in their hearts.

"As if you didn't misunderstand him." Harry didn't like Draco Malfoy's 'my' dean's so-and-so attitude at all times, as if only because he was part of Slytherin house , as if they were part of the family with Severus.

Draco looked at Harry with a smirk, and said slowly: "Love can make people lose their minds, so I forgive you, Potter. Even if the person closest to him now is you. So should we start communicating?" intelligence?"

"Sorry..." Harry also knew that what he said just now was a bit out of line, so he sincerely apologized.

Draco shook his head and began to tell some of the news he had inquired about.

Jericho Orstein, French, born in an orphanage.

Harry's eyebrows furrowed when he said this, and Draco knew he was thinking of the French noble's Squib.

But that Potions professor has nothing to do with the Francis family, but has some connection with the reclusive Pettis family. I heard that the Pettis family is a small family. Olstein's sister married a branch of the Pettis family. A year ago The head of the Pettis family fell ill, and the small family, which was originally inconspicuous, became more transparent in front of others.

Olstein and his sister were originally adopted in different orphanages, and their original surnames had been erased at the time of adoption. Later, his sister and him were adopted by others, and they had no contact with each other.If it weren't for the wizard's various detection methods, I'm afraid this connection would not be so easy to find out.

"That way he's basically alone."

"It's not so lonely. His sister has a child. I heard that she is in poor health and rarely shows up. As long as outsiders say it, they are weak, timid and other adjectives—do they sound familiar?"

Dogs that can bite don't bark. Under the premise of the conspiracy theory, the "condition" of Patriarch Pettis is suspicious no matter how you look at it.

"...I want to visit France," said Harry hesitantly.

"Not only leave me an angry dean, but when you come back, I have to face a jealous savior? Thank you so much." Draco Malfoy pulled out a gold-covered invitation letter from him , "No need, the New Year's ball invitation, business dealings, I was going to go to France myself."

"Uh, thanks."

Malfoy seemed disgusted by the thank you, and he paused for a moment.

"Don't be stupid." There was a cold light on that delicate face, the hand holding the wand tightened tightly, the green light on the Astronomy Tower flashed in front of his eyes, the quarrel at Hogwarts was still in his ears, he As grateful as you are, you are as guilty as you are.

"Not for you, Potter."

When Harry returned to town, Snape was still inside the Amulet of Time.

He pushed the door open and went in, slightly hurt by the power of the curse.

"Is your etiquette converted into magic power, so it's a negative number, Potter?" The black-clothed potions master was sitting behind his workbench, on which was the broken time-turner.

Harry suddenly understood why the working hours of the Time Elephant had set up a magical barrier outside that people couldn't help but leave.

Severus was trying to fix the Time-Turner.

Snape looked up from the workbench, staring at Harry.

"What did Malfoy tell you?"

Harry blinked.

The sarcasm on the potions master's face was so full that it was about to hit Harry in the face.

"What makes you think I don't know you're busy with me? What makes a Malfoy and a Potter team up, given how well I know you both."

"We are checking the information on Ostan..."

Seeing that he couldn't hide, Harry roughly shared with Severus what Draco Malfoy had found, and talked about the New Year's ball in France.

A gleam flashed in the Potions Master's dark eyes, but he continued with the repair at hand without saying anything.

The glittering golden sand in the hourglass was poured out into a small bottle, and Harry found that another bottle contained some golden sand, which was a hundred times brighter than the original sand in the hourglass, like real gold.But those things radiate great power.

The potions master did not use a wand. He carefully removed the dirt and dirt in the gaps to make it clean; polished the golden border and the ring coin in the middle to make it smooth; the small hourglass in the middle was broken, and the potions master wiped it Clean it and set it aside for later use.

And finally there's the grit.

The potion master weighed some golden gravel and poured fine sand in a certain proportion.Harry bet that the master of potions must have studied the ratio of golden sand to fine sand long ago, because after the two are fully mixed, they become exactly the same as the original sand in the hourglass, and even the intensity of the radiated power is the same. almost.

Looking at the hands that never stopped, Harry seemed to see a rigorous and focused figure beside the cauldron.

Could it be that old Mr. Kars chose Severus, his Potions master was unrivaled in this respect.

Snape's black eyes suddenly moved in Harry's direction, making Harry feel that the other party saw through his mind, but as a Gryffindor known for his thick skin, he only turned towards Severus's direction. The direction showed a big smile.

Apart from poisonous tongue and curses, the potion master had no other means against Gryffindor, but the people in front of him were not afraid of either, so Snape could only keep his head down and continue working, ignoring the savior as nothing.

Guide the mixed gravel into the hourglass with a small sharp-mouthed funnel, and Snape's finger caressed the breach of the hourglass, and began to chant spells that Harry couldn't understand.

Harry felt the wind blowing up in the small storefront, the winds pushed each other, and flew towards the potions master happily, shaking his hair and the hem of his clothes, and finally the winds rushed towards the opening of the hourglass together Going, the invisible energy filled the cracks on the hourglass. When the finger was removed, the small hourglass was as clean as new.

But the magic show is not over yet. When the outer frame, the starry sky coin, and the hourglass all become brand new and shiny on the workbench, they fly up one by one. He spun the hourglass around in the frame a few times, and finally landed in Snape's palm.

Harry had seen that one, it was exactly like Hermione's Time-Turner.

"You fixed it."

said Harry in awe.

He didn't know why he was in awe of the thing that was once in the hands of a Hogwarts student, he just instinctively felt that this is a completely different field from wizards waving their wands and using magic, even with the most powerful magic power , should also be in awe of this primitive power.

"That's right." Snape stroked the Time-Turner in his hand.

"Fix a thing."

he murmured.

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new Year

——one by one, dressed brightly and colorfully inside.

Draco Malfoy thought as he walked around a French wizards' dinner with a decent smile, glass in hand.

Rather than attending this kind of social dinner that only boasted and tested each other, he really thought it would be better to go to Hogwarts to attend the alumni New Year's banquet—if it wasn't for the trouble of Jericho Olstein.

Yes, the last time they gathered at the Weasley joke shop was to discuss the Hogwarts New Year's banquet.Five years have passed since the war, and the wizarding world needs to be injected with new vitality, especially the children who are studying at Hogwarts, and they should not continue to move forward under the shadow.

But the Potions Professor couldn't please—

Thanks to Hermione Weasley, it doesn't take much effort for anyone who should know to know that Hogwarts has an "unsuitable" potions professor.

Draco trusted George Weasley and Blaise Zabini to entertain the Frenchman who had dared to desecrate the sanctuary of English wizards.After all, one is a lion who is born with mischievous and rebellious factors, and the other is a poisonous snake entrusted by himself to repay him well.

Of course lions and snakes can work together, because the light of Hogwarts must not be tarnished.

May Merlin bless this poor French wizard, Draco raised his glass emptily, and the wicked smile on his lips inadvertently made the hearts of the witches watching him speed up.

"You seem in a good mood?" A deep voice sounded beside Draco.

The little platinum nobleman frowned, and looked at the head of the Francis family, Devitt Francis, who was leaning towards him.Too similar faces made him involuntarily compare Snape