[HP] Silver Green Pride

"Why did Gryffindor add so many points all of a sudden?"

"The principal is too eccentric..."

When An Ge passed the common room, he heard the content of the conversation inside, and felt a little puzzled.

Stepping in, seeing a group of people discussing in front of the fireplace, he went up curiously and asked, "What are you talking about? What's wrong with Gryffindor?"

"Ange? Are you here?" Daphne tilted her head to look at Ange, and beckoned to her, "Let's talk about extra points! When we woke up in the morning, we suddenly found that Gryffindor's hourglass had a bunch of rubies. They are hundreds of points higher than ours!" As she spoke, her brows became more and more tightly frowned, and there was more dissatisfaction in her words.

Hearing this, there was a glint in Ange's eyes, and the smile on her lips faded a bit. After a while, she asked a bit solemnly: "What's going on?"

"The pair of golden iron triangles from Gryffindor entered the hospital wing, maybe something happened to them again." Blaise said sarcastically, curling his lips.

Draco frowned slightly as he listened: "Brace, don't do this! You don't look like a Slytherin at all!"

Blaise pointed his middle finger at Draco: "Aren't you usually less like me? How much do you owe to those Gryffindors at the moment? Every time you take an exam, you are crushed by Gryffindor's know-it-all."

After hearing Blaise's words, Draco's face turned pale, and he glared angrily, but said nothing.

As if thinking of something suddenly, Drake said to Ange, "Ange, go to the cellar, the godfather was looking for you just now."

"Okay." Angus nodded and nodded.

On the other hand, Daphne glanced at Drake with a strange expression, then looked at Ange again, thought for a while, and quietly gave her a note before she left: "Be careful Ginny."

Looking at the note that Daphne handed her, she felt rather dumbfounded, what kind of thing is this?

He casually cast a weakened version of the raging fire, burned the note, and walked to the door of the office. The Medusa in front of the door smiled and waved to her.

[Go in, the dean is waiting for you] Said in a snake language that only Ang could understand, Medusa blinked, [Descendant of Slytherin, I am optimistic about you]

Ange was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and smiled at the statue of Medusa, but wondered in his heart whether it had wisdom and independent thinking.

Walking into the cellar was not the first time, so Ange was no stranger to it.

On the desk, in front of Severus was a small bottle of rare translucent blue potion.

An Ge's eyes were focused on the potion, and after a while, she smiled helplessly: "Dean, is that why you called me here?"

Severus looked away from the potion and looked away from Ange's dark, bottomless eyes.

"You should know about Harry's coma, right?"

"know."

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

An Ge gave him a weird look, and nodded simply: "I am the one who fascinated them." They must not be allowed to get in the way.

She had thought that Severus would ask other questions, but she didn't expect him to ask this fact that was almost certain once guessed.

Perhaps it was Ange's eyes that made him feel a little uncomfortable. He coughed twice, pointed to the potion on the table and asked, "Where did you get this potion?"

"I boiled it myself." Ange didn't pretend to be mysterious, "Measure the ratio, and then put it down according to the steps. It's easy to make." The process is actually similar to a chemical experiment, and the difference is only a matter of materials. That's all, to be honest, she was just playing tricks.

easy...

Severus looked at the nearly perfect potion with indifference.

This child's potion talent was even better than he had imagined.

"Very good potion." Even according to the pickiness of his potion master, there is nothing wrong with it. The only thing that is a little bit regretful is that the potion is not effective enough, which seems to be lost during the brewing process.

The atmosphere became strangely silent again, and neither of the two spoke.

"Why did you do that?" Severus was the first to break the silence, "I always thought you were... different from him."

"Do you need a reason?" Ange looked at him, his eyes flickering, "He's my father, is that okay?"

"From the perspective of human nature, human beings don't need a reason to do anything, because they are motivated by desire." An Ge said with a smile, "You should be very clear about this." Just like her, the reason The blood on his hands was just for his own survival.

Severus' eyes dimmed a bit, and he didn't know what he thought of. After a while, he asked, "How did you make them unconscious? Is there any harm?"

"Not specifically, but it will let them sleep longer." An Ge said, "I have a measure."

Severus hooked his lips, it was indeed very measured, but when they arrived, everything seemed to be taken care of, even Hermione's damage from the Horcrux was completely healed by the bottle of life potion There are absolutely no sequelae left.

"What are you planning to do?"

"I don't plan to do anything! Dean, I respect you as a professor, but please don't interfere too much. Whether you are a spy of the Order of the Phoenix or a spy of the Death Eaters, it has nothing to do with me! But equally, I also I don't want any unrelated people to interfere with any of my actions." Ange's eyes were casually concentrated on a point on the table, but she didn't look at Severus, her tone was slightly calm, but there was a hint of chill in it, "If you and the principal have really done something, then please don't blame me then!"

"Ange..." Severus frowned. He loved her. After all, as a master of potions, it was hard not to love a student with potions talent like her, and although she wasn't very Work hard, but also earnestly make progress, but it happens...

"I hope you don't do something you regret." Severus said with some seriousness, "If you plan to do something to Harry...then you can't blame me." After all, he is still the student he likes, so far , he can be considered exhausted.

The corners of his lips twitched up for a moment, An Ge suppressed his original sneer, and just said: "If there is nothing else, I'll go first."

Severus didn't look at her.

"Go ahead, and... don't forget, if Slytherin loses the House Cup this term, it's because of you."

The moment he turned around, a smile suddenly unfolded, cold to the bone, extremely sarcastic.

She knows what she's doing, so -- she won't regret it.

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