[HP] Zizi Honey Candy

Believe me, I've never hated purple on someone so much.

Lockhart was standing on the stage, wearing a fuchsia robe. What I didn't expect was that the person beside him was none other than Professor Snape. He was also wearing his usual black clothes, which contrasted sharply with the purple contrast.

"Come around, come around! Can everyone see me? Can everyone hear me? Great! Well, Professor Dumbledore has allowed me to start this little dueling club and train everyone well enough to prevent One day you will need to defend yourself in the same way that I have used countless times - for details on this, please see my published works. Let me introduce my assistant Professor Snape." Lockhart said , grinned, "He told me that he himself knew a thing or two about duels, and he generously agreed to help me with a small demonstration before class. I said, I don't I would like to make you little fellows worry—when I finish demonstrating with him, I will return your Potions teacher to you intact, don't be afraid!"

"I can bet you my desserts for the next week that Lockhart will lose." I whispered to Cho.

I don't think Professor Snape will lose to Lockhart at all, although the atmosphere in his class is always so tense, and sometimes he will criticize, but he is a good teacher, a well-deserved master of potions, at least Every time I take a parchment to ask a question, he will occasionally mock my ignorance, but he can always give me a clear answer in the end. I respect him very much, and I get most of my grades in Potions class is an O.

"Why, have you disappointed Lockhart to this extent?"

I curled my lips and looked at the group of girls who looked at Lockhart with admiration. I was so obsessed when I just started school, but fortunately I woke up in time. I retracted my previous thoughts and hoped that he can quickly point is replaced.

Sure enough, within a few seconds, Lockhart was knocked to the ground by Professor Snape. A dazzling red light flashed, and Lockhart flew backwards out of the stage, hit the wall, and then slid down. Curled up on the floor.

I heard the applause and applause from the Slytherin students, which gave me the urge to boo too.

Next he divided us into two groups, and I was with Cho as a matter of course.

"Come on Tilly, play softly."

"I have to say, practice will teach you a lot, Qiu." After bowing to each other, I raised my wand after saying this, "Disarm!"

Before Cho could react, her wand flew out of her hand.

"Hey! I'm not ready!" she cried.

"The enemy will not give you time to prepare." I waved my wand, and Qiu's wand that fell on the ground flew into my hand, and I stepped forward and handed it to her, "Besides, we have already bowed."

"You've learned the Flying Curse, that's great!" She took her wand, "You're right, I may really have practiced too little, and Quidditch training almost left me with no time for other things... How do you manage to be so good at both?"

"If you can allocate half of the time for gossiping with Mary, I believe your grades at the end of the semester will improve a lot."

After chatting for a while, Lockhart invited Potter and Malfoy to the stage for a demonstration.

"Well, Harry," said Lockhart, "when Draco points his wand at you, you do it."

He raised his wand, waved it from side to side, trying to conjure complex tricks, and accidentally dropped it on the ground.Professor Snape sneered, and Lockhart quickly picked up his wand and said, "Ouch—my wand is a little overexcited."

Me: "Qiu, to be honest, do I have a bad eye for people?"

Qiu: "No, he is the only exception."

Malfoy said a spell I had only seen in books before, and a black snake appeared out of thin air on the stage, and a few timid girls screamed, and everyone backed away to make room .

I felt my hands and feet were getting cold, especially when I saw the snake spit out the letter.

Professor Snape wanted to step forward to get the snake away, but Lockhart swung his wand first, and there was a loud bang, the snake not only didn't disappear, but jumped more than a foot high, and fell heavily Get back on the floor.Furious, it swam straight towards Justin Finch, hissing and spitting, and then, with its head raised and its fangs bared, it assumed an attacking stance.

Suddenly, a hissing sound came out of Potter's mouth, and no one could understand what he was saying. The sound was like the sound of the snake, and the snake turned its head and stared at him closely.

Professor Snape stepped forward, waved his wand, and the snake disappeared in a plume of black smoke.

The dueling club ended in such a hasty way. When Potter left, everyone retreated to both sides, with scared expressions on their faces.

...

"What's going on, what is that?"

"Parseltongue." After a long while, I spit out these words, "It is the language of snakes. As far as I know, there is only one person who can do this, and that is the founder of Slytherin."

"But, but I've never heard that the Potter family has any connection with Slytherin, he's still a Gryffindor!"

"There are many things in this world that we cannot explain. Maybe Potter is the descendant of Slytherin."

...

By the next day came the dire news that Justin Fenrey had been petrified, along with Sir Nicholas, the ghost of Gryffindor.

Now I can no longer believe that this is just a prank. The blizzard outside the window kept beating on the window as if it foretells something terrible is about to happen.

Many students who originally planned to stay for Christmas also began to scramble to book seats on the Hogwarts Express, hoping to go home for Christmas.

I've been staying in the dorms lately except for classes, even though Cho told me we don't have to worry about being attacked.

I was a little worried about Morgan, and I wrote to her to tell her not to go out recently, and she told me not to worry about her, and also attached Weasley's newly developed fake wand.

I didn't let it go until I got on the Hogwarts Express home - I almost thought the school wouldn't let us go home for Christmas.

But I don't know why, this holiday seems to pass faster than the previous ones, but in a blink of an eye, I was already carrying my luggage and going back to school.

"Mom, can I ask for leave and not go back to school?"

This is what I told my mother early in the morning on Christmas Day.

"What's the matter, honey, I thought you liked school?"

I told her all about recent events and my concerns.

"Even Quidditch training has been forced to stop." I pouted unhappily. Although I have a lot of free time, if I haven't practiced for a long time, I'm afraid I will be rusty. Facing Gryffindor It is very likely that I will not be able to show my best state at the time.

"Don't worry, I believe Principal Dumbledore will solve it." Mom touched my head, "Now, go and open your present."

I excitedly came under the Christmas tree and started unwrapping my presents—the event I look forward to the most every year. Qiu and I gave each other the most wanted wizard hat, and Marietta gave me a pair of small leather shoes. Those Quidditch The players all gave me something related to Quidditch or broom maintenance. Unlike them, Roger gave me a very beautiful quill.

"Oh, this quill is really nice. It seems that our Tilly has a suitor too." Mom happened to see it when she passed by, and said with a smile.

"Mom...it's not what you think." I quickly put the quill aside and picked up another gift.

When I saw this packaging, I could already guess whose gift it was. It can be packaged so exquisitely every time, and it is the style I like.

I carefully unwrapped the ribbon and wrapping paper, and the first thing I saw was a large bag of Zizi honey candies—it was obvious that I had just finished eating the last time.

But they taste really good, I really miss it after not eating for a while, every time I eat it in my mouth... I always think of the butterbeer that day and the boy who handed me the butterbeer.

After removing the Zizi honey candy, a small box lay quietly inside. I opened it, and a small and lovely bracelet came into view.

I picked it up, and it was made of silver, so conspicuous in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, it shone like the sun shining on the sea.

I looked left and right for a long time, I really like this bracelet, more reasons may be the person who gave the bracelet.

There is also a letter next to the box. I opened it and wrote some greetings and wished me a happy holiday. There is not much content, but my attention is all on the last sentence of the letter.

Why can he always disturb my emotions with just a few words?Did he say similar things to everyone else?

At this time, Dad came back from the outside with the cake he bought, and Mom told him what happened at school recently. His brows were slightly wrinkled, obviously he and Mom still had some different ideas.

"If you want to stay home, I'll write to Dumbledore, Tilly," he said. "Although I believe Dumbledore will settle the matter well, I still want to respect your opinion."

"No need, Dad." I smiled at him, "You know what, I really want to go back to school, as you said, Principal Dumbledore will take care of these things."

I carefully put the letter back into the box, and I carefully put it away together with the bracelet.

When I was lying in bed at night, I was staring at the ceiling, thinking about the letter I received this morning. I felt that something was wrong with me recently. It was an ordinary sentence, but it made me think about it day and night. think.

He said, I look forward to seeing you at school, Terelia.