[hp] That Slytherin I've seen

Penelope could feel the change in Severus' attitude. The unsmiling, serious and gloomy boy was telling her about potions. He didn't keep a straight face like before. Feiyang, when it comes to spells, he is like a kid showing off a new toy, showing Penelope several interesting spells.

It was a pleasant afternoon, and Penelope even began to appreciate Professor Slughorn who had detained her, without whom she would not have seen this side of Severus.

The two of them also made an appointment to continue meeting in the Potions classroom next Wednesday afternoon, because Penelope's Potions is really terrible.

Severus didn't even understand it. Penelope could tell the difference between herbs and even recite their efficacy, but she just couldn't make a qualified potion.

To some extent, this is also a talent.

A week passed, and Penelope finally experienced every course in its entirety, and she can finally sleep in tomorrow morning, but there are homework left for a few courses, and Penelope has already made an appointment with Locke Poppy to go tomorrow Study room.

But there is one small problem...

Penelope touched her stomach and turned over. She was a little hungry.

The afternoon was herbalism, and Professor Splett showed them a slimy plant that was so disgusting to look at that it left most of the Hufflepuff students with little appetite for dinner.

But what Hufflepuff is not afraid of is hunger. After all, the wizards who are best at cooking-related spells in the UK are all from Hufflepuff, let alone the Hogwarts kitchen next to it.

Penelope got out of bed and put on her robe. Locke and Bobby were both fast asleep. She gently opened the door and quietly left the dormitory.

Climbing out along the wooden barrel, Penelope came to the entrance of the kitchen. There was a painting of fruits hanging here. You only need to scratch the pears on the painting...

She found the pear, scratched it gently as Locke taught, and something miraculous happened. The pear laughed. Although it had no mouth, Penelope did hear him laugh.

Then the pear shrunk into a doorknob, which Penelope pushed, and the kitchen door swung open.

The house elves are still busy at night, they are preparing tomorrow's breakfast, and in the kitchen, there are four large tables, arranged exactly like the auditorium, with many empty tableware on them.

Penelope's arrival has attracted the attention of several enthusiastic house-elves, whose large eyes are looking at Penelope, which makes her a little nervous.

Just be polite and the house elves will give you food!

Penelope knelt down in front of the house elf closest to her, smiled and said, "I'm sorry to bother you so late, can you give me some food?"

"Oh!" exclaimed the house-elf, and he gave a big grin. "It's a polite Hufflepuff! Kirby likes a polite Hufflepuff."

"Is your name Kirby?" Penelope was a little curious. This was the first time she had communicated with a house elf. "My name is Penelope. Nice to meet you."

"Kirby is also very happy to meet Penelope!" He took out a long menu, "Whatever Penelope wants to eat! Kirby can make it for you!"

This long string of menus surprised Penelope. After she took it, she looked at it line by line. There were many foods on it that she had never heard of.

"Hmm... would apple pie be okay?"

"This is too simple!" Kirby was a little dissatisfied, "Penelope can choose something else!"

Penelope actually missed her parents a little. She touched Kirby's head and said, "My mother often makes apple pie for me, so I really want to eat apple pie, can Kirby."

"No problem at all!"

Kirby seemed to enjoy being patted on the head by Penelope. He took back the menu and started running around the kitchen, preparing to make the most delicious apple pie for Penelope.

And Penelope was sitting in the corner. She was afraid of disturbing these busy elves. There were many bread jams on the dining table that could be preserved for a long time. There was a light blue jam, which made her a little curious about the taste.

"Hi, may I try this, please?"

The house-elf next to it nodded and said, "This is made from the fruit of the color-changing fruit. Remember not to eat too much, or it will turn blue!"

This miraculous function made Penelope even more curious. She put some jam in the bread and tasted it. It was sweet and sour, very similar to strawberry jam, and not greasy at all.

"Chameleon fruit jam..."

Penelope remembered the name, and she was going to buy a bottle to take home when she got home for Christmas.

The long wait for food made her regret that she hadn't brought a book. Just as she was looking around the kitchen aimlessly, the kitchen door opened again.

The door opened and closed, but Penelope didn't see anyone. Just when she thought it was a ghost, James suddenly appeared in front of her, startling her a lot.

"Hey! I'm actually wearing an invisibility cloak! Isn't it amazing!"

James shook the invisibility cloak in his hand towards Penelope, but from Penelope's point of view, James had nothing in his hand, even his hand was missing.

After living in Hogwarts for a week, she felt that she could calmly accept anything that could not be explained by science.

"It's really amazing, and it's very suitable for pranks." Penelope nodded. In fact, she felt that it would be more fun if the invisibility cloak was not completely transparent, but a little bit of marble dust. No one would refuse a night to come to the kitchen Mr. Ghost looking for something to eat.

"What are you going to eat?" James asked enthusiastically, his black hair curled up wildly, and his glasses were rarely worn.

"Apple pie," Penelope replied, "my mother makes delicious ones, so I want to try Hogwarts ones too."

This made James open up the conversation. He started talking about his parents, his acquaintance with Sirius, and his new friends in Gryffindor, Lupine and Peter.

Penelope was a little sleepy, and he didn't get into the key topic until Kirby put the warm apple pie on the table.

"What do you think Lily should do after her?"

"It might be quicker to ask Severus that question." After thanking Kirby, Penelope cut a piece of apple pie and put it on James' plate, before cutting another piece for herself.

Although he promised Penelope not to bully that Slytherin in the library, James obviously couldn't communicate with Severus friendly. Apple Pie, "Is there no other way?"

"Severus and Lily are neighbors, they are familiar with each other, this is the fastest way." Penelope cut off a piece and blew it into his mouth, the sweet applesauce wrapped in meringue was delicious , "Or I can ask for you, Severus and I have an appointment to meet every Wednesday afternoon in the Potions classroom."

"I choose you to ask for me!"

James made a choice without hesitation, "I swear, I will send you a dozen of my signed posters after I become a Quidditch star!"

"..."

Thanks, she didn't really want it.

In fact, Penelope also has her own thoughts. She also wants to know about Severus and Lily. After all, she missed six years, so it's not too much!

In a blink of an eye, it was time for Potions class again. Although Penelope did not blow up the cauldron, the potion she made made Professor Slughorn silent. The professor who is good at dancing and always smiling satirized Penelope very rarely. One word from Nellope.

"Miss Brown, I hope the job you most want to be a doctor in St. Mungo's isn't."

All she could do was poke at the Potions book with her wand after class, which was a damned nasty class!

Severus didn't miss the appointment, and he came to the Potions classroom not long after class. When he was about to give Penelope the key points, the girl winked at him, her voice deliberately lowered as sweet as honey.

"Sev, how long have you known Lily..."

"..." Severus thought for a while, "Four years?"

Four years... That means we met at the age of seven!

Penelope wrinkled her nose. This answer made her a little unhappy, but thinking of James, she asked tentatively, "Then do you know what she likes?"

Severus seemed to be wondering why Penelope asked this question, but he was still defeated by those pitiful eyes. He carefully recalled the details of getting along with Lily over the years, and told Penelope one by one, including Lily's favorite favorite color, favorite food, favorite movie, things you like to do when you are bored, etc.

Penelope's pen tip followed Severus's words more and more forcefully, and finally the poor quill broke with a "snap", which also managed to stop Severus from talking endlessly.

"So, is she your best friend?"

Listen carefully to Penelope's voice, and you can even hear her gnashing of teeth.

"Is it?" Severus glanced at Penelope, for some reason, he always felt that Penelope looked very angry today.

"Very good, I'm very envious of your friendship." Penelope twitched the corners of her mouth, randomly folded the piece of paper and stuffed it into her bag, "I'm a little hungry now, I'll have dinner first and see you later."

As she said that, she directly picked up the bag and walked out of the Potions classroom.

Obviously she was the one who met Severus first.

Penelope was a little aggrieved. She sat on the lawn outside the castle, subconsciously grabbing those poor grasses.

But shouldn't the question be why didn't Severus write back to himself?If you write back, everything will be different.

She grabbed a few blades of grass and threw them out, "Damn Severus!"

The lawn in early autumn was still green and growing vigorously, and the sharp blades of grass cut a small cut in her palm, which made Penelope even more depressed.

She felt that she shouldn't hate Lily because of Severus, and she shouldn't hate Lily because of Petunia, that would be unfair to Lily.

Although reason told her so, she admitted that she still had some emotions.

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