hp is happy

The two of them tacitly kept silent about what happened. Trista looked at Severus who passed out after taking the medicine for the second time in a complicated way. Trista made up her mind to cut her arm with the silver knife, carefully picked out a thicker silver thread, and after cutting it, carefully hooked it out with a silver hook and put it on the plate. Severus did the same A wound was made in the position, and the inside that was corroded by the Death Eater's mark was hooked out to clean it up, and she put her own silver thread into it. Trista looked at her bleeding arm mockingly, and used a spell to clean up the blood. Finally, sit with your legs crossed by the fire.

It's sad.

Trista felt that her body had lost its sense of temperature, probably because her heart had been frozen. Professor McGonagall obviously felt that the atmosphere between the two had changed badly, and she looked dissatisfied during breakfast. Seeing Severus look at herself again, Trista made a beautiful move with a silver knife in her hand, tried to put her hand close to the fireplace, but there was no warmth, Trista smiled wryly, "I didn't expect retribution It came so fast."

Tomorrow is the first day of school, and I should be happier. Thinking that I will see many little radish heads looking forward to my Potions class, Trista got up and walked to the desk, ready to make a lesson for the newly learned teaching plan case.

A warming spell might be needed, Trista stretched out her wand and used a few warming spells on herself, showing a satisfied expression, but the cold body reminded her that she couldn't feel the temperature at all, all this was just her brain deceiving herself , Trista knocked on the desk unconsciously with her fingers, staring at the fireplace in a daze, maybe the first lesson could change the teaching content, the scabies potion is really boring, why not make a euphoria potion, although it is a bit more difficult than the scabies potion.

Sitting on the faculty desk, Trista chatted with the new DADA professor next to him about teaching reform, while looking at the students below who were eagerly looking at the door, waiting for the new vice-principal, Professor Filius Flitwick, to introduce the new students When she was ushered into the hall, Trista could hear loud discussions at the long table in Gryffindor closest to her about how many people would choose to enter Gryffindor this year.This year's freshman list is exceptionally short. Because of the influence of the mysterious person, many wizarding families have chosen to move out of the UK. Slytherin is the most miserable. There are more than forty students scattered on the long table. This year's freshmen only have 2 Into Slytherin.When Professor McGonagall introduced Trista as the new Potions Professor, Trista stood up and nodded with a smile, completely ignoring the little lion whistling excitedly at her, took a sip from the cup, Slightly frowning, Professor Tony Stilwell next to her gently helped her tap the cup to turn it into clear water. Watching the interaction between the two professors, the whistling and booing sounded louder.It didn't stop until Professor McGonagall gave him a hard look.

Trista's first class was Potions class in the seventh grade. Looking at Harry who was looking forward to him below, Trista rolled her eyes, so the savior still needs to come to make up lessons and retake the exam.Considering that to become Oro still needs a few good NEWT score certificates rather than the identity of the savior, most of the previous seventh graders chose to stay in school to re-study the exam. A good job, the seven-year potions class is very easy, because the potions that should be learned have been learned in the previous six years, and the seventh grade only needs a deeper understanding of the principles and identification of potions. Trista almost always asked questions. Answer, she speaks very softly, she answers any tricky questions quickly and points out which page of the book contains relevant sentences, Trista's erudition quickly won everyone's favor, and Harry smiled when class was over. Come together and say "Professor Ollivander, it would be great if you taught this class before."

Trista tapped the head of the savior in front of her lightly with a stirring glass rod, picked up the lesson plans and walked to the next office.In the office, Severus was carefully reading a research book on potion ingredients with a cup of coffee. He noticed that Trista raised her eyes and continued to study the book in her hand after returning. Trista didn't care at all. Walking to the crucible on the side, ready to boil the mitigant needed for today, Trista looked at the only two bottles of potion left in the glass cabinet, and sighed.

"If you are like the group of idiots out there, you need to sigh and sigh to make a bottle of palliative, why don't you resign." Trista ignored Severus' poisonous tongue, and gently put the ingredients into the cauldron, "I'd rather You are the kind of person who can blow up 10 cauldrons in a class with a single sigh." Severus glared at Trista and turned a page of the book in his hand vigorously.

After gulping down the palliative in his hand, Trista looked at Severus lying on the sofa and checked with his wand, and found that the magic circuit in his body had been fully repaired and there was no need to make up for it by himself. Putting away his wand, he took a sip of the coffee that Severus put on the table, frowned, looked at the coffee in front of him, and put his mouth on the table, leaning against the window sill to wait quietly Severus recovered.

Severus felt the surge of magic power and looked gratefully at the woman by the window. After casting a few spells, he found that his magic power was higher than before, and looked inquiringly at the empty crystal bottle in front of him. .Every ingredient in it is familiar to me, and the mechanism of action is obvious, but the increase in magic power is something that this potion should not have. A wizard's magic power grows extremely slowly after adulthood. Such a big change is a bit unusual.. ....

The last bottle of potion will be tomorrow, and the treatment will be parting. Severus doesn't know what to give to the woman in front of him, especially knowing that she has always admired him, but love is the only thing he can't give Yes, but her meager collection is nothing in her eyes, but this is the only reward she can give.

Trista looked at the black lake outside the window, and the young mermaid was happily greeting herself, looking at the aquatic plants at the bottom of the black lake, unconsciously stroking the ring on her hand.