[HP Sirius] Sweet Potions

At [-]:[-] the next morning, when the students were yawning and eating breakfast tiredly, a colorful orange bird of paradise with white tail feathers suddenly flew in from the window.

It let out a loud chirp, and threw the little pink package in its hand on top of Ursa, who was eating a delicious custard.

"Oh, my God." Erza sighed.

The moment she saw the bird of paradise, Ersha immediately understood the identity of the sender.

She cast an apologetic look at the stunned Professor Sprout, then tried to feed the bird of paradise some nuts and strawberries, but the bird flapped its wings and flew away without even looking.

Ursa opened the unsigned letter attached to the package.

Just as she expected, it was indeed from her mother.

"Dear babe Ursa:

I learned from your father in [that brainless idiot] (the word in hastily crossed out) that you have become a professor at Hogwarts!This is really touching!I am proud of you!Send you a congratulatory gift, and sincerely hope that your campus life will be happy.

Also, enclosed are photos of me in New Guinea with my new girlfriend. ps. Her name is Daisy, she is very nice, I think you will like her ^0^

I love your beautiful mother the most ^3^”

A picture of a Muggle was glued to the back of the letter.In the photo, a woman in a sexy dark purple bikini is standing on a white sandy beach with a big smile on her face.She looks very similar to Ursa, the only difference is that her eyes are blue - she is Ursa's mother Anna Ryder.

Standing next to her was a strange blonde woman in a white wide-brimmed sun hat and a green dress, smiling shyly at the camera.This must be Daisy.Erza thought.

Finally, Ursa opened the little gray package, and something unexpected rolled out.

She immediately recognized the pearly liquid in the small bottle.

—Emotion potion!

She was startled, and her hair immediately turned red from the roots.She hurriedly stuffed the love potion into her pocket when no one noticed her.

I really don't know what her mother is thinking.Erza thought helplessly.

When she was just six years old, her mother ran away from home, leaving only a letter to her father.

The letter said that after seven years of painful struggle, she finally understood that she didn't like men... so she went to find real happiness.

The young Ersha didn't understand what it meant to "not like men".She always thought that the reason why her mother left was because she hated her and her father.It wasn't until years later that she understood exactly what her mother meant.

Ursa's memory of her mother is very vague, and birthday cards and Christmas gifts alone cannot make their feelings as deep as other mothers and daughters.Plus, Ersa has always had trouble understanding some of her mom's crazy ideas.

She sighed, and as she left the hall and headed towards the basement, she quietly played with the small crystal bottle in her pocket, thinking whether to flush it down the toilet.

When she was about to reach the basement classroom, she was suddenly hit hard from behind by a reckless boy.The books and materials in her hand immediately scattered all over the floor.

"I'm so sorry!" said the boy with a grin, then turned and ran away.

Ersha had to squat down and pick up the things that fell on the ground by herself.

At this moment, a slender and well-knit hand suddenly reached out to help her pick up a book that was far away.

"Thank you," Erza muttered.She looked up and saw a young boy with black hair who nodded slightly with no expression on his face.His skin was sickly sallow, and his black hair, which hadn't been trimmed properly, fell in pieces over his shoulders.

is it him?Ersha couldn't help guessing secretly that maybe he was the enthusiastic boy who helped her carry her luggage on the train.

It is a pity that Ersha can no longer remember the boy's face and voice.

After she picked up all the materials, the black-haired boy had disappeared.

The teaching process was much more difficult than Ersha expected.

She originally thought that she would be bombarded by students' questions in class, but in fact, most students like to stare at the textbook with their heads down and say nothing, and only move a few times when they need to take notes.

It's even worse when it comes to the hands-on part.

In the first lesson, a Hufflepuff boy forgets to cool the potion before adding bile, resulting in a small explosion.

After that incident, she had to start paying attention to the actions of everyone in the class, lest someone accidentally blow up the cauldron or her nose again.

In practice this is very difficult to do.Ursa began to regret why she didn't have three heads, so that she could observe all corners of the classroom at the same time.

Ursa was exhausted after a whole day, and she even felt too tired to chew at dinner, so she only ate a little and planned to go back to the teacher's dormitory to sleep.

The enthusiastic Professor Sprout noticed her tiredness and gave her some good advice.

"When Slytherin and Gryffindor are in class together, that's when you need to pay the most attention," Sprout said.

"why?"

"Because the two colleges don't like each other." Sprout replied with a sigh. "You'll see what I mean."

Ursa opened the class schedule and found that the next afternoon's class was taught by Slytherin and Gryffindor.

"If they make trouble for you, you can just deduct points for them and put them in confinement." Professor McGonagall suddenly interjected, "This is your right, Miss Green."

The next afternoon, Ersa deliberately arrived at the basement classroom half an hour earlier.

She got everything ready and sat in front of the podium patiently waiting for the students to arrive.

Soon, some students walked into the classroom talking and laughing.Some of them stared at Ursa curiously, as it was the first time they had her class.

Only a girl with red hair and a ponytail greeted Ursa politely.

"Good afternoon, Professor Green," said the girl with a smile.

Ersha immediately developed a strong affection for this girl.The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she said, "Just call me Miss Green. I'm not a professor yet."

Ursa soon noticed that a few seats were deliberately left between the students of the two colleges.They don't even look at each other, they just chat with the students of their house.

At this time, she suddenly heard a loud shout from outside the door.

A girl suddenly ran in hurriedly.Pointing to the door, she panted and said, "Professor, someone cast a curse in the corridor over there!"

Ursa immediately stood up and followed the girl to the corridor surrounded by students.

"Do you dare to say it again, Mulciber?" said the voice of a strange boy among the crowd.

A pudgy boy was standing behind him whimpering, red and bright bumps constantly popping up on his face.He looked up at Mulciber resentfully.

Ersha finally squeezed through the crowd with difficulty.She saw a boy with messy hair and round glasses pointing his wand at a large blond boy opposite.The eyes of the boy wearing glasses were full of disgust and contempt, but the other person's complexion was no better than his.

"So what, Potter?" Mulciber replied in a sarcastic voice, "Blake is now known by everyone to have been expelled from his family, and that he was nothing more than an outcast traitor of the blood—dirty And despicable, just like you and your family-"

"Don't say that about my friends and family!" Potter exclaimed angrily.

Ersha realizes that things are getting out of hand.She stared at Potter's flushed face and knew she was needed to stop this now.

So she took a deep breath and tried to stop them, but Potter uttered a spell angrily.

Reflexively, Mulciber raised his wand, tried to block the jinx with the Armor Charm, and he succeeded.

Potter opened his mouth, obviously wanting to say another spell.

"Enough!" Ursa couldn't help shouting.

Just then, a hand snapped onto Potter's wrist.

"All right, prongs," said a voice lazily.Ersha always felt that voice was a little familiar.

Then, Ursa saw a dark-haired boy walking from behind Potter.

Unlike others, he did not wear a school uniform robe, but tied the robe around his waist.He was wearing only a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up loosely.

He glanced at Mulciber with disgust and contempt, then turned to Potter and said, "Don't pay attention to him, he's just a foul-mouthed idiot. Let's go, and take Wormtail to the school hospital by the way."

"Okay," Potter said.

Mulciber snorted coldly in disgust, then turned around and strode towards the opposite direction from Potter and the others.The other onlookers also turned around and planned to leave.

"Wait." Ursa said suddenly.

Almost everyone stopped and looked at her.

Her lips trembled slightly, and then everyone heard her say in a slightly hoarse voice: "...to confinement."

"What did you say?" Mulciber frowned.

"Retention," she repeated, looking at Mulciber. "You just said insulting things and cast a spell in the hallway."

"What?!" Mulciber yelled, "It's not fair! And you're just a substitute teacher, what right do you have to put me in confinement?!"

Erza pursed her lips and did not answer.She turned her head away, and the black-haired boy happened to turn his head to look at her silently.

"And Mr. Potter," she said, "you cast a jinx in the corridor, so you're going to be in detention too."

Her hair suddenly began to turn slightly red, and her fair cheeks were also stained with a thin layer of blush.

"...Professor McGonagall says I have the right," she murmured, but no one caught her.

The boy named Potter just shrugged his shoulders and didn't refute anything.

But the black-haired boy standing next to him said, "Let me take his place. He did that to protect me, so I should take the punishment for him."

Ursa looked at him in silence while everyone else was looking at Ursa.

Erza could see determination in the black-haired boy's dark eyes.He seemed to think that he must be punished in place of his friend.

"Okay," Ursa finally said.She frowned slightly, "But I don't know your name yet."

"My name is Sirius... Sirius Black." The boy replied calmly.