[HP Sirius] Sweet Potions

Ersha, who was drinking tea, was choked immediately. She coughed violently and waved desperately to show that she was fine.

"We should ban students from riding brooms outside of the Quidditch pitch," Professor McGonagall went on, casting a suspicious glance at Erza. "It's also for their safety."

Dumbledore's bright blue eyes blinked. "I agree." He smiled suddenly. "It's time to show them that dating isn't just about riding a broomstick..."

"Albus." McGonagall interrupted him with a serious expression.

"Okay, let's not talk about that for now." Dumbledore quickly changed the subject, and he put on a serious expression again and looked around, "In short, in the next period of time, we must remain vigilant at all times, and we must not let any student suffer Hurt. Also, I hope that all teachers will remain calm in front of students - no matter what happens, we must not show the slightest wavering. We must not infect children with fear."

All the professors murmured agreement.

After announcing the end of the meeting, Dumbledore suddenly stopped Ursa who was about to leave.

"Have you heard from Horace -- I mean Professor Slughorn lately?" he said with concern.

"No, what happened to him?" Ursa asked in surprise.

"It's nothing." Dumbledore sighed worriedly. "I haven't been able to contact him since school started. All the letters I sent to him were brought back intact by the owl." He smiled at Ersha , "I will continue to try to get in touch with him. Thank you, Miss Green, you can leave now."

Halloween is coming soon.

The gamekeeper, Hagrid, brought huge pumpkins into the castle, and with the help of house-elves hollowed them out and carved them into jack-o'-lanterns.

Erza also helped a little, making a sparkle potion that was purely cosmetic.She dripped the potion on the jack-o'-lanterns, making them glow golden.Then she also took the opportunity to learn from the house elves how to make Hogwarts' special pumpkin pie.

But on the day of Halloween, an incident cast a haze on this festival that should have been full of joy.

At that time, Ursa was teaching the students in the sixth grade advanced class. She wanted to demonstrate how to do it. Suddenly, Professor McGonagall appeared at the door of the basement classroom with a serious expression.

Ursa looked at Mag in surprise, her right hand was still in the position of dropping the potion into the cauldron.

"Sorry to bother you," she said, "but I need Miss Thomas to come out."

A tall girl walked out of the classroom with a worried expression on her face.

A few seconds later, the entire classroom heard a yell of despair, followed by a loud sob.

"No—I don't believe it!" they heard Miss Thomas's voice trembling loudly. "My father—that's impossible—why was he murdered?! I don't believe—"

Gradually, the sound of the girl sobbing disappeared along with the sound of footsteps.

The air in the classroom suddenly froze.Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and fell into a brief shock for a while.Soon, a buzzing whisper sounded in the classroom.

Sirius and his friends quickly looked at each other, their faces were full of doubt and anxiety.

"What's going on?" Remus asked in a low voice.

"I don't know," James murmured.

Sirius looked up at Ursa who was standing on the podium.She was staring at the cauldron in front of her with a thoughtful expression.

Soon, she regained her calm expression and raised her head to look at everyone.

"Be quiet." She said indifferently, as if nothing happened just now, "Now let's go to the next step. After dripping the dragon's blood, stir counterclockwise three times. Be careful to stir at a very uniform speed, otherwise it will It will cause the potion to splash..."

Almost all the students were not listening to what she had to say, they were still immersed in what had just happened.They exchanged their thoughts quietly, and no one paid any attention to what Ursa was doing.

Only one is completely different from the others.

Sirius saw that Snape was staring intently at the movements in Ursa's hands, and the expression on his face was exactly the same as Ursa's, as if he didn't take what happened just now to his heart.

"Then who knows how much dried nettles should be added here?" Ursa asked suddenly, she frowned slightly and turned to Snape, the only one who was listening carefully, "Mr. Snape?"

Snape stood up quickly and gave a very accurate answer.

"Well, very good, five points for Slytherin." Ursa said, with a rare smile on her face.

After class, Snape lowered his head and came to Ersa with a heavy book in his arms.

Then, he began to discuss something in a low voice with Ersha.The expressions of the two looked extremely focused, as if something very attractive was written in the old book whose cover was about to fall off.

Sirius, who was watching them from a distance, suddenly realized that Ursa was also a potion addict, just like Snotlion.If the two of them get together, there will definitely be endless topics to talk about, and Sirius will never be able to understand the thoughts of people like them.

—their kind.

Thinking of this sentence, Sirius suddenly felt an inexplicable irritability.It feels like someone trying to join a private party, only to suddenly and embarrassingly discover that they don't belong in that social circle.

At least Snape had never seen her terrified on a broomstick, nor had he rescued a beautiful unicorn with her.Sirius thought sarcastically to himself.

He suddenly realized how naive and ridiculous his thoughts were.But he still couldn't help but grabbed the crystal bottle in front of him, walked quickly to Ersa, and then deliberately put the crystal bottle under her nose.

But Ursa was still staring at the book, not noticing Sirius' approach at all; instead, Snape noticed Sirius' presence, and took a step aside with disgust.

"Miss Green?" Sirius pretended to ignore Snape, calling her name softly.

Ursa raised her head abruptly, with a momentary surprise on her face, and even...a little bit of panic?In short, her expression was like that of some kind of small animal that was suddenly frightened, and her cold gray eyes were wide open, staring at Sirius vigilantly.

"What's the matter with you?" she asked abruptly, without even adding a title at the end of the sentence.

Sirius paused for a moment.

He suddenly felt a little annoyed, but not with her, but with the snotlite who was still standing around.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask..." Sirius hesitated for a moment, he originally wanted to ask a question about potions - of course that was just an excuse to talk to her.

But at this moment, from the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw that the corner of Snape's mouth was curling up in a sarcasm, and the words he slipped to his lips suddenly and miraculously changed into another sentence.

"Are you free this weekend?" he asked.

"What?" Ursa looked at him a little blankly.

He feigned a confident smile and quickly made up an excuse, "We're going to have a Potions workshop this weekend."

Snape let out a cold sneer undisguised.

Sirius resisted the urge to cast him a silencing spell, and continued, "My friends and I love Potions. We'd love to have a teacher on hand to teach us a little bit... so if you could come That would be great."

Ursa frowned hesitantly, "Hmm...it doesn't seem appropriate."

Sirius stared at Ersa intently, and said in a slightly begging tone, "Please."

Erza looked a little embarrassed.She turned her head slightly, as if unwilling to meet Sirius' eyes.But she finally said, "I think I'll go."

"That's great." Sirius said with a smile.

He distinctly heard Snape mutter "impure motives" under his breath before turning to leave.However, this did not dispel his contented and happy mood, so he left the classroom briskly without looking back.

"Potions seminar?" Remus glared at Sirius. "Are you serious, Padfoot?"

"You've worked hard to get her, man," James said casually, chewing on a piece of bright red gum.

"Wait—what pursuit?" Remus frowned. "Who pursues whom?"

"Padfoot is after Miss Green," James said. "I saw them two on a date by the lake not long ago."

Sirius kicked James in the shin, causing James to grin and scream in pain.

"You made me swallow my gum!" James complained angrily.

"Who told you to talk nonsense." Sirius said with a smile, "I didn't pursue Miss Green, really. I just wanted to improve our Potions grades. Don't forget, Aurors have high requirements for Potions grades— — I remember you all wanted to be Aurors, didn't you?"

"I don't want to be an Auror," muttered Peter, who had been drawing a star chart.

"Well, except for Wormtail." Sirius said with a shrug, "You guys are free on weekends anyway, why don't you spend some time studying?"

"It's amazing to hear such words from your mouth." Remus sarcastically said, "I'd be happy to participate, but you seem to have forgotten one very important thing."

The smile on Sirius' face froze instantly.

"Oops, it's a full moon this weekend!" he yelled in a low voice annoyed.