[HP] Astringent

When I saw Snape again the next day, everything was as usual, with the same neither sad nor happy look.Vanessa is not qualified to control his life, not to mention many emotions can only be digested by herself.

Unexpectedly, Harry had a problem first, and was attacked by a dementor during the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.Vanessa was terrified, a kid in third grade couldn't deal with dementors yet.Not to mention she had seen on the train how powerful they were to him.

When she rushed to the hospital wing with a jar of chocolates, Harry just woke up. Ron and Hermione were by his side. Harry was wondering what to do with the homemade recovery card Ginny gave him. If it is not closed and pressed under the dishes it will sing shrilly.

Vanessa gave Harry a big hug, which reminded Harry of Mrs. Weasley, scratched the back of his head shyly, and laughed.He accidentally knocked the plate on the bedside table crookedly, and Kangka sang again.

"What a fun little card." Vanessa cast a Silencing Charm, stopping it before Madam Pomfrey rushed over to bombard people.She looked at the blessing written on it carefully, and looked at Harry teasingly, "Ginny is a nice little girl, isn't she?"

Harry didn't understand the meaning at all, and nodded: "Well, just like my sister."

Thinking of Ginny's long journey of secret love, Vanessa sighed empathetically.But seeing Harry's radiant look, she felt relieved.Ron and Hermione went back before they had classes, and Vanessa sat for a while.

"Professor Weasley..." Harry hesitated.

Vanessa looked at him encouragingly, he took a deep breath, and continued: "I...why do they affect me...much more than other people's. I can't control..."

Harry fell silent again, sorry for the weakness in his tone.Vanessa hugged him again, and patted him on the back: "Harry, it's not your fault. Dementors will remind people of the saddest things, even if I encounter them, it won't be any better What's more, you experienced such a terrible thing when you were born..."

"Really?" Harry's green eyes were full of doubts.

Vanessa's heart softened, and her tone became softer: "Yes, my dear, don't be troubled because you can't fight dementors, even adults can't fight them, that's why Azkaban hired them to fight against them." Detain the prisoner."

"But Black escaped!"

"Yes... yes... there must be some method we don't know about." Vanessa nodded, "But this is something Fudge should worry about, and the Ministry of Magic should do something practical after collecting so much tax. "

There was a little smile in Harry's eyes, he was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "I could hear Voldemort killing my mother as they approached...his excited laughter and my mother's screaming ..."

Vanessa just stroked his hair and listened to him talk about how bad he felt.Harry gradually calmed down, and before he had time to get along with his mother, she died for him.Harry sighed, "Would my mum be like you if she was alive?"

"It will be much better than me. But you will definitely not be as obedient as you are now. You will contradict her and offend her, thinking that she has always cooked the same meal for more than ten years..." Vanessa recalled her mother, her face A warm smile appeared on his face, and Harry was imagining what it would be like if he could really have a home.

She looked at Harry sincerely and said, "Harry, although I can never replace your mother, you can come to me if you have any problems, okay?"

Harry smiled shyly and happily, and Vanessa handed him the chocolate and patted him on the head again.

Harry quickly cheered up. His most distressing thing now was that his beloved Nimbus 2000 was destroyed by the Whomping Willow, and the second was that his classmates had to go to Hogsmeade village again.It's a pity that Vanessa treats Harry like a child in her heart, but she can't help him sign the notice, not to mention that Black is still at large and she doesn't agree to let Harry take risks.

Vanessa finally got some clues about the information she was looking for. She read about Horcruxes in the "Top Ten Black Magic Collections of the Twelfth Century" that she borrowed from the underworld—a magic related to immortality.She wanted to know more, but the next few pages were torn out.

It was the weekend, and Vanessa decided to take a look around the corner alley, which is the most famous gathering place of black magic items in the whole of Britain.She changed into a black traveling cloak and went to Hogsmeade with the third year and up.Although Professor McGonagall tried her best to persuade her to go to the Three Broomsticks for a drink, she refused on the grounds of abstaining from drinking, and apparated non-stop to Turn Corner Alley.

She had her conspicuous red hair tied back, and she wore a wide hood with a black brim covering most of her face.There were very few pedestrians on the street, and almost all of them did the same thing, especially after that war, few wizards were willing to hang out in Fanjiao Lane in their true colors.

Vanessa was not familiar with this place at first, and it took her a long time to find the very famous Bojinbok Magic Store.The inside of the door and the outside of the door are completely like two shops. Rows of magical supplies exuding a dangerous atmosphere are placed in the gloomy and dark showcases.She walked past a glass box with a shriveled hand, a deck of blood-stained playing cards, and a pair of hideous guns... She was suddenly attracted by a beautiful opal necklace, and was about to reach for it when a greasy A voice rang out: "Miss, do you need anything?"

Vanessa was shocked, and saw a rickety old man standing behind him, looking at her earnestly, but she felt that there was a malicious light in his eyes.

"Hi, Mr. Bock, I'm looking for a book."

The old man repeatedly combed the greasy hair hanging in front of his eyes with wrinkled and shriveled hands, and shook his head in disappointment: "Miss, Lihen Bookstore is in Diagon Alley."

"Wait a moment, I believe this book can only be found here." Vanessa stopped him, "I'm looking for a book called "Top Ten Black Magic Collections of the Twelfth Century"."

The old man retreated to the counter and said firmly, "This is not a bookstore, miss, please go slowly."

Vanessa took out a heavy money bag, threw it on the counter, and said bluntly, "This is the deposit. If you find it, I'll pay another ten Galleons."

Bork shook his purse and opened the corner of his mouth: "This book is out of print."

"The manuscript is also fine, as long as it has not been tampered with or torn."

Bork slowly poured out the Galleons in the money bag, put them into the cash drawer, made a gesture of please wait, and climbed up a wooden ladder.He rummaged through the top cabinet, and the dust fell like snow, choking his throat.After a while he pulled out a book from under a pile of sundries and handed it to Vanessa.

Vanessa excitedly opened the part of the Horcrux without any damage.Satisfied, she placed the ten Galleons on the counter.Just as she was about to leave, Bok stopped her: "You may need to write other books..." He walked around the counter, walked to an unused locker, and pulled out a book, "I can Give you a discount."

She took it, and on the cover of the book was another line of frayed titles "Secrets of Cutting-Edge Dark Arts Revealed".Bock tapped the book with his withered fingers: "You will need it, twenty Galleons."

After leaving the store, there was heavy snow in the sky, and Vanessa was holding two books wrapped in parchment.She wasn't in a hurry to go back.There are still two weeks until Christmas, and she wants to buy Christmas gifts for everyone first.

This is not a small expense. For the children of the Weasley family, she selected the magical fireworks from the Magic Joke Store and the stationery from the Changing Ink Stationery Store for the children of the Weasley family, and bought them for Arthur and Molly from the Clothes Store. Ties and scarves.Thinking of Ginny's cute recovery card, she picked out a copy of "Handmade Gifts" for her at Lihen Bookstore. Instead, she didn't plan to give Hermione a book, but at Mrs. Primpinell's beauty potion shop. Bought her a bottle of hair softener.

The snow fell harder and harder, and the cold wind penetrated into her body along the neckline, and Vanessa tightened her scarf tightly.She wandered the streets aimlessly, trying to choose a gift that would suit Snape.

Perhaps most of the gifts Snape had received were books, cauldrons and potion ingredients, and she just didn't want to give them.In fact, she had only given him a Christmas present once, and she had pissed him off enough.Thinking of Snape's face at that time, Vanessa's eyes were crescent-shaped.

At that time, the Christmas holiday had just ended, and it was a snowy evening. Vanessa was not afraid of the cold, wearing a plaid skirt with bare legs and a light gray woolen cloak.She got off the Hogwarts Express arm in arm with her friends, and a Gryffindor boy whose name she didn't remember followed behind to help her pull the suitcase—anyway, countless boys struggled to help her with it, no need It's useless.

The dinner party was about to start, and Vanessa went to the bathroom on the first floor to touch up her makeup. As soon as she went out, she saw Snape walking towards her, and her heart beat uncontrollably a few rows faster.

"Long time no see, Severus, you can't wait to see me."

"Shut up." Snape interrupted her viciously, and pulled out a black quill from his schoolbag, "Did you change it?"

At first glance, the quill looks like a regular one, but Vanessa recognizes it as the prank quill she bought from Zonko's joke store before the holidays - if anyone tries to write with it, it will spit out a long stream of ink.From the first sight she thought it was a good fit for Snape, he was always learning and should have more fun.

Vanessa was afraid that Snape would not accept her gift, so she secretly swapped it with the one in his schoolbag while he was concentrating on making potions.

"Yeah, don't you like the gift I gave you?"

Snape's face darkened even more, and he said sharply, "Have you played enough?"

Vanessa smiled lightly: "No, I like you so much." She approached without fear, stood on tiptoe, her bright red and black hair were almost intertwined, "If I don't do this, you Didn't you take the initiative to come to me?"

He took a step back: "Where's my quill?" The tone of the question was less severe.

Vanessa deliberately acted as if she was wronged. In less than a second, the warm brown peach blossom eyes were misty: "It's been a long time since I saw you, don't you miss me?"

"You should really pry open your skull to see what's inside." Snape was unmoved, "I don't have as much time as you to think about such nonsense."

"Then there's no time to think about Evans?" Vanessa poked his chest with her finger, Snape silently turned her head away, she was amused by his awkward look, "I'll just take it as your acquiescence."

After searching for a while in the satchel she was carrying, she took out a rectangular black velvet gift box with a dark green ribbon on it.Her hands-on ability has always been poor, and it took a day just to study how to wrap presents.

It contained Snape's quill she had secretly replaced. She found that the first knuckle of Snape's middle finger had been callused by the quill, and wanted to help him make the pen holder more comfortable.

Vanessa noticed that Snape's questioning eyes rested on the latte, and she snorted heavily, her face burning hot.She stuffed the present into Snape's hand and said, "This is my Christmas present to you, you... you can go back and see."

Snape looked at the presents and said critically: "I didn't expect Miss Weasley to be so interested in making each gift by herself, and the finished product is so unsatisfactory."

"What are you talking about, I only made you a gift with my own hands!" Vanessa covered her mouth suddenly, her cheeks became hotter, "Anyway, if you don't like it, just throw it away! I'm going to the dinner party!" She turned and ran, as if fear had melted into his eyes.

It wasn't until the nib of that pen was worn out that she couldn't write anymore that Snape replaced it with a new one, and she was happy for a long time.

Vanessa made up her mind, went back to the changing ink stationery store and bought a charcoal-colored swan quill. She hadn't done anything with her own hands for many years, so she had to study it carefully.

Unable to carry any more, she struggled to free one hand to wave her wand, and returned to Hogsmeade.