HP's Lost and the Lighthouse

Winters are always colder in the Hogwarts cellars than in the rest of the castle.

Snape stared at the bubbling gray potion in front of him, his deep black eyes brighter than usual.He didn't care about the moist mist in the air that condensed into water vapor just after evaporating from the crucible due to the low temperature, and concentrated on slowly adding a dried and crushed hay powder into the crucible.

It wasn't the first potion he'd made this term, but Snape was adamant that every potion required dedication - and he enjoyed it just as much.

After just a few stirrings, the gray potion slowly became clear and stabilized in a translucent state.The man lowered his head and sniffed with his slightly larger nose than ordinary people, and a somewhat smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

——The potion that was added last is not necessary for Wolfsbane potion, he just made a subtle calculation so that this potion can add a little bit of other ingredients without affecting the properties of the potion.In this way, this pot of potion can be preserved for a longer time, the only disadvantage is that the taste will change a little bit.

Thinking of the moths that Lupine made in Defense Against the Dark Arts class a few days ago, the smile on the corner of Snape's mouth became more obvious-obviously, that kind of change was not a bad change for him at all.

With such a triumphant mood, Snape found a goblet filled with a glass of Wolfsbane, and happily went out to Lupine's office.

"Come in." Lupine answered his knock loudly.Snape opened the door, and to his surprise, Harry Potter was also sitting in Lupin's office.Seeing that it was Snape, the boy subconsciously showed a wary look.

The man's footsteps stopped suddenly, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the two of them with his eyes.

Naturally, he knew very well that with the relationship between Lupine and James Potter, it was strange that this guy didn't take a chance to get close to Potter.He was just a little surprised why Lupine chose this time - Potter didn't know, but Lupine should know clearly that werewolves were also dangerous to a certain extent a few days before the full moon.

"Ah, Severus," Lupine smiled, "thank you very much. Will you put it on the table?"

Snape put down his wine glass as promised, his eyes still moving back and forth between the two.This time Lupine caught his gaze, and the smile suddenly faded.

"I'm showing Harry my Grindylow," he said, still smiling, pointing to his tank.

"That's interesting," Snape replied without looking, his eyes resting on Lupine's face. "You should drink it right away, Lupine."

"Okay, okay," Lupine's smile faded under Snape's wary gaze, "I'll drink it," he replied.

"I've boiled a pot full," said Snape, "I'm afraid you'll need more." His meaningful gaze slid from Lupine's face to Harry again.Lupine seemed to notice, and didn't seem to notice, but the smile was no longer on his face.

"I probably should drink some more tomorrow." He stared at the smoking goblet on the table. "Thank you very much, Severus."

"You're welcome." Snape replied blankly, gave Lupine another warning look, and exited the room in a very alert manner.

Before closing the door, the potions professor deliberately turned his head to give Harry a sideways glance. The boy was looking at the smoking potion on the table with the same vigilance, and said nothing.

—Potter would probably feel that he secretly boiled some kind of poison on Lupine.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth in pleasure.

As Potter's most hated professor in the school, Snape knew the boy quite well, which naturally included a bit of metaphysical luck.Anyway, whether it's true or not, it seems like Potter has a particularly unlucky nightclub night before Halloween, which usually means something big is going to happen at school.

If it was Snape in the past, he would definitely not believe in the illusory theory of luck. However, since the prophecy was made, he still believed in such a theory to some extent.

He couldn't imagine where today's mess would come from, but as luck would have it, Hallow's Eve happened to be the night of the full moon - and the only unstable factor Snape could think of was sitting at his fingertips.

This made him unable to bear looking at Remus Lupine who was chatting and laughing with the surrounding professors frequently.Although the man has absolute confidence in the potion he brews, there are too many ways to make the potion not work.Even if Lupine forgot to drink those potions...

Even Professor Sprout, who was sitting in the corner, noticed that something was wrong with him. The head of Hufflepuff was always kind and considerate. At this moment, he thought that Snape remembered the experience that he was almost bitten by Lupine. , so he didn't remind Snape that his abnormal behavior even attracted the attention of the students, but turned sideways and chatted with him as if nothing had happened.

Snape didn't realize the misunderstanding of these colleagues for a while, he was full of ideas on how to get Lupine out of this auditorium full of students, it would be best if he could get some more wolfbane potion for the other party... Although It doesn't necessarily work, but it's better than nothing.

Thinking about things in my heart, naturally the conversation with Sprout was inconsistent, and the disoriented appearance caused the professor of herbal medicine to flash worry in his eyes.The old and kind witch exchanged glances with Professor McGonagall, who was talking to Lupin, and the vice-principal changed the subject without a trace. Not long after, she led Lupin out of the auditorium unobtrusively.