hp Ouroboros

Moonstone, belladonna, wormwood, sound bird brain, sneezeweed root, sleepy bean juice, these are the analysis that Sylvia submitted to Professor Snape on the last day of confinement.

"What is this?" Snape asked with a frown, of course he knew what it was - Sylvia analyzed all the main ingredients of that dose of 'psychedelic dreams', which really made the strict Snape Nep gasped inwardly.His original intention was to make things difficult for this talented girl, and a proud attitude cannot be brought into potion research, but she surprised him once again.

The girl was only in the first grade this year, and Snape didn't want to believe that a girl who hadn't been introduced to the wizarding world at the age of seven could do it in just five years.It is very possible that she learned spells very well. Sylvia had already demonstrated her powerful magic power several times that of her peers in the chief duel of Slytherin.But Potions is different, a lot of reading and practice, and even countless failures, all of which will take time to accumulate, no matter how talented you are in potions, you can't skip these steps.

"These should be the main ingredients in the potion you gave me. Of course, I only know these. How to cook it, and some minor ingredients, I don't have the ability to analyze it for the time being. Most of these ingredients The properties of the medicines are all in conflict with each other, so I think there must be something else, otherwise I thought about it, if I really boil it like this, if I am unlucky, I will blow the crucible and fry it. Even if I am lucky, I will cook a pot completely. Meaningless things." Sylvia replied seriously, she really wanted to learn something from this potions master, not to mention the "special reminder" from the headmaster who was born in Slytherin ' You can know that his extra request for Sylvia is completely confidential.

Sylvia's explanation made Snape believe that the compositional analysis was entirely done by her.A young wizard with amazing talents... that's all Snape could tell himself.

After teaching for almost ten years, I was forced to watch those stupid little monsters spoiling those materials every day. Finally, a student who was talented and interested in studying potions appeared, and looked at Sylvia with a spark of curiosity. With silvery blue eyes, Snape's rare mood improved.

Snape went to sit behind his old desk, threw Sylvia's parchment back to her, and said casually: "The absinthe you wrote is inaccurate, what should be needed is absinthe." Absinthe wormwood is the refined extract, I think Miss Cassandra probably understands the difference between absinthe wormwood and simple wormwood."

"Oh..." Sylvia's brain turned quickly, but she immediately discovered the problem, "If absinthe brain is used, then this potion should have a hallucinogenic effect? ​​But the experimental mice died directly. .”

"It's a bit of a brain, but I must say that I only gave you half a dose of medicine yesterday..." Snape took out a small glass bottle from his robes, put it on the table, and pushed it to Searle Via.

When you open the glass bottle, you don't need to approach the mouth of the bottle at all, and a strong smell of mint and anise comes out.

"Ah! Peppermint and anise seed not only increase the aroma but also remove the lethal effect."

"And gently amplified the hallucinogenic effect. Of course, there are other auxiliary materials in this dose of 'psychedelic dreamland'." Snape added, he took out a piece of paper, quickly wrote something and signed it, and threw it to Sylvia, "Since you can't think of the complete formula and brewing method, it is obviously impossible for you to make an antidote, so I think you may need to expand your knowledge of potions."

What Snape threw over was Sylvia's borrowing slip that Sylvia had been planning for a long time. Now that it was finally in her hands, she thanked her Potions professor with a smile: "Thank you, Professor, I'll go back Take a good look." Well, take a good look in various senses.

"I hope to see a complete analysis report of psychedelic dreams and the corresponding antidote report before the next semester starts." Snape said seriously, this is a difficult research, especially for Sylvia I will also complete it alone, "Similarly, I only asked you to enrich the contents of the seventh-grade NEWTs on analyzing antidotes tonight."

"Yes, Professor Snape, it is difficult to create an antidote. Not all poisons can be solved with goat stones." Sylvia replied obediently, concealing that she was beyond the level of seventh grade at Hogwarts Her potion ability was Professor Snape's protection of Silence, and she was very happy and thankful for his help, not to mention that she also got the borrowing slip for the restricted area of ​​the library that she was thinking of.

Although it was much earlier, she understood that Professor Snape had let her go, and she said goodbye to him respectfully: "Good night, Professor Snape."

After getting what she wanted, Sylvia was in a very good mood, and the labor service ended early, huh?By the way, it seems that the first grade of Gryffindor has astronomy class tonight?Sylvia left the cellar and turned into the auditorium, looking at the delicious food on the Slytherin table, oh, that chicken leg looks delicious...

So Camille can't eat dinner and has to go to class again, tsk tsk, how pathetic.Sylvia gracefully separated the bone from the chicken leg with a knife and fork, looked at the shiny chicken leg, rolled her eyes, and suddenly thought of a fun idea, oh, that little werewolf will thank her in the end!

Snape had been prepared since he issued the loan slip, so he wasn't a bit surprised when Dumbledore called him to the Headmaster's office again two weeks later.

"Oh, good evening, Severus, I haven't seen you coming to the hall for dinner just now, maybe you plan to order something first?" Dumbledore looked expectantly at Snape, who was pale and greasy, "Potion Although it is important, you still have to remember to eat! Oh! By the way, I still have a piece of strawberry cream cake here, do you want a piece?"

"Hmph, as long as the interrogation is over as soon as possible, the honorable Mr. Headmaster, the poor potions professor can go back to the cellar to enjoy his 'normal' dinner!" Snape shook his head, oh, the hair is a little too greasy, said It might affect tomorrow's potion experiment, tsk, as long as the old bee lets him go quickly, he can go back to take a hot bath and eat some veal steak.

Dumbledore nodded, and took back his strawberry cake with only one piece left with a happy face. After making sure that the cake had been put on a cryogenic preservation spell, Dumbledore turned back and looked at Snape.

"Pings from the library *blocked keyword* recently confirmed with me again and again whether Sylvia, who is only in the first grade, is eligible to enter the restricted area. I saw that Miss Cassandra took yours Signed note, so I want to confirm with you that she has borrowed several very advanced and dangerous potion books."

"Let me guess what potion books they are... "Poisonous Magical Plants and Their Origins", "Mixing Principles of Antidotes" and "Preservation Catalog of Advanced Potion Materials"." Snape said disdainfully, using The wand brought out a silver-green soft chair, "These are the books that I will most likely use for her self-study content. If Miss Cassandra had a little bit of wisdom, these books would definitely be borrowed Get out. Of course...the first time you enter the forbidden book area, I think most people who are fascinated by potions should borrow a copy of "Powerful Potion", even if that book is of no help to this subject."

Dumbledore nodded affirmatively, "Ah, yes, yes, Miss Cassandra borrowed all the books you mentioned, but she also borrowed a few other books on advanced potions and poisons."

"Hey, if that lady's reading speed is at least within the range of a normal little wizard, I think she can find out from so many books in the little time left that she can help her complete the NETWs antidote production test questions. The odds are really slim." Snape said mockingly with a falsely pleased expression.

"You asked me to observe Miss Cassandra more. I didn't observe anything else, but I observed that her theoretical understanding of potions has almost reached the level of the seventh grade, but the actual configuration... hmph, then It's another matter." Snape stood up and pushed the soft chair back to the corner where it was originally, "I think it's rare to meet a little wizard who is still a little patient in studying potions, humble potions The professor should have the right to raise some points?"

"Of course, Severus, I'm glad you've finally discovered the cuteness of young wizards." Dumbledore said with relief and even raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes.

Snape frowned fiercely, very disapproving of the old headmaster's understanding, "I probably won't be able to understand the 'cuteness' of those little trolls in my life, especially after knowing them for a few years, I will regret it In the case of turning into an adult troll... As for Miss Cassandra, will she also develop into a troll in the future... Heh, a person who can fight a werewolf in the first grade... I hope my meager A little mention can save her already thin IQ from being taken away by that Gryffindor werewolf." He especially emphasized the word 'werewolf'.

Although a Slytherin played well with a Gryffindor and occasionally brought back memories of his long past, when that Gryffindor was a werewolf... Snape felt that he hadn't particularly made things difficult for Camille so far. Benevolence is exhausted.

A Gryffindor werewolf attacking a Slytherin wizard? !The dark side of Snape's heart surged up, he should not have agreed to Camille's stupid idea of ​​not using Wolfsbane, no, he should not have agreed to Dumbledore's letting her go to school at all!

"Severus, be more patient. Miss Camille's courage is unparalleled, maybe she will succeed." Dumbledore smiled. He really likes Camille, a determined child. If Sylvia and her It's really good news to be good friends, "As for their duel, oh, I think it's just the lively play of the little wizards. Look, haven't the two of them been having a good time recently?" ? This is youth!"

"Perhaps you can be less harsh on Miss Cassandra? She is only in the first grade. Isn't it too burdensome to study potions at the seventh grade level now? She is young and needs to play with her friends It's time to make some good memories!"

"Hogwarts is a school!" Snape growled. He believed that if Professor McGonagall, the dean of Gryffindor, was here, he would definitely agree with him, just kidding? !Hell, this is school!

"I think Miss Cassandra is not willing to continue wasting time on basic potions, but is willing to learn some real potions, which is an extremely wise decision, otherwise I will start to worry that Mr. Principal will not be able to find it in a few years. The tragedy of the Potions Professor." Snape said with a sneer, turned around and didn't intend to say anything more, his potion was half boiled, so he couldn't leave for too long, and he hadn't had dinner yet, so he wasn't interested in continuing here Chatting with Dumbledore.

"After a few years? What's the matter, Severus? You don't plan to continue to be a potions master after a few years?" Dumbledore asked with concern.

Snape opened the door, and when he heard Dumbledore's question, he turned his head sharply, "Wait for that Potter... wait for revenge, wait for everything to calm down, even if I'm lucky enough to be alive... Dumbledore, You'll still need to change to a potions professor, and... I don't think such a lucky, small-probability event will happen at all."

"Severus..."

"By then," Snape interrupted Dumbledore, a hint of relieved confusion appearing on his perpetually sullen face, "my sins will all be paid for, Albus..."