hp Ouroboros
Chapter 58
"What kind of madness have you been in the past few days..." Camille said weakly in their empty classroom of "Magic Little Practice".She was taking a nap just now, but being very sensitive to sight, she always felt that someone was staring at her from the opposite side—since there were only her and Sylvia in the empty classroom, who was staring at her taking a nap? In other words, "Don't you always have a pile of books to read? It's too weird to stare at other people taking a nap!"
"Sorry Cam, I was a little distracted." Sylvia apologized softly, lowered her head and buried herself behind the book.
This is so strange!This woman didn't make fun of her, but just apologized like that?When did she become so honest!The weirdness in Camille's heart had nowhere to vent, so he had to talk to himself in his heart.
Not only Camille felt weird, but Sylvia herself also felt that she was really weird recently.
She found that she often stared at Camille in a daze recently, or stared at Camille's face intently. Sylvia noticed that although the scars on Camille's face had fully recovered, there was a line at the foot of the eyebrow. The thin scar did not recover, and Camille's perfect and straight eyebrows were faintly divided into two sections by the thin scar at the end one-fifth of the place.But after Sylvia apologized and told Camille about it, Camille looked in the mirror by himself, his eyes were almost cross-eyed, and he finally saw the little bit of unnaturalness.
What Camille didn't know was that Sylvia not only stared at her a lot recently, but also suppressed the strange urge to fiddle with her hair and the corners of her clothes—that was really weird, and Sylvia felt that she might be It turned into a metamorphosis overnight, otherwise, who would stare at his friend all the time, and at the same time keep wanting to touch his friend's hair and pull on his friend's clothes? !
A pair of carved eyes were burning with golden flames... Sylvia felt so hot that she was about to sweat, and then she vaguely heard a voice, which was a deep cello-like female voice, very familiar the voice, but Sylvia couldn't remember whose voice it was for a moment, she just felt that the voice made her tremble all over—the trembling of joy.
"It's okay, it's over, you can take a rest..." Sylvia heard what the voice that made her feel happy, just... rest?Sylvia heard that voice was gradually getting quieter... No!She can't rest now, why did that voice stop!
"No!" After trembling suddenly, Sylvia suddenly yelled and sat up from the bed, panting, she grabbed the clothes close to her heart, trying to ease the tingling feeling coming from her heart, Reaching out to touch her cheek, she actually touched tears!
It was Camille's voice. Sylvia, who woke up from her sleep in the middle of the night, was very sure that the voice that just appeared in her dream and echoed incessantly came from her friend... It's just that there is probably no one in this world who would be just because of a friend. The comforting voice stopped and woke up sadly. In other words, no one in the world would feel extremely happy when dreaming of the voice and eyes of a friend.
Perhaps... Sylvia thought of a thought that shocked her. She lifted off the thick green blanket with silver borders. She didn't even have time to put on the thin coat on the back of the chair, and walked quickly with bare feet Going to the small box where she kept the potion, she grabbed out the bottle of poison 'Psychedelic Dreamland' that Professor Snape asked her to analyze.
The lake-blue potion, as clear as lake water, looked extraordinarily dreamy under the weak light of the wall lamp. Sylvia sat on the only single armrest sofa in her bedroom, opened the frosted glass bottle cap, and a faint sweet fragrance emanated come out.She has thoroughly researched this poison in the summer vacation of her second grade, and she is naturally clear about the effects of this "psychedelic dream": just drink a few drops, and in a short time The inner experience is almost close to the real dream, which is the deepest desire of a person.Because the dream is too real, many people will drink it in one breath after a short experience, and then they will indulge in the beautiful but illusory dream forever, unless they are forcibly given the antidote within 24 hours, otherwise they will never again Also won't wake up.
Sylvia even took out the analysis report made during the summer vacation of the second grade and read it from beginning to end. Doing research and actually using such a terrible poison are two completely different things. Sylvia put a stack of ten A few pages of the report were casually placed on the small desk next to her, and she sat on the sofa and hesitated for a while, but she finally decided that she couldn't go on like this anymore, she needed an answer, so she mustered up the courage to drop three drops into her mouth The lake-blue main agent quickly added a drop of transparent auxiliary agent.
Sylvia swallowed the sweet liquid medicine, but... there seems to be no reaction?Sylvia was a little puzzled, she even had time to cap the glass bottles of the two potions, stood up and put them back in her small potion box.
"Knock, click!" Just after Sylvia closed the potion box, there was a knock on the door.
It's all this time, which idiot is going to disturb her?Sylvia thought impatiently, since she inherited the Slytherin family, the other little snakes in the college seemed to be a different person to her. They were not flattering and wanted to invite her to the family dinner at Christmas. , is to respectfully keep a distance.Although she was impatient, Sylvia still stood up and went to open the door. Maybe something really happened?
When she opened the door, Sylvia was stunned. The person standing at the door was not any student from Slytherin House, but Camille, who belonged to Gryffindor, who would never appear here.
So the medicine has already begun to work? !Sylvia was taken aback, she didn't feel any difference at all, the warmth from holding the potion bottle in her hand for a long time, the bitter smell of potion when she opened the potion box, touched the dormitory The cold touch of the silver-plated doorknob...it's too real!
"I heard from the Slytherin students that you passed out, and you seem to be fine? I deliberately changed my school uniform and ran in behind some idiots." Camille frowned slightly and looked unhappy.
It was only then that Sylvia noticed that the color of the college badge and tie on Camille had turned into Slytherin's snake and silver green!Wait a minute, is this the drug's dream or reality?What Camille said sounds reasonable too? ——It is not uncommon for Gryffindors to be teased by Slytherin students. Camille's transfiguration is indeed capable of temporarily deforming school uniforms with special magic...
"I passed out and they will send me to the medical wing. How can it be your turn to come and see me?" Sylvia decided to stand still, and she turned sideways to let Camille come in.
Camille snorted, "I overheard them arguing about whether they should support Voldemort, who has never known his life or death, or turn to support you, the heir of Slytherin who suddenly popped up, and then there is a proud greasy face The little boy walked over to them as if to show off, saying that he fainted you with poison, so that they don’t have to quarrel anymore, and someone will clean you up after a while.”
"You mean Draco, the young master of the Malfoy family? Oh, he has platinum blonde hair, so he's easy to recognize."
Camille nodded, "It's that kid. I followed him and his two orangutan-like followers. He was also stupid, and he didn't even realize that I was sneaking in behind them."
"So you were worried that something would happen to me, so you just ran straight into Slytherin's evil lair?" Sylvia smiled inexplicably. She couldn't tell whether the current situation was true or not, but she was indeed happy. Decided to temporarily put aside the matter of thinking about the reality of the scene in front of me.
"Hmph! You said that you want to train my roommate to become a master of magic fighting. She is far from a 'master'! If you die now, where can I become a magic partner!" Camille's golden eyes Looking elsewhere, he said insincerely.
The smile on Sylvia's face grew bigger and bigger, and at this moment, a burst of soft music sounded.
"What's that?" Camille looked towards the place where the sound came from. It was Sylvia's homemade magic clock.
"Oh! This is the magic clock I made myself. I haven't been sleeping very well recently, so I added a new function to it. If I stay awake for too long at night and can't fall asleep, it will start playing some soft music. It is said that Helps sleep." Sylvia explained, her soft voice matched the soft and peaceful music.
"What's the use of listening to music in bed if you can't fall asleep? I think what you need is exercise, not the one waving a magic wand, it's real exercise!" Camille said, standing up from the single armchair, Stretching out a hand to Sylvia, "It's not a good time for running and exercising, but I think dancing is also a good exercise?"
Sylvia couldn't believe it, Camille invited her to dance with her?In the bedroom?Although she hadn't reacted in her head, Sylvia had already put her hand on Camille's, and was pulled up by her with a smile on her face.When Sylvia came back to her senses, she had already danced lightly with Camille in her small bedroom.
Camille's hand was on her waist, and Sylvia felt that her waist was about to burn. The place where their hands were clasped was emitting heat. Camille's body temperature was indeed higher than hers, and her hands were very hot. warmth.
It felt like they hadn't jumped a few steps before the music from Sylvia's magic clock switched to the next song, which was a slower song with a more relaxed rhythm.Suddenly, Camille's hand holding her waist changed into an embrace. His slender and powerful arms almost hugged Sylvia into his arms. The hand that was originally holding her also hugged her After getting on her waist, Camille clasped her hands behind Sylvia's waist—she really took Sylvia into her arms.
Sylvia put both hands on Camille's shoulders. Even though she knew that their current posture was a slow dance posture, she was still nervous and shy. Compared with the general slow dance posture, Kamil Mir's embracing has clearly exceeded the standard.
Sylvia heard that she was so nervous that she almost forgot, and when she thought about it, she hurriedly breathed heavily, and a burst of light laughter came from her forehead. The voice was as deep and beautiful as a cello, "So you're still nervous!"
Sylvia looked up at Camille, her golden beast-like eyes were now like burning golden flames, and the heat spread between the two who were almost close to each other.At some point, their gentle dance steps stopped, Sylvia looked into Camille's eyes fascinatedly, and Camille...she slowly lowered her head and approached Sylvia, Sylvia probably knew What would happen next, she didn't want to avoid at all, on the contrary, she anxiously longed for Camille's approach.
She simply raised her head and closed her eyes, waiting for a sweet touch...
Waited...and nothing happened!
Sylvia opened her eyes with some blame and confusion—nothing happened...yes, nothing...the only thing in the room was her sitting in the armchair alone, the "psychedelic dream" The potion bottle fell on the plush carpet on the floor, the magic clock beside the bed was playing music, the fireplace was not lit, and the room was terribly cold - no knocking, no conversation, no hugs... no Camille.
Resisting her desire to pick up the potion on the ground and pour it all down suddenly, Sylvia hugged herself and shivered on the sofa with her whole body cold, her tears kept falling silently, absorbed by the thin pajamas, scorching hot The tears turned into cold loss and pain.
"Psychedelic dreams, mixed with part of the reality in the environment to create an almost completely real or even logical situation, but the fake is fake, and the dream always has a moment of waking up." Sylvia herself The comments on the potion, written at the end of the report, were spread out on the table next to the armchair.
"Sorry Cam, I was a little distracted." Sylvia apologized softly, lowered her head and buried herself behind the book.
This is so strange!This woman didn't make fun of her, but just apologized like that?When did she become so honest!The weirdness in Camille's heart had nowhere to vent, so he had to talk to himself in his heart.
Not only Camille felt weird, but Sylvia herself also felt that she was really weird recently.
She found that she often stared at Camille in a daze recently, or stared at Camille's face intently. Sylvia noticed that although the scars on Camille's face had fully recovered, there was a line at the foot of the eyebrow. The thin scar did not recover, and Camille's perfect and straight eyebrows were faintly divided into two sections by the thin scar at the end one-fifth of the place.But after Sylvia apologized and told Camille about it, Camille looked in the mirror by himself, his eyes were almost cross-eyed, and he finally saw the little bit of unnaturalness.
What Camille didn't know was that Sylvia not only stared at her a lot recently, but also suppressed the strange urge to fiddle with her hair and the corners of her clothes—that was really weird, and Sylvia felt that she might be It turned into a metamorphosis overnight, otherwise, who would stare at his friend all the time, and at the same time keep wanting to touch his friend's hair and pull on his friend's clothes? !
A pair of carved eyes were burning with golden flames... Sylvia felt so hot that she was about to sweat, and then she vaguely heard a voice, which was a deep cello-like female voice, very familiar the voice, but Sylvia couldn't remember whose voice it was for a moment, she just felt that the voice made her tremble all over—the trembling of joy.
"It's okay, it's over, you can take a rest..." Sylvia heard what the voice that made her feel happy, just... rest?Sylvia heard that voice was gradually getting quieter... No!She can't rest now, why did that voice stop!
"No!" After trembling suddenly, Sylvia suddenly yelled and sat up from the bed, panting, she grabbed the clothes close to her heart, trying to ease the tingling feeling coming from her heart, Reaching out to touch her cheek, she actually touched tears!
It was Camille's voice. Sylvia, who woke up from her sleep in the middle of the night, was very sure that the voice that just appeared in her dream and echoed incessantly came from her friend... It's just that there is probably no one in this world who would be just because of a friend. The comforting voice stopped and woke up sadly. In other words, no one in the world would feel extremely happy when dreaming of the voice and eyes of a friend.
Perhaps... Sylvia thought of a thought that shocked her. She lifted off the thick green blanket with silver borders. She didn't even have time to put on the thin coat on the back of the chair, and walked quickly with bare feet Going to the small box where she kept the potion, she grabbed out the bottle of poison 'Psychedelic Dreamland' that Professor Snape asked her to analyze.
The lake-blue potion, as clear as lake water, looked extraordinarily dreamy under the weak light of the wall lamp. Sylvia sat on the only single armrest sofa in her bedroom, opened the frosted glass bottle cap, and a faint sweet fragrance emanated come out.She has thoroughly researched this poison in the summer vacation of her second grade, and she is naturally clear about the effects of this "psychedelic dream": just drink a few drops, and in a short time The inner experience is almost close to the real dream, which is the deepest desire of a person.Because the dream is too real, many people will drink it in one breath after a short experience, and then they will indulge in the beautiful but illusory dream forever, unless they are forcibly given the antidote within 24 hours, otherwise they will never again Also won't wake up.
Sylvia even took out the analysis report made during the summer vacation of the second grade and read it from beginning to end. Doing research and actually using such a terrible poison are two completely different things. Sylvia put a stack of ten A few pages of the report were casually placed on the small desk next to her, and she sat on the sofa and hesitated for a while, but she finally decided that she couldn't go on like this anymore, she needed an answer, so she mustered up the courage to drop three drops into her mouth The lake-blue main agent quickly added a drop of transparent auxiliary agent.
Sylvia swallowed the sweet liquid medicine, but... there seems to be no reaction?Sylvia was a little puzzled, she even had time to cap the glass bottles of the two potions, stood up and put them back in her small potion box.
"Knock, click!" Just after Sylvia closed the potion box, there was a knock on the door.
It's all this time, which idiot is going to disturb her?Sylvia thought impatiently, since she inherited the Slytherin family, the other little snakes in the college seemed to be a different person to her. They were not flattering and wanted to invite her to the family dinner at Christmas. , is to respectfully keep a distance.Although she was impatient, Sylvia still stood up and went to open the door. Maybe something really happened?
When she opened the door, Sylvia was stunned. The person standing at the door was not any student from Slytherin House, but Camille, who belonged to Gryffindor, who would never appear here.
So the medicine has already begun to work? !Sylvia was taken aback, she didn't feel any difference at all, the warmth from holding the potion bottle in her hand for a long time, the bitter smell of potion when she opened the potion box, touched the dormitory The cold touch of the silver-plated doorknob...it's too real!
"I heard from the Slytherin students that you passed out, and you seem to be fine? I deliberately changed my school uniform and ran in behind some idiots." Camille frowned slightly and looked unhappy.
It was only then that Sylvia noticed that the color of the college badge and tie on Camille had turned into Slytherin's snake and silver green!Wait a minute, is this the drug's dream or reality?What Camille said sounds reasonable too? ——It is not uncommon for Gryffindors to be teased by Slytherin students. Camille's transfiguration is indeed capable of temporarily deforming school uniforms with special magic...
"I passed out and they will send me to the medical wing. How can it be your turn to come and see me?" Sylvia decided to stand still, and she turned sideways to let Camille come in.
Camille snorted, "I overheard them arguing about whether they should support Voldemort, who has never known his life or death, or turn to support you, the heir of Slytherin who suddenly popped up, and then there is a proud greasy face The little boy walked over to them as if to show off, saying that he fainted you with poison, so that they don’t have to quarrel anymore, and someone will clean you up after a while.”
"You mean Draco, the young master of the Malfoy family? Oh, he has platinum blonde hair, so he's easy to recognize."
Camille nodded, "It's that kid. I followed him and his two orangutan-like followers. He was also stupid, and he didn't even realize that I was sneaking in behind them."
"So you were worried that something would happen to me, so you just ran straight into Slytherin's evil lair?" Sylvia smiled inexplicably. She couldn't tell whether the current situation was true or not, but she was indeed happy. Decided to temporarily put aside the matter of thinking about the reality of the scene in front of me.
"Hmph! You said that you want to train my roommate to become a master of magic fighting. She is far from a 'master'! If you die now, where can I become a magic partner!" Camille's golden eyes Looking elsewhere, he said insincerely.
The smile on Sylvia's face grew bigger and bigger, and at this moment, a burst of soft music sounded.
"What's that?" Camille looked towards the place where the sound came from. It was Sylvia's homemade magic clock.
"Oh! This is the magic clock I made myself. I haven't been sleeping very well recently, so I added a new function to it. If I stay awake for too long at night and can't fall asleep, it will start playing some soft music. It is said that Helps sleep." Sylvia explained, her soft voice matched the soft and peaceful music.
"What's the use of listening to music in bed if you can't fall asleep? I think what you need is exercise, not the one waving a magic wand, it's real exercise!" Camille said, standing up from the single armchair, Stretching out a hand to Sylvia, "It's not a good time for running and exercising, but I think dancing is also a good exercise?"
Sylvia couldn't believe it, Camille invited her to dance with her?In the bedroom?Although she hadn't reacted in her head, Sylvia had already put her hand on Camille's, and was pulled up by her with a smile on her face.When Sylvia came back to her senses, she had already danced lightly with Camille in her small bedroom.
Camille's hand was on her waist, and Sylvia felt that her waist was about to burn. The place where their hands were clasped was emitting heat. Camille's body temperature was indeed higher than hers, and her hands were very hot. warmth.
It felt like they hadn't jumped a few steps before the music from Sylvia's magic clock switched to the next song, which was a slower song with a more relaxed rhythm.Suddenly, Camille's hand holding her waist changed into an embrace. His slender and powerful arms almost hugged Sylvia into his arms. The hand that was originally holding her also hugged her After getting on her waist, Camille clasped her hands behind Sylvia's waist—she really took Sylvia into her arms.
Sylvia put both hands on Camille's shoulders. Even though she knew that their current posture was a slow dance posture, she was still nervous and shy. Compared with the general slow dance posture, Kamil Mir's embracing has clearly exceeded the standard.
Sylvia heard that she was so nervous that she almost forgot, and when she thought about it, she hurriedly breathed heavily, and a burst of light laughter came from her forehead. The voice was as deep and beautiful as a cello, "So you're still nervous!"
Sylvia looked up at Camille, her golden beast-like eyes were now like burning golden flames, and the heat spread between the two who were almost close to each other.At some point, their gentle dance steps stopped, Sylvia looked into Camille's eyes fascinatedly, and Camille...she slowly lowered her head and approached Sylvia, Sylvia probably knew What would happen next, she didn't want to avoid at all, on the contrary, she anxiously longed for Camille's approach.
She simply raised her head and closed her eyes, waiting for a sweet touch...
Waited...and nothing happened!
Sylvia opened her eyes with some blame and confusion—nothing happened...yes, nothing...the only thing in the room was her sitting in the armchair alone, the "psychedelic dream" The potion bottle fell on the plush carpet on the floor, the magic clock beside the bed was playing music, the fireplace was not lit, and the room was terribly cold - no knocking, no conversation, no hugs... no Camille.
Resisting her desire to pick up the potion on the ground and pour it all down suddenly, Sylvia hugged herself and shivered on the sofa with her whole body cold, her tears kept falling silently, absorbed by the thin pajamas, scorching hot The tears turned into cold loss and pain.
"Psychedelic dreams, mixed with part of the reality in the environment to create an almost completely real or even logical situation, but the fake is fake, and the dream always has a moment of waking up." Sylvia herself The comments on the potion, written at the end of the report, were spread out on the table next to the armchair.
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