hp Ouroboros

The rippling sunlight woke Sylvia from her sleep, her eyes opened, and Camille's peaceful sleeping face appeared in front of her.It took Sylvia five seconds to realize: she had slept on the couch in the Slytherin lounge all night...with Camille!

The transparent dome penetrates the sunlight refracted in the water into the lounge. Sylvia has never noticed the special beauty of the light shining through the lake and swaying with the water ripples before.

Maybe it was the light and shadow that kept shaking on his face, or maybe it was Sylvia's focused gaze. Camille frowned slightly with black eagle-like brows and opened his eyes. Sylvia had never seen Camille's eyes full of confusion. Gold, her eyebrows and eyes are generally sharp like a wild beast in the jungle, such a confused look looks really interesting.

"Good morning, Cam." Sylvia said with a smile, her voice was slightly hoarse as if she had just woken up, she brushed her long silver hair aside, and she lay on her stomach with her upper body propped up and looked at Camille softly.

Camille lay on the pillow and stared blankly at Sylvia, until the light shining on Sylvia's face shook violently with the water waves, and she came back to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream, and sat down awkwardly. up.

"Uh, good morning..." Last night...they danced, um, so that counts as dancing?Later Sylvia said those words... Oh, the atmosphere was a bit... Camille felt she couldn't describe it, anyway, she was looking at Sylvia's face intently—er, mainly the mouth ——At the time, that woman suddenly ran away!oh!But if Sylvia doesn't run away, what is she going to do...?Camille was a little unsure about her reaction last night.

never mind!forget about it!Sylvia went back to the dormitory and moved out some presents that she hadn't had time to unwrap. They unwrapped some together, and finally the two of them fell asleep on the sofa after a tiring day.

Camille was a little annoyed at her own insensitivity.Generally speaking, Camille has always considered herself a quick fighter, but emotionally she has to admit that she is like a slow troll!

Having said that, the gifts given by the Slytherin students are really luxurious...Camille felt a little guilty about the thin necklace he gave Sylvia, let alone the jewels, the one with only the thumb The frost flower made of titanium metal the size of a fingernail was still made by her with Transfiguration.

But it seems that Sylvia likes it quite a bit?Camille saw that what was hanging on Sylvia's slender neck was the necklace she gave her, and guessed uncertainly.

Sylvia got up and ran back to the dormitory to change clothes. Camille's slovenly character is really convenient sometimes, and her transfiguration technique is getting better and better--Camille just took off her robe last night, pajamas What a direct transformation can be solved.

When Sylvia returned to the lounge, the sofa bed where they slept last night had been brought back to its original shape by Camille.Sylvia is now beginning to regret why in the second grade she clearly gained attention in the academy, but she didn't accept the kindness of the prefect at that time to change to a larger dormitory - this double sofa can't fit into her current dormitory room! ——The sofa she slept with Camille, how could it just be placed in the lounge like this! !

Maybe she'll get a little authority at Hogwarts Castle after she inherits the Slytherin house?If not, oh!She's going to find a way to get some traceless space expansion spells for her small room! !

"Well...you haven't finished opening these presents..." Camille rubbed his neck, looking at the pile of gift boxes scattered on the ground without words, so the two sat down and continued to unwrap the presents.

"Oh! Miss Granger's gift? She is as considerate as you!" Sylvia flipped through the dark green wrapping paper and tied up with a silver ribbon in her hand, "But it really doesn't feel good all of a sudden. From a bunch of Slytherin presents."

"Then I'll give you a bright red wrapper next time! Gryffindor Tower is full of wrapping paper of this color." Camille said with a smirk. This woman never wears red clothes, and brighter colors are the most Also only available in silver and white.

She glared at Camille reproachfully, "I can accept the gold packaging, the dark red is also good, and the bright red... forget it..." Sylvia said while opening Miss Granger's package. As a gift, it was a beautiful loose-leaf notebook with the thin paper used by Muggles.Sylvia remembered that she complained about the parchment used by wizards in the empty classroom before the holiday. Although many magical spells need to be written on parchment to show their effects, if they are only used to remember It's really inconvenient to take notes, they are thick and heavy, and you can't write anything on one sheet.It seemed that Miss Granger, who was sitting on the side doing her homework, listened to her complaints.

At this moment, a letter fell out of the gift box, and Sylvia opened it curiously, and took out a two-page full letter.

Camille came closer, with a dissatisfied tone: "Granger wrote you a two-page dense letter? Hey! When did you become so 'talking about everything'!"

Shrugging, Sylvia heard the slight displeasure in Camille's tone, and leaned towards her with a sneaky smile. She leaned next to Camille, put Granger's letter between them and motioned for Camille to come along. look.Camille was a little embarrassed by Sylvia's obvious action to appease her, but she did feel that the little dissatisfaction that was whimpering in her heart just now would disappear without a trace.

After reading the letter, there was a moment of silence.

In her letter, Granger listed some of the findings and analytical guesses she had made with the Savior Boys and Ron Weasley this term.

Harry said that during the summer vacation, Hagrid not only took him to Diagon Alley, but also took it from a vault in Gringotts where there was only a small package wrapped in brown paper - Hermione clipped a piece of the Daily Prophet Later reports about "Gringotts being broken into"; then she writes about Hagrid accidentally revealing in a chat with them that he owns the three-headed dog that Headmaster Dumbledore borrowed to guard something , this kind of thing is still related to Nicholas—Hermione wrote down the conclusion of her analysis: the small package that Hagrid took away was the Philosopher’s Stone—so that is to say, in the room that Principal Dumbledore emphasized that he could not enter, three What the head dog is guarding is the Philosopher's Stone!

Thinking about the efficacy of the Philosopher's Stone, both Sylvia and Camille agreed with Granger's speculation - so urgent that they have to break into a place like Gringotts to grab the Philosopher's Stone, or to have the most powerful wizard in the wizarding world. Don't think that Hogwarts, where Dumbledore sits, came to steal the Philosopher's Stone... Voldemort is the only person who is so desperate.

Some of Harry's discoveries and speculations that Granger wrote down later pointed to the head of Slytherin, and their Potions professor Snape was the villain Voldemort had inserted into Hogwarts Castle.

"Why didn't they guess it was Professor Garlic?" Camille frowned in disapproval.

Sylvia turned her head and looked at Camille strangely, "I really think the relationship between you and Professor Snape is delicate."

"what happened?"

"Professor Snape hates Gryffindor students a little more than other houses, oh, although Hufflepuffs don't seem to be on his favorite list, but I find that he rarely troubles you?"

"Are you sure it's not because he seldom troubles me because I'm in the same class as his only apprentice?" Camille completely disagreed.

"Isn't that weird? If he doesn't treat you very well, but it feels like you have a good impression of him?"

"Not bad Peeves! I just thought that Principal Dumbledore could come forward to prove that he was a spy and save him. That's probably what happened. Professor Snape and Principal Dumbledore...I don't think very much about Snape The professor's tricks are comparable to that old man. Principal Dumbledore looks a lot like you—smiling is not a good thing!" Camille pretended to look disgusted, and she called the elf Sissy to deliver two breakfasts, He said while eating, "The professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts changes every year, this is where we can take advantage of the loophole! But Granger and the others think that Professor Snape is a bad guy."

"I also think Professor Quirrell feels weird, but I can't say what's weird..." Sylvia frowned slightly towards the campfire, and didn't eat a few bites of the breakfast in front of her.

Camille swallowed the ham and egg sandwich in her mouth, didn't pay special attention to Sylvia who was sitting beside her, and asked in a flat tone, "Have you already thought about it?"

This seemingly nonsensical question caused Sylvia to put down the fork holding the lettuce salad again, and she reached out to hold the cup of hot tea in her hand, "Well... Voldemort and I, there can only be one survive."

Although Sylvia and Camille always directly refer to Voldemort Voldemort as the dark wizard who made the entire British magical world change their colors, it does not mean that they despise him.Compared with such a Dark Lord who can make the wizarding world helpless, they are still too young.

"We will defeat him." Camille said solemnly, emphasizing the word 'we' at the end.

For the remaining days of the Christmas holiday, Camille stayed in the Slytherin lounge, doing homework and chatting with Sylvia. Of course, the natural duel field after the ring sofa in the Slytherin lounge was also Nothing is wasted.

All in all, Sylvia feels like she had the most satisfying Christmas break of her life so far!

The days after the start of school seemed to be the same as before. Both Sylvia and Camille pretended not to have received the letter from Granger at the same time. Since the beginning of the new semester, Sylvia and Camille have hardly seen Gryffindor's "Miss Know-It-All" in the empty classroom, and by the way even Ravenk Law's Miss Zhang was also missing, so they thought Granger might have told Cho about their ongoing relationship.

Now I just hope that Professor McGonagall doesn’t know yet... Camille just watched an extremely boring Quidditch match that ended in just 5 minutes, and sat alone in an empty classroom. Those who want to do their homework too much are in a daze.Recently, she was wondering if she should tell Professor McGonagall about them. Camille touched her nose, feeling a little hot on her face, and felt a rare embarrassment.

At this moment, after a soft sound of "Pfft!", the goblin Alger and Sylvia suddenly appeared in the empty classroom. Sylvia was holding a lot of parchment scrolls and some messy manuscript notes in her hands. .After the Christmas holiday, Sylvia became very busy, and she often went back and forth between the school and the manor.

"Oh! You're already back? Or did you not go to the game? I remember there was a Quidditch match today." Sylvia thanked Alger, and waited for it to disappear into the room, while talking He piled his belongings on a larger desk that had been newly moved out of the side for her.

"Go, about 5 minutes, the game is over, it's so boring!" Camille complained, flipping through her homework and reference books on the table, and then she suddenly stopped as if remembering something He moved, "Oh! That's right! I remembered a funny story——Professor Snape is the referee for today's game! Can you imagine him riding a broom and flying into the sky! It's super funny!"

"We can't laugh at the professor!" Sylvia said sternly, but she couldn't hold back as soon as she sat down, "Merlin, I really should go and see, Alger can help me get the materials back !it's a pity!"

Pulling out the transfiguration homework she wanted to finish first, Camille's mind flashed through Gryffindor House's horrible crush-or-stomp carnival going on, and how annoying it was for her first year Sylvia thought of the 'annoying Sylvia's punishment plan' - the carnival of Gryffindor Tower in the first grade almost squeezed out her clothes, if Sylvia was thrown into it. ..

Sylvia was flipping through the magic research notes written in ancient English, Latin, and even runes. A strong gaze made her stop the quill in her hand. When she looked up, Camille was staring at She looked straight, to be precise, stared at her neck and collarbone where the skin was exposed.Under her gaze, Sylvia felt a numbness and heat on her neck, as if it was about to burn.

What is this man thinking? !Sylvia twisted her body a little uncomfortably.

Interrupted by Sylvia's writhing, Camille snapped back to her senses, and saw that Sylvia's face was a little red without looking up. She pursed her lips slightly, and there seemed to be water in her eyes. Looking at her like a mist.

"Boom!" Camille slammed his forehead on the desk hard.Merlin's reading glasses!What the hell was she thinking just now! !