hp life winner snape

"I need a room to hide my things." Vestia murmured in her heart, and then walked back and forth three times in the corridor between the tapestries and the human-sized vases.

There is no change when I come here again, there are all kinds of sundries piled up everywhere, and several places are like hills.She mourned for a moment in her heart, and then began to look for it. The crown should be worn on a plaster statue.Fortunately, she still has a lot of time, so she can often come here to search slowly.

Vestia used the Flying Charm and tried the Search spell again, but to no avail. She suspected that this magic had no effect on the relics of the Big Four.Look what is this? "Miss Bikini Model"?And this, broom cleaner?Oh, and watch this "My Love with Muggles" again...

After an hour of continuous investigation and search, Vestia expressed that she was very worried about the interests and hobbies of the young wizards.Before the curfew, she hurried out to go back to the dormitory.

Sometimes she has to admit that inspiration always comes so suddenly.When she found the "Analysis of Power Stone Matter" among the clutter, she was finally able to perfect her wizard guard.Any magic item can be used as a carrier. She can successfully place a power stone on it, write a small magic circle and reinforce it with runes, and then copy the formula onto it.

Casting magic, the system will enter a certain period of operation and automatically supply energy.When the spell is activated, it will drive the magic circle to run the formula system, detect and transmit information.The runes and the magic circle activate the power stones, and repeatedly use the formula system to collect the magic fluctuation energy in a small distance around them, and continue to supply them to the formula system.And, after the detection is over, this process will continue until the energy of the power stone returns to its original level.

Unlike the previous semi-finished products, this new process can be used multiple times, at least five times.She modified the application method of the energy stone through the "Analysis of the Energy Stone Material", making the use of the energy stone safer and longer.

She set an "irreversible" initial condition in the wizard guard formula, which made it impossible for wizards using the wizard guard to invade the magic net from this small magic item, and greatly guaranteed safety.No one else could move freely in the Magic Web except the original formula, which only she and Snape knew.

She believed that even if Snape broke up with her, he would never be the kind of villain who betrayed him.

Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix have given a very high evaluation to wizard guards. They have started mass production and are preparing to start applying them to more wizard families, especially those with Muggle blood. I hope they can Detect in time before disaster strikes.

Most wizards don't behave like Muggles, and they don't use tools like drugs.Especially the Death Eaters, they discriminated against Muggles and didn't bother to do that, and if they used a little magic, they would be detected by the wizard guards.Moreover, it is a rare plug-in in battle, which can detect the opponent's magic power fluctuations in advance. Although it is only a little faster than the naked eye, it is enough for them to defend, and it can also guarantee that they will not be attacked by surprise.

Of course, the Order of the Phoenix has set strict verification magic for this magic item, which is enough to ensure that it will not be used by the Death Eaters against the Order of the Phoenix.

Vistia was proud, she felt that she was one step closer to defeating Voldemort, as long as Dumbledore could get rid of Voldemort's Horcrux in time, then the Dark Lord would not be so terrible.

Hogwarts at night is quiet and quiet, with yellow grass and trees outside the window, the temperature has begun to drop sharply in this early winter.Vestia pulled her collar and continued to walk towards Ravenclaw's tower. She had been looking for Ravenclaw's crown in the Room of Requirement for two consecutive months, but nothing was found. The crown seemed to have disappeared. , The huge room and the mountains of sundries made it very difficult for her to move.

At the corner of the corridor, she bumped into someone suddenly, and subconsciously she knew who it was, the robe with a faint smell of potion, and a firm hand grabbing him.

"Sorry." Vestia lowered her head, trying to free her arm from his, but Snape didn't give her the chance.He pressed close to her, the aura that once fascinated her enveloped her body, and her heart beat a little faster.

"I think I should remind you that it's almost curfew." Snape stared blankly at the top of her golden head, then parted his thin lips lightly, and uttered these words.

"Of course I know," Vistia angrily broke his hand away, "I heard that Claire, the vice-principal, is going to set up the Hogwarts Student Union. I think you should be one of the candidates for the Boys' Student Union. Congratulations." .”

Snape didn't look away, he stared at her, then frowned slightly.

"Yes, it's almost curfew, so, can you move away?" Vestia finally looked up and gave her a straight look.His face was a little pale, his black hair was properly combed on his head, and his wizard robe exuded an imposing manner that could not be ignored. He looked like two people when he first entered Hogwarts.

At this time, those black eyes were bottomless, with imperceptible emotions.His eyes met hers, and she couldn't help but feel a sad urge to cry.

"Sev, are you here?" A sweet voice came from behind him, and Vestia clearly felt his instant vigilance.She had always been afraid that Snape and Sissy would be ambiguous, but now she didn't dare to think so, because Snape's expression told her that he didn't trust that woman at all.

"Hmph, Sev~" Vestia still couldn't help learning a sentence in a strange tone.

Snape gave her a stern look, then turned to Sissy.His tall figure almost completely covered her, and the atmosphere here was a bit complicated, and Vestia couldn't help but tense up, even though she couldn't see their expressions.

"Oh, are you talking to Vistia about that?" Sissy seemed not to notice Snape's indifference, she said enthusiastically: "I told you, I can help you, girls are more indifferent Easy to communicate with, isn't it?"

"I don't think you need to bother with this matter," Snape said coldly.

"Don't say that, Sev, we don't need to be so polite, do you remember?" Sissy seemed to want to come over, but Snape stepped forward to block her, and she still said in a sweet voice: " Oh, Vestia? Is she there? Don't worry, I'll have a nice conversation with her."

Finally, Snape couldn't take it anymore, he refused firmly: "Thank you, but I think it's up to me to talk to her." After speaking, he turned around immediately, as if he didn't want to stay here any longer.He held Vestia's hand without hesitation, and then left quickly until he walked into the secret classroom they had been using before.

They left here during Professor Hedi's inspection last time. Vestia originally thought that there would be nothing here, but now it seems that Snape has moved back and has been using it all the time.

There were silver and green curtains hanging all around, and the fire in the fireplace was warm, and the cauldron in which he brewed the potions was even steaming, and a heat-retaining charm was running on it.

It looks the same as it did a year ago.

misunderstanding

"What do you want to talk about?" Vestia couldn't help but relax here. She sat on a small sofa next to the table, comfortably summoned the teapot with her magic wand, and poured herself a cup of tea: "I think you should remember , it's time for a curfew."

Unlike her casualness, Snape was somewhat restrained. He faced her, leaning against the fireplace with his arms folded, the firelight cast a gloomy and uncertain look on his face.

"Those night patrols are eager to catch me." Vestia said mockingly: "Oh, sorry, I forgot, you are their prefect. If I delay my return because of talking with you time, I believe you should be able to guarantee my personal safety, right?"

"...Yes." Snape replied, it seemed that he hadn't heard so many words from her for a long time, his attention was not very focused, and the warm atmosphere made him soften his expression involuntarily.

Vestia waited for a while, and when she drank the third cup of tea, she finally leaned forward unbearably: "You asked me to come here, is it just to look at me like this?!"

"No," Snape said, and then he paused: "Recently you always appear on the fifth floor, and I noticed that there are no classrooms..."

"I don't understand what you mean at all." Vestia couldn't help curling her lips.

"What are you looking for?" Snape suddenly asked bluntly. He put away the superior posture of the deputy prefect, and took two steps towards her: "What are you looking for? Vestia."

Vestia didn't answer his question directly, but said lightly: "I'm not so close to you, please call me Seamars, Mr. Snape."

Snape's brows were getting deeper and deeper, and his expression was extremely serious: "If you must care about this, well, Miss Seamars, what are you looking for on the fifth floor?" It seemed that he was irritated by her indifference Yes, he raised his voice: "I assume that if you still have a little brain, you should know that the night patrols have already been eyeing you, and your frequent entry and exit have aroused their suspicion, and you—" He suddenly After a pause, he laughed angrily and said, "You didn't even use the invisibility spell, and you just went in and out like this?!"

Vestia bit her lip. She really didn't notice this. She thought the Response Room was safe enough, completely forgetting that there might be eyeliner in the corridor.

"What exactly are you looking for?" Snape asked relentlessly, and then he narrowed his eyes: "Is it related to the Order of the Phoenix?"

"..." Horcruxes do have some indirect connections with the Order of the Phoenix, and the destruction of Horcruxes is for the Order of the Phoenix to win.

Snape's gaze gradually deepened, and then he said without any surprise: "It seems that it has something to do with the identity of the savior, is this what you are going to do? You said you must do it, and I can't stop you from doing it ?”

Hearing his very disapproving tone, Vestia immediately became excited like an exploding balloon: "That's right, I'm looking for something, but why should I tell you?!"

"Oh, if I remember correctly, we broke up a long time ago. Until now, do you still want to interfere in my life? Do you still want to influence my behavior? You don't need to tell me this at all, you just instruct those nights Let the police come and catch me, even in front of Principal Claire, I still say this!"

Snape's mouth opened, but no words came out.The arrogance all over his body disappeared, and he seemed to be a little injured, and a gloomyness that Vestia couldn't understand flashed in his black eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm being too sentimental." He said mockingly, then turned and sat on the chair beside him, looking at her expressionlessly.

"Since you don't want to tell me, why don't we talk about other things." He said, "I know that your wizard guards have overcome bottlenecks and even been used by the Order of the Phoenix."

Vestia stared at him warily.

Snape was a little annoyed by her eyes, but he still dragged his characteristic long tone and said: "This is undoubtedly a very great work. The Dark Lord is very satisfied with this, and he is very optimistic about your work." Talent, your strength, after all wizard guards can give fighters absolute benefits."

"So?" Westia asked back.

"So, if you can give this technology to the Dark Lord, he will give you more benefits, far greater than the benefits of the Order of the Phoenix. What do you want? Rights, money, status, he can give you all. This This technology will be more widely used, and the world will remember your name."

Vestia looked at him for a while, then suddenly smiled.At this moment, Snape's heart was almost lifted, he was not sure how Vestia would react, even though he thought he knew her well enough, but he was still waiting for her feedback, it seemed that is a kind of judgment.

"This is not like your style." Vestia lazily continued to lie back on the sofa.

"What do you mean?"

"Did the Death Eaters use this kind of rhetoric to buy people's hearts? Did they tell you the same? That's why you are so loyal, and you actually try to win me over for these things—money, power, status...?" Vestia found it extremely ridiculous: "Oh, is this a new mission for you from Voldemort?"

Snape did not deny: "Yes, I am the person in charge here."

The person in charge here?Head of Slytherin?Head of backup Death Eaters?Vestia stood up: "But I don't think you're sincere enough!" She walked towards Snape slowly, while sharply asking: "You know these don't impress me, don't you? Why don't you change One kind of rhetoric, why not use another way?"

Until she stood in front of Snape, looked down at him, then shook her head regretfully: "You are so insincere."

Looking into her blue eyes, Snape couldn't help softening his tone, with a kind of seduced blankness: "So? What do you want me to say? In what way?"

Vestia leaned closer to him and held his face in his hands, black hair slid along the slightly pale cheeks on both sides, looking extremely attractive against the flames of the fireplace.Unexpectedly, Snape didn't resist, just quietly looked at her, watched her lean down, and kissed his lips.

She is still so soft, it is confusing.

However, Vestia quickly left him, and she whispered softly in his ear: "Of course I can listen to you and listen to everything, but what can you give me? Sif ? What are you willing to give me?"

Snape looked at her, but said nothing.She was already sitting on his lap, those blue eyes were gazing at him affectionately, and he had to admit, he liked the feeling, it seemed as if they were back in the time when they were in love again.

However, she asked him what he could give her?Snape, what can you give her?He asked himself, money and material?He can't give; safe protection?He can't give it either; a peaceful life?At present, it seems that he can't give it.He couldn't give him anything, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Vestia waited for a while, and found that Snape was not going to answer her question. At this moment, she really experienced what it means to be heartbroken.Disappointment, loss, and anger all flooded into her brain. Is he rejecting her?He was unwilling to give her an answer, not even a promise.

"In that case," Vestia forced herself to control her temper, "then I have nothing to say."

"If you want a great future, you can tell Voldemort the formula yourself, instead of coming to me!" She packed her robe and walked towards the door: "You know the formula, don't you? Almost all the data you helped Did I verify it?"

Then when she opened the door, she suddenly turned her head and said, "You are really putting on airs, and now I have to admit that you, like those Slytherins, let me..." She took a deep breath, but still held back her words Saying that word, then slamming the door and leaving with a sneer.

Snape sat on the chair, staring at the closed door, and took a long time to look away.His complexion was not good-looking, even paler than before, and he sat on a chair like a statue.

—He can't give her anything, because he has nothing.

— but he would do anything for her.

— including death.

Tribute to Allen

I learned the bad news about Allen today, and my heart is empty. Professor Snape played by Allen has always been my favorite male god, and this article is purely written for him.But now, Allen is gone, so suddenly, so unprepared...

There will be a three-day suspension on 15/16/17 to commemorate Alan and the professor forever.

18 The Japanese text is finished, and all the remaining chapters are released.

I also hope that everyone can cheer up and face it with strength. When I think of going to work with a smile on my face when my heart is bleeding, I feel that life is worse than death.Someone left a message in my circle of friends, "What kind of ghost is this?" Fuck, I really want to slap her!

Feeling very depressed, I only hope that Allen will be happy in heaven.

looking for the crown

Vestia ran angrily all the way to Ravenclaw Tower, now past the curfew, but the night patrol did not stop her.They looked at her with strange eyes, and then left as if they hadn't seen her.

This is not unusual, but Vestia immediately understood that they probably knew that Voldemort was going to win her over, so they would not cause trouble openly, but once the news of her refusal to win over came out, I believe they would be happy to intensify their efforts to find fault. She is no longer just Simmars who doesn't know good from bad, but is very ignorant of good and bad.

Snape was on the night watch at the school as usual, which was the job of the prefects, which used to be done by the prefects of the four houses.The corridor was dark and quiet, and now and then a couple of Slytherin night watchmen walked past, and they made way for him with great care, while he just strode along, wand in hand, without giving them a look.

"How are you talking with her?" Sissi came out from the side, obviously waiting for him here for a long time.The high-grade silk school uniform glistened in the candlelight, and her red hair was scattered on her shoulders, like an elegant fairy.

Snape continued to walk forward with a blank face: "I thought you were not a night watchman."

"Of course I wouldn't do this kind of work." Saixi said with a smile, her voice was clear and pleasant: "But my aunt is in charge of the night watchmen, and they don't dare to do anything to me, what to a noble pure-blood nobleman So." At this point, she looked extremely arrogant, holding her head up like all self-righteous nobles, high above her.

Snape didn't refute anything, he threw out a spell and hit a student who was trying to avoid them with a transfiguration spell: "Five points from Gryffindor for violating the curfew." His face was full of dissatisfaction. Well, he said sarcastically to the underclassman: "Think with what little brain you have left, who would put a luxurious red satin bed stool in the hallway?!"

Snape snorted, and turned his back aggressively.

Sissy chased after her persistently: "You haven't answered me yet, how did you talk with her? Oh, I think it's not easy."

"Obviously," said Snape, "she didn't say yes."

"She will always agree. There are so many ways, how can a Ravenclaw deal with Slytherin." Sissy said indifferently, with confidence.

"What do you want?" Snape turned so suddenly that she almost ran into him, and he sidled nimbly away.

"Of course I want to help you," Sissy said. "You should know how you will be punished if you fail to complete the Dark Lord's mission. Believe me, you don't want to do that."

"I think I've made it very clear that I don't need your help." Snape warned her, "Don't ignore my words, Miss Clare."

Sissy tried to take his arm: "Oh, it's not my fault, it was Lestrange who told the Dark Lord about the wizard guard. He definitely didn't mean to embarrass you, everyone knows it's a What a difficult and difficult task—convincing Seamars to surrender to the Dark Lord."

Snape frowned impatiently, his face was very gloomy, but Sissy still kept talking in his ear, which made him gradually agitated.He thought of Vestia, they used to depend on each other so much, love each other so much, trust each other so much, but now they are almost strangers.He was sure that his behavior today must have hurt her.

The girl he loved the most hated him, Snape closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then cast a soundproofing charm on Sissy.He knew what the Dark Lord would do to a loser, the Cruciatus Curse, or the more vicious tormenting Dark Arts, and he knew the power of those spells, a Death Eater had committed suicide because of it.

But he would rather be tortured than be hated by Vestia, even if her only impression of him was that gloomy little boy in Spider's End.If it weren't for Sisi's sudden attack today, he wouldn't even have a private interview with Vestia, and they wouldn't have had a dispute, and wouldn't be as indifferent as they are now.

He felt powerless, how could he hold her, how could he stand beside her?At first, he thought that as long as he worked hard enough, he could be with her in a fair manner, but now it seems that such an idea is simply ridiculous.

He hasn't done enough, he needs to be stronger until he can give her everything she wants...

The Academy Union has canceled the Defense Against the Dark Arts practice meeting in the Room of Requirement for two consecutive weeks, because there are always a few Slytherins following them, the core members of this small group - Lily, James, Sirius and Vestia .These monitors are everywhere like ghosts, and Vice-Principal Claire even allows them to skip classes so that the surveillance mission can be carried out better.

"We have to find a way." In the library, Lily pretended to tidy up the bookshelves, and said to Westia: "James and Sirius are going crazy, I don't think you should ask them to obey the school rules, They haven't been out for a night out for several nights."

"Even so, they should bear with it, Professor Claire is a Death Eater, I told you." Vestia glanced at the two Slytherins who were approaching, and said in a long way: "We don't know what she has yet." Such means, if they are caught, it would be too reckless."

"Trust me, they won't expose the college alliance." Lily cast a little magic on the transfiguration book, and the book immediately started flying around like crazy, and she shouted in feigned surprise: "Oh, What the hell happened to that book?" and watched it fly by and knock the two Slytherins into it.

"I really can't bear it, they even follow me to the toilet!" Lily said very angrily.

"The night patrol has added students from other colleges, and someone in Ravenclaw has replaced them to continue monitoring me. She even asked to sleep on the carpet between me and Nina." Vestia said helplessly: "Although I Thought keeping a low profile was the right strategy, but... well, you won, we have to do something!" Vistia gave Lily a mischievous smile.

It's a pity that the plans can't always keep up with the changes. Before they have formulated a specific plan, a new change occurred at Hogwarts-the vice-principal Claire mobilized a large number of dementors to the Ministry of Magic in the name of protection. Congregate on the fringes of the school.

"I assure you that they are under the orders of the Ministry of Magic and will never cause harm to wizards. Too many tragic experiences have happened to this historic school. Now, I promise, I will definitely give you a safe study Environment." Jennifer Claire stood on the teacher's bench and gave an impassioned speech, her silver-white gown was inlaid with tiny diamonds, making her look radiant.

Dumbledore stood silently behind her, with a very serious expression on his face.

"Then, can it be understood that we now enjoy the same treatment as the criminals in Azkaban?" A Gryffindor student shouted, his words were like a stone falling into a calm lake, arousing Thousands of waves.

Vestia knew that boy, a member of the Academy Union, Berlan Jesse, whose father was a senior official of the Ministry of Magic, who was implicated in the resignation of Minister of Magic Eugenina Minchan last year.His words undoubtedly challenged the absolute authority of Vice Principal Claire, and this question is indeed worth thinking about. Is it protection or suicide, or what is the bigger conspiracy of the Death Eaters?

"Mr. Jesse, please don't interrupt my speech at will. Is this the etiquette taught by Hogwarts?" Vice-principal Claire did not show any anger. , the proposal, the judgment made by the vote, this is an absolutely correct and wise judgment, those dementors will punish the bad guys who want to hurt you."

"Pfft..." Brenjesh couldn't help laughing, he undoubtedly attracted more attention, Jennifer Claire stared at him very unkindly, and Sirius who stood beside him shrugged disdainfully: "Sorry, Professor, I can testify that he definitely didn't do it on purpose. After all, when I was a child, my mother would also say to me—oh, Sirius, if you don't sleep, the bad guys will come and take you away."

He learned it vividly, as if Mrs. Black was by his side. Everyone couldn't help laughing at his words and expressions, even Regulus smiled, maybe Mrs. Black really had this tone.

"You can also add..." Sirius seemed to be a performer standing in the center of a huge stage. He was very confident and said jokingly, "Oh, the bad guys will catch you and give them to the trolls, and you are A real little troll!"

The wizarding world likes to use "little troll" to describe naughty and mischievous children. If you give a child to a troll, they will become a "little troll". This is a harmless joke.The little wizards couldn't help being overwhelmed by his humorous laugh, but Vice Principal Claire's face sank, and she whispered: "No one has ever dared to challenge me like this, never."

Sirius looked back at her with provocative eyes, and the atmosphere in the hall fell into a stalemate for a while, and the smiles of the little wizards gradually stagnated. They looked at the sneering Claire with some fear.

"The correctness of a decision is not the same as the status of the decision maker," Dumbledore suddenly said, "Everyone makes mistakes, and we cannot define absolute right and wrong."

Professor Claire raised his chin and stared arrogantly at the audience, completely disdainful of listening to Dumbledore continue to speak.

"There are some very powerful and capable wizards in the Ministry of Magic, but there are also some selfish and mean wizards who like to cling to the powerful. Under such an environment, who can be sure that all the decisions are correct?" Dumbledore Lido said slowly: "Miss Claire, how can you ensure that these dementors will not harm the students?"

Deputy Headmaster Claire said: "There is no doubt that the dementors are under the Ministry of Magic's orders."

"But not long ago, there was a big riot in Azkaban, and many criminals and dark wizards escaped!" Brangjesh retorted her.

"So, our minister, Mr. Harold Minkan, added the dementors in Azkaban to ensure that this kind of incident will not happen again." Vice-headmaster Claire replied, and then she pointed to Gryffindor Over there: "Sirris Black and Bran Jesse, please come to my office this afternoon, and I will teach you how to observe etiquette."

Vistia was a little worried, not only worried about what method Claire would use to punish the two students, but also worried about the dementors outside Hogwarts.Dementors not only obey the Ministry of Magic, but also obey Voldemort's instructions. The multiple escapes from Azkaban clearly show all this.

Although the position of the newly appointed Minister of Magic, Harold Minkan, is not clear, his act of adding dementors will have no effect at all, and perhaps to some extent, it will provide greater convenience to Voldemort. stronger power.

"On behalf of all the students, I will apply to the Ministry of Magic to review this decision," Dumbledore said.

"Of course you can do this. Before your application is approved and this decision is revised, I have to say..." Ms. Clare glanced at him: "Dementors are still coming to Hogwarts!"

After it was over, the hall fell into chaos.The little wizards all wanted to go out in a hurry, it seemed that a dementor would appear here soon.And Ms. Claire looked at them with disgust: "Perhaps Hogwarts should indeed be reformed, at least let them know the basic etiquette and rules."

"Merlin, we have to learn the Patronus Charm." Nina said quickly while casting a Stumbling Curse on the student following Vistia, "I don't think the dementors will stay outside the castle obediently, they Love these students, it's like seeing a strawberry shortcake."

"And," she said quickly, "the overlapping orbits of Mars and Jupiter is a harbinger of disaster, war, killing, and bloodshed... Although I really want to refute this conclusion, I know that I will never be wrong."

"I think it's already obvious that there is a war." Vestia shrugged: "Don't the actions of the Death Eaters explain everything?"

"You're right. You said at the beginning of the semester that the vice principal is definitely not a friendly and open-minded person." Nina said.

They walked out of the hall with the flow of people. After hearing the news that the dementor was coming, the atmosphere in the school obviously dropped several degrees.Most of the little wizards were talking in shock, and they were going to write to their parents. After all, there was an incident where dementors broke into Hogwarts and attacked students before.

"Oh, James is going to secretly protect Sirius, I hope they are all right." Lily took a few steps backwards, and the Slytherin girls who followed her were scattered by the crowd. She walked beside Vestia and Nina: "Magic The Ministry has become the face of the Death Eaters, and it's crazy that they want to protect this place with dementors."

"Maybe things are not as bad as we imagined, after all, Dumbledore is back." Vestia said: "But no one can say what will happen, we have to have a meeting as soon as possible, I have more important things to tell you."

"Tomorrow evening, I will notify James and Sirius in the Response Room," Lily said immediately.

"But what about those watchers?" Nina glanced back at the scattered Ravenclaw, and she was about to catch up.

"Of course it's to get rid of them." Lily and Vestia said in unison.

"I think, I can trust your spell level, right?" Lily finally confirmed.

"Of course!" Westia replied with a smile.

"What should we do?" Nina scratched her head: "My God, this is even harder than letting me learn divination. I don't even know how to attack spells."

Vestia patted her on the shoulder: "Relax, my friend, it's very simple. You just need to petrify everything, and then forget about it when we get back to the dormitory. I remember that you can practice the petrification spell well." Not bad, but forget it, I've used it many times."

Nina looked at her incredulously: "...Vestia, sometimes I suspect that you are actually a Gryffindor."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Their small meeting was successfully held in the Response Room. This time, only a few key members participated, and Bran Jesse was also added to the core team because he bravely challenged Professor Claire.

There are a few candles floating in the room, almost all of them are red and gold. There are snacks and black tea on the small table, and the huge soft sofa is extremely comfortable.After Vestia and Nina walked in, Lily gave each of them a hug: "Oh, I miss you so much."

"We just met in the magic pattern class this afternoon." Vestia said.

"But at that time, you were sitting next to Till, and I was sitting next to Catherine." Till was a watcher appointed by Vice-Principal Claire from Ravenclaw, and Catherine was Gryffindor's watcher.

Lily poured them a cup of tea, her expression became serious: "You should see how Ms. Clare punished them."

Bran Jesse forced himself to smile: "For Gryffindor, this is nothing." Then he exclaimed: "Oh!" He quickly covered his mouth, but there was still bright red blood Streaming from between his fingers, it looked horrific.

"Merlin, what's the matter?" Nina looked at the surrounding people helplessly, then handed him a handkerchief.

"A very vicious spell." James said angrily: "I saw Professor Claire cast a spell on them, and I couldn't hear what she read.