HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

In one sentence, a plot point was changed, which is really good.

I thought nothing could be changed, Licoris breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mrs. Norris, let's play together."

Licoris picked up the kitten, and the only sound in the empty corridor was her own footsteps.

It was windy and rainy outside, and the October wind was biting. Lightning lit up the hallway and thunder roared.

The girl's soft singing is intertwined with the thunder and rain, and the gentle meowing of the cat in her arms.

"Meow——" Mrs. Norris's soft voice was different from the past, with a bit of sweetness.

In the white noise of autumn rain, a warm bed is a fatal temptation. A person who can lift the quilt right away without leaving the bed is a ruthless person.

Lycoris had already had breakfast and had been in the potions room reserved for Malfoy at the Good Hungry Club for half an hour.

The polyjuice potion has almost been made, but there is no clue as to the potion to restore vitality.

Licoris has two magical things on hand that seem to match this.

The unicorn's blood is placed on the right side, and the silver-white liquid is stored neatly in different potion bottles. The magic stone is placed on the left hand side, its garnet red color glowing with charming luster.

The unicorn is a symbol of holiness and can restore human strength.

The magic stone can make elixir, but I haven't studied the stack of alchemy materials.

Licoris thought for a while and put the magic stone away.

Then give it a try. Even if the raw materials are precious, they should still be used where they are meant to be used.

Licoris looked at the potion box with warm eyes.

Common room.

"I have some good news for you." Lycoris saw Malfoy lazily sitting on the sofa holding a book and reading. She walked over and sat down. "Malfoy, do you want to hear it?"

"What's the good news?" The boy raised his eyes and his voice was dismayed.

"Mr. Potter was punished by Filch," Lycoris sat down and played with her wand, "what happened last night."

"Really?" Malfoy became visibly happy and sat up. "What's the reason?"

"He came back from outside last night and caused some mud and water in the corridor," Licoris continued. "Filch was very angry."

"How do you know so clearly?" Malfoy was just happy when he suddenly remembered something and leaned forward and whispered, "Did you do it?"

Lycoris did not directly answer yes or no, but just said, "Our Slytherin Seeker is unwell and resting for such a long time, and Gryffindor's Seeker cannot practice alone."

She's helping me.

Malfoy thought about the reason why he became a Seeker in his first year.

"Tell me quietly, did you do it?" Malfoy felt like a little kitten was scratching in his heart, itching.

"I didn't do anything." Licoris leaned on the sofa and turned to look at him, "What did you see me do?"

Of course I did it, but who has the evidence?

Helping Filch with the fifth underground classroom was partly to help him finish the cleaning work earlier. After all, he was Mrs. Norris's owner, so it would be difficult to go to work even if he had a cold.

On the one hand, Lycoris was well aware of his personality, which was characterized by low self-esteem and stubbornness, and her overtures would be misunderstood.

For the sake of his father and Mrs. Norris, he won't do anything to him, but when he encounters Mr. Potter who violates the school's rules and regulations, he will be even more explosive.

This is the famous savior in the magical world, doesn't he still make mistakes? If you make a mistake, you still have to accept the punishment of me being a squib.

Seeing Lycoris's expression, Malfoy felt that she must have done it, but he didn't want to tell him.

Look at me, I won’t say it either.

Licoris changed the subject and looked at him, "With this attitude, can you still play Quidditch this year?"

"Why not? I'm very good." Malfoy said harshly and in a loud voice, "I will definitely win this year's Quidditch match."

Looks like it's okay?

"There is something that requires you and Nott to go together, can you?" There is a treasure in the secret room that I have been thinking about for a long time.

"Why should I ask him for anything? Is there anything I can't do?" Malfoy frowned, very dissatisfied with her statement, "What can't I do?"

"I think you might not like it." When he dissected the basilisk, he didn't look like he would like it.

"Tell me when the time comes." Malfoy agreed. He seemed like a follower who had never taken the initiative to speak except for the broomstick incident. It was rare for him to ask for help this time.

"Then I'll go talk to Nott." Licoris got up and went to find Nott.

"Remember what you said last time?" Licoris stood in front of Nott's desk and looked down at him.

"What?" Nott said so many things, who knew which one she said.

"Don't remember? 'Next time you meet me, ask me to team up, it sounds fun.' I'm here now." Licoris said, "Would you like to join?"

"How many people?" Nott asked, "Do you want to take Malfoy with you?"

"No surprise, four people." There are three people on his side, and there is Potter, the main plot trigger.

"Okay." Nott nodded and agreed.

"Why don't you ask?" Licoris was curious.

"What?" Nott followed her words.

"Help me dissect a small thing." The basilisk should be considered small, right.

"Malfoy is afraid of getting dirty, so you came to me because you couldn't handle it alone?" Nott raised an eyebrow, "But I'm curious about what it is."

"You will know when the time comes. Go back." Licoris waved her hand, "This is a big event. If you don't go, you will definitely lose money."

After Lycoris came out, she returned the book in her hand to the restricted book area. Soon, a clever little witch will meet it.

"Powerful Potion" was returned to the restricted book area of ​​the library, quietly waiting for the next person to borrow it.

The Halloween atmosphere is lively and everyone is relaxed.

The rain was still pouring outside the window, and the Gryffindor common room was bright and cheerful.

The death anniversary party was the topic that Harry and Hermione Ron were chatting about.

Harry didn't want to go. The auditorium had a festive atmosphere, and he heard that there was a skeleton dance troupe coming to dance.

"How can you go back on something you promised?" Hermione reminded domineeringly, "You said you were going."

So at seven o'clock, when everyone was happily going to the auditorium, three people went to attend the death anniversary party.

"The pumpkin pie tastes even better today."

Pansy couldn't help rolling her eyes when she heard this, "I think it's because I'm happier without seeing Mr. Potter, right?"

Crabbe and Goyle sneered, and after being glanced at by Malfoy, they covered their mouths and tried not to laugh out loud.

It's great. Looking at Pansy's confident look now, who can imagine how she followed others before?

Lycoris held her chin up and looked at Pansy's eyes and brows with happy expressions.