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

On the way back, Hermione's mind was filled with the scene of Lycoris counting out the ingredients for the potion and placing them all over the table.

It contains the horn of a bicorn and the skin of an African tree snake, both of which are the raw materials for polyjuice potion.

Hermione was a little hesitant whether to tell Harry Ron the news.

If you take it from Lycoris, it will be much less risky than taking it from Professor Snape.

but……

Thinking that he has such a good relationship with Licoris, now he wants to steal her things for a plan of his own.

Hermione was shaken.

"Look at the road, beautiful lady." Fred looked at his junior schoolmate who was so worried that she didn't even look at the road. He deliberately stood in the middle of the road, waiting for her to hit him, but she actually hit him.

"What troubles does this young lady have? Can we be honored to share your worries?" George said with a smile as he watched Hermione bump into Fred's chest.

"Oh! Sorry, I bumped into you." Hermione smiled and rubbed her head.

She cut off the beginning and the end and talked about her troubles.

"If you have something important you want to do," Fred concluded, "but it requires carrying your friend on his back."

"This is a good thing in itself, isn't it? Since it is a good thing, it doesn't matter if you do it behind your friend's back. Your friend will forgive you." George answered.

George and Fred looked at each other and said in unison: "We don't mind if someone tells us a white lie."

"I understand, thank you." Hermione felt a little relieved, and she decided to tell Harry and Ron what she knew.

Hermione called Harry and Ron out, and the three of them sat together.

"I think it's better to take it from Lycoris." Harry didn't want Hermione to take risks at all.

Professor Snape is so terrifying that he would rather challenge the dragon than face Snape.

"Then it must be from Licris." Ron thought for a while and said, "You also said that you and her are taking stock of the club. This club belongs to Malfoy. Take his things and make Polyjuice. Wouldn't it be better if I just talk to him?"

"This club doesn't belong to Malfoy, this club belongs to Lycoris." Hermione explained.

Hermione still knew quite clearly about the ownership of this club.

"Then do you think Malfoy has anything to do with this club?" Ron asked sharply.

Hermione had no answer.

Malfoy is the vice-president, and Nott is also the vice-president. Of course, the two of them are related to this club.

"You seem to be hesitant, right? Since you know that this club is related to Malfoy, what does it have to do with taking his things?"

Hermione was convinced, although she still felt something was wrong.

"Then who's going to get it?" Harry asked a new question.

"No! I don't want to go!" Hermione refused, feeling resistant in her heart, "I...can't do it..."

"I'll get it!" Ron said, his voice uncertain, "But I have something in her hands."

Ron was not afraid to go to Licoris' territory to get things, but she still had the last original copy of his brother's reply letter.

He concealed that Hagrid kept a dragon privately and smuggled the dragon abroad. This letter was enough to get him fired.

Hermione and Ron couldn't do anything because one was in love and the other was in reason.

So the two people with four eyes looked at Harry like this.

"Okay, okay! Stop looking at me, you two. If you two can't get it, then I'll get it." Harry decided to go alone.

"But Hermione, you have to tell me, Licoris, where did she put the things? And what the raw materials she wants to get look like? I can't get it wrong." Harry pushed up his glasses.

The three of them revised their plans, now that they didn't have to cause trouble in class, and gave Hermione a chance.

All they needed to do was to have Harry pretend to be interested in the club while Lycoris was away, and then get the things back.

Thursday.

Potions class.

Licoris's swelling potion was successfully made. She filled the potion and placed it on the table.

The girl was able to do it so quickly mainly because her Potions class partner, Nott, did things neatly and didn't hold her back.

"What are you waiting for?" Nott planned to use these materials to brew some other potions.

Licoris said nothing and shook her head.

I don't know if Goyle's swelling potion will explode, so I'm a little nervous.

If the trio insists on following the original plan, then they will become villains again.

Whenever there is an extra bag on my body, I will fight with the three of them to the end.

I don't believe that the students in the two Slytherin and Gryffindor classes present can't make this matter a big deal.

The savior set off fireworks to attract attention and framed his classmates, causing the entire class to be injured. Dumbledore could suppress such a big thing.

I can press it this time, Licoris doesn’t mind. But I have to defend my rights, and every grievance has its owner.

The Gryffindor students were criticized a lot by their father, and Draco Malfoy snickered happily.

"Mr. Potter's Swelling Potion is so clear and watery that even pumpkin soup is thicker than this thing." Professor Snape looked at Harry Potter's Swelling Potion with a venomous tongue, "This kind of thing can't be used at all. Call it a potion.”

"Hahahahaha." Malfoy couldn't help laughing. Lycoris turned her head silently, being infected by his joy and wanting to laugh too.

Can't laugh, hold back.

Unexpectedly, Licoris was a little surprised.

They actually didn't take action in Potions class. Dad's discipline in Potions class was maintained, and no one experienced any unforeseen disaster.

Throw out a bait yourself, and the fish will take the bait.

"Lickles, what are you going to eat for lunch?" Pansy hugged the book and followed the troops to the auditorium for dinner. She touched the corner of her mouth, which felt a little painful. "I seem to be on fire. Everything hurts when I eat."

"Let's eat pumpkin soup." Licoris blurted out without even thinking.

"Hahahahahaha, pumpkin soup! Hahahahaha!" Malfoy laughed.

"Ah, what's wrong with the pumpkin soup?" Licoris finally reacted and thought of what her father said during class.

Malfoy's humor is really low.

"Are you really not considering eating something else? For example, corn chowder?" Malfoy stopped laughing, and then said in a sinister tone, "If you finish eating the pumpkin chowder, your mouth will be swollen."

After he finished speaking, he began to laugh to himself again.

If you ignore the strange expressions and unbridled smiles of the senior students passing by, they really affect the people around you.