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

Lycoris watched Professor Lupine use his wand to turn the moon into a balloon. The balloon was inflated until it lost its confinement and flew everywhere in the classroom.

The class ended early, and Lycoris followed her classmates to the Slytherin common room indifferently.

On one side of the corridor were Slytherin students in green uniforms, and on the other side were Gryffindor students in red uniforms.

Gryffindor students all expressed that they liked Professor Lupin's teaching style very much. He was humorous and interesting, and he would also give Gryffindor points.

"Look at his shabby robes, he's dressed like a house elf." Out of the corner of his eye, Malfoy saw Professor Lupine and Harry Potter walking behind, and he deliberately spoke in a sinister tone.

But obviously this sentence was not lethal, and Professor Lupine and Potter acted as if they had not heard it.

Lupine put his arm around Harry's shoulders, and the two of them walked forward, chatting and laughing.

"Saint Potter," Malfoy complained, glaring at Potter's back, "because he is so cowardly that even dementors are afraid of him. As a result, get out of class is dismissed early now, and I don't even know what my Boggart is. .”

"You want to know?" Licoris turned her head and looked at him and asked.

She felt that he didn't care what his boggart was, whether he saw it or not didn't matter. What Malfoy cared about was that because of Potter's problem, he was treated specially by the professor.

"Yes, I want to know." Malfoy just said that he wanted to know, and he couldn't immediately change his words and slap himself in the face.

"I think Boggart is a really interesting magical creature," Pansy said as she walked behind Lycoris, her voice came over, "From being afraid to breaking fear, you can see that my favorite thing is free."

It's true, Pansy's Boggart is different from others.

Other people's fears are of concrete things, animals, plants, magical creatures, etc. What she fears is abstraction, shackles, confinement, and loss of freedom.

"I'm not interested in Boggarts at all." Nott walked behind with a calm expression, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking.

The walk from the classroom back to the common room is long.

Pansy hurried back to read, Nott went back to the dormitory to get something, and Goyle and Crabbe went to the dormitory to have snacks, arm in arm.

Only Lycoris and Malfoy were left, sitting on the sofa.

"Do you really want to see a Boggart?" Lycoris deliberately asked Malfoy, "Aren't you afraid of seeing the thing you fear the most?"

"What do I, Malfoy, have to be afraid of?" Malfoy said harshly, not even admitting that he was afraid of anything.

"Aren't you afraid of your father's snake-headed wand?" Lycoris thought of his dream, what happened in the Bock store, "When the wand is knocked down, your hands will be swollen, right?"

"How do you know that my father hit my hand with a snake-head wand? And it's swollen?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows at her with a puzzled expression. How did she know this thing that only my father and I knew?

It was certain that he had no recollection of that dream at all.

But it’s better not to have an impression.

After all, a thirteenth birthday party in a dream resulted in the death of all classmates, teachers, and friends. Who can accept this?

Pervert or Riddle's pervert, this kind of dream can be constructed.

"...Why don't you speak? I'm asking you something." Malfoy wanted to know how Lycoris knew what happened when she and her father were getting along in private.

"Are you still asking? I guessed it because of your father's character and your attitude towards him." Lycoris's level of lying became higher and higher with her eyes open, and she even believed the nonsense. "He's very strict, isn't he?"

"Did you really guess it?" Malfoy looked at her in disbelief. How could Lycoris's guess be so accurate?

"You're guessing, strict people like to beat their children," Lycoris compared herself. "For example, if I wanted to teach Neville Longbottom potions, I would definitely beat him."

"Don't mention him!" Malfoy suddenly said loudly, "I don't want to see him anymore."

Licoris was startled by him, and suddenly remembered Malfoy's cross-dressing.

Longbottom made him unhappy.

"Why are you angry about this?" Lycoris felt that she could ask him what he thought, and maybe she could deduce the reason why they saw Professor Snape smiling in women's clothing in class.

"Why shouldn't I be angry?" Malfoy's beautiful gray-blue eyes widened, "Can't I be angry? I am a boy, and I am fantasized to be a girl."

"Is it because of the gender change?" Lycoris asked Malfoy with a very academic spirit. She didn't seem to notice that the boy in front of her was about to explode. "A boy has become a girl, so he is angry?"

"Wouldn't you be angry if you became a boy?" Malfoy felt that he couldn't understand what she was asking. Isn't it insulting that the gender has changed?

"I wouldn't be angry if I turned into a boy, and I wouldn't be angry if I turned into a cat-head like Hermione." Lycoris thought for a moment and added, "Actually, I saw them laughing at the Boggart turning into a woman. I didn’t think it was funny.”

"Then what do you think?" Malfoy suddenly realized that Lycoris's thoughts were different from others.

He was as angry as a pufferfish just now, but now he has calmed down and is still curious about what is going on in her head.

"I think she's very good-looking, just like Aunt Narcissa and has a lot of temperament." Lycoris recalled the last appearance of Longbottom's Boggart, "She was the beauty of Slytherin."

Is she crazy?

Malfoy was shocked. Does she think I look good in women's clothing? Or the garden flower? !

He lost the ability to express himself verbally and had an expression on his face like "I can't understand what she is saying."

"Would you like some black tea?" Licoris picked up the cup and took a sip, signaling with her eyes that he would pour it himself.

"So why is your boggart a snake? Are you afraid of snakes?"

Licolis shook her hand and almost spilled the full cup of black tea on her plain robe.

He really knows how to talk, and his timing is perfect.

Licoris had to wonder if he was deliberately retaliating against her by saying that he looked good in women's clothing.

"Lickles, are you afraid of snakes?" Malfoy poured himself tea and asked curiously while holding the cup.

"..."

Licoris couldn't answer. Is that a snake? That was Nagini, the murderer who bit Dad to death.

"So are you really afraid of snakes? No way?" Malfoy thought of what Licris did to the basilisk in the secret room. He couldn't imagine that she was actually afraid of snakes. "You don't even have to be a basilisk to decompose it." ?"

"Snakes and basilisks are different." Lycoris replied with a complicated expression, "They are different."