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

"Licoris said Draco was a coward."

When did she say I was a coward?

When did I become timid again?

I came to the club a little late today, and as soon as I arrived, I heard these two talking bad about me.

Draco Malfoy heard the chat between Pansy and Theodore. How could these two guys slander him? !

In a rage, Malfoy emerged from behind the two men.

"What are you talking about? Let me listen to it?" Malfoy squeezed between the two people, looking like "I want to have a good chat with you."

Pansy and Theodore moved aside to make room for him, looked at each other, and made quick eye contact.

Why don't you use a soundproofing spell? Malfoy heard it all. Pansy frowned and shook her head.

We have a problem with soundproofing in public places. Nott looked at Professor Snape, who was staring at the battle training ground not far away, and raised his eyebrows.

"Tell me, what's going on with you two," Malfoy said lazily, seeing the two of them blinking and raising their eyebrows, "and Lycoris said I'm a coward, what's going on?"

"What's going on with you recently? You seem very depressed?" Lycoris looked at Neville Longbottom, who smiled reluctantly.

Seeing that Lycoris seemed to have something to do with him, Neville Longbottom closed the book in his hand and put it next to her.

"I'm fine." Neville shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Neville Longbottom has been feeling heavy ever since he took Professor Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

It turns out that his parents were tortured by the Cruciatus Curse, just like the spider.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he would imagine his parents lying on the ground and wailing in pain.

Especially in the dead of night, I always can't sleep. I finally felt sleepy, closed my eyes and fell asleep, but was awakened again while dreaming.

When did Neville Longbottom become like this?

Licolis thought about it for a few days.

Is it because of the Cruciatus Curse?

Apart from that, there seems to be nothing that he won't forget - he can't remember everything, but what he can't forget is the pain his mother and father suffered.

"Is this what Professor Moody said in his Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" Lycoris sat next to him and poured him a glass of ice water.

She guessed it.

Lycoris was always smart, Neville Longbottom nodded.

"Professor Moody's Cruciatus Curse reminds me of my mother and father - she and him were originally excellent Aurors. Now they are both being treated at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies. After so many years, I don't even know them. "Neville Longbottom's eyes were red and filled with tears.

Licoris listened quietly to his crying words without interrupting.

After a brief silence, Neville Longbottom spoke again, "You think, what's wrong with my family? To be tortured like this?"

Should you be tortured if you make a mistake?

"The violence of the perpetrator will not stop just because you are not at fault," Lycoris softened her voice and comforted him, "Your mother and father are not at fault, and you are not at fault either. It is the Death Eaters who are at fault. "

Neville Longbottom had a look of pain on his face and frowned, "Leacles, you know what? I always think of that spider. It must be very painful."

What you think of is not the spider, but your parents who were also tortured by the Cruciatus Curse.

The boy had a blank expression on his round face, his eyes were dull and the corners of his mouth were trembling.

He suppressed his emotions and didn't know what to say.

Lycoris watched Neville Longbottom's hands unconsciously grasp the black cushions on the chair, and the knuckles of his fingers turned white.

He tried hard to hold back the emotions that were about to collapse, and tried hard to show his normality.

"It's okay, Longbottom, you're already fine." Lycoris didn't know how to comfort others, and thought about what she should say. "Your mother doesn't want you to be unhappy, and your father wants you to be well." take care."

Neville Longbottom burst into tears when Licris mentioned her parents.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Looking at Longbottom who was crying loudly, Lycoris took out a pack of tissue paper from her pocket and put it gently in his hand.

In the past, Licoris would keep making copies of white handkerchiefs and take them out when she needed them. Later, when I encountered many things, I felt that paper towels were more convenient.

For example, take the current situation.

The white handkerchief was full of snot and tears. After wiping away my nose and tears, I didn't want to take it back and put it in the dirty clothes basket for the house elf to clean and use again.

Neville Longbottom has never been burdened less than Harry Potter.

His parents were driven crazy and had no involvement in his upbringing. Because of the Forgetting Curse, my memory has been bad since I was a child.

He was rejected by the elders in his family because he was not smart enough, and his magic talent was late in showing. Grandma's love for him was too authoritarian.

Professor Snape disliked him and often made trouble for him. He often explodes cauldrons and wastes raw materials for potions. The failure rate is too high.

Professor Flitwick was very tolerant of him, but he couldn't learn spells faster than he could forget them. Who wouldn't like a smart kid like Hermione Granger who knows everything right?

Professor McGonagall is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and will teach him seriously. Because he and his grandma are old friends, even if he does something bad, he won't be punished very much.

Only Professor Sprout really likes him because he does things carefully and responsibly.

Lycoris observed Longbottom's mood, watching him cry from excitement to slowly calming down now.

Licoris pushed the ice water towards him and whispered, "Drink some water, your voice is dumb."

"Hiccup - thank you... thank you." Longbottom cried until he hiccupped and took a sip of ice water from the cup.

The cold water slid down the mouth and into the throat, bringing relief to the hoarse throat.

"Eat a piece of chocolate?" Licoris took out a piece of chocolate from her pocket and handed it to him on the table in front of him. "Would it feel better to cry?"

"Much better, thank you Lycoris." Longbottom's eyes were swollen like walnuts and still red.

He embarrassedly picked up the chocolate and took a bite. After venting his anger, his heart was no longer heavy.

"What are you reading?" Licoris began to find a topic. She was a guest psychology teacher today.

From discovering that the emotion is wrong, to listening to the truth, to soothing the emotion, and now to diverting attention.

"A book about aquatic plants, Professor Moody lent it to me." Longbottom showed the book at his side to Lycoris.

"Can I have a look?" Licoris asked to borrow the book and started to read it after getting his permission.

Lycoris saw the familiar name, pointed at the page and said disgustedly, "This plant looks so disgusting!"

"What?" Longbottom's voice was hoarse and he came closer.

When it comes to plants, his last sense of self-sorrow is gone.

"It's a little ugly," Licoris looked at him and nodded in agreement, "but it's very useful, don't you think?"

Lycoris read its function and said with approval, "Gillweed seems to be quite useful."