Lily and the potion master's HP daily life

Lily and Snape have different opinions on many issues. Although Lily understands that she is very obsessed with Snape, it does not mean that she is willing to go against her nature. Compared with other Slytherins, Snape has too much Sympathy, the current dangerous situation is also his own fault, Lily admires his potion talent very much and falls in love with him because of it, and also clearly knows that his childhood life in the Muggle world makes him not a perfect Slytherin, personality Being arrogant and looking down on the weak has a bottom line and a conscience. You must know that Slytherin does not achieve his goals by any means. Now that the two of them have torn off the veil of warmth and revealed their true faces, Lily feels a headache and can only take one step now. one step away.

Lily ran into Harry on the way to the library the next day, along with Hermione and Ron.

"I suppose we can talk now, Green?" Hermione asked awkwardly.

Lily stopped holding the book and said, "Okay, tell me now, and I'll listen."

"Let's go somewhere else, everyone is watching us," said Harry, pulling Lily out.

By the Black Lake, Lily said: "Now, we can talk."

Hermione blushed, and Harry and Ron beside them swallowed, "Do you have the skin of the African tree snake or the horn of a bicorn? I mean, we want to study to improve the level of potions. said Hermione.

Lily looked at Hermione, and it seemed that she couldn't think of a better reason, "I can understand it this way, the three want to make banned potions, and I need to provide the materials."

"How is that possible, isn't it, Harry." Ron poked Harry next to him, and Harry nodded grimly.

Lily raised one eyebrow, she didn't want to care about any lawsuits between them, "The market price of first-class African tree snake skin is three gold Galleons and seventeen silver Sickles per gram, and the horn of a bicorn is seventeen silver Sickles per gram." Six gold Galleons and five silver Sickles, how much do you need?"

"How expensive, Hermione, let's forget it." Ron wrinkled his face into a bun, and he couldn't buy a gram of it with all his wealth.

"Deal, we want ten grams each, when can you deliver the goods?" Hermione asked.

Ron still thought it was too expensive, but he couldn't stop Hermione, so he could only hope that Lily could make a discount. Ron asked hopefully; "Can I get a discount, Lily, we have such a strong relationship, especially for Harry's sake?" Come on, let's make it cheaper!"

Lily said: "I can give you a 8% discount, for the sake of being friends, neither of your brothers has ever offered a discount, so you've made a lot of money, Ron." It seems that Lily really secretly provided the students with potions Materials, to earn the difference, Ron was surprised that George and Fred also bought materials from her, it really is a family that can do business.

"Then, I see you three." Lily waved with a smile.

"Lily, wait for me, let's talk." Harry followed Lily and walked towards the castle, leaving Ron and Hermione in place.

Lily warmed her hands with breath, and asked, "To make compound soup, I'll give you a bottle directly. If you have to spend that much effort, do it secretly, and you won't laugh when you're kicked out of school."

Harry patted Lily on the shoulder with a friendly smile, and said, "Hermione and the others really want to experience it, and I'm not short of Galleon, and it's good to do bad things secretly, but I really I want to ask you if Malfoy is the heir to the Chamber of Secrets? The servants of their family leaked the word during the summer vacation, so it must be related to their family."

Lily felt that it was time to take a good look at this sensitive teenager: "Yes, it has something to do with the Malfoy family. The Malfoy family lost a diary and it is now on Ginny Weasley's body. The heir is not Draco Malfoy. But that This diary is the key to the Chamber of Secrets, where Ginny Weasley did both the trap on the wall and Filch's cat."

"Oh, it's really interesting. It seems that everyone has not wronged Malfoy. The source is their family. How about telling Principal Dumbledore?" Harry asked enthusiastically.

Lily didn't think this was a good suggestion. She frowned and thought about it, and said, "We can wait and see what the purpose of these people is, Harry, I don't want Dumbledore to know that I am providing you with this People of the news, I have my concerns. If you think it's not good, you can take that diary and study it to see what's wrong with it. I think Miss Ginny will recover soon, although she will be negative for a while. "Harry also thought this was a good way, and he didn't want to rashly expose too many things to Dumbledore.

"Are you going back to watch the Quidditch match? Although you think you might be stimulated by Malfoy, come out and improve your skills. You will definitely pass the registration next year." Harry kindly reminded.

"I think I won't have much time to participate in Quidditch next year, so I don't plan to sign up, and Snape should have given Flint an order not to allow me to participate in Quidditch." Speaking of this, Lily's words became Bitter gourd face: "But I will go to watch your game. I must win. Although I am a little sorry for the college's score, I don't want to see Malfoy's smug face again."

"Of course, I will definitely win beautifully." Harry said confidently, then Lily and Harry punched each other cheerfully, and they looked at each other and smiled.

Harry woke up early on Saturday morning and lay in bed for a while, thinking about the upcoming Quidditch match.He was a little nervous, mostly thinking about what Wood would say if Gryffindor lost, but also thinking that they were up against a team riding the fastest broom money could buy.Never before had he been more eager to beat the Slytherins.He was churning inside, and lay with eyes open for half an hour, then got up, dressed, and went downstairs for an early breakfast.When he got to the Great Hall, he found the rest of the Gryffindor team crowded around the long, empty dining table, nervous and taciturn.

Eleven o'clock gradually approached, and the teachers and students of the whole school began to go to the Quidditch stadium.It was a hot and humid day, and there was a faint thunder in the sky.Ron and Hermione hurried over to wish Harry good luck as he entered the dressing room.The players donned their bright red Gryffindor uniforms before sitting down to give them their customary pre-match pep talk from Shinwood.

When they came out to the arena, they were greeted by a din of voices.There was mostly cheering, as both Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs wanted to see Slytherins defeated, but there were also boos and boos from the Slytherins of the crowd.Mrs. Hooch, the Quidditch referee, asked Flint and Wood to shake hands, and they stared at each other menacingly and squeezed each other's hands unnecessarily.

"Listen to my whistle," said Mrs Hooch, "three two one"

There was a lot of noise in the crowd, welcoming them to take off, and the fourteen team members jumped into the leaden sky together.

It was starting to rain; Harry felt big drops of rain hitting his face and splashing on his glasses.He was completely ignorant of the rest of the field until he heard the commentator Lee Jordan say: "The Slytherin team leads, sixty to zero."

Apparently, the Slytherin team's Superbroom was at work, while the crazy Bludger did its best to knock Harry out of the air.Fred and George were now flying so close to Harry that Harry could only see their thrashing arms, with no hope of finding the Snitch, let alone catching it.

"It seems that Harry Potter has some minor problems, Lily, that Bludger is crazy, do you want to help him?" Zabini gloated.

"I don't have that much ability yet, but Harry will definitely win. Do you want to bet 30 Galleons, Blaise?" Lily asked with interest.

"I don't want to put Gold Gallon in your pocket for nothing. It seems that our young master is going to get angry again this time." Zabini said while watching the arena with a brass telescope.

Harry had spotted the Snitch, and was right over Malfoy's head, and soon Gryffindor was winning the match.

Then there was a bang, a splash, and Harry fell in the mud and rolled off the broom.His arms hung there at a very odd angle.In fits of agony, he heard many whistles and shouts, which seemed to come from a great distance.He took a closer look and saw the Snitch was firmly clutched in Harry's injured hand.

"Aha," he mumbled, "we won," and passed out.When he woke up, he was still lying on the field, with the rain splashing on his face, and someone was bending over to watch him.

He saw a row of gleaming teeth. "Oh, no, no you," he moaned. "Don't know what he's talking about," Lockhart said loudly to the anxious Gryffindors gathered around. "Don't worry, Harry. I'm about to fix your arm."

Then Harry lost all the bones in his arm, and by this time Harry missed Lily's healing potion terribly.

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☆、Chapter 18