HP Disguise Magus

This morning's blessing of flowers gave Amy a great start to her first day of school.Her spirit was finally cheered up, and she no longer worried about gains and losses. Anyway, it was just soldiers coming to cover up the water and the earth.After spending the non-class time in the common room, Harry Ron and Amy went downstairs to meet Hermione who had finished the Ancient Runes class, and entered the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom together.

The professor has imprinted his own character traits on this classroom.The curtains were drawn tightly, and the light was dimmer than usual with only the dim light from the candles.There were previously unseen drawings on the walls, many of people in pain, grisly wounds and bizarrely twisted body parts.After the students sat down, no one spoke, and all turned their heads to look at the eerie pictures on the wall.

Amy also looked at the surrounding layout, and thought of the flowers in the morning, Amy wanted to laugh, but she didn't expect the professor to have such romantic thoughts. Many Gryffindor boys and girls came to ask Amy about this magic this morning. If you let them know that it was done by Professor Snape, no one will believe it.

The professor is really happy to be able to teach his favorite Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Although he still has a straight face, he is in a state of enjoying talking about Dark Arts and Defense Against the Dark Arts. Of course, the students are not very happy. They feel a little scary.

"Dark magic," said Snape, "is of all kinds and variety and variety and endless variety. Wrestling with them is like fighting a monster with many heads, where a new head pops up immediately after one head is cut off." , more vicious and cunning than the original one. You are dealing with something unpredictable and indestructible."

"Therefore, your defenses," said Snape, raising his voice slightly, "must also be as flexible and innovative as the Dark Arts you have to deal with. These pictures," he pointed at a few of them as he walked, "Vividly depicting those who suffer, say, from the Cruciatus Curse," (he gestures to a witch who is clearly screaming in pain) "feeling the kiss of a dementor," (a warlock curled up in a corner , with lost eyes) "or be invaded by an infernal corpse," (a pool of blood on the ground).

"So, have people actually seen an Inferi?" Parvati Patil asked in a thin voice, "Is he really using the Inferi?"

"The Dark Lord has used Inferi in the past," said Snape, "which means we should assume he'll use them again." The professor's gaze flicked over Amy, who couldn't help but chuckle, he could not The voice and color are also very powerful.

In the afternoon, under the uncomfortable gazes of Ron and Harry, Amy went to Hagrid's protection of magical creatures class alone. "Say hello to Hagrid for us," they muttered.

The afternoon sun was just right and the sky was blue. It was really comfortable to come out and breathe the fresh air in such fine weather. Amy didn't understand why Harry and the others didn't choose.

But even the best weather couldn't bring Hagrid back.Hagrid and Amy looked at each other on the field.No other students showed up until the bell rang for class.This is a bit embarrassing.

"Uh, Professor Ruburt?" Amy said cautiously.

"Oh, Amy, just call me Hagrid," he said expectantly, "Where are the three of Harry?"

Amy was even more embarrassed, "Well, I guess the three of them have too many classes, so..." Amy said tactfully, unable to bear to see Hagrid's expression.

Hagrid looked downcast like a big bear.

"Hagrid," Amy tried to say with the most expectant tone, "what are we going to learn today?"

"Oh, well," Hagrid tried to pull himself together, "Because it's an improvement class on the protection of magical creatures, I want to show you some interesting animals, ha," he suddenly raised his voice, "let those few Be jealous, little guy. Amy, you know, there are many kinds of magical creatures living in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, let's start with Mortra!"

"Wow, that's kind of cool, Amy," said Ron enviously. They went to the auditorium for dinner after Potions class, and hearing Amy and Hagrid go to the Forbidden Forest to observe Mortra rat made him feel that this class was a bit fun .

While Harry and Hermione sat arguing about whether Harry should use the battered copy of "Advanced Potion-Making", Ginny joined in after a while.

Amy was a little uncomfortable with the Potions class without the professor.But Hermione was even more uncomfortable, because Harry became the top student in Potions class.Amy knew that it was the professor's old textbooks. She smiled and watched Harry and Hermione chatting back and forth while eating, and she was not going to get involved.It's like watching Harry Potter live.

After dinner, Amy made some disguise and came to the professor's office.You know, many students are very curious about who her boyfriend is, and she blocked part of her curiosity by saying that her boyfriend is not in this school.

"Have a good new semester," the two exchanged a long kiss, and the professor joked while hugging his little girlfriend.

Amy wanted to jump up and settle accounts with him for the summer vacation, but then thought of his flowers, and slowly nestled back, "It's better than summer vacation anyway." Amy poked his front breast resentfully. "Bellatrix didn't bother you, did she?"

"No," said the professor casually. "I said she couldn't do anything to me."

"What's with the flowers in the morning?" asked Amy again.

"Do you like it? Well, when Narcissa turned 17 years old, I saw Lucius celebrate her birthday like this. Lucius said it was very wonderful." The professor said frankly.

Amy was speechless.She knew that the professor would not have thought of such a romantic idea.But he still thought hard.

"I like it very much," Amy kissed his lips, "but did you remember wrong!" Amy said fiercely, "It's my birthday in twelve days!"

The professor sneered, "It's an ancient tradition for wizards to celebrate their birthdays. In the wizarding world, before a witch's birthday, a fairy sends her blessings every day. There are twelve fairies in total. I don't know if you have heard of Muggles. The story of Sleeping Beauty, I think it might have come from here."

"Wow," Amy really didn't know. Although Andromeda was a pure-blood wizard, she betrayed her blood, so she probably didn't care about it, and she didn't tell the Tonks sisters. "Thank you for the birthday present, I'm looking forward to it!"

"But how did you prepare this?" Amy was puzzled, "What kind of magic do you need?"

The professor lazily said, "There is a witch shop in Diagon Alley. If you like it, we can go back and ask about it."

"No, that's nice enough. I love you."

In the next few days, Amy will get a surprise every day, some of these surprises are a string of diamond necklaces next to her pillow when she wakes up, some are a pure gold music box delivered by an owl at dusk, and dresses, etc. Wait, there's even a bottle of wine.

On the evening of their birthday, the professor and Amy came to the Room of Requirement, which has been transformed into a very romantic restaurant. The ceiling above them is like the ceiling of the auditorium, reflecting the charming sunset at dusk.The same goes for the four walls, they seem to be overlooking the whole of Hogwarts.

Amy changed into the dark purple dress she received in the magical locker room, and appeared in front of the professor after elaborately dressing up.

The professor couldn't hide the astonishment in his eyes, and his expression was the most gentle that Amy had ever seen. "Happy 17th birthday, my little witch."

"Thank you," Amy blushed a little, and briskly sat down on the chair the professor pulled out.The professor suddenly leaned over and grabbed a deep kiss.

"Well, it seems that the professor is very satisfied with the dress and dress he sent." Amy joked, watching the professor return to his seat and open the fruit wine she received.

"Exactly. I picked my favorite color. It suits you too."

"This is probably the most romantic night I've ever spent at Hogwarts, Severus," Amy toasted with the professor. Next dessert.The wine was also delicious, as if it had melted into her limbs, her body was getting hotter and hotter, and she felt drunk.

"Me too," the professor frowned suddenly, "where did you get this wine?"

"Isn't it a gift every day?" Amy said inexplicably, raised her glass and slowly approached the professor. She was like a snake, trying to wrap herself around the person in front of her.

"I should go," the professor suddenly stood up and sat down heavily, showing gnashed teeth, "I should have thought that Lucius is not a good guy!"

"What?" Amy felt very happy in her mind, and realized that the dress and dress on her body seemed to be getting lighter and more transparent, but she couldn't react, and her brain had stopped turning.

"The gift he gave Narcissa," the professor hurriedly dealt with the tired Amy, "what is the 17th birthday gift..."

"Don't mention others at this time, professor," Amy chuckled, closed her eyes, and instinctively gagged the professor's mouth.

The Room of Requirement unexpectedly turned into a bed, and Amy thought with the last sober reason that the starry sky is so beautiful.

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