Potions master online flower gardening

1981 was an important day for the entire wizarding world.

On this day, the dark clouds hanging over the heads of the wizards finally dissipated, and people cheered and celebrated as if they were reborn.

In the tavern, on the street, people who know or don't know each other congratulate and say hello to each other, and they are all beaming.

And it is completely different from the lively and festive atmosphere outside, in the Hogwarts cellar.

Like a barrier, it isolates the outside atmosphere from the temperature.

Only cold and dead silence remained.

Snape was sitting there, his eyes glazed over, black and blue.

His pale expressionless face reflected the emerald green light from the lake, as lifeless as a floating corpse.

He didn't know what time it was outside, or how long he had been sitting in this position.

He also didn't want to know.

If possible, he would just sit like this forever, with regret and grief for Lily's death.

He didn't want to care about the disappearance of the mysterious man, he didn't care about the savior boy, he just wanted, just wanted his Lily to be alive, alive, alive.

Covering his face, grief spread all over his body. He felt as if he was in deep water, dead silent, cold, and in pain.

What broke the silence was a very slight crackling sound, like the sound of pebbles being smashed against glass.

It was also like the sound of a fish tail passing by the window and hitting the glass.

But Snape didn't respond, didn't move, he seemed to have closed himself off, everything had nothing to do with him.

Even if a ghost appeared in front of his eyes at this moment, he would probably remain indifferent.

Then, a "ghost" really appeared in front of his eyes.

White, flickering, then disappearing.

Snape "..."

The pupils contracted almost invisibly, and the hand had already landed on the wand.Even if he is in a depressed state, fighting has always been his body's instinct.

"Who?" he asked into the air.

His voice became dry and hoarse from sitting silently for a long time.

To be honest, he really doesn't want to care about anything right now, why can't he stay quietly for a while?

A violent mood arises spontaneously, if the unlucky guy who appears next second is not what he wants to see, then the end can be imagined.

He stood up.

His back was straight, his hand was holding his wand firmly, and his dark eyes were gliding around the dark place and every part of the room with a faint light.

However, nothing happened.

He didn't just relax, but became even more tense.

At this time, a small gust of fresh wind from nowhere blows through the closed and empty room, as if the earth is revived with the warmth of spring.

His mind suddenly felt an indescribable clarity and relief, as if the bad mood of the past few days had been blown away.

He was suddenly in no hurry to meet the intruder.

"Chi" he sneered, "a coward shrinking in the dark"

I don't know who to refer to.

Seemingly defenseless, he turned around, still holding his wand firmly in his sleeve, walked towards the door step by step, pushed the door open, and stepped out.

As the door closed and he disappeared, the room returned to silence.

A figure, from shallow to deep in the lake water.Slowly, it floated out.

She has long, fluffy hair that reaches to her waist, her skin is whiter than snow, and her red lips are dazzling.

The whole person is slightly glowing.

Her appearance was magnificent, and her lake-blue eyes were as bright as the surface of a lake full of moonlight.

She was floating in mid-air, and her tender green dress floated slightly around her body.

She doesn't look like a ghost.It looks like a legendary elf, slender and light.

She leaned slightly and flew around the room.

Looking around the room curiously.

The room furnishings are really simple, except for the desk bookshelf and a few chairs, there is only a big bed on the other side of the room.

A little boring, she thought, planning to go back.

"Maybe"

"I know who this lady is"

"And, why is it here?"

The abrupt voice froze the figure who was about to leave.

The silky and deep voice sounded like fright to her at this moment.

As if being petrified, the silver-haired beauty, whose light had dimmed a bit, turned her head slowly, slowly.

She saw the indifferent black-haired man standing in the shadows by the door, standing silently for an unknown how long.After she thought he had left...

His whole body is in the dark, his expression is unclear, but he can still feel the danger that is ready to go.

So, the silver-haired beauty who was still standing still just now disappeared in the next second.

His face trembled.

Snape had nothing to say.

From the lake, you can still clearly see the movement in the room.

Squatting in an unknown corner with his chin propped, his silver hair fluttering with the waves.Watching intently, and the voyeur himself did not feel ashamed of peeping at others...

The black-haired wizard patrolled every corner of the room, constantly shaking off all kinds of magic, presumably the next time he saw it would be an iron wall.

She changed direction and held her chin to think.

She just happened to see this guy.

Seeing that he was obviously in pain, his whole body was going to collapse, but he was strong/standing, and he didn't know what he relied on to stand upright.

He is a contradictory person, not good-looking, but unexpectedly eye-catching.

She squatted in a corner where he couldn't see and grabbed the water plants at hand, looking careless.

After a pause, she shuttled to the bottom of the lake like a fish. Holding a plant she picked in her hand, she hid again, and waited until there was no one in the room before quietly appearing, using a bubble to hold the plant and suspending it over the desk superior.

The human being seemed to need such a gift, she thought.

She thought that she would leave no name for her good deeds, tossing her hair, turning around and disappearing again.

Plants in bubbles, emitting a soft silver light in the dark.

It was such a strange scene that Snape saw when he came back.In a dim room, there is a ball of white light, and inside are mercury flowers that have been sold at sky-high prices on the black market...

Snape: ? ? ?

Snape:! ! !

As a master of potions, apart from the pursuit of powerful magic, precious magic plants are more exciting to him than giving him a Gringotts.

And when Snape, who was holding a delicate test tube with excitement and intending to put the mercury flower properly, saw the traces of rough harvesting on the root of the mercury flower, his veins burst and the test tube burst... …

Clean up with a black face.

Snape began to think about the sudden appearance of magical plants, bubbly, aquatic plants.

So the answer is obvious.

It seems that next time I need to have a good talk with this unnamed lady about entering and leaving a Hogwarts professor's private domain at will.

Snape seemed to think so plainly.

Turn around and go into the bedroom.

No one knows how much magic has been placed on the office after leaving.nobody? emmmmm

The author has something to say:

Snape: Very well, you managed to get my attention.sneer.JPG

(What am I talking about again!)