HP Time and Space Covenant

Arrogant and angry words, said in a drawn-out aristocratic tone, "I assume, even if you don't have pure blood, it is the most basic courtesy to invite guests to sit at the door?"

"I don't think being a pure-blooded nobleman can require the poor junior to be idle all the time waiting for your visit?" Severus raised his eyebrows and replied bluntly.

Do you despise his lineage?As the only half-blood in Slytherin, Severus was well aware of how others treated him.On the first day of school, he didn't participate in the battle for the head of the school because he thought it was troublesome, but he was provoked by the seniors who thought he was not worthy of entering Slytherin House the next day.Dirty half-blood, get out of Slytherin!This is what they say most often.As a result, of course, every pure-blood noble who tried to challenge was taken away by him. He used magic and force, as long as it worked, right?

Within a week, the provocative person stopped showing up.It's just that there is a vacuum around him, no one talks to him, and no one wants to be with him in class-of course, Severus prefers this, he doesn't want to cooperate with a fool with a head full of straw Making potions, who knows if stupidity is contagious.

But not long ago, the Malfoy senior extended a hand of friendship to him in public, announcing Malfoy's acceptance of Severus to the Slytherin students.After that, his situation in the house improved a bit, at least the Slytherins of his year stopped ignoring him.The platinum aristocrat, who has always been tactful and will not miss any opportunities that are beneficial to him, is really angry now that he speaks so freely?Severus understood that his tolerance for being a hybrid would be reduced, but he would never shrink from it.

The black-haired boy's thin body has an inexplicable aura. Although the words he said are not very pleasant, but those dark eyes and thin lips make him actually observe this junior for several months. And Lucius, who was more and more appreciative, couldn't say anything to blame—he really had no reason to ask others to be ready to talk to him at all times, especially since he actually came here for a request.

"Cough," the heir of the Malfoy family coughed in embarrassment, who made the always perfect man catch a cold because of his fascination with reading, "I heard that you made a perfect quality recovery potion in Potions class? "

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy." Severus breathed a sigh of relief.He really didn't want to offend the head of the academy, especially the platinum nobleman had his own merits, and Severus, like his own academy, respected the strong.Although Slytherin's friendship is based on interests, constant temptation is the only way to go.But...think about the guy who is sitting in the small room behind him at this moment, but he is as calm as a king eating his meal!He didn't want to scare the loyal admirer of the Dark Duke in front of him.

Lucius admired in his heart that he was able to make potions of perfect quality even though he was only in the first grade

He used a recovery potion, but judging by his appearance, this is not something that makes him so proud. It is very likely that this junior has been able to make more advanced potions.Are you of mixed blood?He was even more talented than some descendants of the Potions family.He should be able to see the Lord this Christmas, if he tells the Lord about the potions genius...

Withdrawing his god, Lucius, whose voice was slightly hoarse due to a cold, returned to the topic, "Snape, will you make a potion of glory?"

"That's not a problem, I suppose." Hesitating, Severus said.

"Very good, then can I ask you to help me make two bottles of glory potion and one bottle of recovery potion? These are the materials, and the rest is the reward." Lucius handed over an exquisite dragon skin space bag.

Severus didn't reach out immediately, but looked into those gray-blue eyes suspiciously, "Is there no way for the sole heir of the Malfoy family to buy these common potions?"

"Oh, of course not," Lucius' eyes flashed, and he said in a lazy aristocratic tone, "I actually hope to get it at night, and the quality that can be bought in the potion shop does not fit the aesthetics of the Malfoy family." .”

The first-year Slytherins had no classes in the afternoon, and Lucius probably knew that.It's just that Severus planned to discuss with Tom in the afternoon when to take the elixir given by Mr. He hoped that he could stay by Tom's side when Tom was meditating to absorb the effect of the medicine, otherwise he would be unconscious for three whole days. God, he really can't rest assured.

However, Severus also understood that the so-called urgent need for his help to make medicine was probably a temptation from the Malfoy family.He more or less understood the habits of the Slytherin nobles.At this time, he who had no foundation really needed the support of some great nobles to gain a certain amount of popularity - he didn't want others to doubt his qualifications because of his age and background after they knew that he knew Voldemort well.

"Okay." Severus took the dragonskin interspatial bag with the emblem of the Malfoy family, shook it and put it into his interspatial ring, and the fist-sized interspatial bag instantly disappeared between his slender fingers.Pretending not to notice the pupils of the little platinum noble, Severus smiled politely and said, "Master Malfoy, I will send them to the chief dormitory at night."

The little swirl at the corner of Severus' mouth shook Lucius, the god, and he straightened his perfect collar, then nodded smoothly, "I'm looking forward to the hand-crafted one from our excellent potion genius." Work, then, see you tonight."

"See you tonight."

——————— I am the dividing line where narrow-minded Tom is eavesdropping———————

"Lucius Malfoy..." Voldemort said softly

Read the name.

When he was going to use the time travel magic circle to come to this era, Lucius was just a nine-year-old child with a platinum ponytail. Like his father Abraxas, he had the exquisite appearance passed down from generation to generation by the Malfoy family. and arrogant.

Now the head of the academy?This is indeed the seat that the heir to the Malfoy family should take.It's just that now this 17-year-old boy seems to have a special concern for Severus?Is it because of Severus' extraordinary talent or something else? Voldemort suddenly had a feeling that his child was going to be snatched away.

As soon as Severus closed the door and turned around, he saw Voldemort looking at him with a thoughtful expression, curled his lips, "It seems that our honorable Mr. Voldemort has finished his meal?"

"I'm waiting for you, mysev."

What the hell is that doting smile of yours? !The corner of Severus's mouth twitched, he simply stopped looking at him, and sat in his seat to continue the unfinished lunch.

Voldemort felt rejected, "Sev, you don't seem to want to let little Malfoy know that I'm here?"

Severus swallowed the food in his mouth politely, and raised an eyebrow, "I assume that the respected Duke of Darkness should be studying black magic behind closed doors at home, instead of sitting in Slater with an ordinary half-blood wizard Lunch in Lin's bedroom?"

"I don't mind people knowing that you're the one I value most." He's strong enough now, and he's sure his Sif isn't weak enough to be his weakness.

Severus, who was moved by Voldemort's words, pursed his lips, "And then? An 11-year-old Hogwarts freshman, who gained Voldemort's blue eyes, reached the sky in one step?"

Severus looked into Voldemort's eyes uncompromisingly, no one could take away his pride, he insisted on that.

Voldemort retreated from the boy's stubborn and confident expression.

Yes, his Sif is definitely not weak.He just had to trust him and wait for him.

It won't be long.

And the platinum beauty turned around and walked towards her dormitory with a meaningful smile on her face, blinding the passing Slytherin snakes along the way.

Is it really an ordinary half-blood wizard?To have such a special space object, it seems that Severus Snape himself is not as simple as his surname.Moreover, regarding the reason why it is inconvenient for people to enter the room... Lucius felt that he was becoming more and more interested in this junior.

"Luke.

Lucius' fiancée, Narcissa Black, stood at the door of the chief dormitory with a narrow smile on her face, "Why, didn't you even enter the door?"When did the treatment of the heirs of the Malfoy family decrease so severely? "

Lucius looked at his fiancée with some headaches: "Oh, dear Sissy, can you pity me a little?"

"Of course, Luke, you know that I always put your mood first." Narcissa seemed to be unable to hold back her laughter, and quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth gracefully.

"Okay, okay. The most gentle and considerate Sissy, you probably didn't come to laugh at your poor fiancé who had a cold?"

Narcissa waved her wand and cast a soundproof spell: "Luke, I heard from Bella that the Lord will hold a Christmas banquet at the manor this year?"

Lucius glanced at Narcissa in surprise. Lord had just summoned his father about this in the morning, and Bella knew about it and passed it to Narcissa?

"It just so happens that Bella was at Malfoy's house with Aunt Gloria at the time." Narcissa explained.

"Yes, Lord will meet some talented young people at this Christmas feast."

"Then..." Narcissa felt a little speechless, but it was very important to the Black family after all, "Will the Lord meet with the younger family heir?"

Lucius suppressed the smile on his face, and said disapprovingly, "Sissy, I think Sirius should be more mature."

"Oh, yes, yes." Narcissa was very frustrated, "but now there is only him in the Black family..."

If you hadn't pampered him so much...

Lucius knew that there were some things he didn't need to say, but seeing his fiancée looking so sad made him even more dissatisfied with Sirius.

Stretching out his hand to embrace Narcissa in his arms, Lucius comforted: "He's only 11 years old, and the Lord is not an indiscriminate person, it's okay."

What's more, the Black family also has a Regulus Black.

The author has something to say: Little Theater II:

A certain V dressed as an apprentice tailor looked at the little tailor Harry with contempt, "Are you sure you want to bring this?"

"Huh? Huh! You have to abide by the rules here!" Harry gleefully wrapped the cloth strips embroidered with 'kill seven at once' around his body.

I see you just really like that! Palace V resisted the urge to miss Avada—because it was useless here!

"Tom, won't you go with me?" Little Harry, who remembers eating but not playing, asked again before leaving.

"I'm not going to lose face with you!" Palace V went crazy, "Crucio!"

Harry smiled and waved his hand, "Oh, that's useless, Tom, you have a bad memory. I'm leaving, goodbye!"

Never see you again! !Who else allowed you to call me Tom!Only my daughter-in-law can call it!

And the daughter-in-law of Palace V (Da Wu) is squatting in a deep coal mine and drawing circles in a daze.

How do I know that the dead old man is not full enough to feed the animals!Damn it, when I go up, I will kill you and make it into roasted whole goose, roasted whole lamb and fried steak!

The really dark professor shouted silently: Who will pull me up...

The incompatibility between the magic world and the fairy tale world is the most annoying!