[HP] Lost and Returning

At the long Slytherin table, Salazar dined elegantly as always. Lucius looked at his son who was the prefect worriedly, but in return his son glared fiercely. It is not his son's impulsiveness to blame. The internal affairs of Slytherin Solve it, if it were him, he would have to reprimand the student who went out of line, but this student who went out of the way was absolutely untouchable.

Lucius looked up at the professor's seat again. Although he didn't know Professor Wilson's position, at least he didn't have to worry about Severus' safety, but his son... from the boy's words, he probably had to talk to Harry. ?Potter has contact, and if Xiaolong sees it, it is right and wrong.Lucius, who was constantly thinking about it, stopped after eating something, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't eat.

In the afternoon, it was herbalism. When the boy went to class, Lucius stared at the homework on the desk in a daze. The homework was due tomorrow, and he still had a chance to play tricks. For his son, he had to find a way.

Salazar is with the students at the moment, visiting the greenhouse with a chunky witch behind him. Professor Sprout seems to want to arouse the students' interest, so he chooses the first class to do a comprehensive visit, and introduces them to various Interesting plants and fungi: "Hey, don't touch them casually, some plants are poisonous." Stopping a restless Gryffindor, Professor Sprouton maintained a gentle smile: "Remember, to unknown creatures Don't touch them lightly, they can be dangerous at times."

Salazar walked at the back, his eyes were attracted by several pots of mushroom-like plants placed on the low shelf, colorful colors, very charming.He turned his head to look at the professor who was concentrating on the narration and the students who were also concentrating on listening to the lecture. He quietly took out the interspatial bag and used a soundless and wandless cutting spell and summoning spell. In a blink of an eye, those flower pots were empty.

Salazar, who was in a good mood, went back to the dormitory after class, set up a cauldron and started cooking mushrooms. He discovered in Potions class that a crucible is the most convenient way to cook things. Lucius stood by and looked at it stupidly, He recognized what it was, a highly poisonous octopus mushroom, characterized by bright colors and eight claw-like roots. Most importantly, this mushroom was very poisonous, and a small piece was enough to poison a giant monster.

Salazar used Polymorph to conjure a fork and a plate, cooked and ate, and served Lucius with a small plate, he would not abuse his guide.

Lucius was cold all over, the fact that the boy didn't fall down in front of him made him terrified, and the plate handed over made him tremble. I’m not used to this.” Not refusing is death.

Not used to it?Salazar frowned. In his philosophy, the brighter the better, he poured the mushrooms on the plate back into the cauldron. Wizards seem to like to eat things that are overcooked, although in his opinion, mushrooms only need to be boiled It was delicious and chewy in one go.After cooking for a while, Salazar fished out the boiled mushrooms again and handed them to Lucius again.

It has nothing to do with the way it is cooked, the problem is with the food itself.Lucius took the plate tremblingly, he saw the impatience in the boy's eyes, Merlin, what should he do?The entrance was sealed, and he never thought that one day he would die of food poisoning.

Just as Lucius hesitated tremblingly holding the fork, Salazar turned his head and looked out the door.

[Professor Wilson is here again. 】The door didn't ring this time, and the little snake had already faithfully reported.

Salazar waved the door open, and Godric outside the door was about to knock.

"Hey, I'm here to disturb you again." Godric came in with a smile, and closed the door: "Professor Sprouton is hysterical in the faculty meeting room, and some kind of mushroom in her greenhouse has been stolen..." Before he finished speaking, Godric He saw the plate of Chinese food in front of Lucius.

"It's really you." Godric shrugged, he had this premonition when he heard that Professor Sprouton's last class was in the first grade.

Salazar picked up a new batch of cooked mushrooms and handed them over: "Do you want to eat?" Salazar was never a person who ate alone, and he was happy to entertain guests who happened to come to visit.

"...I can't eat it." Godric showed a regretful expression. When they lived together in the past, they mainly hunted animals for a living, so Salazar probably knew which animals wizards could eat and which ones couldn't, but for plants, probably Not so clear.

Anyway, in some respects, Salazar understood Godric, and he could clearly understand the actual meaning of the other person's words. He forked a piece of mushroom and looked at it: "Poisonous?" Turning to the platinum noble next to him, he saw the man He nodded stiffly.

"Sproughton can only keep her worried," Godric sighed, and he couldn't tell the other party that the mushrooms had been eaten, so don't worry about things like this: "I suggest you go to the library to borrow some common plants." Books on fungi are full of pictures, let Mr. Malfoy tell you which ones are poisonous and which ones are not."

Salazar blinked, he didn't want to cause trouble, since wizards didn't eat them, so he could do as the Romans did.

Godric looked sympathetically at Lucius, who exuded relief all over his body. This man was also quite pitiful: "Then I'll go first, it's too noticeable to come here all the time."

Salazar nodded, but didn't stand up, the fork in his hand was still sending the mushrooms to his mouth.

"Tomorrow is your class protecting magical creatures?" Before leaving the door, Godric said, although it was a question, his tone was affirmative, and he emphasized his tone: "No matter what animal Professor Hagrid introduced, don't catch it and eat it .” Godric never forgot watching Salazar eat fried spiders like eating crabs, which was shocking.

Lucius started to feel sick, and he thought of many animals that were not suitable for eating, including spiders.Is this boy human!

When Godric left, Salazar reached out and took back the plate in front of Lucius: "If you can't eat it, you can't eat it. Just say it, don't say that you are not used to it." Really, he boiled the mushrooms to death, The taste is much worse.

Lucius nodded hurriedly, then watched the man opposite him eat up all the poisonous octopus mushrooms.

"Okay, let's go to the hall." Salazar turned Lucius back into a ferret again. After the snack, it was time for dinner, and his guide was still hungry.

Lucius still ate very little for this dinner. During the dinner, his son stared at him fiercely as before. The crime of disfigurement is very serious. The Malfoy family pays attention to appearance, and the platinum nobles are extremely entangled. Well, if this boy is upset with Xiaolong, there are too many ways to get rid of it, and food poisoning is the easiest and invisible one.

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After dinner, Salazar took the ferret to the library, and he would follow Godric's advice as long as it made sense.

"You are not allowed to bring pets in here." Mrs. Pince put her arms around her hips and spoke stiffly.

Salazar frowned slightly, how would he choose books if he didn't bring Lucius in?After a pause, Salazar turned and left.

Ten minutes later, Mrs. Pince saw the first-year Mr. Malfoy again, this time without a pet in his arms, she nodded, and Mrs. Pince made way.

Salazar didn't pull the hat on the back until he turned a corner. It turned out that Mr. Ferret was "holding the corpse" in the hood.

No matter how uncomfortable Lucius is, the boy gave him two options, either to stay upright in the hat without moving, or to enter the interspatial bag. The option of the interspatial bag is scary enough. If it is pressed out of shape, it is more appropriate to "hold the corpse".

Salazar hugged the ferret and followed the ferret's eyes to walk inside.

"Ah, it's you..." A girl's voice came from beside Salazar, and Salazar turned his head. It was Hermione who met in the morning, and Ron and Harry were beside him.Harry?Potter, he said the name completely in his mind.

"Good evening." Salazar nodded, showing proper courtesy.

Hermione and Ron showed expressions as if they were frightened at the same time, only Harry nodded happily: "Good evening, Abraxas." If you call Mr. Malfoy, it seems to be calling another one, which feels bad, so Harry Simply called each other's Christian name.Hermione and Ron swept towards Harry at the same time, their expressions even more strange.

Although Hermione had a good impression of this Malfoy, she didn't expect him to greet her politely. This was the first nobleman to treat her so courteously, and Harry's reaction was beyond her expectation.

"Don't you want to call him Mr. Malfoy?" Harry scratched his head and winked at the two friends, "Don't you think it's weird?"

Either Mister Malfoy or Abraxas was weird.Hermione also found the weirdness of these two names.

"Abraxas is fine." Salazar said.

"Are you here to borrow books?" Hermione couldn't get used to it all of a sudden, so she asked directly without the title.

"Well, about plants and fungi, the kind of book that introduces various types." Salazar nodded.

"Herbalism needs?" Hermione pointed to a certain bookshelf: "All books of that type are on that shelf."

"Thank you." Salazar thanked him without saying anything, and walked away.

"It's incredible." Ron rubbed his eyes: "Is he really a Malfoy?"

"A Malfoy thanking me," Hermione murmured to herself, and it was a strange feeling. She looked at the platinum boy and then at the two friends: "I think he's all right, he's holding That ferret is cute too." After marveling at the boy's behavior, her interest turned to the cute little animals.

"Pets are not allowed in the library." Harry gestured toward the entrance, "I hope Mrs. Pince won't find out about it."

While the golden trio were whispering, Salazar had picked out two books, put the ferret back into the hood, and left.

At night, Salazar's bedroom.

Salazar roughly flipped through one of the books, and then handed it to Lucius: "Is there anything I can't eat?" There was a bit of doubt in his tone, because he thought these things looked delicious.

Lucius was dumbfounded, this is what he specially chose - one hundred common poisonous plants, took some time to find his voice, he said weakly: "These are not edible, generally speaking, the more Bright and attractive plants are more poisonous."

Salazar curled his lips in a rare childish way: "What kind of taste is this?" with a hint of complaint.

Lucius couldn't answer. In his opinion, the real problem with taste was the boy, not him.