[HP] Lost and Returning

Salazar, a wizard who is not a wizard, gets along well with the students of Slytherin and Gryffindor at the same time. It is ironic to say that, because the leaders of the two colleges, Draco and Ha Li was very kind to him, and he himself was not disliked, so the students of the two colleges were very polite when they saw him.

Harry kept running to the headmaster's office, Lucius?Malfoy's matter has not been thoroughly investigated, and he is worried. Last year in the Ministry of Magic's battle, he clearly understood what kind of evil person the other party was, but Dumbledore just patted him on the shoulder and said that nothing would happen.Harry had no choice but to advise the college students not to go out at night.

Harry himself was also in a hurry, Snape kept directing him to do this and that, once asked him to extract the juice of catalpa seeds, and said that it would take a whole glass bottle, Merlin bless, if he hadn't been in the Half-Blood Prince's A shortcut was found in the potions book, and he'd definitely have a busy night.

This semester, Harry has become a lot more devious. Instead of talking back to Snape, he ran to Professor McGonagall for help. Because of the Quidditch competition, he had already been deducted a lot of points by Snape. Even missed the game, the Gryffindors would hate him.

Professor McGonagall was also very concerned about the reputation of her college. She went to the cellar with a tiger face and strongly demanded that Snape let Harry go to train.

Snape had no expression on his face, but he scolded the savior a thousand times in his heart, the damned bastard who didn't know what to do, who was obedient and obedient on the surface, dared to ask for help!

A reckless savior is difficult to deal with, and a savior with a little brain is even more troublesome!

Snape finally compromised after being bombarded by McGonagall for three hours. Gryffindor really couldn't bear to pester people, at least Snape couldn't bear it. What he didn't expect when he announced the compromise was that he was more powerful than McGonagall. The green-eyed little monster that troubled the president of the Lion Academy even more. Of course, this happened in the future, so let's not mention it now.

Harry happily went to the training, and finally felt like seeing the sun again.

Godric also ran to join in the fun, teaching the Quidditch team to train, limited to three houses, because the students of Slytherin House ignored him at all, Godric had nothing to do about it, there was still such a thing as a generation gap.

On Saturday, Harry was exhausted after playing Quidditch all day. He didn't forget the confinement in the dungeon. In case someone finds a fault and points are deducted, he went to the dungeon after training.

cellar.

As usual, Harry prepared potions for class. He was a little lacking and he tried his best. Snape didn't have time to take care of him, and made potions on his own.

What Snape was brewing was the formula Wilson gave him, an improved version of the potion of agility. After studying the operation process, even Snape had to admire the potion talent of the other party, so he rearranged the formula Copy in the notebook, and then leave a vertical line of blank habitual comments.After jotting down a few notes, Snape stopped writing, this man is much more capable than those idiots in the textbook, some cutting techniques and material combinations are the most simple.

Snape looked at the potion that was in the process of brewing. In order to brew it, he didn't sleep all day and night, and the progress was stable, and it would take about an hour to finish. Going to correct the homework, turning around to look at the honest savior, Snape didn't bother to teach anything.

Harry yawned and glanced up furtively, wondering what potion Snape had made.What he saw from a certain memory once made Harry understand why the professor hated him, but thinking about it now, even though the professor hated him, he still taught him Occlumency, and he had saved him many times before. It was the same in the infirmary, even though he hated him to the bone, Snape still tried to save him.

Seeing that Snape was going to correct his homework, Harry carefully moved two steps forward, wanting to see what was recorded in the open notebook, huh?The distance was still a bit far away, and Harry looked a little struggling, but the typesetting of the note taking notes looked familiar.

"What are you doing!" a voice roared, very harsh in the originally quiet cellar.

"Ah!" Harry, who was leaning over to look at things, was already unsteady, but the sudden roar made him startled, his body tilted, and he was about to fall to the ground, and Harry, who was agile, reflexively grabbed something for support. .

Harry grabbed the chair next to him with his right hand, but the chair had no roots and couldn't stand up. With Harry's grasp, the chair flipped over, and one of the arms accidentally hit the large cauldron that was cooking something.

"Bang-dang-boom-" the crucible was overturned.

After all, Harry fell to the ground, and the potion remained along the operating table and dripped onto Harry's right side. He moved his body quickly, who knew what it was made of, and he might die as soon as he touched it.

It happened so fast that Snape didn't have time to stop it, his face was completely black in an instant, and if the potion was not boiled to the point, it might bring those side effects, such as the body would convulse for three days.He quickly walked around to the other side of the workbench, picked up the stunned Potter, glanced at it, and then looked at the distribution of potions on the ground, fortunately, it wasn't stained.

If Harry was really suspected of being stupid at the beginning, then he is really stunned now, because Snape's instant reaction, although the expression is still bitter and bitter, but the action is more inclined to save him from the failure. Pull aside the potion potion.

"You idiot, are you full of slugs in your head!" The next moment, Snape focused all his attention on the ruined potion: "Look at what you did! One hundred points from Gryffindor ! And confinement!"

Harry pulled the corners of his lips, trying to change his expression of humility. With this calculation, his confinement will be scheduled until next year.

"Except for the competition, you are not allowed to go to all the training!" Snape continued to roar angrily. He knew that the entertainment Harry cared about the most was Quidditch. The reason why the competition was not restricted was because the woman McGonagall was too Wordy.

In fact, according to normal people's thinking, Harry would be driven away, or handed over to Filch, so as not to save the dungeon from harming the cellar, but Snape was born to worry about his life, and Potter couldn't do anything better. Let him rest assured.

Merlin's pants!Harry could swallow an egg with his mouth wide open, but this time Snape was so angry that he got [-] points and was deducted all at once, and he was banned from training!Harry's intestines are so regretful, why is he leaning over if it's nothing!

Then until ten o'clock in the evening, Harry was like a house elf, wearing special gloves and obediently squatting on the ground to clean up the scene. He couldn't use magic, and the drowsiness was gone. He wiped and looked up to see someone set up the cauldron again Concentrating on cooking, he who should have been dissatisfied suddenly felt that Snape's serious appearance was quite attractive.

It was when Harry came out of the cellar that he was completely exhausted and about to collapse.

He went out from the corridor, and when he turned a corner, he stopped, because two students happened to be walking over. The corridor outside the cellar was rarely visited because it was remote, but it was also one of the roads leading to the Slytherin dormitory, and it was very Unfortunately, he knew both of the Slytherins who came, in some way - Draco?Malfoy and Abraxas?Malfoy.

Salazar just went to Hagrid's place and took a lot of chili sauce. On the way back to the dormitory, Draco met the night watchman. As a prefect, he had a routine night watch around 10:30, and Draco saw him go out in violation of the rules. They didn't blame anything, the two walked back together silently, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Harry was struggling, he couldn't swear, and he couldn't say hello either.

Because of Harry's hesitation, Draco frowned and didn't take the initiative to curse.

Salazar looked around, raised his eyebrows and walked forward without stopping, and only said a word: "Good night, Harry."

On a certain level, Salazar is absolutely invincible, because the two people next to him were stunned by this sentence.

Salazar took two steps forward, turned to Draco who was in a daze, "Aren't you going back?"

Draco came back to his senses, gave the green-eyed boy a hard look, and left without finding fault.

Draco has been very busy recently, he would run to the Room of Requirement whenever he had time, and he would go there after the night watch, but the prefect's night watch time is only until 11:30, that is to say, he would be considered a violation after this time, so He rarely goes at night.

It was already very late when Harry returned to his dormitory, he was too tired to pay attention to Ron's question, and almost climbed into bed, his body was very tired, but his mind kept thinking, Snape's abnormality, maybe that Men have always been like that, but he just realized it now. Thinking about it, Harry's thoughts drifted to the two Malfoys again, the same blond hair and gray eyes dangled in front of his eyes, and finally the biggest Malfoy That arrogant face, by the way, Lucius hasn't been found yet?Malfoy.

Harry carefully recalled everything that happened in the bathroom that day. He was frightened and stupid at that time, otherwise, he would not have been knocked down so easily. He went to find Moaning Myrtle later, but the ghost didn't remember anything up.Harry had a hunch that the platinum man must still be at Hogwarts, but where exactly?

Thinking about it, Harry fell asleep in a daze. He was so tired that he forgot that he should clear his mind before going to sleep instead of thinking about problems.

In the middle of the night, Harry, who had already fallen asleep, frowned, with sweat streaming down his forehead, looking a little struggling. Suddenly, he sat up abruptly, opened his eyes, covered his chest with one hand, exhaled desperately, suppressed Beating heart.Damn it, Harry cursed inwardly, he could now tell the nuances of being peeped into the brain and normal dreaming.

Just now, Harry felt that his brain had been invaded. In just a moment, he broke free and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Harry stood up and poured a glass of water. He was so cold that he had no intention of going back to sleep. After calming down and breathing, He thought carefully about whether he had been spied on by the Dark Lord just now.

He had erected the barrier in time, so there shouldn't be any important information missing, but he'd been thinking about the bathroom before going to bed, and dreaming about those things, Draco?Malfoy and Lucius?Malfoy, there was only this scene in all. At this moment, he suddenly realized one thing, that Lucius, who was fanatical and loyal to the Dark Lord, didn't kill him, it was too strange.

At this very moment, in a certain dark room, Voldemort's expression was terribly ferocious, and his blood-red eyes were full of murderous intent.