toast life

Observe and observe again, watching the messy medicinal materials that Neville Longbottom brought back from the cabinet for storing medicinal materials, which basically has nothing to do with today's class, being guided by that handsome man casually in this way and that way. After cutting and grinding, he put it into the boiling cauldron. He immediately felt the anger of the godfather rising, and the temperature of the whole classroom dropped a lot...

However, the godfather obviously hates someone who desecrates his beloved potion. This time, he just held his breath and would rather find a dead ghost to vent his anger. He didn't find the culprit to spray the venom. It seems that the identity of this man is not simple. He actually let the godfather Control that poisonous tongue...

Write a letter to Dad when you get back to the dormitory next time...

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There are also many little snakes who have the same idea as Draco Malfoy.Before knowing the identity of this man, they would rather settle down.

And Harry Potter, absent-mindedly stirring his pot of liquid that was relatively faded from the potion required for this lesson, stared nervously in Neville's direction—

"Ah! Neville, he..."

Harry couldn't help but exclaimed when Neville took the medicine from Voldemort's hand and threw it into the cauldron, stirred it, and continued to throw the medicine.No matter how bad his potion grades are, he can tell that those medicinal materials are not for today's class...

"Quiet Harry, I think you are the savior. There is no reason for 'that person' to hurt Neville here openly." Hermione reminded Harry that fighting the devil is the job of the savior. If you plan to duel with Harry, then you should not hurt others...

But—"What on earth is he trying to do?"... The two of them looked at Neville, and at their feet lay a little red-haired boy who had been firmly suppressed by a girl's feet. lion……

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"Here, little fat man, put this next~"

Roy handed Neville some ground plant root powder, secretly sighing in his heart that this little fat man is really simple and trustworthy, but just smiled and said to him that he would help him correct the wrong potion, he Just believe it...——It is said that he used to always smile like this when negotiating, and then the whole negotiation process will become very short and easy (Louy language).

Neville sprinkled powder into the crucible little by little according to the instructions of the kind-hearted man who didn't know his name, and then stirred it three times to the left and three times to the right for nine times—that is to say, he has endured this time for so long, and the crucible is actually real. It didn't explode—he looked at Roy trustingly with bright eyes.

"Changed, turned into rainbow colors... what should I do?" Stuttered the report.

"Huh? How come?"

Roy, who was still smiling, stared blankly at the finished product in front of him. The bright rainbow-like color and the faint fragrance clearly told him that the potion had been successfully boiled, but he didn't know what effect it had. that's all...

"What is this thing?!" It looks like a good thing rather than a dangerous one...

Hearing their conversation, the potion master, who had been paying attention to this side for a long time, hurried over, and the moment he saw the strange potion in the crystal bottle, his eyes glowed green. Almost the whole person jumped on it and pushed Neville and Roy away by the way - completely forgetting that one of the people he pushed out was his former immediate boss.

"This is—" the potions master held tightly the crystal bottle that was snatched from his hand, carefully observed everything he could observe, and then shook his hands excitedly, "This is 'Merlin's gift'..." It is said that the magic potion that can bring the newly dead back to life without paying any price like the principle of "equal exchange" in alchemy. The formula has long been submerged in the torrent of history, leaving only legends. He once thought it was a rumor. The life-saving medicine, taken on a daily basis, can also increase the upper limit of the original magic power...

Such a potion that so many potion masters have been pursuing for a lifetime is hard to find, and it is so simple. Simple. Simple. Simple? !

Severus Snape looked at his former boss with complicated eyes.

And what about Roy at this time?Looking at Neville with infinite annoyance and plaintiveness.

Although he doesn't understand what the hell, but... "Why... why didn't it explode? Why?"

ah? "Are you trying to make Neville explode the cauldron on purpose?"

Harry finally couldn't help asking.

"Yeah..." Roy nodded, and replied quite naturally, "If the cauldron explodes, I can help the little fatty block it, and then...hehehehe..." As long as the angle is right, he can die...( I completely forgot that I was a certain ghost that couldn't die in a normal way...)

Then you save the beauty as a hero? !Hearing his strange laughter, everyone imagined to take over for him with black lines on their faces, and then they all glanced at Neville, and the little snakes began to castigate him. How could such a fat man deserve to be liked?Your taste is really special...

Roy, who didn't know that everyone's thoughts were already distorted, continued to imagine the scene of his death beautifully, while Neville... his face turned red because of everyone's distorted thoughts, and he lowered his head and remained silent.The always reserved Professor Snape was still excitedly bottled all the potions in Neville's cauldron...

Suddenly, I thought of the sentence that Headmaster Dumbledore often said: Love is the most powerful force in the world... Looking at the strange and chaotic scene in front of us, even friends can't tell if Neville has Where are the good Harry and Hermione, a few thick black lines slid down heavily from the back of their heads...

Monitor?admirer!

After appearing in the Potions classroom that day, Roy began to appear in the public eye unscrupulously.

Throughout Hogwarts, whether it is up to the headmaster, professors, or down to the students and janitors, you may be able to meet Roy at different times and places every day.Although they don't know who Roy is, they know that he is a typical Slytherin (Slytherins think so) or Ravenclaw ( The other three houses think so)...Moreover, he appeared in Hogwarts openly, indicating that he was approved by the headmaster here (what a wonderful misunderstanding...), so, gradually, this unknown When Mr. entered everyone's sight, he was gradually misunderstood by everyone as a normal phenomenon in Hogwarts...

Of course, this acquiescence excludes those who already know his true identity. Those who know who he is now feel a little bit miserable, because no matter who they are, apart from silently guarding , no one can explain his identity to the outside world...but "that person" still walks around different places in the school wantonly in the appearance of a "campus supervisor" every day, and let him silently monitor (in fact, the person who monitors him is no more than The one who has the most free time will turn into an unseasonable bee) His people are stalking him tirelessly and never have a moment to spare...

——This is the price of doubt... Who told them not to trust Roy?

However, was Roy really unaware of such tight, lame tracking and monitoring?

The answer is of course no.

Not only that, in addition to the feeling of being watched from a certain insect that can only buzz and fly not far from him, Roy also noticed another invisible line of sight sticking to him all the time.

He knew that the former was Dumbledore who was worried about him, while the latter... the time when the latter's eyes were glued to him was about the third day after he appeared in Hogwarts openly.As for who is the owner who is paying close attention to the unknown sight of him almost everywhere except the cellar... He thinks he will have the answer soon, after all, this kind of intrusion, occupation ?Some thoughts made him feel an uncomfortable feeling of having his privacy violated. This also made his original thoughts of ignoring them quickly change into a desire to find and get rid of this sight after a few days.

So, when night fell and the library was lit with candles, Roy closed the tome of ancient books he had been looking at and returned them to the librarian, Mrs. Binns, put his hands in his pockets, looking chic When he walked out of the library, he showed a trace of consciousness and looked behind him all the time, and raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction:

Very good, still keep up!

Going around, after passing through several corridors and trails, he walked towards Ravenclaw's observatory, stopped abruptly at a stone wall bunker at a certain turning, and disappeared... As expected, he passed Soon, he heard some panicked and undisguised footsteps chasing after him. The sound echoed a little in the quiet and narrow stone-walled corridor at night—even though it seemed that the other party had tried their best to hide the footsteps. .

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Roy counted the timing and suddenly appeared in front of the pursuer who was chasing him. The other party let out an exclamation, apparently taken aback.

Although the exclamation was short and then he covered his mouth, Roy could still hear that it was a girl's voice, and then, relying on his current ability of night vision, he could clearly see the voice blocked by him. The girl who was almost forced to bump into him in the front looked like two braids, red hair, freckled face, delicate and pretty.

Um?From the Weasleys?

"You, why are you following me?" The Weasley family, known in the wizarding world for their impulsive and reckless blood, or genetic inheritance, shouldn't be the best candidate for a watcher...

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Ginny?