[HP] Night Haze

"I'm sorry, Angelo." When Snape was talking to Dumbledore, the little wizards who came out of the principal's office were walking back to the dormitory.

"I will find a way to pay you a broom." The red-haired boy gritted his teeth and said to Angelo. The comet 260 was confiscated before they walked out of the principal's office.Maybe he can discuss with his mother to pay a certain amount of money in advance, the big deal is that he won't want Christmas presents in the past few years.

"Come on, Ron, it's just an old broom." Angelo knew the financial situation of the Weasley family. Ron was still using a second-hand wand that was so worn out that even the unicorn hair was sticking out of it.

"Angelo." Ron said ashamedly, the more he felt like this, the more he felt sorry for him, "I'm sorry to meet a roommate like me..."

"Ron, I'm very happy to be your roommate." Angelo interrupted him. "I didn't find out what kind of person you are until today. You dare to take responsibility and be brave. And I found that you don't hate me. (This is very important) Of course, your impulses have to change."

"I don't hate you." Ron retorted softly, and they all laughed.After this incident, the relationship between the little lions became closer.

Friendship is a very mysterious thing. Being able to stand up at critical moments instead of retreating back is what makes Gryffindor so valuable.

"And you, Harry." Angelo turned his head to the blue-eyed boy, "I'm very happy to have friends like you." Although he approached Harry for the purpose of making friends with curves, and plans to continue in the future Go on, but this does not affect the emotion in my heart at the moment.

The blue-eyed boy's face was flushed, and his eyes became bright instantly.Angelo took Harry and Ron's hands and joined them together. After this incident, the subtle barrier that existed between the roommates disappeared.

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"I saw the demerit and punishment posted on the school bulletin board, Angelo." On Monday night, Draco sat next to Angelo with a book in his hand.At this time, there were still many vacant seats in the library. Ron stared at Draco and opened his mouth to say something, but his eyes wandered around Angelo, and then he closed his mouth tightly.Although it has been two days of precipitation, his apology to Angelo has not completely disappeared.

Angelo breathed a sigh of relief noticing the friendly atmosphere now, knowing that Draco's presence wasn't a coincidence, he'd mentioned to him in the hospital wing last Friday that Harry would be here every night.

"Broomsticks are being brought to school, how dare you, Angelo," said Draco.

"Don't remind me," Angelo sighed heavily, "I already regret it very much."

"So you're here, Angelo." The young prefect of the red-haired family straightened his back and walked in front of them, with a prefect badge pinned to his chest, when all the little wizards at the table stopped to look When he was there, he lifted the badge that had been wiped brightly, and cleared his throat pretendingly.

"Your punishment decision has been made. Professor McGonagall originally planned to send the owl to you tomorrow. But tonight I happened to go to her office to report on the work of the previous week, so I brought it back to you."

"Thank you." Angelo took the envelope depressed. He hoped that the prefect would not be too fussy, so that he would know the result of the punishment at least tomorrow, and he could have a good night's sleep.

"What about our penalty decision, Percy?" Ron asked.

"I haven't decided yet, don't worry, I can't run anyway."

The corner of Ron's mouth twitched, it was a tragedy to have such a brother.Angelo finally knew why the Weasley twins didn't want to see his brother, and now he didn't like him as before.

"What punishment is it, Angelo?" the blue-eyed boy asked anxiously.Angelo nervously opened the envelope, praying silently in his heart.

"Oh, Merlin!" The content on the paper made the corners of Angela's mouth rise unstoppably.Suddenly something hot was stuck to his face.

"What is it? Let me take a look!"

Angelo hid the letter paper on the table.The platinum-haired boy snatched the letter paper domineeringly. It was the temperature on his face that Angelo felt just now.

Unexpectedly, such a pale face was actually warm, Angelo thought, he always thought that Draco's face should be slightly cool.

"It's too unfortunate, Angelo." After reading the contents of the letter, Draco patted Angelo's shoulder sympathetically, "You were sentenced to a term of confinement, and it was with Dean Snape! "Although Snape was his godfather, he never showed mercy when instructing potions. The platinum boy felt deeply unfortunate for Angelo's experience. To reach the current level of potions, behind his previous glory is a With a history of blood and tears, one can imagine how severe the Potions Professor is.

"Take care, Angelo." There was imperceptible concern hidden in the gorgeous aria of the platinum boy.Angelo lowered his eyelids, not letting his eyes reveal too much of his secrets, and Draco's concern made his heart sweet.

"I'm fine, really." This kind of punishment is nothing to him, and going to Professor Snape's confinement means that he can have more contact with him, and he can just use this time to observe closely. The man on the father's suspect list.

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"George said that in the first few days of confinement, Snape would only punish them for copying some things, so Angelo, don't worry too much. Only those who are particularly naughty, he will punish them for squeezing slug juice." Angelo closed confinement That day, Ron comforted him like this.

"Thank you, Ron." Angelo showed a faint smile. He knew that his roommates cared about him, but the red-haired boy was better at expressing it than others. Harry and Neville always looked at him with watery eyes. He, compared to Ron, was more coy in the way they expressed concern.

"I'm Angelo Burns, please inform Professor Snape." There is a portrait of Medusa hanging on the door of the Potions Professor's office. I found the password on the letter, so I said politely to the portrait.

"Bones, Snape is waiting for you." Medusa's emotionless voice sounded in the portrait, her eyes were tightly closed, and the little snakes dancing like long hair all had blood-red eyes.Angelo shuddered as he stared at the fluttering little snakes. They reminded him of Professor Quirrell's dead pet.

Angelo was very curious about the color of Queen Medusa's pupils in this portrait, but she kept her eyes closed. Medusa is a dangerous magical creature in the magic world, and her sight can turn people into stone.After talking with Angelo, the Medusa on the portrait did not go to report, but opened like a door, revealing the doorway inside.As soon as he entered Snape's office, Angelo was shocked by the room full of potions.

The whole room exudes a smell of medicinal herbs accumulated over the years.The shelves along the wall are filled with various materials and finished potions, each container is labeled and exudes a variety of brilliant colors.

Angelo saw a lot of names of potions at a glance, common ones, precious ones, and ones Angelo had never heard of before. He stopped for a while in front of several glass bottles with beauty and hair care labels, There was a strange look on his face.

"How long do you plan to stand there?" Just as Angelo was immersed in the huge amount of potions in the front hall, a deep and mellow voice came from behind the partition made of medicine racks.There were two stacks of students' homework neatly placed on Professor Snape's desk. Before Angelo came in, he was annotating with a quill on one of the parchments, but now he had put down the quill, and he was very unhappy. Purse your lips.

"I'm sorry, Professor." Angelo lowered his head and approached the desk. Every child would feel a sense of panic when facing an adult's reprimand.The closer you get to Professor Snape, the more powerful the pressure will make you breathless.Even if the words were the same, when the potions professor said them, they were a little more majestic than others could match.

"Bowens." The low and indifferent voice, the tone became colder after looking at the clock on the wall, "You are 2 minutes late. If you read carefully about your penalty decision, you will find that I want you to eight o'clock The clock appeared in front of me on time."

"I'm sorry, Professor." Angelo was sweating coldly. Under the strong pressure, he couldn't even lift his arms when he wanted to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

Finding the right way to come here amidst the constantly changing stairs was not easy for a freshman who had just entered Gryffindor for less than half a month.The movement of the Hogwarts stairs at night is completely different from that during the day, their course is more frantic and irregular.So Angelo left the dormitory two or ten minutes earlier.Strictly speaking, he had already arrived at the door of the potions professor's office before eight o'clock, and he was only wasted in the front hall of the office for those 10 minutes.

"I don't want to be late again next time, otherwise your confinement time may be extended to the next semester." Snape didn't get too entangled in this matter, and the boy accepted his reprimand silently with his head bowed. Talk back or defend yourself like other naughty Gryffindor kids.Snape couldn't find an excuse to deduct Gryffindor points, he was always wary of the kid, because Burns wasn't like the lion cubs he usually came into contact with.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I won't be late next time." With a sincere and impeccable attitude of admitting his mistakes, Snape finally understood what this child looked like to him. Compared with the little lion, this child was more like his academy The group of Slytherins.

"Come with me, you have to dispose of these potion materials for tomorrow's teaching, I've counted the time, if you're not the kind of idiot I often meet, and if you don't try to be lazy, before the curfew, You have plenty of time."

The Potions Professor brought Angelo to a corner of the room. In a medium-sized iron cage lay more than thirty fat gray mice. They didn't move, but they didn't die. They were breathing with their bellies rising and falling. .

"They... are still alive." The blond boy's face suddenly changed, he was very repulsed by such unpleasant things as mice.Let him deal with this kind of thing on the first day, Angelo now understands that one of the suspicious candidates for his father doesn't seem to have a good impression of him.Disgusting even...

"To be precise, their bodies are still alive." The Potions Professor looked at these mice calmly. To him, they were just materials to be used in the next class.

"Only take the tail and bile this time, Burns, I hope you will watch me carefully, because I will only demonstrate once." The potions professor put on a pair of gloves for himself, and he deliberately slowed down the movements in his hands. Let the little wizard see his operation clearly, but even so, it only took Snape less than half a minute to obtain the mouse's tail and bile.

Angelo watched intently how the Potions Professor handled the materials. Snape's slender fingers seemed to be plucking on the keys, and the bloody process of processing the materials turned into a gorgeous performance on his hands.After appreciating the demeanor of this master magician, Angelo suddenly felt that his knife skills were not good enough.He put on his gloves and carefully completed the first operation under Snape's watchful eye.Although he felt okay, but when he looked at Professor Snape, he found that he was frowning.

"It took you four minutes." The tone of the report sounded closer to an accusation to the boy.

"I'm sorry, Professor Snape." Angelo found that he said this sentence the most when he was alone with the potions professor. Under Snape's pressure, his hands and feet were not as agile as usual.

"Deal with the rest. If you finish it early, you can leave early tonight."

The pressure around him suddenly decreased, and the Potions Professor turned around, leaving behind a billowing black robe, and sat back at his desk.

Angelo exhaled, he grabbed the second mouse and started to operate.When the bile was squeezed into the bottle, Angelo quietly looked at Snape from the corner of his eye. He was frowning and correcting a student's homework. The final direction of the quill looked like a "P", which represented the Homework sucks.

Snape's brows were furrowed all the time while grading several assignments in succession. Just when Angelo felt that the potions professor had only such an expression, an incredible scene suddenly appeared before his eyes.

The tight lines of Snape's lips retracted instantly, revealing a soft curve.Angelo opened his eyes wide, and the potions professor in front of him actually smiled.And the smile is... well, very charming.

This smile was only a flash in the pan, and before Angelo had time to recollect it, the Potions Professor's lips pursed again.If...if he can laugh often, if he's the father I'm looking for...

Angelo's gaze became intense.His heart was pounding for his thoughts, but at this moment, the Potions Master's icy voice suddenly poured cold water on his fiery heart.

"Angelo Burns! If your head full of mandrakes still has the ability to think, you won't forget that you are in confinement right now!" Snape's eyes met Angelo's. His eyes were empty and lifeless like two abyssal tunnels.

"I'm sorry!" Angelo broke out in a cold sweat. He withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to continue fiddling with the materials to be processed.He hoped that his father who didn't know where was a gentle man, instead of spraying him with venom.