[HP] Five Poisons

Afraid that Harry, who was afraid that Chi Mo would look at it, patted it into his pocket, just imagining Snape's face when he came back and found that his private possession had been raided, he couldn't help shivering, he couldn't even fall asleep. Woke up with a fright.

Worried that the nightmare would come true, Harry immediately jumped up from the sofa and jumped to Chi Mo's side.Decided to contain it in the cradle as long as it found a little sign.

He looked nervously at Chi Mo through the glass, looked at the materials in the cabinet one by one, and nodded from time to time, the interest in his eyes became more and more serious, and he felt bad in his heart.

"These are Professor Snape's things, he must have cast an anti-theft spell or something on them." Harry tried to dispel Chi Mo's terrifying thoughts, "If you take them away now while he's not around, he will definitely go crazy of."

Hearing this, Chi Mo gave him a strange look, "If you don't ask yourself, you are a thief, how could I do that kind of thing."

"Oh?" Harry, who didn't expect Chi Mo to be so principled, was surprised, and he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. He was about to go back to rest on the sofa, when he caught a glimpse of Chi Mo's eyes and opened the cabinet door.

"!!!" What about being a thief? !

Chi Mo stared at the blood-red air-dried vines in his hand for a while, and then stuffed them into his pocket under Harry's collapsed gaze.

Harry: The most basic trust between people is gone! ! !

"It seems a little unkind to do this." Chi Mo said to himself.

right!So put that thing back on!If eyes could kill, Chi Mo's pocket must have been tortured by Harry a hundred times.

"Huh?" Chi Mo, who saw something on the workbench behind him, leaned over and took a look, and found that it was a list of various medicines needed by the school infirmary. Chi Mo looked around, and it seemed that Snape hadn't done anything yet.Thinking of how to get materials from Snape's collection cabinet with peace of mind, Chi Mo clapped his fists. "Take it as a reward."

Afterwards, Harry watched dumbfounded as Chi Mo lined up ten crucibles on the workbench, processing various materials at a speed that dazzled him, and brewing ten different potions at the same time—these ten crucibles , he could only tell that the fourth one on the left was Bone Spirit, because when he was in the second year, Lockhart took the bone off his hand and Madam Pomfrey gave him a drink.

Every scumbag would always have an inexplicable inferiority complex in front of a top student. Harry, like a scumbag Potter, clutched his heart, feeling very sad.

His brother could methodically brew ten different potions at the same time, and his performance in Potions class, Harry thought hehe.

Having almost completed the preliminary work, Chi Mo, who was checking the crucibles one by one, suddenly wrinkled his nose, turned his head to look at Harry, "Are you injured?"

Harry, who was still immersed in Chi Mo's amazing technique, reacted obviously half a beat later, "Huh? No... what? No, no, I'm fine."

He subconsciously glanced at his left hand, which was covered under the exaggerated sleeve, and murmured repeatedly, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Chi Mo let out an incomprehensible oh, lowered his head and poured a drop of salamander blood into the crucible in front of him.

Harry was lucky to have fooled him, when he saw Chi Mo standing in front of him at some point, raised his chin at him, "roll up the sleeve of his left hand."

Harry froze, and Chi Mo repeated himself as if he didn't see it, "Roll it up, I smell blood."

Left hand... Until now, Harry could feel the tingle of the sharp pen carving into the flesh, and when Umbridge leaned close to his ear and whispered to him in her artificial voice, for a moment, He wanted to stab the quill in her throat directly—he felt that his emotions were affected by the dreams of the mysterious man, and he was often very irritable—by the time he realized it, he had already raised the quill, Between him and Umbridge.

"Potter, what do you want?"

He heard the disgusting woman's question full of contempt and malice.

kill her.

killed.

There is a voice that has been bewitching him in his heart, luring him into the abyss...

He walked out of the breathless pink office in a daze, feeling that his emotions were very wrong.

The mysterious person has been influencing him. If this continues, he doesn't know what he will become.

When he came back to his senses, he found himself standing at the door of Snape's office.

"!—"

The moment the skin wrapped in the thick cloth came into contact with the cold air, a layer of physiological goosebumps immediately appeared.Harry lowered his head subconsciously, and found that half of his sleeve was gone, and a small blue snake was writhing and crawling on his arm.

Chi Mo tried hard to distinguish the words engraved on the back of Harry's hand next to each other, and read them out. "I can't lie? ... what?"

Harry pursed his lips, and stretched out his hand to cover those embarrassing words immediately after he realized it. The moment his palm touched the wound, he took a subconscious breath.

Chi Mo frowned and looked at Harry for a while, remembering that he was called to her office by Umbridge after class. "What did that woman do?"

Harry staggered his eyes, avoiding Chi Mo's gaze.

"If I didn't ask, are you planning to leave it like this and let this word accompany you through the winter?" Chi Mo leaned on the cabinet, tilted his head to look at a smoking cauldron on the workbench, and waved his hand Pointing, the stirring rod on the stage floated into the crucible. With the movement of Chi Mo's fingers, it stirred counterclockwise three times, and then stirred five times in an instant.Glancing again at Harry, who looked like a doormat, he felt tired that most of the time, he couldn't keep up with the latter's brain circuit. "I heard that in England, if a professor is found to have physically punished a student in private, the crime is quite serious. Why do you, the victim, still protect her so much?"

"...Principal Dumbledore and the others have had enough." Harry replied with his back to Chimo, "I will not satisfy Umbridge, no matter what I do, she will always find a chance to come deal with me."

"Are you a masochist?" Chi Mo stopped what he was doing, the stirring rod flew out of the crucible, and lay back to its original position silently.

"...It's not what you think. Me, I won't let her hurt me next time." Harry turned around and looked at Chi Mo for a while, "I'm not... Principal Dumbledore and Sirius It's been a busy time, especially Sirius, he seems to be looking for something... Principal Dumbledore has also been troubled by the Ministry of Magic... Since Fudge sent her here, he won't let her go back so easily .”

Harry laughed at himself calmly, "Look, even the reasons are ready-made, 'Harry Potter, who is alarmist and spreading rumors, was punished by the righteous Professor Umbridge', Seamus and the others might applaud."

"I know, you're worried about me, but don't worry, I won't be like before. If something happens that I can't handle, I won't be alone." The green eyes inherited from her mother glowed Glowing, the corners of his straight mouth slightly raised an arc, "Let me try first, eh? I can't always rely on Sirius and the others. I'm going to participate in OWLs this year, and I'll be a qualified wizard soon. I I won't let Umbridge and the Ministry of Magic behind her be happy again, and I want to do something, after all, I'm your brother, and I can't keep being so inferior."

After Harry's confession, the office fell into silence.

Harry adjusted his glasses, a little confused about what was going on in Chi Mo's mind.

After a while, Chi Mo sighed helplessly, threw a bottle into Harry's arms, shrugged and said, "...Let's deal with the wound first."

Harry smirked and opened the bottle cap, tilted his head back and drank.

Chi Mo said abruptly, "That's for external application."

"Cough cough cough-"

Chi Mo, delighted by Harry's embarrassed appearance, smiled and said, "Just kidding."

Harry coughed with tears in his eyes: "QAQ!!!"

After bullying the perfect person, Chi Mo returned to the workbench in a good mood, and bottled the finished wound cleanser.

"Then Mr. Potter, who wants to stop being inferior, what are you going to do next?"

Harry, who had just put the empty medicine bottle on the workbench, was stunned for a while before replying, "They want to use theory to prevent us from learning fighting skills, they want to drive me out of Hogwarts, and they want to continue using With that set of lies to whitewash the peace, how can I let them get everything they want.”

Chi Mo, who was bottling, raised his eyebrows, "Then?"

"Umbridge implements a high-pressure policy in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and dictates other professors' classes. I am not the only one who is dissatisfied with her in Hogwarts." Harry said seriously, "I want to put these People get together and do what they don't want us to do, for example, set up a black magic study group? The mysterious man has returned, war may happen at any time, we must have enough self-preservation ability."

Chi Mo, who started to make the second batch of potions, laughed and joked, "One point for Gryffindor."

As soon as Snape entered the door, he keenly sensed the strangeness. He looked around his office, and finally fixed his gaze on the row of shelves. The materials on it were less than half visible to the naked eye.

Snapped! ——

The snake-shaped doorknob snapped, and the temperature in the room instantly dropped to freezing point.

Lucius, who had received Snape's summons, just stepped out of the fireplace, looked at his friend under the dark cloud in surprise, and followed the other's eyes in doubt—good guy, that row of shelves is almost half empty.

Curious as to who was responsible for such a feat, Lucius noticed Snape walking stiffly to his workbench and picking up a note on it.

Three seconds later, Lucius heard his friend's angry roar.

Never admitting that he was actually gloating, Lucius walked over gracefully with his snake-headed staff, and pretended to comfort him, "At least he has done your work for you."——On the entire workbench, the entire workbench Neatly, the table was filled with potions by category.

Seeing these dense potions, Snape's face became even more ugly - such a large amount of potions is enough to last the school infirmary for three months!Of course, so many medicines also consumed all his materials!

"Silent Chi." Snape gritted his teeth and read out the name of that daring fellow, vowing that he must be good-looking in Potions class tomorrow.Merlin knew how hard he had to work hard to get that unicorn heart, that little bastard was so damn smart!

Lucius, who accidentally heard the name of an acquaintance, froze for a second with a fake smile on his face. "kindness?"

It's night, Black Manor—

Kreacher sent the things in his hand to Regulus, "Master, there is a letter from Hogwarts."

Regulus, who had just chatted with Chi Mo and watched him fall asleep, felt a little strange and took the letter. Could it be that Chi Mo woke up after falling asleep?But why a letter?

Looking at Regulus' expression, Kreacher could probably guess what his master was thinking, and whispered, "It's a letter from Professor Snape of Hogwarts."

Regulus, who became more and more confused, opened the letter. Inside was a surprisingly long letter. He was wondering why Snape would write him a letter. After sweeping his eyes, he realized that it was a bill.

Regulus: "...?"

It took three seconds for Regulus to flip through the contents of the list at a glance, and he was not surprised to see the hideous inscription on the paper that was scratched by the writer's excessive force.

"Master Blake, please, pay for that daring lettuce you raised!"