On the Feasibility and Accuracy of Professor Cultivation

Lily told her mother about the prom, and Mrs. Evans quickly asked the owl to send a red dress, indicating that Lily had grown up, she must dress up beautifully, and have fun with her boyfriend.

Lily changed into the crimson Victorian dress with ruffles, lifted the hem and turned around to show Mary.

"How about it?"

"A bit conservative."

Mary gave her assessment, thought it over, and waved her wand.

The skirt turned into one shoulder, exposing Lili's white and slender collarbone, and the loose skirt turned into a waist, making her waist even slimmer.

"Shall the hair come down too?" The lazy red curly hair hung down behind her delicate neck.

The unique beauty of a girl is flourishing, and Lily, who is gradually shedding her childishness, is like a flower that is about to bloom.

"You are so beautiful—"

Mary couldn't help sighing, "When you grow up, there will be many people chasing you."

Lily couldn't restrain her lips raised in joy, "Thank you, you are beautiful too."

She is not polite, Mary is a very lazy person, usually unless there are special circumstances, or two school uniforms will be changed until death.

And tonight, she is very rarely wearing a vintage close-fitting long dress. The complicated and ancient patterns make her look like a beauty who has stepped out of a painting.

Her eyes are narrow and black, which are not so obvious at ordinary times, but tonight they feel a little glamorous.

"Why do I feel that you seem to have grown up a bit."

It was indescribably weird, but Lily finally noticed that Mary looked taller, shed some childishness, and became more refined.

More importantly, the breasts have become larger.

Lily's eyes almost popped out:

"...Aging agent?"

She kind of wants to use...

Lily touched her chest, it was flat...

Ok……

……

Sad QAQ.

Lily tapped Mary's shoulder angrily.

Mary dodged her soft attack with a smile and said, "Isn't it pretty?"

Good-looking is good-looking, but what about being threatened?

Lily gave her a look and let her experience it for herself.

Mary's eyes wandered.

"Is that why you're wearing so dark because you're with Slytherin?"

Mary shrugged, "Be low-key so you don't cause trouble." A Slytherin invited a Gryffindor to a ball, no matter what the situation was, it felt weird, and it was melancholy to think about.

Lily: "..."

Wouldn't it be better to just refuse?

Women are duplicity creatures, even a girl.

Mary is happy.

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For some reason, Lily went to the cellar on the night of the dance.

The boring wizard really stayed in his office researching potions.

Lily put on red leather shoes and secretly put on bright red lipstick.

She pretended to be nonchalant and broke into the wizard's territory, wantonly waving her aura.

Da da da ran to the old professor, innocently asked him: "Does it look good?"

Then he asked, "Professor, can you dance?"

Snape didn't say a word, but whoever graduates from Hogwarts can't dance.

"So did you invite anyone to the dance?"

A red figure gradually appeared in his mind.

I worked up the courage to invite, but was rejected.

Snape paused, lowered his head, and buried it in the book: "No."

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"You are so beautiful—"

Harry praised Lily without hesitation, "You are like a burning rose."

She was wearing a red dress, her red hair was scattered, her emerald eyes were as clear as jewels, and her complexion was as white and delicate.

He could understand why Dad fell in love with Mom, she was so beautiful.

It is in bud, but delicate and charming.

No wonder even someone like Professor Snape couldn't forget his mother.

Harry was glad that his father got his mother in the end, but why didn't he get his mother's looks.

Tsk, I'm a little sorry.

Lily covered her smiling lips, "Thank you~"

Harry scratched his head, as if he suddenly remembered something, with a vigilant expression on his face, "No one is chasing you, Lily?"

Apart from his father, no one can expect his dear and beautiful mother!

Lily: "..."

Lily: "...No."

Harry let out an "oh", and began to feel that the students in this class really have poor eyesight.

……

Lily: "..."

So what exactly do you want.

Finally, Harry pulled her onto the dance floor.

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After Mary stepped on Malfoy No.20's foot and kicked him in the leg.

Malfoy finally got angry.

"Have you practiced dancing?" He asked her, but he refused to let go of her waist.

Mary said confidently: "No!"

Her only dancing experience is at home with her dad, who is so good at dancing that she won't step on her at all.

Malfoy: "..."

Malfoy: "...I'm not satisfied, this ball doesn't count, you have to give me another gift."

Mary: "!"

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Lily had a great time. Although she didn't see Mary all night, but with Harry's company, she never felt bored no matter what.

But there was a little disappointment, she wanted to taste the wine.

Harry brought her a glass of orange soda.

Lily couldn't help but salivate and looked at the place where the wine was placed.

"Can I just have a taste?"

Harry refused with righteous words: "No!"

Lily looked at him eagerly.

Harry: "..."

Harry: "...just one bite."

Lily hugged him: "Hee hee, you are so kind~"

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In order to entertain guests from various countries in the Goblet of Fire this time, Hogwarts even brought out very precious tequila.

Harry is 16 years old this year, and he is not yet old enough to drink. Although he doesn't want to drink for Lily, in fact, he is also a bit greedy.

Harry secretly brought a glass of wine in a goblet. In order not to drink too much, he divided the wine into two, poured it into the orange soda and stirred it well.

Lily was dissatisfied: "This way I don't feel like drinking."

Harry said that it would be good to agree with you to have a taste, and you are not allowed to make too many demands.

Lily stuck out her tongue, and Harry supervised her even more strictly than her father.

She picked up her own cup, took a sip, and was a little surprised.

"It's still delicious?"

The mixture of diluted alcohol and sweet orange soda has an inexplicable taste. Lily thinks that some ice cubes can be added.

Harry quickly stopped her, "Don't drink so fast!"

Before it was too late, Lily had already drank it all in one gulp.

She stared innocently at him. "No more." She compared the cup in her hand to him.

Harry: "..."

I probably won't be able to play tonight.

He said, "I'll take you home."

Lily frowned: "Why? I haven't played enough yet."

"You've had too much to drink, and you'll pick up after a while." Harry had some experience with this, even his first drink.

Lily refused, but just as she was about to speak, she glanced outside the door from the corner of her eye.

The black robe flashed by.

She recognized it, and Lily quickly stuffed the cup into Harry's arms, and ran away with her skirt in her hands.

Confused, Harry chased after him: "Where are you going?"

Lily waved to him: "Thank you Harry, I am very happy tonight, I am going back to the dormitory~"

"I'll see you—"

"No, I have something to do—"

Lily's voice disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Harry was holding two cups and stood at the door with a dazed expression on his face.

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【She is so beautiful...】

【Like a burning flaming rose, blooming with amazing brilliance】

These were the words that a wizard he hated once used to describe Lily.

Snape hated that wizard, so much that he wanted to kill him quickly, but he felt that this sentence was very appropriate.

A moving red figure appeared in his mind.

Lily is beautiful, but not as subtle and weak as her name. Her beauty is arrogant and calm, and she can grab the attention of others in a moment, but she is not coquettish but contains ambition.

Her beauty is bright and stable, so that anyone can be attracted by her, and will never forget her.

But now she is just budding, not fully bloomed yet.

Most importantly, even if it is a blooming flower, it will never belong to him.

The figure of Lily and Harry embracing and dancing seemed to coincide with the figure in memory.

Even now, he is still the same as before, duplicity like a bat that can only lie dormant in the dark, hiding in the shadows, witnessing this feast that does not belong to him.

Snape had cared for and cared for the rose since he was a child, looking forward to the day when he could pluck it himself.

Later, it was taken away.

And he also understood that when the flowers are in bloom it is a feast, but a bat is not eligible to participate.

What can flowers and bats say?

He would just kill her...

The tall and thin figure retreated, silently disappearing into the darkness, leaving laughter and laughter in the warm yellow light.

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In the end, Lily successfully intercepted the black figure at the door of the cellar.

That tall, thin, taciturn and awkward wizard in front of her.

She stopped him and trapped him.

Snape originally planned to enter the cellar silently.

But he didn't see a slender snow-white arm protruding from behind him, trapping him in a posture that was about to hug him, and then smashed against the wall.

Startled, Snape turned around abruptly, and the hem of his clothes swept over the person behind him, and he hastily lifted his robes.

The red-haired witch was panting, her chest heaving up and down, and the black gemstone necklace lay between her collarbones, glowing with a mysterious color.

Her eyes sparkled, and she held a red high-heeled shoe in her other hand.

Lily gasped and smiled: "See where you are going!"

The girl had grown into a maiden, her lips were like flower petals, and her round, white toes were painted the bright color of cardamom, in stark contrast to the cold, dark floor.

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As if something, pounding heavily on the heart,

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The second wall boom.

President Li sneered: "You still want to escape from my palm"

Snape: "..."

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Draco clutched his feet.

Mary: ...

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I'm not very good at writing inner dramas. In fact, this book is essentially a hands-on article, so if there are any deficiencies, please bear with me. _(┐「ε:)_

I love slime~

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