[HP] Spring Mountain is Sleeping

Tom, who was driven to the corner of the living room, curled up, sat on the floor with his knees hugged, and swayed from time to time losing his center of gravity.

Sometimes he could faintly hear spells coming from the alchemy, but Severus closed the door.The potions master had placed two bulbs in the brewing room, and even against Quentin Taylor's objections, he insisted on doing this dangerous growth-stimulating experiment.Recently, he may have developed a serious obsession with Riverdale, and this obsession does not seem to be any less than when he went to Hogwarts as an undercover agent for Lily Evans back then.

Alas, this mind has probably found a suitable substitute. The potions master needs to grow Rivedale, so he no longer needs Tom Riddle as his accomplice.

The situation now seemed worse than all the endings Tom had imagined.But to make Riverdale grow, unless one is very lucky, the time and energy required must be far more than being a double agent for the Order of the Phoenix, which is nothing compared to it.

Tom wouldn't tell anyone that he was a fan of Gilderoy Lockhart's adventure novels, and he took notes on adventure magic while reading them.In fact, in his various self-inflicted adventures, he has benefited a lot from those novels.

Lockhart's novel not only mentions Riverdale, but also describes an explorer's failed attempt to grow Riverdale, which Tom later discovers was based on an ancient notebook.This magical plant was far more than Severus alone, and Tom could even assert that Severus had read the book.Seeing that the potion master was just repeating the same mistakes and greatly enhanced the potion's potency, Tom, who was driven out by the wand, could only nest in the corner and sigh.He had reason to believe that the Potions Master had obviously wanted to do this kind of experiment because of his presence.

The bedroom door was left open, and Tom told Nessie to take the children out to avoid a possible explosion.

"Severus? Are you there?" A green flame suddenly appeared in the fireplace, and a female voice spoke from within.

It is said that the fireplace that has not been moved for three years is visited today?Tom cursed his bad luck viciously, and hastily squeezed his mouth shut.He was only a second away from forgetting his identity and answering "in the refinery" instead of Severus.Fortunately, the corner where he was squatting was a dead corner of the fireplace, and the other party could not see him for the time being. However, he did not bring the compound decoction with him, so he could not go to the refining room to get it now, or even bring in a bottle of compound decoction. The person in the fireplace saw it.

"Severus? Are you in the refining room? I know you're home."

That was the voice of Principal Minerva McGonagall, yes, she was right, the magic window shining through the sunlight clearly indicated that someone was there.

"Albus, let Severus answer me. Slughorn has business this afternoon, ask him if he can take two Potions lessons."

"..."

The famous soprano of the Lion King of Gryffindor, the people in the refining room seemed to be unable to hear it.Albus and Quentin were also stunned, and the eyes of the two ex-headmasters turned to the corner where Tom was hiding, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Okay, okay, Minerva." Severus walked from the corner to the fireplace, "Of course, it's the third grade this afternoon?"

"Oh, you're not in the refining room. It's fourth grade, Severus, and I'll send you the timetable later. You have to protect yourself first, and ignore small mistakes that don't cause danger .”

"I'm not that bad, Minerva, and I can definitely go on trying to knock them over their heads."

"Oh, Severus, come on. Don't get emotional, it will help you recover."

"I've recovered, Minerva. I assure you..."

"Well, Severus, always remember to take care of yourself first." McGonagall backed out of the fireplace, and a school schedule flew out of it.

"Oh." Albus and Quentin breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and Severus in front of the fireplace disappeared.

"Such exquisite illusion magic," Albus praised sincerely, "Minerva didn't even suspect at all, which is not something ordinary people can do."

"It is an honor to be praised by Professor Dumbledore. It is not an easy task. Although I have heard that Harry Potter always gets excessive praise from Headmaster Dumbledore, I must protest."

"Hey, Tom, you're jealous of Harry. Don't be like this. You have to think that Harry is the center of attention because of you. If you don't always want to dominate the world, Harry can't be the savior at all, he He was just an ordinary person.”

"Well, Albus, I admit you're right that I put Harry Potter in the spotlight. And, of course, you. Without you, Harry would be an Auror-less Luther, he doesn't even..."

"Wait, Tom, you'd better go into the refining room." Quentin interrupted the two wizards immersed in the illusion and the question of the savior in time, "Minerva's roar, I don't think you should hear it inside." not see."

"Yes." Tom hurriedly jumped up and knocked on the door of the refining room, but there was no response for a long time.

He had to use a spell to open the door, and dragged the unconscious Severus out.

There didn't seem to be an explosion, but Tom saw many tiny stains on the table and the ground, perhaps from the eruption of medicine or something.He didn't bother to investigate what was going on, and hurriedly dragged Severus into the bedroom, cast a few checking spells, fortunately, Severus seemed to just fall asleep.So he came over, threw the two portraits into the refining room, and asked them to check what happened.

"Oh, it's probably because the medicine volatilized too quickly under the influence of the spell, and it erupted, causing temporary drowsiness. It's not a big deal." Quentin looked at Severus' draft preparation of the medicine, and said very dissatisfied, "Maybe it's just that Severus Fleurs wants to rest for a few days. He worked overnight in the refining room last night."

"Wait, are you saying he's going to sleep for days? You call this a temporary lethargy? Is there no cure for this?" Tom grabbed his hair in horror, "Merlin, why did I promise McGonagall just now? What about the afternoon, who will go to class?"

"We can ask you to leave, or you can use Severus in the illusion to go to class, anyway, the current students have never seen Severus in potions class." Albus spread out in his high-backed chair. open hands.

"No, the illusion won't last that long." Tom calmed down and grabbed a bottle of Polyjuice Potion, "Hey, it's easy, isn't it? It's okay, I'll let Severus rest for a few days."

Tom cleaned out the alchemy, and then he dragged Severus into the bathroom, ready to give the Potions Master a good clean of the lethargic stain.