[HP] Spring Mountain is Sleeping

Miss Kaparina Lelandi of Italian descent, since the wonderful performance of the Potions Association, began to emerge in the British potion circle.

This beautiful lady with blue eyes suddenly became a mysterious guest in the British potions and social circles. In just a few days, several academic organizations and laboratories sent invitations to her, and some social circles and clubs.Although she is not yet a member of the British Potions Association, many pharmacies have already started ordering potions from her. As a foreigner, she is not restricted by the Potions Association.

Although no one has heard of her in the UK before, and I can't find any papers she has published.

She claimed to have lived in Europe and the United States before, and was not a professional researcher of potions.But that day she undoubtedly proved her strength. After all, the people who could answer the questions and enter that hall were basically the masters of Potions class at Hogwarts, and they were able to compete with Severus Severus. If Nepe competed on the same stage without losing the wind, he was already at the level of a potions master among the top 20 in the UK.

Standing on the sidewalk in Diagon Alley and flipping through the Daily Prophet and The Quibbler, the former Slytherin head who had just lost his title as Potions Master snorted.He believes that Kaparina will show greater interest in various clubs in a few days than in academic organizations.

Tom wasn't wasting his time in a boring lab working on recipes, what he needed was to find a useful target.Severus could almost imagine Tom in her tulle dress and some high-ranking official from the Ministry of Magic rubbing each other's legs under the table while enjoying a candlelight dinner, and Tom didn't even need to Give each other a love potion.

Maybe the Potions Association wanted to play down the bad influence of Severus being fired for plagiarism, instead of reporting him in a big way, a good page was devoted to Kaparina's interview two days later .

The Ministry of Magic's official mouthpiece, blatantly advertising Tom Riddle, was drunk.

Severus threw the newspapers and magazines he bought with money into the trash can, and walked into the magical medicine store with a big swagger. A group of people who were talking inside saw the familiar black robe hurriedly backed away a few feet, as if he was wearing a black robe. It is surrounded by a ring of ice blocks that averages ten feet in diameter.

"Is there any potion for Miss Kaparina Lelandi here recently?" Severus ignored these timid colleagues at all, he leaned his body lazily on the counter and asked.

"No, sir, she hasn't taken our appointment yet." The poor clerks couldn't run away.Now they don't know what attitude to use to receive this former distinguished guest.Severus was recognized as one of the most difficult potions masters to make an appointment in the circle, because he really didn't have time to provide potions to the pharmacy for many years.

"So," Severus took out a bottle of potion from his pocket, and put it on the counter provocatively, "long-acting compound decoction that does not require an appointment, an ordinary male image, 100 Galleons, is your store interested?" ?”

"The price is really cheap. Kaparina's place costs at least 120 Galleons, but..." The shop assistants looked at me and I looked at you, all muttering, their eyes fixed on the attractive bottle of potion, Moving between the arch-raised ex-potions master and the shelves full of vials, no one dared stand up and say "deal".

"Oh, what a pity, it looks like I'll have to go to Knockturn Alley."

Severus put away the bottle of potion, turned and walked out.He saw many colleagues in the store staring at his pocket greedily, but until he walked a long way, until he reached the intersection of Knockturn Alley, no one caught up and asked for a private transaction.

The role of modern guilds is mainly to keep people out of a profession, not to help people improve their income - Severus suddenly recalled what he read in a Muggle book - it seems that potions Guild membership worked, but it ended badly.

After finishing this stupid test, Severus cursed himself for being too boring, and his IQ may have dropped to the level of the Gryffindor troll.He simply walked into a restaurant deep in Knockturn Alley--the business of this restaurant has not been as good as before since the disbandment of this terrible organization of Death Eaters.He ate a sumptuous dinner there, spent all his money, and returned to Hogwarts.

He drew a letter from his pocket—he had kept it in his pocket since he received it this morning, and he might blame it for his delirious behavior today.

"A letter from the Ministry of Magic?" The two portraits saw what was in his hand at a glance.

"Yeah, the Ministry of Magic, oh, I can't even say they're damned."

Severus put down the letter from the Legal Enforcement Division asking him to attend the inquiry.He stood in the room for a few seconds, picked up his wand, walked into the various rooms and began to pack his things.Paddy was asleep.The dark-haired man neatly arranged the messy items, or threw them into the cabinet by category.After finishing all this, he looked at the clock, walked out, and picked up the two portraits on the table.

"Wait, what are you doing? Where are you throwing us?" Albus frowned. "We don't want to leave the cellar at this time."

"They won't arrest you right away. This is just an inquiry meeting. Even if the arrest is decided, it will be postponed for at least one day." Quentin also said.

"What's the difference? The refining room hasn't been tidied up yet. Tomorrow night is enough for me to work all night." Severus paused, seeming to confirm his decision again, "No, I don't think you need to stay here Here, but where should I put you? I can’t break into the principal’s office at this time.”

"Any empty classroom will do, Mr. Taylor may prefer the Herb Greenhouse and Cold Room," Albus replied.

"Oh, well, that's a really good idea." Severus took the portrait and went out to the herb greenhouse.

"Listen, Severus, you are still young, there is no need to lose yourself." In the silent and dark corridor after the curfew, Albus Dumbledore got up from his chair, grabbed the picture frame, and The man leaned his head hard amidst the shaky footsteps, and said loudly, "You can put all the responsibility on me, just say that I made you do this, whatever you want to say. They know I'm in the cellar, they And you can't send the portrait into Azkaban."