HP's Wretched

Sometimes a change comes so suddenly, for example, the headmaster of Hogwarts was still Albus Dumbledore yesterday, but today it was replaced by the pink gum that was chewed——Umri strange.

Now Flotte really can't bear to face her every day in class. Those students under the podium—her students are taking notes tremblingly with the hands full of wounds from corporal punishment, although they are just Some students, but Flotte still can't ignore this matter, but what can she do?Ask Fudge to ask him to withdraw his confidants and not interfere with Hogwarts, which he has finally obtained, or pour some sweet potion into the cup of pink gum?No, she can't even do that.Even though she had formed a complete revenge plan in her mind about poisoning, it still didn't work.

She must not add fuel to the fire during this sensitive period, or even startle the snake.So apart from exempting students from taking notes in these few lessons, Flotte can do nothing but watch those children gasping for air in pain.

But Flotte still hoped that she could do something more, otherwise she wouldn't be going to the cellar now...

However, just as Flotte was about to go underground, she met Harry Potter who was going up the stairs from the cellar.

Flott thought that Harry would stand still and say hello to her as usual, but today Harry was acting weird, with some inexplicable meanings in his expression: tiredness, shock, confusion and indescribable panic .

"Mr. Potter, are you okay?" Flotte, who had just missed Harry, decided to turn around and stop the child.

Harry obviously didn't notice Flotte who was walking past him, and he suddenly came back to his senses after hearing these words: "Professor Luster, hello, I didn't notice you just now, I... I'm here Think about it."

"I can see it." Flotte said with a smile, "Why, did you encounter something? I see that you came up from the cellar, maybe you have encountered a problem with potions."

Harry hesitated for a long time before he stumbled and said, "Yes... and no, I came to the cellar because Snape... the professor wants to give me extra lessons." Harry originally wanted to call Snape by the way, but suddenly realized It was also a professor in front of me, so I hurriedly changed my words and added the word "professor".

Flott had a good idea of ​​what lessons to make up. After all, during this period of time, I have heard Snape complaining about teaching Harry Occlumency. Judging by Harry's expression now, heh, I guess it's not very pleasant. time.

"You don't look very good, Mr. Potter." Flott knows that Occlumency is an extremely energy-intensive spell for beginners. After all, it is not easy to stay awake and cautious all the time, "Hurry up Go back and have some hot cocoa."

"Okay, Professor."

Flotte nodded in satisfaction, and didn't say anything more, but when she was about to turn around and continue walking to the cellar, Harry suddenly stopped her.

"Professor Luster, wait a minute."

"What's the matter, Mr. Potter?"

Harry didn't seem to know how to continue speaking, he pursed his lips hesitantly, his face seemed to be reddened by the words he wanted to say but didn't know how to say, he deliberated for a while before he said: "Professor , do you know my father?"

Flotte was taken aback when she asked this question, why did she mention James Potter so well.Flott raised her eyebrows and replied, "Your father, Mr. James Potter, I think everyone in the wizarding world should know him. After all, it's confrontation..."

"Professor, I don't want to ask this. I want to ask if you knew my father during school? Or did you have any intersection with my father?"

This question just became more and more strange. Asking a typical Slytherin about a typical Gryffindor, even if there is an intersection, it would not be a good thing.

"We are from the same class, but from different colleges. You know this, so you must know that there is such a person, but the intersection seems to be absent in my image."

Harry twisted his fingers, his eyes were a little uncomfortable, but he still asked, "Then... can you tell me what kind of person my father was when he was in school?"

For Flotte, this problem cannot be described as strange.Flott opened her mouth, pondered for a while and said, "I think you should know that it's not objective to hear an evaluation of Gryffindor from a Slytherin. Mr. Potter, can I ask you? Why are you asking me this question all of a sudden?"

"I'm just..." Harry's green eyes began to look around, and he struggled for a while without saying the reason. He just made up an excuse, "It's actually nothing, I just suddenly remembered to ask, I'm sorry, I wasted my time teaching you."

This excuse was so poor that Flotte couldn't believe it was just a temporary idea.Come to think of it, just after learning Occlumency from Snape, he suddenly asked Flott about James Potter. Could it be that Snape told Harry something about their school days, and The usually stubborn Harry has always regarded his father as a role model, why today's expression of seeking the truth does not show much anger, but confusion dominates. Could it be that Harry believed it?

Flotte felt that the guessing in her heart was probably indistinguishable.However, as a witness of this "grievance" back then, Flote is actually not very good at commenting. After all, she will be partial to whoever can be figured out with her toes, not to mention that Flote, as a spectator of the whole story, It is indeed a bit immoral to judge the client's son indiscriminately.

What's more, to be honest, she really hated hijackers when she was in school. To be precise, she probably didn't like all Gryffindors. In fact, the reason is very simple. Few Slytherins would like Gryffindors. Yes, just like few Gryffindors would think that Slytherin is a good person, there is no way to add a childish heart to the conflicts that have always existed in the academy since ancient times.

"Potter, I don't know exactly what you know, but I hope you can remember..." It's impossible to comment, but it's always right to give good guidance, "This world is not black and white. , the wrong things he did are true, but it is also true to sacrifice for justice and protect the family, so we have to look at it objectively, and don't get too entangled in a person's good or bad, it's meaningless, let alone us The things of a generation don’t need to be entangled with your generation.”

Harry let out a heavy breath, nodded and said, "Thank you Professor, I think I understand what you mean."

"You just understand."

Seeing Harry's leaving figure, Flotte couldn't help raising her eyebrows again, wondering what Harry knew.

……

"Some people don't seem to be in a very good mood." When Flott entered the door of the potion office, Snape was sitting at the desk with a dark face and revising the lesson plan. It looks like no one wants to talk to it, and there are still a few pieces of parchment lying alone on the ground that have not been stained with ink. It seems that they were taken away by some big action, and the owner of the blank parchment is obviously not in the mood to remove them. pick it up.

Flott was not annoyed by Snape's indifferent look, but bent down to pick up the scattered parchments on the floor and put them back on the table, then pulled a chair and sat in Snape's On the opposite side, he tilted his head with one hand and stared at Snape.

Snape didn't raise his eyes to look at Flott, he still lowered his head and wrote something with the quill pen, as if he wanted to treat the other party as nothing, but this still couldn't hide the fact that Flott was staring at him all the time : "Say something quickly, you're just wasting your time staring like this."

"I just ran into Harry in the corridor. The kid didn't look very happy, and you didn't seem to be in a good mood either, so I guess your class today must not be very pleasant."

"It's not pleasant, anyway, today is the last class." Snape said in a low voice, as if he was still suppressing some anger.

Last class?Flott straightened her body up on the table, leaned back on the chair leisurely and joked: "If Dumbledore knew that you stopped Harry's Occlumency class, he would definitely have to educate him again and again. "

"He is in trouble now, does he have the time to take care of others?"

Flott shrugged. It was true that Dumbledore was wanted by the Ministry of Magic, and Hogwarts without Dumbledore had basically become a colony of the Ministry of Magic.

"And asking me to teach Potter Occlumency is a wrong decision." Snape's voice sounded a little vicious.

Seeing Snape's uncalmable anger, Flotte understood that Snape probably didn't tell Harry about today's incident, and probably the kid himself caused the trouble, and saw something that shouldn't be seen thing.

For a while, Flotte really didn't know what to say. After all, persuading Snape was much more difficult than persuading Harry, a teenage boy.She didn't speak in a hurry, but pulled the chair under her and moved it from opposite to Snape to his side.

"If you want to talk to me about anything, you can speak up quickly. After passing this village, there will be no such shop."

Snape said without thinking, "No."

"Don't say?" Flotte already knew the other party's reaction would be this way, "Then I'll just guess."

Snape's pent-up anger towards Harry was ignited by Flott at this moment, he paused the quill in his hand, and made no effort to hide the impatience in his tone: "Flott, if you are free, Go to Umbridge to find something to do when you have nothing to do, and my place is not a good place for you to vent your excess energy."

Flotte directly ignored Snape's warning, it wasn't that she insisted on annoying Snape, it was because she knew about this dead bat, if he didn't let him vent his anger, holding it back would only make him Things get worse.If he had a friend who listened to him talk about being hanged upside down back then, I am afraid that this knot would have been solved long ago.

Flott was not afraid of Snape's temper, she directly said her guess: "Did Harry see something that he shouldn't see, such as your memory, something about you and his father?"

Hearing these words, Snape's pent-up anger completely flared up, he put down his pen heavily, and turned his head to stare dissatisfiedly at Flotte who had moved to his side a long time ago.This troublemaker, if someone else said so, I'm afraid he would have been thrown out by Snape just like Harry.

"Looking at your expression, I'm probably right."

"Guess right? I think Mr. Potter doesn't know what it means not to say what shouldn't be said." Snape clenched his hands into fists on the table, and he recalled that moment just now. Libert looked flustered and frightened, and clearly promised not to mention it. He couldn't wait to find someone to verify the truth of the matter as soon as he left the house, just like his father.

Flott knew that Snape had misunderstood, and explained: "The child didn't say anything."

Although Harry did mention the name James Potter, it was by no means saying anything he shouldn't have said.

"I didn't guess this because I knew you."

Snape twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a fake smile: "I think you know what self-righteousness is."

"I think I am self-righteous? Then let me ask you, may I have guessed wrong?"

This sentence blocked Snape, because Flott's guess was absolutely right.

Seeing Snape's inability to answer, Flotte felt a little queasy in her heart, but the fluttering expression didn't show on her face. According to Snape's current temper, seeing this fluttering The expression still has to throw her out.

"Okay, don't be angry, although I don't know which memory that child saw of you, but the past is in the past, and it's not a problem for you to be sullen here." Flotte moved closer and said , "Besides, I think that child seems to be more broken than you."

"Heh, I know that my father who once served as a god is actually just an arrogant and reckless villain. It's strange if he doesn't collapse, but who is to blame for this? He was curious and rude and took advantage of me to go out to peek."

Listening to Snape's long series of comments on James Potter, Flotte started to have a headache: "As a classmate of yours, I don't think you were much cuter than Potter and the others back then."

"But I at least disdain hypocrisy."

"Yes~ you have always been upright." Flotte said this deliberately in a moderate voice.

Snape narrowed his eyes at Flott, looking extremely displeased.And Flotte added in a hurry to please: "I also like to do bad things in an open and honest way, and we are people along the way."

Snape's anger seemed to be extinguished by this sentence, and he said with disgust: "Who is the same as you."

"If you say no, then it's not, okay, I'll listen to you." Flotte deliberately softened her tone, even a little coaxing a child, "Stop sulking with a dark face here, wrinkled face wrinkled There are too many."

Snape felt that he was no longer angry, but upset!

In the whole world, only Flote dared to tell him this.

"Are you saying we are getting old?" For some reason, even though the wrinkle was teasing Snape on purpose just now, trying to calm him down, when Flotte really stared at Snape's face , but found that the other party's eyes and brows really had some lines.And when she put on makeup a few days ago, she also found signs of age on her face.

Snape had long been accustomed to the level of jumping Flott had when chatting. He turned his head straight and looked at the shelf full of previous student examination papers, feeling a little bit emotional in his heart.

"It's okay if I didn't mention it before, but when I mentioned the things in school, I suddenly felt that we were so old." Indeed, they are not young anymore, and they are all about to turn four.

Snape didn't bring up this issue like Flott did, and his face was full of sadness. Although he was a little emotional, it was only a momentary thing: "From the time you entered the door until now, you still haven't mentioned what you are here for. The attention is really touching... ..."

"Who told you to sit here with a distraught look as soon as I walked in, I don't want to talk to a black-faced Hades." Flott said and gave Snape a sideways look, "I came here to ask Let me ask you, can the marks that Umbridge carved on the students with black magic be eliminated with potions? I really can't bear to..."

"Minerva and Pomona have already asked me about this, but they can only heal on their own, and potions can't help." When Snape said this, his brows furrowed. Still wrinkled.

"This Umbridge is really..." Flott felt that she could no longer use human words to describe her.

Speaking of Umbridge, Snape's eyes darkened.He glanced at Flotte, who was still angry about it, from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but think of his plan.Although I didn't know why Sibney couldn't get in touch later, Snape still arranged everything, and now he is about to send Flott out of here with his own hands. The original plan was to be carried out during this period, but because Wu Mlich is in power, he can't act rashly, he can only delay it, and wait for the next suitable opportunity.

Damn Umbridge!Snape was also cursing in his heart, but he still didn't forget to remind the troublemaker next to him that he could live safely before leaving this place of trouble: "Now that Umbridge is in control of Hogwarts, don't move around She ran away from the school, and she asked us where you were the last time you were away in the afternoon."

Flott pursed her lips, of course she knew about it, so after the Ministry of Magic sent Umbridge over to teach, Flott basically seldom went to work outside the school, except for that time on Halloween and later with Fudge. sign a contract.As for why she went out again this time, Flott didn't intend to tell Snape, after all, it had something to do with the thing hanging around her neck.

Thinking of the necklace on her neck, Flott's eyes staring at Snape became meaningful.

A tacit understanding means that even the calculations in the head can be synchronized in this way...