HP's Wretched

"Mr. Longbottom, tell me, did that bottle a few meters away from you provoke you? Or do you want to use your spare energy, which has no place to rest, in my small office?" Si, who heard the bottle smash Nepe came out of the back room angrily, just in time to bump into Neville who was at a loss next to the tragedy.

Seeing the menacing Professor Snape, Neville was obviously frightened, and hurriedly took a few steps back: "Yes...that slug ran there, and then I went to catch it, just...accidentally Knocked down, I didn't mean to teach."

"Levitation Charm, where's your Levitation Charm? I think Professor Flitwick should have taught you this spell." Snape's voice sounded a few degrees higher than usual.

Standing behind Snape, Flott couldn't help poking her head out to look at the piece of glass. The precious medicinal materials inside were scattered all over the floor. Flott squinted her eyes and took a closer look. Well, it seems to be a senior Tiaotiaogen, this kind of high-grade medicinal material loses half of its effect as soon as it hits the ground, no wonder Snape is so angry, but does this situation scare the child a little?

"Professor, I... I forgot." Neville didn't dare to look at Snape again, and said timidly.

"An extra ten points will be deducted from Grey's points to give you a long memory! By the way, you will be in confinement until the Christmas holiday, so you can vent your excess energy!"

When Neville thought that he would spend the rest of these days in front of Professor Snape, he was afraid of regret and grievance, and his eyes began to fill with tears.

Regarding this scene, Snape didn't show any expression, but said calmly: "Mr. Longbottom, I should deduct another ten points for your tears."

As soon as these words were uttered, Neville's tears not only did not withdraw, but completely poured out of his eyes.

"I'm in need of someone to help me copy books recently. Why don't you let this child go to my place for confinement." Flotte hesitated for a long time before saying this, she really couldn't ignore Neville's pitiful expression, no matter what How to put it, she is also responsible for the accident of the child's parents, even if it is the result of revenge she wants, but she still feels a little guilty about this child, Flote, so take care of it if you can.

Snape turned his head and squinted at Flott, as if he wanted to find all kinds of clues from her face to prove that Flott's thoughts were wrong. His voice returned to the original volume, and he paused every word. Suspicion: "Copy the book? Is your shorthand pen broken, or do you think your book is not destroyed fast enough, so you have to find someone who loves trouble to copy it for you?"

"Isn't this kid extravagant? Copying books is also a meticulous job. It's just a good time to exercise. What's more, it can meet your requirements and let him use his excess energy."

Snape didn't say anything, still staring at Flott suspiciously.

Flotte knew that she didn't convince him, but it was just borrowing a student, as for this expression.But even though I was dissatisfied, I still smiled face-saving: "Oh, you also know how many books I have borrowed recently, and I can return them earlier if I copy them down earlier. I can look it up, and besides, it’s just a student, it’s a prison for you, and it’s also a prison for me, don’t break another one for you, you say it’s not worth it.”

Snape admitted that there was some truth in what he said, but why the one who took away happened to be the Longbottom child, isn't it a bit of a coincidence?Although so many years have passed, Flott once said that everything that should be let go, and Snape also believed in Flott's character in this regard. She is definitely not the one who hurts the children, but so many people who have been locked up Why did the confinement students suddenly take this away, unintentionally or on purpose?

Snape thought about it for a while, but he also felt that he might be overthinking, so he turned around and looked at Neville, and said with a sneer: "Confinement will follow Professor Luster, but please remember Mr. Longbottom, my office There is generally no upper limit on the number of people in confinement here."

Hearing that he was no longer in confinement with Professor Snape, Neville heaved a sigh of relief, and frantically nodded in agreement with what Snape said, then raised his hand casually to wipe away the tears on his face, and secretly glanced at the station Flutter not far away.

"Satisfied? Take him away quickly." Snape said impatiently to Flott.

"Thank you Potion Master for your success." Flotte thanked with a bit of a joke, "By the way, you really won't come with me during Christmas? If you're not there, I can't promise to cheat any secrets." I will share the information with you."

"How many broken secrets do you have rotten in your head? I'm not at all interested in these rubbish that can block your brain."

...and scolded her for being brainless, so she didn't need to ask this question. She kindly treated her as a donkey's liver and lungs, and you deserved that you, a bat spirit, died of exhaustion in the laboratory.Flott glanced at Snape angrily, and said softly, "If you can't guess what secret I'm hiding, you just say these are rubbish, typical grapes that can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour." He didn't pay attention to Snape's darkened face, but walked towards the door. When he was going out, he turned to Neville who was still standing there stupidly and said, "Aren't you coming with me, son? It seems that you I like the Potions Office."

Neville quickly regained his composure and quickly followed out. Before leaving, he did not forget to politely bow to Snape to say goodbye.

There was only Snape with an unhappy face left in the room, and another student who was punished for confinement and deeply regretted why it wasn't him who broke the medicine bottle just now, so that he could also be picked up by that Professor Luster. , Heaven is unfair!

……

"Your name is Neville Longbottom?"

Neville nodded, but still looked a little trembling.

Seeing Neville's appearance, Flott couldn't help laughing, "Are you afraid of me, or are you afraid of Professor Snape?"

"No, I'm not afraid of you." Neville shook his head and said quickly.

"That's why I'm afraid of Professor Snape. Indeed, sometimes he's scary when he's fierce." But sometimes it's fun to be fierce. Of course, she didn't say the last part.Flotte walked to the coffee table familiarly, and asked Neville gently, "Would you like some hot cocoa?"

"Don't bother, Professor."

"You don't need to be so nervous to follow me. The task I give you is very simple. It is to help me transcribe the contents of some ancient books. After all, ancient books are treasures, and they are hard to buy. It is not easy to borrow them."

Neville generally understood what Flotte meant, so he nodded obediently.

"Here, go to that table and copy. There are not too many things to copy. These days, I will copy some points separately. If you finish copying early, you will not be locked up."

"Really? Professor."

"Really, but you have to copy it carefully, otherwise I will send you back to Professor Snape."

Hearing the words of Professor Snape, Neville was even more convinced that he should copy it seriously, because he didn't want to face that "horrible" Professor Snape again.

Flotte always felt that when she mentioned Snape to Neville, it was like scaring a child from eating obediently, and the big bad wolf was coming. Sure enough, Snape's horror was really unique, but then again Back, they are both from the same college, why is she so friendly (thinking)...

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On Christmas Eve, facing the large snowflakes falling from the sky, Flotte stepped into the potion shop in Diagon Alley.

"Mrs. Luster, is there anything I can do for you?" The welcoming clerk knew the shareholder, so he said respectfully.

Flotte gracefully patted the snowflakes that fell on her body and said, "Where is your store manager?"

"The store manager is upstairs, should I notify him to come down?"

"No, take me up to find him."

The welcoming clerk responded, and took Flotte upstairs, into the innermost room.

When the store manager saw that it was Flotte, he hurriedly stood up from behind the desk and greeted him: "Hey, Mrs. Luster, you are here, are you here to check the accounts? Look, you have finally taken a vacation. It’s too hard to come to the store in person, next time you let me know, and I’ll ask the owl to send you the account book right away.”

"Where, the hardest person is you, the store manager. You stay here every day without even taking a vacation. Lucius is really too cruel to his own people." When Flotte spoke, especially in the last half of the sentence Ri emphasized his tone.

Although the store manager paused for a moment when he heard this, he still quickly recovered and said with a smile: "I just listen to the orders of your shareholders to manage the store, and it is my duty to guard here. Ma'am , you sit down first, I will find someone to bring you the account book."

"No need, I happen to have a ledger here." Flotte took it out of her bag, "Tell me why the quantity of potions taken out of the vault is so much more than the quantity sold, so I asked You just want to ask where the extra potion went?"

Facing Fulotte's questioning, the store manager's face remained the same as before, and he answered kindly: "Madam, you have to ask the warehouse, I don't know the situation there, and besides, I checked the accounts and there is nothing wrong. question."

"Of course it is impossible to find out the problem with a forged account book, but the person who took the account has kept the count."

"Ma'am, I can't solve your problem. After all, I'm just a store manager and I don't have that much power."

"Not that big of a right?" Flotte sneered, and took out another contract from her bag, "Then why does this contract with Muggle companies have your name on it? On the face, it was signed behind the Ministry of Magic's back."

"Ma'am, this..." The store manager was about to deny it, but was interrupted by the door pushing.

Along with the sound of closing the door, a gentle but powerful voice came to mind: "Flott, I'm doing all the negotiating with Muggle companies, if there is anything you should talk to me, instead of embarrassing a small store manager .”

Flotte knew who was coming without turning her head, so she said with a smile: "Ask you? I'm afraid you can't tell the truth, Lucius? I think it's better to ask your loyal hand It really came down."

"You go out first." Lucius ordered to the store manager.

The store manager nodded, and hurriedly gave up the space here to these two.

"It's a coincidence that you came here."

"It's a coincidence. If I came a step late, you might have gained a lot. Why didn't you see Severus come with you this time?"

"I'm afraid he would rather die of exhaustion in the laboratory than come out for a walk."

"Like his style, come, please sit down." The gentleman Lucius invited Flot to sit on the sofa beside him.

After sitting down, Flotte stopped talking nonsense, and said straight to the point: "The Ministry of Magic has always restricted business transactions between wizards and Muggles, and has also set a limit index for us. Now you ignore the restrictions, Signing a contract with a Muggle company privately, if it is found out, it will not be fooled by spending a few dollars."

Hearing Flote's accusation, Lucius did not reply in a hurry, but used magic to pour a cup of tea for himself and Flotte, and then said: "There is more than one property under my name, Flote .So I'm aware of what the Ministry of Magic has in place, and I'm also aware of the Muggle Protection Act written by Weasley, this stupid statute."

"Then you are still secretly doing potion business with Muggles without telling the Ministry of Magic, and even revise the ledger."

"It's not like you haven't made false accounts, Flot." Lucius leaned back and looked at Flott confidently.

Flotte didn't panic when she heard these words, but the corners of her mouth curled up even more, and she asked in a soft voice: "Is this going to be a part of threatening each other? I like this part the most. Come on!" , tell me, what do you know, Lucius?"

"During the war, I discovered that you were in contact with the Order of the Phoenix. I am afraid that the extra supply of potions from St. Mungo's was secretly supplied to the Order of the Phoenix by you." This sentence is not a question but an affirmative sentence.

"Did you discover it yourself? I'm afraid it was someone under your command who saw it."

"Is it important? Anyway, someone saw you coming out of a secret house, and what's more interesting is that Bella found the Longbottoms in that house."

It seems that it was really her fault that exposed the accommodation of the Longbottoms.However, that house has the Fidelity Charm, even if they followed me to find out, there is no way to enter, so how did Bella get in at that time?Flotte began to think about this question in her mind. Of course, she couldn't ask it stupidly. The issue that should be paid the most attention now is the account.Flotte urged herself to put aside the doubts just now and concentrate on dealing with the current problem.She rang the bell on her wrist, and said with a gentle face: "If you threatened me with this matter before, I might still be afraid for a while, but today, the Dark Lord has disappeared for a few years. His The enemy, the Order of the Phoenix, has also become a legend, so it may not be appropriate for you to threaten me with this matter."

"I don't mean to threaten you by saying this, Flotte."

Flotte put away her smile, she felt that the following conversation would become the focus: "Then what do you mean?"

"Flott, I always thought that the war was over and it was time to return to peaceful days. But the Ministry of Magic kept cutting me out of money again and again, using the "Muggle Protection Law" written by that damn Weasley "Restricts our business. And the aloof headmaster Dumbledore, the worst headmaster ever, will always doubt me, and even think that I, a pure-blooded dark wizard, does business with Muggles just to hurt them! It's ridiculous, I hate those mudbloods, but I pay more attention to interests, interests! But they just suspect me and make things difficult for me."

"Aren't you suspicious?"

"Yes, you don't need to be suspected. Your Death Eater husband is dead, but you cleaned it up through public opinion, and then let the Order of the Phoenix, which has been favored by you, speak for you behind the scenes. The method is not very noble. But Don't forget, you were there when the Anderson family was wiped out, and Mrs. Anderson, your sister, is still alive and dead after being taken away by you, but in my opinion, it is more likely that she has been buried. "

"I never said how clean, innocent, and noble I am. It's just that the reports and public opinion use all kinds of eye-catching headlines to portray me as a poor helpless woman, especially when I was attacked. After the attack, all the reports that scolded me disappeared, and they rushed to report that the dark forces persecuted me. They wrote how they scolded me before, and how they pitied me later. Anyway, all the writing methods are to make the newspaper sell better. , and the public naturally listened to the wind and the rain, so I can’t blame me. As for the private supply of potions to the Order of the Phoenix, I really just wanted to leave a way out for myself.” Flotte would not tell the truth, Said that he helped the Order of the Phoenix for revenge.

After speaking such a long paragraph, Flotte also felt a little thirsty, so she took a sip from the teacup on the table, and then continued, "Didn't you do the same thing back then, saying that you were captured by the Dark Lord? Curse, and then secretly hide your shady Dark Lord's relics and dark magic products in my manor during the Ministry of Magic's search, your method is not very noble."

Speaking of this matter, Flotte couldn't suppress the anger in her heart. If it wasn't for the sake of her godson and Narcissa, she would never agree to let those evil objects enter the Luster Manor.

"I'm not arguing with you about who is noble or not, but I want you to understand, Flott, we are grasshoppers on a rope, and if the bug Arthur Weasley continues to stay in the protection of Muggle things Secretary, if Dumbledore is still famous and influential in the Ministry of Magic, then my business can only be done secretly, and you will lose a lot of money because of it! You won’t be against money, will you?”

"I'm not as ambitious as you, Lucius. At least I won't rush to die for the money. I advise you to save money and live your life with peace of mind. Don't think about doing what you shouldn't do. Don't pull Dumbledore and Weasley off the horse, and hold back yourself first, you are the father of my godson and the husband of my best friend, I don't want you to go into Azkaban once." Flotte finished speaking, and then Throwing all the evidence brought today about excessive business with Muggles to Lucius, then stood up and said with a gesture of goodbye, "I have given you all the evidence, how to deal with it is your business, Just pretend that I didn't come today, and just pretend that I don't know about your private over-the-standard trade with Muggles. To put it bluntly, I am indeed a helpless person with no foresight, so I won't conspire with you in the great cause. "

After Flotte finished speaking, she said goodbye to Lucius briefly and left.

After a while, the door was pushed open again, and the manager of the potion shop came in. He watched Lucius sipping tea leisurely, and asked, "Mrs. Luster agrees to cooperate?"

"No, I misread her. I thought she was also an ambitious person, but I didn't expect that she was still a coward."

"Then will she tell Dumbledore what we think, or hand over the evidence of over-quota trading Muggles to the Ministry of Magic?" the store manager asked with some concern.

Lucius shook his head, looked at the evidence Flotte gave him just now, and said, "No, she's not stupid."

After speaking, he threw all the evidence into the stove beside him, and let the flame burn out.

……

It was getting dark outside, but the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and the temperature was getting lower and lower.Flotte regretted not taking out an umbrella, and regretted even more that she didn't bring a thicker dress. This terrible weather will definitely make her cold and sick when she goes back. After all, with her current body, she can be weak.

Just as Flotte went to a nearby store that had Floo powder, and wanted to fly to a place closer to Hogwarts, she suddenly felt a burst of warmth in her body.

"Flote, it seems that you intend to be an ice sculpture in the snow." A familiar voice came from behind Flotte.

Flotte quickly turned around and looked over, sure enough, it was Snape...

The author has something to say:

School has started, so this chapter will be updated a little later, and I may try to update it before midnight in the future.

This chapter is crazily laying the groundwork for the contents of the Chamber of Secrets. In the original book, Daddy Lu stuffed the diary into Ginny’s bag in order to frame Mr. Weasley and slander Dumbledore, so I mainly add contradictions in this chapter.