HP's Wretched

The houses at the end of Spider Lane are all side by side, like dominoes, standing there neatly, and the intervals between them are extremely narrow, which makes it difficult for sunlight to shine into the houses, but it is precisely Because of this gloomy pattern, it gave Snape a good environment to store potions.

With Snape's dedicated work day and night in every holiday, the whole house was basically smelled of various herbs, but with the appearance of Flotte, there were more of them. The smoke and fire of some life.

"Severus, your oven is off again." Flott's impatient voice came from the kitchen, followed by the sound of "boom bang".

Hearing this unusual impact sound, Snape also frowned, put down the Daily Prophet in his hand, and then got up to watch what this dick did in his kitchen again: "Flott, why Whether you are cooking or brewing potions, you always have to make some unusual noises?"

"I thought I had explained to you why."

As soon as he approached the kitchen door, Snape was pleasantly surprised to see that Flotte was wrestling with the unlit oven, and even slapped it with her hand.

Snape raised his eyebrows, and then said with a sneer: "You shoot him when the thing is not lit? Is that why you?"

Flotte ignored it and continued to slap it with her hands. With that last slap, the oven lit up obediently.

Flott clapped her hands, then wiped the apron, and smiled proudly at Snape: "See! This is called the Muggle repair method. During the eight years in the Muggle world, I really learned a lot. Woolen cloth."

Snape twitched the corner of his mouth, then gave Flott a look of disdain for his sneer, and said word by word: "I really learned a lot."

"Dinner will be ready in 10 minutes." Fluote took off the apron familiarly and hung it on the wall.If you want to say why the Snape family still has a lady's apron, of course it is because of Flott.

A few years ago, Flott bought an apron for the convenience of cooking here, and then hung it here with Snape's disgusted eyes.

But the amazing thing is that even though Snape hated this apron that didn't match the environment so much, even when Flott himself had made up his mind to never see this apron again, it turned out that it was still hanging here , didn't move at all, it was obvious that Snape had compromised.For Snape's weird cooperation, Flotte was quite complacent, so she became even more unscrupulous.

Snape took these actions of Flott under his eyes. To be honest, he has never liked others to be so pretentious in his territory, even Dumbledore, who came here quite often as a guest, has not A guest who was forced by him to be a regular guest.

So among so many people, only Flote dared to do this, but the strange thing is that even if Flote demolished the house, he would not be surprised, and would even look at it with a tacit attitude. Sure enough, even he was used to Flotte's pervasive attacks for so many years.

He once tried to refuse, but the other party's reasons were so good that even he didn't know how to refuse...

In fact, you don't need to do these things, I will not starve myself to death.Snape had said that to Flott once.

You boiled the potion for me for so long, I'll cook you two delicious meals and take care of your daily life by the way, it's fair.This was Flotte's original answer.

It is, and fair enough.Snape admitted this, but what Snape didn't want to admit was that he was not only used to it now, but even had undue expectations and enjoyment of this kind of care.

Flott didn't know that Snape, who was standing at the door with an indifferent face, was thinking about these things. She thought that the other party was thinking about something wrong with the potion. After all, this person didn't often do this.

Flott passed Snape to the living room, and saw the latest issue of the "Daily Prophet" next to the sofa.

"I came out early today, and I haven't had time to read the Daily Prophet. What's the news today?" Flotte walked to the sofa and picked up the newspaper casually as she asked.

Flott's question brought back thoughts that Snape hadn't had time to put away.Snape restrained himself from letting his mind go blank, and then returned to his usual indifferent tone: "I just picked it up too, and I haven't had time to read it yet. But think about it, there should be some reports on it." Before Snape finished speaking, Flotte sighed in disbelief.

"Merlin!" Flotte held up the newspaper to look at the headline, and couldn't help exclaiming, "Prison Escaped..."

"Who?"

"...Sirius Black. He escaped..."

Hearing the news, Snape walked quickly to Flott's side and snatched the newspaper.The first thing that catches the eye is a crazy but familiar face - Sirius Black.

Snape turned the newspaper to the appropriate page, and then quickly scanned the contents of the report.As his eyes moved down, Snape gradually tightened his grip on the newspaper, and the newspaper wrinkled into raised lines as he gripped it tightly.

Seeing Snape's constantly changing eyes and attacking his clenched hands, Flott couldn't help asking with concern: "What did the report say? How did he escape?"

"It wasn't mentioned in the report, and the Ministry of Magic probably doesn't know how he escaped. But the dementors have been sent to hunt him down."

Flotte has been there before in Azkaban. Although she wanted to see her stepmother's jokes, the cold air there and the dementors scattered around like ghosts and ghosts made Flotte never want to go again.Being tormented day and night by the dementors, it's not bad to not be crazy, let alone escape, how did Blake do it...

"Very good." Snape's voice was very low, but the icy coldness behind the voice was clearly captured by Flotte.

Flott looked up at Snape in bewilderment.

Snape gently turned the newspaper back to the front page, his eyes were full of disgust and hatred, he quietly stared at the face reflected on the cover, and said word by word: "I have always had a regret, and Now I have another chance to capture this traitor with my own hands."

Flott looked away from Snape's face and returned to the paper.She has been wanting to say one thing, which is something she has been doubting since ten years ago - was it really Sirius Black who betrayed the Potters back then?

In fact, one thing that almost everyone does not know is that Flott knew Sirius Black a long, long time ago, even many years before James Potter, mainly because the Bufords There has always been business cooperation with the Black family, so it is normal for the children of the two families to have contact.

In Flott's eyes, Sirius Black, no matter when he was a child, when he went to school, or even the last time they met, the essence of this person has hardly changed, and he is still as direct and firm as ever. It has been a tendon since childhood.Flutter didn't think he had any talent for being a spy.

Besides, the last time at the Potters' house, Flott could not mistake his dedication to guarding his friends and the loyalty revealed in his eyes...

Of course, Flotte would not tell Snape what she thought at this moment. Not only would the other party not affirm her, she might even think she was a mole sent by the other party.

There was a "ding" from the oven in the kitchen, breaking the chilling atmosphere in the room.Flott supported Snape's shoulder, then patted Snape lightly, and said, "Put the newspaper down and eat first. I think you will have a chance to catch him and ask him." Yes, ask him.

"Ah."

……

This semester, Flotte came to school relatively early, before the teachers' group meeting.But as soon as Flott arrived at the school, she felt the unique atmosphere of Hogwarts this year. It was not until the morning of the teachers' meeting that she met a special old acquaintance that Flott confirmed whether her premonition was true or not. Incorrect.

"Minister Fudge, I didn't expect to meet you here." With a standard smile, Flotte greeted Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic, who was walking towards her familiarly.

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Luster." Fudge took Flotte's right hand, and kissed it gentlemanly on the lips.

Flotte smiled proudly on the surface, but resisted the urge to withdraw her hand in her heart.She gracefully raised her left hand and seemed to be close to Fudge's hand, but she was actually waiting for an opportunity to pull out her right hand: "You must have something to do with Dumbledore here, you are really busy."

"I can't help it. As a minister, I should. Besides, something bad happened recently." Fudge said this, still holding Flott's hand in his hand.

Flotte smiled softly, but she had already started cursing in her heart.She praised softly: "You have always been so dedicated to your work. To be honest, you should pay attention to rest, so as not to exhaust your body."

"Thank you Madam for your concern. Madam Luster, how are you doing recently?"

"It's great to have your care, Minister Fudge." While talking, Flotte unknowingly pulled out her hand.

"I really don't like to hear you always call me by ministers and ministers. I thought you understood what I meant when we met last time."

Yes, the last time we met, Flotte thought about the cooperation negotiation with distaste, and suddenly she missed her business shield Lucius Malfoy a little bit.Flotte raised the corners of her lips, still shoving with a coquettish smile: "This is respect for you, you deserve this respect, you see how you always take care of me."

"Compared with respect, I also hope that we can be more familiar and understanding, Mrs. Luster. Oh, by the way, are you interested in going out with me for a cup of coffee or beer recently?"

"And the minister, it's such an honor! When?" He first agreed to Ketang, and then finally found something to refuse.

"at……"

Before Fudge finished speaking, a cold voice came from not far away: "Minister Fudge, it's a surprise to see you here."

"Professor Snape, long time no see." The Minister of Welfare greeted Snape, but there was some dissatisfaction on his face, dissatisfied that Snape's arrival interrupted his conversation with Flott.

Seeing Snape's arrival, Flott immediately realized that she had the opportunity to refuse, so she feigned surprise and remorse, and exclaimed softly: "Oh! Look at my memory! Seeing Sif Ruth, I just remembered this. I'm really sorry, Minister Fudge. Although I really want to get together with you and talk about our business, I recently promised Severus to help him record the experimental data, and I can't get it out. Sora, what a pity~ You don't mind, right?"

"Flott, you've been really forgetful recently, and you even forgot such an important thing as helping me record the data." Of course Snape heard the meaning of Flott's words, so he responded cooperatively. With the tacit understanding of the donkey under the slope, the two of them still have something, "I believe Minister Fudge will not mind, right?"

"Of course, having a potion talent like you, Professor Snape, who can contribute to the wizarding world is something we can't wish for. Of course, my private affairs can't hinder your experiment." Fudge's official words on the scene were still very beautiful. .

"Thank you so much for your understanding, Minister Fudge, you have always been a good minister." She, Flotte, is best at speaking beautiful words.

"Minister Fudge, let's talk next time when we have a chance. As you know, Dumbledore is going to hold a meeting for us." Snape stated expressionlessly.

Fudge also nodded knowingly, and then gave way to the two of them: "Of course, you guys go quickly, we will talk next time."

When Flott and Snape walked some distance and were almost at the principal's office, Flott said in a low voice, "Thank you for your relief."

"As far as I know Fudge has a wife."

"Whether there is a wife or whether I want to have another mistress, these two questions are not in any conflict." Flotte said coldly, she was still tired of what happened just now, "It's a pity, he must not know what my husband is. Die, or give him 1 guts, and he won't come to provoke me."

Snape frowned and said, "Why are you the target?"

"The minister of the Ministry of Magic also needs money. He has never been lustful, he just loves money. It is better to have a mistress with a lot of inheritance than a pretty face." No matter how you say this, Fu Lott has a sad feeling, but it's not surprising anymore.

"Then why do you do business with him?"

Because he is the minister, and I also need the right to make my plan, this is the answer in Flotte's heart, but she didn't want to say that, so she just smiled, and then replied softly: "Don't worry, there will be no next time gone."

Snape didn't speak, leaving only a moment of silence for Flott.

Float has always been synonymous with being both right and left, seeing each other, and being mercenary, but this time, she is not just planning this for herself. After all, the war is not completely over yet...

The author has something to say:

Who said that the heroine is not pursued, you see how powerful the suitor is (well, the pursuit is actually the money in Flott's hand)

After posting the last chapter, I lost three favorites. Is it because I didn’t write well or there is something wrong? Come to an angel to remind me (*'へ'*)