HP's Wretched

"Remus Lupine! Why are you?" Flotte shouted after seeing who was coming.

Lupine was obviously also frightened by Flotte's reaction, and he also let go and shrank back, and then he said gently: "I passed by and saw you standing here blankly, so I'll call you It's just a greeting, what's wrong with you? Why... so nervous? Did you see something?"

Flotte turned her head back to the bush again, and sure enough, the pair of eyes hidden in the darkness just now disappeared, she unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, completely relaxed, and then said: "Just now there is something staring at you in the bush. Follow me."

"What? Can you see it clearly?"

Flotte shook her head: "No, but it looks a bit like a dog, but it's quite big. It should be a canine."

Lupine's expression froze obviously, but it was only for a moment. Flotte, who had just recovered from the fright, didn't notice this subtle change.Lupine coughed lightly, and said comfortingly, "Maybe Hagrid's pet escaped again."

"It's possible." The animal's figure did fit Hagrid's aesthetics, and Flott clicked her tongue with some gratitude, "I almost took out my gun and shot it through, but luckily it didn't."

"Yeah... Fortunately, not." Lupine said this sentence as if a little absent-minded.

After Lupine finished speaking, Flotte didn't know how to continue, let alone what topic to bring up.The atmosphere became awkward in an instant.

"Actually..." Lupine spoke first again, "I've always wanted to talk to you, and I think now is the right time."

"I?"

"Yes." Lupine nodded, trying to pull out a smile, "Back then, it was reported that you were attacked by Death Eaters. Is it true? Please tell me the real answer."

Flott stared at Lupin and blinked, a little confused why she caught up with this question again. Could it be that the method she used to protect the Potters was exposed?

Flotte pursed her lips, thought for a moment and said, "It's true." What he absorbed was the damage from the Dark Lord, and he was attacked by Death Eaters, which is also the truth.

"Is it?"

"Yes, it is."

"Okay, then let me ask you another way, did your injury have something to do with protecting the Potter family?" Lupine really couldn't bear to go around in circles with Flott here.

It was the Gryffindor-style directness that Flott hated the most. She began to deliberate on how to answer in her own favor, and finally decided to tell the truth: "Related. Why are you asking these now? I admit that the protective measures came out There was... something went wrong, but..."

Lupine interrupted Flott and said, "To be honest, I have always suspected you after what happened, but Dumbledore persuaded me not to question you."

"You should listen to Dumbledore, because it doesn't make any sense for you to ask me anything, and I never cared whether you doubted me or not." Her failure to protect the Potter family had already happened, and again What's the use of mentioning it, it's just to deepen each other's sense of guilt.

"You have to know, after all, as best friends, I can't believe Sirius really did this, that's why I suspected you at the beginning."

"There are reasons and evidence, but as I said, I don't care." Flotte shrugged, expressing that she didn't care.

Lupine looked a little embarrassed, and he continued: "In short, after you were attacked and came to Hogwarts to serve again, I am sure that my original idea was wrong. But... I still want to know, were you What method was used to protect them, I once told Dumbledore, he seems to know, but he is unwilling to tell me."

"He doesn't want to tell you, do you think I will tell you? If I wanted to say it, I would have said it a long time ago." Although speaking out would have a chance to gain Lupine's trust, but his trust, Flotte also Not really necessary, and more troubles will be encountered after speaking, "Anyway, as you can see, the result of this method is failure. I have tried my best to protect them, and I was even involved and injured. I am really sorry for Madam. Another thing about breaking soldiers."

If she had been cruel back then, perhaps Lily would still be alive now...

This time Lupine was silent, and he didn't know the purpose of his next question.

"Is there anything else you want to ask? Go back without me."

"You said it was for your sister's life, so you agreed to that man to protect the Potter family, then..."

"That's a lie to you." Flotte said bluntly, "Gryffindor's integrity needs a good excuse, but it's true to return favors."

"So, who was that man? Snape?"

Flott rolled her eyes and said, "Have you Gryffindors always been this straightforward?" She always liked to ask this question.

Lupine smiled awkwardly, but he could hear Flott's answer in the affirmative: "Then why..."

Before Lupine could finish his sentence, a cold voice interrupted the conversation: "Professor Lupine, are you trying to attract audience for your monthly transformation?"

Without even thinking about it, this kind of sarcasm must have come from Snape's mouth.

"Severus, I was just talking to Professor Luster, and you know that this month's time hasn't come yet." Even if Lupine retorted, he was polite.

Snape sneered, and quickly glanced at Flott with that traitor-like gaze, and said, "Not everyone can remember what date it is today."

…He was turning the corner again and saying that he has no brains, hey, he is really innocent, okay, what is the situation with your eyes looking at the traitor?Flotte retorted in her heart, but she still kept her mouth shut obediently.Just kidding, if not only not giving Snape face at this moment, but also embellishing the rebuttal, then Snape will definitely not let her go.

Snape was satisfied with Flott's silence, and he turned his gaze back to Lupin: "I heard that the students liked your Defense Against the Dark Arts class very much."

"It's just that they are interested in this course, not to mention they like me." Very humble answer.

Snape looked at Lupine coldly, and said sarcastically, "Don't be modest, who would dislike a professor who is so good at inducing students? I think Mr. Longbottom's rich imagination when facing Boggart must be It's your masterpiece."

Flote felt that she couldn't keep up with their conversation, and it was a stick and a hammer.

Lupine said with a smile: "Severus, a child's imagination is always boundless, and I never thought that you would be the person he fears the most, and that grandma's clothes are also beyond my imagination."

Wait, Boggart... What Neville is most afraid of is Snape...and wearing grandma's clothes, isn't this just a funny way to deal with Boggarts?Could it be that Neville's Boggart is Snape, and then Snape wears a grandmother's outfit after he casts the spell?Flotte is the truth here.

...Snape in grandma's outfit, and Merlin's stockings, what kind of coquettish combination are these.

Sometimes witnessing with your own eyes is far less exciting than brainstorming.Oh, praise Merlin, that coquettish picture has already appeared in Flott's mind irresistibly.

At this moment, the corners of Flotte's mouth slowly moved upwards, and when she was about to open her mouth, she trembled all over, and she felt a murderous gaze...

Snape was too familiar with Flott's usual expression. As soon as he glanced at Flott from the corner of his eye, he saw the expression on the other's face, and immediately understood that Flott guessed something she shouldn't know. matter.

Flote still has such things as the desire to survive.If you think about it, if you laugh at Snape together in front of Lupine now, then the extent of her death can be seen.

So, driven by a strong desire to survive, Flotte abruptly took back the ridicule that she was about to be unable to restrain.She touched her nose in embarrassment, changed her expression, and began to take a stab at poor Lupin: "Professor Lupine, you are too much! How can you induce students to disrespect their teachers? I misunderstood you. "

? ? ? ?Lupine looked at Flotte in disbelief, no, it wasn't that expression just now.

"That's just the effect of spells. You also know that being funny relies on rich imagination, which is uncontrollable. As for me to induce, that's too much for me."

Snape didn't accept Lupine's rhetoric, he stood under the shadow of the tree, with a cold and mocking face: "You are so humble, I don't know if those students know their favorite Professor Lupine What will be the reaction after that little secret? We will wait and see."

After speaking, he gave Lupine a smirk, and then walked alone into the darkness ahead.

"For the sake of our colleagues, let me give you a piece of advice." Flotte said to Lupin suddenly and seriously, "Never mess with the person who is responsible for making your medicine, although they will not add Wrong ingredients, but they can control how disgusting the medicine poured into your mouth is..." This is Flott's perception of frantic exploration on the verge of death for many years.

Lupine nodded understandingly, and said sincerely, "I've been taught."

Snape, who was walking in front, stopped suddenly, turned his head and growled dissatisfiedly at Flott: "Walking in the cold wind? Flott, it seems that your magical perception has also degraded along with your brain." gone."

Flotte curled her lips, knowing that the dead bat was naively forming a gang for herself, but she still couldn't help accepting this awkward invitation.I don't know why, this year's Snape is extra naive...

"I'll come to you in two days," said Flotte in a voice only she and Lupine could hear.

"Why?" Lupine obviously didn't understand what Flott meant.

Flotte blinked hintingly at Lupin, and whispered through her mouth: "Go get your memory about Mr. Longbottom's Boggart."

Just kidding, how could Flotte, who is so flirtatious with Snape, not go and see for herself, even if the Boggart came out fake, but the imitation is enough!

"..." Lupine was obviously left speechless by Flotte's self-righteous behavior...

Flotte didn't care whether Lupine answered or not, but walked quickly towards the figure waiting for her in front, leaving Lupine standing quietly under the shadow of the tree, staring blankly. Looking at the location where the shadow of the dog appeared as Flotte pointed out.

……

Flott actually didn't take the ferocious animals that appeared in front of her very seriously that day, so she didn't ask Hagrid about it, who was still worried about the lawsuit, and she didn't tell Snape about it.However, Flotte let go of this matter, but this matter did not let her go...

On this day, she walked to her office as usual, but the scene in front of her almost screamed out in shock...

The portrait that originally guarded her office, now seems to be scratched by a sharp weapon, but it looks like an animal's sharp claws. It is almost impossible to see what was painted on the original portrait, and the guardian of the office, the Duke of Normandy It also disappeared.

Flotte walked quickly to the portrait that was also in shock and was still trembling, and asked, "What's going on?"

"Murderer, Blake is back." The bald gentleman on the portrait said tremblingly.

Sirius Black is back?How could it be possible... Hogwarts is being watched by dementors all the time now, and with Dumbledore in charge, he is too courageous!

But why did he destroy my office door?

Flotte frowned and continued to ask, "What about the Duke of Normandy?"

"He should inform Headmaster Dumbledore through the portrait."

She still has some brains, Flotte couldn't help but rejoice in her heart.

"Oh, Merlin! The news just came." Another portrait of a noble lady not far away also exclaimed at this moment, "The fat lady who loves to sing at the door of the Gryffindor lounge has also been killed. The demon has attacked! Now the children can't get in."

What on earth was Black going to do, was he really going to break into the Gryffindor common room and kill Harry?So what does this have to do with me?He wanted revenge on me for killing me?Just because of my interference back then, his master almost died. Merlin, he is really a loyal servant of the Dark Lord...Flott still can't believe it.

"Professor Luster, Dumbledore asked you to go to his office quickly." A message came from a portrait of a knight.

"I see."

……

However, after heated discussions among the professors, the final decision was to gather the Gryffindor students who did not have portrait protection and could not enter the lounge of their own colleges, and sleep on the floor in the lobby, and then the heads of all levels and professors took turns to be on duty.

As for the unlucky Flotte, she couldn't escape the ending of laying on the floor beside her...

In the evening, at the entrance of the auditorium, Flotte found a corner that was sheltered from the wind and no one was there. While spreading the mattress borrowed from Professor McGonagall, she secretly cursed Black in her heart for causing her such a predicament.

Really, she really misses her bed with a big Simmons mattress...

"Why aren't you asleep? What are you doing sitting here?" Snape, who came out of the auditorium to watch the night at the door, looked at Flott who was sitting in a daze on the mattress in the corner with a trace of anger and dissatisfaction.

This tinge of Snape's emotional outrage stemmed largely from Dumbledore's disbelief in his claim that Lupine was a mole leading Black's way.I really don't know how to evaluate Dumbledore's stupid trust.

Snape turned his attention to the few books in Flott's hand, and it was obvious that this troublemaker might not be going to sleep tonight: "You are really getting better and better, read in the dark, Luster Professor, is there anything you can't do?"

Flott ignored Snape's sarcasm, she moved to the side, made room for Snape to sit, then patted the open space next to her and said, "Smear reading? Didn't I find a human figure?" There's a light source."

Snape narrowed his eyes and was very disgusted: "Sleep, don't pay attention to what you shouldn't."

"I've provided you with a good way to spend time. Are you really going to watch the night outside the door so stupidly?" Flotte consciously sent the books she borrowed from the library to pass the time. Pushed forward, "Anyway, in this transparent environment, I feel that I can't sleep. Think about it, as soon as I close my eyes, those dead ghosts are spinning around in my head, and then I am still in this unstable environment. , it would be strange to be able to fall asleep."

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye here, and even the mice won't show up."

"This is exactly the second point I want to say, you are staring here, who can sleep... wait, rat..." Flott patrolled around vigilantly, the rat in Hogwarts is Quite a few, and it's not like her office here, and the mouse hole is not blocked!Then it's even more impossible for her to close her eyes!

Snape's face twitched, and he still stared at Flott with disgust: "I still can't understand that troublemakers are afraid of mice."

Flotte was a little impatient to talk to Snape about these things, so she patted the open space on the mattress and asked, "Are you going to sit or not?"

"Don't sit down."

"Then if you don't sit down, can you reach out and light up for me?"

"No. Nights are for sleeping."

"...Love or not!" Flotte pulled out her wand from her cuff, and started trying to use a fluorescent flash, but... except for a few sparks responding to her, nothing happened.

After countless attempts, Snape who was standing next to him finally couldn't stand it any longer: "Is it too difficult for you to sleep with your eyes closed?"

Flott ignored Snape and kept trying with her wand.

After several more failures, Snape finally sighed in surrender, and while staring at Flott fiercely, he cast a floating fluorescent flash on her.

"Thank you." Flotte secretly let out a successful smile, then picked up a book, opened it and began to read, and made a final confirmation along the way, "You really want to stand there all night, but come together see?"

"No." Coldly, concisely.

Flott nodded, and then casually set the pillow against the wall, leaned there comfortably and read a book, while Snape at the side was also quietly standing against the wall as if in deep thought.

10 minutes...Two 10 minutes...Three 10 minutes...

Flott glanced at Snape standing beside him out of the corner of her eye. Sure enough, the other party had already started picking his fingers boredly, and now was a good time to attack.So he fiddled with the book deliberately, and made some exclamation sounds: "Tsk tsk tsk... oops..."

Snape frowned, and said dissatisfiedly, "You read with your eyes, not your mouth."

"What kind of potion book did you say I took? It must have been misplaced. It was the latest issue of "Potions I Know". I must have brought it as a fashion magazine, tsk tsk tsk." Picking up the book with his fingers in disgust, he was about to throw the book away, "Do you want to read it? Anyway, I don't want to read it at all."

Snape's snorts were getting louder. Do you think he didn't know that Flott was deliberately leading him to read a book so that he could slap him in the face?Of course he knew.However, Snape also really wanted to read that book to pass the time.

Of course, Flott didn't need to wait for Snape to agree. Just kidding, how could such an awkward and stubborn person like him speak up.However, as long as he doesn't refuse desperately, then this person will definitely be shaken in his heart.Flotte smiled treacherously, and directly shouted in a low voice: "Go on!"

After that, the potion book just got out of his hands.

However, Snape on the side caught it as expected, just as the saying goes...

"Why don't you come and sit and watch together? There's so much light here."

"No need." Snape said lightly, then took out his wand, and casually floated a ball of light for himself.

Oh, dead bat, there are times when you get tired from standing.Flotte said secretly in her heart.

10 minutes... 15 minutes... two 10 minutes...

Sure enough, reading while standing was really not that comfortable. Snape was finally about to change himself into a chair and sit down, but Flott spoke at the right time.

"Hey, I shouldn't have chosen this place, it's just a vent here, it's so cold."

Snape squinted at Flott, she chose a corner, where did the wind come from...

"It's better to come to me if you sit in that wind, and you can also protect me from the wind. I'm really a bit cold here."

"..." In silence.

At this stalemate, there is a need for a divine assist!

"Tell me, just the two of you, can't you just sit together and turn on a light? You two broken bright balls are floating here, and you're keeping people from sleeping." A portrait of an old scholar on Snape's side finally Couldn't help but cursed.

The human spirit Flotte saw this opportunity, and quickly moved to the side with great insight to make room for Snape, and then motioned for him to come over quickly.

They were all sprayed by the portraits, and Snape couldn't spray them back with the portraits, he wasn't bored to this extent.So with a dark face, he took back the ball of light viciously, and then sat on the half-drawn mattress that Flotte shared with him.

Finally sitting side by side in a row, Flotte read the book with complete peace of mind.She was not worried about Snape staying up late and catching a cold, but she just didn't want to stand next to a bad-faced goalkeeper, that's right, that's it.

Afterwards, I don't know how much time passed, the two of them went about their own business quietly like this, without exchanging a word, and Snape actually read the book and read it in, until...

It wasn't until a heavy object was lightly pressed on his shoulders that Snape completely recovered from the book.

Snape turned his head to look at his shoulder, and sure enough, someone had used it as a pillow, and that person was Flott who just said that she would not sleep even if she was killed...

The author has something to say:

The two of them will never escape the Law of True Fragrance...

From the process of Flott's devil whispering to guide Snape to sit over, it is enough to guess, if they really had a double birth, how Flott lured Snape to walk to her side by step, and then couldn't run away,

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