Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 64 The Magic Wand

"Have you ever thought that the magic wand produced by Ollivander is actually an organ?" Pomona Sprout replaced the mud-covered witch robe and coiled her gray hair with a pearl hairpin. Wearing a slim black robe facing him, some formal occasions must be accompanied by a female companion. She must cooperate with him because she is a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

   "What did you say?" Snape had just lost his mind, and the boys in the school were now vying to ask Fleur to attend the Christmas party, as if it were an honor.

  There is a change happening, and he feels that it will make himself different from the past.

"Did you forget the topic we discussed in your office last time?" She turned her head and placed a potted plant on the table in front of her. The magical plant inside was like a patchwork of "Muggle pipes". It is called grafting, which means that the branches or buds of one plant are grafted onto the stems or roots of another plant, so that the apple trees can bear fruit and the persimmons bear black dates. The main factor that affects the survival of grafting is affinity. Almost every time to Austria The little wizard in Levander’s shop wields so many magic wands, and also asks questions like using his right hand and left hand. I heard that Fleur’s wand core is also Veeva hair, which belongs to her grandmother. She was born with that. A magic wand is a pair, because they have a strong affinity..."

  He didn't hear a word.

  He kept thinking about a problem in his mind. Is there something wrong with his eyes? Why didn't he realize that she was so beautiful.

   "Are you listening to me, Severus?"

   "Listening." He lowered his head absentmindedly fiddling with the mandela leaves at the door of the greenhouse. They looked very healthy now.

   "If the wand is removed, we are the same as Muggles, but it is precisely because of the wand that we can use magic, just like grafted branches..."

  She kept talking, but he wanted her to shut up. She was talking about topics that he would be interested in before, but now he is suddenly not interested. Why can't she understand?

This kind of irritability continued until Malfoy Manor. The peacocks were still busy socializing all day long. There were many candles floating in the courtyard, just like those in the Hogwarts restaurant. After all, the topic of the nobles is inseparable from the top three recently. Competition.

"Hi, Severus." Lucius Malfoy, who was drunk, came to the second-floor balcony he occupied. Snape frowned. Most drunks like to talk nonsense. Now is a good time to talk nonsense, but He doesn't want to do that now.

   "Where did you find the beautiful creation that came with you?"

"nothing dealing with you."

  Lucius looked at him with drunken eyes, "Are you a virgin?"

  Snape had planned to drink, but now he wanted to pour the wine in his hand on Lucius Malfoy's head, and then cast a raging fire.

"Malfoy Manor is huge. If you want to stay here overnight, I can arrange a room for you at any time." Lucius looked down at Snape's pants. "Are you interested in using your other magic wand? "

"you're drunk."

  Originally a sacred thing was said to be so disgusting by the old Malfoy, Snape felt that the women who were deceived by his classical beauty were really blind.

   "Narcissa wants to leave me." Malfoy reluctantly stood up. "We are going to sleep separately now. If it weren't for the Black house, she would have left."

   "Draco knows?"

"I really appreciate that Hogwarts is a boarding system. He rarely goes home except for the holidays." Lucius sneered and looked at Pomona, who was chatting with others in the crowd. "Why would you waste your talent? She is willing that she will become a social darling like Mrs. Zabini."

Breszabini is a student of Slytherin. His mother is Mrs. Zabini, an illegitimate son with an unknown father, but he is undoubtedly pure blood. His identity has not been bullied in Slytherin. Snape drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

   "She has a master."

  Lucius Malfoy retracted his frivolous gaze and returned to Snape, looking again as if he had met him for the first time.

"Who?"

"I."

  Lucius blew a frivolous whistle.

   "What are you doing?" Snape bared his teeth like a roaring Hellhound.

"There are many things in this world that you can share, but there are two things that cannot be shared, one is your own heir, the other is the woman you are fooling around, why are you still standing here, don’t you worry about her being taken away by others? ?"

   "We are not fooling around!" Snape wanted to drink, but found that the glass was empty, so he threw it off the balcony in a frustrated mood.

"But you really want to fool around with her." Lucius Malfoy watched as the glass fell to the ground and broke into pieces with a snap. "You are on fire now, Severus, if you go inside. The temperature can rise, why stand alone on the balcony and blow the cold wind, just follow me in."

   Snape did not move.

   "Is it that obvious?" He hesitated for a long time before asking Lucius. Malfoy's head didn't know whether it was blown by the cold wind or awakened from alcohol, his expression became much more serious.

   "You are just like you were in first grade." Lucius said, "Are you asking me for help?"

  Snape did not answer his prefect’s question.

  Slytherin who seeks help in the interests of the highest priority must be exchanged for something of the same value. Unfortunately, the freshman Snape has nothing, so when he asked Lucius for help, Malfoy refused.

  "If you help me save Narcissa, I will help you." Lucius drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, his expression was rare persistence.

  "After you cheated her so many times, do you still want to save it?"

   "Not for myself, I am for Draco, he cannot have a broken family."

   Snape thought about it, and said directly, "Deal."

  Lucius continued to stare at him.

   "What's the matter?" Snape showed a fierce face, as if trying to scare the old peacock off.

  "Don't you think that your body size is too different for her?"

   "Take care of your own business!" Snape turned and wanted to return to the lively room.

"Your sight, Severus, if I bring a match, you can light it in the air. Maybe someone thought you learned the magic of the wandless fire system. You finally got Deng in Hogwarts for so many years. The truth about Blido?"

   "I have no affinity for that kind of out of control flames." Snape tugged and turned around "I'm a Prince."

"But you have a burning heart, Snape, does that come from your Muggle father?" Lucius said with contempt. "If you want to keep climbing, change that Muggle name, just like Voldemort. Destroy all your dirty past."

   "I didn't see any clean place on my body. Did I throw myself into the fire for the sake of status?"

"Many students say that you look like a vampire. Garlic can only drive it away. Do you know how to destroy it?" Lucius leaned against the railing lazily. "That is to let him be with the phoenix. They are both immortal." Creatures are natural nemesis. Too close to the phoenix will make you feel warm at first, but over time it is like suffering in hell, Severus."

   "Do you have any suggestions?" Snape asked in a slick voice.

  "Stay away from it. I remember someone reminded you to stay away from the red-haired Lily. It's a pity that you didn't listen to it, so you suffered."

   "You mean James Potter?"

   "No..." Lucius frowned and looked at the woman who came with Snape.

   "What did that person remind me of?" Snape moved half a step calmly, blocking Lucius's vision with himself.

   "You are a Slytherin, don't go too close to Gryffindor." Lucius looked at Snape in confusion, as if wondering why he was pointing his wand at him.

"You're drunk, Lucius, go to sleep." Snape said softly, watching Lucius Malfoy slowly fall to the ground, perhaps because he was afraid of his falling pain, he stretched out his hand to Lucius. After he was sure that Lucius was asleep in the shadows, he stood up straight again, put his wand away, then pulled off his robe and walked back into the brightly lit ballroom.

  It didn't take long for there to be warm applause. At this moment, the potion master who invented the wolf poison potion was the protagonist. Everyone forgot where the owner of Malfoy Manor was.

Lucius Malfoy’s wand was once snatched by the Dark Lord, and then blown to pieces by Harry Potter. With his wealth, he can buy as many wands as he wants, but that one has affinity with him and can become his fifth limb. Lost the wand, his strength was much worse than before, at least Snape felt that he was not an opponent now.

The Dark Lord pursues perfection in everything. He believes that a duel should not be biting like two animals, but should be as beautiful as dancing in a hall. Snape learned that kind of like a waltz under his training. pace of.

The Dark Lord feels that this Muggle dance step can make wizard’s robes elegant and elegant, so he highly recommends it. Unfortunately, this "Dance of Death" is not learned by everyone. Most Death Eaters are still immersed in the abuse of Avada. In the carnival of Suicide Curse.

  Those who are out of control look pitiful, and the Dark Lord often uses "really pathetic" to describe them.

  He used to be very, very elegant, very very charming, Bella fell in love with him, she did not hesitate to turn back, as long as the mysterious person needs it, she can even ignore her husband.

The marriage relationship between nobles is different from ordinary people. Many of them are political marriages. After completing their mission, the husband and wife gave each other. There are countless cheatings, affair, and illegitimate children. Loyalty is a luxury, very, very valuable, but in The Order of the Phoenix under Dumbledore’s management was so overwhelmed that no one realized how strange it was and thought everyone had this quality.

The Xia Hook Hat used the Order of the Phoenix to defeat Voldemort and fulfilled his political purpose. He became Minister of Magic. The righteous could become evil at any time. The victors began to clean up the property, manor and official positions of the defeated. They often got drunk. Because they defeated the evil, this is what he saw in the tavern after leaving home that day, how the "victors" from Gryffindor could say so bravely that they were brave in the Battle of Hogwarts. As for the West Fles Snape became their lover. He loved Lily all his life, and then he was "sadly" paid tribute by a group of Gryffindors.

   "What are you looking at?" The group of drunk wizards looked at him angrily, just like Lucius Malfoy is now.

   "Do you remember how to fight? Lucius." Snape asked coldly with one hand behind him. He felt that he was dancing with a **** now.

Lucius had to answer with a roar, and pierced his wand like a thin thorn sword, and shot an invisible thorn. Snape immediately apparated and drew away. When he appeared again, the thorn was the first to Neville. The scene in the potions class with scabies decoction exploded, and the entire living room was almost affected. Narcissa protected Draco and hid behind a pillar.

"Look, imagine what a blade looks like, cut it out!" The girl in Hefpaff uniform waved her wand at a giant, and an invisible wind blade flew out, hitting the giant but was bitten by a mosquito. Once, it only scratched its back and went back to sleep.

"I won't teach you the kind of curse that is practiced against wooden people, because only a living target can experiment with the strength of the curse for you. Have you seen the scar on Gegepu's body? I did it all. But it did not cause any harm to it just now, do you know why?"

   "Because you control the power." Snape in a Slytherin uniform replied immediately.

   "Good boy, that's it." She wanted to rub Snape's hair, but maybe because it was too greasy, she twisted his nose instead.

  "Is there any reward for the correct answer?" He looked at the senior sister with expectation.

   "Come on, here you are." She actually took a biscuit out of her pocket and gave it to him.

   "Why can't you give Slytherin extra points?" Snape asked, looking at the biscuit.

   "I have no right to add or deduct points."

   "Why not? Are you not the prefect?"

  "Didn’t you know Prefect Hefpaff?"

   "You are so smart, how could you not?"

   "This... it is difficult for me to explain clearly to you."

"then who are you?"

  Senior Sister Hefpaff smiled slightly and covered her lips with her hand, "Secret, I won’t tell you."

  (End of this chapter)