HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

Draco Malfoy thought Theodore Nott had bad taste.

Apart from being smarter, braver, and fond of learning, Licoris has no other advantages.

What's interesting about her?

Draco Malfoy put down the gift box he was playing with and jumped down from the desk in the common room. Without saying a word, he deliberately walked around the girl twice.

Licoris showed no concern for his probing eyes and let him look at her - just look at her without losing a piece of meat.

The girl in front of the boy had black hair that was a little yellow due to poor nutrition in the orphanage, and she was not tall. But the brown eyes are beautiful and sparkling.

"What do you think of Theodore Nott?" Malfoy stood opposite the girl and looked at her.

"A lone wolf, smart and lonely." Licoris had no idea about him and didn't care about him. When asked by Malfoy, he said three words directly.

Three very neutral words that people often use for him.

Malfoy thought to himself, subconsciously picking up the gift box and playing with it.

This little follower of mine didn't seem to have any idea about him, and he didn't seem to be familiar with him.

Malfoy seemed to be in a better mood again.

Real emotions come and go quickly, Lycoris thought.

"It's okay, I'm going back to the dormitory." Draco Malfoy threw up the box in his hand and landed it on the desk with a "click".

Looking at the back of him leaving with his two followers, Licoris didn't know who she was talking to, "Does it look good?"

"Why do you have to play with him?" Theodore Nott looked up from the newspaper not far away, with an imperceptible disgust in his tone.

Licoris had seen him a long time ago. She was used to observing him first after arriving at a place and before leaving a place.

Licoris saw that he had been sitting in the corner reading the newspaper. Whether he was really reading it or pretending to read it was unclear.

She saw it, but didn't alert Draco Malfoy.

Malfoy doesn't care what he thinks, he only cares about Quidditch and Malfoy's glory.

Neither do I care about what people who have nothing to do with me think.

"Mr. Nott is really joking. It was Mr. Malfoy who chose me." He chose me as his follower so that I could appear in front of him. He gave me shelter and I provided him with some emotional value and advice.

Licolis knew that he understood what she meant and the deeper meaning.

"Aren't you afraid of becoming a target?" Indeed, Nott understood what she was saying.

The relationship between myself and Malfoy is that of master and counselor.

Become the target of public criticism?

He said it as if he was not the target of attention if he was not close to Malfoy, the center of Slytherin.

Being a mixed-blood in Slytherin, where pure-blood wizards are everywhere, is already difficult.

I am still a girl, and the situation for girls in the Muggle world is already very difficult, not to mention the magical world where the jungle is strong.

Girls from pure-blood wizard families are just "tools" to maintain marriages. After marriage, it depends on how their husbands behave. What is a mixed-race wizard girl?

Licoris laughed at herself inwardly.

Still not strong enough, too weak.

Then keep learning.

Tom Marvolo Riddle could use his identity as a mixed-blood wizard to push pure-blood wizards and their families to the ground, rub them, and be driven by them.

Why can't I change my situation? What's the difference between me and him?

Fortunately, Dumbledore didn't know what she was thinking at this moment, otherwise he would definitely not be able to eat the candy.

"Mr. Nott, please take care of yourself. I'm going back to the women's dormitory." Licoris nodded to him and walked towards the women's dormitory step by step.

She didn't answer her own question, either because she had faith in Malfoy and felt he could protect her. Or, there is something more important than this.

The boy looked at the girl's leaving back and laughed.

Sure enough, she was very interesting. After getting in touch with her, she was even more interesting than I imagined.

One week soon, I may have a "psychological shadow" because of falling on the broomstick, but my fear of heights is indeed real.

Invisible night tour can no longer be postponed.

I'm not Potter, I don't have an invisibility cloak. Having no choice but to find another way, Lycoris looked at the blank parchment in front of her, holding the quill and having no idea what to do.

The invisibility potion cannot be obtained or refined by oneself. If you haven't learned this, you won't. My potion skills are not enough to make this kind of potion, no. Buy, no money.

The girl's brows furrowed into a "Chuan", completely dead.

There is no way to get it from "things", we can only start from "people".

I didn't know a few people: Professor Snape, Malfoy, Nott, and Hermione.

She put down her quill anxiously. Professor Snape would not necessarily give it to her, but would ask why. He didn't want to owe Malfoy any favors, and with his curiosity, he definitely wanted to ask for the use. Nott, untrustworthy and dangerous. I met Hermione in the library as a casual acquaintance.

The irritability spreads, maybe it's better to find Professor Snape. Let him open a small stove for himself and get some raw materials on credit?

How dare I think so?

I am neither Potter nor Malfoy, why should Professor Snape help me? Of these two, one is his sweetheart's child, and the other is his Bole's child.

"Professor, I want to learn how to make the invisibility potion from you."

Severus Snape looked at the girl in front of him. She was a first-year student. What kind of invisibility potion was she learning? Want to go on a night trip?

"Miss Snape, why do you think I would teach a class on invisibility potions to a first year student?"

Being stared at by Professor Snape's hawk-like sharp eyes, most students would start to tremble in their hearts.

"Because I need the invisibility potion, I hope the professor can help me." Although it was a request, Licoris was neither humble nor overbearing.

"Why do you want the invisibility potion? What do you want to do?"

What can be done? Except for things like night tours.

Severus Snape wanted her to say it himself, as if that would prove that she was indeed a danger.

"As far as I know, there are props and potions that can achieve the invisibility effect. The best prop is the invisibility cloak, which has been passed down from generation to generation in the Potter family. The best potion, as far as I know, can only be made by your professor. Come out."

I want, I need.

If you don't teach me the invisibility potion, I will get the Potter family's invisibility cloak.

"How do you know that the Potter family has an invisibility cloak that has been passed down from generation to generation?" Snape approached the girl, looking as if he wanted to eat people.

"Predators."

Severus Snape watched the girl say three words, thinking of those unhappy past.

How could Licris not be nervous?

She raised her head to look at Snape, and the fingernail marks on her palms proved that she was not as calm as she looked.

"Can you? Professor." Lycoris softened her tone with a hint of coquettishness, "Professor Snape, I want to learn the invisibility potion."

"As you wish, Miss Snape."