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

Lycoris met Professor Quirrell in the corridor. His face was incredibly pale. The strong smell of garlic on her body made Licoris want to cover her mouth and nose regardless of politeness. The smell was too unpleasant.

Licoris passed by him, then fell into a trance and thought of something.

Visiting the forbidden forest at night is a key plot point.

How can you benefit from it?

Licoris walked slowly with her book in her arms, thinking about how to maximize her profits.

Visiting the Forbidden Forest at night you will encounter dead unicorns and Voldemort.

Voldemort?

Licoris knew that this was a person recognized as unspeakable in the magical world.

The practical spells I have learned so far are not of much use. I can't do a "Yingadim Leviosa" after encountering them, right?

That is what is needed...

Killing skills.

The natal curse is about to be put on the agenda.

As for the freshly dead unicorn...it is full of treasures, and I will mourn for it silently.

It was not that Lycoris had never thought about it, and now she ran to tell her godfather: on a certain night of a certain year, a certain month, Voldemort possessed Quirrell and tortured the unicorn.

But how to explain this?

Indeed, the godfather doubted that he knew the future, and doubt was still doubt. If he didn't expose it, he should just pretend not to know.

If the present were changed, the known future would no longer be the future.

Then the safety and health of Harry Potter that he expected would become unknown.

He couldn't afford to gamble.

I won't gamble either.

What about yourself?

Many people have died in this cruel game between good and evil. Do you want to save yourself? Can it be saved? How to save...

"Oh!"

Lycoris, who was thinking about something, had already stepped aside and walked slowly, but she didn't want to stumble and be knocked to the ground.

The girl fell heavily in the corridor, and the books in her hands were scattered on the floor.

"Oh! George, you hit someone!" Fred Weasley pointed at his brother and laughed at him as he fell.

"Fred, you pushed me." George Weasley complained about his brother's unloyalty and got up from the ground.

"Are you okay?" George reached out to the girl, trying to pull her up.

Licoris felt a dull pain coming from her tailbone, and for a while, she couldn't get up at all.

"Don't you want to get up?" George was confused. He looked at his brother for help, and his brother showed a helpless expression.

Licoris was very unhappy.

Where can't you play?

Do you have to fight in the corridor?

It's my fault that I didn't look when I was walking, but I was walking along the same path.

Can't you just look around when you're fighting?

Now my tailbone is very painful and I am even more angry.

I haven't been injured for a long time since I had to stop temporarily after falling too hard while practicing flying.

If you get hurt while practicing your skills, you will be happy with it. If you get injured while walking, it's no accident.

"Then we...leave?" George asked uncertainly, the girl who fell silent.

Licoris raised her head, looked at him with a deep gaze, then turned her head slightly to look at the other one.

This look is so scary.

The two brothers looked at each other and their lively energy subsided.

"Sorry, George bumped into you." Fred Weasley bent down and was about to pick up her book.

"Don't move, I'll do it myself." The girl stopped his movements, her voice without any fluctuation.

Fred Weasley pulled George Weasley away, and George turned back to look at her, not knowing what he was saying.

Licoris was in no mood to listen.

The girl sat on the ground and calmed down for a while, then reached out and picked up her book.

What was the reason for your interrupted train of thought?

Can't remember.

Oh, I can't remember.

That means it doesn't matter anymore.

Don't spend time and energy on unimportant things.

Licolis patted the dust on the book and carried it to the club with light steps.

"Licolis came a little late today?" Ced looked at the unhappy expression of "Don't mess with me" on the school girl's face today, and asked with concern, "Have you encountered anything?"

"Senior, no, I'm fine," Licoris raised her head and smiled at the senior of Badger Academy, "I only care about others."

Did Mrs. Norris tickle her? Or did Nick, who was almost headless, ask her to demonstrate an inelegant decapitation again? Or was Peeves playing a trick on her?

Seid thought for a moment, then picked up a red apple from the fruit stand and handed it over.

If you are in a bad mood, eating something delicious will make you feel better.

Red apple?

"Thank you, senior." Licoris took a vicious bite.

Seid blinked, as if the trouble was quite serious?

Staff lounge.

"Say it again." Severus Snape was startled. Does she know what she is saying?

"I want to learn the death spell, father," Lycoris repeated firmly, looking into her father's black eyes with her brown eyes, "a more powerful spell that can make people die."

She's only in first grade, does she know what she's talking about?

Seeing the rare complex expression on her godfather's face, Licoris said, "Father, you can't stop me, you know."

Snape knew.

He should know.

No matter how smart my goddaughter is, if she doesn't get the results she wants from herself, she will find them elsewhere.

Being able to find her in the first place is because she believes that she can help her and saves time and effort.

If you refuse help, you will lose her trust.

"I can help you." Snape said with difficulty.

He looked at her and thought of his past obsession with black magic.

The black-haired boy in his fantasy overlapped with the black-haired girl in front of him, with the same stubborn and unyielding eyes.

"Thank you, father." Licoris thanked her.

"You must promise me one thing, not to use this spell lightly." If something is bound to happen, Snape hopes that it is controllable.

"I can promise, father," Lycoris raised her wand. She did not swear because she did not believe in ghosts and gods. "I will only use it when I feel that my life is threatened."

The divine edge is shadowless, and the spell is: Sectumsempra.

"Father, is this a reversible magic spell with a counter-spell?" Lycoris wondered, "Why? Did you create it yourself?"

"Quiet." Snape looked at his goddaughter's excited eyes, eager to try and felt a little headache.

"I want to give myself a chance to regret it," Snape said calmly, "concentrate on practicing and don't ask."

Licoris practiced on the gray mouse, but the effect was not very good.

Maybe if Ron's mice were used, the effect would be better? Lycoris thought to herself.

The godfather was exactly what he imagined.

If one day I encounter a life-or-death situation, I will never look back.

Anyway, there was only one person standing there, and that was me.

not regret.

"The counter-curse is..." Snape looked at his goddaughter who was suddenly in a daze and didn't know what to think. He lifted up his sleeves and pressed her little head. "I told you, you have to be serious about the counter-curse. This is the only thing you can do." A chance to repent.”