[HP] Noble

When Scorpius was going to find Draco in the common room to discuss with him what this strange discovery symbolized, to his surprise, Professor Snape found him first.

When Scorpius sat down in the old armchair that was almost falling apart in Professor Snape's office, what he inhaled into his nose with every breath was all kinds of potion smells and the smell that dispersed in the air. The peculiar prickly smell of formalin solution—after almost getting used to the changes that would ensue after Draco took over the office in the future, the cold, lifeless atmosphere in the potions master's office at this moment made him People feel uneasy for no reason.

Scorpius sat on the spot, staring at the cup of milk tea in front of him that was still emitting a strong fragrance. It was an afternoon tea made from fine black tea and fresh milk. A minute ago, he Seeing with his own eyes that his Potions Master brewed such a cup of black tea in front of him with the hands of making potions with ease——

Just as Professor Snape himself was used to, even if it was just a cup of milk tea, he strictly controlled the ratio of milk to tea within the most perfect range.

At this moment, Severus Snape was sitting in an armchair behind a desk not far from Scorpius.

He looked at Scorpius, his eyes hidden behind the straight black hair that always looked a little greasy from making potions for a long time-even purer black than Scorpius' eyes inherited from his mother.However, in those eyes, at least for the moment, it is easy to give the illusion that it will never show the gentle smile or soft emotion that Scorpius most often shows, hard, cold-this is probably Scorpius. The only image of the Dean of Lytlin before re-meeting Sirius Black.

In front of Professor Snape, there was a cup of milk tea that was exactly the same as the one in front of Scorpius. They were filled with tasteless white ceramic teacups and saucers, even pure white without any decoration.

Scorpius noticed that he was staring at his professor for too long, which seemed rude.

So he carefully picked up the milk tea in front of him and took a sip. It tasted good as expected——Professor Snape is a good at making afternoon tea. This realization suddenly seemed to know that trolls also appreciate classical music. Why did it invade Scorpius' brain.

"I always like to get right to the point, Mr. Great." Waiting patiently for Scorpius to take a few sips of his milk tea, Professor Snape hissed in his soft, silky voice, "If you are frank , I promise this conversation won't even delay your real tea time."

"..." Scorpius carefully glanced at Snape over the edge of the cup, then he put down the cup, sat upright and nodded, "Yes, Professor."

"First, let's start with my initial misgivings," Snape said, "I've mentioned it before - before I realized I needed a new prefect this summer, I found my impression of you It's completely vague, Mr. Gretel, although it doesn't mean that my mind is filled with things about you little monsters every day, but a vague memory with only a rough outline doesn't seem to fit Common sense."

Scorpius bowed his head, silent.

He didn't even show any surprise—to be precise, what happened in front of him was almost what he expected to happen a long time ago. Dumbledore and Grinwald's magic power is strong, and this matter is absolutely true ——However, the most powerful magic in the world, when the target of the spell is a living human being, no one can guarantee that it is foolproof.

Because everyone has a self-defined pattern that has been formed, they will think that they are people who really live in a certain timeline, so when there is a person among them who should not belong to this timeline, More or less, they will have doubts in their hearts-it is a kind of innate sensitivity to foreign objects.

Some people caught.

Some people can't catch it.

"—perhaps as you imagine, Professor."

Scorpius found that his voice was muffled—whether or not to tell Professor Snape all the facts in front of him seemed to have become his personal problem... He certainly didn't believe that Dumbledore would miss it seven years later The thing - in this timeline, the attentive Potions Master who was always the first to notice the details was still dutifully doing his job.

But Dumbledore didn't say anything, and sent Scorpius directly to this timeline.

"Yes—although there are probably more things I haven't figured out yet—but you probably have your own reasons for appearing here..." Professor Snape said blankly, he It's not that he didn't notice that the black-haired Slytherin sitting across from him looked a little frustrated, so after a pause, he suddenly realized that he probably didn't need to be so aggressive, and his tone of voice softened——

When dealing with students, occasionally, even the stern Professor Snape would be shaken, especially when the other party was still a Slytherin.

After the Potions Professor paused for a while, he said in a tone that was almost comforting: "There is no need to act like the sky is falling, Mr. Great—although I don't agree with it, Dumbledore himself It seems that I have accepted your existence, in that case, I have nothing to care about, otherwise, why would the prefect badge be worn on your chest."

Although I myself have questioned this question countless times - Professor Snape thoughtfully swallowed the second half of the sentence back into his stomach.

Scorpius raised his head and glanced at his dean, he was relieved, and finally felt that he could breathe a little more freely at this moment - thanks to Merlin, he was facing Professor Snape at this moment, a typical " Hello, me, hello everyone", the character characteristic is "As long as it is not necessary, I will never break the casserole and ask the end".

"Yes, Professor, I have something I must do when I come here," Scorpius paused, "And I assure you that until I leave, I will not hurt anyone."

"It sounds like you are the emissary sent by Merlin to save the wizarding world, but I remember that this identity should belong to that annoying little kid from the Potter family."

"..."

"Just kidding."

"..." No one has ever made a joke so bad, Professor.

"I have reservations about that statement of yours, as it just so happens to seem to have some inexplicable connection to my purpose of inviting you to my office today for afternoon tea—and now we move on to the next topic," Sne Professor Pu said calmly, "Because of a very coincidental reason, I once borrowed the key of the third greenhouse from Professor Sprout, and wanted to pick some plants that should have just matured in the past two months. Pteridophyllum..."

Scorpius paused, thinking he heard the key words——

Pteridophyll?

So, the saliva of those hellhounds I smelled before is not my illusion?

But why did Professor Snape provoke that thing?

What does he want to do?

As for Professor Snape himself, when he said this, he stood up from behind the table, and when the shadow cast by his not-so-thin body completely enveloped Scorpius, his black hair Slytherin's eyelids twitched for no apparent reason—the third greenhouse, the one they had sneaked into a few weeks ago, contained the homework of any average Hogwarts student. All kinds of herbs that are impossible to come into contact with...

What did Professor Snape discover!

The realization gave Scorpius the urge to jump up and run out the door and scream like crazy - but he couldn't, so he just sat there stiffly, eyes open in embarrassment, pretending he didn't understand anything.

"When I put the key to unlock the lock on what I thought was a very strong lock, to my surprise, I found that the lock seemed to have been opened violently." Professor Snape's voice was soft Slowly, as if telling a macabre horror story, "Very surprising," he said slowly, "at that moment, even I had to admit that Hogwarts students never There is an unimaginable desire for extracurricular reading - and there are students, under the noses of the professors, who are studying the ancient sealing spell."

Oh, amazing, isn't it?Scorpius thought numbly, wondering whether it would be better to show a shocked expression cooperatively at this time, or simply pretend that he didn't know what a "closed spell" was at all.

"Unknown, that student broke the sealing spell arranged by Dumbledore himself and broke into the second absolute restricted area of ​​Hogwarts except the Forbidden Forest. For his equally unknown Purpose."

Scorpius: "..."

Well, correct me, professor, it's not "that student", it's "those students".

Snape stared at Scorpius expressionlessly and continued: "Although the student's technique was obviously not very pure, so he left traces of brute force cracking and forgot to erase it."

Scorpius: "..."

Because when we went out of the greenhouse, it was a chaotic state of chickens, dogs, lions and snakes biting each other, which made me completely forget about it. I will tell you this kind of embarrassing thing?

"I came to the place where the needleweed grows, you know, near the devil's vine."

Scorpius squinted his eyes in pain and smiled, desperately wanting to answer his Potions professor, I'm sorry I don't know what devil vine is.

"—to my surprise, it happened again. I found that on the grass that should have been full of mature squirrel grass, there were some regrettable squirrel grass, and there were only a few needles. There are not many, and only a few that are not so optimistic about the maturity."

Scorpius stopped abruptly. This time, he was standing next to Scorpius' chair, with a slightly sallow hand that had been lacking in support for a long time, just leaning on Scorpius' armchair. He bent over waist——this made his voice seem infinitely close to Scorpius' ears...

Almost every breath he took, he could smell the special smell of potions on the Potions Professor.

Not bad, but surprisingly unnerving.

Scorpius rolled his eyelids, and was about to say something to save his own life, but at this moment, he felt the potion aura that had enveloped him suddenly disappear——Professor Snape stood up. He got up, quickly walked back to the back of his desk, and then heard him quickly open the drawer on the right side of his armchair, and took out a small piece of yellow talisman that Scorpius was very familiar with. The paper was gently placed in front of him—it was an incomplete talisman, to be precise, it was only half burnt, and the remaining half had scorched black edges and remaining cinnabar-colored spells.

Staring at the talisman in front of him, Scorpius finally realized that he was captured——

What's ridiculous is that even though he is completely just an accessory who is forced to follow, at this moment he actually has a sense of frustration that he has done something wrong and been caught.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and Scorpius raised his head to look at Professor Snape.

"It was taken from the devil's vine." Professor Snape said expressionlessly, "I once heard Professor McGonagall say that he once saw you use something like this to subdue Peeves in the corridor, and Dumbledore Lido insists that this is a different system of magic from another continent that is fundamentally different from European magic."

Scorpius: "..."

"Looking at the whole of Hogwarts, no one can use this kind of thing that is even very unfamiliar to the professors." Professor Snape moved his fingertips - the talisman seemed to come alive instantly , twisted, and floated lightly under Scorpius' nose.

"Now let's get down to business, Mr. Gretel, since you have been very close to my godson since the beginning of school-even encouraging him to cast a life spell to bind his Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in full view, I suddenly realized that I can no longer Let it go like this and ignore everything—”

Snape propped his hands on the edge of the table, staring at the black-haired Slytherin in front of him, speaking without blinking, those dark pupils were calm and calm, as if they could see through everything, his speaking speed was getting faster and faster. Quicker: "I want to know the purpose of your entry into the third greenhouse, Mr. Gretel—why did you collect cress grass—I can understand that you are already in some kind of situation, perhaps by accident Next, found Fluffy the Hellhound and was bitten while trying to pass him?"

"Lu Wei?" Scorpius choked, "That thing still has a name?"

"Obviously, regarding our gamekeeper—" Professor Snape's expression made him look like he was remembering something unpleasant, "there won't be another person in Hogwarts with such a leisurely attitude. "

"Oh," Scorpius blinked, "Yes, Professor, I saw Lu Wei."

"And trying to pass it?"

"No."

"A friendly reminder, Mr. Gretel, the Halloween troll."

"Really not," Scorpius almost rolled his eyes at this moment, he was really killed by that stinky brat Draco, "I also wondered if the troll was attracted by my flute, but in fact I also saw Professor Quirrell in the corridor that day—”

Professor Snape made a jerk, narrowing his eyes dangerously: "You know that you can pass by playing the flute on that stupid dog? Who told you? This kind of magical creature should not be understood by students your age Arrived."

Scorpius: "... I heard there are a lot of these in the basement of the Malfoy house."

Professor Snape paused.

Scorpius blinked and betrayed his teammates without hesitation: "And I was dragged to that corridor entirely because your dear godson was too curious to see what the Philosopher's Stone looked like ..."

"The Philosopher's Stone, listen, Philosopher's Stone! You still know this—I dare not continue to ask, otherwise how many surprises are waiting for me?" At this moment, the Potions professor could almost describe it as gnashing his teeth. , "Even a first-year student knows that there is a Sorcerer's Stone under that stupid dog's ass--Dumbledore--I am now beginning to wonder if the so-called secrecy ever existed!"