[HP] Shh, it's a secret

Draco was leaning against the wall, and on the other side of the room Snape was skillfully pinching the adder's neck and holding a glass to extract the snake's venom.Watching the turbid yellow venom slowly flow out along the glass wall, Draco couldn't help but want to laugh out loud, if the headmaster knew that he was pinching the person he tried his best to protect, I don't know what it will be like.But subconsciously, he felt that the man opposite seemed to already know... Draco shook his head, trying to get this weird thought out of his mind.

At this time, Snape stood in front of him, Draco maintained the posture of leaning against the wall, but his shoulders straightened suddenly, and his whole body was tense.

"I obviously overestimated you, Mr. Malfoy," said Snape softly. "Who would have thought that anyone other than a Parseltongue could command a snake? What would Lord Dark Lord think if he found out? He would Don't you want to meet that cute snake and its overbearing little master?"

"It would be a great honor for me to receive the Dark Lord's call because of this," Draco said tactfully.

"Really?" Snape lowered his eyelids. "You really think so? So I can take it that you're dying to die?"

"How do you know if he's going to kill me or trust me more before it actually happens? Besides," Draco straightened up slowly, "you're taking things too lightly, Mr. Headmaster."

Snape looked straight at Draco, and it took a long time before he said, "Your mother asked me to take care of you."

"Take care of me?" Draco snorted coldly, "You should take care of yourself first, Professor. I think you probably forgot that I was the one who killed Dumbledore this time, and you are not like last time." Trusted that way. As far as I know, the Dark Lord is already upset at your early exposure in Grimmauld Place."

Snape's pupils constricted for a moment, then gradually became hollow.Draco saw such a change, he curled up the corners of his lips in disdain, his eyes glowed——

"You know what I think, Professor?" Draco said slowly, "I think you might as well go upstairs and talk to the old man in the portrait about how to get the Dark Lord back Head's trust. How do you feel, Professor?"

Snape stared into Draco's eyes, as if trying to see through him.Draco looked back at him unflinchingly, and of course he hadn't forgotten to activate his Occlumency.

Silence spread like poisonous gas between the two.Unexpectedly, Snape, who was the first to move his eyes away, Draco only thought it was the gesture shown by the man who gave up using Legilimency on him, his chest churned with emotions he couldn't understand, and was instantly ecstatic replaced by hatred.He watched as Snape turned, showing his defenseless back in front of him.Hands clenched involuntarily in the pockets of his robes, grasping the handle of his wand.Sight Snape stood still in front of the potion configuration table, picked up the glass bottle containing the snake on the table, turned around and threw it at him.

"You go." Snape said, a trace of fatigue in his low voice.

Dracoyan caught it with his hand, his eyes slightly widened and his hand not letting go showed his shock at the moment.After a few seconds, as if realizing his gaffe at the moment, Draco lowered his hand in frustration, turned around and strode towards the door.Why is this, Draco asked himself, like running away?

Having touched the doorknob, Draco stopped, turning his head sharply—

"'Without the right antidote the child's eyes will be ruined'," he lamely repeated Madam Pomfrey's words, "why don't you do it, the poison is in the glass, the cauldron is on the table, it takes Shall I light your fire, Severus?"

With that, he walked out of the room and slammed the door hard, not seeing Snape freeze for a moment when he heard him say "Severus".

The loud sound of the door being slammed shut snapped Snape's wandering thoughts back.Only then did he realize that his gaze was still on the side of the door where a certain young man had stayed.He didn't know when his name had become his own nightmare.Snape squeezed the glass containing the viper's venom in his hand, feeling an urge to mock.But in the end, he just silently ignited the crucible on the table, put in the stabilizing liquid, grass juice, and stirred... A burst of white smoke came up, blurring his face.

A green flame burns in the hearth by the wall, Amycus.Carlo stepped out of the flames and changed every step he took. When he stood in front of the configuration table, he had already changed back to Lucius.Malfoy's look.

"Severus, that snake..."

"Not Nagini," Snape said.

"No? That's good." Lucius heaved a sigh of relief.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be happy so early," Snape pointed out calmly.

"Why do you say that, or is there something I don't know?" Lucius walked up to Snape, stretched out his wand and tapped on the countertop of the configuration table.

Snape didn't look at him, but still stirred the cauldron with his head down: "Did you report to the Dark Lord what happened today?" Snape asked suddenly.

"Of course, I don't think it's necessary to hide what happened today," Lucius said.

"That's right." Snape closed his eyes and put the stirring stick aside, picked up the viper venom in the glass and poured two drops into the cauldron.

"You seem to..." Lucius narrowed his eyes and leaned forward, "There is something in your words."

"You're overthinking." Snape said blankly, looking at him.

"That would be the best," Lucius said. "I thought that with our current relationship, we could be honest with each other, even if we couldn't be honest with each other. By the way, Severus, how are you and Draco going?" , is that what happened last time?"

Snape's hand holding the glass paused almost imperceptibly, as if to cover up, he turned and put the glass on the top shelf of the storage cabinet.

"Just gossip, Lucius," he said, turning back.

"It does look like that." Lucius said briskly, "I saw Draco sitting with the Parkinson's daughter in the morning, although the girl's hair didn't quite fit Malfoy's aesthetic...Anyway, Better than a man. Got a drink, Severus, I think we need a drink for that."

Snape drew out his wand and nodded, the bottle and glass appeared in front of Lucius out of thin air, and there was only one glass in the whole bottle.Lucius pulled out the cork from the bottle and filled the glass with blood-red liquid, then picked it up, shook it, put it under his nose and sniffed——

"Yes, just right. Won't you have some?"

"If those eyeballs on your head weren't an ornament, you'd find that the potion I'm brewing needs my attention, Mr. Malfoy," Snape said coldly.

"'Mr. Malfoy'?" Lucius picked up his glass and took a sip. "This is a nostalgic title. Why, are you in a bad mood?"

Snape ignored it, but his eyes became darker.

Lucius smiled, noncommittal.

"Okay, I should go too. I'll come back tomorrow, the polyjuice potion is almost used up." He poured the rest of the wine down his throat and put the empty glass on the table, "Then see you tomorrow." After finishing speaking Turned and stepped into the fireplace.

At the same time, the Response Room on the eighth floor of the castle.

At this moment, this magical room completely lost the appearance of the garbage forest before, but turned into a perfect potion refining room.The windows on the surrounding high walls were heavily covered by heavy curtains, and a crucible on the central configuration table was billowing and emitting thick white smoke.Draco put the last ingredient into the cauldron, and carefully stirred clockwise for three and a half weeks.After about half a minute, the liquid in the crucible turned dark green, and Draco hooked the corner of his mouth in satisfaction and extinguished the flame under the crucible.

In the corner opposite the configuration table is a sofa that is almost exactly the same as the one in Draco's bedroom. Harry in the Animagus state is lying on it now, his body is covered with a thick layer of white powder. Instead of being able to see it squirm every now and then, you'd just assume it's dead.

"Potter, how about it, can you change back?" Draco walked over and asked in a low voice.

The snake raised its body with difficulty, and let out a cold hiss, which made Draco shiver uncontrollably.Regardless of its size, it was exactly the same as Nagini, which gave him the urge to pull out his wand.Luckily, before he could draw his wand, the snake on the couch spun and quickly transformed back into Harry.Porter.

"Recovery potions and tranquilizers." Draco helped Harry sit on the sofa before he passed out, then took out the potion bottle and put it in Harry's hand.

Harry frowned and drank the potion, his hands were shaking and he didn't know whether it was because of the injury on his body or the smell of the potion.The effect of the potion took effect almost immediately, and Harry's spirit and state were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Thanks, much better." Harry smiled at Draco, "Dean...is his eye okay?"

"No, maybe it's already alive and kicking at this time." Draco said, "I have to say that your attack is really creative. How did you come up with the idea of ​​getting the venom in his eyes, Potter?"

"I just..." Harry smiled wryly and lowered his head, "I just want to get rid of the venom before biting, I never thought Dean would lower his head..."

"I thought you were taking revenge on him," Draco smiled maliciously. "If I remember correctly, Dean Thomas was dating Ginny Weasley at this time last year."

"Oh - those few months were unforgettably bad!" Harry grinned and leaned back on the sofa, "I wanted to put the Bludger on Dean's big head several times Hello. But that's all in the past..."

"You're so generous, should I say Saint Potter?" Draco sat down next to Harry.

"That's not generous..." Harry said vaguely, "What's the matter with you and Snape?" Realizing that Draco was staring at him, Harry scratched his hair unconsciously, "I I seem to have heard you quarreling just now, they said he was your godfather..."

"Oh—Godfather." Draco's eyes turned cold.Harry wisely kept his mouth shut and turned his head to pretend to be surveying the room.

"There's something I think you'd better be prepared for," Draco said suddenly.

"what?"

"The Dark Lord may summon me and my new pet. After all, your Animagus is too similar to Nagini. Don't show your feet when the time comes, or..."