Was Snape going to watch the fireworks? It might be easier to let him kill and set fires. Those flashy, meaningless fireworks and so on.
Just thinking about it made him feel disgusted. So Harry trotted behind Snape,
Only to find that the Potions Professor's final destination was the Forbidden Forest. The boy pursed his lips and followed.
Snape, who was walking in front, curved the corners of his mouth imperceptibly.
In the middle of February,
The snow in the Forbidden Forest had not melted. Although there was no cold wind outside,
It was completely different from the warmth of the venue,
The chill stuck to his bare arms and calves,
Raising a layer of goosebumps. Harry sneezed,
And then his nose flowed out.
Snape, who was already extremely dissatisfied with Harry's outfit, mocked him without holding back.
But he also took off his robe and threw it on Harry's head. After the boy wrapped himself up, he threw a warming spell on him.
Harry sniffed and asked, "Professor, what kind of potion material are we looking for?"
Snape did not answer,
He just walked briskly in front. Harry hurriedly followed in his little boots and looked up at the man beside him. After taking off his coat,
Snape was only wearing trousers and a black close-fitting shirt,
This made Harry realize that he was actually not that thin,
From the lines outlined by the shirt,
The man had a layer of elegant muscles; and today, Snape was not wearing his greasy (crossed out) medium-length hair,
Instead, he tied it into a low ponytail,
He looked more than ten years younger,
Harry remembered that he seemed to have asked Snape about "longevity" in the past..
Stopping in his tracks, Snape lowered his head and looked suspiciously at the suspicious shiny marks at the corner of the child's mouth. He frowned, "Potter! Your nose is running to the corner of your mouth! "Which child is so sloppy?
Hmm? Harry quickly wiped away his saliva and asked innocently, "What? Are we there yet, Professor? "
Glancing at Harry with disdain, Snape pushed aside the intertwining branches and leaves in front of him. A strange plant appeared in front of Harry.
It was a parasitic plant that clung to a huge branch of an ancient tree. It had no leaves, and even its stem was almost transparent. However, a golden thread ran through the crystal clear vine. The golden thread zigzagged on the trunk, and Harry saw a natural art painting. The most bizarre thing was the flower buds that were hanging upside down between the vines. The translucent petals were half open and half closed, with dewdrops falling from time to time, as if they were holding a mouthful of nectar.
"Saint Valentine's Flower," Snape said calmly.
"Valentine's Day flowers?" Harry laughed.
Snape revealed a mocking smile. "It also has another name. It's called 'Love Bird.'"
Harry observed carefully for a while and guessed that the nickname was because the Saint Valentine's Flower looked like a translucent bird when it fully bloomed. The origin of the "Valentine's Flower" was probably because it only bloomed on this night of the year.
"Professor, did you plant this too?"
Snape nodded slightly. What he didn't tell Harry was that many years ago, when he planted the Saint Valentine's Flower, he wanted to bring the red-haired girl to see it. But before the "Love Bird" matured, his "Love Bird" died prematurely.
Snape was silent and in a daze. Harry carefully observed the slowly blooming Saint Valentine's Flower. First, the two petals on the top slowly spread out to both sides, and at the same time, the dew in the flower bud poured down. Then, the stamen wrapped in the flower's core suddenly popped out and attached to the inside of the petals. The petals below slowly drooped against the direction of the calyx, becoming a "tail feather." Looking at it from the front, it was indeed an unbelievably beautiful and delicate Love Bird.
The two stood together under the ancient tree and admired the blooming Saint Valentine's Flower for a minute. Then, Snape reached out and plucked it, sealed it and put it into a magic potion bottle. When he looked up and saw Harry, who was dumbfounded, he couldn't help but frown. "This is a magic potion material that I planted." It's not an ornamental plant.
I understand the reason, but I can't accept the fact! Harry looked dejected as Snape put the sealed potion into the pocket of his robe. He even warned himself not to break it. Before Harry could make a promise, a loud noise came from above the dense forest.
The two of them raised their heads and saw that above the overlapping branches and leaves, there was a flickering colorful light leaking down.
"It's a fireworks show," Harry whispered.
Snape looked down at Harry. The boy's quiet green eyes reflected the fireworks like twinkling stars.
He calmly lifted his leg. "Let's go."
Harry's eyes dimmed for a moment, but he still obediently followed behind Snape. He wondered if this old man with no sense of beauty (?) What kind of plants was he going to harm again? But as they walked, the boy suddenly realized that they weren't going deeper into the Forbidden Forest. Instead, they were walking along a small path to the side of the Black Lake. In less than five minutes, Harry saw the Black Lake and the colorful fireworks reflected on the surface of the lake.
Looking up at Snape in surprise, the expressionless Potions Professor frowned slightly, as if he couldn't stand such a pompous show. However, Harry liked it very much. He cheered and rushed out of the Forbidden Forest. He walked to the lake and looked up at the bright red and cold purple lights that lit up the night sky. The fireworks rose like comets and fell like meteors, landing on the colorful lake. It was a huge bustle. Harry first thought of the amazing fireworks show by Weisles in the fifth grade, and then he remembered his conversation with Kamia. In the end, he still watched the fireworks by the Black Lake.
Snape was two steps behind Harry. He was also looking at the bustling sky above the castle. No one knew what he was thinking.
Harry, on the other hand, was wholeheartedly admiring the changing fireworks patterns. He didn't notice it until more and more people came to the lake.
Obviously, he wasn't the only one who discovered the benefits of the Black Lake. The young people who were hot from dancing at the ball also came to the lake in twos and threes to take a stroll and chat while watching the fireworks. This wasn't a big deal. At most, Harry came earlier than them! The problem was that when the people who gradually came closer saw the person behind Harry, their expressions changed instantly. When they looked at Harry again, their eyes became frightened.
Professor Snape watching fireworks by the Black Lake? This was at most a piece of news that made people mutter. But Professor Snape was watching fireworks with a dark-haired girl?!! This was a headline that only the first-class paparazzi, Zhuo Wei, could capture!
Yes, because of the distance, Harry, who was wrapped in Snape's robe, looked like a dark-haired girl in the eyes of passersby.
Snape also realized this under the gaze of many pairs of horrified eyes. He immediately walked forward with a cold face and reached out to cover Harry's face with his hood to avoid causing more shocking news. However, the slightly slow Harry was about to turn around and ask Snape why everyone's expressions changed. So, one reached out and the other turned around. Snape's hand that he couldn't stop pushed Harry's shoulder.
Huh? Huh? Harry's eyes widened and she fell straight to the Black Lake. "Ah —"
Damn Potter! Snape facepalmed.
The onlookers who were attracted by the scream had already seen the red skirt and wig floating in the water. Some of the students who had a keen sense for news had already become stiff in the crowd: Professor Snape and Harry Potter were dating … Professor Snape murdered Harry Potter … Which news was more terrifying?
Neville, who came out for a walk with No.19, exclaimed, "Oh!
my
god! They
killed
Harry
Potter!”
Ron, who came out with Neville for digestion, pulled his hair hard, "You!
bastard！”
Damn Gryffindor! Snape, who had no way to defend himself, jumped into the water with a dark face and reached out to catch Harry, who was struggling non-stop. He then found that the little bastard was not drowning, but was trying to salvage the bottle of St. Valentine's Flower that fell out. The Potions Professor desperately found that the magic potion bottle had cracked open on the reef at the bottom of the lake, and the translucent flower had floated out. The golden threads that penetrated the petals faintly glowed. The St. Valentine's Flower floating in the light green lake looked like a glowing jellyfish.
Realizing that it was too late to save him, Harry stopped struggling. He held Snape's arm and held his breath as he watched the strange jellyfish float away.
Pulling Harry out of the cold lake, Snape used his own cold aura to block the students who were about to surround them. He especially glared at the two Gryffindor at the front, "Making a lot of noise, Gryffindor will deduct 50 points!"
Neville and Ron were making a lot of noise outside the school.
Ginny and Luna, who were sitting on the top floor of Ravenclaw Tower, also noticed the noise by the black lake. Luna first observed for a while with her double-vision glasses decorated with feathers, then handed them to Ginny. Ginny also looked at them for a while, then giggled and returned the glasses to Luna.
Luna put the glasses aside, reached for the box between the two of them, took a piece of chocolate, and stuffed it into her mouth. She then squinted and said, "It tastes good. Where did you get it?"
Ginny also had a piece of chocolate in her mouth. When she heard Luna's question, she took a look at the postcard in the box and replied, "Brussels."
Luna supported herself with her hands and looked sideways at Ginny. The red-haired girl had a carefree smile on her face. She swung her legs and tapped a string of cheerful notes on the ancient bricks of the Hogwarts with her heels.
Luna also smiled. It was the kind of smile that the moonlight melted in the lake.
Someone rustled up the tower. The two girls turned around at the same time and saw that the fireworks had faded, leaving only the bright night sky. The handsome and gentle Hufflepuff boy was standing behind them shyly. Even the freckles on his face revealed his shyness. However, he said firmly, "Miss Lovegood, the moon is so beautiful tonight. Can I ask you to feed Thestrus Nigra?"
Luna first looked at Ginny. Her female companion laughed indifferently. Her flamboyant red hair was blown behind her back by the wind. She nodded vigorously and said with a smile, "Go, Luna. If someone can ask you to feed Thestrus Nigra — he must be an interesting person!"
Rolf Scarman, who was called interesting, instantly blushed. However, he still reached out his hand and took away the girl who was smiling quietly and absent-mindedly.
Ginny, who was left behind, continued to sit on the top of the tower. She finished the last piece of chocolate alone and felt that her stomach was filled with a rich sense of happiness. She put on the glasses that Luna left behind. She looked at the black lake where the crowd had already dispersed. Then she looked at the mountains where the snow had melted. Then she looked further away. She saw the deserted wilderness. She saw the tropical island that had no industrial production and no pollution …
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