Hogwarts Slytherin

Gryffindor lounge.

James rolled his eyes and muttered, "I know exactly what I'm doing, Padfoot. I've been meaning to write this stuff for a long time."

"Yes, but this is the first poem you've written as yourself, rather than as Lily's crush," Sirius pointed out as Peter looked up the mysterious word.

James pushed the dictionary in front of Sirius and read aloud: "Straddle continuation: a technique in poetry that allows one sentence to flow to the next without pausing."

Sirius hummed in thought.

"Interesting. Do you use cross-sentence continuity in your poem, Prongs?"

James gave him an impatient look.

However, Sirius had already turned his attention back to his book and asked in a low voice: "What about symbolism? I hope you can use some. Girls like Lily will probably like symbolism, right? Moony face?" "

Remus shrugged and replied, "I don't know, Padfoot."

James rolled his eyes, wrote one sentence, and tapped the next sentence with the tip of his quill...

*****

Timing is really everything, you know.

Library on the fourth floor.

"Lily, this seems to be for you." A girl wearing a Gryffindor school robe said, and then handed it to the red-haired witch who was walking towards the library door without thinking.

Lily, who was walking quickly, paused, frowned in confusion, and then took it - which made James, who was hiding in the corner and peeking, extremely panicked.

"Do you really think that's garbage, Padfoot?" James wrung his fingers nervously, reached out and grabbed Peter's textbook and hissed in a low voice.

He almost threw the textbook on his face in order to cover himself, although it had no real effect.

Sirius stared at the door of the library intently. Soon the figure of the red-haired witch disappeared from his sight, and returned to his casual look. He casually leaned his body against the wall and hummed: "Uh-huh, complete rubbish. Fork , you're a terrible poet. I gotta say, Lily might kill you after reading that poem."

James turned pale.

He felt that his feet were a little weak, and it was too late to rush in and grab a reply...

Inside the library.

Lily placed the book gently on the table and smiled at the people sitting there.

Reggie looked at the fiery red envelope in her hand and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

If it weren't for the love on the seal, this could easily pass for a howler letter.

He looked in the direction of the door and happened to see a few sneaky robbers.

Coincidentally, James also caught his gaze.

Normally, he would have come in and said hello in a very familiar manner - and then stayed nearby.

But something was very wrong this time.

The most guilty-minded James caught Reggie's gaze, and as if he had been greatly frightened, he grabbed a good friend with one hand and ran away quickly.

Lupine was left standing at the door, smiling awkwardly and politely at Reggie, and then turned around and left quickly.

He looked back with some surprise.

But his eyes inadvertently touched the red envelope on Lily's right hand side.

"So that's it." Reggie looked away calmly.

Lily, whose stool was not yet warm, stood up suddenly.

Snape: "???"

Anthony: "???"

Reggie: "..."

May Merlin bless Potter.

The red envelope deformed in the hands of the red-haired witch. Lily's eyebrows were raised high, and she immediately ignored the looks around her and began to leave with angry steps.

Reggie looked at her back.

He silently prayed for Potter in his heart again.

This semester Lily has firmly ranked first in the fourth grade in the Duel Club's standings.

Although points do not represent strength, there is no doubt that this proves that Lily is an absolute master of dueling.

As we all know, she still has an absolutely suppressive aura over James.

Gryffindor lounge.

A few guilty-minded people were writing papers in the common room - well, mainly because a certain guy wearing glasses was very guilty.

It didn't take long.

Lily, who had left the library in a hurry, was heading towards their table...

However, murderous intent did not appear in her eyes: largely due to her disbelief at the conclusion.

James Potter actually likes her? !

"Potter!" she shouted.

The predators all looked up in surprise, not realizing that Lily would suddenly return.

Well, except for the guy in glasses who was trying to sneak out of his chair when Lily walked towards them.

Sirius laughed at James' predicament and drawled, "Lily, what do you think of James' poem?"

Lily ignored Sirius and growled at the sneaky figure trying to slip away: "Potter, do you have nothing else to do but write this rubbish to make fun of others?"

Behind a handful of Lupine's textbooks, James looked at Lily fawningly, and said with a careful voice and a stuttering smile: "I don't know what you are talking about, Lily, I have never been able to do it all my life." There is no rubbish, let alone to tease others, I only have a magic wand..."

"Then what is this thing in my hand?" Lily asked, throwing the crumpled love letter onto the table in front of James.

The crumpled red letter paper seemed like his messy heart at the moment.

James stiffened.

Then, he threw down the textbook, grabbed the new parchment that was buried under the red paper ball, and stuffed it into his pocket before Lily saw his second "garbage" love letter.

His always careless face suddenly turned an unprecedented bright red. After clearing the noise, Lily stared at him, still at their table.

He held the wand tightly in his hand, as if he was ready to enter combat mode at any time. .

"Uh. Well, that's great, I'm glad I could help you, Moony. But I really have to go, Quidditch practice or something." James said hastily, with his face still burning red. Rushed out of the Gryffindor common room.

Lily raised her eyebrows behind him.

Then he looked at Lupine with puzzled eyes.

Lupine met the red-haired witch's gaze and immediately shook his head wildly.

"I'm not, I'm not, he's talking nonsense."

"Potter!"

James walked to the door of the lounge, shook his head, and quickened his pace to leave.

For the first time, he was anxious to escape from Lily Evans.

In short, in the end, Potter changed from a four-eyed boy to a six-eyed boy.

Two large bruises on his eyes didn't clear up until a week later.

In fact, as long as he went to the school medical wing, Madam Pomfrey could restore him to his original state in less than 3 minutes.

But as he often said to others: "This is the mark of love Lily gave me, and I hope it lasts a little longer."

Well, it’s nice to be young.

You can also enjoy the boxing of love.

******

"We're going to the fourth greenhouse in a moment." Marlene McKinnon happily pushed the plate in front of her and tucked the class schedule into her book.

"The plants there are more interesting and more dangerous, and guess what we're going to see today?"

"All I know is that there are poisonous tentacles and mandrakes in there."

"Ah, yes, poisonous tentacles..." Marlene MacKinnon secretly glanced at Slytherin's long table, "I remembered, that's where Reggie's owl was found last year, right? Although Just anklets and feathers.”

"That's right." Lily replied with a smile.

Ruigi's owl was so recognizable that it went to the greenhouse to secretly take gillyweed.

Just because it thinks it should do something consistent with its identity - be unique.

Since other owls are flying in the air, then it should learn to swim in the black lake, just because Bibi Dong feels that it is so special.

In the end, Bibi Dong was discovered because he found the wrong gillyweed and bit the mandrake leaf instead.

Mandela's screams were eventually followed by even louder screams and wails.

Lily thought that Marin was going to feel sad for that poor Bibi Dong again, and was about to comfort her with a few words.

Unexpectedly, Marlene MacKinnon changed her voice and said: "It seems that we have to occupy the position early, but we can't stand next to the poisonous tentacles."

They left the castle together, walked through the vegetable fields and towards the greenhouse.

Professor Sprout was staggering over from the direction of the lawn carrying a pot of unknown plants.

Professor Sprout is a kind and kind witch. She is not tall. She always wraps her brown hair with a floral scarf. She always has a kind smile on her face. She hardly talks to the students in class. Making things difficult.

Because she is so kind and always looks smiling, even when she is angry, she does not scare the students.

After entering the greenhouse, Professor Sprout casually brushed away the soil on the table with his hands, placed the potted plant in his arms on it, and took a silver knife to carefully trim its branches and buds.

Lily soon discovered that what the professor was pruning was not the shrub, but a familiar vine wrapped around the shrub.

"Professor, is mistletoe what we're going to talk about today?"

The two of them just arrived at the greenhouse in advance, and the herbal medicine class had not yet started.

After hearing Lily's question, Professor Sprout raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

"No, what we are going to talk about today is parasitic worms." Professor Sprout's movements continued unabated.

"I just found this mistletoe on the other side of the Black Lake. It was originally wrapped around a blackthorn tree and grew too lush. This was not good for it or its host, so I moved it. Come here. You are very good at recognizing this humble plant. Most students only recognize it when it is in its fruiting stage."

Lily smiled slightly, while Marlene stared curiously at the vine that Sprout was playing with.

"Perhaps it's because we only see its berries commonly, but rarely see its branches - in last year's potions class, Slughorn taught us how to use the white fruits of mistletoe to make forgetfulness potion."

It turned out to be the case.

Professor Sprout nodded in understanding.

Professor Slughorn likes to show off his gifts, and everyone knows that his three most protégés are Severus Snape, Lily Evans, and Regis Duke.

I still remember the potion ingredients from a year ago. It seems that Lily is indeed very talented in potions.

but.......

"Mistletoe branches are rare? I guess you didn't stay in school last Christmas?" Professor Sprout looked at her with a smile, a rare hint of childishness in his eyes.

"If you stay, you will see that the castle is covered with hanging ribbons of holly and mistletoe. Girls stand where the mistletoe hangs, waiting for the boy they like to come up and kiss her. .....Ah, Reggie, you’re here too.”

The two of them turned back following Professor Sprout's gaze.

I happened to see Reggie standing at the door of Greenhouse No. [-], showing a confident and polite smile.

He greeted the three of them one by one, and then said: "Professor, I was planning to go to the Black Lake to find you, but when I saw the door here was open, I came over to take a look."

He paused and continued, "I didn't expect you to come here."

"Oh, yes, it's just a few potted plants. I moved them here myself. I don't want to bother you with this."

"You're welcome, Professor Sprout, I'm happy to help." Reggie said humbly, "You seem to have discovered a new plant?"

"It's just mistletoe, nothing new." Professor Sprout said this with a cheerful expression on his face. It's hard not to like a smart and considerate student like Reggie.

She continued: "I was just telling Miss Evans that if she had stayed at Hogwarts last Christmas, she would have seen girls standing under the mistletoe waiting for their sweethearts to kiss her. Don't think that I am that kind of stubborn old antique, and I have always been very tolerant of the immature love of young people..."

"But last Christmas I saw a young couple kissing, and the plant above their heads was a locust! It's been five years, I've been teaching them for five years, and they can't even tell the difference between mistletoe and locust!"

When Professor Sprout said this, he sighed heavily and looked a little sad.

"I think, Professor Sprout, at that moment they probably didn't have time to pay attention to what kind of plants were above their heads." Marlene McKinnon glanced at Reggie vaguely and whispered.

Lily heard Reggie behind her let out a short chuckle.

"Does it matter what plant is hanging above your head when you kiss?" she asked doubtfully, "You can kiss while standing under mistletoe, why can't you kiss with locust?"

Reggie: "..."

Professor Sprout: "..."

Marlene MacKinnon: “…”

It is not impossible.

Forget it, let’s go to class.

Soon, students entered the greenhouse one after another, and Sprout also took care of the vines in the pots.

******

Quidditch game.

Slytherin VS Hufflepuff, the game showed a one-sided trend from the beginning.Unless Hufflepuff captures the Snitch, their undefended goal will continue to serve as Slytherin's extra point.

However, Hufflepuff showed great tenacity.

Their hitting arms are astonishing, and their torpedo-fast Bludgers put a lot of psychological pressure on opposing players.

The Slytherins shouted loudly, urging the Seeker Regulus to end the game quickly.

Finally, a golden light flashed in the hazy fog and rain, and it was the Golden Snitch.

Seekers from the two school teams, Slytherin and Hufflepuff, rushed in the direction of the Golden Snitch at the same time, and the audience's eyes also focused on the direction of the two.