【Swallow Snake】An Illegal Love Story

Thick clouds rolled over the enchanted ceiling, and thousands of candles floated in the air, illuminating the gray "sky".The dinner was as sumptuous as ever. The long table was full of cod, steak and mashed potatoes, and there were even desserts like blueberry pie and pumpkin tart. The tableware in front of Feiyan didn’t disappear when she sat down——Slytherin Although the table is arrogant, the attitude towards Hufflepuff is much better than that of Gryffindor.Of course, this may also be due to the request of the Slytherin prefect.

Spirit Snake picked out a copy of "Powerful Potion" from the pile of books and spread it out on the table, but before turning a few pages, it was interrupted by Feiyan's light cough.The Slytherin prefect glanced down at the open book, then glanced at Feiyan who was carrying a plate with his slender eyes, and after a while, he let out a "hum" and stuffed the book into Feiyan's schoolbag on the chair .

The meal was the same as usual, and it was eaten quietly.

Suddenly, the discussion voices of the girls around became louder, chirping and chirping.Those voices came from far to near, as if someone suddenly put a group of noisy Frost Fairies into the lobby, and the central figure of these little fairies' discussions was being surrounded by the noisy and excited voices all the way, and stood behind Feiyan.

"You are indeed here," said the man, with a smile in his voice.

Feiyan frowned, and put down the knife that was cutting the blueberry pie.He raised his head, and said in a tone so light that there was almost no emotion, "Sacred Fire Order Senior."

The holy fire commander smiled as usual: "Even the prefect never called out, it's really sad."

Feiyan looked at Hufflepuff's prefect and Quidditch house captain without saying a word, her eyes hidden behind the black veil blindfold slightly turned to look at Hufflepuff's long table—the fourth-year Vajra Pestle was very happy He waved at him a Muggle baseball bat (a gift from his parents to congratulate him on joining the Hufflepuff Quidditch House team as a batsman), and he understood immediately The captain asked why he was looking for him, and then turned back to look at the torch order, speaking quickly: "When is the game? Which college?"

The Holy Fire Order raised his eyebrows and touched his chin: "Two weeks later, on Saturday, against Gryffindor." After a pause, he waved his hand, his spirits were high, and there was a smile in his different-colored pupils: "Oh, no Worry, you're a gift from Lady Luck to Hufflepuff, our best Seeker, and no one can catch you."

He said coldly, "The next training arrangement?"

"This is the first Quidditch match this year. It's a surprise for the whole school. Naturally, we have to prepare carefully." The Holy Fire Order said, and he blinked: "Increase to four training sessions a week, Mondays, Wednesdays and Thursdays. and Saturday, from four to seven in the afternoon. No problem?"

"No problem." Feiyan replied quickly, with a firm tone, "I will attend on time."

"Okay," said the Holy Fire Order.Years of getting along in the team made this good-tempered senior get used to Feiyan's rudeness, and he didn't take it to heart at all. When he turned around and left, he smiled at the girls on the long Slytherin table. Several girls screamed immediately, and one of them was shaking because of excitement, and the pumpkin tart on the fork almost got stuck on his companion's thick long hair.

This dinner is drawing to a close.The spirit snake had finished eating while they were talking, and he took out the "Power Potion" from his bag, and started browsing from the page he had marked earlier.

Feiyan lowered her head and took a knife to cut the blueberry pie into smaller pieces, but it was obvious that his mind was not here at all - the messy knife marks had already explained everything.His knife was still slicing back and forth unconsciously, and the blueberry pie was falling apart.The Spirit Snake at the side turned another page of the book and looked up at him: "What do you want to say?"

His hand holding the knife suddenly stopped, a little embarrassed: "Would you like to watch the game in two weeks' time?"

"Of course," Spirit Snake said, and he glanced at Feiyan with some displeasure, as if to say, "You can ask this kind of question."He ate a piece of blueberry pie that looked better with Feiyan's fork, but was frowned by a fresh blueberry left on the pie: "Of course I will go to your competition."

There are more and more homework in the sixth grade. Feiyan has always had the habit of "finishing today's work today". After eating, she went straight to the library, intending to finish today's herbal homework there.The spirit snake was also with him, and the Slytherin prefect had a note signed by the Potions teacher in his hand, and he entered and exited the restricted area as freely as he entered and exited the library.

He shuttled in front of the rows of bookshelves, pulling out the books that he was looking for and those that might be involved.Spirit Snake went to the restricted area, and brought back a few books on potions, as well as books on advanced herbalism.They found a place under the bookshelf in the reading area of ​​the library and sat down. Feiyan took out parchment from the bag and spread it on the table.The Spirit Snake was sitting beside him, the golden ring on his hand shimmered slightly when he turned the pages of the book, and the light would sometimes inadvertently fall on Feiyan's parchment.

Suddenly there was the sound of someone walking behind the bookshelf, and the sound of rubbing books out.

Someone was talking, because the library was too quiet, and the conversation that was separated by a row of bookshelves fell into Feiyan's ears word for word.

"I feel that brother Jin Lingsuo is very busy recently... he is always missing." It was Yu Feng, a third-year Gryffindor.

"Because there are a lot of troubles recently." Jin Lingsuo said.Because of the relationship between the spirit snake, Feiyan has been to Slytherin's dormitory frequently, and has some impressions of this fourth-year Slytherin student.Then there was the sound of fingers rubbing the book and turning the pages: "Yesterday, two more students who took the love potion were sent to the school hospital. Professor Zhenwu was too busy, so he called me over."

"Hey?" Yu Feng said, "But isn't it forbidden to make love potions privately in school?"

"It is emphasized every year, but every year there are students who don't listen." Jin Ling's tone was flat, but a trace of irritation could be heard from his tone, "Every year, students in grade six will learn how to make a love potion in class, and then Every year at this time, some students will develop it privately—the formula is wrong or some ingredients are added...all of which may cause confusion in the properties of the medicine. They dare to drink this kind of thing for people they like. I really don’t know what it is Really like it or wait for revenge."

Compared with Jin Lingsuo's impatience, Yufeng was more like the one who was going to help the school hospital. The third-year Gryffindor was worried: "What will happen if you drink those wrong love potions?"

"It doesn't matter much, at most the effect will be wrong." There was another sound of a page being turned, and the words of the Slytherin boy were caught in it, "For example, two days ago, there was a Gryffindor boy who fell in love with On a Ravenclaw girl's pillow."

"Ah? What should I do then?"

"What else can I do?" said the fourth-year Slytherin. He closed the book and inserted it back into the bookshelf, and the hard-bound book cover knocked lightly on the wooden bookshelf. A good solution is to stop learning how to make love potions, although some people may still do it privately, but there will definitely not be so many troubles." He paused and sighed helplessly: " It's getting late... let's go."

He deliberately lightened his footsteps, as if stepping on a piece of cotton, without any sound.

"But that's a compulsory course..." Yu Feng said, and his voice gradually faded away with the sound of footsteps.

Feiyan's pen is still moving, looking focused on the book.But that was just the surface, if the spirit snake hadn't approached him to remind him, he would have written a sentence like "saw with sharp teeth".He was a little annoyed, but he still didn't show it on his face, his lips were tightened, and he rubbed his wand against the parchment to correct a few typos.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Prefect Spirit Snake retreating back into his chair, resting his slender fingers on the book, turning a page lazily.The young Hufflepuff continued to write his thesis as if nothing had happened, but perhaps influenced by that conversation, he wrote the word "love potion" where it had been changed.Feiyan was stunned for a while before she realized, she suddenly raised her magic wand, and scribbled on that place forcefully.

"Prefect." He opened his mouth, staring closely at the few typos—as if they were not typos but a little bit of his accidental mistakes; he was not correcting typos, but erasing those irreverent throbs and flustered mind.

"Ok?"

"You..." he said, seeming to consider every word, "What kind of potion do you think the Love Potion is?"

Slytherin answered without thinking, and even sneered: "The most boring and inferior potion—there are many ways to control people, and this is the most boring."

Feiyan closed her eyes, and for the first time she was very grateful that her eyes were hidden behind the black veil all year round, making it difficult for people to perceive his inner thoughts through his eyes.After a long while, he spoke in a low voice, his voice was calm, but the fingers holding the quill seemed a little stiff: "Then what if... what if you are poisoned by this potion? What will happen to you?"

The spirit snake didn't raise its head: "That possibility doesn't exist at all. But you, why do you have such an unrealistic idea?"

"...I was delusional." Feiyan said.

"Just assume I took that potion by mistake." Spirit Snake said casually after pondering for a moment, he didn't even want to say the full name of the potion: "It's written in the book what will happen after taking it, I don't know." What will happen. But after taking the antidote - I will find the guy who made me drink the potion by mistake, and try every high-level black potion on him."

"Whoever that person is?"

"Whoever that person is."

Feiyan stopped talking, he crossed out the typo and rewritten the correct answer.After a while, he stood up suddenly: "I remembered that the professor said in class that a book can be used as a reference... I'll go get it."

He left in a hurry, wandering in front of the bookshelf blankly, pulling out the book and putting it back again, his heart beating fast.But why so fast?Does your heart beat so fast when you're sad?As long as you close your eyes, you can imagine the appearance of that person, powerful and beautiful-first, the hands, whether holding a wand to cast a spell or holding herbs to put in a cauldron, are calm and elegant; then the person's Face, a face that is too pale, and a pair of slender eyes that often show contempt. Outsiders always say that spirit snakes are not easy to get along with, and that is only for outsiders. He knows best about his prefects; His eyes from time to time... approving, trusting, sly... all the parts that no one knows except him.

He laughed at himself silently, thinking that he was the one who took the love potion by mistake.He struggled again and again, and finally took a copy of "Thousands of Magical Magical Plants" mentioned by Junzijian.

When he returned, Spirit Snake was still huddled in place reading a book, a strand of pale golden hair hanging down, covering his face.His face was hidden in the shadows, his eyes were lowered, completely immersed in it.Feiyan walked over slowly and without making a sound, his eyes rested on the face of the prefect as if fascinated, and then, as if under a spell, he suddenly bent down and stretched out his hand to brush away the lock of hair .

At this moment, Spirit Snake raised his head and met his eyes.

At that moment, he couldn't say anything, he just felt dry mouth.He steadfastly maintained the posture of brushing his hair, scanning the face of his prefect inch by inch through the black veil, serious and focused.

Spirit Snake watched him quietly, then suddenly leaned back - in Feiyan's eyes, it was a bearing posture.Then came the lazy voice of his prefect, with a playful smile: "Do what you want to do quickly."

He must have been under the Imperius Curse, Feiyan thought.Otherwise, why the hands and feet don't listen, why do you lean over?Why... another kiss, on the lips of the person he respects the most?

He gently and delicately kissed the snake's lips, licking his lips.The spirit snake closed its eyes, and its light golden eyelashes cast a faint shadow on its face.Feiyan's tongue came in along his lips and slid across every inch of the other's mouth. When he held the other's tongue, he was as gentle as a butterfly kissing nectar.It was a delicate, loving kiss, every lick trying to make the other person feel comfortable.

The warm yellow light from the top of the library fell on them, illuminating this intimate and meaningful kiss hidden between the bookshelves.

This is probably a sweet dream.Feiyan sighed softly between the kisses.He was kissing his prefect almost reverently.

But the premise of this dream is that the spirit snake accidentally swallowed a love potion, a love potion made by him.

【TBC.】