The most painful tears flowed from the grave, for the words that had not yet been spoken and the things that had not yet been done.

Standing in front of the vanity mirror, watching herself in the mirror raise her hand to brush her knee-length black hair like black satin and ink, the silky touch made her love it. I remember that night at Madam Pomfrey in Hogwarts Hospital, she was so burned, but she insisted on refusing to drink the refreshment, and finally a pair of cold and rough hands supported her head, forcefully opened her closed mouth, and poured the cup of refreshment he had brewed with his own hands. She knew it was her mentor, she tasted the modified ingredients of the refreshment, she smelled the indelible scent of the medicine from her hands, and she woke up from a dream to feel the hands combing her hair loose between the pillow until the morning. Years later, the hands slid weakly over the strands of her hair that had fallen over him, and the blood in the sky drowned her life, and the ominous color of bewitching became the only color in her eyes.

Red still wears the new scarf she bought for him around his neck, and he is curled up in the quilt, sleeping sweetly. Liu Fanxu smiled silently, she moved her fingertips, and the suitcase quietly drilled into the wardrobe, and the clothes inside also turned around and hung on the bracket in the closet. She walked over to the couch and saw the sofa bed already set up with a mattress on it, and looked sideways at Red, who was already asleep, and smiled.

The mattress was comfortable and warm, and Liu Fanxu was lying flat, but it was difficult to sleep for a while. She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling in a daze, the faint light of the street lamps in the square shining through the windows on the wall and the quilt on her body. Slytherin's common room was at the bottom of the Black Lagoon, and her seven-year-old bedroom had only the sparkling water reflecting the quilt. She raised her hand, covered her eyes, and raised a hint of sarcasm at the corners of her mouth, a girl's loyalty to the interests of the family always succumbed to jealousy, even if she was of noble birth, she was squeezed out of the double dormitory by the odd-numbered Slytherin girls.

In her first year, she was expressionless but full of anticipation, and she was answered by a simple, dirty, cramped bedroom, which was said to be treated only by half-breeds and outsiders, and was used by her pureblood, was this Slytherin tradition? No, Slytherin submits to the strong and the good. The next day, when all the Slytherins gathered in the common room, the prefects, who were already in the seventh year, politely asked her if she needed to change her bedroom, and gave her family apologies and respect, but gave her a disgrace to herself, because she was an orphan girl, she was the whole family, and no matter how noble her birth was, it could not change the future of her family name's imminent decline.

They despised her, and pressed her with the flow, but because they thought that the only way out for her was to pray for refuge, to find a suitable marriage among them, and to support the declining family in the most humble way. She curled the corners of her lips contemptuously, and the majestic magic pressure gushed out, and she stood there proudly, looking down at the prefect who was prostrate at her feet, the prefect who had just been hypocritically apologizing, was lying on his stomach with a pale and frightened face, begging for her forgiveness with the most humble body movements. Her dark, condensed eyes swept over the surrounding Slytherins little by little, their equally pale and frightened expressions, and the corners of her mouth slowly hooked up with a hint of mockery.

She slowly turned, crushing their souls with the strictest aristocratic etiquette, stepping on their heartbeats to leave the common room. It wasn't until the fear that pervaded behind her was separated by the door of the common room that her straight back and high head hung weakly, she leaned against the cold walls of the basement, trembling her fingers fumbled to take the potion out of her pocket, and reluctantly poured it into her mouth, the spicy potion flowed down her esophagus into her stomach, she bit her lip in pain, but her eyes were clear, and her expression was still cold and quiet.

The potions vial in her hand was snatched away abruptly, and she stabbed her cold gaze at the visitor, only to find that it was the Potions professor at Hogwarts who was also the head of Slytherin, Professor Severus Snape. His hollow and gloomy gaze, with a piercing coldness, slowly scraped her from top to bottom, and in just a moment, she already felt that her body was almost unconscious. She barely supported her body, stubbornly tilted her chin, trying to look him in the eyes, he held the potion bottle in front of him with a cold face, first looked at the color of the potion remaining in the bottle, and then sniffed, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up a touch of mockery, just like she had just done in the common room, his deep voice was like a poisonous snake with venom full of malice. Are you a Slytherin? ”

This is not an inquiry, this is a questioning. The corners of her mouth suddenly raised, and her expressionless face suddenly bloomed with brilliant colors, but her smile gradually became mocking, and her eyes drooped to cover the gloom that gradually swelled up under her eyes, "I'm sorry, Professor Snape, I thought you knew?" She leaned against the wall and stood up straight, her chin slightly raised, and the mockery on her face returned to coldness, "This is my way of survival." ”

Professor Snape didn't say anything more, he quickly turned, his black cloak spinning a beautiful wave behind him, and he strode away in a menacing stride, his figure gradually engulfed in the darkness of the basement. It was the first time she had spoken to her future mentor and it ended in a very unpleasant way.

Liu Fanxu put down his right hand that was pressing his eyes, turned over, looked at the night sky outside the window in a hazy consciousness, slowly closed his eyes, and seemed to fall asleep. In her dream, she was still standing in the dark hallway of the Hogwarts basement, caressing the familiar cold walls, her heart suddenly filled with inflated hope, and she abandoned aristocratic etiquette and ran wildly down the dark hallway. Running until exhaustion, suffocating in the chest, and not running to her mental destination, just when she thought she was going to run forever and endlessly, the familiar black door suddenly appeared on the wall to the left of the hallway.

She almost fell to the damp floor, staggering, staggering to the door, her hands touching the familiar texture of the wooden door, her eyes were suddenly obscured by a layer of fog, she couldn't see her familiar black door, she flapped anxiously, her hands clapped hard, she wanted to scream, the cellar refused her entry, because she forgot the code words to open the black door. She was overwhelmed by despair, she suddenly couldn't make a sound, her hands were rubbed by the black door, but the mentor in black wizard's robes, greasy hair, sallow, wrinkled hooked nose, and a gloomy face at all times did not open the door for her.

Suddenly, blood spilled from the texture of the black door, and the gurgling blood red covered the door, then the walls, and finally the floor, and an ominous color enveloped her. She woke up suddenly, the suffocation in her chest made her sit up in pain, she looked out the window at the already somewhat white sky, lifted the covers and walked into the bathroom. Liu Fanxu gave Radbu a mute spell, she touched the pot table with her fingertips, the kitchenware ping-pong herself was beating, the ingredients lined up from the refrigerator and walked to the suspended kitchen knife to wait for processing, and looked at the lively kitchen that began to make breakfast automatically, she turned around with satisfaction, and carefully walked past Rhett with a woolen dress, and approached the crucible through the wall.

She double-checked the potion and then walked over to the workbench to process the potion materials needed for the next step. After washing her hands, she remembered the reason for Red's sudden return yesterday afternoon, reached out and took out the mobile phone that Rhett had thrown away from her pocket, pressed the button, and the mobile phone signal was empty on the lit screen. She frowned in frustration, indeed, if someone called at this time, it must not be in the service area. She raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows worriedly, but as long as she was in this potions room, and a new mobile phone was still not in the service area, it should be said that all electronic products would be interfered with and blocked here, because of her magic array.

She turned off her phone and stuffed it back into her pocket, clicked her fingertips, and a drawer near the roof opened automatically, and a necklace flew out of it, and it swirled in the air and flew straight towards her outstretched palm. She took it in her hand and looked at it, the white gold texture, the snake bone chain, the white orchid pendant, the neutral clavicle chain, the pendant was two centimeters long, and it would not be particularly dazzling for men to wear, and the important thing was that the complex alchemy and runi Mowen that she had carved on it could protect Red from physical damage and three death curses.

Walking out of the wall, Liu Fanxu first went to the kitchen to serve the breakfast that had been prepared to the table, and then ordered the pot table, so that the kitchen utensils waiting for her to review were all in place. Then she walked over to Red, glanced at his phone on the bedside table, reached out and turned on the screen, although the signal was only half a bar, it was indeed not completely empty, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately she had improved the defensive spell, so that it was not like in the potions room.

She rubbed the corners of her forehead and looked at Red's sleeping face, the irritability in her heart soothed, she smiled and reached out her finger to tap his cheek, and removed the mute spell with her hand. Red frowned, sleepy eyes opened, he looked at her in confusion, it took a long time to wake up, he rubbed his hair and did it, yawning and said vaguely, "What time is it?" Liu Fanxu picked up his mobile phone and handed it to him, "Seven o'clock, do you want to get up now?" Red nodded, squinting his forehead against her shoulder.

She chuckled, pulled the platinum pendant out of her pocket, and put it on him. Red straightened up, squinted his eyes, raised his hand and touched the pendant around his neck, "What kind of flower is this?" Liu Fanxu lowered his eyes and looked at the pendant carved from Hetian jade and inlaid with white gold that Rader was pinching between his fingers, and replied, "It's a white orchid" Her family crest. Rhett blinked, obviously sober up a lot, "Magnoliaceae is a deciduous tree with a height of 17-20 meters, usually 3-4 meters in pots. The bark is grayish-white, the young branches are evergreen, the leaves are oblong, the leaves are alternate, the leaves are alternate, the greenish leathery, shiny and oblong. The flower buds are 8 petals, the flowers are white or slightly yellow, the petals are thick and long-lanceolate, fragrant, and the flowering period is from June to October. The pure love of the flower language is sincere. I've only seen it in books, hey, it's beautiful, isn't it? ”

"Yes, it's beautiful." Liu Fanxu lowered his eyes and looked at his fingertips, "So, take it with you, don't take it off at any time, okay?" Red nodded, his fingertips still rubbing the white orchid pendant, "Okay, I'm not going to take it off." ”