That's why the professor, you, who are fathers, are disgusted by your daughter!

Let you continue to be a sullen person who holds everything in your heart!

But then again, Xiao Ao, don't you think that your move of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge has also slipped a little?

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Wand 5 (Upright): Get help.

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Hogwarts Potions Office

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Because it's already Thursday, it's Opal's confinement time until 7 p.m. until curfew.

With a look of pity on everyone's "you've made your way all the way", Opal forced down his urge to cut people, holding the book Draco had given her earlier, and after dinner, slowly walked to the Potions office in the cellar.

The portrait guarding the door was still the same Medusa, and when she saw Opal coming, the Medusa smiled: {Your Highness, welcome to you.} Do you need me to open the door? }

[Well, the professor told me to come to confinement at 7 o'clock, can you please open the door?] ]

{Yes, serving His Highness is a more honorable act than serving the Serpent Whisperer.} }

After Medusa hissed twice, the door that had been closed automatically slid open. It made Opal can't help but put a black line on his head - although it is normal to come here to be locked up and let go, but according to Professor Snape's view of time, there is still half an hour before seven o'clock, Medusa, will you just let the true husband go like this?

Although it was a secret slander, Opal had no intention of drying himself in the cold cellar passage to blow the wind, but politely knocked on the hidden door and walked in.

The familiar mix of green, silver, and ink was still the same cold and elegant tone, and the furnishings in the room were no different from the memories at all.

Snape, who was buried in the case file, didn't look up at all, but casually pointed to a small table in another corner of the room, on which were stacked with a small pile of potions materials and processing tools, and a test paper, a few parchments, and a few books on the side.

Do you process the materials first, then do the test papers, and finally look at the writing paper?

In the blink of an eye, I guessed that Snape's usual thinking had come to a stand, and after a quick glance at the things on it, I made sure that my thoughts were not wrong.

The potion material to be processed is the Wolf Poison Flower, which is processed by picking the petals and doing a preliminary maceration in almond oil, and then grinding the stamens along with the calyx to extract the juice. Although the method is more cumbersome, the maceration process can save a lot of time by grinding and extracting the juice at the same time. Moreover, the amount of medicinal herbs in this pile is not much, Opal estimated the processing time, and if you count the cleaning, about an hour is enough.

The next time should be to do the test paper and read the writing paper, right?

Thinking so, Opal immediately began to deal with the wolf poison flower on the table with her hands and feet—she would never have any doubts about the quality of the books that Snape had chosen to read her.

It's just a wolf poison flower......

Opal knew the main ingredient for the wolf poison potion, and she was sure that other potions rarely used the highly poisonous potion material of the wolf poison flower, and Snape had asked her to deal with this material to remind her of something, right?

I've known it before, but now it's reaffirmed.

This blood father is really ...... Awkward guy.

So...... In order to avoid being depressed to internal injury, he really got along as a professor, as an ordinary friend, as a relative or something, I guess even he doesn't have a concept of getting along with this, right?

Despite his absent-minded thoughts, Opal's potion materials were handled smoothly and perfectly.

After all, it's a two-hearted thing, and Opal said that he has no pressure at all.

During this time, the whole office seemed very quiet, only the sound of burning flames, the boiling of liquids, the grinding of mortars, the rustle of writing, and the sound of shallow breathing could be heard.

However, the feeling is not bad.

Opal was reminded of her relationship with Snape when she was a unicorn, and although she would dig up gossip and provoke someone to jump to the point of frying hair, most of the time she and Snape were doing their own things as calmly as they are now.

They don't interfere with each other, but there is a faint tacit understanding.

Peace built on trust.

At the moment, this feeling of being different but similar really calmed Opal's originally slightly fluctuating emotions.

After processing the potion materials, the next step was the test papers and books, and Opal sat down at the small table and started working on the test papers after packing up the materials and doing the proper cleaning.

There weren't many questions on the test paper, but they were all about the "Thirty Selected Cases of Protective Charms", and it didn't take long for Opal, who had already read it at a high speed and memorized the entire book. By the way, she also wrote down a few questions about the spell in the blank space at the end of the test paper.

It's like what I used to do during the holidays.

Well? Turning his head a little suspiciously, Opal glanced at Snape on the other side, and saw that he was scribbling something on the paper with a gloomy face, obviously vomiting at the Potions homework in his hand, completely oblivious to her gaze.

The kind of vague gaze that I just felt...... Was it her delusion?

Sure enough, although Rosemary's potion worked very well, the weird smell and all kinds of unknown sequelae were still very troublesome. And Riddle is probably really angry this time, let's go back to the secret realm of the lake on Sunday, and just in time to tell Draco about Senior Sister Qianwei.

I believe that Sister Qianwei will be happy about this, but she has to tear tears of sympathy for Draco - you must know that Sister Qianwei's "training" in the entire secret realm of the lake, even Riddle and Gellert are all discolored existences.

Although she has to admit that the effect is really good.

Blaming the potion she had drunk in the morning, Opal shrugged her shoulders and continued to wrestle with the test paper in front of her—after all, she was still curious about what kind of books Snape had found for herself, and reading had always been one of her pleasures besides potions.

While Opal was engrossed in struggling with the task he had been assigned, Snape, who seemed to be concentrating on grading homework, stopped the quill in his hand and looked at Opal in the corner, who was leaning away from him.

Long silver hair always does not like to be tied up, but is naturally draped; Slender but not weak, but contains explosive power and toughness of the petite body; Once you're engrossed, it's easy to lose sight of what's going on around you; I feel that although my mind is sharp and delicate, I will not bother myself for this; Unhappiness is left in the mind for less than a day before it is selectively forgotten......

All of them overlapped with the blurred images in my memory.

Walty C. Yunik, the most indebted friend of his life besides Lily Evans.

As long as he thought of this, his hatred for the "Dao Raiders" quartet deepened, and after thinking of the current Black family's escape from prison and the unknown whereabouts of a certain werewolf in the name of a professor in the name of the professor, Snape felt even more aggrieved and angry.

That group of people should be the most unforgivable, but because of Dumbledore's relationship, they can only watch one of their sons become a Hogwarts student and put on an annoying lion's skin to mess with the aftermath themselves, one of them is shaking under his nose with the professor's skin, and even boils wolf poison potions for each other every month! Not to mention that another culprit who caused it all is now at large......

Sensing keenly that the temperature in the cellar office was starting to drop, Opal shivered slightly and then glanced at someone who was the source of the cold helplessly, and moved his body helplessly to warm himself up.

It's okay to stare in a daze in this direction, even the unconscious demonic pressure, but just looking at it from her perspective, the blue-black resentment around Snape's body is about to materialize!

What kind of madness is he smoking?

"Done?"

Noticing Opal's movements, Snape spoke casually.

[Hmm.] ]

Although the chill was still there, Snape's tone and attitude were unexpectedly normal, so after judging that it should not be aimed at him, Opal naturally waved his wand and used a levitation charm to fly his test paper to Snape's desk and put it away.

In fact, she was used to using wandless magic, but considering the age of her target and the "reasonable" level of strength, she chose to use a wand as a cover.

Although it is a little unstable, if she has recovered to this level of magic control, it means that her body is indeed getting better and recovering, is it really the effect of the potions she drank? Although she said that she had received a sample that she had left behind, the main function was to get rid of the weird smell, right?

Snape remembered the two papers that had definitely been deliberately brought to his attention in class, along with the potion, and the potion's residue that seemed to have been left "unintentionally" afterward, Snape

Even this little cunning has a familiar familiarity, and it is indeed Walty's child.

He would not refuse such a small use, both because it was his interest in studying potions in the first place, and because of the guilt of not being able to find out the kinship.

The shadow of the Dark Lord's return looms over everyone, and it is almost a fact that success is allowed, and as a Death Eater and a double agent of the Order of the Phoenix, he is doomed to a bad death. In that case, why bother to give the child hope that is destined to be shattered - that is, knowing that the two know each other, but as long as they do not say it clearly, then they can use it to deceive themselves.

"An hour is enough for you to read, and the rest of the time you need to prove to me that you actually put what you're reading into your head, rather than throwing it away to feed the trolls."

Although it is a point-to-point reminder, there is no ambiguity in the content of what should be ordered and what should be clarified.

The only difference is the relatively mild attitude towards other students, which can even be described as "completely different".

Of course, this relative mildness was based on the fact that she already knew the strength and wisdom of the girl in front of her - judging by her ability to make two potions at the same time in such an orderly manner, and how skillfully she handled the wolf poison flower, she was invulnerable as the head of the grade.

[Yes, Professor Snape.] ]

And Opal obviously knew one thing very well, his expression was natural and polite but not complacent, and after a polite bow, he turned his attention to the books on the small table, with a style of pampering and not being angry.

Speaking of which, it seems that since the first time we met in the first year, she has not been as afraid of herself as the other students.

Even his godson Draco was not immune to the cold on his body, Opal's calm reaction was even more commendable but not abrupt, just like the calm and calm temperament around her.

Just like the friends in my memory.

Luckily, Opal is like a good friend, if he looks or has a temper like himself...... It was an absolute disaster. (Tenyin: Should I say that you are actually quite self-aware, Professor?) ）

After frowning slightly at his thoughts, Snape sneered to himself, turned his gaze from Opal's body to the homework in his hand, and then frowned even deeper - these stupid lions' papers are really as ignorant as ever, plagiarizing each other, not to mention this more outrageous plagiarism!

Somewhat irritated, he directly graded a "T" on the assignment in front of him, and after leaving a string of bitter sarcasm on it, Snape picked up Opal's paper and looked at it.

I have to admit that after seeing the terrible potions homework of those stupid lions, it was a pleasure to see Opal's test papers.

The smooth handwriting and the complete absence of grammatical errors are enough to make the reader happy, not to mention that Opal's answers are correct enough to be used as a reference for a textbook.

As for the questions recorded in the blank spaces on the paper, they are also substantial, and it can be confirmed that they are the product of serious thinking and thorough understanding.

For a student like Opal, even the relatively demanding Snape was deeply satisfied.

If all the students could be so serious and sensible, I believe that his Potions teaching would not fall into such a situation of blindness, right?

But this kind of thing can only be thought about.

After all, not even Merlin could save the stupid lions who belonged to the group of slugs, slime, and stinggrass equivalent to empty brains.

While Snape was staring at Opal's exam paper with a serious face, Opal was happily flipping through the book Snape was going to give her.

Therefore, although he knew that his blood father was a potion genius, he was able to understand the effect of the residual potion in just one lunch break, and had a very simple containment plan...... This talent is really too against the sky, right?

Slender and slender fingers swept through the table of contents of the "Analysis of Potions Material Ingredients" in his hand, and some of the materials on it were circled by quills.

Corresponding to the corresponding analysis of medicinal properties, although it is a glance and ten lines, but the key points of the circle are all memorized in the mind, and at the same time, the thinking has begun to diverge to his own improvement plan for paralyzing drugs.

Therefore, people are more angry than people.

By the time Opal had finished his entire plan for improving the paralyzing potion, he let down the quill in his hand with a long sigh of relief, and looked at the parchment scroll that had been scribbled with various markings and altered to the point that only she could recognize it by herself, and it was almost time for the end of the confinement.

Rubbing his sore wrist, Opal pondered for a moment and then took another piece of parchment, this time carefully sorting out his own improvement plan, clearly detailing the arguments, and then putting away the parchment that only he could understand.

"Drink it tomorrow before you drink the medicine."

Then, as the confinement ended, and Opal said a very polite goodbye, Snape pursed his lips and handed over a small vial of clear potion, dropped the words, and closed the door to his office.

This is...... When was it done?!

After feeling the encirclement of the potion bottle, and confirming that it was definitely a potion that had just come out of the potion, Opal first embarrassed that his concentration in researching the potion formula seemed to explode again-after all, he didn't even notice what Snape had done in the same room-and then he felt a subtle hook at the corner of his lips.

Forget it, it's okay if he doesn't want to admit that he has a relationship with him, as long as he achieves the goal she wants.

Having put the potions in his pocket, Opal, who had never doubted Snape's potion level because he had experienced it himself, turned around and walked towards the Slytherin common room with a relaxed expression.

In this way, at least she doesn't have to worry about the taste of the potion the day after tomorrow.

This is also rare good news.

Although the sugar is delicious, she can't stand it all the time!