【Swallow Snake】An Illegal Love Story

Chapter 11 11

"Senior Feiyan, I want to talk to you." Jin Lingsuo said.This beautiful boy stood in front of Hufflepuff's long table, met Shang Feiyan's upward gaze, with a strange expression on his face: "It's about the love potion."

The third-year Slytherin found Feiyan at breakfast time on Monday. He was holding a thick stack of books, one of which was still struggling, but was bound by a leather rope.His face didn't look well.It was still dark in the winter morning, and the enchanted ceiling in the lobby was covered with thick layers of clouds, so low that it seemed as if it would collapse at any time.Jin Lingsuo always got up early, and when she came, there were only a few people in the lobby, including Hufflepuff Feiyan.

This is the third week that Feiyan asked him to help develop the antidote to the love potion.Even though the talent is extremely high, advanced potion science is still a bit difficult for a third-year student like Jin Lingsuo, especially since he has to go to the school hospital to help.If Hufflepuff could divert his attention from the snake to this beautiful boy, he would have noticed the slight bruise under his eyes and slightly pale lips - evidence of lack of sleep.

"The antidote has worked?" Feiyan immediately put down the chicken sandwich she had already taken a bite out of.He stared closely at Jin Lingsuo's face, as if he wanted to rub that face away so that he could carefully interpret all the details revealed in every expression on it.He swallowed the sandwich he had bitten down before slowly and with difficulty—the slice of bread was too dry, or maybe his bite was too big, so that he could obviously feel the tightness in his throat after swallowing it.

His heart was beating uncontrollably and fast, like a prisoner waiting for judgment.He didn't even have a way out, and he fell from heaven to hell with just one sentence, which made him extremely painful and willing.Now, all kinds of emotions are mixed together, so that he doesn't know exactly what the sandwich he swallowed tasted like.

As if he couldn't stand the sight from Feiyan, the boy turned his eyes away, but quickly turned back, looking at Hufflepuff with a pair of cat-like eyes, as if he was thinking about something.Feiyan noticed the confused look on his face.The process of waiting for the verdict was undoubtedly tormenting. Finally, Jin Lingsuo said coldly, "It's not an antidote."

Feiyan blinked her eyes, which were perfectly hidden by the black gauze blindfold.The heart that was struggling at that moment suddenly became quiet, and it returned to a gentle beating in his chest cavity.It was as if he had tamed a raging dragon—the rampaging magical animal calmed down and rubbed against the palm of his hand.The young Hufflepuff breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and slowly let go of the hands that he had clenched tightly for some time, his eyes were not so urgent and sharp.

"What do you want from me?" he asked.

"I need some herbs." The third-year Slytherin got straight to the point, and before Feiyan could respond, he quickly spit out the names of a bunch of herbs: "Wind rose, dried forget-me-nots, daisy root, two-ear grass, small-leaf dragon boat... "

Hufflepuff keenly noticed something wrong in the string of names, and he raised his hand to signal: "I'm sorry to interrupt you, but I heard you wrong, you said Xiaoye Dragon Boat? What you want is the recipe that failed ?”

"Yes."

"why?"

"It's nothing," said the Slytherin boy. He frowned and pulled up the book that was struggling to jump out of his arms. "I just feel a little strange... I want to confirm some steps and results."

This sentence raised Feiyan's heart again. He looked directly at Jin Lingsuo, with a hint of anxiety in his tone: "What steps and results—does it mean that the potion will be harmful to the body?"

"No, it's not this, it's just a love potion, it won't be harmful." Jin Lingsuo said lightly, his brows frowned even tighter, and he even yelled at the restless book "Stop moving! ".

"It's something else—don't ask me what it is, if I know it, I don't need to verify it."

Feiyan breathed a sigh of relief: "Then when will I give it to you? Now?"

"Of course not," Jin Lingsuo said. He looked at Feiyan as if he was looking at a Kabbah (a kind of water monster) with underdeveloped brain. The third-year Slytherin impatiently pushed the book up again, Ignoring the weird textbook that was screaming: "I have something to do later. After class at noon, I will go directly to the Potions classroom to wait for you—better hurry up."

"No problem." Feiyan said.He sat down slowly, only to notice the books in Slytherin's hands and the abnormal textbooks in the middle: "Is that "The Monster Book of Monsters"?"

"Yes - the green bamboo stick opened it yesterday out of boredom," the boy replied coldly, "yes, I opened it without stroking the spine to make it quiet. Anyway, this book was smashed when I was about to bite a crystal ball." I lost my teeth, and screamed for half the night. I will go to the teacher of the magical creature class later, and let him see what to do before the class."

The whole morning passed quickly - in the last two lessons of Charms, Feiyan won a lot of extra points for his academy. (“So far, only Feiyan’s silent spell is the most perfect in the class!” the charms professor screeched.) But those extra points didn’t make his face look like happy and proud ——In Feiyan's eyes, these are not one ten thousandth as good as his prefect.

He rushed out almost immediately after class, regardless of what homework the professor assigned or whether he announced the dismissal of get out of class.He came out too early, the corridor was not yet full of students, it was still empty.He walked through the long corridor, and the sound of his hurried footsteps echoed in the stone wall—his steps were so fast that the airflow created by his walking could even shake the armored cloak and the long blue tassels used for decoration beside the corridor.

The basement where the Potions classroom was located was as cold and bleak as ever, especially when there was no cauldron to boil and steam.There are miserable green chandeliers hanging on the rough walls, illuminating all kinds of specimens soaked in yellow liquid on the wall shelves, making the already gloomy and cold classroom look even more shivering.There was no one in the classroom, only the sound of "whooping" from the wind flowing from nowhere.

When passing the potions professor's office, Hufflepuff keenly caught the voices coming from behind the door, and he recognized one of them as the potions professor, and the other was probably a Slytherin student—because he vaguely heard Words such as "graduation" and "NEWTs exam" were omitted.But these are irrelevant to him, his footsteps stopped for less than a second before continuing to the storage room deep underground.

When Jin Lingsuo arrived, Feiyan had already taken all the medicinal ingredients, and he even weighed out the weight of each ingredient.

"Where is it?" Hufflepuff asked.

"Wait a moment." Jin Lingsuo said.He piled the books in his arms scribbled on the table beside him.The "Monster Book of Monsters" has been wrapped with several layers of bandages, lying quietly as if asleep.He took out a collapsible cauldron from the bag behind him—the little thing looked like a piece of tinfoil.The third-year Slytherin took out his wand and tapped it—after a few clicks, a brand new small cauldron appeared.

"In here," said Slytherin.He packed all the books that had been piled on the table into the schoolbag that had been vacated, and when he turned his head again, he found Hufflepuff frowning at him and his cauldron.

"Before I give you the medicinal materials, I want to ask where you plan to brew the potion?" Fei Yan looked at him and said slowly, "You should be very clear about the punishment for making potions in private."

He is not afraid of the school rules, to him the school rules are not as important as a word from his prefect.But Jin Ling Suo is different.

"Of course I know." Slytherin struggled to close his schoolbag and paused, he rolled his small eyes, and his cat-like eyes glanced at Feiyan: "So your trouble is really expensive, next time, I'm absolutely, never mind. (He tugs at the zipper every time he utters a word, and finally, he closes the bag tightly) I'm going to the Shrieking Shack."

The famous haunted house. "Have you been there?" Feiyan was stunned for a moment.

"I...been there before." Jin Lingsuo said, he turned his eyes uncomfortably, and brushed back the loose hair on his forehead, "I know how to get there. It's safe there."

Hufflepuff looked at him for a while, and finally he put the thing into the Slytherin boy's cauldron, and said in a deep voice, "Please. I owe you a favor."

"Don't," Jin Lingsuo said in a low voice. He carried the schoolbag full of books on his back and held the cauldron in his arms. "I said it was only this time... although I don't feel that I have less trouble."

Feiyan didn't speak, he walked ahead consciously, and opened the storage room door——

"Ah." Someone outside the door said, smiling.As the door opened and the air flowed, Feiyan smelled the sweet and greasy aroma of peach blossoms in the wind.Hufflepuff's face turned cold almost immediately, and he kept opening the door, keeping the golden bell behind him.

Outside the door was the Dragon Whip, and the seventh-year Slytherin stood in the doorway of the Potions office, apparently just out of there.He blocked the way out, looking at Feiyan and the boy behind him with great interest.

"It turned out to be you. Don't follow the spirit snake," the poisonous dragon said in a long tone, but his eyes clearly passed Feiyan to look at Jin Lingsuo, "Where are you going to kidnap our Slytherin children?"

"Shut up." Feiyan shouted in a low voice.He wasn't sure if Du Long had seen the various herbs in Jin Lingsuo's arms.The senior Slytherin's gaze made him uncomfortable - as if he had been stared at by a misleading Hincklepunk.He frowned a little irritably, and suddenly remembered that at noon yesterday, this guy was also looking at his prefect.Then, as now—he had that thoughtful look.

Du slowly withdrew his gaze from Jin Lingsuo, he gave Feiyan a meaningful look, and smiled at him.That smile made Feiyan feel like her entire stomach was being pumped by the Beating Willow.Fortunately, after that glance, Slytherin turned around and walked away slowly.

"Okay." Feiyan watched the figure disappear, and said to Jin Lingsuo expressionlessly: "Let's go."

On the way to the Shrieking Shack, Feiyan cast a shrinking magic—shrunk the cauldron and the materials inside to the size of a palm, so that Jin Lingsuo could hide it better.He sent the third-grade boy all the way to the grass outside the castle, watching him slip through the twitching branches of the Whomping Willows like a cat, and disappear into a hole under the tree.

The weather started to turn bad, and when they came out of the third greenhouse at three o'clock in the afternoon, the fierce wind blowing on their faces sent a thin Ravenclaw girl staggering.There was even drizzle wrapped in the wind, and it fell on the face with traces of coldness.If it wasn't for the moist feeling on his face, Feiyan would not hesitate to think that it wasn't rain, but the small ice strands of rainwater frozen by the low temperature.

There was still some time left for Quidditch practice - no one in the current Hufflepuff house team would argue with continuing to practice on a day like this, especially after a bad match.Feiyan was the first to return to the dormitory.It took a few spells for young Hufflepuff to pack his schoolbag and change into clean robes - which was completely unnecessary, as training would make his clothes worse.But he was in a hurry to find his prefect, which was important.

They - Feiyan and Spirit Snake spent a very pleasant half hour together in the warm and comfortable Slytherin prefect lounge.The warm room was once again filled with the fresh scent of orange peel, and the Slytherin prefect sat on the upholstered sofa in front of the fireplace, wrapped in his thick, warm blanket, listening to Hufflepuff read to him (Language of Rare Species) class homework, practice oral English), and correct its pronunciation.

At [-]:[-], Feiyan bid farewell to his prefect, and he looked at the sky outside the window—the weather seemed to be getting worse, gloomy, and if it wasn't for the wall clock on the fireplace showing the correct time, he wouldn't know what it was What time is it.He bent down and smoothed the Slytherin prefect's collar.

"I went to practice," he said, "and I'm back to have dinner with you."

The spirit snake responded, and suddenly grabbed Feiyan by the collar.Hufflepuff fell unexpectedly, but after stabilizing his balance, he still squatted down with strength.The senior Slytherin met Feiyan's eyes through the black veil, he squinted his eyes for a while, and lazily said, "To be honest... I'm very upset that you still have to train this thing in this horrible weather. thing."

"I promised you to fly very well," Feiyan said in a soft voice, "but the last match was terrible..."

"I know, so—" Spirit Snake interrupted Hufflepuff with a soft snort. He raised his wand and tapped Feiyan's eye patch: "Waterproof and moistureproof."

Feiyan blinked her eyes before realizing what happened just now.Hufflepuff, who has always been steady, bent his lips: "Thank you."

Spirit Snake gave a noncommittal "hmm", then slowly let go of his hand, and finally pulled at the tie, as if trying to even it out.But this was clearly something Slytherin prefects were not good at, and the neckline wrinkled even more.Frowning together with the collar was Spirit Snake's brow. He stared at the messy place, as if thinking about how such unreasonable things could still exist in the world.

"You don't need to worry about that..." Fei Yan said with a smile, he leaned forward and kissed the eyelashes of his prefect, "The time is almost up, I have to go. I will come to you after the training."

【TBC.】