Chapter 903 Snape’s little thoughts
It's not embarrassing for young lovers to role-play, but the prerequisite is that they are not discovered by others.
It would be a different story if someone familiar saw it, especially if that person took a photo.
Bill has a deep understanding of this.
Is it wrong to dress yourself up as a Christmas present and travel thousands of miles to see your fiancée?
No, it's a sentiment that can enhance feelings.
Is it wrong to kiss your fiancée in public?
No, this is France, and seeing couples kissing in the street is as normal as seeing middle-aged bald men in the UK.
But why did he want to go to Azkaban so badly?
Bill sat in the potion shop, in a state of half sleep and half wakefulness.
Next to them, Kyle and Connor were commenting on a photo.
"Look at this red and gold color combination. It's a Christmas gift from Gryffindor. Wow, it's really thoughtful."
"That ribbon is also very cute and playful." Kanna covered her mouth, trying hard not to laugh.
You can't laugh. The person involved is still here and it would be rude to laugh.
But it's really funny.
Kanna shrugged her shoulders and endured it with great difficulty.
"Thanks to my foresight in bringing my camera with me, I was able to capture this wonderful scene. Mrs. Weasley will surely love it."
Bill lowered his head even lower.
He looked at the wand in his hand, hesitating whether to cast a killing curse on himself or on Kyle.
Or I should give it to Kyle and destroy the photo at the same time, then take another one for myself and tell the outside world that it was Voldemort attacking France.
At least this would preserve his innocence.
As edgy as Bill was, he didn't want Mrs. Weasley to see a picture of him dressed up as a Christmas present.
He would be a laughing stock... a laughing stock for the next fifty years, or maybe longer.
He could even imagine that Fred and George would put this photo on their store windows, on promotional posters, and even on every product, and send it all over the world.
It would be better to grit my teeth and bury everything here now.
Destroy it, I'm tired.
Bill tightened his grip on his wand.
"That's enough!" Furong stood up, quickly snatched the photo, tore it into pieces, and threw it into the fireplace next to her.
As he watched the photo gradually turn into ashes, Bill's eyes finally lit up again.
Kyle did not stop him. He waited until the fire was completely burned before he slowly took out a thick stack of photos of the same type and asked:
"anything else?"
Are you kidding? He had already mastered the copy spell in the first grade, how could he not have a backup?
Fleur rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"You mistook me for Bill yesterday, didn't you?" Kyle asked.
"Yes." Furong admitted it. There was nothing wrong with admitting it.
Bill wrote to say that he would come to see her on Christmas, so when Kyle knocked on the door, she subconsciously thought that he had come early and went to open the door happily.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Kyle who came to find Kanna.
She had just finished a meal of dog food and hadn't digested it yet. Here it comes again, on Christmas?
This made Fleur very uncomfortable, especially when she knew Bill would come but hadn't arrived yet.
"Tsk... you're so petty. You kept me awake all night yesterday." Kyle pouted and raised the photo in his hand. "Apologize to me now, and maybe I'll consider letting you go."
"Huh?" Furong curled the corners of her mouth.
Will she apologize?
Of course not, she even stood up, held Bill's head and gave him another kiss.
Fleur didn't care whether he sent the photo to the Weasleys, or it would be better to send it there, so that Bill, who was socially dead in Britain, could stay in France naturally.
"..." Kyle muttered again and threw the photo into the fireplace.
"alright, you win."
He certainly would not give this thing to Mrs. Weasley, let alone let Fred and George see it. Bill just came to see his fiancée. Although he played a little too much, it was not a crime.
but……
Kyle glanced at Kanna intentionally or unintentionally, thinking something in his mind.
Unfortunately, Kanna wasn't looking at him, but was staring at a piece of parchment on the table.
That was what Kyle brought out when he got the photo just now, and it was also one of the reasons why he came here.
"I've never seen this potion formula before, and..."
Kanna looked at the content above and said, "Boomsday skin, unicorn blood... wizards can't stand the mixture of these two materials. You didn't write it randomly, did you?"
"This was given to me by Headmistress Sassia of St. Mungo's," Kyle said.
Kanna was stunned for a moment and blinked her eyes. "That must mean I don't know enough."
"No, you trust her that much?" Kyle was a little incredulous.
He was so serious just now, but when he heard Sashia's name, he immediately denied his point of view. This is too straightforward.
"Of course, Dean Sassia is a living legend in the potion world. In my opinion, she is greater than Headmaster Dumbledore."
"Okay," Kyle said.
He had to admit that fans had no resistance in front of their idols, and wizards were no exception.
"Actually, you are right. This potion is for fire dragons."
"Fire dragon?"
"Yeah." Kyle nodded, "I raised five dragons in the Forbidden Forest. Dean Sasia came by yesterday and gave me this."
"Wait a minute, what did you just say?"
As soon as Kyle finished speaking, before Connor said anything, Bill couldn't sit still anymore.
He no longer cared about whether he was going to die or not. He raised his head and looked at Kyle without blinking. "What did you say you did in the Forbidden Forest?"
"Raising a fire dragon, what's the fuss about that?"
"Listen to yourself, what are you talking about!" Bill blurted out, "It's understandable to brag a little when chasing a girl, but you can't go too far. Five dragons... Charlie never took care of five dragons at the same time when he worked at the reserve!"
"It's hard to explain in a few words. When you have time, go to Hogwarts and you'll understand," Kyle said.
"Oh, by the way..." He looked at Connor again, "The headmaster of Hogwarts is no longer Dumbledore, but Professor McGonagall. Also, after Christmas, I will be the professor of Ancient Runes."
"what?"
"What did you say?"
Except for Bill, the two witches looked over almost at the same time.
"Why, you didn't know?" Kyle asked in confusion, looking at Furong. "Ms. Maxime also attended the inauguration ceremony of the new principal. Didn't she tell you?"
"No." Furong shook her head. "In fact, we haven't been in touch much lately."
Then she thought of something else and turned to glare at Bill. "Such a big thing, why didn't you tell me in the letter?"
"This..." Bill felt a little aggrieved.
Why should Fleur, a Frenchwoman, care about the change of the headmaster of Hogwarts?
Besides, why did they include Dumbledore's name in their letter?
But looking at Furong's eyes, Bill still didn't say what was in his heart.
Besides, he was a little confused now. He knew that the headmaster of Hogwarts had been replaced, but what about Kyle, the professor of ancient runes?
No one told him.
And there is the five-headed dragon from before.
He just thought about it. Kyle was not a person who liked to brag, and with the relationship between him and Connor, there was no need to use such a clumsy lie to express himself.
This is probably true.
But just because he felt it was true, it was even more incredible.
How could a wizard possibly raise a dragon? Even Gringotts only dared to raise one in secret.
Don't raise it in secret, right? If it's discovered, he'll definitely be sent to Azkaban.
Bill stood up nervously and closed the curtains of the store.
"Don't be so nervous." Kyle waved his hand and roughly recounted what happened.
The focus is on how Professor McGonagall became the headmaster.
Because the time-turner involved too many things to be explained in a few words, and it was not appropriate for Fleur to know, Kyle simply pushed the blame onto Newt and Dumbledore, saying that it was with their help that he got the legal certificate for raising a dragon.
It’s not that I don’t trust Furong. Given her relationship with Bill, she can be considered one of ours.
But this involves some of Dumbledore's secrets, which is somewhat inconvenient.
But even so, it's surprising enough.
Kanna opened her mouth, as if she was listening to a fairy tale, and her expression was so cute.
And Furong... He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Kyle always felt that she was tending to regress to her ancestors.
It’s just raising some fire dragons, is it that serious?
All the fuss.
"I didn't expect that I missed so many things." Kanna looked a little melancholy.
"You..." Kyle looked at her and seemed to want to say something.
"Forget it, Professor McGonagall is also a good headmaster," Connor said suddenly, taking the initiative to change the subject.
"I haven't congratulated you yet. After Christmas, you should be the youngest professor at Hogwarts."
"Hmm... probably." Kyle nodded.
"Tsk." Furong on the side suddenly rolled her eyes, but didn't say anything. She just hugged Bill and bit him again as if to vent her anger.
"Hey." Bill said dissatisfiedly, "I don't feel any emotion from your kiss, as if I were an apple."
"That's a sweet apple too," Furong said with a smile, feeling much better.
Kyle smacked his lips and suddenly felt a little full... Was this how Fleur had felt before?
Sure enough, her anger was not without reason.
But what's strange is why he can still be fed with dog food even when Kanna is next to him.
He wants to be Apple too.
"Kanna..." Kyle turned his head.
"Do you have unicorn blood?"
"what?"
"Unicorn blood." Kanna repeated, "These are the two rarest materials. I have boomslang skin, but I rarely use unicorn blood. You should have it."
"Ah, I have." Kyle took out a bottle, which contained blood with a silver glow, like melted silver Sickle.
As for why Kyle had this thing... Hagrid gave it to him.
He just told Hagrid to keep an eye out and collect some blood if any unicorn was injured.
Kyle was really just speaking casually. Unicorns are magical animals that have a characteristic in that no creature will be hostile to them, not even the most aggressive hornet.
Plus, they aren't fragile creatures and usually won't suffer any harm.
So Kyle's original plan was to go to Diagon Alley to buy it.
Although unicorn blood contains a magical curse of immortality, once it flows out of the wound, the curse will disappear within a few seconds. Therefore, it is not a prohibited trade product and can be used in many potions.
