From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

"Professor, what's wrong?" Harry wasn't sure what Professor Capet meant.

He had very complicated feelings about Professor Capet. On the one hand, Professor Capet rescued him twice. The first time he was friendly and did not punish them, and even gave him a magical double-sided mirror. On the other hand, Professor Capet only wanted to

Whenever he saw him, he liked to stare into his eyes, which made Harry dare not look directly at Professor Capet.

"Harry Potter," Calvin chewed the name softly, making Harry shudder, "please take a seat."

Calvin waved his hand, and Harry sat on a chair uncontrollably. "Please sit down, too." Hermione and Ron, who were standing outside the door, flew behind Harry and sat down, with a bang.

, the office door is closed tightly.

Calvin suddenly bent down, brushed away the messy hair from Harry's forehead, and stroked the lightning-shaped scar.

It's very abrupt, an irrelevant piece of soul stuck on top of it.

Harry felt a little uncomfortable and twisted nervously: "Professor, I..."

"Harry Potter," Calvin interrupted, "I know your parents."

"What?" Not only Harry, but Hermione and Ron also didn't expect Calvin to say this.

"Do you know my parents?" Harry had many questions. He even thought that Professor Capet was Voldemort's subordinate.

"Yes," Calvin nodded, "When I was a first-year student at Hogwarts, they happened to be seventh-year students.

Your father, James Potter, is the President of the Student Union and a popular figure in the school, but I am not very familiar with him. But I and several of his friends, as well as your mother, Lily Potter, she was

I have a good relationship with Lily Evans. Especially Senior Sister Lily, she is one of the few students at Hogwarts who is really good to me." Calvin returned to his seat with a nostalgic look on his face.

Ah, Senior Sister Lily.

Hermione and Ron looked strange when they heard this. Not only did Professor Capet know Harry's mother, but he also called her Senior Lily affectionately?

However, Harry did not pay any attention to this detail and asked: "Professor Capet, what kind of person is my mother?"

"Senior Lily, she is a good person, but it's a pity... Oh, I'm sorry, Harry. She is kind to people and cares about the little wizards. She and I are both Muggle-born wizards, but I was sorted into Slytherin.

She guessed that I would have a difficult time there, so she helped me a lot.

My life at Hogwarts was extremely difficult at the beginning. On the second day of school, I was locked out of the lounge. It was Senior Sister Lily who helped me find Professor Slughorn; on the fifth day, I was locked out of the lounge.

The textbooks in the dormitory were thrown into the Black Lake, and Lily gave me her old textbooks; in the third week, I was blocked in a secret passage by several sixth-grade Slytherin students who wanted to cast a curse on me.

, Senior Lily knocked them down when they were about to succeed. Before Christmas, I was sneaked into the campus hospital. She and her friends sneaked out to see me in the middle of the night. Later, I heard that the person who attacked me was in an abandoned toilet.

He was detained for three days.

My friendship with senior Lily continued after she graduated, and we corresponded with each other twice a month on average, until, alas.

Before I transferred to Beauxbatons, she said to me: 'Calvin, I can see that you are very talented in potions. I will give you my notes on potions over the past seven years. I hope you will do well.

Cherish it and study hard.'"

As he spoke, Calvin opened the drawer, took out a thick book wrapped in black velvet from the bottom, carefully opened the knot wrapped on it, and took out a notebook that was a little old but still well-preserved.

Calvin gently wiped the dust off the cover and continued: "This notebook has helped me a lot. I have to say that your mother is really a potion genius. She is almost my second potion teacher. Now I have graduated from school.

It’s been a long time, and this notebook is no longer of use to me.”

Harry's breathing began to quicken.

"Originally I wanted to give this notebook to you as a Christmas gift, but I heard Professor Snape say that your performance in Potions class was very poor. I thought, how could Lily's son not inherit her potions?

Where's your talent? On Halloween, I found out that someone might be targeting you deliberately."

"Professor Snape," Harry muttered.

Calvin handed the note to Harry, and Harry took it and gently opened the cover. The note exuded a faint scent of lily, and there was a line of delicate handwriting on the title page:

"This book belongs to Lily Evans".

"Thank you, Professor." Harry held his mother's relics and was a little overwhelmed with excitement. "I'm sorry, I doubted you because you stared into my eyes every time I met you, which made me a little scared."

"Your eyes are very much like your mother's," Calvin said with a smile, "Don't take this notebook out in front of Snape."

"Why?" Harry didn't understand. He had already planned to get excellent results in Potions class and slapped the notebook in front of Snape and told him that my mother taught him much better than you!

"Well," Calvin had to lie because of his promise to Snape, "Snape is a very strict person about potion refining. Although there are many quick operation methods in this notebook, for him

To say so is tantamount to heresy. So, don’t let him see it.”

Harry nodded solemnly while holding his notebook, and returned to the lounge with Hermione and Ron.

"I can't believe that Professor Capet is actually your mother's friend. If anyone bullies you again in the future, you should go find Professor Capet." Ron waved his fist.

"Ron, this will make things very difficult for Professor Capet. Harry, look at what's written in the notebook." As a top student, Hermione was obviously more interested in Lily's Potions class notes.

"Wait a minute." Harry pulled over a table, placed his notebook on it, and opened his mother's relics with a sacred attitude.

There are two kinds of handwriting on the notebook, one is a delicate handwriting in black ink, which should be left by the original owner of the note, Lily Evans, and the other is a sloppy handwriting in purple ink, which looks more like

Comments on Lily's notes. Harry guessed it was written by Professor Capet.

Harry felt dazzled looking at the dense writing on it, and Hermione snatched it away before he could read a few pages.

"Oh my god, the elation potion, the confusion potion, the refreshing potion, the love potion. The demulcent potion can actually be made like this. There are even records of Felixir and Polyjuice Potion on it." Hermione screamed happily, "Harry, this is

Can you lend me this notebook? I will sort out the parts you need for first grade."

After Harry left, Dumbledore came to Calvin's office silently.

"Professor Dumbledore, why are you here?" Calvin stood up to greet the old principal, and the civet Armor took the initiative to make coffee for the two of them.

"I came here to take a look," Dumbledore said calmly, "Did you give that notebook to Harry?"

Calvin nodded, put the coffee in front of Dumbledore, and took out the sugar bowl to signal Dumbledore to help himself.

"Severus is going crazy thinking about that thing." Dumbledore said with a bitter smile.

"I know, but does he have the nerve to compete with Harry?" Calvin didn't care about Snape's feelings at all.

"Okay, but I hope you can keep Severus's secret, at least from Harry."

"Is this important?"

"This is important."