novelraw Chapter 926 [Chapter 5] 12
Chapter 926 [Chapter 5] 12
It can be deduced from the excessive reaction of the system bacteria-so that damn "inertia" will also notice that her idea may succeed? !
She had to go back and make amends a little.
She forced a smile and said, "Does that sound too far-fetched? ... Oh, maybe he didn't intend to do it himself."
Snape glared at her fiercely, and after a few seconds he gritted his teeth and asked angrily, "You think Dumbledore doesn't want to save his life?!"
Liu Quan shook his head, and suddenly realized that this action was tantamount to a spoiler, and hurriedly said as if to cover up: "...I don't know what he planned, maybe he just planned to sacrifice himself like this..."
Snape stared at her viciously, let out a breath through his nose, and turned abruptly, striding back in the direction they had come.
He seemed to be planning to return to the principal's office on the eighth floor and persuade Dumbledore to cut off his hand.Liu Quan thought.
But if she remembered correctly, Dumbledore used his wand with his right hand.At this age, switch to the left hand, let alone manipulating the magic power or using the wand meticulously, it is a bit difficult for him to write, button buttons, and eat with a spoon and fork with his left hand. She didn't think about it carefully before, but now she thinks that it is impossible for a person like Dumbledore to tolerate being in that kind of predicament.Oh, what a bad idea that couldn't be worse!
...But Snape seemed to want to take her bad idea as a life-saving straw.Looking at the billowing back of the black robe, she thought with a wry smile.
Maybe he was more dependent on the old wizard than he thought.Although Snape always had a bad word for Dumbledore, he either disliked Dumbledore's sweet tooth or complained that Dumbledore was old-fashioned and whimsical, planning some unbelievable things... But since he returned to Hoag More than ten years have passed since Watts became a potions professor. Dumbledore may be the only elder he has seen who is reliable, trustworthy, caring and seems reliable.
He was a man who had no real personal relationship with anyone.Although Lucius Malfoy seemed to have a good relationship with him, both of them knew that there was a lot of moisture in this friendship—perhaps there was a lot of mutual use and mutual surveillance.Such a friendship is naturally unreliable at critical moments.Although Professor McGonagall is reliable, she and Snape seem to be just two generations, apart from the friendship of colleagues, there is no other friendship.The same is true of Professor Flitwick - oh, or should I say, this is the case with all the professors at Hogwarts except her.
And her?In his eyes, maybe there is more hate in it?She chased away the real Lily's soul, occupied Lily's body, and dangled obnoxiously back and forth in front of his eyes for 20 years, challenging his nerves and the bottom line of patience all the time.A personal relationship between them?Oh, maybe today, he is eager to draw a line with her, and then wait for her to disappear suddenly one day, so that the person he really loves can get back his body.
In this way, although Dumbledore has squeezed him so much these years, their friendship didn't start so wonderfully - she still remembers that on the dark hillside in the movie, Snape begged Dumbledore with a pale face for help The classic scene of saving Lily - but Dumbledore is always like an elder, giving his care and help at critical moments.
Maybe Dumbledore intended to get more from Snape, but this unequal exchange brought Snape some guidance and warmth he could rely on, just like he never got from his own father same thing.
Looking at the long and empty corridor, Liu Quan sighed silently.
It seems that she should finish the night watch for him tonight.
But for some reason, standing in the empty ancient castle at this moment, only the moonlight pouring in from the high skylight, half reflecting the portraits on the wall, Liu Quan suddenly felt a strange sense of unreality, as if The person standing in the castle at this moment, who is about to face the cruelest parting plot of this story, is not himself, but a puppet being manipulated; while the real self is floating in mid-air, looking down at the city. The magic castle, looking down on everything that is happening.
Slowly, the she floating in the air seemed to hear herself standing alone in the empty castle corridor, reciting a poem softly to herself.
"Are you alright out there? Do you feel lonely? Does the sky still turn red at sunset? Do the birds still sing on the way to the woods? ... Will time pass and the roses wither?"
She read it very slowly, and she couldn't remember when she had seen such a poem; but there was no doubt that this poem could arouse some of her feelings and emotions now, and it was suitable for this deepest night. Recite silently to gain courage.
"It's time to say goodbye, like the wind stays and goes... Now when night falls, will the candle be lit again?"
……
Because the days of quietly waiting for the fateful parting to come were so tormenting that it took Liu Quan a long time to notice that something seemed wrong with Harry.
Of course, the mutual dislike between him and Snape, the quarrels and conflicts that broke out from time to time, were almost public.
It is true that the entire Hogwarts students are almost in a state of disgust or fear of Snape, but standing in Harry's position and openly expressing disrespect to Snape is harmful to the development of the situation anyway Yes—that was how she felt when Harry came to her, stammering that he had something to report to her.
Also, the timing of Harry's presence couldn't have been worse.
It was a Saturday, and although the weather was a bit cold, the senior students were almost all gone to Hogsmeade; and the professors.
Willow Springs was sitting at a dusty table in the Hog's Head, opposite a wizard.
He has short gray-brown hair. If you look closely, you will find that his eyeballs are gray. The facial features on his youthful-looking face are very ordinary, and there is nothing special about him.
He sat across from the Muggle Studies professor at Hogwarts, watching her with a gentle, nostalgic gleam in his gray eyes.
"...Why did you make yourself like this?" Hogwarts' Muggle Studies professor asked in a low voice. "This look... makes you look ten years younger!"
The young man bent his eyes, and a slightly smug smile flitted across his ordinary face.Then he replied: "Aren't you too?... I heard that those little trolls made a bet to guess your age, and none of them got it right..."
The Muggle Studies professor at Hogwarts' face sank slightly.
"Who did you listen to?!"
The young man laughed, pushed away the beer mug on the table in front of him, leaned back, half leaned on the back of the crumbling wooden chair, and said, "...Sorry, I can't betray my source. And Come to think of it, you didn't let any of them win, did you?"
The female professor of Muggle studies was angry and funny, and gave him a hard look.
"Why? Is it because they all guess I'm 50 years old?" She asked half-jokingly.
However, the young man straightened his face and shook his head seriously.
"Oh, you know of course not, Lily." His voice sounded rich and charming, "They all guess you are only 20 years old! If it weren't for the rumors about you and the snot-"
"Shh, shhh!" The female professor of Muggle Studies immediately raised her eyebrows, and hersed in displeasure to stop him from continuing.
"If there is a mouse that can understand human language hiding here, your words are simply implying—"
"Hahaha, I understand, I understand." The young man raised his hands in surrender, but his gray eyes sparkled because he was suppressing a smile. "Listen, Lily, I heard about what you did after you took over 12 Grimmauld Place when you went back there - you purposely used a spell to shake the dust off those old velvet curtains... The woman's picture is up, isn't it? And threatening to put that tattered curtain on her picture forever with a Permanent Adhesive Charm if she doesn't shut up?"
The female professor of Muggle Studies who could not tell her actual age coughed, and replied solemnly: "I'm sorry. I'm not a philanthropist, and I can't bear those vicious words... Besides, I Nothing to worry about - the Black family is mine now, and I can do whatever I want, just like they used to do to... Sirius -"
The young man froze for a moment, then burst out laughing loudly.His laughter was so loud in the empty and dilapidated Hog's Head that Aberforth, the curmudgeon owner of the Hog's Head, appeared out of nowhere and shouted, "If you don't want to stay here, get out! Don't make a fuss here."
And it was at this moment that Harry slammed open the door of the Pig's Head Bar.
He seemed to have been looking for the female professor of Muggle studies for a while, and when he opened the door to find Professor Lily Evans sitting face to face with a young wizard at the same table, it seemed obvious to him that I froze for a moment.Then, he quickly recovered his normal expression, and asked hesitantly, "Professor Evans, do you have time now? I...I have something important to talk to you about."
Harry had expected the young wizard who was meeting Professor Evans to look annoyed at interrupting his precious appointment - but what he was going to talk to Professor Evans was important, very important , we must say it right away—but on the contrary, the young man didn't look angry at him at all, but instead gave a very complicated look—if Harry said it, he was probably a little excited and a little self-repressed Strange look——after staring at Harry for a few moments, he stood up abruptly, said in a low voice, "In this case, let's chat", and before Harry could thank him for his understanding, he Just strode around the table and walked out the door.
Harry could only watch the back of the strange-looking young man striding out of the door of the Hog's Head Bar.Then when he turned around, he found that the expression on Professor Evans' face was also a little strange-he thought it was probably the expression of eating a canned herring-flavored Bibi's bean.
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February 5:
hhh So everyone should be able to guess who this young man is [.
He just changed his appearance with a spell
Also, the "rat that understands human language" that the girl said is of course Wormtail.
Next update: tomorrow at midnight.