The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

"Have you noticed?" Harry watched Snape leave the classroom quickly, and quickly asked Hermione and Ron in a low voice, "Snape has changed back to the previous Snape."

"Yes Harry, and something is wrong with Draco," Hermione looked away from the classroom door, and Draco had just left, "Before the holiday, Snape still smiled from time to time, although I don't know why he would Like that."

"It's not easy?" Ron vowed, making Harry and Hermione look at him at the same time, "Snape, it must be because of the curse brought by the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts! Draco is worried about Snape." Many people in Hogwarts know about Nepe's safety and their relationship, especially Slytherin."

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After leaving the classroom, Snape did not return to his office. He came to the door of the cafeteria, took out the black cat pendant, and boarded the hanging platform.

The students of the Black Cat Academy who have been in the "free-range" state for a long time have long been accustomed to the unrestrained campus life, which leads to their recess time, and try to go back to the Floating Void City to spend, and there are almost no other professors in the Floating Void City. However, no matter whether it was a first-year student or a second-year student, they were all staring at Snape with strange eyes.

Snape, who was being stared at more and more unnaturally, could only strengthen his own 'frozen aura', trying to dispel those eyes that made him uncomfortable. As a result, none of the students of the Black Cat Academy accepted his trick, and they all took out their 'frozen aura'. He approached him in a horizontal posture, and seeing that he was about to be surrounded by these kittens, Snape quickly quickened his pace and rushed into the common room of the Black Cat Academy.

"Macon, I have something to ask you." Snape trembling eyelids, looking at the students sitting or standing, who were lying all over the place, lying on the cushion lazily, eating Said the black cat holding the dried fish.

"What a rare visitor." The black cat jumped up, turned into a human figure and landed on the ground, looked at the gloom on the other side's face, and motioned for him to follow him, and the two boarded the sightseeing floor one after the other.

"The Dark Lord found me, she..."

"professor!"

Snape looked at Macon who interrupted him in surprise. Those yellow-green pupils seemed to pierce through his rock-solid Occlumency. , I seem to have been seen through.

"Those who cannot take orders from themselves can only take orders from others," Macon withdrew his gaze, and no longer stared at his face full of vicissitudes, "On the road of seeking self-salvation, you have been between the two of them for so many years , Never thought about getting what you want according to your own wishes?"

"That prophecy..." Snape clenched his fists and loosened them quietly, wriggling his chapped lips and struggling to express his concerns, but was still interrupted by Macon.

"Prophecy? So you are so convinced of fate," Macon spread his hands at him, and continued, "Since you believe in fate, why do you come to me? Fate will naturally guide you. For example, when you were young Having a childhood sweetheart with her, passing her by when you were young, and killing her almost directly as an adult, isn't this an arrangement of fate?"

"No! The prophecy has already been partially confirmed, and Dumbledore believes in it. What we need is time, but the Dark Lord can't wait any longer." Snape didn't know where Macon learned that he and Lily But he never attributed Lily's death to fate, the scars of the past were uncovered again, remorse and self-blame accompanied by pain, once again broke through the shackles of Occlumency, filled his heart, and his face became even paler , the corners of his eyes and mouth trembled uncontrollably.

"Oh? Then I have to admire you." Macon looked at Snape who was struggling in pain with a smile, and continued to take the medicine, "because I really can't understand how a prophecy that hasn't happened yet makes you bear it." For so many years, instead of taking revenge with my own hands, I have pinned my hopes on a wizard who is still underage, and that person is still the son of half of Lily Evans' blood!"

"Shut up!" Snape roared, panting heavily, "The strength of the Dark Lord is unimaginable! During that darkest time in the wizarding world, I understand her horror better than anyone else. If I have the strength to Kill her, I..."

"You what? In the Screaming Shack, you thought you could hide from anyone what you did to Peter Pettigrew?" Macon grinned and said with a sneer, "And Barty Crouch Jr., That should be the most satisfying gift Dumbledore gave you, right? I guess he died that night."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Snape forced himself to calm down and asked Macon, frowning.

"Professor, Voldemort is not the only one in front of us. Compared with the real crisis, she is nothing. Dumbledore is also running around for the big crisis," Macon paused for a moment before continuing, "This is an opportunity, an opportunity for you to redeem yourself. I think that doing it yourself will bring you more pleasure than borrowing someone else's."

Snape was in a daze. From the time he killed Pettigrew Peter, he felt that his sins seemed to have eased a little. Afterwards, Barty Crouch Jr. released his dull pain for many years. If, if I can kill Voldemort by myself...

"There is only one chance, I hope you can seize it, those little bugs are always jumping around, annoying." Macon narrowed his vertical pupils and looked into the distance, a few black smoke, dragging a long tail , hit the protective barrier of Hogwarts, and was instantly thrown out.

Snape took a deep breath, turned around and walked down the sightseeing floor. After spending so long with Dumbledore, he had more or less figured out how to conduct himself in the world. Although he didn't know what the so-called big crisis was, recently Dumbledore Obviously a little too busy, and some clues can be seen from the letters they exchanged.

And Macon's meaning is already very obvious, if he can't get rid of Voldemort, then he will finally make a move. According to the information from Dumbledore, his strength has already exceeded the limit of wizards, and Voldemort's time is running out. My own time is also running out.

Macon leaned on the guardrail and looked at Snape who was fading away, and sighed. He was stuck in the quagmire of the past all day long, leaving time to rush by. What have you gained in the past ten years? What is lost?

No one knows which will come first, tomorrow or the accident. If you don’t work hard to live every day well, how can you live without regrets?

Facing the gradually setting sun, I stretched a lot, and it was time to make dinner again. It seemed that I had to show some housekeeping skills, or I would definitely leave regrets tonight.