HP in the name of Slytherin

Snape's station lasted from about ten o'clock in the morning to early one o'clock in the morning. During this period, Catherine took Herbo to have lunch, and then returned to the lounge for a lunch break before class in the afternoon.

The afternoon class is at three o'clock, and some little wizards who travel at night can even take a nap for an hour or two.

He limped to the door of Catherine's room. Catherine said she would go to her room to find her after finishing writing at noon, but he was not sure if she had a lunch break.

When Snape hesitated, Catherine's voice came from inside: "Come in."

The good little snakes were still waiting to see how Catherine would continue to torture him, but it was a pity that she let Snape go in directly like yesterday.

"I don't think Miss Catherine is trying to win over him," Avery whispered to Rozier. "That half-breed's legs are going to break."

Rozier was still studying the spell there. Even though he could perfectly conjure the needle, he still repeated it over and over again.

Faced with Avery's muttering, he seemed uninterested: "If Miss Catherine wants to win over people, there are many who are smarter and easier to control than him."

Avery sighed in annoyance: "Well, I feel like it is right now and not right now."

Rozier just pretended not to hear and continued to recite the spell, which made Avery unhappy: "You guy, it was you who dragged me to find Snape as my roommate yesterday!"

Fortunately, he was not completely stupid, and only two people could hear the last few words.

Snape felt that it was inappropriate for him to enter Catherine's room again and again. After all, she was a girl, and it had only been less than a day, and the originally normal prefects' dormitory had already undergone tremendous changes.

The first thing you see is a big bed with softer and fluffy bedding. It is still the original green with silver pattern, but the outside is changed to silver-gray, silk-like and gauze-like bed curtains, which makes the big bed more conspicuous. It was also more mysterious, and Snape didn't dare to look more at what was going on inside.

There is a small fire burning in the fireplace on one side, making the space not as cold and humid as outside. The coffee table is covered with a beautiful tablecloth and has a lot of food on it. The basilisk Herbo is feasting on the table, taking a bite of this and a bite of that. One mouthful.

Catherine is sitting at the desk on the other side. The bookcase that was empty yesterday is now full of books. She is reading a very thick and old one.

There are many exquisite bottles and jars placed on the dressing table next to it. Maybe the elegant fragrance surrounding the room comes from there? Snape couldn't even tell whether the scent was floral or something else.

This is a simple boudoir, but at first glance, you can see that a lot of money has been spent on it.

He stood here, looking out of place with everything around him.

Snape lowered his head and handed over the book, notebook, and parchment on which he had written the paper. He saw Catherine's pale hand taking them gently, and the three hands briefly appeared in front of him at the same time.

Unlike his skinny and rough hands, Catherine's fingers were also slender, but at first glance they looked very delicate. Her nails were round and clean, with a bit of beautiful light pink.

Snape withdrew his hand, and his hands were naturally covered by the old wizard's robes that were too loose.

"If you're okay..." He was careful not to finish his sentence.

Catherine leaned back on the chair, looking at Snape's extremely restrained look, and tapped her chin on the coffee table not far away, "I left lunch for you over there, and the one on the table was untouched."

Her voice now returned to the gentleness of the Hogwarts Express, much gentler than before, but Snape did not dare to disobey Catherine at this time.

It's not accurate to say I don't dare... maybe I'm embarrassed to refuse? It’s not very appropriate either…

It was too complicated. He silently came to the coffee table and didn't think about it when he bent down to pick up the toast on the table.

Catherine added: "Sit down and eat."

He has been standing for several hours, maintaining the posture of standing on one leg. Catherine did not say that he could change his foot, so he has not changed it. Now, not only is the left leg that he has been standing on sore to the point of tingling, it has been hanging on My right leg was sore and numb in the air.

He gently sat down on the sofa, cautiously only sitting a third of the way.

It was too soft and comfortable for him.

On the silver dinner plate is slightly burnt toast, with thin and sparse caramel sauce sprinkled on it. Sliced ​​strawberries, mangos, pineapples, blueberries and other fruits are scattered next to it. It is colorful and looks like Not like a proper lunch, more like breakfast leftovers, or dessert?

But the toast still maintains a warm and crispy texture, and combined with the caramel sauce that has just the right amount of sweetness, it is pleasant and relaxing in the mouth.

Snape took a few bites and found that Catherine seemed to have been looking at him. He took a sneak peek by lowering his head while eating. It was true.

Oh, besides Catherine looking at him, her basilisk was also looking at him, holding a lamb chop in its mouth, chewing it while staring at him with its dark eyes.

She looked at him for a moment, then at Catherine, then back at him.

He didn’t know that Halbo was actually asking Catherine: [Master, he eats your dessert, does Halbo want to eat him? 】

[Baby, you probably blocked his lunch just now. He thought it was for him. 】Catherine shook her head in amusement. Since Snape liked to be abused so much, she did not correct him. Anyway, she would not be the one who was hungry in the afternoon.

Of course, the more interesting thing is to wait until he finishes eating before telling him... This little boy who has always been very cautious and tried hard to keep a distance from her will probably be frightened and freeze. His speech is dry to begin with. It will definitely choke people even more by then.

With this thought, Catherine came to the other side of the coffee table.

There was also a lunch there, and the donuts were brought specially covered with a plate cover.

Snape just walked past Catherine. He was blocked by Herbo's food and himself. He didn't see this side. He only saw a complete piece of food in front of him. He thought it was for him.

He ate very quickly, not sure whether he was really hungry or just too embarrassed to wait any longer. Catherine waited for him to finish the last strawberry, then held her chin and asked him: "Is it delicious?"

Snape didn't know why she asked...and what answer she wanted.

To be honest, this toast was the best toast Snape had ever tasted. There was even a thin layer of peanut butter in the middle. It was paired with slightly crispy toast and thin caramel with just the right amount of sweetness. It was nothing like ordinary bread. It's dry and hard, and the fruit next to it neutralizes its taste very well. You won't feel greasy after eating it. The fruit still maintains its original taste and is not covered by the sweetness of syrup.

Of course, he didn’t eat too much complex food himself...

Finally, he chose to say cautiously: "It's delicious...thank you."

Catherine maintained her chin with one hand and leaned lazily on the sofa, looking very harmless. She smiled and said to him: "Caramel fried toast, the school's house elf made me afternoon tea." .”

Snape:…

My stomach feels a little uncomfortable.

Catherine was smiling, and her cold gray-blue eyes were warm under the weak light, but not the basilisk in front of her. It was chomping on a piece of steak. It tasted delicious in its mouth, but its eyes were faint. Staring at him, as if ready to pounce on him and bite him to death at any moment.

Snape couldn't help but straighten his back and fell into a helpless alert.

"Don't be afraid," Catherine teased him, "You have given your food to it, and Herbo will not be happy to eat you."

Snape:…