What HP Fans Want

Yun Mo was chatting with Draco and the others, not knowing what Snape was thinking.

At this time, several people heard a sob, and before they could turn around, they saw Miss Granger running away at a speed of 4 meters per second. It seemed that Weasley had made this beautiful girl forget her etiquette.

Harry wanted to catch up, but Weasley held him back, thinking that it would be fine after a while, and there was no need to bother looking for someone or coaxing him.

In the distance, little Princess Pansy gritted her teeth and glared at Weasley as an "ungentlemanly man."

"Then do you want to teach him a lesson for Miss Granger?" Draco raised the corner of his mouth slightly. If you were willing, he would be very happy.

Little Princess Pansy tapped her heels lightly, "Huh, of course" and walked towards Weasley calmly.

Suddenly, the door was knocked open, and a figure fell to the ground. It was Professor Quirrell who was covered in a strange smell. He got up and shouted in horror, "Troll, there is a troll in the basement. There is a troll in the basement. I feel like It’s time to tell you” and then he fainted.

The students shouted and became a mess. Dumbledore stood up and issued an order: "Quiet, everyone please stay calm. Next, please ask the prefects to take the students back to their dormitories. The teacher and I will go to the basement."

Yun Mo looked at Professor Quirrell who fainted, and his hands instantly became itchy. If he took off his hat directly, then...hehe...

Before Yun Mo could take action, someone held him in his arms, turned his body sideways, and sandwiched him between his arm and the side of his chest.

Yun Mo: What happened, who am I, why am I here.

Snape took Draco with his other hand and led them to a quieter place. He put Yun Mo down and warned, "Go back to the dormitory with the prefects and don't run around." He turned around and left.

Yun Mo just calmed down and saw the professor leaving. He wanted to catch up, otherwise he would be hurt. Draco hurriedly stopped Yun Mo, "What are you doing? Didn't you hear what the professor said?"

Yun Mo didn't turn his head, "Don't you want to take a look? Besides, Harry has gone."

Draco heard this and looked in the direction of Harry. Sure enough, he had disappeared. The Gryffindors hadn't left yet. He didn't want to worry about either of them, and then he chased after him. To be honest... cough Ahem...he's a little curious too.

The two ran in the direction, but damn, they were lost. The stairs suddenly moved, and the huge Hogwarts couldn't find their destination at all.

The two of them wandered around for a long time and finally found everything. Miss Granger concealed the facts just like in the original novel, but looked at Weasley with eyes full of disappointment.

Professor McGonagall still gave Gryffindor points. The professor was still... still injured. He shouldn't have been. Why, why did the plot line continue to develop as usual? I wanted to stop it. The rotation time of the staircase was unreasonable. How could it happen? so.

Snape frowned when he saw his little lover's lost look. He signaled to Professor McGonagall to go back and took Yun Mo away. As for Draco, he was busy comforting Harry.

Snape took the person back to the cellar. Yun Mo didn't say a word during the process. The professor placed Yun Mo on the sofa and was about to find a potion to drink. However, Yun Mo tightened his sleeve and silently took out the ring. He squatted on the ground and applied the golden sore medicine gently.

While applying the medicine, he shed tears. It was such a serious injury, and the bones could be clearly seen. Why? Snape sighed, held the little man in his arms after applying the medicine, and whispered, "It doesn't hurt, don't cry." , um~"

Yun Mo hugged Snape's neck and cried loudly, which still hurt the professor. How could this happen? He clearly knew the entire plot line. Even if he, the butterfly, flapped its wings, it was normal for there to be some differences, but what was supposed to happen still happened.

The professor will be injured today, and he will still die in the future, and he will never be able to stop it.

He was wrong, really wrong.

From the beginning, he only regarded this place as a game, a game where he was familiar with the plot and the password to pass the level. He regarded himself as an outsider, but fell in love with someone unexpectedly.

Now seeing his lover's bright red blood dripping on the carpet and forming a ball, Yun Mo was really scared and regretted it.

He will no longer regard this place as a game. This is the real world, real friendship, real flesh and blood, and real lover.

It wouldn't happen again. There was no way he could do what happened next. Yun Mo let go of his lover's neck, held the professor's face with both hands, and made up his mind.

I can no longer see you injured, nor can I accept that you will die. I want to tell you everything.

(I just told Voldemort’s plan. The immortal grandfather and the people who are not from this world will not say it. Maybe I will say it when Mo Mo really wants to say it someday)