Slytherin's salvation is nothingness

Snape looked at Dumbledore who returned to the principal's office without saying a word. This contact with the girl made him very irritated.

The girl's appearance naturally reminded him of the dark wizard who panicked the whole of England more than ten years ago, but it felt a little different. There are too many secrets about her, and it is a very unsafe choice to let such an unknown danger enter the school.

But he couldn't understand Dumbledore's choice. Rather than letting such an uncertain factor grow unchecked outside, it was better to control it now. It's just that Dumbledore's conversation with the girl made him a little confused.

"Severus, what do you think of Miss Cyrus?"

"I hope Headmaster Dumbledore will stop playing riddles."

Dumbledore looked at Snape, seeming to consider

"I only found out that the four people seemed to stay in a circus formed by a group of dark wizards all year round. They happened to pass by Spider Alley that day, but their actions were very covert. They traveled around Europe, exhibiting dangerous and mutated magic. Animals make money.

Since the business they were doing fell into a gray area of ​​law, the Aurors could not do anything to them. Tonight's test, it seems that this little girl is one of them. A few years ago, news came from Germany that the circus was on fire.

All living people and animals inside were burned to ashes. No one witnessed what happened and she was the only one to survive. Or maybe...she was the initiator. The next trace of her was that she learned her location through the Book of Access a few months ago. "

Snape was silent. He knew that this child had the dangerous ability to petrify. But how did she do it with a circus composed of dark wizards and dangerous magical creatures?

Can an 11-year-old kid really do this? "What's going on with her magic power? I can see that her ability can't petrify you. But the fluctuation of magic power just now is different from before. It's like..."

"Phantom."

Snape frowned and crossed his arms over his chest. One hand rubbed his chin, his eyes full of solemnity.

"The ability of her eyes is more powerful than you and I imagined. She seems to be able to create illusions through her eyes. Moreover, I cannot use Legilimency on her. In other words, her brain is like a swamp.

You can't see anything inside, and you feel like you're being dragged into darkness at any time. But what makes me even more uneasy is the psychological quality of this girl, the scheming that is inconsistent with her age... and the determination... She knows how to hide herself in front of others. When I looked at you and me before, I didn't have the ability to activate.

Only when I cross her line. That is, after the hound named Angus, she knew the difference in strength between me and her. But still use the ability regardless of the consequences. "

“What’s so special about that dog?”

"According to your previous memory, her eyes can turn back to blue. Obviously she is full of hostility and defense against me. It might be better if she faces her savior, right? She even adopted the one you took for her name."

Dumbledore didn't answer any more questions. He took out a pile of cockroaches and chewed them while Snape looked at him with murderous eyes.

"If Principal Dumbledore's ears were not like his broken teeth, he should have heard clearly that she just happened to lack a name at that time. I didn't name her either!"

Dumbledore looked at Snape who kept spraying venom with a smile, "Even if Cyrus really didn't have parents, she would name her friends, but not herself. Why is this, don't you know? Aren't you curious?"

In the dilapidated hut that turned dark and somewhat cold again. Cyrus lay down next to Angus, and this was how they spent every night for the past few years. Day after day, nothing changes.

"The greatest white wizard in the world...ha..." Cyrus murmured softly, and then hummed again. She closed her eyes, and countless images flashed through her mind.

"It doesn't matter, anyway...everywhere you go is an abyss."

"If I saw a breathing animal here tomorrow besides you, your little furry friend would be a taxidermy crossed with a Siberian electric fox!"

"15 minutes! Get rid of that Crodo dragon and don't let me lose money!!"

"Go on stage tomorrow, so many people have placed bets on you, don't let me down!"

"Haha... what a monster, don't look at me with your disgusting eyes! Tie her eyes!"

"So what if you go out... Do you think there is a place for a killing machine like you out there? Sooner or later... you will kill everyone around you!"

"What a disgusting body..."

The familiar tearing feeling came, and Cyrus once again felt the sharp pain from his soul. She gritted her teeth and her lips turned frighteningly white. The cold sweat on her body gradually moistened the linen clothes, and she no longer had the strength to hold herself up. He could only collapse on the cold ground, his slender fingers shaking uncontrollably.

Gradually she couldn't feel her hands, her eyes were eroded by darkness, and Angus's cry gradually became blurred and disappeared. The tinnitus that was piercing her head also subsided. Except for the slight rise and fall of her chest, which showed that she was still alive, she lay like a corpse.

Cyrus washed the dirt off his body early the next morning and put on yesterday's laundry, trying not to look like a homeless person.

The linen clothes she wore were very worn and thin. Her long black hair is still tied up, and the bandage on her face has been replaced. She was dressed in black, had black hair, and the white bandage on her face was very eye-catching. Then there was a sound like a firecracker exploding outside the door. The man outside the door did not enter, but stood away from the side of the wooden door.

"I sincerely hope that Miss Sean will stop destroying her wooden door that falls down as soon as she pushes it."

Hearing the familiar deep voice, Cyrus put away the small pistol and hid it inside his arm. Then she led Angus out of the hut, "Good afternoon, Mr. Snape. If you can, please call me Cyrus."

Snape looked at the girl, his eyes lingering on her face for a while. The sides of her cheeks were slightly swollen and flushed. Looking at the girl's exposed hands, the parts not covered by the sleeves were blue and purple. Snape watched the girl turn to face him, seeming to be silently confused.

"Hold on to your dog."

Then he pressed directly on the girl's shoulders, apparated and took her to Diagon Alley. The moment he touched the girl's shoulder, he felt the girl's body react instinctively, but she quickly suppressed it.

Once he reached his destination, Snape immediately withdrew his hand. He didn't seem to want to touch the girl at all. Then a bag full of gold galleons was thrown to the girl. Cyrus did not respond to his reaction and took back the money bag. He just touched Angus who was unsteady next to him and comforted him softly.

Snape was also a little surprised that Cyrus didn't feel any discomfort about the disembodiment, but he didn't ask. Instead, he walked forward quickly without any intention of waiting for her. It seemed that the strange environment around her made the girl move forward relying on the guidance of Angus in front of her.

The passers-by around were also curious about the blind girl. There were very few disabled people in the wizarding world. Unless the treatment is not timely, but such cases are rare. Snape slowed down a little irritably.

The girl was very quiet during the whole process of purchasing the items. Just like before, she would never speak unless necessary. When she silently took back the bag full of herbs, she bought a lot more fresh vegetables. Snape saw this in his eyes, and his expression seemed a little bad.

"I assume that a person who does nothing to the outside world does not need to be free." As soon as Snape saw the girl, he noticed the bruises on her clothes and the red and swollen cheeks. He could not understand the girl's Behavior, even if you have to hide yourself, you don't need to not resist the violence of others again and again.

But the girl didn't respond to Snape's words, she just put away her things and waited quietly for him to take her away. "Arrogant and stupid. Doesn't Miss Sean know how to answer her professor's questions?" Cyrus looked up at Snape, who had a stinky face, and just watched quietly. Snape didn't wait this time and strode out of the store.

Neither of them spoke anymore, they just handed the purchase catalog to the merchant, waited, paid, and left. Cyrus was carrying a large backpack on his back, which contained a cauldron and some heavier books. It seemed that this heavy bag was going to crush her thin body, but she was not affected.

And Angus also had some herbal bags tied to his back. Snape didn't use magic to help, maybe he was waiting for the girl to ask for help. When everything was over and he returned to the cabin again, Cyrus spoke first.

"Thank you, sir"

Snape snorted and handed her a ticket. "I believe that with Miss Cyrus' ability, she can take the train to school by herself."

"Okay, sir."