HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

"Are you sure? Teal." Professor Dumbledore put away his temptation. He saw that Teal really didn't seem to be interested in listening to the story, and... he was calmer than Professor Dumbledore expected.

Till smiled, the answer was self-evident.

Don’t forget, under Grindelwald’s tutelage, Tyr’s Occlumency was already very good.

There was something vaguely out of control. Professor Dumbledore squeezed his hands in his sleeves slightly, but his face was calm and showed only a little regret: "Then, okay. I hope that one day, Severus will I’d love to tell you his story.”

Teal has been silent since his opening, and the second half of the walk was almost entirely Professor Dumbledore's "one-man show." Maybe he felt that talking to himself was not interesting. When the dance was about to end, this walk with the cold wind also came to an end.

Teal frowned and returned to Snape's office. In the nearly an hour since she left, Snape had tidied up the office very efficiently. The bright and tidy office seemed to have been re-decorated, which made Teal feel a little uncomfortable. My tired heart felt soothed.

Teal sat down on the single sofa very naturally, and the blanket she placed on the back of the sofa was casually placed on her body. Snape opposite asked Teal, who was in a low mood: "Dumbledore What did the professor say to you?"

"Professor Dumbledore wants to tell me your story." Teal raised his eyes and easily looked into Snape's eyes. Snape, who was sorting out his homework, suddenly moved his hands.

After just a few seconds of silence, Snape looked away: "Did you listen?"

"No." Till stretched, put the blanket back on the back of the sofa, took a few steps forward and came to the desk. Teal put his hands on the table, raised his head and looked at Snape very close to each other.

Snape heard Tyr asking himself in confusion: "I said I'm not interested in Professor Dumbledore, but in fact I am very interested."

"Professor, can you tell me?" Till said softly. It is undeniable that in addition to becoming immune to Grindelwald's confusing words, she also learned a little bit from it.

Snape did not answer, and even immediately avoided looking at Teal.

When she didn't get a response from Snape immediately, Till had a feeling that this was indeed the case. However, her curiosity did not diminish, but the smile on her lips deepened. The story that Professor Dumbledore knew, the story that Snape was unwilling to tell...

Teal became increasingly interested.

For some reason, Till thought of a name that Professor Sprout once mentioned in his mind, and his heart tightened and felt uncomfortable.

"Is it related to your past?" Till knew that her question was a bit presumptuous, but she still asked quickly, "Is it related to Mrs. Potter?"

It was obviously a warm night with the fireplace lit, but Till felt that the atmosphere suddenly became completely cold, and Snape finally stared at him with his coal-black eyes.

No one spoke, but Teal understood the meaning in Snape's eyes.

"Good night, Professor." Teal turned around and left. She didn't know how she felt about saying goodbye to Snape. After returning to the dormitory and lying on the bed, Teal only remembered that she seemed to have forgotten to close the office door. .

Maybe it's closed? Teal shook his head, his thoughts complicated.

Till tossed and turned for half the night, but the system pierced Till's heart in one fell swoop: [Host, do you like Professor Snape? 】

It was as if something had been punctured. Till, who had failed to close his eyes to induce sleepiness, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes clear and clear.

【impossible! ] Teal sat up suddenly, touching his heart with one hand, and holding the corner of the quilt tightly with the other hand. His eyes were so calm that there was no emotion, [I can't think of any reason why I like Professor Snape. 】

【No reason is needed for liking. Besides, with your current mood changes and behavior, I can only analyze this possibility. 】 The system spoke conclusively, but each word was like a sharp awl, hammering into Till's heart.

The pain and itching were unbearable.

[Why don’t you analyze that I like Mrs. Potter! ] Thiel found the systematic analysis simply baffling.

The system was silent, not wanting to tell Tier that she was actually a little angry at this time - angry after being exposed.

How could she fall in love with Snape? Such a person who doesn't care about hygiene--recently he really cares about hygiene. He has a bad temper--he treats his own temper very well. He is old--the age difference of more than ten years seems to be nothing in the wizarding world...

"Ah——" Teal covered her head under the quilt, because the more she thought about it, the more she realized that she was actually special about Snape, who she had been getting along with all the time. In her opinion, all his shortcomings were matched by another. Refute the reasons you were persuaded by.

Just because Till has never been in love, it doesn't mean that she knows nothing about it. There are a pair of ready-made examples around her that set examples for Till every day.

Tier sniffed, panic and fear welling up in his heart, and he cried helplessly for the first time.

She really fell in love with Snape, a man who was incompatible with her in every way, but whom Teal liked in every way.

The beautiful love in youth is always unbearable, but unlike Mgina and Charlie's natural love, Tier felt that his first heartbeat was really tragic, and he fell in love with someone who was impossible to be together no matter what. people.

The system detected the frustration and heaviness in Till's heart, and tried to comfort Till: [Professor Snape has always been partial to you, the host. Maybe the host can give it a try? 】

The system didn't understand why Till immediately classified Snape into the "impossible" category.

[Professor Snape doesn't like people when he looks at them. ] Teal curled his lips, simply walked up from the bed, and came to stand by the window with some sadness, [In other words, Snape didn't look like someone who would like me. 】

When Tier stood by the window, she could clearly feel the cold wind blowing in from the cracks in the window. When she lowered her eyes and saw part of the dark castle, her expression also dropped.

Not to mention, she and Professor Snape have a teacher-student relationship, and the professor has a crush on his own student? No one would believe it.

[Professor...maybe he only has a preference for me in potions. He prefers people who are good at potions. ] Thiel told the system this, and he also told himself the same.

[Host...] The system wanted to say something else, but Tier obviously didn't want to hear it anymore.

Tier shook her head, trying to shake off all the complicated thoughts, but if it was really that easy, she wouldn't be unable to sleep until now.

It was night, and Teal couldn't sleep all night.

In Snape's office underground, Snape did not fall asleep either, but it was not to correct homework or study potions, but to sit in front of the fireplace. He felt the warm breath of the fireplace, and the flames almost burned his face red, but it did not cause his waveless eyes to waver at all.

No one knew what he was thinking until a letter came unexpectedly. Fawkes suddenly appeared and dropped it on Snape's lap.