HP: The New God from Hogwarts

Arriving at Dumbledore's office, Taowu thought she would see Dumbledore's angry face or hear the Burnses curse.

but.

The atmosphere in the office was very depressing. Dumbledore stood by the sofa with his hands behind his back, his expression complicated.

There was a couple sitting on the sofa, well dressed, and Taowu couldn't feel the magic wave on them.

It looks like they must be Mr. and Mrs. Burns.

Although they are a little reserved here, they don't look petty. Judging from their demeanor and clothing, they also have extraordinary family backgrounds in the Muggle world.

Snape obviously guessed the identity of the couple. Before he could change out of his suit, he quickly walked up to Dumbledore and lowered his voice.

"How could you let Muggles into Hogwarts?"

Dumbledore's old eyes shot sharp glances straight to Snape's face: "There are only a pair of poor parents here who want to know about their daughter, Severus, what happened to that girl? I am in Magic Her wand was eventually found in Paris via a heddle."

"The last time she used the spell coincided with the time you and Luna went to Paris."

Dumbledore used magic to isolate the sound of his conversation with Snape, so that the Burnses could not hear their conversation.

But just being unable to hear the sound and watching their mouths open and close would make the couple feel like they were discussing the words. Momowu quietly used magic to pause the passage of time for the couple.

Dumbledore felt the power of ancient magic, but frowned and did not stop it.

His eyes were still on Snape's sallow face.

"She followed us to Paris."

Snape seemed to have been fighting with heaven and man in his mind for a long time, and finally made up his mind to confess to Dumbledore.

"Why? She is just an ordinary child. Why would she follow you to such a dangerous place?"

Dumbledore squinted his eyes. He couldn't figure out why a mediocre young wizard would follow him to a dangerous place.

The reason was simply unspeakable. Snape opened and closed his mouth, but was still unable to tell him the reason why Burns was following him.

"Severus."

Dumbledore stared into Snape's eyes seriously: "You must tell me the truth."

Snape was silent for a long time, his hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists, his long nails digging into his palms.

"She said she admired me."

His face was flushed with shame, but his voice was so thin that it was almost inaudible, and he refused to say another word.

Dumbledore's eyes turned from serious to stunned. He never thought that there was a girl who liked Snape, let alone a Gryffindor student.

However, Snape would not tell such an outrageous lie.

He looked at Momo who had walked behind Snape, and the silver-haired girl nodded to him.

"Burns followed us to Paris and tipped off the witch hunters. She wanted to kill Draco and me through their hands and imprison Professor Snape as a reward for herself."

Dumbledore understood every word Momo said, but he felt like he couldn't understand a single sentence, which was as difficult to understand as ancient runes.

Newt and Ominis, who insisted on following Momo, stood behind her, trying hard to hold back their laughter.

Snape's face turned even redder. This was no different from when he was wearing no pants and had his underwear exposed when James hung him upside down.

"What about the girl?"

Dumbledore shook his head, trying to shake the turbulent brain that had just stirred up in his head, and a question brought the topic back on track again.

"In desperation, I killed her."

Snape didn't hide anything, he just confessed.

"If we don't kill her, we will die."

The blush of embarrassment on Snape's face faded, and his face turned ugly again, as if thinking of the experience of almost being killed in Sauk Valley.

"Dumbledore, I don't think the fault lies with them." Ominis coughed twice.

Dumbledore moved his eyes from Snape's face to his, his expression changed slightly, and he bowed slightly towards him.

"Long time no see, Senior Gunter."

He could not be rude to this senior, who had once rescued Ariana who lost control because of her silence, and also extended a helping hand to Credence who had lost control of her magic power.

"Senior?"

Newt and Snape exclaimed softly almost at the same time, and looked at him in surprise at the same time.

"You are not the only one who has achieved immortality, Mr. Scamander." Ominis looked at Newt, with a hint of subtle provocation on his slightly raised eyebrows.

Newt pursed his lips and looked at Taowu. Does the reason why that man can live forever have something to do with her as well as him?

But she was looking at the Burnses on the sofa.

"Let's solve the immediate problem first."

Momo snapped her fingers, and time began to flow around the Burnses. They turned to look at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore walked across from them, and the old and strongest white wizard bowed to the young couple.

Not to Muggles, but to a pair of parents who had lost their daughter.

"I'm sorry, that child..."

Mrs. Burns wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, but her voice was very calm: "She's dead, right?"

The rest of the words died in Dumbledore's mouth. He just apologized sadly: "I'm sorry, ma'am."

"She died accidentally during a riot."

Mrs. Burns leaned on her husband's shoulder, and the gentle-faced Mr. Burns gently shook his wife's hand, seeming to give her strength.

Encouraged by her husband, Mrs. Burns looked up at Dumbledore: "Can I know more about my daughter?"

Thinking of the Gryffindor children's dislike of Burns, Dumbledore didn't know how to speak, but he was not willing to deceive the parents.

"I'm sorry. It was my dereliction of duty. She had conflicts with many children..."

Mrs. Burns held her husband's hand tightly with one hand and squeezed a notebook in her bag with the other. She looked at Snape behind Dumbledore.

She had seen this man's portrait in her daughter's notebook, as well as some things related to him, as well as long love poems expressing her majestic love.

"Is the reason for the contradiction because of Professor Snape?"

The room was eerily silent.

"Not only because of Severus, she also always provokes other children." Newt couldn't stand the cramped atmosphere and broke the dead silence.

Mrs. Burns and her husband looked at each other, and tears fell uncontrollably, as if they had finally found an outlet.

She threw herself into her husband's arms, her sobs leaking out from the gap in the arms and echoing in the quiet room.

Her voice was choked:

"I should have understood earlier that she is not my Vera."

"My Vera is long gone."