[HP Comprehensive UK and US] Platinum Stark

After dinner, the freshmen from the four colleges were taken back to their respective lounges by their class leaders, and the freshly-baked little snakes also headed to the cellar.

Head girl Gemma Farley announced the changing rules of the lounge password and the internal rules of Slytherin. After inspiring everyone, the first-year head selection arrived as scheduled.

Alicia stood quietly by the side, waiting for Draco to win. She didn't want to miss her brother's first wonderful performance at Hogwarts, but she couldn't help but recall what happened at the dinner party.

Of all the wizards in Britain, only You-Know-Who is a descendant of the Parseltongue Salazar Slytherin.

What is the relationship between Potter and the mysterious man?

What is the relationship between Professor Quirrell and the mysterious man?

She knew clearly that neither of them could be of Slytherin blood. Alicia, who had read the family tree of the twenty-eight pure-blood saints, did not find any connection between them and the Gaunt or Slytherin branches.

Alicia had a bold guess, but she didn't dare to confirm it anyway.

Before her father made all the arrangements, the fact that Harry Potter was a Parseltongue must not be told to the godfather. She believed that her father would make the most reasonable decision and tell the godfather the truth at the right time.

The moment she made the decision, Draco happened to knock his opponent away.

Seeing this, the girl's eyes became more determined.

Snape also arrived at the lounge at this time. He did not intend to interfere too much in the students' selection of the chief candidate. As soon as he came in, he locked his eyes on a girl: "Alicia, come to my office."

He called the girl by her Christian name, and everyone's expressions were as indescribable as if they had eaten Bibi Multi-Flavored Beans that smelled like booger.

When did the Headmaster ever call a student by his Christian name? Oh, Malfoy was his goddaughter.

But it’s also strange that the dean is the godfather!

Who among you here is not curious about how they usually get along with each other?

Alicia ignored everyone's surprised looks, responded, and followed Snape out of the common room.

There were still a few warm yellow lights on in the cellar corridor. Snape did not walk quickly forward, but slowed down his pace and kept at the same level as the girl.

A tall man in a black robe was followed by a smaller man in a black robe that only reached his waist. The corridor was quiet, with only the sound of their footsteps. Alicia subconsciously approached Snape, but did not hold his hand.

The girl was feeling confused. She didn't want to deceive the Godfather, but things were too complicated and the answer had not yet been revealed. She didn't know how much of a shock the final answer would bring to everyone.

"Esk Herbs."

The door of the office opened, and as soon as Snape entered, he waved his hand to light the fire in the fireplace, then snapped his fingers and asked the house-elf to put the food he had ordered before leaving on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

Sliced ​​steak, Yorkshire pudding, strawberry pie, and a glass of milk.

He noticed that Alicia, who was preoccupied, barely touched her fork at the dinner. King's Cross Station was not close to Hogwarts, and even if Narcissa had prepared food, she would probably be too hungry to sleep if she didn't eat dinner.

Alicia felt a lump in her throat and she threw herself into Snape's arms. When the smell of the potion enveloped her, she didn't want to think about anything anymore and just rubbed against her godfather's arms again and again.

"Severus..." The girl's voice came out muffled with a hint of crying.

Snape's heart tightened, knowing that she had something to say, but he did not urge her, but just patted the girl's back gently.

"Quirrel...Quirrel has Parseltongue..." Alicia couldn't hold it in any longer and started crying breathlessly.

What if the truth is as terrible as she thought? The mysterious man did not disappear. He controlled Quirrell and left some magic on the savior Potter, which allowed her wand to detect traces of Parseltongue on the two.

The mysterious man will not give up. He will definitely take action against Potter, and will never let go of those Death Eaters who are at large outside Azkaban.

She had accidentally seen the Death Eater symbol on her father's body, which had also been published in the Daily Prophet. Alicia naturally understood what it meant.

The Godfather will definitely find a way to protect Potter, but what about father?

Will his father choose to express his loyalty when he has not yet recovered his strength, or kill him when he is at his weakest? If his father chooses the former, will the godfather and Malfoy belong to two different camps?

She couldn't tell everything about Potter, but she had to tell her godfather about Quirrell's abnormality.

They are colleagues and have a lot of contact with each other on a regular basis. If something happens to Severus during this period, she will feel guilty for the rest of her life.

"Thea, look at me." Snape's expression remained unchanged. He took the girl to the sofa and wiped the tears from her face. "I will tell Lucius the news tomorrow morning. You will see him here after lunch. I promise you, Thea, we will find out everything. Nothing will happen, believe me."

All the little wizards who grew up in the magical world understood what the mysterious man represented, and she learned something that was beyond her acceptance in such an unprepared situation.

Snape looked at Alicia's red nose and tearful eyes. Her emotions seemed a little complicated, but this did not affect his ability to feel the girl's panic.

No matter how mature and sensible she is, she is just an eleven-year-old girl.

"Eat something now, and then I'll take you back to the common room. Get some sleep. Your first class is Mag's. Don't be late tomorrow."

Alicia was choked by Snape's words and remained silent for a few seconds. She showed a helpless expression: "Don't worry, Severus, I will never deduct points from Slytherin!"

Of course the girl understood the concern in her godfather's words.

She obediently forked a piece of steak and put it into her mouth. It would have been fine if she didn't eat it, but after eating a little, she felt hungry.

Snape looked at the little girl who had already started eating pudding, and his eyes softened a little.

Twenty minutes later, Alicia finished the last sip of milk in the cup and felt inexplicably sleepy. She hazily savored the taste of the milk - hmm, a strawberry-flavored sleeping potion.

Half asleep and half awake, she seemed to be held sideways. After smelling the familiar scent of the potion, the girl found a comfortable position and fell asleep in Snape's arms.

The corridor in the cellar was much darker than when I came to the office. If someone was here, they would only be able to see the rough outline of Snape. He was holding a petite girl, his steps were steady, and his wide black robe swayed slightly behind him.

In the unknown darkness, Snape looked serious, with a frown and empty eyes.

At the same time, Harry Potter, who had just come into contact with the wizarding world, was sitting at the window of his Gryffindor dormitory. He was stroking Hedwig, his new pet, which was Hagrid's birthday gift to him. The bright moonlight shone through the glass onto the boy.

Harry didn't know it, but the person he was thinking of when he looked out at the stars from the tower was the same person the dark figure in the cellar was thinking of.