HP: The Blood Prince of Hogwarts

"That's not what I meant." Snape explained stiffly, "I'm just worried about you."

Olga turned around and stared at Snape for a while. The feeling of being stared at by those dark eyes...

Snape glared back, his palms slightly sweaty.

"Your patronus is a doe," Olga said suddenly.

Snape was stunned and nodded.

"You like Lily?"

A huge sadness and embarrassment suddenly surged up in Snape's heart. The secret that had been buried for many years was revealed nakedly, and he could not control his emotions at all.

"Get out!" he roared, as if his voice could cover up his gaffe as long as it was loud enough.

Olga's face darkened and she walked out of the cellar quickly without looking back.

Don't think you can yell at her again and again just because she's a professor.

Doesn't she want to lose face?

The only sound that could be heard in the empty cellar was the man's suppressed breathing.

Snape closed his eyes in pain, he seemed to be back to that night twelve years ago, the nightmare of his life.

The red-haired woman, who had long lost her life, lay quietly in his arms, and his heart seemed to have died with the woman.

"Lily..." Snape called the name silently, fantasizing about hearing the woman call him "Sev" again.

The only response he got was silence.

After a long while, Snape calmed down and opened his empty eyes.

He looked at the perfect quality shrinking potion on the table and thought of the little girl who was obviously very young but always had a stern face and acted serious.

Still wrote "O" on the transcript.

—

Lupin resigned.

Olga was stunned for a moment when she heard the news, but she was not very surprised.

A werewolf is indeed not suitable to teach in a school, even though he is the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher currently.

After the identity is exposed, it is better to resign voluntarily rather than being boycotted by parents.

But Lupin is indeed a good person.

This can be seen from the fact that he was beaten black and blue that day but he was still kind to her and had no resentment towards her.

"Would you like to help me?" Olga asked casually but sincerely.

Lupin was so surprised that he forgot to react for a moment.

"After Fred and George make the 'Marauder's Map', I will need help to capture those defecting vampires. You have werewolf blood, so you don't have to worry about being bitten on the neck by those inferior creatures. At worst, you can bite them back and see whose bloodline is stronger."

Seeing Lupin's astonishment, Olga coughed lightly and said, "It was just a joke...but it's true that we need manpower. Strangers are not suitable to stay in the human world for a long time. I need a contact person. I think you are suitable."

"Are you sure?" Lupin said, "I have no experience in this area..."

Olga shook her head: "You do."

Lupin:?

"One of the creators of the Marauder's Map should have a lot of experience on how to make the most of it. I believe you are fully capable of doing it."

Lupin pursed his lips, seeming a little hesitant.

"Consider it my compensation to you. I was a little too harsh on you that day." Olga touched her nose.

Lupin laughed: "Of course I am happy to help you, I am just afraid that you want me to feel at ease to accept your gift."

Olga raised her eyebrows: "Why do you think so? I never do business at a loss."

"In that case, thank you very much for providing me with a place to go. To be honest, I'm worried about my future." Lupin said half-jokingly.

Olga raised the corners of her lips and said, "But you will inevitably have to deal with the vampires in the future. I wish you good luck."

Harry was originally still regretful that Lupin was leaving the school, but became excited after hearing that he would work for Olga in the future.

He could not wait to write and tell Sirius.

Sirius laughed angrily when he found out, what is this?

Do you have to be grateful to others for working for them?

This little prince really knows how to manipulate people's hearts.

Now not only Lupin, but he himself had to be more careful. Even for the sake of his good friends, he had to work with the twins to develop the best map.

Sirius thought again of what happened during the full moon—long black hair, enchanting red eyes, mysterious wings, and…

The delicate figure standing in front of him.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and then he shook his head.

What are you thinking about? She is your godson's future girlfriend.

—

As summer vacation was approaching, Olga rejected the holiday invitations from Draco, the twins, Hermione and Sirius one after another.

After a quick calculation, she had too many things to do.

I have to go to Nurmengard. It’s time to move on to the next stage of research on the magic circle.

I still have to go to the Gaunt family, and the diary-master's Horcrux should be further developed;

Well, the Gemini map is almost finished, and I will have to do some field tests then;

There is also the issue of the Nott family's succession. She has little interest in the inheritance of wizards, and she doesn't know if Theo is willing to take over that mess;

And…Dalbeda.

Olga's eyes darkened, hoping that she was overthinking it.

—

In the Black Forest of Albania.

An ugly, slimy thing was crawling on the ground. It was the size of a baby, but covered with scales. Its skin was dark red like injured flesh, and its arms and legs were thin and soft, as if it had no bones.

Its face, no human face would look like that, it was a snake face with a pair of red eyes.

Crunch, crunch...

The sound of rustling footsteps came from deep in the jungle. The thing on the ground seemed to stop moving as if frightened, staring at the direction where the sound came from.

The footsteps were clearly very far away in the previous second, but the next moment the sound was very close, and a tall figure slowly emerged.

"Are you Voldemort?" the man's voice sounded casually.

"Who are you?" the disgusting-looking thing asked sharply.

The man frowned and said disdainfully: "Who I am is none of your business."

Voldemort was furious and said no more, and a blinding green light rushed straight towards the man.

The man sneered: "You don't know your own limitations."

He easily dispelled the killing curse with a casual wave of his hand.

Voldemort became more alert in his heart, but he did not show it on his face: "What is your purpose?"

"You just need to know that I'm here to help you." The man did not mention his identity and purpose.

"Help me? What can you do to help me?" Voldemort said with disdain. He had so many Death Eaters in the past, but still no one came to find him.

"Resurrect you? Or..."

The man glanced at the tree not far away, raised his hand and struck it. With a flash of white light, a big snake fell to the ground.

"Don't be too clever, and don't do anything tricky. Just follow my plan, and maybe what you've been following will come true easily."

Voldemort's eyes moved, and he moved his gaze away from Nagini, and looked up at the man hiding in the darkness again with difficulty.

"Yes, it's just what you think." The man's tone was a little seductive.

"It's just eternal life."

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Third grade is over!

Fourth grade is coming!