HP Shavings Wizard

However, after knowing what Alison had done, the two old fathers finally had an idea.

I'm afraid Professor Snape is going to resign.

And I also want to come and borrow the Soul-Restoring Stone.

To be honest, Dumbledore was reluctant to raise the issue of the Resurrection Stone with Snape—the same issue that Alison had raised.

Professor Snape's heart was full of repentance and atonement. This negative emotion, as well as the suspicion in his heart that Lily would blame him, was probably more likely to make the phantom show a negative attitude, and then, like in "The Story of the Three Brothers", he would be led towards death by the phantom.

But he also knew that this was Severus' obsession.

He had been indulged and trained for so many years, and Snape himself had to consider the mental pressure of showing a double agent attitude to the outside world, as well as the endings in several prophecy books...

Now that the situation has been decided and Voldemort has been eliminated by Alison and them, there is really no need for Snape to keep protecting Harry with complicated emotions. This double agent can also live for himself.

And although Alison was playing a prank, she finally handled the aftermath and proposed to persuade Professor Slughorn to take over Professor Snape's job before agreeing to his resignation.

As far as teaching was concerned, Professor Slughorn was indeed a more suitable candidate.

As for Professor Snape's other obsession...

His Defense Against the Dark Arts professor...

Dumbledore’s answer to this was: Impossible, don’t even think about it, it will happen next time.

Even if Grindelwald had not occupied this position and been so close to the headmaster, Dumbledore would not have allowed Snape to continue to come into contact with and delve into the dark arts with negative effects.

The resignation application can be approved.

As his mind was turning like this, Dumbledore had already made up his mind, but he did not express any opinion on the resignation of his old subordinate. He just changed the topic to other light-hearted and pleasant directions.

Including the romantic candlelight dinner just now, whether to ask for leave to go out overnight on Halloween, what kind of bird stand to buy for Fox for Christmas, and the pile of woolen fabrics that Alison gave me before that can be turned out and worn together. The weather at night is getting a little cooler...

Grindelwald chatted with him about these trivial and ordinary things, gave him some advice from time to time, and knocked on the table, using his professor's authority to ask the kitchen for a cup of warm honey tea and a glass of butter beer.

Dumbledore naturally took the honey tea and took a sip with a smile. The warm and sweet bedtime drink flowed down his throat into his stomach, warming him from the inside out.

Quiet times are to be cherished.

The portraits were pretending to sleep, some were stealing glances, some were visiting other people or going out.

Again!

Really, they are both over a hundred years old, but they are still so annoying.

What a terrible sunset romance.

There was a sour odor in the air that the portraits could smell.

However, the portraits also know the limits and know what to see and what not to see.

Therefore, even if they complain in their hearts, they just pretend nothing happened on the surface.

That's what the dead people hanging on the wall are like, they have absolutely no human rights.

Grindelwald is thick-skinned and never cares about being watched. He even wants to assert his sovereignty.

Dumbledore was a little thin-skinned, and was a bit British in his euphemisms when it came to personal matters, but in the past two years he had been trained by a certain old bastard to make his skin as thick as it usually is when he was pretending to be stupid.

In the sweet and warm atmosphere, the two chatted about daily life, accompanied by the not-so-bright firelight in the fireplace and the crackling sound of the burning flames. They finished their bedtime sweet drinks unknowingly and walked into the bedroom next to the principal's office to rest comfortably, falling asleep in each other's arms.

The short one-day date without any interruptions from the naughty kids finally came to a relatively satisfactory end.

……

the next day.

The dark, twisted crawl of the Slytherin Serpent King (X).

The Slytherin Snake King ran to the door of the headmaster's office early.

There was still a dark tinge in his eyes from last night's night patrol, and his face was a little haggard, but he could not hide his excitement and excitement.

The days of attending classes, grading homework and brewing potions during the day, being on night duty, and enduring little trolls who are looking for death are finally coming to an end!

He could study potions to his heart's content, search for potion materials all over the world, and delve into the dark arts freely, and no one would care about him anymore...

Severus Snape is free!

Then, our poor young professor received another heavy blow from fate.

“Almond candy!”

The stone beast guarding the gate did not move at all and did not react at all.

The password to the principal's office that he had used yesterday no longer worked this morning.

Logically, every time Dumbledore changed the password, he would notify several close and completely trusted professors in case the professors had urgent matters and were unable to enter the door.

Now, the Slytherin Headmaster could only stand at the door of the Headmaster's office with a gloomy face, like a scary bat gatekeeper, in the hope of being the first to see Dumbledore who was coming down for breakfast.

Of course, he could also use the Patronus Charm to inform Dumbledore.

But first of all, the resignation matter is not that urgent yet.

Secondly, he suddenly remembered that Dumbledore and Professor Grindelwald disappeared yesterday. It was common for these two to date on weekends. What if they disturbed the beautiful morning of the old devil?

So even if someone is anxious, he still waits.

Anyway, the meal time at Hogwarts is right there, and he came according to the meal time, so he won’t have to wait long.

Sure enough, soon the door opened and Dumbledore and Grindelwald came downstairs together.

The old headmaster had a bright red scarf delicately tied around his neck - it was a little surprise given to him by Grindelwald during their date last night.

Dumbledore was somewhat surprised and somewhat understood when he saw Snape standing at the door.

He hadn't expected Severus to be so anxious - a rarity for a double agent who had previously been so repressed.

The old principal smiled and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Good morning, Severus, is there anything you can talk to me about? You don't seem to have had a good rest last night."

The Head of Slytherin nodded, his eyes falling on Grindelwald, then moving to Dumbledore, subconsciously looking them over, and quickly restraining this instinctive reaction to the Riddler's boss and his husband.

He did not try to beat around the bush to test Dumbledore's thoughts, but stated his intention directly with a calm and resolute attitude, not intending to pay any attention to the reaction of Dumbledore, who had held Lily's son hostage.

"Dumbledore, I resign."