HP One More Chance.

Nearly, he quietly closed his eyes and fell into a short sleep.

The author has something to say:

I really liked 16.2 when I wrote it (as expected my own son is Regulus),

Eve's performance has become more like a Muggle girl than the previous cold person (although she will be more neurotic at times).

However, (compared to the protagonist pair) I really like this pair of CPs (it seems to have spoiled something again). Sure enough, I prefer writing ordinary things rather than writing strange things.

Also, Eve actually likes sleeping with Regulus the most

☆, 16.3

16.3

Early in the morning, normally speaking, should be when everyone is at their best.

But some people are not. He even thinks that the time for breakfast in the morning will be the last good time to catch up on sleep.

"Brother! Wake up quickly!"

Elena desperately took a spoon and hit Ian on the head. This action made Ian, who was lying on the dining table to sleep, jump up in pain, and suddenly woke up.

"What are you doing!? Elena! I'm sleeping!"

He yelled, grinning his teeth as if he was suffering from a terrible headache, "I told you last night that I was at..."

"It's breakfast time now! Brother! Professor Snape is still here..." Elena quickly covered his brother's mouth with her hand before the trouble came out again, "If you want to stay here tonight There, I don't care about you."

"What..." Ian shook off his younger sister's hand with a look of displeasure. After rearranging his clothes, he sat back on his seat and began to eat breakfast honestly.

"I don't want to go back..."

Looking back on last night, it was indeed an extremely profound and "unforgettable" night.

After spending the night in Snape's cellar, he returned to his bedroom at four o'clock in the morning.

but.

The most terrible thing is not this.

"...How did I know that the snow fox disappeared from Professor Snape's grasp, then ran into my room and hid under my bed..."

While stuffing bread into his mouth, Ian kept talking to his sister who was enjoying tea, "But speaking of it, that snow fox is really smart, and it also knows that it went where it shouldn't go. , so I hid it early, and no one found it, except me... Besides, it will find something to eat by itself, what an unlucky Merlin. The little guy ate it up."

"Are you sure a fox is interested in those expired snacks under your bed?" Elena cast a strange look at her brother with some disdain, "That's just a fox."

"But after all, it escaped from... the black bat..." Ian pretended to be mysterious and whispered in his sister's ear, "I bet you, that snow fox must not be simple."

"If you want to keep it as your pet, I advise you to give up the idea." Elena picked up the spoon in the teacup and knocked him on the head again, "If you continue like this, wait until the end of the semester holiday , back home, father and mother will definitely beat you up."

"Every time it's you who fan the flames..." Ian muttered unhappily.

"Hmph, then don't think about me copying your class notes in the future, especially those taught by S.N.P.! Brother idiot!"

Elena slapped the table angrily, turned around and left. Ian, who was still eating breakfast and was unresponsive, had no time to stop her, so he could only watch helplessly as his sister disappeared alone in anger.

It was the first time he realized that his sister had such a bad temper.

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The first thing Elena did when she returned to the dormitory was to take out the double-sided mirror that was kept under the pillow, and call for the shadow in the mirror.

Soon, another scene appeared on the originally plain mirror.

On the other side of the double-sided mirror is the grassy outskirts of Sistine. An elegant lady is setting up an afternoon tea party outdoors, enjoying the beautiful sunshine and mild black tea alone.In addition, Elena also heard the sound of children laughing, very lively.

But she couldn't care less.

"Oh, Miss Xilea, my brother got into trouble again."

Elena didn't even have time to say hello, so she hurriedly told the lady on the other side of the mirror about this troublesome matter.

"Good afternoon, Elena."

In the mirror, the woman called "Miss Xilea" greeted the little lady on the other side with a smile, "Ian's matter... I know, your father wrote to me yesterday. "

In Duke Adler's letter, apart from his eagerness for his son, there are of course doubts about Hogwarts' education methods-most parents are like this.

"That is to say, Dad will send the yelling letter soon, and then reprimand my brother, right..."

It seemed to be expected, but when Elena heard the news, she still sighed quietly in her heart, feeling a little worried:

"If this continues, my brother will probably be tortured to death by Professor Snape..."

"torture?"

After hearing her words, Xilea laughed loudly from the other side of the mirror: "Severus won't do this, you can rest assured," she nodded, "Besides, Ian is just It's not too much to be mischievous, so Severus won't force him."

"Miss Shilia, how do you know? Don't tell me, are you familiar with Professor Snape? He used to be the same as now, scary? I heard that the professor was also a student of Hogwarts before. ..."

Elena asked puzzledly like a cannonball. These series of questions made Xilea suddenly put away her smile and become serious.

"He..."

Xilea suddenly smiled wryly and shook her head, "In the past...it wasn't as scary as it is now, but his personality is still a bit dark...In short, in terms of teaching qualifications, it is absolutely acceptable for him to teach you potions."

"Then... did you know him before?" Elena asked her curiously, blinking Shui Ling's eyes.

"Well..." Xilea's expression suddenly became a little strange, but she quickly returned to her usual gentleness, "... If you must give me an answer, then... I can only say regretfully, Shilea...don't know...but I've seen him."

"It's a pity, I thought I could find some gossip about Professor Snape." Elena pursed her lips regretfully, sitting on the edge of the bed and constantly shaking her legs, these small movements were consistent with her brother.

"Okay, little lady, don't worry, your brother won't cause trouble anymore, because I have promised your father that I will take good care of him."

After Xilea filled the teacup in front of her, she took a sip, then put it down, waving for someone to come over.Because the double-sided mirror was very small, Elena couldn't see clearly anyway, and could only vaguely hear the name of the person Xilea called.

—Draco?

It's a name I've never heard of before, and I didn't find this person when I went to Miss Xilea's house last time.

"...Miss Xilea, that is..."

But before she could find out who it was, Xilea became a little flustered, so she had to interrupt Elena's question first:

"...Sorry, my lovely Elena, I suddenly have some troublesome things to deal with here, so I have to hang up first... Oh, yes, and, do you remember to hand over the double-sided mirror to you before nightfall today? Your brother, I have something to tell him personally."

"Okay then... I will, Miss Xilea, let's talk next time."

Elena looked at the double-sided mirror with some reluctance and gradually returned to an ordinary mirror, so she could only put it back under the pillow with some regret.

"Before night falls today..."

She was talking to herself, and suddenly, thoughtfully, she took out the mirror and looked again, staring at herself in the mirror for a long time.

She felt that if her brother could make people worry less, she would definitely smile now instead of always frowning, which was so ugly.

—but, but...

"Tch, I don't care about you, brother idiot."

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Last night, Xuehu was able to escape from his grasp.

"It wouldn't have come out of the woods, not to mention how could there be a snow fox at this time."

Snape stood in front of the bookshelf, fascinated by the row of potion books, but he was talking to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.

Recently, Hogwarts' defenses have been strengthened.He thought it was nothing at first, but judging from what happened last night, he had to reconsider this point.

——Yes, last night, other than Regulus, someone else approached the cellar.

It's just that, unfortunately, that person should get nothing.

Because he checked every place in the cellar afterwards, but nothing was missing, and nothing was touched.However, he felt that he would not be wrong.

There was always a breath of a stranger, mingling with the darkness nearby.He didn't find out on purpose, not because he couldn't do it, but because he didn't want to cause bigger things.If the headmaster is alarmed, he knows that he will be busier for a while.

——And next week is the day Regulus said, the day when the grass trade will be carried out.

If the guards were strengthened, it would be very difficult for him to enter the Forbidden Forest.

Of course he didn't want that.

"...It's really troublesome."

He sighed, thinking in his heart that perhaps it was only feasible to say that, and then to walk.

In fact, he never gave up and wanted to find her.

Even if he has no clue at the moment.

"At least... until I find you, I can't live as badly as before, otherwise, you will definitely feel..."

——You are really right to leave.

"If you really left because of this..."

— Guess, I would not want to kill you.

Apparently even Snape himself was taken aback when this astonishing idea popped into his head.

In the past two years, I still have such a deep obsession with it.

Never let go.

Perhaps what Regulus said was right.

——"Alone? So, you still plan to answer me today, as long as Alice doesn't come back for a day, you will always be here

wait? "

He wanted to wait, but he didn't intend to just sit and wait.

"Wait and see."

He turned around and opened the drawer next to the desk.

When he saw the sapphire crystal and the grass in the glass bottle that he had kept in there before were flickering with bits and pieces of fluorescent light, a smile that he hadn't expected for a long time surfaced on his face.

"In the past two years, you should have had enough fun."

The author has something to say: The prototype of Miss Xilea is Belle in "Beauty and the Beast"... _(:з」∠)_, hehe=3333 (This joke is not funny...)

A big, beautiful, mature person in every way!oh!Hahahahahaha! ! ! ! ! (Then you can think about the rest...)

There are various easter eggs in this chapter, welcome to discover~~~~

☆, 17.1

17.1

Brilliant records are always to be broken.

"Mr. Adler, what are you doing?"

Snape's cold voice resounded above Ian's head, like a howl, oh, of course, it was the howl in Ian's heart.

Potions class, today's task is to configure the simplest scabies potion.Then, our lovely Mr. Adler, this time, lovingly, to improve the 'availability' of his potion, poured something into his cauldron when Snape wasn't looking.

I heard from Miss Xilea that if you add these to the scabies potion, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

As a result, everyone present may already know its power.

"You are very smart and know what to do to get the most out of the potion, but,"

After all, Snape began to draw out his wand and walked towards Ian who was stunned in place step by step, then raised his wand, swung it over without hesitation, cleaned it up, and then turned his head to use the killing blow. His cold eyes scanned the whole class:

"Before this weekend, all of you have to give me a copy - the analysis and reflection on the reasons for the failure of Mr. Adler's potion production, do you hear me clearly?"

There was no sound at all. Of course, even if they didn't answer, everyone knew that Professor Snape's command was unquestionable.

Just in time, it's time for get out of class to end.

"...Thanks to our clever Mr. Adler, everyone, get out of class can be over, except for Mr. Adler who has to stay. Stay alone."

Snape emphasized "one person" very emphatically, so when he announced the end of get out of class, everyone ran out of the potions classroom like a bird, and no one gave Ian a fist, and reported that he was punished just now. Hatred of writing the report.In short, smarter people know that at these times it is the best policy to go first.

—Well, I consider myself unlucky.

Ian sighed, and looked resentfully at the shadow that couldn't be darker—in fact, he had already accepted that he would definitely suffer from this kind of unlucky situation, which seemed unlucky to others. A tragedy that offended Merlin a hundred years ago.

After all, he promised one person and one thing yesterday.

So, today, he will appear here.

"...Well, Professor Snape, this time, I won't explain any more."

"You shouldn't have anything to explain, Mr. Adler."

After everyone was gone, Snape picked up the books on the table and strode back to the innermost part of his cellar.Ian also followed him noncommittally—anyway, the next step must be to be scolded, punished for copying books, cutting potions... all kinds of things, nothing more than that.

Snape returned to the place where he used to work privately, sat down, began to open the cowhide scroll on the table and picked up a pen to write something, his eyes were also fixed on the pages of the book spread out in front of his desk, but he didn't say anything.

Unlike the last time, this time, he didn't start to do anything that Ian had expected, he just left Ian aside and let him stand at a loss.

Ian suddenly felt that this time, he was a little nervous.

"...Snape...Professor Snape..."

Snape didn't answer him, just looked up at him briefly, and then quickly went back to doing his own thing with his head down.

Ian was stunned, "...Professor Snape..."

——The black bat doesn't intend to punish me?Oh, my lovely Grandpa Merlin.

There was another moment of silence. At this time, he secretly speculated about Snape's every move, but he still remained motionless, each doing his own thing, and the atmosphere became very strange and silent.Therefore, he had to think that the professor didn't want to punish him very much this time.

--But……

"...No way, how can I..."

He unconsciously said what was in his heart. At this moment, Snape raised his head to look at him again, and he was a little surprised and immediately realized that he had said something that shouldn't be said, and covered his hands together. own mouth.

"What did you say?" Snape frowned and looked sharply at the awkward student standing not far from him, "Don't tell me, you still like to talk to yourself."

"No, no, no...not..." Ian shook his head quickly, "I... didn't say anything, really...Professor Snape, I'm sorry, I got into trouble again this time."

——So, hurry up and punish me.

He thought so in his heart, although it was a bit perverted to think so, but he had to think so.

Otherwise, he couldn't do what she asked him to do.

Looking at his student who caused him trouble all day long, Snape stared at him for a long time, and finally, he raised the corners of his mouth in a strange way, and said with a sneer:

"That's why you want me to punish you for confinement so that you can stay here?"

Ian's eyes widened suddenly, frightened—the other party saw through his own thoughts, which was really terrible.

However, it doesn't really matter.

"That's not the case, it's just...Professor, I really want to learn potions well, but I'm a troublemaker by nature, so I can't help it...Actually, I have always admired you, and I really want to see Read your potions book and notes, Professor... So, please let me stay here."

——It is estimated that others have heard these words, and he will be made fun of at Hogwarts for seven full years until he graduates.Even his sister, after hearing what he said, would probably be so surprised that her jaw would drop to the ground.

Quite powerful, these words.

"That's right, these words sound like—your brain and heart have been thrown into the cauldron by a vicious witch, Mr. Adler."

Snape stood up, stern but pretending to be serious, walked up to him, and spoke condescendingly.

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable gust of wind that blew against the cellar windows, making the doors and windows make terrible noises, which made Snape glance in the direction of the windows intentionally or unintentionally.

——But, nothing.

"It's actually very good, Mr. Adler," he put his hand on Ian's trembling shoulders as if on purpose, "but, I have to tell you, if you plan to do anything in front of me that you shouldn't What I do, I am definitely more than just locking you in confinement."

Such actions and words will undoubtedly make Ian Adler feel "flattered".But Snape didn't realize that there was something wrong with what he was doing at this moment.

Indeed, normal Snape would never do that.

"...Professor Snape, I..."

Ian was already too frightened to even raise his head, but he still had to hold his breath, at least keep calm in front of Snape—otherwise, you would lose, she told him.He felt that as long as he could survive these few quarters of an hour in front of Snape, he would be able to do what she asked him to do and get out of here.

He thought it was actually quite amusing.

Although, it's not just fun.

Ian took a deep breath silently, and then, mustering up the courage to continue in front of Snape:

"Professor Snape, will you allow me to stay here only if I do something worse in front of you... Is this a test?"

"test?"

Hearing what Ian said, Snape suddenly felt like laughing, but because the other party was his student, he held back, "Mr. Adler, if you don't pretend to be so smart, I think you will Much more likable, although I still don't like you very much."

Snape turned around and went back to his desk, picked up a map-like thing, rolled it up, and planned to turn around and leave here, but still ignored Ian who had been standing there all this time, just opening the door Before, I asked:

"You, you can stay here, it's not like I'm imprisoning you... It's just that you have to leave before I come back, so that I can pretend that I didn't see anything, and you won't be punished, understand? ?”

His tone was very unusual, at least, to Ian, the Snape who said this to him at this moment seemed no longer like the Professor Snape in his class, but just... like his senior exist.

He didn't know why, it happened like this.

——Up until now, from the moment I entered this place, I seemed to be in a daze.

It's like, in an ongoing game, I am just one of the chess pieces, but I am definitely not the one who manipulates the chess pieces.

But after all, he still couldn't think of any more, because he knew that a long time had passed, and if he didn't complete the one thing she asked him to do, he would definitely not be able to catch up.

He felt that no matter how powerful Snape was, it was nothing more than that—in short, a teacher like him would often have nothing to do with troublesome students like him.

"Actually, I just want to read the professor's... book..." Ian hesitated a bit, but he still said so.

This time, Snape ignored him.Instead, he opened the door, and left the place alone as if he didn't know anything, leaving only the students he was supposed to be in confinement here.

He never does.

Except today.

"what ever."

As the door was closed with a "bang", the time that had stopped flowing began to flow again.

The author has something to say: 17.1: High-energy reminder, Chapter [-] is a very perverted chapter (It’s muddy, this is the beginning of Chapter [-]...)

Moving on to the delightful Snape Teaching Diary...

And the lovely Zhengtai Ian, as a member of the Death Squad, really fits the appearance of the primary school student that the author Miss used to be...

(Heheheheheheheh)

The menu continues to run

☆, 17.2

17.2

In the evening, in a church on the outskirts of Sistine, the long bells rang again.

In the small church, at this time of day, there will always be a lady sitting here, quietly looking at the cross in the church, but not saying anything, and will not leave here alone until the sun has completely set .

But today is a bit different. The people who came here, besides the young lady, also had a tall and handsome man from the back.

"You... come here every day to watch the sunset?"

Allen Brad suddenly held the hand of his female companion beside him in front of the church door, and asked in a soft voice.

So, she stopped following him, then turned around slowly, looking at him quietly with a gentle but blue sadness in her eyes:

"So, get well soon, and then we can hold the wedding here."

Xilea said so, smiling sweetly, like a blue iris flower, beautiful and incomparable, but still hiding some sadness that has never been told.

——"When a flower blooms, it will always fall."

Alan knew that when she said this, there seemed to be a nameless sadness lingering in her heart, but he couldn't untie that knot no matter what.

He didn't know why.

"You want to marry me that much?"

He raised her face and pressed a kiss gently on her forehead.

"If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have brought you here, my dear Mr. Brad." Xilea buried herself in his warm embrace, rubbing against each other, "...what I said was all real."

—— "Can I stay here forever."

That day, when he found her, she flung herself into his arms so weakly and broke down in tears when he found her alone and lost her way on the streets of London.

The compassion that had not been touched for a long time collapsed at that moment.

"Did I tell you that you are very similar to my ex-wife." Allen subconsciously squeezed Xilea's hand.

"Yeah." She nodded and closed her eyes quietly.

His ex-wife was beautiful and elegant, with azure blue eyes as bright as emeralds.

But he didn't know until she died that she was someone she had never known before.

"Leah was very good to me, I know...she never told me who she was, but I still knew. When someone was going to kill me, she tried her best to protect me, and then...that time, almost took My life, if I didn't meet Duke Adler later, I..."

"You forgot, you were unlucky to meet me later." Xilea suddenly laughed out loud, gesticulating in mid-air with her hand, "... two people who are also down and out?"

"Hileia..."

He suddenly lowered his head and looked at her in surprise, his eyes full of pity and affection.

He didn't know what she had experienced. For him, everything about her was unknown—that's why, from the first moment he saw her, he felt that she was like his ex-wife——Leah. Riddle.

"...Perhaps, God let me see you to give me a redemption."

"..."

After hearing what he said, Xilea's smile suddenly froze on her lips.

It seems to be so unnatural, but I can't tell what went wrong.

"You said that...remind me that a little girl said that to herself a long time ago."

——I'll take all the blame this time.

"She has a person she likes very much and is destined to be, but that person likes another person who doesn't love him."

"You're making it sound like a hilarious comedy," Allen laughed, "...and then?"

Xilea glanced at him helplessly, as if telling him with her eyes that it would definitely not be a good story:

"Later, the girl died for him for his happiness. Many people didn't understand why she did this, and neither did I. Finally, I finally figured out a little bit why she did this."

"Why?" Allen was obviously a little surprised by her words, "Is there something that I can inspire you?"

"No, you have." Xilea put away all her expressions, and while holding his hand tighter, she chose to hug him tightly and stay silent in his arms.

She hasn't tried it for a long time, and having such a trace of peace in her heart can make her feel at ease.

"Love is like a wound. Even if it gets better, it will leave scars... The reason why I hate someone is because I care too much about that person, so much that I have to love... I think, even if that person No matter how bad it is, no matter how good it is, the girl will still give him all the opportunities she gets, because, for a girl, love only has one chance, and no matter how many chances, she has already... determined to choose him Just one person."

She wants him to be happy, what a strong desire this is.

The most profound magic in the world is no match for one kind: the strong obsession of human beings.

——So, once again, she will still love so much.

That is, her love.

"So... Ellen, Leah loves you very much."

——why die for him.

"Because Leah's obsession with loving you is so strong, she will die for you."

Xilea said this suddenly, thinking that Allen might be troubled by what he said, but he just smiled indifferently, leaned over and hugged her even tighter.

"But if I had known that she loved me so much, maybe, on that day...that terrible day, I could have used my own obsession with her to stand bravely in front of her and block death for her, Let her live."

——It doesn’t matter who let us know this, after all, he is still such a cowardly person towards love.

"Sileia, the past is in the past."

Allen put his forehead against her temples, and stroked her cheek, "...you are right, we are all--the same down-and-out people,"

He once wanted to stay with his wife, but he couldn't.

"...I don't want to see you sad, I don't want to see you alone, I don't want you to go back to that day - crying in the streets of London, I don't want to..."

He didn't know whether there would be a long parting after the days of loving each other.

But he only knew that at this moment, she needed him—to be with her, to face something she never told him, but he knew she couldn't face it alone.

That was his choice, and he chose to cherish it again.

"Try it with me and overcome the invincible... obsession with the past."

"...Thank you, Ellen."

Her eye sockets gradually turned red, and tears filled the eye sockets. With a salty and warm feeling, they slid down her cheeks and splashed on his hands.

It's been a long time since anyone said anything like this to her.

Maybe, she can really let it go.

—that heavy-hearted secret, story, prophecy, past.

In exchange for that, calm, rest in peace.

"Okay, Miss Xilea, you can't go back anymore."

Alan hugged her heartlessly and laughed, against the soft sunset, he looked so tall and gentle - it was not at all obvious that he was actually seriously ill, and it was just a matter of coming out with Xilea this time. Force yourself:

"I know, you've always been strong, huh?"

——So, I like you.

"...Okay, I'm tired of listening to you talking too much," Xilea sniffed, wiped her tears, and said angrily, "It's getting late, we have to go back quickly, you have to go to bed early at night, Dr. Brown will call on you tomorrow."

Of course, there is another reason. She still has something to do tonight, and she needs to leave home to go to a distant place, and she probably won't be able to come back.

But Allen didn't intend to disobey her advice because of this:

"Of order, the future Mrs. Brad." After that, he leaned over to press a sweet kiss on Xilea's lips again.

Like many times before, Xilea didn't refuse him, but just walked out of his arms after his kiss was over, and instead took his hand, and walked with him little by little along the path on the hillside from the church. Together, go back together.

Such days have always been very happy and beautiful.

Although, she suddenly realized that there is a little unreality hidden in happiness.

—No, she did see it.

Every time I talk about this, I seem to be laughing at myself. Before I met Alan, my life was meaningless for more than ten years.She never mentioned that to anyone again, because it was not something she could care about now.

For her, from the moment she was born, she made her choice again.

—Hileia Brad.

Now she doesn't want to think about these issues anymore, because she just wants to cherish the rare days in her heart-Alan's condition is getting worse, and his comatose time is getting longer and longer.She didn't know if he could still abide by the agreement between them.

Like the most ordinary people, she worries about the most ordinary things, birth, old age, sickness and death.

But I will no longer think about some happiness that I know is impossible but still strives for, like the days of wandering and wandering in the past.

"...Hey, Alan, I'm a little cold."

Xilea suddenly took the initiative to lean towards the people around her again, so Allen just took off his coat and put it on her shoulders:

"It's a bit windy at night... It seems that next time I go out with you, I have to remember to prepare a cloak for you."

"Yeah." Xilea snuggled up to him and smiled sweetly.

Finally, the night gradually cooled down.

The sky is full of bright stars, and a full moon hangs at the bottom of the night.Under the starry sky, they hold hands, and the distance from home is getting closer and closer, as if the long journey will finally come to an end, and what awaits them is only a bright and warm shore.

The author has something to say: This article is another (pseudo) joyful article about other CPs similar to 16.2...

Then, the appearance of Allen was arranged by Mr. Author, as to why he was with Xilea

Probably because everyone has companions, so why don’t you come too... QAQ ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)

The relationship between Allen and Xilea can be described as respectful to each other (look up the Chinese dictionary when you have time...)

Of course, whether it is Muggles or the wizarding world, people’s hearts are actually immeasurable, and feelings are also immeasurable, so... (so it’s spoiler)

☆, 17.3

17.3

The Forbidden Forest on a full moon night is always full of temptation.

"Miss Xilea..."

Ian ran out of the castle panting, and used the magic Xilea told him to avoid the sight of the night watchmen, and then sneaked to the Forbidden Forest.