HP One More Chance.

in.

In his hand, what he was holding was a necklace of aqua blue gemstones.

Like the tears of a mermaid, cold to the bone.

"Ian,"

Following the sound of the reply, a man in a black cloak slowly came out of the darkness of the appointed place, and then, stretched out his clean arms, he welcomed the young man happily, "...I'm so glad you Still did it."

"Of course, I promised Miss Xilea, I can do it."

"Well," Xilea slowly took off her hood, squatted down in front of the boy, and showed a peaceful smile under the moonlight, "...so, thank you."

She rubbed the boy's soft hair affectionately with her hands, and continued to smile so gently.

Although it was just a simple thank you and an ordinary smile, Ian still felt very happy.He has always liked Xilea very much. From the time he met her, she was the only adult around him who did not object to his constant mischief.

Xilea once said to him, "You are a good boy. Although you are mischievous, your nature is not bad...at least, you are not the most disobedient person I have ever met. He also likes troublemakers."

She would always tell him a lot, including before coming to Hogwarts, she also taught him a lot about the school of wizardry, and some things that others seemed to be unable to understand - she likes to call it "cute magic". Some incantations for:

"Say it silently in your heart, try it..."

With a wave of her finger, a bone china cup in front of her drifted safely from the distant table into her hand.

As for the specific practice, although it was not that successful - just look at the scenes where Snape's classroom was destroyed again and again, but he always felt that he was actually pretty good.

So, Xilea trusted him, and he trusted her.

"...Miss Xilea, with this, you can save the person you like?"

In the somewhat silent atmosphere, Ian suddenly hesitatingly asked this sentence.

He had also heard from his sister Elena that his father's friend, Professor Brad, was actually Xilea's fiancé.

--"what?!"

Although when I heard it for the first time, I felt very uncomfortable in my heart-of course, I obviously like Xilea, but now, it's like being robbed of love by a knife.

However, he also knew that in Xilea's eyes, he might just be a child with a milky smell.

"Miss Shilea, do I still look like a child?" He asked with his head drooping.

"Fool, who didn't grow up from a child to become an adult." Xilea patted his head, obviously laughing at his sudden strange idea.

——Sure enough, no matter what he did for her, he still couldn't compare to that Professor Brad.

But even so, every time Xilea asked him to do something, he couldn't refuse anyway.

Just like it is now.

"Save the person I like?" Xilea looked at him in surprise, smiled wryly, and there was something indescribable in her eyes, "...Yeah, save the person I like...Ian...you know? "

"I... I... don't know anything! Everything..." Ian suddenly shook his head embarrassingly, "Really, I swear."

"It's okay, idiot." Xilea could see that he was actually nervous, so the weird expression on his face returned to the original gentleness, "It's okay, even if it's like this, I still like Ian very much .”

"Really?"

After hearing what she said, Ian immediately stared into her eyes like a child who was forgiven for doing something wrong, "Miss Xilea, I..."

However, before she finished speaking, Xilea suddenly changed her face and covered his mouth with her hands.

"...Shh, wait..."

She spoke in such a low voice in his ear, at the same time, her eyes had shifted to the surroundings, and she began to observe all the movements around her.

She suddenly heard something strange, not far away.

It was a sound that did not belong in this quiet place.

— Dangerous signal.

Ming Rui's insight was brought up in an instant, and every cell in the body became vigilant.After gesturing to Ian to keep quiet, she stood up slowly, then pulled out her wand from her bosom, and put the hood back on.

Ian was a little stunned, but he knew that he must not make any noise now, because it always felt like something was about to happen.

He watched Xilea start to walk farther and farther in small steps, and then carefully searched for something in the surrounding area, or checked to see if there was anything nearby.

But he doesn't have the ability to see all directions like Xilea.

In the air, there seemed to be a vague smell of blood, gradually wafting towards his nostrils.Everything was shrouded in a strange feeling, moreover, it was indescribably weird, and he didn't even know what this breath represented.

"Shiley..."

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and when he was about to blurt out to stop Xilea who was walking farther and farther ahead, he only felt a sharp pain in his back, and his mouth was immediately covered, and he lost all consciousness in an instant, only Feeling like you should be down before going completely unconscious

on the ground.

Xilea turned around immediately like a conditioned reflex, but unfortunately, it was still a step late.

"Ian!"

She didn't care about anything, and immediately ran in the original direction. When she got close to the boy who fell in the grass, a pungent bloody smell came straight to her.

She reacted almost instantly, this is...

— Yin Corpse.

That horrible and unconscious monster.

How could it appear here? !

She knelt down, trying to protect Ian who was lying on the ground and bleeding non-stop - his back was scratched by the Yin Corpse and had a large wound, and the dark red blood was bleeding all the time. scarlet.

But there were more and more ghosts in front of her, and they were pressing in a circle in her direction, which made her stunned in place, and even the hand holding the wand trembled involuntarily.

"……I……"

"Get out of the way!"

With a roar, raging flames rolled towards the corpses from behind her.

——It was an unfamiliar voice that was once familiar.

The author has something to say: It took two chapters to write something that doesn't matter, and finally, the next chapter begins... (Hey wait, chapter 17 is not over yet!!!)

(I feel the malice from Miss Author... I wrote these things purely to make up the number of words... It's not professional at all, okay...)

Since the following is a vulgar hero saving the beauty plot, needless to say (hey, hey, wait, why is it suddenly TVB again...)

_(:з」∠)_I look forward to it (no wonder)~~~~

To make a little digression, because the author’s husband criticized the author’s dressing style as really weird, so the author went to buy two sets of clothes again on the weekend (in fact, she bought more food, so now the author is in University is to go to school every day, stay in the laboratory, research, write reports, go back to the dormitory, eat, eat, eat, write... sleep)

☆, 18.1

18.1

She doesn't like this place.

Even though, everyone who has studied at Hogwarts knows that after taking potions, there is one place that is impossible not to know-the cellar.In that magical place, at some inexplicable time, some amazing things happened.

So, she doesn't like it even more.

Although there used to be a person who liked it very much when others hated it as cold and scary.

"Okay, is it better?"

Snape knelt down in front of her, took her arm lightly, rolled up her sleeves familiarly, and carefully looked at every scrape mark on her forearm just now.

In fact, after the night of terror just now - a steady stream of corpses approaching her and Ian, in the process of fleeing for her life and attacking and resisting, she was bruised all over her body and even twisted her foot.

Very embarrassed.

—Fortunately, he came.

"Do you still feel pain?" Seeing that she had been silent, he raised his head and asked persistently.

She was reluctant but had to shake her head to show that she had heard him.

Her hands were very cold, as if they had been soaked in ice water all the time, and for this reason, even if she was injured, the speed at which blood would flow out was always limited.The pale skin has almost no blood color, like a doll with a high degree of simulation.

"...I'm fine, thank you..."

Xilea seemed to be afraid of being touched by him, and even after being glanced at by him, she would make a fuss and immediately withdraw her hand as a conditioned reflex, turning her head to avoid every inch of his sight.

But Snape didn't intend to give up, on the contrary, he was surprisingly polite and natural:

"Miss Xilea, I think I need to..."

——He actually cared about her restraint in front of him.

It was an alienation, a growing, growing alienation.

"Okay, you don't need it."

Seeing that there was no way to hide anymore, she simply put one hand in front of him, and interrupted him abruptly in such a stubborn tone: "Thank you for tonight's matter, but I think... I should leave here. "

Indeed, if Severus Snape hadn't rushed to the Forbidden Forest tonight, she and Ian would have died together.

What happened tonight was destined to be a sudden nightmare.

She was really scared.

However, this should not be the reason why she should continue to stay here.

"Hileia..."

"...I don't know you, Mr. Snape."

Her face became a little ugly, but it was definitely not because of her injury, but because she really felt uncomfortable in her heart.So, she indifferently shook off his hand that came up to hold her:

"I'm grateful for everything you've done for me and Ian tonight, and for healing me, but, I have to go...for Hogwarts, I...I'm just a...invasion By……"

——This place, for some reason, she felt very resistant, she felt very cramped.

She felt very uncomfortable.

Everything is the same as an intruder.

"As for Ian's matter... I can't take him away right now, and your school will not allow it, so... Please, take care of him... Anyway, I will go back and explain what happened today to his parents Everything, and you, just need to ensure that his injury is not serious..."

— that's all.

She didn't want to catch her breath, and she finished speaking neatly. After she finished speaking, she stood up and picked up the black cloak she had just thrown on the chair randomly by the other party. She planned to leave this place without looking back, and walked straight to the door of the cellar.

That would have been a perfectly normal move: she was leaving.

However, Snape turned and grabbed her.

——As she expected.

"Mr Snape, please let go..."

She turned her head and stared at his clenched hand in displeasure, "...please let go..."

"..." He was unmoved at all.

"...Let go!" She raised her voice and shouted again, and began to retract her hands vigorously.

"If I say I won't let it go."

He suddenly used more strength to try to pull her to his side, but unfortunately because of her fierce resistance, he failed.

The skin on each other's hands gradually turned red.

"Let go..." she ordered coldly.

"Really," he said in a hoarse voice, maybe it was a question, but he didn't intend to allow the other party to answer, "Then how long are you going to stay in this fake body like this..."

——The fake body.

This should have been a meaningless sentence, but because of the existence of the other party and this awkward time, it all suddenly became meaningful.

All the unknowns became very interesting.

"I think our meeting can end with more than just saying hello, Miss Xilea."

Like, he had imagined, all kinds of images of reuniting with someone.

This is meaningless at first, after all, fantasy will not become reality, but, once... reality becomes like fantasy, then, that is...

"what are you saying?"

Xilea suddenly turned her head, looked at him suspiciously, and sneered abruptly, "I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Snape."

"Then what is this?"

As soon as the words were finished, Snape reached out his hand a little offensively from the pocket of her dress, and took out something similarly cold without even thinking about it, and held it in his palm.

The unique touch and corners of gemstones stung his hand, and at the same time, her heart sank suddenly, as if she had been poured into a lump of lead.

"Do you know what this is..."

He suddenly picked up the thing in the palm of his hand - a beautiful necklace, looking at her with some sadness through the ice-blue gemstone, and continued to "cooperate" with her, for every wonderful performance she performed in the drama round lie:

"Don't you really think so naively that you can rely solely on that useless—my student tonight to seamlessly...get back something like this from me?"

——If I didn't let go on purpose, you think.

He meant it so plainly.

She stole that very important necklace from him.

—that was hers.

But she doesn't recognize:

"Aren't you thinking too much, Mr. Snape, that's totally impossible."

- What do you think you can do.

"Then what is possible, I ask you, Miss Shilea..."

The words entered the wood, as if the carving knife had already begun to create scars on the heart, allowing it to flow out gurgling bright red blood.

"I don't know what this is..." Xilea continued to smile innocently, but her eyes became more and more disgusted and guarded, so she involuntarily retreated step by step behind her, "What on earth do you want to do? "

"Then why don't you ask, what did I plan to do to Alan Brad tonight?"

That name, the first one mentioned between them.

When he said that name, she was instantly taken off all defenses and had nothing left.

— Allen.

The conversation between each other suddenly fell into silence.

"……In the end what you want……"

She subconsciously clenched the thing hidden behind her—she was used to the aspen wand that she hadn't used here for a long time, "...what else can you do..."

"what else can I do?"

- A good sentence "what else can you do".

Snape suddenly shook her hand away angrily, smiled at her disdainfully, and asked, "What else can I do... yes, even if I see you, what else can I do... ...Kill Alan Brad? Or, here, kill you first."

When he said the last few words, he had already started to approach Xilea, who was about to retreat to the corner, step by step.The malice originally hidden in his eyes became more and more obvious, as if the anger had long been hidden in his consciousness, as long as she dared to touch that fatal switch, the original peaceful scene would be wiped out.

He hadn't intended it to be this way.

If she firmly refused to admit it, he didn't intend to force her.

——But you actually asked me what else I could do to you.

After waiting day after day, it turned out that everything was just such an answer.

——Since when did the dialogue between me and you become so strong instead of fighting to the death and dying?

"is it necessary?"

Her rejection, her departure, her indifference.

— But what about the answer?

She never gave him an answer.

Snape picked up the necklace in his hand, and when she was still reluctant, he simply put it on Shilea himself.Although she was forced to the corner at this moment like a snake with reversed scales, restless, but due to her injuries and strength, she had no way to make any big moves against him immediately.

She knew very well that even if she opened her mouth and chanted the spell, it would not be useful to the person in front of her who was as crazy as herself, because the details of each other had been known for a long time, and no one could hide it from the other.

"Why, don't you like it?"

When he said these words, he and she met eyes that were equally full of anger and rupture, but at the moment they looked at each other, from her flowing blue pupils, he already knew that she was not May not remember all his secrets.

—that was all about her.

secret.

All the memories of the past flooded into her mind, including all of him in front of her.The moment the necklace came back to her, after Snape uttered something, she froze for a moment, her body couldn't help trembling slightly, her face was expressionless, but her eyes were filled with mist and ashes.

……

【"Hey, Severus, do you have someone you like?"

He suddenly felt a little helpless.

"..."

He subconsciously clenched her hand and remained silent.

"Why, don't you want to answer?"

She turned her head with a wry smile and looked at his side face carefully.

His expression was always so indifferent.

"You always do, Severus."

She sighed, and continued: "...It doesn't matter if you don't answer, I know." Eyes suddenly turned red, "If, I didn't just meet you today, if you were always by my side, like today, So,"

She paused, took a deep breath and closed her eyes:

"Maybe, I've fallen in love with you."

Then she repeated it again:

"What I said was serious."

This time, he answered, in a tone that usually cannot hear emotion:

"You think too much, I don't have anyone I like." After a pause, he added, "I don't know yet, what kind of feeling it is."

"Really..." She suddenly smiled forcedly, "Don't you even like yourself?"

"Yes...so what."

"No, it's nothing, it's just." For some reason, her eyes seemed to be filled with sand, and they started to hurt again, and her nose suddenly became sore:

"...It's fine even if you hate everyone in the world, but at least you have to like yourself, because if you don't even like yourself, it will be a very bad thing..."

Her voice gradually became choked and indistinct:

"...Also, you don't always work so hard, you have to cherish your only life, and then work harder to find the person you really like... You have to treat her well, miss her every day, miss her, Look at her, and then, my heart will warm up and won't be always cold..."

"What are you talking about again?" He actually laughed, looking confused for a moment, "I'm not used to saying things that care about others, so don't say them, I'd rather you just yell at me than say these things .”

"But I said... what I said is serious, you must remember it well, because..."

She felt that there was no way to continue speaking, so she suddenly broke free from the hand held by him, sat up from the grass, turned her head to face him, and covered her mouth with both hands, for fear that she would really cried out, and was heard by him.

...]

—Have you forgotten?

You can't forget.

【"Alice!"

He seemed to be crazy for a moment, shouted her name, and went straight to the direction where the voice came from.

"Alice!"

He had never screamed so hoarsely before.

She fell silently in his arms, and no matter how he called, she never opened her eyes again.

"Alice...Alice!"

"...Alice!"

There is no bloody and miserable scene.

She is dead.

For a moment, he hugged her and knelt by the lake as if he had lost his soul, looking down at her, tears streaming down his face.

A snow suddenly fell into the ground one after another.

"Tell me... none of this is true..."

The person in his arms suddenly disappeared and reappeared on the frozen lake.

The ice on the lake instantly disintegrated.

- Puff.

Gradually, it sank without a trace.

"Alice!"

He stood up and ran to the lake, but sat there again in a daze, watching the lake surface that had been rippling just now calm down again, his eyes were full of emptiness and despair.

"Alice!"

Without even thinking about it, he even forgot to add a floating water spell to himself, and jumped into the icy lake, desperately trying to find the bright red that fell into the water.

He kept pushing aside the lake water that was rushing back again and again in front of him, and swam down as hard as he could in one breath, until his eyes finally found something brighter than the dark blue of the lake flickering. hold onto.

—her necklace.

He grabbed the sapphire blue crystal and continued to swim deeper into the lake.

A ghostly voice began to sound, and he gradually saw her unconsciously sinking in the water.

Alice!

He swam over, hugged her tightly in the water, held her in his arms and tried to swim back to the lake.

Without breathing, she has already become as frozen as the lake water, and she will no longer struggle. Her face, which is paler than a puppet, looks so fragile and fragile in the water.

He didn't care so much, he just wanted to go upstream and bring her back to the shore.

Amidst the sound of tumbling water, apart from the whitish foam, there were fragmentary noises that settled down.He suddenly felt that the person in his arms seemed to have regained consciousness, intending to push him away and break free from his shackles.

The ghostly voice began to become clearer in the water again.

Suddenly, a dazzling blue light flashed through his eyes, and then a burst of white foam rose from the bottom of the water and surrounded him and her, everything became light and unreal.

He looked at her, the warm carcass that was still in his arms half a second ago was torn into pieces by the ups and downs of the lake at this moment, and turned into crumbled crimson roses in the foam, rolled up like snow. The petals fluttered towards the surface of the water and melted into the deep and cold lake water, leaving only a pool of blood red spreading in the water. 】

……

—that was a dream.

"That wasn't a dream," Snape stood in front of her involuntarily, watching her, "I know your purpose, but I still tell you, I don't care, I..."

— don't go.

He knew that Alice created that dream in order to let him indulge in the illusion, and let him remember deeply the fact that she was dead again, and it was irreparable.

But he, at least, this time, he really would rather sink to the bottom of the lake with her, and never run away again.

"...If it wasn't for Eve to wake me up from my dream, I would rather choose to face that cold death with you... and never wake up again..."

--did you know?

He made a choice.

That's the only option.

The pain of the past two years is like a scar that has been reopened and salt has been mercilessly sprinkled on it.

"...For a long time, didn't you want me to stay by your side?"

This time, I finally didn't let go of your hand.

"What about you, do you still want to let go of my hand?"

He murmured in her ear, the voice sad and unwilling.

【Sogethauntedbydeepemorseasdawntakesoverthedarkness】

When dawn takes the place of night;

【Ifellinlovewithyou】

I'm in love with you.

【That's all I want you out know】

"That's all I think you know."

The author has something to say: I don’t know what to say

But there is one thing I must say is our heroine.

Finally, it seems to be a real heroine

And the leading actor is still a scumbag

Which kind is there?

I don't know what else to say

Readers and friends, just beat me to death...

In fact, Shilea and Snape are the kind of entangled people in their bones.

☆、Small Theater IV

"It's time for you to 'get up'...it's time to go back to class, my respected Professor Snape."

The lazy voice spread from the faint morning light, like the whisper of an elf, but with helpless connivance and full of smiles, making people more intoxicated in such a mellow morning.

Today will probably be a sunny day.Alice thought incredulously.

but.

—You guy was up all night making potions again last night, right? !

"...People who don't even go back to bed properly when they sleep are bastards."

Mmmmmmm.

Since she decided to move down here in the cellar to "read" (actually live here aboveboard), someone's actions are actually clearly creating good for himself, being secretly "disciplined" by another someone Opportunity.

——Look, the table is full of books, except for the pages of notes or checklists, and there are all kinds of crucibles, I

I still can't think of what you are doing, and I really owe "being disciplined by you".

It must be so, yes...it is so.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth suddenly curled into a slight arc that represented victory.

"I say you……"

"But all I know is that today is the weekend, my nagging Miss Miku."

Lifting his head from the table with sleepy eyes, Severus stopped talking at the woman who was standing opposite him with her hips on her hips and was going to nagging him.He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eye sockets wearily, as if pretending not to hear her words, searching for something on the desktop aimlessly.

"...Don't look for it, I've seen it all."

A proud smile appeared on her face, which seemed to have written the words "premeditated" a long time ago.

"Severus Snape, how many times is this?"

"If you don't count the dozens of times you didn't find out right away, this is the first time."

He stood up abruptly, left the seat where he had slept on his stomach for several hours, took three steps forward, turned around and came behind Alice, stretched out his left hand in a lightning-fast movement, and grabbed it. She had been hiding the handwritten notebook tightly behind her back, and her right hand grasped her creamy forearm familiarly, grabbing her.

"I said, today is the weekend, you don't need to come to me so early to say hello to me."

His eyes suddenly became sharp, and he still refused to let go of her who was already angry.

Thanks to her purposely whispering in his ear early in the morning, this wiped away the last trace of tiredness.The current him, to be precise, he was woken up by her, very energetic and planning to play an interesting "wits" game with her.

She didn't know that the things written in his thin notebook had been flipped through several nights until the early hours of this morning... Of course, she couldn't let her know about those things to put it bluntly.

Absolutely not.

If she had been a stupid person all along, he wouldn't have minded her doing to him these unreasonable, in his own eyes, utterly unforgivable and intolerable things, including fumbling through his notebook. It doesn't matter if it's rotten.

But she happens to be too smart.

— the "damn"... oh, woman.

Then.

"'Good Morning' ends here, I'm hungry so..."

"Even if you starve to death, I won't bring breakfast to you!"

Alice was furious all of a sudden, a presumptuous blush climbed up her fair cheeks in an instant, "...so like to stay up all night to take my own body

If you don’t want to toss your body, you can just drink the potion you made yourself! "

She didn't know where the brute force came from, and she suddenly shook off his hand that was holding onto her arm, without looking at it or even caring that her forearm was inadvertently swollen and swollen by his right hand with the same force. Turning her head and stomping her feet, she strode away towards him, resolutely ignoring him even if she looked back at him more.

"Hey."

He watched her clumsily breaking out of his control and leaving him, until the aqua-blue dress completely disappeared at the end of Shangzi's cold cellar—the door was closed all year round. The door opened, and then closed firmly with a "bang".

"You really take it as a habit to get angry without asking the reason, and take it as your glory to be able to make trouble for no reason...every day..."

——Did I pamper you before you died, or did I spoil you again after you came back to life?

"Hey! I heard it!"

Suddenly, the door of the cellar was opened again, and Alice shouted from inside, "If you want me to die again, I don't mind helping you! You don't need to do it, I can do it myself." Already!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

He knew that it was Alice who was angry with him, "...Alice, open the door quickly, hey...come out..."

"Hmph!" But his lovely Miss Miku was never quite what he wanted, "... bastard Severus!"

Severus couldn't see it, but on the other side of the door, Alice was rolling around on the bed with his quilt in her arms, her eyes were red, and she looked like she was about to cry.

--Bastard.

"...It's fine if you forget my birthday, and it's fine if you don't sleep with me at night, but you actually..."

Alice muttered, but her throat had already unknowingly choked up.She simply buried her head in the soft pillow, and continued to get angry by herself, rolling around.

After a while, she found that the knock on the door had disappeared completely.

Now, she was even angrier.

—Severus Snape!Don't even coax your wife to take the time to knock on the door and beg for an apology!

"How stupid are you idiot... so bad... woooo..."

But no matter what, now, she can only beat Severus' bed, and beat hard, anyway, she is almost blind from crying, she is very angry, so what!

"Okay...My dear Miss Miku, can you please stop your violence."

I don't know when, when Alice felt that her hand that was beating his pillow vigorously was actually held tightly by another person, preventing her from venting on his bed, she opened her eyes. With teary eyes, she stared miserably at the chest that was less than ten centimeters away in front of her.

She was right, it was really someone's chest.

"you!"

Alice was about to yell again. She struggled to break free, but her hands had already been clenched into fists and someone's big hand was tightly grasping her. She couldn't help but continue to mess around.

"...I said, you can't listen to me quietly and calmly, and finish what I want to tell you, and then think about...do you want to be angry with me, a big villain?"

Severus looked helpless but held back a smile and looked at her who was about to smash things when she was so angry, his eyes were full of pity, and he stretched out his hand to gently wipe away her tears, and then stamped a smile on her forehead. kiss.

"Alice, today is May [-]th, I won't forget it."

"Severus..." Alice looked up at him, sobbing, but couldn't speak anymore.

"Fool, you come with me."

After all, Severus pulled Alice up from the bed, and led her by the hand from the bedroom to the other door in the cellar.

That door was still a wall before today, and there should be nothing on it.

"This...how is this..." Alice looked at Severus suspiciously, but the other party just responded with a deliberate smile.

"Go open it yourself and see what's inside."

Severus let go of her grip and followed her to the door, opening it slowly.like waiting for her to open it herself