[Comprehensive Yingmei] Pengwen walks readers

Pig's Head Bar.

Lily didn't know why Ms. Arsenal would meet them in such a dilapidated bar, and Snape didn't seem to want to talk to that black curly-haired lady, as if he really came to accompany Lily for emotional counseling .

They were sitting around a dirty round wooden table in the bar. Both Lily and Miss Arsenal were reluctant to put their elbows on the table, which looked gray—of course, this could also be the one above The thin layer of oil stained with dust gives them the illusion.

"What do you want to drink?" The boss with gray hair and beard supported the counter with his hands and asked them impatiently, wiping back and forth with a rag that was so dirty that no color could be seen.

Miss Arsenal was not in a hurry to speak, but looked at them inquiringly.Snape said, "No wine." Lily nodded approvingly, then looked at Miss Arsenal.

"Three glasses of Kaman orange sparkling water," Miss Arsenal said.

The boss said sharply: "No! There is no such thing!"

Miss Arsenal was clearly taking a deep breath.

"And what do you have?" she asked as gently as possible.

"Butterbeer and Firewhiskey, mead, and vodka," the boss reported deadpan, "and ice water."

"Ice water," said Miss Arsenal first.

Snape gave her a strange look, Lily tugged at Snape's sleeve, and said, "Then I... try butter beer, I heard it's non-alcoholic."

"Me too," Snape said.

Lily then said to her boss, "Two butterbeers and a glass of ice water."

The proprietor muttered what he was talking about, and brought them two bottles of butterbeer—the glass bottles slammed on the wooden table, kicking up a little cloud of dust.Miss Arsenal glanced at the boss with some emotion - the boss didn't even bring them a bottle opener.She took out her wand, muttered a spell over the two glasses of beer, and the caps popped onto the table.

After the boss put down the drinks for them, he didn't return to the counter immediately, but walked into the darker store, where there was almost no light, and something moved in the shadows.

"We don't allow you to sit without ordering alone," he said. "You have to order something."

Lily didn't notice anyone inside at all before, she glanced into the depths of the shop in surprise, Snape said flatly: "The customers of the Pig's Head Bar come from a variety of sources."

It means that it is not surprising that there are any weirdos here-this is why they choose to do emotional counseling here.

The boss turned back to the counter, stooped down to take out a bottle of Fire Whiskey from the bottom, and walked into the dimly lit shop.

"Well, Miss Nana, can I ask a question?" Lily asked hesitantly, "You... aren't you an adult yet, why don't you drink?"

Miss Arsenal smiled.

"I'm allergic to alcohol." She said, her tone unquestionable, as if warning "stop here", "Now that the drinks are here, we can start consulting."

The dark customer in the shop moved a bit.

A little further away beside the dark guests, a mass of air was slightly disturbed.

【"Chelsea is allergic to alcohol?" by a curly-haired little boy who looks good in glasses

"No, she's not." by a little girl with blond hair

"Then why doesn't she drink? Afraid she won't be able to control herself to tell the truth when she's drunk?" by a little boy with big caramel eyes

"When a person is drunk and cannot control himself, he may forget to replenish the compound soup." by a young boy with blond hair and blue eyes and a righteous face

"Yes, drinking is not good. Last time the doctor drank too much and almost turned green." by a little girl with red hair

"...QwQ" by a young boy with a doctor who is still maliciously acting cute

"I want to try mead..." by suddenly went to pull the blond Xiao Zhuang of a black-haired boy

"Shut up, stop chatting! I used magic to keep others from paying attention to our bodies, and I didn't completely block the voice! If you want to talk, keep your voice down!!!" by a violent little boy with black hair and green eyes, "Thor, let go! "

"Hey." by other people, "Give me a sigh of relief."】

The dark guest looked at the strange group, then shook his head, and continued to look at the three people sitting under the light.

alcohol allergy...

Ha, alcohol allergy.

"Then did you say it one by one?" Miss Arsenal clasped her hands together and placed them on her lap, "I remember this Mr. Snape won the lottery?"

"Yes, but I pass the chance on to her," Snape said.

Arsenal looked at Lily: "Okay, but don't you really need to consult? I can consult again for you."

Snape hesitated.

"Actually, you don't need to do this." Lily whispered, "You don't need to transfer it to me..."

"No, it's useless for me to keep it." Snape seemed determined, "I'll transfer it to you. But today...after you finish speaking, I want to have a consultation."

Miss Arsenal didn't look surprised, or particularly happy.The expression on her face can be called negative: "Okay. Then this lady will come first...how do you call her?"

"Lily Evans," Lily said.

Miss Arsenal looked at Snape: "Miss Evans, do you mind if Mr. Snape is present when you are doing emotional counseling?"

Lily hesitated for a moment, then said, "Uh, yes, I mean...Sev, would you like to...go for a walk?"

Without another word, Snape gathered his collar in silence and walked out.

Looking at Snape's back, Miss Arsenal felt a familiar feeling in her heart.This kind of emotion has surged up many times, and every time it pushes her further and further on the road of admiration.But now she found that this feeling should not be a driving force at all.

It's a form of sympathy.

A kind of pain that can't be loved, that makes every inch of her skin scream and every drop of blood cry, and empathizes with her pain.

She was too familiar with Snape's hopeless love, so she sympathized, so she took this feeling as liking.

But who is she not in love with?

Lily's emotional problems were guessed by Chelsea before.It's nothing more than how to maintain friendship in a hostile college, how to continue to be friends with boys who like me, and how to reject boys who like me and are a bit annoying.

The emotional advice provided by Natasha and Tony came in handy. Chelsea listened absent-mindedly and answered absent-mindedly, feeling much less disgusted with Lily in her heart.

Maybe it was because I suddenly figured it out, and also because Lily was not the kind of annoying girl in the first place, Chelsea also treated her kindly in the end, and the two ended the emotional consultation happily.

Snape returned to the bar with the chill outside, Lily quickly sat him down and planned to go out by himself.Snape called her back, saying he knew of a spell that could make people inaudible.

Chelsea: Then why didn't you say it earlier.

Lily had the same reaction—Snape insisted that he just wanted to go out for a walk, and it wasn't a reason for "suddenly forgetting" because he was not a Slytherin at all.

Mr. Che: Slytherin has made you lose all face.

So Snape tried a "shut your ears" to Lily.Lily started to read the book she brought (you see, this is a top student), and Snape pondered for a long time before speaking:

"I like a girl."

Chelsea: I know. (Indifference.jpg)

"I...have liked her for a long, long time."

A month ago, Chelsea would have been heartbroken to hear this.

But after seeing that milky white soul, she suddenly figured out a lot of things, such as why she likes Snape.She suddenly couldn't figure out many things, such as whether she had experienced any similar feelings before.

"But I'm not good enough for her. She's so shining, and I'm just a dark person in the corner..."

[But I am not good enough for him.He is so good, he is the light itself.And I am just someone in the shadow who is destined to be rejected by him...]

"I may never give up, because this has been my support for the past few years. But my heart still hurts. I know it's good to give up, but I still can't let go."

【How can I give up, even if I only have it for a while... Embracing the sun will certainly burn me, and even make me gasp, but how can I let go? 】

"...I see. I will, try to understand myself."

She spoke pale words, trying to forgive the boy who was "sick and pitiful" with her.But she herself knew what he might think.

【I see.I knew I was hopeless.He is the antidote, how strange, the poison itself is also the antidote... because it is addictive. 】

Inexplicable, the feeling that poured into my heart was inexplicable.Those fragmented memories and sentences that did not belong to her disturbed her.Whose memories, whose feelings, whose monologue?

Not her, never hers, such a humble and twisted love, not Chelsea at all.

Chelsea is a proud and upright little princess, a "Lady" who throws roses at the bottom of the steps, holds her head up and waits for the knight to pick them up and kiss her hands.Instead of a flower girl wandering around street corners clutching a single iris.

Chelsea was distraught.

Snape and Lily were gone, got what they wanted to hear.Lily gets advice, Snape gets encouragement.It's hard to say whether it worked or not, at least the whole meeting took place under somewhat awkward circumstances, and it ended well, which is something Chelsea can be proud of.

Although the goal of capturing Snape was not achieved...

But giving up is also a kind of ending, right(?).

Chelsea breathed a sigh of relief as he sat in his seat, and took a sip of the ice water he hadn't drunk before.

"Hello." A polite voice sounded, "Excuse me, have you seen a girl, 12 years old, about this tall. Black hair, amber eyes, very beautiful."

"No." The boss said roughly.

Chelsea and the Avengers gossip team hiding in the corner (Rocky: How many times have I said that I am not in the Avengers!) trembled at the same time.

Avengers: Fuck, this guy was sitting here drinking whiskey just now, how did he teleport over there?

Chelsea: Fuck that sounds like my dad!

"Thank you," said the giant Voldemort man—actually, let's admit it, this is Voldemort who has slightly neglected his appearance. "Ah, where's the lady over there, have you seen it?"

It turns out that Father Fu really knows how to monitor the wand!I found them all! ! !

"Can you show us Voldemort's face?" Natasha poked Loki.

"Of course," said Loki, "and don't touch me!"

As the curse of neglect was lifted, the Fulian gossip team all gasped.

Wow.

They knew why Voldemort had been so popular in the past.

...They also know why Loki is not worried about being beaten to death as a villain.

Naturally handsome, too cheap.

Especially, a mature man who is handsome and charming.

No one can stop his charm.

...oh, except for Thor.

【My younger brother is the best looking villain.jpg】

"Are you the gold medal emotional counselor who came back from France, Arsina Tonham?"

Voldemort asked politely, and Chelsea responded with courage:

"I'm."

"Can I receive emotional counseling now?" He asked with a smile, "I will pay 100 Galleons."

Chelsea quickly opened the chair for Voldemort: Come on, tell me.

Voldemort sat down, crossed his fingers, and pondered for a long time.

"I once, loved a girl..."

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