Harder Aurora

raised eyebrows.

Charles pouted his lips slightly, and looked up at Connor after a while, "Do you think it's necessary for the following Potter to be suspended?"

☆, attacking poisonous snake

There was a strange silence in the air, and after a while Connor plucked up the courage to ask, "What method do you have?"

"That's not the point." Charles lay back on his stomach again, lazily watching the training on the court. "The main thing is to shut up Sterling."

"Does that have anything to do with Porter being suspended?"

Charles didn't answer, and continued to talk to himself, "Will this be too cruel to Potter?"

Connor's back shivered slightly, and he remembered the expressionless expression on Walker's face when he pushed him to a duel with Potter in the first grade.

After thinking for a while, he said carefully, "As long as no one knows who wrote it, then there seems to be nothing wrong with it."

"Your owl, can I borrow it?" Charles said softly.

A circle of third-year Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs surrounded Hagrid's pumpkin field. A few Hippogriffs with shiny silver feathers were pacing leisurely, and the students were chirping and discussing These dangerous magical animals.

"You must be very careful, hippogriffs are fierce, and you must be polite when dealing with them." Hagrid said gruffly as the years passed and his bushy beard began to turn gray. Several of them are descendants of Buckbeak—oh, the one I raised more than ten years ago, and he scratched a student at that time..." Hagrid suddenly stopped talking as if remembering something, but No student found out.

A daring Gryffindor boy had managed to touch the head of a hippogriff, and Hagrid couldn't help applauding, "Well done! Ten points for Gryffindor!"

After helping a few students touch the feathers of these magical animals, Hagrid reluctantly announced the dismissal of get out of class, settled Buckbeak's offspring, and walked back to his hut with heavy steps.

But the man standing in front of the hut stunned him into place.

Charles held Connor's owl—Audrin, the owl that was fine yesterday was now injured in its wings, shivering in a ball in the boy's arms.Charles heard the movement behind him, turned around and said, "Professor, I need help."

"Oh!" Hagrid blinked his round eyes and came back to his senses, "Are you—"

"Walker, a second-year Slytherin."

"Yeah, you're that Slytherin's first Muggle...I'm sorry," Hagrid chuckled a little, "what's the problem? Oh—that little thing you're holding, is she hurt?"

Charles stroked Audlin's fluffy feathers heartbroken, "Yes, Professor. This is Audlin. I found her wing injured today. I remembered that Egbert said that an injured owl can seek your help... "

"Yes, that Ravenclaw child—show me, poor Audrin, does it hurt?" Hagrid took Audrin with a heartbroken heart, carried him into the hut, put it on the table, and carefully checked .

Charles immediately found another owl that had been bandaged and was sleeping in a nest made of flannel. "Is he Dora from Egbert?"

"Yes," Hagrid focused on examining Audrin's injuries while talking to Charles, "Dora was bitten by a poisonous snake, and the little thing almost died when it was brought over. Fortunately, the snake shouldn't be too big. , so the wound was not deep, and it was finally saved." He sniffed his nose twice, almost crying.

Charles' eyes widened in shock, "Oh my God, there are such dangerous creatures in the school."

Hagrid sighed heavily, "The outside world is so dangerous, and wild animals like Hogwarts as a safe place. Egbert said that Dora was bitten in the boys' bathroom next to the Ravenclaw dormitory. Dora was chasing a mouse at that time..."

"It's really too dangerous to be so close to the student's dormitory." Charles sighed.

Hagrid finally finished the inspection, took out a sticky ointment and began to apply medicine to Aldrin, "Aldrin's wing seems to be injured by something, it looks serious, but it should be fine the day after tomorrow. Don't mind If so, let her rest here for a few more days."

"Okay, thank you, Professor."

Tomorrow is the first Quidditch match of this semester, and Gryffindor and Ravenclaws have entered a tense state of stress. In just a few days, the number of fights between these two colleges is far higher For Gryffindor and Slytherin.Especially when someone was talking about Quidditch, the surrounding air pressure would instantly drop, and then Hufflepuffs and Slytherins would quickly flee the scene, leaving the venue for the performances of the two houses that were about to fight.

Of course, the team members are absolutely not allowed to participate in any battle, even though they are the center of the vortex.

Adrian placed two plates of steak in front of him, frantically replenishing his energy, "James, you haven't said anything to Albus these days, right? Ravenclaw must never know our strategy."

James rubbed his hands excitedly, "It's hard for us to spend time together as soon as school starts, but I have seen Albus and their captain Smith discussing something for a few times, it must be a fierce battle."

"Here we come." Adrian narrowed his eyes.

Rarely, Albus didn't hold a stack of books, but walked and talked to a very tall and strong Ravenclaw, who was probably Ravenclaw's captain Smith.

"It seems that they also put the treasure on the Seeker." Evan said nervously.

"Fortunately, we are prepared." The two cousins, Adrian and Evan, high-fived each other.

At this moment, a person came rushing in suddenly. He was wearing a Slytherin academic robe, but James didn't recognize him, probably a senior senior.

"Professor Snape!" He ran towards Snape in the teacher's seat in panic. Snape frowned and stood up slowly.

"Oleg, don't panic, you're not a troll." Head Slytherin said with a straight face.

The Slytherin boy managed to calm himself down a bit, and gasped, "Sterling... something happened to Sterling!"

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, Snape frowned even more tightly, he grabbed the boy's wrist with all his strength, it was covered with sticky black and red blood.

"What's going on?" He gritted his teeth.

"Sterling and I are in the same dormitory. I didn't see him all morning, so I went back to the dormitory to see if he was there." He trembled in horror. Blood."

Snape's face became even uglier, and he strode away from the students towards the door. Everyone in the auditorium was too frightened to speak.

Oleg said tremblingly, "He has been sent to the medical wing."

Snape was a little relieved now.

"But we all saw a red and black snake escape from the dormitory, and with the color of blood, Sterling probably was attacked by that snake."

Suddenly near the entrance of the auditorium, the students started screaming.

"Ah—there's a snake!"

"Be careful! It's poisonous!"

Snape drew out his wand and pointed at the venomous snake baring its teeth, but he didn't dare to use spells casually for fear of accidentally hurting the students.

James and Albus looked at each other across the air, and stood up at the same time.

Unexpectedly, seeing that the snake could not escape, it slipped through a pile of panicked feet and slid straight towards the Gryffindor table.

"Go away!" Snape yelled.

But the speed of the snake was faster, and it jumped in front of James in the blink of an eye. The surrounding Gryffindors immediately jumped away and took out their wands to point at the snake.

James and the snake stared wide-eyed. The poisonous snake didn't make any attack, but just "hissed" at James, as if talking.

Thinking of something, Snape's face was so ugly that he wanted to kill, he pushed aside the students in front of him and walked towards James.

James was too shocked to speak, no one around him could understand Snakespeak, and Albus was at another table, and the snake said something that only he could understand.

"...mission successful..."

"...What task..." James couldn't help but "hiss" and asked back, but he didn't notice that the faces of the Gryffindors around him changed drastically.

While the wizarding world knew that the Savior and his two sons were Parseltongues, seeing it in person was another matter, and the snake had just attacked a student with whom he had only recently had a feud.

Snape obviously thought of this as well, he growled in a low voice, "Go away, Potter. I don't care what communication you have had with this snake, it must stop now."

"What? I didn't have any communication with this snake!" James gasped, and he suddenly realized that everyone was suspicious.

"I didn't do anything! I was just asking her—"

"Her?" Oleg said viciously, "It seems that your communication has been quite in-depth. Potter, although Sterling quarreled with you before, it was because you threw the cake in his face first. Is it necessary to make such a prank?"

James was so angry that his face was stained pink, "If I want to punish people, why not punish Walker?"

"So you really have this idea?" a Slytherin girl said in shock.

"No!"

"Enough!" Snape yelled, and as everyone fell silent, he took a deep breath before saying, "Weasley, you go to Headmaster McGonagall. As for vipers—Hogwarts has always had a lot of animals in hiding, this one Need to find out if poor Mr Sterling happened to come across the snake."

"Professor," a gentle voice recalled, Egbert came out from behind the crowd, seemingly very embarrassed, "I saw the color of the blood, which is almost exactly the same as the color of the blood on the owl that was also attacked by a poisonous snake a few days ago. Probably the same snake."

Everyone began to whisper, and James had just breathed a sigh of relief, but Egbert added, "But Dora was attacked in the bathroom next to Ravenclaw's bedroom."

"Ravenclaw's bedroom and Slytherin's bedroom are almost separated by the entire castle!" A Slytherin, James recognized as Connor Stoke, "An immature, brightly colored poisonous snake, how did it come here?" In a short period of time, passed through the extremely complicated corridors, avoided everyone's eyes, passed through the protective magic in the Slytherin bedroom, and ran to Sterling's bed?"

James opened his mouth, he really couldn't explain anything.Just as he was about to lower his head to ask again, Snape stunned the poisonous snake one step ahead of him and sent it somewhere unknown with a levitating spell.Albus pushed aside the impenetrable crowd, bit his lower lip and stood beside his brother, "It doesn't make sense, Professor."

"Professor Snape..." Adrian stepped forward hesitantly. After Evan went to find McGonagall, he was the only Weasley left on the scene, "James—"

"Okay, McGonagall and I will check it out—but before that, I'm afraid Mr. Potter won't be able to participate in tomorrow's game. You can find someone else to replace you. Potter, follow up." He said leading the floating boat The poisonous snake strode away from the auditorium, Oleg followed closely, and the students from other colleges gradually dispersed.

Adrian was shocked, "What to do! We all believe that this is none of your business, James, but what should we do now?!"

James opened his mouth slightly, almost speechless under the extreme shock and shock, his eyes filled with tears.

Albus put his arms around his shoulders uncomfortably, "It's okay, I'll accompany you there. I can also withdraw from tomorrow's game."

"No!" James screamed, wiping his eyes and trying to calm down, but his voice was still shaking, "I don't understand, the snake suddenly told me that the mission was completed, but I didn't even know what the mission was! I wouldn't do that either!"

"I know," Albus patted him on the back reassuringly, "let's find out together, you are innocent. Professor Snape was obviously defending you just now, it's all right."

A lot of people had already gathered in the medical wing, except for Sterling, who was pale and lethargic on the hospital bed, Snape and Madam Pomfrey were concocting potions, Oleg was obediently helping, and McGonagall and Evan... Weasley stood beside the hospital bed, and what James didn't expect the most was that Harry also came.

After all, he was only a 12-year-old boy. James felt even more aggrieved when he saw Harry. He pulled out the hand tightly held by Albus and wiped his eyes carelessly.

"Father," said Albus politely, and Harry sighed, opening his hands to the twins.

James trotted a few steps and threw himself into his father's warm and safe arms. Harry caught him firmly and hugged him tightly.

Snape lifted his eyelids to look at them, and let out a barely audible snort.

"Professor, what's going on?" Harry looked at the worried McGonagall and asked softly.Although McGonagall became the headmaster of Hogwarts after the war, Harry has been unable to change the name of her.

"Severus and Evan both told me that this viper," she tapped the unconscious snake floating in mid-air with her wand, "had attacked an owl in Ravenclaw not long ago, but today But it appeared in the dormitory of the Slytherin students, attacked Mr. Basil Sterling, and then ran all the way to the auditorium to have some exchanges with James. And some students responded that James and Mr. Sterling had only met not long ago A quarrel." She kept it simple, but Harry caught her point right away.

"James won't." Harry frowned, holding his two sons firmly behind him with full protection.

"He wouldn't be in Gryffindor if he had this head." Snape said coolly in the midst of his busy schedule, "That's why Minerva decided to call you here. Now that the only three Parseltongues in the world are here, Come, Potter, and interrogate the snake."

"Recover quickly." Mag chanted the spell softly, and the poisonous snake slowly woke up.

"…Hi…" Harry hissed.

Despite years of experience and psychological preparation, Snape was still extremely uncomfortable staying away from the range where he could hear Parseltongue, and McGonagall's expression was still tense. Harry looked up and smiled at them apologetically, Snape coldly He turned his head away with a snort.

"...Mission accomplished..." Snake looked at James behind Harry and repeated the words.

James and Albus looked at each other, and Harry frowned.

"...can you hear me..."

The snake finally reacted, looking straight into Harry's eyes, "...Master, I have completed the task..."

"That's not normal," Harry muttered, turning to James and asking, "James, are you sure you've never seen this snake before?"

"No." James shook his head firmly.

Harry turned to Albus and got the same answer.

"What's the matter, did it say anything?" McGonagall said worriedly, Evan and Oleg were already petrified, and the Parseltongue was indeed creepy.

"She said that the task was completed, and only this sentence, oh, and called us master." Harry's face was very ugly.

Snape just walked back, "Master?" His face was stiff, "It's really impressive."

"So it was indeed instructed, but it wasn't from the three of you?" Snape's face became increasingly ugly, and this conjecture terrified him.

"What do you mean?" Pomfrey asked anxiously, clutching the bandage on his hand.

Harry, Snape and McGonagall exchanged glances and fell silent.

James didn't know why he suddenly thought of Alice, the snake he liked very much but died inexplicably, he said softly, "I thought of Alice, and she suddenly became strange."

"Do you remember? Alice didn't know anything, she just died of an illness," said Albus.

"Alice?" Snape asked, frowning. "And you keep a damn snake?"

"Severus." McGonagall looked at him disapprovingly.

"Yes, Alice, does she have anything to do with this incident?" Harry asked puzzled.

Albus shook his head, "Anyway, I think James is thinking too much."

"Alice was fine at first, but after being touched by Walker, she became ill, and finally died of pain." James said.

"You can't be sure if Alice was really all right - and Walker didn't actually touch Alice." Albus wearily repeated what he had said hundreds of times.

"Walker?" McGonagall frowned, "It's the one—"

"Yes, the first ever Muggle in my house," said Snape darkly. "He's a Muggle."

Evan also spoke, "If you talk about Walker, he has a bad relationship with James and Sterling."

Harry also frowned, "James, why do you think of Walker?"

"I'm not Lenovo!" He raised his voice, "I just think..."

"I don't think it can be used as an accusation," Oleg, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said. He said angrily, "You can't blame Walker just because you have a bad relationship with him. For Merlin's sake, Walker is only a second-year student. Muggles!"

"You all don't believe me!" The feeling of suffocation came up again, why didn't they believe in themselves?

Harry squatted down halfway, holding his son's tear-stained face with both hands, "I believe it's not based on feelings, we need evidence. We can say that Charles Walker really doesn't like you and Sterling very much, and we have no way of knowing what is going on in his heart. idea. But the bottom line is, he can’t, James, he can’t.”

James broke free from Harry's hand, backed away and yelled, "I've seen it all, you're covering him! Because of his hair, you want to know Walker's mother!" Turning and running.

"..." There was an eerie silence.

"What does that mean?" Harry growled.

"Well, I don't know." Albus said honestly.

Snape actually smiled, "What an eye-opener."

The disapproval in McGonagall's eyes doubled, Pomfrey coughed twice, and led Evan and Oleg, who looked miserable, to continue making potions as if nothing happened.

"James Sirius Potter!" Harry shouted, his sleeves pushed up, and he left the hospital wing aggressively.

☆、Snape's memory kill

Connor walked alone in the secluded corridor of the castle, and there was no one around.It was flying lesson time, and only a handful of students hadn't taken it, so the Slytherin lounge was quieter than ever.

But Connor knew that at this time, there would definitely be someone lazily lying on the sofa in front of the fireplace reading a book.He sighed, pulled himself together and walked in.

The firelight shone brightly on the platinum-blonde hair, and Connor admitted that the American did have golden looks.

"How did you do it?" Connor asked quietly.

The person on the sofa looked up from the book, "What did you do?"

"Potter is indeed suspended." He rubbed the soles of his shoes uneasily.

Charles didn't care, "I've said it all, that's not the point. The point is, is Sterling awake?"

"woke up."

"Hmm, are there many people in the medical wing?" Charles turned another page of the book.

Connor thought for a while, "Everyone is in class, I guess they will go there together after class is over."

"Very good," Charles looked at Connor with a smile, "Let's go together."

Sterling was lying on the hospital bed. He was really unlucky. He was about to leave the dormitory for class that day. When it was dark, he passed out.

After a drowsy night, when he wakes up, he will face the ruthless interrogation by the head of Slytherin, and the headmistress will sit aside and listen!Merlin knew how much it had done to his spirit.

After finally sending these two away, they rushed to get out of class again, the door of the medical wing was knocked open, and a bunch of Slytherins who came to visit him poured in, chattering and asking various questions.

"I've already told the dean that it happened in a matter of seconds, and I don't know anything." Sterling closed his eyes in collapse.

"Potter has been suspended, and Madam Pomfrey also said that you cannot participate in the next Quidditch match." A girl said.

Sterling opened his tired eyes in confusion, "Potter? Can the team still find a Seeker? In such a short time, there is no time to train another Seeker!"

The Slytherins began to answer his questions, and the door to the hospital wing was pushed open again.

"Charles!" Dominic said happily, "I thought you were going to spend half a day on the sofa again!"

Sterling sneered slightly in disdain, and the senior Slytherins didn't speak either.

Charles was holding a box of exquisitely packaged chocolates, and Connor was holding two apples, and it looked like he was here to express condolences.

"I think it's very necessary to visit the prefect." Charles said reservedly.

"I have a heart, but I don't eat Muggle food." Sterling sneered.

"Try it, Charles' chocolate is the best I've ever eaten." Isabel said sweetly.

Everyone voluntarily moved out of the way, Charles sat down by the bed without any burden, and several senior students frowned.

"Come on, it's just a piece of chocolate." Charles smiled and opened the package, picked out one and handed it to Sterling.

Sterling's pupils contracted rapidly, and he saw a small red and black snake carved on the side of the piece of chocolate facing him.

He swallowed it with difficulty, raised his hand to take it, and swallowed the whole piece of chocolate with a blank expression. Merlin's stinky socks were really delicious.

After Sterling ate the chocolate, the stagnant atmosphere in the air loosened slightly. Charles directly divided up the whole box of chocolates, and several seniors looked at each other, and each took their own.

"It's not something that Hogsmeade can buy, is it? You brought it from home?" Sterling smiled reluctantly, with panic in his eyes that others could not detect.

"Yeah, it took me a lot of thought." The conversation between the two was light, and the people around were still chatting, and they didn't hear what they were saying at all.

"This, how is it possible..." Sterling stared at Charles' lazy eyes.

Charles spread his hands, "Maybe it's because more than a few people in this world can make chocolate?"

"Have you had enough time for class?" A senior reprimanded with a straight face, "Bazel is going to rest too."

"Yes, then let's go first." Charles stood up automatically, leading the second-year Slytherins out.

Only then did Sterling lie back on the bed as if exhausted, "Merlin."

"Let me go! I'm not going!" James struggled to break Harry's hand, "I don't want to go to the damn Quidditch pitch!"

The students who were resting in the Gryffindor common room were very embarrassed. They admired Harry so much that they wanted to rush up to ask for his autograph. However, the Savior was obviously in a very big trouble now.

"This is your twin brother's first game, boy, and my advice is that you have to go and cheer on the Gryffindor team," Harry threatened.

James was firmly dragged out by Harry, but still firmly refused, "I'm suspended! Why can't I be left alone?! Why are you so idle? The Ministry of Magic closed down?!"

"Shut up, don't be ashamed again." Harry bent down and lifted his son up, and defeated the hysterical son amidst the silent Gryffindors watching.

"Wow" a dark-skinned boy sighed.

"Wonderful." Someone applauded silently.

James didn't wear his school uniform under his wizard robe, just a casual hoodie, which suited him just fine.James pulled out his hat, put it on resentfully, and followed Harry silently.

"Come here, Professor McGonagall has reserved a seat for me on the teacher's seat, and you can at least choose a place to continue self-isolation."

James glared at his father resentfully, but obediently followed Harry to the teachers' bench.

"Harry!" Neville was there with his toad in his arms, and seeing Harry was unusually excited, "Oh, James is here too, poor boy, one day you will be able to compete." Neville comforted sympathetically.

You might as well not talk, James is even more resentful, sulking alone on the railing.

Then Harry started chatting with Professor Longbottom like no one else, and James was going crazy, and the other professors were still discussing him in whispers!Merlin, can't you watch the football game?It was all Harry's fault, he should have continued to hide and sleep in bed, and now he wanted to cast a spell when he saw someone riding a broom.

"Because James Potter was suspended the day before the match, Gryffindor ushered in their new Seeker——Olivia Johnson!" Hufflepuff's commentator Harris began his performance, From James' point of view, this is really adding insult to injury.

Harry couldn't help rubbing his forehead, "At least Albus is still there." Neville said sympathetically.

"Ravenclaw's Seeker is still Albus Potter!" Harris screamed excitedly, "As far as I know, Harry Potter is also here today! Albus, come on!"

Harry smirked and waved his hands, and the audience burst into screams in an instant.

James saw from a distance that Albus was wearing a blue team uniform, and the leather protection looked very handsome.

"The competition has begun! Albus is about to fly! He is flying so high! Did you see it!" The voice of the radio became more and more hysterical, the students were boiling, and the densely packed academy flags in the auditorium formed two distinct waves moving ocean.

Albus's figure was almost invisible, and James could only see a blue streak passing, pointing directly at the sky.

"He flew too high." McGonagall frowned disapprovingly, "Merlin bless him from breaking his neck."

"Weasley did a fake Irish high-flying roll, beautiful! Gryffindor scored! Johnson was looking for the Snitch everywhere, and Albus couldn't see him at all!"

"He shouted so loudly, isn't he afraid of being dumb?" James turned his head and asked Harry angrily.

"Dear James, wizards don't lose their voices by shouting."

Neville looked panicked, "Don't quarrel."

"It's just normal family education," Slughorn said cheerfully.

"Albus is here! Merlin - he's as fast as lightning, did he see something?!" Herries screamed.

Albus's speed was so fast that McGonagall turned blue, "Merlin is too dangerous, your son is more indulgent than you were back then, Potter."

"Thank you for the compliment." Harry bowed modestly to McGonagall.

"Albus Potter found the Snitch! He's rushing towards the Gryffindor auditorium! Will he be knocked apart? Merlin bless Potter's neck!"

Johnson tried in vain to beat the broom, but could not make it.

"Ah—" the Gryffindors screamed, and Albus was about to run into—

However, Albus pressed the handle of the broom inexplicably, changed direction without slowing down and went straight down in a free fall, his feet almost grinding to the brick wall of the audience tower.

"He succeeded! Albus caught the Snitch, and the game only lasted 8 minutes!" Harris shouted excitedly, his voice hoarse.

Albus clung to the crooked little flying ball, flapping its transparent wings frantically, but it was all in vain.Albus looked down at the struggling Golden Snitch, and amidst the cheers and applause from all over the hill, he raised the Snitch with satisfaction.

"I can find the Snitch in 3 minutes." James was so depressed that he was about to burst into water.

But it was so loud that no one heard him at all, and the professors gave an excited standing ovation, especially Harry, who looked really proud.

James pursed his mouth and continued to lie on the railing sullenly.

Severus Snape rarely attended Quidditch matches, mainly because a special guest visited.Of course, this wasn't a Slytherin match, and it didn't matter if he wasn't there.

"24 dragon heart tendons." The wizard with long blond hair pushed a black wooden box in front of Snape with a cane. "Dragon heart tendons are becoming more and more difficult to find now." He sighed.

Snape opened the box expressionlessly, and each dried dragon heart was tied with a ribbon made of gold silk and tied with a bow.

"..." Peacock, Snape closed the box wordlessly, "Thank you, Lucius."

"...Ravenclaw wins!" A boy's heart-piercing voice floated in through the crack of the door.

Lucius frowned in disgust, "Hogwarts is getting more and more corrupt."

Snape still felt that he was telling the truth, "It seems that Albus Potter has caught the Snitch. I don't remember you hating Quidditch so much before, Lucius."

"Using Albus as a Christian name, I don't know what Potter thinks." Lucius said disgustedly, "As for your accusation that I hate Quidditch, I can only say that many things have become more It's getting more and more hideous."

"I hope this doesn't include me," said Snape softly. If any student was here, he would be shocked by his soft tone.

"Of course, Severus," Lucius smirked, "you're the only person in the world I'd never want to curse."

"Another person who received this honor must be Narcissa."

"We still curse each other sometimes." The blond nobleman said reservedly.

Two famous former Death Eaters walked side by side in the outer corridor of Hogwarts. When they got outside, the excited screams of the students became more obvious, and the sound almost knocked down the outer wall of the castle.

"Potter really gave birth to a good son." Lucius sneered.

"Just two stupid trolls," said Snape matter-of-factly, "more conceited and arrogant than their father was."

Lucius stopped suddenly, looked over the pillars at a big tree in the center of the courtyard, and his eyes became far away.Once upon a time he also had such a good boy.

Snape was silent in understanding, leaving time and space for this man who was missing him.

Of course he remembered that domineering blond boy, he was not only his godson, but also his best student, it should be said, who can forget such a person?The night Harry Potter killed Voldemort, he couldn't have survived after being attacked by Nagini. It was all because of that small drop of Felix Elixir, Severus Snape had been thinking all these years , if Draco listened to him and drank the drop of Felix Felicia instead of being infected by the savior Gryffindor virus, would it be possible to change the people who live and die now?

Back to 13 years ago, he knew that Harry Potter and his two companions sneaked back to Hogwarts. This was an inevitable stage of the war. It is enough to die calmly with the memory of Lily at the appointed time, and it will end his gloomy life of not being able to touch the light.However, what he never expected was that Potter didn't know when he had sex with Draco.

When he saw Lucius at school, he thought that the Death Eaters had sneaked into Hogwarts so quickly, so he drew out his wand on the spot to duel Lucius.

Lucius didn't have a wand, and he looked very embarrassed. The wizard's robe on his body was not his usual luxurious and decent, but an old, ugly robe that had been put for no one knows how long, and there were even patches in several places.His face was not as haggard as the last time we met at Malfoy Manor, on the contrary he looked a little more energetic, Lucius didn't have any intention of attacking, but calmly made a soothing gesture to Snape, "I need help, Severus, you know I'm not as calm as I look, I'm only here to see you based on a wild guess."

"How did you get in here?" Snape hissed.

Lucius' expression suddenly became very subtle, between rage and helplessness, "It seems that you haven't received any news these days, are you starting to lose the trust of the Dark Lord, Severus?"

"Is there anything I should know?" Snape asked warily.

"You are a spy of the Order of the Phoenix." Lucius almost lost his composure by blowing him up.

Snape froze, and it took him a while to realize, "You're still so humorous." As he spoke, he raised his wand, ready to knock him unconscious.

"Wait!" Lucius yelled, and he