hp's road to the heart goes through the stomach

The newlywed Sally Ann's eyes were full of joy, and her whole body seemed to be soaked in honey.She was sitting in the window seat, eating her toffee mochi ice cream, and talking to Harry about her wedding in high spirits.Harry was a little fascinated by what he heard, and couldn't help thinking of his two friends—the wedding of Ron and Hermione was scheduled for this weekend. Hermione planned all the procedures by herself, but she shrank a little when the wedding was approaching.

The weather is hot, and the daisies on the table are a little wilted.Sally Ann's excitement passed, and when she recalled just now, she couldn't help but feel shy, and tried to change the topic: "Harry, this store has been open for almost two months! The menu hasn't been changed yet, have you tried to make some Is it a new breed?"

Harry came back to his senses, looked at Sally Ann's blushing face, and couldn't help but smile: "I tried to make daisy mousse these days."

"Daisies can also be used as desserts?" Sally Ann's eyes widened, and then she noticed the little daisy on the table. "Does daisy have any special meaning? To you?" She paused and added One sentence, "There are always daisies here... When Professor Snape came last time, he stared at it for a while!"

Hearing what she said, Harry was a little surprised, and then changed the subject: "Do you want to try it?" Sally Ann nodded repeatedly.

The mousse cake is heart-shaped and placed alone in the center of the square plate. There is no other decoration on the whole plate, which makes the heart shape in the middle very cute.The white cake is very simple, except for the small daisy blooming on the top, it doesn't look special.Harry handed the spoon to Sally Ann, who took it and dug right into the middle.Incredibly soft and delicate, this was her first feeling.The creamy mousse is held up by a spoon, trembling. When you put it in your mouth, the first thing you feel is the cool and refreshing taste. The taste of yogurt slowly spreads in your mouth, followed by the aroma of milk and sweetness. , when those sweet and sour, light, and heavy feelings all fade away, a faint fragrance is slowly presented.

Sally's eyes were full of surprises, and she gave a lot of compliments without hesitation. This is the reason why Harry has always had a good impression of this girl-she is always so sincere, and those compliments come out of her mouth, No matter how humble a person is, he will be proud.Sally Ann, who had finished eating the mousse, still clung to the "daisy" and asked Harry to tell the reason why he likes daisies. Harry looked out the window at Diagon Street and looked far away: "Daisy's words It's 'I just want to see you'."

Sally Ann was a little surprised, but also a little understanding: "Professor Snape?" Harry didn't say anything, taking it as acquiescence.

He once gave Snape delicate roses and fragrant lilies—at that time he didn't know the past between Snape and his mother, but when he was most confused, he gave Snape daisies.That was when he had just escaped from Malfoy's house, Dobby lost his life in his arms, he felt the fragility of life again, they flowed down from his fingers, no matter how tightly he held them, he couldn't keep them .He sent Snape a daisy, which he picked on the hillside--I just want to see you.

That night, they reconciled - Snape didn't say anything, Harry didn't ask anything.

All the while, Harry couldn't let it go.Scrimgeour, then Minister of Magic, brought Harry Dumbledore's will: "I leave to Harry James Potter the first Quidditch match he played at Hogwarts. to remind him of the rewards of perseverance and skill." Scrimgeour paused here before he spoke the next sentence, "'You have love, and your love protects you.' "

He looked at Harry inquiringly, asking what he meant by that statement.Harry remembered the line, "You have love, in short, it is your love that protects you!" Dumbledore said repeatedly when he was teaching him alone, he was referring to the "love" given to him by his mother. Protection", is this another reminder?Harry didn't understand, his heart was pounding wildly as Hermione blurted out "The Snitch has flesh memory", he didn't think about that sentence, obviously Scrimgeour didn't think it was important either.Harry could almost be sure that the Snitch contained what Dumbledore wanted to give him - the Snitch fell into his palm, slowly, deliberately, but nothing happened.

After that, they entangled with the ownership of the Gryffindor sword. It was not until midnight that Harry remembered the sentence again: "You have love, and your love protects you." He thought of Snape.He always felt that Dumbledore knew about it, Dumbledore knew everything, and he was suggesting to him that Snape was still on their side, after all, Dumbledore had never seen anyone wrong.But for a moment, Harry felt that he was dazed, because of love.Maybe Dumbledore didn't mean that at all?He hesitated repeatedly, unable to discuss with others, and felt that his sanity was on the verge of collapse.

He thought of Snape's face again and again, trying to remember his expression at that moment.

Snape was 20 meters away from him at that time, their eyes met, but he couldn't remember his expression, they raised their wands almost at the same time.The anger of being betrayed burned all of Harry's sanity. It was the first time he used the Unforgivable Curse, but it was so smooth and natural. "Cutting out—"

But Snape knocked Harry down before he could finish the spell—his movements were casual enough to tell him, you're never going to knock me out.This made Harry even angrier.He rolled over and got up again, pointing at the figure in the firelight ahead and shouting Cruciatus again, but Snape blocked his spell again.He was sneering, and Harry remembered it so well, he remembered everything he said...

"Stop using the Unforgivable Curse, Potter!" Snape yelled through the blazing flames. "You don't have enough guts and ability to—" Harry wanted to growl, he hated what Snape taught in words or simply because he called him 'Potter', but Snape pulled his charm again lazily and softly.

But Harry wanted to continue casting the spell, and a sudden unbearable pain hit him, and he fell to his knees on the grass.Someone was screaming, the pain was enough to kill him, and Snape was finally on him, Harry thought, feeling the pain in his chest rush over him as soon as he realized the fact.

"No!" But he guessed wrong, he vaguely heard Snape growl - he had never been so angry - the pain disappeared as quickly as it came, and Harry lay curled up on the dark grass , clutching his wand, panting, and somewhere above his head Snape yelled, "Did you forget the order? Potter belongs to the Dark Lord—let's leave him alone! Go! Go!" !"

The footsteps faded away, and Harry felt the ground tremble beneath his face, and with all his strength he stood up again, staggering after Snape, whom he now hated as much as he hated Voldemort— —

Snape flicked his wand, and Harry's spell was once again swung away, but at this moment Harry was only a few steps away from Snape, and finally he could see Snape's expression clearly.Snape stopped sneering or sneering, the flickering firelight shining on his face.Harry wanted to question him, but didn't know how to ask him, trying to read his expression, trying to see what the emotion was gushing from the depths of his dark, unwavering eyes.And Snape just took a deep look at him, and left with the other Death Eaters...

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Snape recovered from the series of "cruciatus" - at that time the despair in Harry's eyes almost made his heart ache, he thought he would not be able to get up, but the next moment, he still stood up Get up, and throw another Cruciatus Curse at him—a hate that is astonishingly sharp.The heart-shaped mousse exudes a sweet taste, like a soothing dance music, which makes people enjoy it from the bottom of their hearts.

"What do daisies mean?" he asked Harry softly, putting down his spoon.

"I just want to see you."