HP Disguise Magus

Amy knew that she was jealous for no reason.

A voice said that Professor Snape loved Lily deeply throughout the book.Isn't it natural for the professor to look into those eyes and think of Lily?

But, it's different now, Amy thought angrily in her heart, if the professor still loves Lily, how could he accept her?Perhaps, the professor simply didn't take her to heart, and it was too much to do so.

The voice said again, after all, the professor has loved her for so many years, no matter how powerful you are, you can't erase Lily's existence. You should be aware of this from the very beginning.Did you expect the professor to forget Lily immediately?Give the professor some time.Lily is in the past, why are you jealous of the professor's past?Isn't this inexplicable?

Amy's mind was in a mess.

"Amy?" Hermione rubbed her quill against Amy's face.

"Huh?" Amy snorted listlessly.

Yesterday, Ron was successfully selected as Gryffindor's goalkeeper.The weather was fine today, the two boys ignored a lot of homework and Hermione's warning, and happily went to play Quidditch.After breakfast, Amy and Hermione went to the common room to do their homework. The two of them occupied a long table, but she couldn't learn a single word, so she just sat there in a daze.

"What's wrong with you? Did Umbridge scare you yesterday?" Hermione asked concerned.

"No, it's something else." Amy said wearily.

"Okay, would you like to talk? I promise I won't tell anyone."

"No, no. Thank you." Amy blushed slightly.

Hermione smiled understandingly, "Okay, how about we write a paper on herbalism? Have you brought your notes?"

"Bring it," Amy pulled out herbal medicine notes from a large stack of textbooks, and the stack of books scattered on the table with too much force.This voice made Amy feel courage or anger?Pushing her textbook away, she said to Hermione, "Hermione, I don't think Severus likes me at all."

A gossip flickered in Hermione's eyes, and she put down her quill, "Why?"

Amy crackled and shared with Hermione the process of her chasing the professor from beginning to end.Emphasizes her initiative and the professor's indifference.

In the end, she said, "Yesterday Severus looked through me and thought of someone else."

Hermione looked at her fixedly, and Amy emphasized again, "My feeling is right, I don't think he likes me at all, it's just, just..." It's just entertainment.Amy is so sad.

"So, didn't you go to Umbridge yesterday?" Hermione said slowly, "When did you meet Professor Snape?"

"Oh, it's late from Umbridge, he's taking me back." Amy's face turned red. "That's not the point, the point is that he's thinking about others!" Amy emphasized.

Hermione looked at her teasingly.He kindly didn't ask her if Professor Snape was there waiting for her, and for how long.

"Well, even if that's not the point, then, you mean that Professor Snape likes other people? Thinks about other people when he's with you?" Hermione asked, looking incredulous.

"Yes." Amy said firmly.

"What proof do you have?"

"Feeling!" Amy said confidently.She is a time traveler, she knows everything!

Hermione was speechless for dozens of seconds. "Then let me tell you how I feel?" Hermione smiled slyly, "Have you noticed that Professor Snape hasn't deducted Gryffindor points this semester? Except for Fred and George, but I think No professor can resist deducting their points." Hermione complained.

"Yes, yes?" Amy looked at her suspiciously, "But what does it have to do with me?"

"Perhaps, love the house and the crow?" Hermione teased.

Amy choked. "There is something wrong with your feelings." What kind of reason is this?

"Then is there anything wrong with your feelings? At least Ron's A- is a real grade." Hermione curled her lips. "I just got an A."

Amy felt guilty.

"Have you talked to Professor Snape?" Hermione asked, looking at Amy's uncomfortable expression, "you ran back so angry last night?" Hermione's eyes flickered with a smile.

"Hey, are you laughing at me?" Amy looked at her suspiciously.

"No, you feel wrong," Hermione said slowly, looking down and picking up her quill again.

"You're just smiling." Amy pointed at the corner of Hermione's upturned mouth. "Hey. I see it."

"Well," Hermione couldn't help but look at her with a smile, "I'm sorry, Amy, but you can talk to Professor Snape. Seriously, do you remember that gloomy and vicious Snape from our first grade?" Professor Nepe?"

Amy thought about it seriously, and it seemed that she didn't feel that the professor was fierce from the beginning to the end.

"Well," Hermione sighed, "Professor Snape has changed a lot, and, Amy, you have a lot of sensory problems, too."

Amy couldn't gossip with Professor Hermione, so she could only hold back.

At lunch, something else happened that caused Hermione to laugh at Amy a lot.

"Hey, did you hear? Umbridge's in the hospital." Amy and Hermione were almost done eating when Harry and Ron arrived. , the two of them couldn't hide their happiness.

"Huh? What happened?" Hermione and Amy immediately looked at the teaching desk, and sure enough, Umbridge was not there.

"I heard that there are a lot of pimples on her face for no reason," Ron said gloatingly. "When we came back, we heard that she didn't know what happened. It is said that she looks more like a tortoise."

"Oh, there are so many bumps for no reason," Hermione said solemnly, "Amy? How do you feel about this?"

"No," Amy said through gritted teeth, "do you have evidence?"

"No, but I feel it." Hermione couldn't help giggling.Harry and Ron were puzzled.

It's another Monday.Students from several colleges knew that Umbridge was admitted to the school hospital, and everyone was looking forward to seeing what Umbridge's bump looked like in Defense Against the Dark Arts class.However, instead of looking forward to Umbridge, they looked forward to Professor Snape.

Hermione pokes Amy, but Amy ignores her.

"According to Professor Umbridge's arrangement, I will substitute for your Defense Against the Dark Arts class this week." Professor Snape said on the stage, ignoring the whispers of the students below, "Your Professor Umbridge..." He paused, "I have a little problem."

The students below laughed softly.

"Quiet." Professor Snape's calm and friendly attitude was probably just an illusion for a moment, "Also, students who haven't finished confinement." His eyes swept over Harry, "I will do the rest of confinement. "

Amy saw Harry's eyes widen.

"The class will start next. Open your textbooks."

After class, they packed up their things and went outside. "Hermione, you seem to be in a particularly good mood," Harry looked at the smug Hermione, "it seems, like you got a full mark in your Potions homework." This metaphor amused Hermione.She glanced at Amy.

Amy snorted.

"It's nothing, Harry." Hermione waved her hand.

"Amy," Harry said hesitantly, remembering something, "can you go to Professor Snape's detention for me?"

Hermione couldn't help sniggering.

Amy blushed and turned pale. "No, Harry," Amy said stubbornly, "Professor Snape probably won't cut your hand, your confinement will be closed by yourself."

"Okay, okay." Harry said bitterly.

"But, but," Ron opened his mouth, but shut his mouth knowingly when he saw Amy's face. "Well, come to think of it, buddy, Professor Snape is at least a little better than that old hag Umbridge."

In the evening, Hermione, Amy, and Ron watched Harry go to detention with Professor Snape, while the three of them studied in the common room.

In less than an hour, Harry came back distraught.

"That fellow Snape," said Harry, his face turning pale, and Amy gave him a reproachful look, (It's the professor, Harry).

"He asked me to go to the school hospital and bring medicine to Umbridge."

"It doesn't sound like a bad job," Ron smirked. "How's Umbridge's face?"

"It's full of pimples," Harry covered his face, "and after I saw Umbridge's hateful eyes," Harry shivered, "I think I will be killed badly."

"Oh," Hermione and Ron looked at Harry sympathetically.

"Amy," Hermione said, turning to look at her reproachfully.

"how?"

Hermione sighed, "Harry was probably offended."

Looking at the innocent faces of Harry and Ron, Amy felt a little guilty.

Harry suddenly realized, "He was in a good mood when he first went to Snape's office, and then, and then suddenly, it was very scary!" Harry wanted to cry without tears, "Amy, did I offend you somewhere? "

"No, no," Amy felt more guilty now, looking into Harry's green eyes.

Hermione and Ron continued to stare at Amy.Amy couldn't stand the pressure, "Okay, okay, I'll take care of what I did."

Harry seemed to be pardoned.