HP Paranoia and Antisocial

The house does not feel big from the yard, but the interior is full of space because of the magic.Entering the door on the first floor is the living room with a large space, and in the corner on the right side of the entrance is a storage room, which is also where the stairs to the second floor are located.

Mrs. Prince took them to the door at the back end on the right side of the house. There was nothing special about the closed door, except for many scratches on the door frame.These nicks have been around for some years, and the inside is black, but the edges don't look frizzy, on the contrary, they seem to have been polished by someone, and they are very smooth.

Mrs. Prince noticed that Severus' eyes were fixed on these nicks, she smiled slightly, brushed those nicks with her thin fingers, her eyes were downcast, and she couldn't see clearly: "Irene used to always look forward to my own I can grow up quickly, and I often pester me to ask 'Mom, have I grown taller', we record her height here, and use a knife to carve the marks. Time flies, but in a blink of an eye, the little girl grows up grown up."

Severus' fingers stroked the notch close to him, and suddenly he had the feeling that he had also witnessed his mother's growth.

"This is my studio." Mrs. Prince said as she pushed open the door, the dark curtains in the room opened automatically, and the sunlight immediately poured into the room through the glass windows.

This is a rather large room, and the huge glass window can just see the sun's state of decay against the mountain, and half of the sky is dyed golden red, layer by layer, so gorgeous that it is as if the gods put pieces of oil paint with The skill that cannot be achieved by human beings is painted on the sky, which is so beautiful that it is unforgettable at first sight.

"The scenery here is really nice." Wardmont quite recognized Mrs. Prince's taste.

The walls of the studio are covered with paintings, a small part can move, but more paintings are quiet.Wardmont studied the paintings on the wall without commenting.

Severus' eyes flicked across the paintings, across landscapes, over unfamiliar portraits, and finally at the place closest to the sun, he saw a familiar girl—not just one, but many The painting is full of the girl, from her childhood when she was ignorant and closed her eyes, to her childhood when she was holding a Gobstone toy, and then to her appearance in Hogwarts school robes - every period was never missed .

The girl in the portrait is either laughing, tears are in her eyes, or looking into the distance sadly... All kinds of expressions are so vivid, which shows the painter's affection for her.

The only pity is that these portraits don't move, but the girl's emotions are all recorded.

When Irene is not at home, they can only rely on these paintings to remember her?

"Severus, these paintings were made by your mother." Mrs. Prince turned Severus around to look at this side of the door wall.

The paintings that Severus saw were completely incomparable to those on the opposite wall, and although it was obvious that the painters had been improving, none of the paintings could be called exquisite—no, maybe there— Severus stared at a portrait of a man hanging in the center.

Despite the age and Irene's drawing skills are not good enough, but the male Severus in the painting was recognized at a glance, it was his father.In the painting, he is vigorous, even handsome. His hair is blown by the wind in the sun, and the sun in the painting is as bright as a fire. The smile on his face is so gentle and confident.

"I didn't expect him to have such a side." Severus murmured.

Mrs. Prince looked at the painting with complicated eyes: "Irene likes him very much, and she pours her love for him into every stroke. This is also her best painting." But who knows Will such a young man become what he is now?

Although Mrs. Prince was not optimistic about the combination of Irene and Muggles at the beginning, she never thought that the man who was considered a gentleman would become a drunkard and gambler after a setback, bringing disaster to the family and even hurting her own children. Can hurt the killer.

After Mrs. Prince learned about those things, she wanted to kill Tobias Snape.But she couldn't do that, she, her husband, and even Severus could only wait for Irene to make her own decision.Even this painting, if Irene hadn't picked it off by herself, it would be meaningless.

Severus took a step back, not wanting to look at Tobias again. He turned his attention to a family portrait that Irene drew as a child. The characters in the painting are abstract, but the faces painted by Irene emphasize the The bright red big smile.

"If Severus is interested, I can teach you how to draw." Mrs. Prince carefully put her hand on Severus' shoulder, "Drawing can relax your mind and record your mood, those beautiful things you don't want to forget The sweetness or the pain and bitterness that you want to vent can be drawn."

Severus didn't have any pursuit of painting. Wardmont came over in a timely manner and said softly: "Painting is a good way to cultivate temperament. It can exercise patience and improve observation skills. Sensitivity to color can be used in In every way."

Severus agreed immediately, much to Mrs. Prince's delight.

"Painting is something that needs long-term persistence. I will try my best to help you, Severus." Mrs. Prince called Severus' name lightly, and she didn't ask for Severus' permission, but She had a hard time calling out Mr. Snape, it reminded her of that bastard Tobias.

Severus didn't particularly care about this, he just assured Mrs. Prince that he would study hard, as for whether he could learn to draw well, he really couldn't promise.He felt that he lacked the so-called artistic ability, but he absolutely didn't want to be perfunctory about what he promised, so he could only take one step at a time.

"Okay, let's go upstairs and have a look." Seeing that the sun was about to set, Old Prince still wanted Severus to see Irene's room.

These years, they have not touched Irene's room, and even Irene's game room has been sealed up.They thought very early on that if Irene's child was born, he or she could play games in it when he or she was a little older, but now Severus wouldn't be able to use it.

Mrs. Prince restrained her emotions, and took Severus and Wardmont upstairs with the old Prince.

On the left and right sides of the stairs on the second floor are spacious balconies. There are not many rooms on the second floor. Apart from the deer terrace, there are two rooms on the left and right sides of the corridor, but the corridor is also very wide. It seems that it has been made into a public study room and bookshelves. It looks sparsely arranged, but Waldmont knows that these bookshelves have been cast with corresponding magic, superimposed space, and does not know how many books are hidden on them.

"There are too many books accumulated from generation to generation in the family, and the study room can't be piled up, so I changed the corridor on the second floor, cut off the part that was opened up between the first floor and the second floor, and used it for bookshelves. If If you feel bored, you can put them all away." Old Prince was very proud in his words.

Among the pure-blood families, there are not many who dare to say that they have a richer collection of books than them.

Waldmont just wanted to see if there was anything he wanted in these books, and naturally he would not let Old Prince put it away. He complimented Old Prince a few words, reassured Old Prince, and dismissed Old Prince. Si didn't have a strong mind in the first place.

Severus thought that Wardmont's books would be enough, but he didn't expect that there were so many books in the Prince's house, which was not much worse than any Muggle library he had ever seen.

"All the books here are free to read, but you can't take them out of Prince's house. But... if you want to borrow them, you can also borrow them as long as you promise to return them." Old Prince said with distress .

These books can be said to be the lifeblood of the Prince family. Old Prince cherished these books on weekdays. Even if Dumbledore said he wanted to borrow them, he never promised to let him take them out.

Severus didn't even know how much Prince had compromised when he promised them to borrow the books, he just remembered that these books could be read at will.

Mrs. Prince smiled and pushed away from the first room on the left.

"This is Irene's room," Mrs. Prince turned on the light. "Irene likes the big terrace, so she clamored for the nearest room. She said that she could see the first ray of sunlight in the morning." Only at this time The sun is coming from the back, and the room is not so bright.

This is a very ordinary girl's room. The bed is covered by a veil, the dressing table is clean, only a comb is lying on it, a few big dolls are placed beside the bed, a string of wind chimes is hung on the window sill, and It was temporarily opened, and the wind blowing in stirred the wind chime, and it could make a burst of crisp and pleasant sound.

The dressing room near the head of the bed was huge, filled with clothes and accessories, and Severus was embarrassed to open it.He only glanced at it briefly, then consciously walked towards the desk opposite the bed.

There are several rows of simple bookshelves hanging on the wall next to the desk. There are a lot of books stuffed on them, which looks a bit messy. The former owner used them a lot.On the desk, there is still Irene's old notebook, and the opened page is smeared with traces of unknown meaning, like a girl's chaotic mood.

Severus took a deep breath, but still didn't reach out to open Irene's notebook, to see what Irene had written in the past.

He exited the room, took Waldmont's hand actively, and clinged to his teacher wearily, as if trying to hide himself.

Wardmont put his arms around Severus, and said to Mrs. Prince apologetically: "Severus is a little tired, I want to take him to the terrace to get some air."

The Princes agreed with concern, and watched as Wardmont took Severus to the terrace, where they sat down on the sofa set up in the hallway.

"Did I talk too much?" Mrs. Prince frowned sadly.

Old Prince comforted her: "He might miss Irene."

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