I'm playing a big knife at HP

August 1995

Grimmauld Place in the early morning.

In the deep night, two popping sounds of "pop" and "pop" sounded one after the other in the remote narrow alley, except for a wild cat looking for food in the trash can, no one was alarmed.The two black figures quickly approached the building with peeling walls, and disappeared between No. 11 and No. 13 in a flash.

Remus Lupine and Nymphadora Tonks walk through the gate of NO.12 Grimmauld Place.It was past midnight now, but the lobby of the Order of the Phoenix headquarters was filled with people.

More than a dozen people were standing or sitting, some of them lowered their voices to report the situation to the tall white-haired wizard standing in the middle of the crowd, some threw healing spells on the wounds, and some were drinking potions with their heads up.

Alastor Moody saw Lupine and Tonks, and the magic eye swept over them, "Prove your identity."

Lupine said, "My name is Remus Lupine, and I'm a werewolf, and my Patronus is a wolf."

Tonks didn't speak, just turned his short bright pink hair into golden curly hair, and poked it triumphantly.

Moody nodded: "Okay, it seems that the last team has returned safely. No one was sacrificed or disabled tonight. It was really a success."

Tonks said cheerfully, "That's right! Those Death Eaters were beaten to death by us!" Lupine said with a gentle smile, "It's true, although Tonks is young, he is worthy of being an Auror. It sounds unambiguous."

Snape looked around and frowned, "Where is Marciana LaRosa?"

Tonks was about to answer, but Sirius, who was sitting on the side, frowned and asked, "I've been meaning to ask just now! You're not involved in tonight's operation, what are you doing here?!"

"At the request of Dumbledore, I brought healing potions to the members of the society who went out to fight tonight." Snape said coldly, "Of course, for you who have been staying comfortably at home , probably hard to understand."

Sirius blushed.

"That! I know where Martha is!" Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Tonks hastily interjected, "She's with me and Remus. She's been cut off for us, so we'll be back first. She's very happy." Will be there soon."

Snape narrowed his eyes. "You left her behind and came back?"

Tonks was a little surprised by his reaction, "We didn't abandon her, she's dead."

"She said that after she broke up, she asked you to go first, and you left?"

Tonks frowned, as if he felt that his question was a bit puzzling, "Yes."

She seemed to understand something, and explained very kindly, "Oh, Snape, you may not understand... Martha used to be an Auror, and for us Aurors, if your partner tells you to go, especially You should cooperate immediately with a more experienced partner. She is fine, those enemies have already been defeated by us, and their combat effectiveness is average, that kind of person Martha can fight alone..." She snapped her fingers, " ... at least ten."

Snape choked.

"I wouldn't worry too much about that girl," said Moody gruffly. "Before she left, she made a point of telling me she had plans for tonight and told me not to wait for her."

"Arranged? What does that mean?" Snape frowned.

"It's literally." Moody said bluntly.

Snape choked again.

"Yo! Could it be that there is a date?" Tonks suddenly became excited, and tried to poke Lupine beside him with his elbow, "Did you hear any rumors?"

Lupine helplessly protected his ribs, "I don't think so... After all, who would pick a date at two o'clock in the middle of the night..."

Snape still frowned, but he felt that he seemed to be acting a little too much, so he turned to pick up the potion box, and continued to take out various potions bottle by bottle.It seemed to him that Dumbledore's piercing blue eyes were rolling around him - which was usually not a good thing.

After half an hour, all the injured members had been treated, and a small number of members who had reported their situation had already left.After another half an hour, most of the people had left, only Dumbledore, Moody, Sirius, Lupine, Tonks and Snape were still here.

Marciana hasn't come back yet.

Now even Tonks was a little worried: "She shouldn't be in any trouble...Maybe she is cleaning up the traces of our battle?"

Snape was sitting in a corner of the room, with a sullen face, his slender eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was calculating something - Sirius hated him the most.

Snape tapped the table twice with his slender fingers, and said slowly, "During the meeting that day, she asked me a lot of questions about arming... Has she always been so interested in terrain?"

"Yes, Martha is an excellent fighter. She never fights unprepared battles." Moody replied calmly, "She is not impulsive either. She would not go in alone to assassinate Voldemort."

"You're right, she's not that stupid." Snape clenched his hand into a fist and put it to his lips, "Sneaking into the Death Eater's headquarters is an act of death. But how to explain her keen interest in the terrain of the headquarters? What's there to be worth..."

In the blink of an eye, an answer appeared in his mind.He stood up abruptly and hit the coffee table with a loud, piercing noise.

"Damn it! Damn it! I actually forgot about him!" He paced up and down quickly, muttering to himself, "That's right...it must be so..." His face was pale, and he hissed through his teeth, "... Damn it! What an idiot I am! She's talking to me! Damn it!"

"Severus! What have you found?" Dumbledore interrupted his soliloquy.

"She's infiltrated Death Eater HQ. I'm ninety percent sure she's there," Snape replied quickly.

Dumbledore's eyes were bright, and he said briefly and forcefully: "From the beginning."

"That day, the day we had a meeting, she had asked me a lot of questions about Wormtail before the meeting, and I didn't realize at the time...she must have been trying to sneak in and get him. Last year she said that Wormtail came from her The one who escaped, she must bring him back. Wormtail could not be found before, but recently he reappeared with the Dark Lord, and she acted."

Dumbledore's face became more serious: "Then tell me, is Voldemort in his lair tonight?"

"Yes! He's here!" Snape yelled, pressing his palms tightly to his forehead, "this impulsive, reckless, arrogant, determined fool! She knows that the headquarters is well guarded...she... ...Why?! Why would she do that?!"

There was also a hint of worry on Moody's face, but he still gave Snape a warning look, "Hey, don't say that about Martha!"

"Severus, are you sure?" Dumbledore frowned, "Why didn't she tell us?"

Moody thought for a moment, "The kid might have guessed right...I know the brash girl. She didn't tell us because she knew we wouldn't agree."

A flash of understanding flashed across Dumbledore's face, "Indeed, compared to the danger of attacking the Death Eaters' headquarters, Peter is considered an insignificant person, and it is not worth going to great lengths to bring him to justice. Catch him He's really useless, except..."

The old wizard turned his attention to Sirius Black who was sitting by the side, "...except for being able to completely remove the suspicion of Sirius and let him truly regain his freedom."

Sirius sat up straight, his mouth opened wide, but he couldn't utter a word.

Snape stood frozen, the last trace of blood draining from his face.A vicious, blade-thin voice sounded in his heart.

She did it for Blake.Of course, Sirius Black again!In order for Blake to live a satisfactory life, she would even give up her life.And you... She tricked you, lied to you, and used you.

He closed his eyes, suppressed the voice, and said, "I can go there now. If Martha is caught, I will try to create a chance for her to escape."

"Is there any reason not to be suspected by Voldemort when you go back now?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

"I can think of one..." An uncontrollable killing intent suddenly ignited in his heart, and he looked at Sirius viciously, his eyes were like two poisoned black blades.

If she dies for you, I'll drop poison into your celebratory glass when the Dark Lord fails and you laugh and celebrate.I don't care what Dumbledore does, if she dies for such a stupid reason, I will kill you.

All sorts of dark and vicious thoughts were swirling in Snape's mind, Sirius was keenly aware of his malicious gaze, and stared back.

At the moment when the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, a silver red deer as bright as moonlight ran to Dumbledore through the wall. It walked around Dumbledore twice, raised its front hooves proudly, and then disappeared .

Dumbledore spread out a smile, "It's Martha, she asked me to go to the Ministry of Magic and said she had a surprise for me."

"Oh, for God's sake..." Tonks heaved a sigh of relief, "I was worried to death just now." But she cheered up almost immediately, "As expected of Martha." Moody also looked Look very proud.

Both Sirius and Lupine relaxed, patted each other's shoulders in fear, and comforted each other.Lupine congratulated Sirius in a low voice, and there was hope in their eyes.

Only Snape stood gloomily in the midst of the jubilant crowd, unable to comprehend this risky behavior for a reason that was utterly nonsense, nor why this behavior, which was clearly reprehensible, was merely Because if you get away with it, you will be celebrated with great fanfare.

"Oh, Severus, do you have a blood tonic? Marciana said she had to cut off poor Peter's hand, and I'm afraid he might lose too much blood." Dumbledore turned to Moody , "Alastor, can you come with me too? We need your insight... oh, maybe your magic box."

Snape sternly tossed him a bottle of potion.Dumbledore and Moody walked away quickly.

After 15 minutes, light footsteps came from the gate, and a witch in black tights came in, "Hey! Are you still there? I thought you guys had gone to bed early."

With a scream, Tonks rushed over and hugged Marciana, "Why don't you just come back? We're so worried!"

"Oh, it scared our little Dora. It's my fault." Marciana smiled and rubbed her short bright pink hair. "How could I bring that mouse to our secret headquarters? I put He's in the hands of Albus, and he'll be delivered to the Wizengamot when the Ministry of Magic opens at dawn." She jerked her chin up at Sirius, "Your case will be reopened in a short time. You're welcome."

Sirius walked over and patted her on the shoulder, "Well done Martha, thank you so much. I will remember your favor."

Marciana snorted triumphantly.

In a dark corner far away from the huddled Gryffindor, a wizard with a face darker than the robe on his body stood like a ghost.Marciana saw him at a glance, and quickly tore off Tonks who was taking the opportunity to rub his chest, ran up to him, and said with a smile, "Why are you here? It's so late. Today is really thanks to you , I didn’t dare to say it directly at the time, but your information really helped a lot.”

It was all right for her not to say anything, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Snape's previous anxiety, panic, anger, and resentment surged out, and the calmness he had managed to maintain until now was smashed to pieces.He smiled sullenly, "If I'm not here, how can I hear about the deeds of our hero Larosa?"

This is not a good word no matter how you hear it, Marciana knew that he was really annoyed, and said in a good voice, "I can't help it, the mysterious man is still weak now, if you don't take the opportunity to tie Wormtail out, it will be even more difficult in the future .I thought about it, although it is a bit risky, it is still worth it."

The word worth is like an arrow piercing the heart, Snape's temples twitched, but his voice became smoother, "Of course...of course...it's a tradition in your family to take risks for worthy causes, I That's what your father did."

This kick hit the vital point precisely, and Marciana seemed to have been stabbed suddenly, her face turned pale, "You...why did you say that."

"Who do you think you are?" Snape said softly. "Sneaking into the Dark Lord's stronghold alone, isn't it remarkable? You were just lucky not to be found." He snorted, "You know if you were What will happen if you find out? At that time, you will feel that death is kind. Worth it?"

Marciana also turned cold, "You don't need to tell me, I know Voldemort's methods, I am not an idiot. I don't need you to tell me what to do. I have been trained and know what I am doing."

Snape sneered, "Look at my memory, I almost forgot that the great LaRosa was once an Auror." He pretended to slap his forehead, "Who else is a powerful Auror? Ah, Come to think of it, Vitaly LaRosa. But I hear he's not very careful..."

Marciana clenched her fists, her hands trembling slightly.

"Oh Snape, you should shut up!" Sirius wanted to rush forward, but Lupine and Tonks barely held him down.

"You just shut up!" Snape snarled at him, and he turned back to Marciana, his anger being stoked by Sirius like fuel on the fire.At this moment, he just wanted to use all means to hurt the person in front of him, hurt her, and see if she would suffer as much as him.

"Am I wrong? Isn't your father a very powerful Auror? But he doesn't seem to be able to stop himself, his wife, and his two children who are not as high as the table from being slaughtered in his own home like a pig and a dog." ah."

This was the straw that broke the camel's back, it was the coup de grace.

Even Sirius knew that Snape had done it, and the three of them looked worriedly at Marciana, whose head was half down.

"What did you just say?" Her voice was as cold as ice.

The moment that sentence came out, Snape actually regretted it.He claims to be one of the most powerful Occlumency masters in the world, but what is ridiculous is that his biggest weakness is that when he is extremely angry, he will be controlled by emotions and do things that he regrets.This kind of thing happened once when I was 16 years old, and now I am 35 years old, and it happened again-19 years ago, there was no progress.

It's all over.

But when he saw Marciana's blue eyes with thick hostility, he was stabbed by the hostility inside.He couldn't apologize.He couldn't apologize in front of Sirius Black.

"You heard what I said," he said firmly.

Apologize quickly... A small voice in his heart said, you shouldn't hurt her on purpose like this.

No!She uses me!She hurt me first!Another sharp voice screamed, she doesn't care!I want to see if she can not care!I'd rather she hate me than she doesn't care!

The table and chairs beside Marciana began to vibrate, her left hand was covered and faded by the silver liquid, faded and covered again, she stared straight at Snape, and the objects around her were all the same. Levitate.

A teacup that hadn't been cleared up in time exploded, sending broken porcelain pieces everywhere.Tonks let out a cry.

"Martha! Martha, calm down!" Lupine yelled anxiously, "Severus, please apologize! Martha, calm down first!"

Snape's cheeks and the back of his hands were gashed with blood from the shards of porcelain, but he didn't take a step back.

Suddenly, everything stopped, and the objects floating in the air fell to the ground with a snap.

Marciana closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths.She opened her eyes, took out a box the size of a matchbox from her pocket and threw it on the ground. The box quickly became bigger and became her half-old dragon suitcase.

"Fight, now, immediately." She squeezed out the words between her teeth, "Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I won't touch your room in the middle of the night and cut off your tongue."

After speaking, she opened the box and got in.

Sirius frowned, "Snape's mouth really needs to be cleaned up, it hasn't changed for so many years. No, I can't let him hurt Martha."

Tonks said blankly, "I think you are worrying too much. I was afraid that Martha would kill him by mistake."

Sirius said seriously, "Snape knows a lot of dark arts, and is despicable enough. He is difficult to deal with."

"You don't understand." Tonks shook his head, "Martha is even better."

Over there, Lupine was pulling Snape desperately, but he pushed him away. He saw Snape get into the box after him, and saw his two useless teammates standing side by side arguing about who was stronger. He couldn't help feeling sad. come from.

As soon as Snape climbed into the box, the lid snapped shut.Almost the moment he stood still, Marciana pounced on him—unarmed, without sword or shield, and without a wand.

He cast an Iron Armor Charm reflexively, and Marciana was ejected.She turned over on the spot and rushed over more fiercely.

"Are you crazy? Are you just fighting me empty-handed?" Snape yelled.

"I thought you were just looking for beatings, but I didn't expect you were looking for death." Marciana gritted her teeth, "I'm afraid I can't help but kill you with a weapon."

She came to him with lightning speed and bent her elbow, and Snape unleashed an Iron Armor Charm with great agility.Marciana immediately turned the bump into a grab, borrowed strength from his shoulder, swung around behind him, hugged him by the waist and slammed down, throwing him out forcefully.

Fortunately, Snape's Iron Armor Curse has not been removed, otherwise this blow would have thrown him into a slight concussion.

Marciana pounced on him non-stop, but Snape was not an easy-going lamp either. At this moment, the reaction he had practiced when he was chased and intercepted by the four-man group of marauders in his youth was fully awake.He rolled nimbly to avoid Martha, aiming for a fainting spot at the same time.Marciana turned sideways to avoid the curse, and jumped up suddenly.

Big mistake, thought Snape, how do you hide in the air?He cast a Stunning Charm almost immediately.

Seeing that the stun spell was heading straight for Marciana, she suddenly turned into a silver-gray wolf, and the spell flew past with a pair of pointed ears.The wolf landed on Snape impartially, throwing him to the ground, crushing him firmly with almost a hundred catties of weight.Not only that, she actually opened her mouth to hold his neck, making a threatening purring sound.

Snape's neck was ground by his teeth, his arms were stepped on by the pads of his flesh, his body was pressed by his furry and warm belly, and there was a big tail sweeping around on his legs. He felt that he had never encountered anything more absurd than this in his life. up.He struggled to get his arm out from under one paw, and gently pushed the fluffy neck, "Okay, okay, you change back first."

She changed back, rode on his waist angrily, pressed his wrists with both hands, and shouted, "Are you crazy? Why do you say that about my family?!"

"Yes, that was my mistake, but aren't you insane too?!" Snape yelled even louder, "You're fucking desperate for Black to take a walk without the Ministry of Magic watching?! Black that trash Is he worth it?"

"Are you sick? What does this have to do with Sirius Black?!" she yelled.

"Don't lie to me! Didn't you tie Wormtail so he could clear his name!" Snape growled.

"What? No! Of course it's a good result, but did I ever say that I must catch Wormtail and come back? Did I say that?"

"Did you even risk your life just because of this smugness?! You are as reckless as Potter!"

"I'm not doing it for my own sake!" she said loudly, "I've said it's for Lily's sake!"

Snape was stunned.

"I'm for Lily. Wormtail is the one who killed her, and of course Voldemort, but I won't be able to do anything about him for a while." She let go of his wrist. "She is my friend. I To avenge her. Simple as that."

She straightened up, "You'll do the same for her, so stop blaming me."

"...Are you going down first?" Snape said awkwardly.

She snorted and rolled over, "Don't change the subject, why do you say that about my father?!"

He sat up and snorted coldly, "I shouldn't have said that about your mother and siblings. Yes, I was wrong, but did I say wrong about your father? A husband and father cannot protect their wives and children... ..."

A layer of frost formed on Marciana's face, "Shut up! You are not allowed to say that!"

"I'm not wrong!" Snape came up stubbornly. At this moment, he didn't know which husband or father he was talking about. There was a look of hatred on his face, "He should protect her...theirs. Hide them Alright, find a reliable secret keeper instead of being a hero and doing whatever you want..."

"Shut up! Shut up!" Marciana's face was pale, and she was ten times angrier than before. She rushed forward again, covering his mouth with both hands, "Don't say it! Shut up!"

He quickly grabbed her wrist, "Why don't you let me say it? Isn't it? I..."

He suddenly stopped talking.He suddenly realized that the expression on her face was not anger, but pain.Tears welled up in her eyes.

Marciana pulled her hand back abruptly and pushed him hard, tears streaming down her face.

"I don't need you to tell me." She raised her eyebrows, her eyes were red, and said word by word: "Do you think I don't know?"

She buried her face deeply in her palms, bent down silently, and tears fell from between her fingers in big drops.

Snape didn't know how to comfort people, so he could only support her stiffly, and stroked her hair hesitantly.

Fortunately, she didn't seem to care about his reaction, she just kept crying silently, until the tears were also drained, then she sighed and rested her forehead weakly on his shoulder.

"I've been thinking about it for many years... I don't know why he didn't hide us." She said wearily, and after a long pause, she sighed again: "...Actually, when I saw my patron saint You know, I can't forgive him in my heart... My patron saint was supposed to be a wolf like my father, and before he died, my patron saint already had a vague shape..."

"It's not a big deal if you can't forgive your father..." he whispered. "I just hate my father. He's a drunk and a coward. At least your father seemed to be doing well while he was alive."

Marciana let out a short voice that I don't know whether it was a chuckle or a low cry, "Yes...he is a good father. You know that parents say that they love several children equally, but there is always a favorite, right?"

"...I don't know, I'm the only child."

"Well... my mother actually prefers my younger sister, but my father prefers me. In fact, the child also likes slightly more between the two parents... I liked my father the most when I was young." She said softly, he couldn't see her face, but felt that she seemed to be smiling.

"Well, he actually spoiled me. As long as it is what I want, no matter how whimsical he is, he will get it. As long as it is the magic I want to learn, no matter how difficult it is, he will secretly teach me behind my mother's back, and never say I'm too young to learn..."

Snape suddenly remembered that Moody had said that when she was a child she had offered to do his housework and run errands for the apprentice Aurors in exchange for them teaching her.

No wonder.

A child with such a keen intuition like her probably knows that there are no people in the world who would treat her unconditionally well, so she learned to please adults cautiously.

"I'm sorry..." he whispered, "your father... he probably did his best. A lot of people died in that time...I didn't mean to say..."

"You are, you did it on purpose." Marciana said sullenly, "You don't know why you are crazy, and you deliberately pick the most ugly words to annoy me."

Snape couldn't deny it, "…I'm sorry."

"What's the matter with you?"

"I don't know. I'm mad at you for taking my word for it, for taking risks for Black, and for being too big."

"Who told you what to say, I'm asking you openly." She said in a nasal voice, "Also, I didn't trust you, I'm sure."

"How sure are you? Do you know that the Dark Lord is in the base camp today?"

"More than [-]%. I'm not going to single-handedly challenge Voldemort. I have planned everything. I will follow the Death Eaters to apparate to the base camp, quietly find Wormtail, and when he is alone, I will sneak attack and subdue him, and then cut off his magic hand immediately." Apparated away. He is an insignificant person, and he will only be remembered when he disappears for a day or two." She said unconvinced, "It's better than the day you returned to Voldemort's command."

"Can these two things be compared?"

"Stop looking down on people."

"...I didn't look down on you."

"You are a bad-tempered guy who stomps on people's feet and speaks without choice."

Snape was tongue-tied, unable to refute for a while, "...I am."

"Why should others put up with your bad temper? Next time you dare to offend me by saying bad things, I'll beat you up."

He wanted to say that you have a good temper, and you are not seven years old, who would open your mouth to beat someone, but then he thought that he was really wrong.She was right, her habit of beating people only to slap people in the face, and cursing people to expose their faults is considered a chronic disease.Usually, he can apply what he has learned to Black and his ilk, but when his temper comes up, it is the innocent people around him who suffer, such as Lily back then, and Martha today.

"Well, that's fair enough," he said reluctantly, "it's anyone's guess who beats who."

Marciana snorted confidently, revealing Gryffindor's muscular nature.

They sat side by side on the ground for a while, Marciana pushed him, "Go first, I'll wash my face before going up."

After Snape left, Marciana sat with her knees hugged against the wall.

After a lot of crying, it seemed like a big stone was removed from her chest.

She closed her eyes and could still see her mother standing in the kitchen scooping up soup, tasting the soup, the sun blazing in her hair.

Marciana remembered everything in the living room, the smell of the food, the warmth of the sun on her skin.

She remembered that Julia was not even as high as the table, tiptoeing on the edge of the table and sneaking a look at a large plate of potato wedges that had just been fried.

She remembered how Julia raised her little head, smiled obediently, and the pair of dimples on her bulging little face were so sweet—oh, this cunning little villain knows how to use cuteness at a young age His appearance softens the heart.

She would secretly take the hot potato wedges from the plate, and whisper to Julia behind her parents' back, "Blow it, let it cool down before eating." Then Julia would pout her petal-like lips and exclaim Breathing heavily, she took small bites of potato wedges with her hand.

"Call for God's Guardian." Marciana said softly, a tall silver red deer emerged from the tip of her wand, butted her face with its head, turned around the room and disappeared.

But where is the father?She remembered the yellow roses and freesias on the table, which her father bought for her mother; It was reproduced intact—but where is my father?

She felt a dusty sourness surging from her chest and hitting her nasal cavity. She couldn't bear such strong feelings for a while, and buried her head on her knees to breathe.

Yes, she saw it.He is here.

My father was wearing a white linen shirt tucked loosely into the top of his jeans, the sleeves rolled up to reveal his muscular forearms.He laughed and said he was going to show them his trick, turning a soft dough into a round pancake, and singing an Italian ballad loudly on purpose.Mother laughed and said he was showing off, and tiptoed to kiss him.His father showed his neat and white teeth when he smiled, and he was so young and handsome that he was in a mess.

Anger and pain are like ink stains on old photos. After being washed away, the tall figure who has always been there behind emerges.

I'm sorry, Dad, I deliberately forgot you for so many years.

I forgive you daddy.

Sorry, I Love You.

Tears poured out of his eyes uncontrollably, "Huh... Huh God Guard...", a puff of silver smoke spewed out of the tip of the staff, but it was shapeless.

She closes her eyes.So many memories scrambling to come up.His father put the little girl on his shoulders and let her ruffle his hair.She cupped her father's face in her chubby hands and said she thought he was the most handsome man in the world.Her father tossed her into the air and caught her, and she let out a series of giggles...

"Call God to protect you." The silver smoke formed a vague four-legged animal. It was not clear what it was, but it was much shorter than a red deer.

Who was the first to teach her to invoke God for protection?

"Martha, watch out, call God to protect you!", the father said, a silver giant wolf emerged from the tip of his staff, galloping with vigor, she screamed excitedly and ran after the silver wolf.

"Hi! Are you the legendary heroine Martha! You accept my challenge!" Father made a funny duel pose, and she clashed with her with wooden swords.

Marciana couldn't help laughing, "Call God to protect you!" A silver wolf that was quite similar to the memory came out from the tip of the staff, but it was a little smaller.

Silver Wolf looked at her, put his head close to her cheek, and she gently reached out to hug it.

Although there was nothing in her hands, she felt warm all over her body, as if a serious illness had been cured, or a long-standing burden had been let go.She laughed again, and a stream of tears passed through the silver wolf and hit his leg.

Severus Snape had just emerged from the bathroom when a moonlit silver wolf appeared in front of him through the wall.

At first he thought it was Lupine who brought him the news, but when the silver wolf spoke, it was a female voice, "I did it."

He put down the towel that was wiping his wet hair, and looked at the beautiful and vigorous Patronus in surprise. It ran around him, and the silver light on its body illuminated the dark and simple corridor.Silver Wolf stopped in front of him, looking at him with upturned eyes.

He stretched out his right hand, it took a step forward, lowered its head and rubbed against his hand, and it turned into silver mist and disappeared between his fingers.

He held the non-existent temperature in his palm and smiled.

The author has something to say: Snape said the wrong thing.

Lily: Break up!break up! !

Martha: Come and get beaten :)

Snape: ...Is there anyone who is gentle and pleasant enough to accept my apology peacefully?

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To a certain extent, this chapter has successfully overturned... probably it can be regarded as a big progress in the relationship line (by mistake

But I think the reason why Martha gets along with the professor is because this woman can't bear him, revenges on the spot, doesn't hold grudges in her heart, but can be friends with him for a long time♂

Surprised or not, is it unexpected?The professor of this chapter - the professor we routinely need to be cured! ——Healed Maye in reverse!

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Also, many little angels have asked me, here I have a private setting that is not private, let me explain.

Martha's patron saint is still the red deer afterwards.

She was able to free the wolf with the memory of her father, but it was difficult.Her patron saint has basically been finalized. When I use ordinary happy memories, the patron saint is still a big red deer~

The changing nature of this patron saint is what I deduce based on the description in the original book (scratching one’s head

In the original book, it is explained that the Patronus will change into the shape of the lover's Patronus. In fact, it is because there are many happy memories between the two people, and they will gradually get used to using these memories related to each other to display the Patronus.So I infer (reasonably) that the Patronus has something to do with the contents of the memory, and can change depending on which memory you use.This is of course extremely difficult.Martha has used the Red Deer Patronus for so many years, and it has been finalized. In use, she will no longer try to release wolf-shaped Guardians.