I'm playing a big knife at HP

"I know what Potter's sudden talent for potions is all about," Snape had told Marciana as soon as he sat down at breakfast this morning.

"It obviously didn't come from Lily." Marciana took a sip of coffee.

"Of course not." Snape sneered. "Except for those eyes, Potter didn't inherit anything from Lily."

"Well, he also inherited Lily's bad sister."

"Let me correct you - it was Petunia who inherited Potter's terrible son from Lily. Although I don't know which of them is more unlucky."

Marciana pushed a mug of black coffee in front of Snape: "Here, the caffeine you desperately need. Even if it's you, it's a bit exaggerated to start being mean early in the morning."

Snape took a few sips of his kindness and brought the topic back to Harry: "Potter almost killed Draco last night."

"I heard from Bobby that it seems to be the spell that Lestrange used to hurt me. It's an absolute black magic. Where did Harry learn it? If you didn't teach me, I wouldn't have heard of it." heard of it."

Snape glanced at her with some guilt - after all, there was a very shallow mark on her left brow bone. "Uh, speaking of it, you haven't forgotten the counter-curse I taught you, have you?"

Marciana gave him a strange look: "When did you see me forget the spell? By the way, where did you learn it? You and Lestrange both know it, so the Dark Lord taught it?"

"No." Snape hid his face in the coffee cup and mumbled, "...I invented it."

"What are you?!"

Snape sighed, and explained what happened last night in detail: "...Then I used Legilimency to find out that he has been using my old textbook for a year. There is no doubt that it is my The notes helped him become Slughorn's favorite. Besides the potions notes, I also wrote many little jinxes of my own invention in the book, and that's how Potter learned to be invisible."

Marciana was amazed: "You were only 16 years old!"

"Why, you are the only one with talent? Don't be so surprised, I know you invented a lot of spells when you were studying."

"That's right, but Shenfeng Wuying consumes less mana, is powerful, and has its own bleeding effect, not to mention that you also invented the anti-curse at the same time." Marciana smiled and held her chin, "Ah, so jealous, You are a genius."

Snape glanced at her. Although he knew she was exaggerating, he still felt good about it.

Marciana became curious: "Show me your book?"

"No search, Potter hid it."

"Okay." Marciana pouted, "Then how do you plan to punish him?"

Snape gave an evil smile: "Stort, every week, until the end of term."

"Hey, is it so light? You have become kinder as you get older."

"Every Saturday at ten o'clock in the morning."

This Saturday morning is the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.

Marciana was struck again by Snape's childish obsession.

In fact, this childish punishment only scares Harry in the end, without leaving him any real regrets - although Harry was absent, Ginny managed to turn the tide and Gryffindor still won the game.Harry and Ginny have started dating, and they are immersed in the joy of love every day-Marciana deeply feels that the turbulent period is really an Italian romance. You see, Ron and Hermione have become, and so have Harry and Ginny. up.

Soon it was June, and the situation outside became more and more tense every day.Marciana and Dumbledore went to several places where Voldemort was rumored to have been, but there was no clue of the crown.As the year approached, the time for Dumbledore to feign death and retreat behind the scenes was approaching.That afternoon, Dumbledore summoned Marciana and Snape to his office.The two rushed towards the principal's office side by side, turned a corner, and just heard Professor Trelawney's nervous voice: "...I must admit, at first I thought he didn't like divination... I remember feeling a bit weird at first, that I hadn't eaten much that day...but then...but then we were rudely interrupted by Severus Snape!"

Snape stopped abruptly, his face turning pale.

"What?" came a boy's voice, it seemed to be Harry.

Trelawney continued babbling: "...there was a commotion outside the door, and then the door was knocked open, and the very vulgar bartender stood outside with Snape, and Snape babbled that he had gone up the wrong stairs , however I suspect he was caught eavesdropping on Dumbledore's interview with me - you see, he was looking for a job himself and no doubt wanted to gain some experience..."

Marciana had never seen such depth of shame, pain and hatred in Snape's face. His face was as hard and cold as marble, but his eyes were burning red, and he looked like a seriously ill man.She worried: "Are you okay?"

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, all expressions were erased.

"It's okay, let's go, Dumbledore is still waiting."

Marciana was a little disturbed—she saw desperation and fear in his eyes.

When they walked to the gargoyle, they found that there was already a person there.

Harry was pacing up and down, yelling various phrases that might have been slogans.Hearing footsteps behind him, Harry turned around.The moment he saw Snape, the boy's eyes turned red, and he rushed towards him like a bull seeing the red cloth.

"It's you! It's you!!" Harry yelled crazily, reaching out to grab his collar, Marciana quickly stopped him with one hand, but Harry struggled endlessly, as if he didn't see Marciana, straight Leaping on Snape: "Let me go! I'm going to kill you! You killed my parents!"

Snape's face was ashen, and he took a step back, as if Harry's hateful eyes were a big cup of boiling oil thrown at him, and he had to dodge reflexively.He looked up at her, and Marciana suddenly understood the desperation and fear in his eyes.

"You overheard the prophecy! You told Voldemort the prophecy! You and Peter Pedilou killed my parents! Murderer! Murderer!" Harry hissed.

Marciana stopped Harry with one hand, and with a wave of her left palm, a surge of magic power surged out, pushing Snape away a few steps: "Go in."

He looked up, and Marciana turned her head and shouted, "Get in! Now!"

Snape hesitated for a moment, then finally turned around and shouted a slogan, and disappeared into the spiral staircase.

Harry rushed forward, beat the stone monster that moved back to its original place as if to vent his anger, and let out an angry roar.

"Harry! Stop!" Marciana snapped, pouring magic into her voice, "Calm down!"

The intimidating voice echoed in the corridor, Harry seemed to have finally regained his sanity, and stopped panting heavily.

"What's the matter?" Marciana put a comforting hand on his shoulder, "Do you have anything to say to me?"

The boy looked at her with red eyes for a while, and finally shook his head: "It's nothing, Professor Larosa."

"Okay then." Marciana sighed, "Your hand is scratched, it's better to go to the medical room to bandage it."

Harry gave a muffled hum, and looked at the knuckles injured by hitting the stone statue just now without paying much attention.After watching Harry leave, Marciana said the slogan to the gargoyle and went to Dumbledore's office.

When she entered the office, she first glanced at Snape, and found that he was very pale, but his expression had calmed down.

"I called you here today because I have to explain my funeral." Dumbledore said straight to the point.

"What an unlucky thing you said." Marciana sat down generously.

"I'm afraid what I'm going to talk about today is really not a pleasant thing. First, after I 'die', Marciana, Severus, I will contact you two alone. I'm sorry, but For the sake of confidentiality, you can no longer communicate or meet again."

Marciana and Snape looked at each other, she turned her head first and nodded.

"Secondly, Severus, I need you to do your best to ensure that you remain in favor with Voldemort. And Marciana," the old wizard turned to her, "I need you to replace me in the Order of the Phoenix as soon as possible." leadership."

Marciana also agreed.She knew that as one of the youngest members of the Order of the Phoenix, it might not be easy, but if Dumbledore wanted to continue to have some control over the Order of the Phoenix, it could only be through herself, so she had to do it.

"Thirdly, Severus, when the time comes, you will kill me, and you don't need to worry about the rest of the plan. Remember what you promised me and Narcissa Malfoy."

"Aren't you afraid that I will really kill you?" Snape asked with a frown.

"If this is the case, it proves that our plan has failed." Dumbledore said firmly, "You just do it and treat me as if I replaced you and Draco. If that's the case, Marciana, you I will officially take over the Order of the Phoenix and become Severus' top line."

"Don't worry, you won't fail." Marciana said confidently.

Seeing that Snape nodded in response, Dumbledore showed a smile: "Then I won't bother you, cherish this last time together."

"Why is this getting more and more unlucky?" Marciana was very upset, "Albus, I've never seen a boss treat you like this, if we break up due to lack of communication, it's all your fault .”

"To be honest, I'm about to die socially, and I still have the mind to care about whether your relationship goes well?" Dumbledore took out a chocolate frog from the drawer and threw it into his mouth, showing a normal big frog. Different sly smiles, "Young people, people who fall in love are all alike, but the reasons for breaking up are different. Good luck to you."

After leaving the principal's office, Marciana turned her head to observe Snape's expression, and looked outside the castle: "I want to take a walk in the Forbidden Forest." Snape agreed.

They wandered to the cliff on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and the two sat side by side on the rough rocks, watching the rough mountains of the Scottish Highlands being reflected pink and purple by the setting sun, and watching the orange-red sunset sinking in the west.

"I know what it's like to lose someone you love so much," she said softly, "I found my sister's body. They killed my sister just like that under the bed and didn't even have the respect to bring her out — as if she were just an animal. That was my dearest person."

Snape shook his head. "Not the same. It was my fault."

"You're doing everything you can to make it up, aren't you? And I know the pain won't stop. You've been through it."

She put the five fingers of her left hand into the five fingers of his right hand and held them tightly.He shook her back too, wrapping his long fingers around her thin, callused palm.

"Severus, you were wrong when you said I wasn't afraid of death. I was. I was afraid that after I died no one would remember them, my family. No one would remember them as if they had never existed as before."

He was silent for a while, and said, "Then I'll make a copy for you."

"What did you say?"

"I'll help you remember them too."

She smiled and squinted at him: "You help me remember? What do you remember?"

"I remember your father was black and your mother was red. His favorite pizza was a Margherita and she was good at cooking. They were great parents. Your sister was red and she was clean .Your brother is four months old," he turned and brushed a lock of her hair behind her ear. "His sisters love him."

Marciana laughed, laughed, and covered her face tightly, her suppressed sobs dripping from her fingers.

"This is enough."

"I've actually seen them. I saw your family at Lihen Bookstore, one year around Christmas. Your sister has blue eyes like you, and she's a smart girl like you. I bought her two books with my pocket money, but I didn’t buy any of them myself. Your father’s chin is disgusting. Your mother said you were good boys. She was a really good mother.”

Marciana remembered that day, yes, she remembered that day.A warm and reassuring feeling welled up in her heart. She didn't know that just such an ordinary memory could bring such great comfort; just knowing that besides her, there was a living soul to share with her. Such a memory made her so grateful.

We all lose something that can never be made up.For example, Lily is to Severus, Julia is to Marciana, Ariana is to Albus, James is to Sirius.Some people can never be replaced.They left and left a big hole in your soul called "love".Then you realize that love is the scariest thing in the world, because it brings the deepest pain in the world, and even turns your heart into ashes.

Yet there is hope.In ashes, love can still grow.A new love cannot replace a lost love, yet love is love, and the new is as strong as the old.And the people we once loved dearly are with us because they are part of us.

Side by side, they watched the sky change from light blue to dark blue, and the stars gradually rose in the sky.

Suddenly, Marciana's heart skipped a beat, as if she felt something in the dark.She stood up and looked in the direction of Hogwarts.Under the sky full of stars, a green light slowly rose and turned into a skeleton with a poisonous snake in its mouth.She and Snape exchanged glances: they thought they had weeks, days at least, but it was tonight.

The time has come.