[HP] look at you

In the end, the House Cup belonged to Slytherin. Under the green auditorium, the faces of the other three houses were not very good, but only Gryffindor booed loudly.

Lily and Mary were also downcast, while Snape was in such a good mood that he couldn't keep the corners of his mouth down.

"You should blame Potter and Black." Snape said pointedly, "their pranks deducted too many points from Gryffindor."

Lily refuted it fairly: "But they actively answered the questions and added a lot of points."

Sometimes the world is so unfair. The two of them not only have a wealthy family and outstanding appearance, but also have natural talents. Even though they usually seem to be foolish and reckless, their academic performance is still very good.

Such a proud son of heaven is indeed easy to make people psychologically unbalanced.

Snape sneered disdainfully, but said nothing.

Olivia found that he seemed to have learned how to restrain his temper, instead of creating conflicts easily.

She couldn't help smiling at this small change.

Lily thought that she was also happy about the House Cup, so she pouted unhappily and said, "The one who will get the House Cup next year will definitely be Gryffindor."

Olivia deliberately said: "Actually, in this weather, it would be more refreshing to hang green accessories, and the golden red looks a little too hot."

Snape nodded sympathetically, and Lily waved her arms angrily.

In the evening the Slytherins held a small celebratory dance in the common room, attended by the seventh year graduates, who gave some emotional speeches.

For young wizards born in the wizarding world, Hogwarts is their only alma mater. Seven years of closed study life have made Hogwarts their other home.Basically, their important friends and future partners are almost all met at Hogwarts, and no one will feel reluctant to leave Hogwarts.

That Prefect Carlo said to Lucius with a smile on his face: "After I leave, Slytherin will be handed over to you."

Lucius replied proudly: "Don't worry, I will do my best to uphold Slytherin's honor."

Olivia noticed that Sister Carlo twitched her mouth in disapproval.

It seems that not everyone is convinced of Lucius.

This is normal, there are more than 20 old-school pure-blood families in the wizarding world, and you can pick out famous people if you count them up, and no one is more noble than anyone else.However, due to poor management, most of them have a good name-just like her mother, and their lives are not even as decent as Muggle wizards from wealthy families.

Among so many families, the Malfoy family has always been the one who knows how to exploit the best. They talk about eliminating Muggles, but they are not ambiguous at all when doing business with Muggles.

When Voldemort rose, the Malfoys were the first to embrace them, and their status in front of Voldemort was very different.So in the past few years, the Malfoy family has gradually gained the momentum of dominance, even the Black family with a deep heritage is a little inferior, and they are very kind in front of Malfoy.

The other pure-blood families looked at the Malfoy family, just like ordinary students look at James and Sirius, with envy, envy and hatred, awe and contempt at the same time.

It's just that the bones are soft and the knees are so obedient.

However, if they were to switch to them, they would not necessarily kneel slower.

Olivia and Snape, who couldn't escape from this occasion but couldn't blend in, hid in a corner and drank juice.

Kerry also sat next to Olivia, but she kept a proper distance that would not disturb them but also allow them to talk. If Olivia didn't talk to her, she would be silent as a wallflower.

Snape glanced at her and said in a low voice, "What is this? The Orpington Party?"

Olivia ate the grapes indifferently: "Anyway, Bistone looks pleasing to the eye... Well, these grapes are so sweet."

She peeled one off and stuffed it into his mouth.

Snape mumbled indistinctly: "Compared to Stone, your requirements are so low that it is sympathetic."

"Do you want to compare with you?"

"I don't think anyone else can put up with your bad personality like I do."

"...I have been robbed of all my words, what else can I say?" Olivia felt that Snape might lack a certain amount of self-knowledge.

After half of the time, Olivia was almost in a hurry when she saw her face. Just as Olivia was planning to slip away, she walked up to her alone.

"It's really remiss of all the gentlemen present to have such a beautiful lady sitting here. May I ask you to dance, Orpington?"

The visitor didn't introduce himself, probably because he thought Olivia should know her.

But... Looking at this tall boy, although Olivia often saw him appearing next to Lucius, he might be Lucius' friend, but she didn't know his name at all.

She looked at his outstretched hand in embarrassment, and spat out the grape seeds in her mouth into the fruit bowl next to her: "Sorry... I have grape juice all over my hands." Even after wiping with a towel, it was still a little sticky.

He smiled and took out his wand: "It's just a clear spring, such a simple spell, I dare to swear to Merlin, I have never failed."

It seems that she has made up her mind to let her dance.Olivia thought for a while, then simply stood up: "Then..."

"Theodore."

The man slapped his forehead and laughed: "It seems that I can't dance." He turned his head, "What's the matter, Lucius."

Lucius, who was standing with Narcissa in the distance, raised his glass: "Come here, I have something to tell you."

Theodore shrugged helplessly and said regretfully, "I will invite you again next time."

Olivia smiled and sat back.

"Theodore Nott, Malfoy's good friend." Snape calmed down Olivia after he left.

Oh, Knott's.Although Olivia didn't know anyone, she knew almost all the surnames in the wizarding world.Thanks to Ivan, she can know the family affairs of the wizard family without leaving home.

She glanced at the two people who were talking intimately, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"I want to go for a walk." Olivia stood up again.

Snape glanced at her and got up decisively, "I'm with you."

Olivia didn't want him to follow, but she didn't say anything.The two left the scene in a low-key manner, the closed stone wall blocked the excitement inside, and the darkness and coldness in the cellar immediately wrapped them tightly.

It was almost curfew time, and apart from them in the corridor, there were only gently shaking shadows on the floor tiles.

Olivia stopped at the stairway behind the corner, leaning her back against the wall and looking at the spiraling stairs, the surroundings were quiet, not even a talking portrait.

Snape moved over to lean beside her.He sensed that she was in a bad mood and wanted to say something, but he, who was eloquent in bickering and cursing, couldn't find a proper word at such a time.

It was exactly as it was in her memory.Snape tapped the bricks with his fingers behind his back in frustration.If it was Olivia, there would be countless ways to mobilize the atmosphere.

He looked sideways at her.Her eyes were lowered, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, casting a small shadow under the eyelids.

There was the sound of the wall moving around the corner, and someone also walked out of the lounge, walking slowly towards this side.

Snape stood up straight, but Olivia didn't move.

A person appeared from around the corner, a head of dazzling platinum hair seemed to brighten up the dark cellar.Snape froze for a moment, and suddenly realized that Olivia should be waiting for him.

"Are you so inseparable?" Lucius walked over slowly, his tone was the same as usual, still proud, reserved, and a little casual, "It's better to talk to you than to talk to you." My dad took it easy."

Olivia ignored him and looked up at Snape: "Severus, help me look out for someone."

Snape pursed his lower lip and walked to the other side of the corner.

Three people separated into two spaces.

But at that distance, Snape could still hear them both.

Lucius couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "You really trust him."

Olivia ignored this sentence, and instead continued the previous sentence: "I saw Mr. Malfoy at the station the last two times. I thought you two had a good relationship now."

"We are not the Black family, the Malfoy family has always been harmonious." Lucius said tactfully.

Olivia kicked him lightly on the calf: "Stop playing tricks with me."

Lucius laughed: "Your habit of using hands and feet hasn't changed."

When he said that, Olivia couldn't help but also smiled a little.

The atmosphere is somewhat relaxed.

Lucius walked to where Snape was before, leaning his back against the wall like Olivia did.He was tall, and Olivia could only look at his chest.

"Why are you still so small." Lucius looked down at her, and saw a thick black head.

Olivia looked up unhappy, and rolled her eyes at the floor: "You are seventeen, I am only twelve."

"Why do I feel like you were like this when you were two years old?"

"Then you were much more naive when you were seven years old than you are now."

"What do you remember back then?"

Olivia said blankly: "I remember you took me flying with a toy broom to scare me, but it fell from the sky and hung on a tree, and you asked me to call someone for you."

She was able to control herself to float in the sky when she couldn't walk, so she wasn't afraid of him deliberately shaking on the broom, but he tossed too hard and threw herself off.

"..." Lucius' expression cracked.

Of course he remembered this kind of dark history. At that time, Olivia was floating in the air, smiling so much that she showed a few baby teeth in her mouth.He asked her to call someone, but she looked like a mentally retarded person who couldn't understand.

"When I was eight years old..."

"Stop, stop!" Lucius blushed twice on his pale face, and embarrassedly stopped her from breaking the news, "Why do you remember so clearly? Someone must have told you."

Olivia raised her head: "Who else... can tell me?"

Lucius' expression froze.

There was a stalemate in silence for a while, and Olivia asked softly, "Before—Easter, the Malfoy family's banquet? Why didn't you find me?"

"You and those—" Lucius glanced around the corner with contempt in his eyes, "so inseparable, I really can't bear to disturb you?"

"I really want to scream, there is always a chance." Olivia said persistently.

Lucius sneered impatiently: "You're not important enough to bother."

Olivia walked away from the wall she was leaning against, took two steps forward, and walked around in front of Lucius.The difference in height made it easy for her to see the expression on his face clearly.

"So you'd rather go back and be reprimanded by Mr. Malfoy?"

He stared ahead indifferently, his gray-blue eyes were cold, colder than the temperature in this cellar.

Olivia leaned forward, raised her face and looked up at him: "What about Stone and Parkinson?"

"I consider my decision to be entirely wise and just."

"Oh, where was that Nott just now?"

"I happen to have something important to say to him, and I'm sorry if I interrupt the dance between you two."

Olivia smiled slyly and triumphantly: "Come on, Lucius, you always forget to lift your arrogant chin when you feel guilty."

Lucius raised his chin subconsciously, then stopped quickly.

Olivia laughed out loud.

Lucius was a little annoyed and a little embarrassed, and finally sighed helplessly, and said perfunctorily: "Well, I admit that because you are my cousin, I have favored you a little bit. This is human nature , I do not refuse your gratitude to me."

"Hmm—" Olivia dragged out a nasal voice, wanting to say something else.

Lucius patted her on the head lightly: "Okay, I should go back."

Olivia opened his hand dissatisfied.

Lucius touched her again deliberately, and after messing with her hair, he hurried forward a few steps.

"By the way," he turned his head and asked casually, "Are you still going to Switzerland for summer vacation?"

Olivia smoothed her messy hair, and said angrily: "Go to the United States, if there is any boring banquet, that's the reason why I can't go."

"You should avoid going to that kind of barbaric and vulgar place." After blackmailing the United States, Lucius straightened his clothes that were spotless, and walked back slowly as he had come here.

Watching his back disappear around the corner, Olivia exhaled and tied her hair back.

Seeing that Snape hadn't appeared, she walked over to take a look, and saw him standing by the wall, staring at the closed stone door of the common room, wondering what he was thinking.

"Sorry, Severus, to keep you standing here so long."

Snape turned his head, only to find that there was more worry in her brow than before.

He finally asked, "What's bothering you?"

"Huh?" Olivia touched her face, "Is it so obvious? I may be too worried about whether I can pass the astronomy class."

"Ollie." Snape called her name very shortly.

She was stunned.

He pursed his lips, paused for a while, and then whispered, "I want to help you."

When he looked at her back in front of the window in his memory, he thought for a long time before he came up with this sentence.

He said again as if uncertain: "Can I help you?"

Olivia looked at Snape, who was about the same height as herself, and the two pairs of dark eyes stared at each other. For a moment, they seemed to be able to understand each other's emotions and thoughts at the moment.

Just as she wanted to help him get out of the gloomy life, he also sincerely hoped to help her solve her difficulties and troubles.

But they are all hesitating and worried-do I really have this ability?

Olivia turned around and leaned against the wall again. The coolness of the wall invaded her skin through her clothes and penetrated into her body, gradually calming her down.

"I used to think that Lucius and I would become strangers." Olivia said slowly and softly.

The two of them were leaning on both sides of the corner, neither of them could see the other, but at the intersection of the two walls, they seemed to be able to feel the warmth of the other's body.

"He was five years older than me, and when my parents died, he happened to be the age to go to Hogwarts. In recent years, we have hardly seen each other."

Snape said honestly, "But he seems...still caring about you," albeit with a clear sense of distance.

Olivia looked at the wall lamp on the opposite wall, the dim light barely cast a slanting shadow on her.

"This is where I am in trouble." Olivia sighed helplessly.

If Lucius treats her like Narcissa treats Sirius, she will never be shaken in the slightest, but after finding out that he still misses their former friendship, it is difficult for her to see this boy as just a Crazy evil Death Eaters.

"He's protecting me." Careful not to drag her into the murky waters as the Death Eaters were rampant.

"That's good, isn't it?" Snape was a little puzzled, staring at what looked like back-to-back shadows of the two of them on the ground, wondering why Olivia was suffering.

The emotions accumulated in her heart for too long had no place to vent, and Olivia simply confides her heart: "Lucius chose a wrong path, I want to pull him back, but he doesn't want to, maybe, can't turn back. "

Snape remembered what she had said to him before, and when he thought of Lucius' identity, he suddenly realized: "You mean the mysterious people? You don't agree with their actions? You also think...they are evil like that ?”

What he knew about that man was limited to obscurity in the newspapers and vague compliments among Slytherin students. In his impression, he was a powerful wizard with noble blood, great power, who hated Muggles and insisted on pure blood. It seems a bit strong and ruthless, but he doesn't have too much resentment, on the contrary, he looks forward to such a strong demeanor.

"It's not a question of right or wrong." No one is absolutely just in the struggle between old and new interests. From her point of view, it is unacceptable to kill innocent people indiscriminately. But from the point of view of pure-blood families, they only want to fight for their own interests.

but--

"Lucius should at least pursue his own goals like a human being, instead of being branded as a slave and being used at will like a house elf."

Thinking of the blackness that she inadvertently glimpsed on his arm before, she trembled with anger.

Olivia suddenly turned around and grabbed Snape's arm, and said fiercely: "Did you know that the mysterious person you speak of will brand an indelible mark on the arms of his followers, just Like the kind tattooed on a slave's face back in the old days. He'll control you with this mark, summon you like a house-elf, punish you when you make a mistake, keep you humble and respectful at all times, treat him as Prostrate before him like a master, kissing the hem of his robe."

That's not a person, that's a dog.

The author has something to say:

I forgot to mention that the Carlo brothers and sisters, Theodore Knott, are all from Rowling's own generation

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Peacock really loves narcissus and doesn't dismantle CP, so don't get me wrong.

Peacock regards Ollie as her younger sister, not German orthopedics.

Although I almost got crooked as I was writing, ahem.

I miss the professor in my heart.

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Thanks to Ah Zi for leaving a message and adding points and mines, hard work

mwah