[HP] S·M event book

No.23 Hmm... mylord. (3)

Saila held hands, the sharp pain did not attract her much attention, and she watched a figure walking out of the woods not far away in panic.

The billowing black robe made her pupils shrink suddenly - Snape.

How long has he been standing there?

The gloomy snake king walked slowly in front of them. Parkinson's eyes lit up on the ground, and he screamed with all his strength, "—help me!"

Snape glanced at her expressionlessly, then quickly looked away, imprinting Sierra's stubbornness in the black eyes, and the tumbling things in them almost burst out, making people shudder.Sela was forced by his momentum to take a step back.

Such behavior made Snape snort sarcastically, and his hissing voice aroused the fear in Sierra's whole body, "You're not even afraid of killing people, what are you afraid of?"

——He should have seen it all!

This realization made Sairaz tense up, and turned to look at him with some hostility.

"Eleven years old, Unforgivable Curse, Sierra Morris, should I praise you for being a genius, or should I say you are... hopelessly arrogant and arrogant fool?"

Sara shuddered, bit her lower lip tightly, and turned pale.

"Personally I prefer the latter." Snape continued sneering, "Obviously you didn't listen to me - you not only pointed your wand at a Hogwarts student, but also cast the Cruciatus Curse on her. If It’s not that I blocked it in time, you can even use the death curse. Are you so impatient to patronize Azkaban?”

Sai La opened her mouth and defended herself softly, "She...she can't go back, she will say things she shouldn't say."

"Very good!" Snape laughed angrily, "A...'Muggle' who was made to run around, a timid and cowardly idiot, who can kill people with ease, is really beyond his appearance! I should say ...Bloodline is really a wonderful existence, isn't it? It can make certain natures deeply rooted..."

"—Shut up!" Saila screamed suddenly, and then saw the eerie snake king in front of her with a stunned expression. She thought her brain was broken, but she wanted to continue talking.Snape's indifference made her angry, she thought... at least he could be trusted - after Saru's death.

This is the second time that Sierra has scolded the eerie dean. If the first time was a misunderstanding, then this time... well, I hope he won't shut himself up forever.

"You've been there— haven't you?! You...you could have come out earlier to stop me! Or stop her! But you didn't do anything! She has bad intentions, and I won't let it go! You didn't Do you know?! You don't think I will beg or warn her not to leak it! Or are you trying to protect a student against me? Are you trying to betray 'him'?! Since you chose to Stand idly by, please stand firm! People always have to pay the price for their actions!"

By the end, she was almost hissing.Sara didn't want this at first, but it was clear she wasn't very good at controlling her emotions.Once some things have a crack, they will quickly fall apart.

Yes, the price.

She has paid her price, and everyone should be the same, which is only fair.

Even if there is no fairness...she will create it!

A strange blush appeared on her pale cheeks, and Sierra gasped, glaring at Snape.

After a while, Snape squinted his eyes. The girl was only half right. He was indeed hiding from the side all the time, but not at the beginning.

Snape knew there was trouble when Sara didn't show up for her labor service on time after dinner - and Hogwarts troubles always kept popping up.He once cast a small tracking spell on Sierra, but the spell would disappear automatically after more than 24 hours, so that he walked around in the Forbidden Forest for a long time before he found it on the edge them.

At that time, Sai La was kneeling in front of "him" and kissing the back of "him" hand.

Like all devout, fanatical and fearful Death Eaters.

But... there are some differences.

Therefore, he chose to observe from the sidelines.The bottom line is human life - of course, he hopes he never gets the chance to come forward, and that means an 11-year-old girl is ready to start killing.

pity……

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"An impassioned speech, wasn't it?" Snape smirked, "Indeed, the price, the price you pay for disobeying your master is a Boggart - I hope you haven't forgotten what you did yesterday. "

Of course, the smothered, hopeless pleasure of defying "him" for the first time still makes Sara shudder.

Frighten her, fascinate her.

"That's none of my business." Saila licked her dry lips and continued, "Things would have happened without my help... The great white wizard and savior has always been against 'him', My existence is so small compared to them. 'He' just misunderstood, I will explain to 'him' - I don't know anything about it, I just happened to be there at the time."

"Nice plan, no one would dare to fool 'him'." Snape said sarcastically, eyeing Sierra with extreme contempt, "but these have to be built on a foundation that I won't expose, Miss Morris, I don't It's not 'knowing nothing'. Then... what will happen? One Remembrance Curse, or one Cruciatus Curse and you'll be able to honestly call them all out."

"Then why didn't you report to 'him' what happened yesterday?" Serra asked back. "You know, Lucius Malfoy was captured, the plan failed—he's definitely not in a good mood."

Snape withdrew his expression slightly, stared at Sierra inscrutablely, as if he was meeting this person for the first time, and then hissed after a while, "I am relieved for my master, because although you are so stupid in magic Extremely, but not too badly in the way things are done. I'm glad you noticed that. But if you try to use this as a bargain - I have reported some news to the master, but those are Dumbledore He didn’t trust me that much for the leaked false information. I feel sorry for the failure of the plan, and I will be ready to be punished... I hope you have the same awareness.”

"Yes, 'he' will punish me, but..." Sierra tilted her head slightly to look at Snape, "You will also lose the trust of 'him'."

Snape raised an eyebrow, half smiling.

"Although 'he' can use the Cruciatus Curse on me without hesitation, he can also try to punish me in some way that he thinks is mild." Saila said, obviously thinking of something bad, but she controlled it well. own emotions. "But...'he' dotes on me quite a lot, 'he' doesn't like anyone to gossip in front of'him' for my affairs, even if they are all real facts. Of course, my punishment will not be less afterwards...Professor, let me A sincere reminder to think twice before acting."

Snape squinted, his black eyes showed surprise, but he hid it well, "Even if you do some small tricks behind 'him'? I have been loyal to 'him' for much longer than you , 'He' doesn't like it when someone disobeys 'Him' - the smallest gesture is a betrayal. I'm sure you've never done anything like this before, have you?"

Saila's face turned extremely pale immediately, and she couldn't help but flinch -- she was indeed hit to a fatal point.She swallowed her throat and said in a low voice: "'he' won't kill me, 'he'...has always indulged me." She couldn't tell if she was justifying the professor or persuading herself. Good effect, her eyes gradually became firm, "I am the only family member of 'him', since 'he' can keep me alive till now, he will never kill me because of trivial things!"

When he found out that he didn't have the slightest talent for magic, that person really wanted to kill her. He was timid, cowardly, and stupid, and "he" thought that he had tarnished "his" bloodline.

But she survived in the end, because she has a life-saving talisman-and also the only value of existence.

Saila closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she had stabilized well. There were small and broken voices in her ears, and she looked down—Parkinson was twisting his body and trying to crawl away from here. See Saila Ra noticed her, terrified and hopeless, her eyes flicked back and forth between Seira and Snape, and she shuddered with fear.

"She heard it all." Saila said, she looked at Snape with some maliciousness, "You can't hide your identity anymore, Dumbledore will definitely be very happy to invite you to Azkaban for a cup of tea."

Snape raised an eyebrow, "Then?"

"Secrets will not be leaked unless they are sealed in the mouth of the dead." She said, bending down and picking up the wand on the ground. "If you still have compassion for the students, I don't mind helping you."

"It seems that you are very skilled in casting death curses on people." He said meaningfully.

Sera twirled her wand expressionlessly, "I don't have any talent for magic, but I'm very hardworking...'He' only taught me these three spells, and I have to learn them."

Of course Snape understood what she meant. For her, the profound black magic of the Unforgivable Curse required repeated practice to have any effect. "I thought you were a pretty Slytherin, but now... I'm disappointed in you, it seems I'm overestimating you."

"I can't think of anything but to kill her."

"Then honestly open your eyes to see clearly, I hope your head full of slugs can be a little smoother at this time." He snorted coldly, raised his hand and pointed his wand at Parkinson, and drew a few beautiful strokes. The radian of "--everything is forgotten."

Sierra stared dumbfounded at Parkinson fainting on the ground, speechless in astonishment. She had never encountered such a way of solving problems without casualties.

She walked up to Parkinson and knelt down, poked with her wand, and asked blankly, "That's all right? Forgot?" Noticing Snape's contemptuous expression, she still didn't react, and gradually, she revealed A look of worship.

Snape was choked by this expression, he glared at Sierra, and said through gritted teeth: "I hope you can use your only advantage to learn this spell, and then use it on me, so that I can tell 'him' next time I won't expose you when I report!"

Sierra couldn't help shivering.

The previous arrogance suddenly dissipated.

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