dumb wizard

Not long after, Snape came out with his clothes neatly dressed, even the top buttons were not undone, which densely covered all the skin below his head, and he felt pity and surprised himself.

But now is obviously not the time to pay attention to this, because Snape's face is so gloomy that Xiu, who is well adapted to him after being with him for a long time, can't help shaking.

"Well, Mr. White, tell me, what beautiful scenery in the cellar can make you come half an hour before the confinement time, so that some, ah... not very pleasant things happen." Snape said coldly, repairing He moved uneasily.

Under Snape's cold gaze, Xiu took out a pen and paper and wrote: "Professor Snape, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. Because I encountered some problems while reading this afternoon, and I want to ask for advice." That's why you came early."

Xiu's explanation made Snape's face turn pale, "Forget it this time, but I don't want the same thing to happen next time. Mr. White, I don't have so much time to waste on you, stop making claims , come to confinement in advance."

Xiu could only nod his head, afraid that if he showed any rebuttal, even the six-hour confinement every week would be cancelled.

Snape was satisfied with his obedience, "Okay, now ask your question, maybe I can give you a satisfactory answer."

Xiu cheered up all of a sudden, and scribbled down a long list of questions in his notebook. The elegant cursive characters dazzled the eyes.

Snape quickly scanned through all the questions, thought for a while, and then began to explain.

Hugh was an excellent student, even as harsh as Snape could not deny that.

He is smart and hardworking, not limited to book knowledge, he can draw inferences from one instance, and many viewpoints can make people's eyes shine. Teaching Xiu is definitely a pleasant thing.

Time passed quickly during the discussion and exchange between the two, and it was already three hours later when they realized it.

Snape's face had returned to indifference, and he couldn't see the enthusiasm he was immersed in academics just now.Xiu closed the book and wrote in the notebook: "Professor Snape, thank you for clarifying my doubts."

Snape ignored him, snapped his fingers crisply, and the house elf who had been wearing a tea towel appeared suddenly.

"One dinner," Snape ordered dryly.

The house elf hunched over, the tip of her long nose almost touching the floor, "Yes. Professor Snape, Meimei is at your service!"

With a "poof", the elf disappeared again.

Only then did Xiu realize that Snape missed dinner because of his arrival, which made him extremely guilty.

"Professor Snape, I'm sorry, it's all because of me that you missed dinner." Snape glanced at the notebook handed to his nose, and when he looked up, he saw Xiu lower his head, saying "I was wrong , please punish me."

Snape frowned, "This is none of your business, Mr. White, what you need to do now is to leave the cellar and go back to the Ravenclaw Tower. Of course, I don't mind if Ravenclaw deducts twenty points, because of your night tour."

Xiu didn't refute anything, but lowered his head even lower.

Snape rubbed between his brows, "Well, Mr. White, tell me, are you trying to make up for a trivial dinner?"

Xiuwei raised his head, just as the pen in his hand touched the notebook, the house elf named Meimei reappeared, holding a quite sumptuous dinner in his hand.

Snape ignored the stubborn Xiu and enjoyed his belated dinner.

Hugh sat by the side the entire time, making no further attempts to interrupt Snape's dinner (or supper?).

Snape's eating posture was very elegant, standard aristocratic etiquette, but he didn't procrastinate at all. He quickly settled all the food and called the house elves to clean it up.

When Snape's eyes flicked to Xiu, he frowned, "Mr. White, I thought you had already left."

Xiu Angry, dare you just ignore my existence?

Snape didn't care about his stare, and simply issued an eviction order, "Mr. White, there are still 10 minutes before the curfew. If you leave now, maybe there is still time."

Xiu jumped up, couldn't care about anything else, picked up the book and rushed towards the door, barely stopped at the door, turned around and ran back, and scribbled in his notebook: "Professor Snape, Christmas is yours!" stay in school?"

Snape frowned, "Mr. White, I don't think this has anything to do with you?"

Xiu looked at him again with that "You bully me, I'm so pitiful" look, Snape's temples inevitably throbbed, "Get out!"

Can't fix it, insist on getting an answer.

Snape used a time display spell, "Mr. White, you only have 3 minutes left. It seems that you will not be able to return to the Ravenclaw Tower before the curfew. Twenty points will be deducted from Ravenclaw for the night tour." .”

Although Xiu felt sorry for those [-] minutes, he still stubbornly stood there, trying to look up at Snape, waiting for his answer.

After staring at each other for 10 minutes, Snape failed again, "Okay, Mr. White, if you insist, I will stay in school."

damn it!This kid wasted another 10 minutes of his time with the crucible!

Unlike Snape's gnashing of teeth, Xiu who got the answer was extremely happy, and left the cellar briskly, and his slender figure quickly sank into the deep darkness.

Xiu, who left the cellar, originally walked in the direction of the Ravenclaw tower, but after 5 minutes, he realized that he had already deducted [-] points anyway, so he used the reason of the night tour!

Turning the corner and going up the stairs, the stairs of Hogwarts were also sleeping at night, instead of moving randomly like during the day, Xiu quickly came to the eighth floor.

The Response Room has been improved, still with pure white walls, KING-SIZE big bed, and log furniture.

Since the first time he came here, he has been trying to find a sense of belonging in this room created by his own consciousness, so that he is not so overwhelmed.

Xiu wrapped himself up like a mummy with a quilt, rolled back and forth on the big bed covered with white sheets, rubbing against the soft pillows from time to time.

After tossing and tossing for more than half an hour, Xiu couldn't resist the surging drowsiness, and fell into a dream under the quilt.

Xiu floated in mid-air, staring blankly at the scene on the ground that was interpreted like a movie.

"Look...at...me..."

Those obsidian-like eyes were finally no longer empty and indifferent, but filled with countless complex emotions.The emerald eyes behind the lens were full of panic and bewilderment, he squatted there, powerless to the man's situation.

A man's life flashes through the mind of a teenager who has grown enough to be himself.

His scarred childhood, his increasingly gloomy youth, and his dark and desperate youth are like a ridiculous and tragic movie.

Eventually the man closed his black eyes forever, he was finally freed from this ridiculous life, whether it was the Dark Lord, Dumbledore, or Potter, it had nothing to do with him anymore.

Just like when he died, Xiu looked at them motionless, his heart was barren, neither sad nor happy.

He is an outsider after all.

His rebirth is like a ridiculous farce. He is in the middle of the game, but he still plays the role of a spectator.

The Dark Lord will still return, the savior will still faithfully perform his duty of saving the world, the Iron Triangle of Gryffindor will become tougher with time, and that man will eventually die.

And there was nothing he could do.

When Xiu woke up from the dream, the blankness of the dream remained on his expression.

He suddenly sneered, and he didn't know whether he was laughing at this ridiculous fate, or at his overreaching in wanting to save the black-haired man.