[HP] Subversion - Destined

I never expected that Snape would transfer me to his house - so coincidentally just off the alley, I thought he would just throw me back on Privet Drive.

Snape's house was as dark as the Hogwarts dungeon, which was quite cool on a summer night like this.The place is clean and tidy, without too much furniture. The most striking thing is a row of huge cabinets against the wall. Some of them are books, and some are various medicines. Very comfortable armchair, it seems that he often uses the living room as a study.

It took him several cleansing spells to let me sit on the couch, and he was still frowning as if he hated me for messing up his stuff.

I took off my shoes consciously. After the blood was cleaned up, I could clearly see a large circle of swelling on my left ankle.Snape knelt down and held my foot, his palm was not as cold as his looks, the warm touch stimulated the skin, I couldn't help shivering. "Endure it." Snape opened his mouth at the same time as he exerted force on his hands, the joints were connected with a soft "click".After he stood up quickly, I gasped in pain belatedly.

I moved my left foot on the ground, and it was as flexible as before.Seeing that Snape turned and walked towards the cabinet, I hurriedly said, "Snape...Professor, I've already taken the blood coagulant and blood tonic just now." I don't want to try it again if I can, it really doesn't taste very good.

His hands paused, then he took out three bottles of potion from the cabinet, put two of them on the table in front of me, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Drink it."

I only recognized one vial that seemed to replenish mental power, and the other vial was dull in color and looked more like poison... Well, Snape couldn't possibly give me poison.I quickly drank the previous bottle and opened the remaining one. A choking smell rushed into my nostrils, and I quickly stretched my arms away from it as much as possible.I swallowed my saliva - isn't this really poison?I glanced at Snape with a slightly terrified look. The eyes that the latter stared at me were cold and empty, which was always relentless. It felt like looking at a corpse-isn't this really poison? !

"Your Excellency, the great savior, is so conceited that he thinks that he can ignore all the damage just by repairing himself?" Snape narrowed his eyes impatiently, as if he would directly drink it for me if I didn't drink it.

I forced myself not to think about it, closed my eyes and pinched my nose and poured the bottle of horrible liquid into my mouth, but I choked because I swallowed too fast, and suddenly an extremely bitter taste spread to every corner of my mouth , Stomach churning——Meilin, how many Coptis chinensis are put in it!

My tears were choked, but I heard Snape order: "Swallow it, don't spit it out!" I stared at him with teary eyes, imagining that he was cut into pieces by the eyes, and secretly cursed: Shit!If you have one, come and drink!This must be revenge, naked revenge!Snape, I hate you to death!

After swallowing that damn bottle of "poison", I watched him stuff a piece of something into my mouth, and instinctively wanted to spit it out, but was frightened by his vicious expression and didn't dare to move, and my taste buds were dull for a few seconds Only then did I recognize a familiar sweet smell—is it chocolate?Secretly relieved, I chewed the chocolate vigorously and turned my head angrily—I admit that I am a bit unreasonable like a child, but I am a child now, am I not?

Snape cleared the empty bottle, and continued to spit out three words in a voice that could not be heard up and down: "Undress." The eyes that were already wide enough were instantly widened by half, what did he say? ! "Undress!" he repeated impatiently.

Finally sure that I heard correctly, I shrank back into the corner of the sofa in shock: "Professor..." Then I saw him reaching out to grab me—my head went blank and I started screaming, he angrily said "shut up" and raised his hand. Throwing a "faint" in my hand - I fell into a coma for the second time today...

After a few minutes or a few hours, after regaining consciousness again, I found myself in a green and black bedroom. I was lying on a small bed that might have been transformed from a sofa or a chair. Next to it was a King-size dark green bed, if you look carefully, you can find the dim ornate patterns on it.I quickly got up and opened the heavy curtains. It was just dawn, and it seemed that I didn't fall asleep for a long time.

The original clothes have been replaced with shrunken black nightgowns, the wounds on my body are starting to fade, and I don't see any bruises, did Snape help me with the medicine?Could it be that at that time... Thinking of my reaction before I fainted, my face turned red all of a sudden—I have been a man for decades in my previous life and this life, and I would be shy because I took off my clothes in front of other men? !hell!I must have been possessed by a female ghost yesterday!definitely is! !

I held the doorknob and hesitated for a long time, how should I face Snape?Yesterday was so embarrassing, I almost wanted to find a crack in the ground or just give him a forget it!Taking a deep breath, I started to justify my reaction at the time - fuck that reaction!I'm just a child, and a child can't react too much!After I figured it out, I took the courage of Gryffindor to open the door.

There was no one in the house. "Professor? Professor Snape?" I could almost hear myself echoing.Looking at the closed doors, I didn't dare to open them without authorization, so I wandered around in the living room.The huge cabinet against the wall satisfied my curiosity, and I walked all the way to carefully identify the potions inside.I recognize most of them, but I didn't find the bottle of "poison" that Snape gave me yesterday—even if I found it, I wouldn't know what it was. Potion masters usually don't have the habit of labeling it?

I shifted my gaze to the rows of bookshelves, which were full of books about potions and herbs. I was surprised that there were no books related to black magic. It should be in the study.To be honest, the few months of lessons that Snape took on behalf of last school year should have benefited Hogwarts students a lot, but it is a pity that Dumbledore has never passed his DADA course because of Voldemort's curse and some reasons teaching application.This year's DADA professor seems to be a vase... Gilderoy Lockhart.Unconsciously turning the ring on his right hand, even without the Basilisk and the Chamber of Secrets, it should be an interesting year.

"Bang" the fireplace in the living room suddenly burst into green flames, and then Snape walked out quickly.I took a step back and almost bumped into a cabinet full of potions: "Snape...Professor."

Snape glanced at me, then tossed me a suit of clothes: "Put on." He carefully inspected the entire row of cabinets, as if to make sure that nothing was missing, "Weasley will pick you up soon."

When I changed my clothes and went back to the living room, Snape was sitting on an armchair and flipping through a heavy book.I sank my body into the sofa, watching his slender five fingers holding the quill pen and recording something in the book, feeling like I was enjoying a beautiful piece of music played by a pianist.I suddenly thought of Mr.'s gorgeous cursive calligraphy. Does he also give people the unreal feeling of being in the painting like Snape when he writes?

"...Your Excellency has been cast with the petrification spell? Do you need me to 'Finite Incantatem' for you?" Snape uttered a sarcasm without raising his head. My fixed gaze on him seemed to make him feel Very upset.

"Professor... In that alley in the middle of the night, a house-elf who called himself Dobby warned me that Hogwarts was dangerous, and that someone was trying to kill me. So it intercepted all the letters my friends sent me , and broke the Weasley family's flying car, and dragged me to Spider's End, just to isolate me from the world of wizards." Still without looking away, I repeated Dobby's words as clearly as possible.

Snape stopped writing and frowned and stared at the book, as if something in it stumped him.After I finished speaking, he raised his head: "I assume you've woken up...then I'd be happy to hear that you've voluntarily dropped out of school."

"I will not drop out of school! No matter what the danger is, I should face it! Even if I do nothing, trouble will find me. Muggles have no ability to protect themselves, and it is easy to hurt innocent people. I would rather Learn the ability to protect yourself and fight against enemies at Hogwarts, and you don't want to stay in the Muggle world and wait for Voldemort to come to you..."

"Don't mention that name—!" Snape stood up suddenly, and the book on his lap fell to the ground with a "crash".I looked at his ferocious expression, shut my mouth tightly, and couldn't even breathe involuntarily, for fear of angering him.

Snape paced back and forth in the room like a trapped animal, and finally stood in front of me, looking down at me: "Well... I should feel that the golden boy who survived catastrophe finally has the consciousness to save the world. Are you happy? Don’t think that the magic world can’t function without you... Listen, you’re just an underage wizard who hasn’t even grown a hair yet. Trying to get involved in the adult world will only make your conceited brain stop. It doesn't work! You should understand..." He suddenly drew closer, his nose almost touching mine, and paused word by word, "—what does it mean it won't work anymore."

"Ding dong" At this moment, the doorbell rang, and Snape straightened up, with no expression on his face, as if nothing had happened just now—it wasn't him who was mocking, not panicking, nor threatening. not him.He walked over to open the door, and the tense muscles and nerves in my whole body slowly relaxed.From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of the book that had been forgotten on the ground. I curiously picked it up and flipped through it. A series of familiar characters flashed in front of my eyes. I was about to get closer in amazement. "Bang!" There was a loud noise, and a big hand closed it forcefully. I opened the book and almost caught my finger in it.

Snape ruthlessly pulled the book out of my hand, and pointed to the door: "You can get out, don't let me see you around here!" At the door, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley stood there nervously with Mari .