[HP] Subversion - Destined

The four of us walked through the lively Hogsmeade Wizarding Village.Hermione always looks around nervously, and thinks that someone has spotted me whenever there is a sign of trouble. Compared with her cautiousness, Ron likes to be surprised and moved when he sees everything, which attracts countless eyes. Hermione scolded.After wandering around for a while, I lost interest, and Draco and Draco exchanged their opinions on the report in the Daily Prophet in a low voice.

When passing the Shrieking Shack, Hermione pointed to the dark house in the snow that looked even more gloomy: "I have checked a lot of relevant information, the legend of this house should have started more than ten years ago, every month There will always be a terrible sound in the house on the night of the round, like the roar of some fierce ghost, which makes people frightened and dare not approach. Although there are legends about the screaming shack every year, I think there are many They are all fabricated, and the more real ones should only be the six or seven years when the legend begins." Miss Passionate explained very succinctly.

"What's in there?" Ron said to himself looking at the Shrieking Shack with some fear.

"Werewolf!" Hermione's answer was unexpectedly fast, "I suspect it is a werewolf. Think about it, why is it when the moon is full? And the professors must have known at the time, otherwise they wouldn't have let this rumor go for so many years. illustrate……"

"Werewolves are students in the school." Draco raised an eyebrow with great interest.

"Merlin! This is terrible! Are there werewolves around us?! I don't want to become a monster!" Ron trembled, his eyes flicked around, as if a werewolf was hiding in the surrounding woods and was about to attack him at any time of.

"Harry, according to the timing, I found out that the werewolf was from the same class as your father." Hermione hesitated for a few seconds, and finally said only this sentence.Sure enough, the little lion's curiosity should not be underestimated. She has already begun to suspect that Lupine is a werewolf, right?I shrugged noncommittally.

"Hey!" Ron suddenly pushed me, pointing to the snow near the Screaming Shack with a terrified face, a mass of black stands out in the white snow, "Werewolves?!" I squinted my eyes and stretched my neck, no, That's Sirius!

"It's the dog spirit!" Hermione turned pale, "Harry, you can't go!" She grabbed me who was about to climb over the fence and break in.

"Get out of the way!" I pushed her impatiently.

"Harry!" Ron pressed me to the ground in a hurry.

"What the hell are you thinking?!" Draco raised Hermione and yelled angrily, "Don't you think you're not in enough trouble?!"

By the time I calmed down that inexplicable urge, Sirius was long gone. "Damn it!" I punched the ground hard, why am I so easily influenced by Jinbei?Snape took it with him every day and didn't see any changes in him. Is it because my Occlumency is not strong enough? "I'm sorry..." This is my second apology today, "Recently... I can't control my emotions..."

After returning from Hogsmeade, all the teachers and students of Hogwarts gathered in the auditorium to enjoy the Halloween dinner, and even Lupine, who was still in a weak state, appeared.During the entire meal, I just buried my head in my mouth and never dared to look at Snape on the professor's chair, but with his awkward personality, he will definitely treat today's incident as if nothing happened...

The dinner was over, and everyone was still discussing Hogsmeade or the delicious food just now and went to their respective common rooms-I thought Sirius would not mess around with Lupine watching, but I didn't expect the fat lady's portrait to be destroyed. Unfortunately, someone made a few big cuts.When Dumbledore came to deal with it, Gryffindor was in a mess under Peeves' embellished description, and the little lions were both excited and afraid, chattering about the murderer who escaped from Azkaban. Rhys Black.

Including the other three colleges, everyone is doomed to sleep outside tonight. All the students returned to the auditorium again, and Dumbledore arranged for us to spend the night here.

I muttered in my heart that Sirius really deserves to be so impulsive and reckless as Gryffindor. Listening to the intermittent whispers, the prefects wandered around the entire auditorium warning everyone to rest quietly, and the professors would come in every once in a while. Patrol.It wasn't until two or three o'clock in the morning that the little animals with excess energy gradually fell asleep.

I covered my head in my sleeping bag and kept my eyes open. I heard two footsteps gradually approaching, and Snape's familiar voice was faintly heard: "...Albus, I'm still very worried about your hiring Lupine... …you know, Sirius Black boarded the Hogwarts Express...and he never would have gotten into Hogwarts if someone hadn't helped him."

"I'm sure none of the professors at Hogwarts are Sirius' internal agents." Dumbledore paused very close to me, "Severus, in the letter you sent me a few hours ago I mentioned that you don't want to teach Harry anymore, is that it?" I bit my lower lip, did you really start to escape... Dumbledore continued: "I hope you can tell me the reason yourself - I know it very well What kind of boy is Leigh, don't tell me to be stupid and reckless, I want the real reason."

There was silence for three seconds, and I heard Snape reply quickly: "Can't you see that the kid's lack of reason and weak psychological defense can't resist the influence of the gold cup at all, so that he does things more and more carelessly His temper is on the verge of breaking out, and his behavior, which is infinitely close to that of a fried-tailed snail, is unbearable!" ——I can't stand your awkward personality!

Although I couldn't see Dumbledore's expression, for some reason I could feel him laughing happily: "Oh, yes, of course...Let me think about it, it seems that the soul slice in Harry's body is To blame... He still failed to brew that potion? If you can't get too close to him, I'm afraid you have to find a temporary mentor for him..."

"No, no need!" Snape interrupted him coldly before Dumbledore finished speaking, "...he is now enough to pass the NEWT (advanced wizard level test)...I don't think his pitifully small brain capacity is still How many more things can be squeezed in... Assuming he is not an idiot and mentally retarded as you think, he has been familiar with the production process of potions for more than a month. If he still can't configure it away from the influence of the golden cup... then he will never Don't even try to take my Potions class again!"

"Okay, let Harry adjust his state... By the way, Severus," Dumbledore suddenly thought, "the first Quidditch match is Slytherin vs. Gryffindor, and you will be the one to play the game." How's the referee?"

"What do you mean? Ever since the kid surnamed Potter entered Hogwarts, there hasn't been a single Quidditch match! You still want him to continue participating?!" Snape growled depressingly.

"Oh, of course, we can't deprive children of the fun of childhood, can we?" The two walked away slowly, "Hogwarts is surrounded by dementors, I believe Sirius would not choose that time to attack Harry— —If you’re here—I’m more worried about the monsters in Azkaban than Sirius. Unless they’re all locked up, I’m not sure about letting children fly high into the sky... But obviously the Ministry of Magic doesn’t Will allow me to do this. So, even if it's not for Harry, having you as referee is a kind of protection for other students..."

The auditorium fell into silence again, when someone touched me suddenly, Hermione whispered, "Harry, are you asleep?"

"No..." I stuck my head out of my sleeping bag.

"If you don't have to take the Potions class at night, will the DADA class also be stopped?" Hermione seemed to have made up her mind, "Let me just say it, I doubt Lupine is a werewolf! Those days when the moon is full are caused by Professor Snape took his place. And on the Hogwarts Express, he once called out Sirius' name to the black dog, which is closely related to the dog spirit analyzed by Professor Trelawney..."

"Don't mention him again! Remus won't hurt me, absolutely not!" I covered my ears irritably and shrank back—she didn't know anything!What happened to the werewolf?He didn't become a werewolf voluntarily!What happened to dog spirit?Are dog spirits necessarily bad? !Peter Pettigrew, who betrayed my parents, has been at large for more than ten years, but Sirius has to bear charges that don't belong to him!I tried my best to calm my inexplicable anger—the damn Hufflepuff Gold Cup actually gave Snape a reason to avoid me... I must tear you apart!

We went back to the Gryffindor common room the next day, everything was still in order, but Ron Scabbers looked very lethargic, compared to Crookshanks showing off to Hermione with a spider biting That's why Ron insisted that Crookshanks had bullied his poor Scabbers.

I thought Snape would send someone to tell me that the extra potions were cancelled, but I didn't see anyone all day, so I went to the cellar anyway at night.

"You can go now, because of your troll-like stupidity yesterday... all your Potions lessons will be canceled from tonight." Snape, who was writing something on the parchment, didn't even look up, " I don't have time to waste listening to the nonsense of underage wizards who lack reason and are easily influenced by other forces..."

"Severus, I'm serious! What I said yesterday was all my true thoughts, but because Hufflepuff's gold cup made me choose a wrong time and place to say it! Perhaps, I should also thank it Give me enough impulsiveness and courage..." I approached him step by step, "You have been emphasizing that I am underage, but no matter whether I am an adult or not, my identity is doomed that I will never be able to slow down like a real wizard. Accumulating magic power, knowledge, and slowly improving my psychological quality, I must learn to think with the mind of an adult. I realized this long before I went to Hogwarts, so I went to Knockturn Alley impatiently, but That immature journey also made me realize the gap between myself and an adult wizard. I know and think more than you or even Dumbledore imagine..."

"Enough!" Snape pushed away the chair and stood up and looked down at me condescendingly, "Well...you don't need to say more, I have already realized how eager the savior is to prove the meaning of his existence... Knockturn Alley is you The playground, the Forbidden Forest is your back garden, Hogwarts is under the strict surveillance of dementors, you can come and go as you want-yes, I see it all clearly, the great golden boy is more important than his peers He knows a lot and thinks a lot, so he doesn't cause too many troubles!"

"Then why do you want to protect me who loves to cause trouble? Because of Lily Evans? - Severus Snape, you don't love her at all! Don't use guilt and atonement to stain love!!" I eagerly Grab his black robe.

"Shut up!!" Snape lifted my collar with a contorted expression, almost pulling me off the ground, "How can you understand—"

Before he finished speaking, my hands climbed onto his shoulders, and I directly blocked his open and closed mouth with my lips. Before he could react, I stuck my tongue into the warm mouth—who could Imagine how long I longed for this moment!That soft touch, combined with an intoxicating aroma of medicine, a hint of sweetness, and... the smell of bloody rust——Snape bit the tip of my tongue, and I retracted my tongue reflexively, The next second, a hard palm on my chest made me stumble back until I tripped over a chair.

"Cough, cough cough..." I coughed hard, feeling that I couldn't breathe, and every time I took a breath, my chest felt hot and stuffy.Snape clenched his wand and pointed it at me. His face was livid, his teeth were clenched and his lips were trembling with anger, and the obsidian pupils were so furious that no one dared to look directly at them. Maybe in the next moment, he would throw Cruciatus over, Or Legilimency?Imperius Curse?Forget it all?

I stood up slowly, wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth, faced Snape's wand calmly, and held my head high like the final winner: "Severus, you can miss someone who has passed away for so long, why can't you open your eyes?" Just look at the people living around you? What is it that you cherish—I know you don’t even bother to believe what I say now, but you remember one sentence clearly—you, yes, me!!!”