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Rosemary focused on waving her wand and chanting spells. After trying several times to lock the door of the empty classroom, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't stop because of this, but continued to cast spells.Compared with the previous spell, the unlocking spell she cast was much smoother, and the door flicked and creaked open.

Snape picked up his wand and clicked on the door, and the heavy wooden door closed silently. "You're moving too slowly."

Rosemary put the bookbag on the table casually before she retorted, "If you said that I arrived too late, didn't you disappear after class? I still have to squeeze to the podium to hand in my homework... ...You didn't wait for me. If you're talking about this locking spell, you changed it too complicated, it's completely different from what the professor taught, and I've only been groping for so long."

Snape didn't respond, but began to skillfully instruct Rosemary to set up the cauldron, and began to process the medicinal materials himself.

Rosemary quietly looked at the place. The classroom is very small, and it seems that it can only accommodate 20 people at most.A weird circular shape was built here, without windows, and the walls were covered with dense symbols and patterns. Although there were no windows, some magic was cast, and there was plenty of natural light, making the whole classroom look very bright.There was already a pot of crimson potion that was gurgling and boiling on one of the workbenches. Rosemary chose the workbench next door and began to set up the cauldron.

"How could there be such an empty classroom?" She wondered how Snape had found this place.

"This is the classroom of alchemy, but because I couldn't find a professor who could teach it, I stopped this elective subject. Isn't the design of the room obvious, and besides—" Rosemary listened with relish, and forgot Snape glared at the matter at hand before continuing.

Since Snape didn't let her touch the work of processing the medicine, she could only sit with an hourglass to keep the potion from overcooking, and stared blankly at Snape's movements.

His movements are smooth and confident, as if everything is under his control, Rosemary couldn't help asking, "Have you always liked Potions?" She just didn't hate Potions, she learned it well It's okay, but it's nothing compared to Lily's talent, let alone the talented Snape.

Snape stirred the potion gently, and said calmly, "Actually, I'm best at dark arts."

"I'm not surprised at all!" Rosemary nodded, Snape had all the characteristics of a wizard who is good at black magic: ignoring rules, pursuing power, and being emotionally closed.

"Nothing will surprise you, really—" Snape sneered.

"You are my biggest surprise." Rosemary found herself interrupting Snape more and more often, "I thought I was just dreaming, dreaming about my childhood, dreaming about things that happened... just Like... Didn’t some people say that they would recall everything that happened before they died? I thought so. Until now, I don’t know whether the life I lived was real or it was just another one. Dream?"

"If I hadn't met you and didn't know the existence of the magic world like I did in my previous life, I probably wouldn't have such doubts."

The fog of potion boiling made Snape's vision a little hazy, and Rosemary's words reminded him of his own experience, how similar experiences, they all died unexpectedly, and were reborn in a distorted space different from his memory. "In the world I've experienced, you never existed." Snape looked at the little girl in front of him and explained with some difficulty, because he felt that she deserved an explanation. "When I first saw you, I thought you were a witch manipulating dreams." He paused, then continued, "Every time I saw you, I began to suspect that everything was fake, and I would Die again." That's why there was that brutal Legilimency, and there was such unabashed malice, but in the end, they were nothing more than two victims of the same disease, thrown into the same world.

Rosemary obviously also thought of that unpleasant experience, she smiled and said: "You know everything about me, how about you? What kind of things have you experienced before? Is it the same as now? Isn't it very advantageous? ?"

Take advantage?Snape sneered in his heart and didn't answer.

Seeing that he was silent, Rosemary continued on her own, "It seems that it is not easy to take advantage, at least I don't think I have taken advantage of anything." Rosemary thought of her past self, feeling as if she was confused Worse than the previous life, what a setback. "However, I think this is an opportunity to re-examine what is the most important thing and what can be given up." Thinking of my vanity and pride in the past, I could tear myself apart with my friends for a fashion show performance, For a photo standing in the middle of a magazine, she can give up her dignity and principles, and she really feels like a lifetime away.

Snape listened to her quietly, his hands were not idle, he put away the finished potion ingredients in piles, waiting for the opportunity to throw them into the cauldron.

While Rosemary was talking, she didn't know when it stopped abruptly. After the two were silent for a while, Snape spoke.

"It was a world of fear, panic, and no one to trust - in fact, I don't see any difference." He doesn't care if it doesn't endanger him.

"Won't you try to change?" Rosemary said without hesitation.

"Change?" Snape sneered. "Who do you think you are? The savior? How can you be so naive?"

"I just think that if you don't like this world, you should choose to change it instead of turning a blind eye." Rosemary shrugged.

"I don't dislike the world as it is," Snape said grimly.As long as his mother and Lily lived well, he didn't care how chaotic the world was.Since there is no Harry Potter, there will always be the next savior, which may be Neville Longbottom or Charlie Brown, no matter who it is, he doesn't care.

"If you don't dislike the world, why do you always look sad and angry?" Rosemary said, looking him in the eyes. "If you're really comfortable and well adjusted in this world, why are you so unhappy."

Snape was overwhelmed by the question, his face contorted a few times, but he didn't know what to say.He couldn't refute Rosemary, because he hadn't felt happy and peaceful for a long, long time.

"You should find something to make yourself happy..." Rosemary mustered up her courage and put her hand on his. Snape's body temperature was lower than hers, and he felt a little cold and rough. "You know what? I've always felt..."

Looking at Rosemary's little hand on the back of his hand, Snape suddenly realized that at some point, this girl began to cross the line step by step, and he didn't realize it.She uses a subtle attitude to let herself get used to her existence, to always be with her in class, to always be accompanied by another person when talking to Lily, to take care of her occasionally, to let her get closer, He even said something to her that he had never spoken to anyone else——Snape suddenly felt something was wrong, pulled his hand back quickly, and asked without emotion, "What do you think you are doing?!"

Rosemary's face was hot, and she felt extremely embarrassed. She wanted to say something, but saw Snape cast a silent spell on the two cauldrons, and walked out of the classroom.

Knowing that he was going to the next class, Rosemary quickly picked up the book bag, and before leaving, she did not forget to lock the classroom with her wand, and then walked behind him while explaining, "Severus, I didn't mean that just now. ...I just feel like..."

But before she could catch up with Snape and explain a move she couldn't figure out, she was stopped again.

"Rosemary, wait, I have something to tell you..."

Rosemary laughed back angrily, seeing that she couldn't catch up with Snape who had already swung away, she turned around and folded her arms around her chest, staring at David Gejer indifferently. "As I said, I see you call once. Also, please call me Miss Evans, we are not close enough to call each other by Christian names."

David Gejie didn't take it seriously, but heyed twice, and then said; "But there are two Evans in Hogwarts, it would be bad if we made a mistake."

She rolled her eyes in her heart, and silently slandered: We sisters don't care about the address, really, as long as this person doesn't appear again, he can call her whatever he wants. "Whatever you want." Rosemary decided to do what she said, and while pulling out the wand stuffed in her pocket, she reviewed the incantation in her heart. Seeing that David Gorje was also planning to take out the wand, Rosemary decided to act first. Qiang, be the first to say "Fall—" "What are you doing! No magic is allowed in the corridor!"

Just as she was about to say the spell, Filch appeared and pointed at them both.Rosemary couldn't help flinching, put away her wand, deliberately tilted her head and pretended to be innocent, "No, I didn't do anything."

Filch raised his voice sharply and said "Nonsense! I clearly saw you both take up your wands!"

"He's holding a wand! I don't have one." Rosemary spread out her hands to prove her innocence, while David Gerje was still frantically stuffing her wand back into her pocket.

Filch turned a malicious look to David Gorje, making him shudder.

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