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Snape stood there watching Rosemary turn away without moving.

He stood for a long time before he said to the man in the corner: "Get out, you are disgusting, do you dare to hide in the corner and listen to others?"

After chasing Rosemary out, Lupine, who heard the conversation between the two clearly, came out from the shadow of the corner.

"How? Are you satisfied? Why don't you comfort and please Rosemary, and still stand here." Snape said sarcastically.

Lupine was embarrassed by what he said, but he still puffed up his chest and fought back bravely. "Why do you always treat her so badly?"

Why?Does he need to explain so much to him?

"What does that have to do with you?" Snape smiled maliciously. "Do you think you're worthy of her, a werewolf."

Lupine was hit right where it hurt, his gentle cheeks paled instantly, and his lips began to quiver.

He clenched his fists, glared at Snape, and spat out a few words: "I don't think she'd like a Death Eater."

As a good friend of the Evans sisters, Lupine certainly knew the sisters' attitude towards the Death Eaters. Just because of the accident of their parents' death, it was absolutely impossible for them to associate with the Death Eaters.And Snape... Snape looked slick, and he was still a student of Slytherin. Lupine subconsciously used this incident as a point of attack, but he didn't expect to hit the right one.

Snape was obviously irritated. Although his face was expressionless, his voice was a little softer, and he said quietly: "She likes me, she told me herself." He looked at Lupine with satisfaction. Oops, continued, "I guess that's why I can be so bad to her. No matter how nice you are to her, she doesn't like you."

Lupine was so humiliated that his eyes were red. He never liked to argue with others, and he was even a little timid when encountering things, especially when facing Snape.He always felt that Snape, who obviously had no friendship, was willing to make Wolfsbane potion for him, which was something he should be grateful for. After all, this potion had just been on the market, and there were not many people who were able to concoct it, so it could be regarded as priceless. .Therefore, many times when he saw Snape bossing around Rosemary, he could not speak.

But...but...he just thought Snape was right?He looked at the person in front of him who made him jealous, and spit out a few sentences: "Oh, does she know that you like Lily?"

After being asked so thoughtlessly by him, Snape immediately calmed down. He looked at the red-eyed man in front of him. For a moment, he didn't think it was his old classmate Lupine, but just an old classmate. An impulsive teenager who could be regarded as his student.

Snape felt that his behavior was suddenly meaningless, and then remembered what Rosemary said before leaving, "Is it interesting to bully people who are weaker than you?", and began to be very impatient with Lupine in front of him who continued to pester him.

Lupine saw that his words didn't affect Snape in any way, and the other party just looked at him with the usual mocking smile, so he had no choice but to leave without making fun of himself.

Snape finished talking with Lupine and decided to talk to Rosemary. Although she hadn't figured out what she wanted to say to her, anyway, she couldn't let it go, could she?He knew Rosemary, Snape had seen countless times how she repelled those suitors, she was the best at smiling politely, and then staying away from people she hated in a decent way, people who were alienated or hated by her often I don't know it yet, I just thought "she's been busy recently."

Snape strode down the stairs, wanting to hurry back to the Slytherin dormitory, but at this time, the stairs of Hogwarts Castle were punishing him at such a time, forcing him to take a long detour, and finally came to a remote corridor.

Although this place was remote, as a teacher of Hogwarts, Snape had no reason not to know where it was, and he didn't want to continue wasting time on the stairs, planning to go down the stairs by another way.But when he reached his destination, where he expected to be a staircase, a door with a brass handle appeared instead.

Snape pushed open the door in confusion, and what he saw was a dusty room, with cardboard boxes and sundries piled up everywhere, he stepped over a few old and weak broomsticks on the floor, and stood up to In front of a gorgeous and exquisite mirror.

The top of the mirror was engraved with the words "Erisstra Uhruait Ubi Kafruait on Voorhes", and Snape recognized what it was immediately, "I It is not your face that is shown, but your heart's desire.", This is the Mirror of Erised.

Snape just wanted to make sure it wasn't some dangerous item, because in this dirty room, it was a bit strange that this mirror alone was spotless and shining brightly, but since it was the Mirror of Erised, it seemed that someone deliberately put it It moved to this remote corner, right?Now that it was confirmed that there was no problem, Snape was about to turn around and leave.

But before leaving, he catches a glimpse of a figure in the mirror.

It was Lily's brilliant red hair.

In the mirror, Lily was washing the dishes behind his back. She was in the kitchen of Evans' house, and she didn't notice that he was standing behind her.

Snape was stunned, he thought he had already gotten rid of his feelings for Lily, but why...

Lily in the mirror turned her head and smiled softly in his direction.And said aloud, "Come here."

He stared blankly at the 30-year-old Lily in front of him. She lacked the tenderness and innocence of a young girl, and had the gentleness and charm of a mature woman, but...wrong, why is it Lily...

At this moment, a kid with messy black hair rushed past him and rushed straight into Lily's embrace.The kid's glasses couldn't hide his bright green eyes, which were very similar to Lily, and his face was exactly the same as that of the annoying James-he was Harry Potter.

Harry Potter, the savior, the chosen boy...the object he promised Dumbledore to protect with his life...

But the difference is that this Harry does not have the famous lightning-shaped scar on his forehead, and he is lying in his mother's arms acting like a baby.

Lily looked at him and asked kindly, "Why did you come so early? Did you come by yourself?" Then she lowered her head, pushed Harry and said, "Harry, did you greet the guests?"

At this time, he saw a familiar figure walking up to himself in the mirror, raised his head and spoke softly: "You arrived so early, I was late when I baked cornbread with Irene, it's too late." There are many people serving, and the oven is not enough...Wait, everyone is going to come to eat, have you invited your colleagues properly?"

Rosemary, who looked as beautiful as usual, said a few words softly, walked into the kitchen, put the things in her hands on the dining table, and turned to tell Lily.

And his mother, who passed away for a long time, did not know when she cast off her frowning expression and looked at him with gentle eyes...

Snape felt that he couldn't continue watching.He turned around in a hurry and slammed the door hard, the copper door behind him made a loud crashing sound, as if he was being chased by something, he returned to the Slytherin common room as fast as he could.

There were quite a few people in the common room, but most of them were buried in their homework or chatting with the people around them. Not many people noticed him. Snape threw a ignore spell on himself, and walked towards the girls' dormitory.

The girls' dormitory at Hogwarts has spells to prevent boys from entering, but he has been the head of Slytherin for more than ten years. Knock on the dormitory door.

He waited for a while, but no one came to answer the door. He tried to turn the handle, but found that the door was not locked, and opened with a push.

Perhaps because there was only one person living there, Rosemary's dormitory was very different from other dormitories.Of course, the classical four-poster bed, velvet hangings, and silver-and-green striped sheets are of course no different from others. The tapestry on the wall with the adventures of Slytherin in the middle ages is also very good. Hanging neatly where it should be, the silver lantern on the ceiling exudes a cold light...

The difference lies in the atmosphere in the room. Different from the exquisite and elegant feeling of other Slytherin bedrooms, Rosemary's bedroom feels very warm, perhaps because she replaced the cold terrazzo floor with a wooden floor, even in a certain room. A fluffy blanket and pillows were laid out in one corner, and there was a low table with a wide tabletop. On it was a table lamp emitting orange light and a stack of parchment. It could be seen that Rosemary usually read in this corner. do homework.

At this moment, Rosemary was lying on the bed, burying her face in the sheets, when she saw the door opened, she raised her head to look at the door in panic, and found that it was Snape, she became even more nervous, and immediately got out of bed stand up. "How did you get in here?"

Snape knew he couldn't stay silent any longer, and if there was one thing he'd learned from all these years of experience, it was that when you want something, you have to do whatever it takes to get it.

What he saw just now in front of the Mirror of Erised... Now that he has lost his mother, it is irreparable, but he will definitely let his childhood friend live well... and then... and win Lu Marie...

Snape felt that his will had never been so strong, he walked towards the beautiful girl who was sitting on the bed, stared blankly at his beautiful girl, and pulled her into his arms.

He felt that the warmth, tranquility, and stability of Christmas Eve had returned again, and the struggle, pain, anxiety, and even the disputes with Lupin before that had become unimportant at all.

Feeling the stiffness and uneasiness of Rosemary in his arms, he bent his head, buried his face on Rosemary's neck, and said in the girl's ear in a very soft, almost inaudible voice: "Lumi ,I need you."

The author has something to say: the stolen article is returned...sad reminder...