Polaris

The silver-blue light rain dragged a long light tail and exploded in the air. The fine light spots slowly fell with the wind. Poloris subconsciously reached out to touch it. The silver light spots were a little cold but not too big. The attack power was gone, and she couldn't help laughing when she thought of the Death Eaters on the other side of the hill. What was Tom thinking?Use this advanced spell as a meteor shower?

"It seems that my arrangement is still worthwhile." Tom moved his fingers and put a handful of light spots in front of her. He looked at Poloris tenderly, those red eyes were coated with a cold color by the light spots. Light, looks a little weird.

"They agreed just like that?" Poloris felt somewhat uncomfortable at the hidden burning in his eyes, she looked away, and her gaze was fixed on the beating spot of light in Tom's hand.

"Of course." Tom curled his lips, looking a little upset, Poloris wisely decided not to pursue further, she looked up at the falling light rain and suddenly thought of Snape's Patronus that day, that day It was scorching, a temperature that could not be ignored. She still remembered the tense look in those dark eyes. The thunder in the sky interrupted her thoughts. The cold rain fell gently, like a signal, the rain More and more, before she came back to her senses, Tom had already lost a water-repelling and anti-humidity charm. She looked at the light spots mixed in the rain, her eyes fascinated.

"Fireworks in the rain, it's really cold." She said softly, she took a deep look and then looked away. "Let them leave, Tom, we should go back." Tom shrugged indifferently, and after he threw a spell at the sky, the light rain gradually stopped.

"Reward." Tom pulled Poloris up from the ground, and the rain was getting heavier. He glanced down the hillside without any trace, and then looked at Poloris expectantly.

"Reward?" Poloris resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and she looked at Tom suspiciously.

"Here." Tom tapped his lips briskly, and after seeing Poloris's expression, he put his hands on her shoulders, his tone a little aggrieved. "This is our first date since you woke up, and it's also our first date in your memory. Give me a happy ending?"

"Aren't you afraid that your subordinates will see you like this?" Poloris took half a step back but still failed to free his hand.

"Who cares about them?" Tom shrugged indifferently. He stepped forward half a step and lowered his head to kiss Poloris's lips lightly. "Go back, don't catch a cold." He took off his coat and put it on Poloris, and pulled her towards the back of the hill with natural movements.

There is no man who has [-]% confidence in his confession. No matter how good he is, he cannot escape this law. Snape has been in a state of conflict and entanglement since Poloris left that day. For Lauris's mood, it would be difficult for anyone who was confessed suddenly without remembering anything to digest this information for a while, but knowing it is one thing and feeling in his heart is another. Now he somewhat understands what Perry said. How Lauris felt on the morning after Christmas, when he spoke coldly to her at that time, even if she knew it, she would still be sad.

Snape hated Tom Riddle more than he hated both Potter and Potter, and he had been full of enthusiasm for the gentleman since he showed up at Hogwarts last year, clinging to Poloris in a familiar gesture. Hostility, the lilies at the school feast are like a reminder of Lily's existence, followed by the red roses during the game, the waltz on Christmas Eve, and whenever the red-eyed guy appears next to Poloris said Annoyed, he wanted to take Poloris away, but he didn't once, because he knew better than anyone who those gray-green eyes were looking at, but it was different now, Poloris couldn't remember, Even if he wanted to take her away, he had lost his position.

The news that Professor Riddle demonstrated the Imperius Curse in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class spread in Hogwarts like wings. That bastard dared to use the Imperius Curse on her. Snape felt that he would endure it if this continued. Not living under Dumbledore's eyelids and using the Killing Curse on Riddle, Poloris is worth it in this life. She has tasted the three Unforgivable Curses, which makes Snape think that Riddle is That flamboyant kiss in class that seemed to declare ownership was not so important, and he was worried about her but also afraid of getting a rejection when they met, because he was no longer sure of Poloris' heart now, and this realization made His heart couldn't stop sinking.

The sky turned overcast for some reason, and the thick dark clouds blocked the faint light of the evening like night. After checking the growth of medicinal herbs in the Forbidden Forest, Snape turned and walked towards the castle. It was dinner time, and the playground was empty. As soon as he entered the gate, he heard footsteps, his eyes went dark, Tom Riddle's handsome face appeared in front of him, he looked over his shoulder and followed Riddle's hand to see the person behind him, Peter Lawless.

"Good evening, Professor Snape." Riddle looked up at him, with a smug and provocative smile on his face. Snape knew that Peraulis couldn't see it from this angle, so he just looked away silently. Poloris, she looked a little surprised, but her expression was indifferent.

"It's so late and I think I need to know where you're taking my house students?" Snape put a slight accent on the word 'my', which he meant more than that. .

"After-school tutoring." It was Riddle who raised his eyebrows indifferently. "I'll bring Io back in its entirety." Snape looked at those red eyes silently. Tom squeezed his left arm quickly as he passed him, and Snape suddenly felt his arm The Dark Mark on his body moved, and he stood there stiffly without moving. Riddle's voice came from behind him. After he finished saying "I hold you", Snape felt the Dark Mark on his arm. Burning with an unbearable temperature, he turned his head in amazement and looked at Tom who was holding Poloris and walking towards the Forbidden Forest. An indescribable feeling of horror spread in his heart, and he could feel the Dark Mark Only the Dark Lord could cast magic, but Snape clearly knew that that guy didn't exist anymore, and that was confirmed by Dumbledore himself. It didn't exist... It didn't mean he was dead. Snape turned around and quickly followed Riddle. Whether he was the Dark Lord or not, he had to see what that guy was going to do with Poloris in the Forbidden Forest.

It seemed that it was going to rain at night, and the thick clouds covered all the stars. Snape followed the two of them far behind and stopped at the foot of the hill. He saw Riddle take out his wand and throw a fluorescent flash at the sky, and then Hundreds of lights flew out from the other side of the hillside. Snape recognized that it was a spell, and he could even call the name of the spell. The silver-blue light rain densely intertwined in the air, shining The light illuminated the area on the hillside like daylight. He saw Poloris' surprised face and Tom's expression as if offering a treasure. Snape clenched his fists tightly. He was sure that Tom was the Dark Lord, and he could gather all those Who else can use high-level wizards besides the Dark Lord?Summoning Death Eaters to use spells without restraint just for a rain of light?What a big hand, Snape sneered, he felt his heart was tangled together, filled with anger instead of fear of the Dark Lord, he felt a nameless fire ignited in his heart, Polori The smile on Si's face became the last push. Even though he knew that there were hundreds of Death Eaters on the other side of the hill, he still had the urge to pull out his wand and rush out. His fingers had already touched the wand, and the hard birch seemed to be There was a kind of suction, and the moment he held the wand, a burst of dazzling light flickered, followed by a dull, roaring thunder, and the rain that had been brewing all afternoon finally fell.The cold rain extinguished the fire in Snape's heart a little bit. He saw Riddle pulling Poloris up, and the two of them got very close and didn't know what to say. Then, under his angry gaze, Riddle kissed Peraulis. Lawless, and she didn't fight back.Snape stood where he was. He didn't cast a spell on himself. The cold autumn rain quickly soaked through his clothes. He stood there looking at the direction the two were leaving, motionless.

The Response Room has been Harry's stronghold since the second grade. Poloris sat on the sofa and flipped through the book he had just taken out of the first area, while Ron and Harry got together and dawdled Potions homework, even Hermione and Draco supervised them didn't seem to be able to save the slow death speed, Neville has successfully blown up two cauldrons, he himself stood far away on the other side of the table, nervous Staring at the smoking cauldron while Luna sat reading a magazine not far behind him.

"Nasty old bat." Ron chopped the bubble stem in his hand fiercely. "Fred and their Potions classes are suspended today. It seems Snape is ill."

"Ill?" Harry asked suspiciously. They had been at Hogwarts for four years, but they had never heard of Snape being sick. Professor McGonagall was in poor health and took a few days off last semester.He always thought that old bat was made of iron and could be hated forever.

"I've never heard of my godfather being sick." Draco was equally skeptical.

"Well, George and the others heard what the elf said when they ran to the kitchen after finishing work today. That guy passed out in the office." Ron replied in a low voice.There was a sound of closing the book behind him, and the children turned their heads to see that Poloris had disappeared.

"Where's Polly?" Ron asked puzzled.

"Maybe it's urgent." Harry's eyes wandered. He knew that Poloris could Apparate in Hogwarts. Great Hall, so he also knows where she is going.