Professor hp snape wants me to drop out

Sierra's mind was muddled at the moment.

She had never experienced such a range of emotions—excitement and joy at his breakthrough intimacy, anger and... fear at his avoidance.

These emotions were so strong that they burned her whole body into a fire.

Is this love?Jumping out of her own experience, Sera has a kind of spectator-like happiness again—she actually has the feeling of love?

She went up to the nine floors in a panic and returned to the dormitory all the way.

She was already sweating when she shut herself in—because of the warm new clothes.Sierra panted slightly, but she calmed down now.

The strong emotions disappeared, and what remained was a touch of loss and confusion.

Sela thought back to her impulsive kiss.

——Her lips landed on his left earlobe, specifically the part where the earlobe connects to his cheek, and more specifically, what she kissed was his hair scattered around the ear, and a small amount of exposed cold and soft skin.

The tip of her nose hit him, she smelled his skin—Selah knew it wasn't anything special, but she wanted to say that it made her twitch, think about it, like dreaming of sleeping on his pillow, like imagining a relationship with him. He rubbed his ears and temples together.

Her hands tightly clung to his shoulders, and the palms of her hands echoed the elastic muscles of his shoulders through the fabric. Their upper bodies were lightly pressed against each other, exchanging a moment of heat.

...The fullness of desire and the emptiness of the heart forced her to make a choice, and people are always insatiable, even if she was fascinated by him because of his appearance at first——now she wants to want his soul.

However, where would she find a complete soul to trade with him fairly?

Stop!

Serra was just about to fall into the self-pity that is common in love, when her mind suddenly became clear.She reminded herself that Snape was a thirty-one-year-old man and she was only sixteen.

Ravenclaw faces objective facts squarely and will not be overconfident.She is 15 years younger than him, and if she really wants to win his sincerity, the correct strategy is definitely not to think about an equivalent exchange, or even give her everything first.

In short, if you want to plunder his soul, you need to think long term.

Serra figured it was just meat first.body.

On the other hand, it didn't take long for Snape to calm down completely.

His thoughts were similar to what Serra had guessed—no matter how he and her usually got along, he still wouldn't treat her as an adult when it came to this kind of thing.

He sat down at his desk and began to deal with some remaining business.

Adolescent girl.Snape thought casually, it's not like he hasn't had times like this before.No matter how mature she is, she is only 16 years old, her young body affects her brain, and she is obviously caught in a strange obsession now.

Snape read ten lines at a glance, and wrote slowly with the quill in his hand.Thinking that everything recently was her little plan, she tried every means to get close to him to provide material for fantasy-then the illusion of love became stronger.

——Oh, just because he was the man she saw most often when she first fell in love, so she fell in love with him?

Delusion that he can play a love game with her?

Whimsical, hungry and hungry.

Snape twitched his lips contemptuously and self-deprecatingly.Although being loved by someone is something he has never experienced before, and Selah is not an ordinary person-she is very dazzling and different, the opposite of her gloomy self in her teenage years, and she also suffered from bullying. But relying on unimaginable toughness, he soon bullied everyone in reverse with his own strength. He is withdrawn, maverick but aboveboard, and never even uses black magic—but he can never be fanatical about a young girl's puberty feel happy.

He just finds it annoying.

And Snape, deep in his heart, hated himself for not even daring to relax—someone he knew would definitely do that, enjoy a girl's ignorant enthusiasm, and cheat her of her youth—and spurn himself, but There is a pathetic sense of glory at the same time.

It was the whip that kept pushing him forward, and he didn't want to think about where he would go if it was shaken.

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Christmas dinner is very rich.

Plump and juicy roast turkeys, roasts, and bratwursts were lavishly placed on the four long tables, which was the beauty of Hogwarts, and no matter what happened, Sierra felt a burst of relief every time she saw such ample food.Now that you have enough food and clothing, what else is there to worry about?

On the long tables of the four colleges, the little wizards also showed happy expressions.Even without family members, Hogwarts gave children enough warmth.

Except for the Weasley brothers, who were accompanied by their families.Gryffindor was the rowdiest because of that, the twins were bombarding their brother with wizarding fireworks, making Percy a ribbon in his head.

Sierra couldn't help but glance at the professor's chair, only to find that Snape wasn't at the dinner at all.

That was his loss.Sierra thought, nibbling on a drumstick.

oh!Dumbledore!He exchanged his hat for a gaudy millinery.

The old principal finally appeared.

Serra had accumulated a stomach full of questions.

The main reason is that Quirrell gradually exposed his IQ.

How dare he curse Harry's broom in full view of everyone?

Sera had to admit that she had overestimated Quirrell because of the golden crystal ball. Maybe Quirrell was so stupid. His Halloween move might simply be to steal the Philosopher's Stone directly.

Then why did Harry have to get involved?

Maybe Quirrell didn't know at the time that there was a "requires Harry to get the Philosopher's Stone" or something like that, but it shouldn't be, the other professors knew about the troll.

Putting these aside, what Serra still doesn't understand is that even if the old headmaster hasn't found a way to kill Voldemort's soul even if he has been out for so long, even if Quirrell is like this, he will not cause Voldemort to be fired if he is fired for a crime of harming a student. Doubt, why expose Harry to danger?

...not dangerous at all, since Snape was watching.

But with Snape exposed in this way, would Voldemort notice anything?

Serra hesitated between giving the headmaster a good year and arresting him today, choosing the latter.

Fortunately, the headmaster didn't plan to stay long at the banquet.Serra followed him to the principal's office.

……

Dumbledore looked helplessly at the overly clever Serra Green.Her associative ability is too powerful, not to mention that there is a crystal ball to provide her with information, and she has already guessed all about his schemes.

However, he couldn't tell her directly - he wanted to, but this girl, this gifted top student, had never practiced Occlumency before...

Once again it was easy to see her memory of eating and drinking through eye contact, and Dumbledore was really helpless.

Serra is still questioning why he didn't kick Quirrell out.

"I want to show you something." Dumbledore avoided talking, "Let's go."

Serra followed Dumbledore to an empty classroom, with tables and chairs piled up in the corner, and a huge and luxurious mirror stood abruptly in the middle.

what the hell.Dumbledore wanted to use the mirror to trap the demon and smash it?

Serra stepped forward.

An elderly woman with black hair and purple eyes appeared in the mirror. Even though her face was wrinkled and her skin was withered, her demeanor was still tall and proud. Although her eyes were cloudy, her expression was relaxed and happy.

"What did you see?" Dumbledore asked softly.

"Myself," said Serra, who was wearing the same clothes as her in the mirror.

She looked up at the words on the frame of the mirror. She couldn't read it straight up, but when she read it backwards, it read: What I reflect is not your appearance, but your desire.

"This is the Mirror of Erised," said Dumbledore, sounding a little surprised. "People see in it what they deeply desire. Although I think the Mirror can only give illusions, Sera, but—you At such a young age, don't you want anything?"

Sierra stared at the mirror intently, "I'm also surprised that I still have something to desire."

Dumbledore seemed to realize something, and didn't ask any more.

Sera also probably understood what was going on with the mirror, and why the principal didn't drive away Quirrell, why he guarded the Philosopher's Stone with ridiculously simple troll guards, and even why he was always missing recently.

Good guy, the screenwriter is by my side.

Sela stopped thinking.She also needs to be vigilant, since Dumbledore is so secretive, she will definitely not ask any further questions, nor can she think further.

Sera thought for a while, and suddenly said excitedly: "Oh! Can this most desired content be changed? Can I control the scene in the picture?" She began to brainwash herself as she spoke.

Before Dumbledore could answer, she looked into the mirror again—

The sight in the mirror made Sierra blush and heartbeat.

"Wonderful." Sera couldn't help admiring.

What a big baby this is!

Dumbledore glanced at her suspiciously, then quickly closed his eyes tightly as if his eyes had been pricked, with a panic that was rarely seen in this respectable old man.

Sierra: "."

"Principal, you didn't just take my mind off me, did you?" Sera said suspiciously.

Dumbledore looked away guiltily.

It took him a long time to find his voice: "I heard you have a good relationship with Severus..."

Sera folded her arms and looked at him.

"Why don't you ask him to teach you Occlumency and Instinct when you come back from vacation...I'll go and tell him..."

Serra was surprised.

Could it be that Dumbledore was matching them?

Occlumency, Sela gets angry just thinking about it.Snape was indeed a master at that.

Since Dumbledore asked her to learn, she did.Maybe he has been hiding it because she doesn't know this magic and her mind is not safe.

Since returning to the wizarding world, Sera has been frank and frank. She doesn't care about others looking at her memories, and she doesn't want to hide herself with Occlumency.How many people in this world are curious about you?

But if it's secrets involving war, it's not just her business.Sierra was a bit uncomfortable with the feeling of being responsible for her peers, but she was determined to get involved, and she wouldn't back down.

——Although I don't like it, but the person who proposed it was Dumbledore, the person who taught her was Snape, and the person who was capable was herself. What could Sera refuse?

"Okay. Thank you, Professor Dumbledore." Serra said solemnly, and added: "You are willing to train me, and I will not disappoint your trust."

Dumbledore smiled and winked at her.

"But these days--before you use this mirror, I might look at it more often, you know." Sera also winked at him ambiguously.

She's not shy at all...

Dumbledore said with a headache: "You're a clever girl, Serra. You know it's just an illusion, it can't change anything, right? It doesn't help you achieve reality."

Serra: "Thank you for the reminder, Headmaster. Of course. But do you know movies? Muggles can feel happy just by watching them. Generous Mr. Headmaster, just pretend I'm watching movies, pity me A little wizard with no money for entertainment..."

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This year is also Harry's first decent Christmas.Everything surprised him.Among the Christmas gifts he received was an invisibility cloak given to him by someone who was said to have belonged to his father.

He excitedly wore an invisibility cloak for a night tour, and entered an abandoned classroom in order to avoid Filch.

He saw his parents in the mirror.

The first day, the second day... He thought about the mirror all the time.

On the third day, he came to the classroom with ease, only to see Serra Green standing in the mirror with her arms folded. Looking at her expression, she probably was waiting for him.

Harry stood bewildered in the doorway, and Serra waited for him to close the door before speaking.

"I've let you—mainly you—for two days," Serra said. "There's only a few days of vacation, so let me see."

"I'm sorry—I'm sorry Sierra, I didn't know you wanted to see it too." Harry looked down, a little ashamed that he had the mirror to himself, but also a little reconciled, how difficult it was for him to see his parents!

Serra: "Why do you look like you're about to cry?"

Harry explained: "Because I wanted to see my mom and dad in the mirror, and the rest of the family - you know, I grew up with my aunt."

"Oh," Sierra nodded, "I see now, you grew up with your aunt. So what are your parents doing in the mirror?"

Harry said softly, "They looked at me and smiled."

Serra waited for a long time, but there was no follow-up.

"..." She didn't know what to say.

Harry remembered the rumors about Selah, and asked with some confusion: "Serra, what are you here to see? Are you also your parents?" If that's the case, he had to let her.

Sierra: "Oh, you wouldn't want to know." To see me having sex with a professor who hates you. "But not my parents."

Harry wondered: "Why? I—I thought we were alike."

Sierra shook her head. "I'm not like you, Harry. I grew up alone, me and my Chris." The crystal ball shook in response.

Harry didn't know what to say for a moment.He couldn't imagine how a child could grow up alone.

"Let's not talk about this." Sera looked at the boy who had burdened too much, feeling a little distressed.Serra was carrying only himself, but he was carrying the hopes of the whole of England, and even Dumbledore, for some reason, expected him back.

Although there is a high probability that the wizard's future has nothing to do with Sera, but people always have to do something in their life.

"I guess you don't know what this mirror is yet?" Serra said patiently. "It's the Mirror of Erised. You read this line from the right." She pointed.Probably the frame was too high for Harry, who never noticed it.

"Understood? This is just a toy, it's okay to play with, don't take it seriously." Sera said in a relaxed tone, "You should know about Muggle movies, I just came to see this. I controlled my thoughts, so I want to You can see what you see."

Harry was astonished, not expecting such a statement.

Selah was always able to play things that were serious or sad, Harry thought, and he wasn't so sentimental now.He looked at Serra thoughtfully.

Sera couldn't help rubbing his hair: "Don't think about it, movies are always just stories, not real. If you want your parents, don't look for them from illusion. Your parents have passed away, and the past cannot be changed , but you have the present—seek it in reality, and you will see each other again."

Harry said in surprise, "Really?"

Serra: "I don't know. That's how I feel."

Harry smiled and said seriously, "Thank you."

"Oh, that's right——" Selah noticed something, and said maliciously: "This mirror was brought by the principal. Maybe you will see it again soon." Selah raised her voice: "Now please (you) ) leave, I want a private viewing time——" Sera looked at Harry again, blinking jokingly: "I forgot to tell you, this is what Professor Dumbledore promised me, and I can play for a few days Playing this—you know, I don't have any friends to play wizard chess with me."

Harry was taken aback by what she said, and felt that he really shouldn't come, it was actually Professor Dumbledore who played for her! —and Ron persuaded him today.

Thinking about it, it really shouldn't be.

Harry said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know..."

"It's okay," Serra said, "you go and go to bed early."

After Harry left, the invisible Dumbledore emerged from the table.

Sera looked at him proudly: "How about me? Children listen to me."

Dumbledore said humorously: "It's really good. I thought you only liked to tease them."

"Little Harry is different... You should go, Headmaster. Good night!"

"Okay. Good night."

The author has something to say:

Older ones are really hard to deal with, I think they don't care about the sincerity of the little girl

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When I was writing the Mirror of Erised, I suddenly thought of Constantine shutting the devil in the mirror

Serra: Men are like clothes

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Dumbledore: (Dementor is turned on and forgotten)

Dumbledore: Damn, it looks like a needle's eye, run away

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sera: why change the past when you can own this day?