Professor hp snape wants me to drop out

The trio ran all the way to the Quidditch pitch.

"Hey." Hermione said with difficulty, "It's actually not unacceptable. Objectively speaking, I think...Professor Snape is too biased..."

"Professor Snape!" Ron interrupted her incredulously, "You're calling him Professor again!"

"—It's not without merit." Hermione glanced at Ron displeasedly, "At least he's very powerful. And a person with a twisted personality like him might be more attractive to Selah."

Snape, attraction.Ron and Harry's faces started to twitch.Harry said desperately, "Please stop talking about Hermione. I'm going to throw up."

"Hermione, tell me you won't even...even love eyes like Selah..." Ron stared blankly at the little witch.

"Shut up!" Hermione's eyes flicked over him, and her cheeks turned red, "I'm just analyzing! We're only in second year! God!"

Ron looked at Hermione's expression but felt that his guess was probably right, and his heart turned cold for a while.Originally, he was only concerned about this matter, which was similar to the discomfort when hearing his parents making love—in fact, he felt that Hermione was right, these two people are quite suitable, aren't they always dressed in black; but Hermione's attitude now is that Very problematic.

Ron is starting to get mad at Sela for having a bad head!

"What's there to like about someone like Snape?" he muttered disdainfully.

"I can't see it at all." Harry was out of his wits, "You said that Snape targeted me so much, is it the reason why Serra cared more about Draco than me?"

It took a while for the other two little wizards to react, "I found that you are quite suitable to be a soap opera screenwriter." Hermione said angrily.

Ron didn't know what to say, so he patted Harry on the shoulder, but Harry gave him a "you know me" look, which made Ron shudder.

... This incident made the three of them a little insane, and did not analyze for a moment why Dumbledore asked them to keep what Serra said a secret.

When Snape's big rough hand, which was half covered by his overlong sleeves, pressed Sela's fingers, she decided that she must not let his future in the crystal ball come to reality.

She felt that she was quite hopeful.Otherwise, why did he suddenly reach out?

So after reacting from the throbbing, Sera immediately stepped up to catch up.

Even when a Dumbledore suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor, Serra ignored him.

"Serra." Dumbledore called helplessly to the girl who tried to slip away from him. "We have to talk."

... The worst thing about joining any faction is that you really have to listen to the leader.

Sera curled her lips, anyway, Severus was not in a hurry, he wanted to make potions, so she couldn't talk to him forcefully.She turned and looked at Dumbledore expressionlessly: "Okay."

I don't know if it's because the fireplace is burning too hot or because of Fox, the phoenix, but the principal's room is very warm.Dumbledore was going to arrest people without saying a word, but he was not in a hurry after he brought Serra into the house. He sat in his seat and wanted Serra to stand in front of him so that he could talk closer, but in the end Sierra took her seat too self-consciously.

Sierra took off her cloak and put it on the back of the sofa contentedly. She even poured herself a cup of black tea, and ate a small handful of cockroaches from the big sugar plate next to her.

Dumbledore:  …

Dumbledore is still single and has no relatives of the younger generation, but he inexplicably understands the headache of being a grandpa facing a rebellious granddaughter from Serra.

"Sera, I have to remind you again." Dumbledore suppressed the strange sense of déjà vu, his blue eyes looked at the girl warningly: "You should not reveal to anyone what we are doing."

"Oh." Sierra was using her wand to pull back a cockroach that was trying to escape.

"You didn't understand what I meant." Dumbledore's tone softened a little, and he sighed, she wouldn't listen anyway, "I just erased the memories of all the students passing by in the corridor, so that they would forget what you said words.” Even portraits were not spared.

"Oh." The candy cockroach struggled against her lips and was sucked into her mouth. "Including Harry and the other three?"

"...Not included. I made them promise me to keep it a secret." Following the disclosure of the Chamber of Secrets, Dumbledore decided that this was the last concession, and he believed that the three children could help. "You can't go on like this. I originally planned to do this alone. The fewer people know, the better."

Dumbledore is not a person like Serra who thinks out and is influenced by emotions. He is a firm person, he will not forget his goal, and his judgment will not be easily changed.

"You can't do it alone." Sela picked up another cockroach and said absently, "I read it from my own book, I don't need you to tell me."

"Just understand Voldemort's arrogance," said Dumbledore. "He is confident that no one but himself will know the secret. As his enemies, we had better let his arrogance go."

"He knows what we're doing, so what can he do?" Sera raised her voice, raised her head and replied, "He can make so many Horcruxes in total. You and I are both here, as long as we quickly find them now, before we can His illness is killing him, isn't that all right?"

The more she talked, the more she felt that she made sense, and then she realized that this was what she had been subconsciously thinking all along.

Serra didn't like to be secretive.If she hadn't had to listen to the leader, she, Malfoy, and Harry would have spoken more clearly.

"Sierra." Dumbledore folded his hands and put them on the table, the half-moon lens flickered, "Is it true that what is predicted will definitely happen?"

Sierra was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought of the future of Severus, who was just misty in the crystal ball.

"...No. Of course not." After a long time, she said.

She seemed to realize something.She wanted to apologize to Dumbledore, but couldn't explain it, so she turned her eyes away and started poking the cockroach pile again.

Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief, gratified that she could still listen to her advice anyway. "Everything is still variable. The crystal ball can't directly tell us when and how Voldemort will return, let alone we still have so many Horcruxes that we haven't found. He can keep them around and protect them. And Not every one of them will be as easy to spot and fix as diaries and crowns."

Sera lowered her head. She knew what he said, but since she became an adult, she felt that her magic power had grown more obviously. For example, she could sense the traces of the magic used by Dumbledore to erase memory just now in the corridor— —Like a filter membrane.Coupled with the good mood just now-in short, she is now full of confidence in solving Voldemort, but she has no real sense of the painful price that needs to be paid.

"It's not easy to break through his own defenses, we can't take risks. Not to mention that we may have accidents in the process-Serra, I don't deny that you are indeed an outstanding witch. I am not humble enough to say that you will be able to do so in time." To be where I am now - but you are too young, and I am old. And Voldemort is in his prime. That is one."

...A wizard like Dumbledore would not often say that he is old in such a serious tone in front of someone.

Sera felt something stuck in her throat, and his words made the joy that was swimming in her heart completely dissipate.

"—Secondly," said Dumbledore meaningfully, "the crystal ball has too much influence on you..."

"I know, Albus. I know," Serra interrupted him, somewhat flusteredly, "I've realized this recently...I've been using it less. I'm sorry."

... She hates the crystal ball that stipulates everything, but cannot change the deep-rooted trust and dependence.

"What if he can continue to manufacture Horcruxes?" Dumbledore still wanted to continue, "Your question is not without loopholes."

"I was wrong, Albus." Serra seemed to lose all strength.

"You were free," said Dumbledore softly, "but with life comes responsibility."

Serra fell silent.

Dumbledore had put it mildly.If he was more ruthless, he could directly say that every time she acted presumptuously, it might lead to - causing Severus to do more dangerous things to make up for it.Dumbledore must have known that Selah had never cared about anything, but at least she didn't want him to sacrifice now.

Serra stared at her wand with a stiff neck.

On Malfoy's side, she gave Lucius three simple sentences: she had noticed his movements; it was now well known that Voldemort's mission had been botched; and Draco was in her hands.

Although the secrecy spell has been cast, if Malfoy is smart, he can get close to the truth through the first two messages, and it is still uncertain what this cunning businessman will do by then.Serra could only hope that he cared enough about his son.

It is really inappropriate.Serra had to admit painfully that secrecy was necessary.

She had to change her habits - randomness always adds infinite variables, she likes to observe these variables, but when they threaten the people she cares about, she finds herself instinctively afraid.

In her heart, fear quickly turned into a ball of anger.

"I see." The purple eyes looked directly into the blue eyes, "I will control myself."

Dumbledore and her stared at each other for a long time, long enough for the two to fully see each other's determination.Then, he exhaled lightly, got up and left the desk and sat next to her, and also took a bunch of cockroach piles.

"Any plans for Christmas? I heard you're going on a long trip?"

Sierra nodded, "Last Christmas, I had a fortune teller whether to give Severus a bottle of unicorn tears, and the crystal ball gave a golden yes. So I think he might need the curse and its release especially." Curse-related things, this year can happen to be searched again."

Dumbledore nodded as he ate, not too surprised.But what he said next turned Selah's newly calmed mood to the other extreme: "Do you mind if Severus goes with you?"

"……what?"

Serra couldn't react for a moment.She instinctively analyzed: "It's quite dangerous there. I have to mix with Muggles to get there..."

But thinking about it, she actually felt that the picture with Severus was pretty good.Her mood improved again, inappropriately.Dumbledore was so tormenting that she didn't know whether to keep stern or laugh.

Serra couldn't help but glared at him reproachfully, but Dumbledore was already looking cheerful, as if the stern old man just didn't exist at all.

His blue eyes were kind and teasing, and a blush slowly rose on Sera's face. Looking at this old man who was obviously rich in experience and seemed to see through everything, she suddenly had the desire to talk.

So Dumbledore saw that this girl who always seemed to be teasing others with confidence showed a rare sincere and shy expression that hesitated to speak.It's just like an ordinary 17-year-old girl's first love - no, most ordinary girls are not so young at this age.

He also felt novelty.

"I'm listening." Dumbledore said in a coaxing tone.

——Of course, she is still special after all.What she said next proved that the blush on her cheeks had more to do with sweetness than shyness.Even when talking about this kind of topic, she still dissects herself as straightforwardly as a surgeon, without any shyness.

"It started last year," Serra found herself delighted to be able to tell people. "Last Halloween, he held his wand to my neck with the look on his face like he was going to kill me. I was I feel like I'm in love with him. You know, it's that crush—the word crush, that's the perfect word for it."

Dumbledore felt a little sour, but he still kept a smile on his face.

"Of course, as a Ravenclaw, sanity is our virtue. I woke up last Christmas after I tried to invite him to dance." Sela paused as she spoke, and she suddenly thought of the Christmas gift Severus gave her last year. Among the presents was a silver and green scarf, and at the time she thought he was mocking her contribution to the Slytherin House Cup.

But recently, she used the nickname "Green Devil" too much, and she didn't realize that he chose her based on her surname?

"But... I found that I still... admire him very much." Many beautiful images flooded into Sera's mind, and she realized that if she really wanted to praise him, she might not be able to say enough for a while, so she just Summing it up: "He's so charming, both in body and soul. He's so much fun to be with, I think we're almost friends, but every once in a while he makes me feel...in love." Such as summer vacation Accompanied by tacit understanding and natural physical contact.

"But I'm not sure I love him." Serra found herself expecting Dumbledore to clarify.

"I saw his fate in the crystal ball—almost as I had guessed long ago, that he would be... sacrificed. On the one hand, I was saddened by this, and when I thought of the torture he would suffer, physically and even spiritually, The double injury hurts me so badly... On the other hand, I think it's fine for him." Sera said ecstatically, "It would be beautiful. If he insists, I can totally understand... "

Sera showed a cruel smile: "If I were him, I might choose to go that way."

"So... I don't understand." She looked at Dumbledore.

"Should I be your love mentor now? Well, well. Willing to oblige." Dumbledore said humorously, "I can't answer your question directly. Let me ask you, what do you think--he Are you special?"

Sera seems to be very cautious about "love". When talking about business, she talks about him from left to right, but now she talks too much.Dumbledore found it interesting, why did she ask in such a hurry?Didn't she always like to follow her feelings?

"Special." Sela said affirmatively, "he is the most special. It's not just the feeling, I also did some comparative analysis. Weasley and Remus that aroused my interest, I listed them that I like point, in the end they tend to disappoint me in some ways, and Severus is the best."

"Remus? Are you familiar with him?" Dumbledore didn't expect her to have such a thought.

"Oh, not familiar. I just recognized his ability, and my first impression of him was okay. Severus hated him." In fact, she still didn't go to Defense Against the Dark Arts class, on the one hand, Severus The reason, on the other hand, is that he has been used to skipping classes for so many years; fortunately, Remus is not a stubborn person, and after she directly pointed it out, he expressed his casualness.Otherwise, it would not be so easy for Sera to fool this werewolf teacher with high magic resistance.

"Oh. Look where your heart is going." Dumbledore teased her.

"Of course." Serra smiled proudly. "...Actually, I don't think it's fair to compare them. Severus is far more than just attracting and intriguing me." Her eyes drifted to somewhere in the void, "Chris, you still Remember her? She is still the person I remember most, and I can be sure that I loved...her."

Chris - her other half soul.She was with her, she nurtured her, and her light blonde hair was the only light in the first 11 years of her life that seemed like a long night.

"But Severus seems to be more important than her." Since Sera realized that Severus might—according to some "original arrangement"—start a story with Chris, she said to The crystal ball couldn't say "Chris" anymore.

"I think the answer is obvious." Dumbledore raised his finger to his lips, "but—shh, it's not for me to tell you that."

"That's the problem with people who are wise but not determined," he puts it bluntly. "They're too reasonable to understand everything—including what hurts them. They appreciate their intelligence so much that they don't know How to choose between personal feelings and this kind of appreciation."

She watched everyone as actors in a drama, but forgot her own selfishness.

"My suggestion," Dumbledore said decisively, "invite him to go on vacation with you. While there is still time. As for the danger you mentioned, I guess Severus probably doesn't want you to face it alone either." .”

Even though he was still unsure of the answer, Sera found that he was indeed delighted by his last words.

"Okay." She said with a smile.

The author has something to say:

Dumbledore: I'm a prophet, Sera is my golden water, she just said nonsense, forget it.

Dumbledore: Wait, so now you don't even have lessons? (As the principal, should I take care of it)

Sierra: What are you talking about, don't you not go to class?

Dumbledore: If the author hadn't arranged for me to match you up, I really want to say something, you just know a few men

Serra: So you know a lot?

Dumbledore: He wants to kill you and you fall in love with him, you pervert...

Sierra: The drawbridge effect, understand us soul-defective people

Dumbledore: All right, let's get to the point

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Thank you for your comments. I didn’t have a physical problem yesterday. It’s just that I couldn’t get the code words on the computer. It’s cold, readers and babies, take care of yourself

Then yesterday I couldn’t type, so I just read novels. The "Response to Disease and Medicine" a year ago is really delicious. The ferocious little badger that has a crush on the professor is delicious. Yexiu is really educated. I highly recommend it. Recommended to take a good look at it