Professor hp snape wants me to drop out

As Dumbledore said, the reason why Severus fell into weakness after removing the mark was actually simply because of pain.The antidote he had concocted had done its job well, without causing any serious side effects, and it had taken the Dark Lord's brand out of his body.After drinking some blood tonics and a powerful sleep, Severus was completely healed.

No one other than Dumbledore, Serra, and Severus himself knew why the Potions Master was absent from lunch and dinner on an unremarkable Saturday.Of course, this is not a big deal, and not many people care about it.

However, it didn't take long for a keen little wizard to notice the transformation of the gloomy old bat at Hogwarts.

It's just one more week until Christmas.On Wednesday night, the students gathered in the auditorium to do their homework. When Professor Snape, who was on duty on duty, picked on other students, the Gryffindor trio took the time to discuss the professor behind their backs.

"Have you noticed that Snape seems to be in a good mood these days..." Covered by the rustling of writing around him, the three little heads moved together, Ron motioned his friends to look over, and saw Snape not far away Teaching a Hufflepuff girl with her hands behind her back, presumably because she bewitched her worksheets to turn them into little Christmas trees.

Snape has always had zero tolerance for such deserted students in self-study classes, and his methods are extremely cruel. They all think that the little Christmas tree that is still snowing will be confiscated immediately, or according to the potions professor's bad personality , it is not impossible to be destroyed on the spot - but until now, Snape has not made a move.

Although they couldn't hear their conversation clearly, judging from the expression on the girl's face that changed from extreme panic to ordinary panic and even a little doubt, they could only conclude that Snape's lesson this time was not particularly harsh.

"I've figured it out a long time ago." Hermione gave Ron a "you're so dull" look, "I guess you didn't notice that last week I won extra points for Gryffindor in Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Last week's class was taken by Snape, and Hermione found that Snape was not as reluctant as usual when he asked her to get up to answer the questions, and even added a point to her after telling her to sit down-although the addition After it was over, he seemed to have just realized it, showing a strange expression of being disgusted.

Hermione thought he had been a little absent-minded lately.

At this moment, Snape finally made a move, and the three of them couldn't help but breathe lightly - he unhurriedly pulled out his wand from his sleeve, tapped it lightly on the small Christmas tree, and it turned back into parchment paper .

Then, the girl sat down in fear and continued her homework, and Snape left to check on the other students.

--That's it?This is the end? !

The three exchanged an incredible look.

"There must be something wrong." Ron rubbed his chin and said, "The first thing to rule out is because of Christmas....Did the headmaster give him a raise?"

"... What I care more about is, was his Transfiguration as good as it was before?" Hermione was thoughtful, remembering that she rarely saw their Potions Master use Transfiguration.

"Uh." Harry said awkwardly, "I think it's obvious." Harry stretched out his index finger and poked slightly in the direction of Ravenclaw. Following his movement, there was a slight twitch in the auditorium gasp.Sela stood up there, and Snape was walking straight towards her. "Selah never did her homework, she never did her homework," he whispered.

Sierra and Snape didn't feel like teachers and students standing together.Both of them were dressed in black robes, and they had an evenly matched aura that was not to be trifled with.I saw Snape standing in front of Selah - Harry noticed that this time Snape chose a much closer distance than the Hufflepuff girl just now - and Selah handed him a thin In the book, the two whispered a few words close to each other (at this time, the gasping sounds of the surrounding people became more obvious), and then left the auditorium one after the other.

Before going out, Snape glanced warningly at the young wizards who were peeking around, and most of them immediately ducked their heads; but Harry was a little too slow, and he saw Sela look back too— It's just that she was looking at Snape, and she was smiling very... doting? !

Seeing her eyes, Harry felt a burst of heat for some reason.

He retreated into his position in a daze, and looked at his friends again, and found that Hermione was also a little shy for no reason, and Ron's face was wrinkled, as if he had eaten two barrels of slugs.

"The old house is on fire," said Ron grimly.

"Don't say that," Hermione gave him a reproachful look, "Professor Snape just turned thirty."

Ron looked at Hermione in disbelief, with a look of betrayal on his face, and before he could say anything irrevocable, Harry hurriedly said, "Let's focus on our homework! Maybe they will soon Just come back!"

Hermione shrugged and looked down at the book. Ron glared at her angrily, turned his head away and turned hard to the next page and continued writing.Seeing this, Harry sighed, patted his head, suppressed his imagination of the conversation between the two outside, and opened his notes.

"What's the matter? Is there any question?" Under the torch, Sela and Severus stood facing each other, the latter frowning tightly.The warmth of the flames made Sera squint her eyes sleepily, and she covered her mouth and yawned.Evidently, she had no intention of going back to the auditorium.

By the light of the fire, Severus looked at the book she handed him - inside was a flight ticket from London to New Zealand on the night of Friday, December 12th, the passenger's name was "Seyf Smith" (Seyf. Smith), and the simple itinerary written by her: Arrive in New Zealand on December 18th, take a supply ship to Antarctica Scott Base from December 12th to December 19rd, and take a plane on December 12st Back to New Zealand and then back to the UK.

Sure enough, what he had been dreading for a long time had become a reality: Selah's travel plans were so sloppy.

It's not that Severus hasn't traveled far, such as going abroad to attend Potions Masters meetings or something.Every time he goes out, he will make a comprehensive plan, including food, accommodation, and transportation in detail, but he also knows that Sierra will not have this concept.

He had actually mentioned that he would do the preparations, but she insisted that everything was under her control.

As a result, there was only one air ticket—not even the boat ticket for the second step!At that time, they will not be familiar with the place, where will they go to find that boat?

And he had a bad feeling, in Sera's plan, they seemed to need some kind of illegal means to board the ship...

"Don't you think your plan is oversimplified?" Severus said. "The poles are dangerous, and I don't want to never come back."

Wizards are nothing more than mortal bodies, but if something goes wrong and they stay in Antarctica, their magic power is not enough to compete with the cruel nature.

"That's all I can do." Sierra shrugged lazily, with an innocent tone, "We can't let anyone know about our itinerary. Only the air ticket can be booked now, and we have to go to the round trip from New Zealand to Antarctica. —Let’s talk about it later.”

"Why can't anyone know?" Severus wondered.

Sera gave him a surprised look, "I must avoid being discovered by Voldemort."

...Aren't they vacationing and traveling?How could it be related to Voldemort? "What on earth are you going to do?" he asked, crossing his arms.

"Uh... I just haven't been to Antarctica, want to see it?"

Sera was embarrassed to say that it was only for him at first, and she checked a lot of information on a whim.Now while the root cause of his need for unicorn tears has been resolved, she doesn't want to waste her findings.

Many clues vaguely point out that there are some ancient and mysterious creatures in the unpolluted and pure place of the world. They have not been discovered or used until now, precisely because they are the most pure like unicorns, but also Born with the deadliest of curses, their sanctity is their best self-preservation.

Of course, Voldemort should not know about this, because he is a bad guy who sucks the blood of unicorns.

"Forget it." Seeing her hesitating, Severus didn't bother to think about it, and tapped the ticket with his fingers, "First class? I don't know when your financial strength has become so strong." Including falsifying their identities , These are not things she has the ability to do, and as far as he knows, the only ones who can help her are the Malfoys—is that still called secrecy?

"A friend made it for me." This Sierra could explain. "I just said I was going on a trip. He wouldn't doubt it."

"Friend? The one you corresponded with over the summer? How long have you known each other? Are you sure he's credible enough?" Severus spoke rapidly, eyebrows raised, "—and, if so, How did I get this?"

"Well... don't ask this, my communication with him is private, and we have to keep it secret for the time being..." Sera's voice became smaller and smaller, "—he might think we are going...well, you You know, my alias is also Smith."

Also surnamed Smith?

"...Okay." Severus's breathing was obviously lighter, and his voice lowered, no longer the impatience just now.

The two fell silent at the same time, and Serra noticed that Severus' earlobes, hidden under his hair, were a little red.For a moment, she thought he would turn around and leave, returning to the auditorium to continue guarding the little wizards - after all, he was really needed there.

But I don't know if it was because he found out that she was also shy, or this time he didn't want to run away without a fight, or because he often secretly tried to do some new things that he hadn't done before—in short, Severus and did not leave.

He didn't even change the subject.

"Then, Miss 'Smith', for our pleasant journey, can you tell me now, is there anything I need to prepare in advance?" He looked into her eyes and said softly.

Wow.

His lazy voice was like a piece of velvet gently brushing against Sera's ears, so she had to squeeze the palm of her hand quietly to barely control the itch in her heart.

It's rare to see him so... not serious.

"It's 'Mrs. Smith,'" Selah knew she was blushing, but she stared at him unafraid. Just provide a free Mr. Smith." She approached slowly as she spoke, and raised her hand to lightly rest on the man's chest.

Severus grabbed her crooked hand, and returned to his expressionless state, obviously unable to hold back after only one round. "I will," he said dryly.

The woman's hand was shiny and soft, and after a little struggle in his palm, the man quickly let go of her as if she had been scalded.

"I'll Apparate you to the airport next Friday," she said with a smile.

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At 12 o'clock in the evening on December 18, Sierra came to the cellar on time.

"I noticed that you missed two Transfiguration assignments in a row recently." Severus' voice could not hear any emotion.

"Sorry, Professor, I have to..." Draco hurriedly explained.

"—whatever the reason, don't embarrass Slytherin," he interrupted. "Make up homework over Christmas. I don't want to be called upon by Professor McGonagall again."

At this time, Sera pushed the door open and entered. "What a coincidence." She smiled politely at the two of them in the room. "Good evening, Draco."

When she walked to the desk, she found that the little golden retriever had been chasing her. Seeing the savior, Sera frowned: "What do you want to say?"

Draco seemed to have got permission, and immediately seized the opportunity to speak quickly: "Professor! Serra can testify that I was really lost by the house elf, so I had to learn housework magic, so I only recently—"

"Shut up." Sera put on the same cold expression as Severus, "Why is it your turn to do things in the Malfoy family? Now leave, your professor is on vacation."

Draco immediately misfired, and turned his head to see that the headmaster was also raising his chin to signal, so he had to go out aggrieved, and whispered something before going out.

"...What is he mumbling about?" Sera didn't hear clearly, "It's annoying to see him." She revealed the black suitcase with the invisibility spell and put it on the table, "Do you have anything to bring?" ? can fit in a case."

Severus, who heard Draco say "Merry Christmas", has always been a little confused, why Sera is so hostile to Draco, she almost treats Draco like he treats Potter— — but Draco had an unnatural dependence on her?

He thought of an interesting experiment.If the owner scolds his dog in a very gentle tone, the dog will think that the owner is praising it, and it will respond with affection; on the contrary, if the owner's attitude is fierce, no matter what he said, the dog will think he is offended , and then yelling at the master or something.

Obviously these lower grades are not very bright.

Severus, entertained by his own thoughts, nodded at Sela, got up and went into his bedroom, coming out with a black leather suitcase. "Maybe there is no way to put it in. This one is also cast with a traceless stretching spell."

"Is this legal?" Sera wondered, immediately forgetting about Draco.

"If yours is, so is it." How could the Law of Secrecy stop capable wizards from trying extension spells?

"Pfft, okay." Sera said with a smile, "Just in case, let me ask, is there any living thing in here?"

"Of course not." He also bent his lips. "move."

"Don't worry, try to put it in." Sera's smile was a little smug, Severus paused when he saw it, and then opened her suitcase as she wished. At first glance, it was pitch black, and he tried to put himself Throwing the box in it—successful.

She did spatial nesting. "Your research scope is really wide." Severus found himself not too shocked, he was used to her 'surprise' from time to time.He picked up the only remaining box and cast another weight loss spell.

Sera felt better about his proactive care, "Come on, hold on tight." She raised her hand to motion for Severus to take her arm.

As a result, under Sera's surprised gaze, he took her raised right hand and pulled it to his side.

"Call the spell," he urged in a low voice.

Any questions?How does a man hold a woman's arm?

The wizard will not encounter the problem of traffic jams, so the two naturally chose to step on the spot and start.When they arrived at London Heathrow Airport, there was not much time before takeoff, and they boarded the plane not long after staying in the waiting room.

It was a Boeing 747 with a very large interior, about three times wider than the average intercity airliner Serra had flown on.There are only four seats in a row of first class, separated by an aisle in the middle, and the space is wider.At this time, apart from the two of them in the cabin, there was only a lady with a baby sitting three rows ahead of them.

After the plane took off, Sera removed the transformation spell on the clothes on the two of them, because Severus looked very uncomfortable with the gray suit she conjured him; replaced it with an ignore spell, so that unless Serra actively called, the flight attendant You will subconsciously forget the "Mr. and Mrs. Smith" here.

It was summer in the southern hemisphere, so under Serra's short fur coat was a cool, well-fitting black dress - which would not look out of place among Muggles.As for Severus, he is only willing to wear his wizard robes that have never changed for thousands of years, and Sera is ready to give him a down jacket to look like this robe when the time comes.

Once the plane was in smooth flight, Serra kicked off her shoes—she was wearing high heels—and nestled comfortably in a chair.

There is an armrest in the middle of the two-person seat as a partition. The seat is as wide and soft as a sofa, and its shape is similar to a pod, which can wrap people in it—in fact, this seat is more than enough for two people.If you lean in, you won't be able to see each other at all.

Severus looked at Sera's tiptoes and became unhappy for no reason, as if the two of them were just passengers who happened to be sitting next to each other.He wanted to make the bulkhead invisible, but Serra said they had to use as little magic as possible on the plane, or it might cause an accident.

He knew his mentality was not right.

Years ago, when he was a Slytherin and Lily was a Gryffindor, he had tried to get close to her.For meals, studies, and Hogsmeade weekends, he would take the initiative to invite Lily to join him—at that time, Lily would also be waiting for his invitation.

Although looking at it now, this behavior of wanting to stick together is simply ridiculously young, especially in the case that he never confessed to Lily.

But he knew—that's how men and women fall in love.

So last year he quickly noticed Sera's mind, after all, she was really trying her best to stick with him.

However, since Sera wrote "I don't love you", she seemed to wake up suddenly, and she would never come to him outside of the appointed time, only worse than the way she saw him before the fifth grade. It's also a little bit better when she didn't see it-at least she will say hello with a smile now.

She never tried to meet the person she admired like he did when he was young.She has a lot of things of her own, and he still doesn't know what she does on weekends.She was very busy during this time, and she didn't even come to the agreed "Confinement Day".Only the magazines she ordered arrived at his office on time.

This made him restless.

However, she must have been very tired recently - according to the regulations, the first season of the Dueling Club ended by Christmas, and Severus estimated that the season rewards she promised hadn't been done yet.

It was night too, and if she wanted to rest, let her rest.Severus sat by the aisle and Serra by the window, so that if he needed to leave his seat, he wouldn't disturb her.

Severus thought he should sleep too, after all, he also knew that there would be no conditions for them to have a good rest during the subsequent boat ride.It's just that he was still a little restless, so he turned on the small light on his side, took out the map from his pocket, and looked at it.

After an unknown amount of time, Serra fell asleep, but the strictness of Severus' character made him even more worried.According to the news from previous years and the route shown on the map, the supply ship at Scott Station, New Zealand's Antarctic scientific research station, will leave a week before Christmas. If the situation remains the same this year, the ship will actually leave long ago when their plane arrives.

Severus had seen Sera's flying carpet before, did she want to use the flying carpet to carry the two of them to catch up?Could her blanket fly that fast?

This is not a big problem, after all, he can actually fly; the key is that they will be on an armed freighter then.How to get involved?Where are they going to live on board?

Nothing was under his control, and Severus had never done anything so wild in his life.

Thinking about it is a big head.

He hoped more and more that Sierra would wake up.

"Wow—" Suddenly, the baby's piercing cry sounded, and Severus completed the task of piercing the soundproof earmuffs, waking Selah - and she sat up straight.

Her wand was pointed forward quickly, and Severus quickly pressed her right hand to prevent her from casting a spell on the baby while unconscious - although he wanted to do it at the moment, it was too noisy annoying.

——As a result, Sera grabbed him with his backhand, and used his strength to half-kneel up on the chair, then raised his knees and stepped over the partition, rolled down and squeezed beside him.

"Why do you always hold my hand lately?" She murmured, resting her chin on his shoulder.

The space in the chair was still a bit cramped for two people, and Sela leaned sideways on Severus.She wrapped his right arm around herself, then hugged his waist.

Under his hand, under the wrapping of the smooth fabric of the skirt, he grasped her slender waist, and he felt his palm start to heat up.

Severus didn't dare to act rashly for a moment, his body froze for a moment, and he forced himself to relax again.

never mind.Isn't this exactly what he vaguely expected?Otherwise, why did he so readily agree to come with her?

Obedient to his inner desire, Severus turned to look at Sela.

She closed her eyes again, and even the breath that brushed his cheek lightly became longer, as if after saying a word, she fell asleep on his shoulder again.

It seemed that because he knew he was by his side, he let down his vigilance.

Severus retracted his arms subconsciously, and the girl's warm body got closer with his strength.He felt a softness in his heart, and couldn't help thinking that it would be fine if she just fell asleep like this.

However, the clueless Muggle cub yelled again.

Shocked, Sera opened her eyes.

"Can't you really cast a Soundproofing Charm?" Severus said helplessly.

Sera also looked at the little baby who was picked up and coaxed.Severus was surprised to find that there was no irritability on her face after being woken up, but a little novelty on the contrary.

"What are you looking at?" he asked.

"Kid," Serra said, "I envy him how loud he can be. My voice isn't working now."

"I thought you knew that yelling is not a decent thing to do at your age."

"But I like it." She thumped his chest lightly.

"...Are you still sleeping? If you have time, how about talking to me about our next step?" He changed the subject.

"Oh." Sera pulled out the map in his hand, sat upright and unfolded the drawing under the light.As she moved, his hand slid down her thigh, which made his heart tighten again.But at this time, it would be too static to retract his hand, so he tried to lean the back of his hand on the leather surface of the seat as much as possible.

Sera didn't notice his small movements. She looked at the map and drew a line with her wand to signal him: "It's very simple. We just fly over this route after we get off the plane. The ship moves very slowly."

"And then? Where do we live when we get on the ship?"

"Look to see if there are any spare cabins. If there are any, it's a matter of expulsion spells. If not, build one, or live on the deck." Sera said casually, "There are not many Muggles on board, we won't be found."

"Can you build a house?"

"I've brought a tent. Let's make do, we still have to explore the ice." Sierra drew back to him again, stuffing the wand and paper into his hands.

There was no room for her wand in her clothes, so she had held the wand in her hand before, but now she gave it to him.

The two looked at each other at a very close distance, the purple eyes were mysterious and vivid, and the black eyes were silent and tolerant.Severus also turned his upper body slightly to keep his neck from getting sore.Serra's hand pressed to his chest again, and this time he didn't refuse.

Then, under the warm yellow light, amidst the noisy air currents, the entangled breathing of the two people made the existence of a certain attraction between them stronger, until it could not be ignored, they approached each other tacitly, and slowly Slowly close your eyes——

With a slight collision, the two gave each other their first kiss.

The author has something to say:

The female ticket is up.

I don't know if you like it or not, but I enjoy writing it anyway.

I just made up this part of Antarctica, I have never been there

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You gave birth to me before I was born, and I was already old when I gave birth to you. I found out that my favorite SS emotional drama was written almost ten years ago.

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(tears) But it's been a long time...