Professor hp snape wants me to drop out

When Severus woke up, the bed was empty.He felt his wand light up, found the gray bed beneath him clean and tidy, and saw that the drastic folds and certain dark marks were gone before he fell asleep, making him think he had just made a scene. Dream.

He felt a burning hunger in his belly, but he didn't rush to get up because he knew it was not a dream.

Two days of hard work and a bout of bliss had given him a rare dreamless sleep, which probably lasted a very long time, given how hungry he was now.

Severus extinguished his wand, rolled slowly, and lay flat on the bed.

The bedroom was dark, but there was light seeping through the crack of the door, presumably Selah was eating outside.Could it be that she, like him, would be somewhat... resistant to seeing him again after too close contact?

Severus didn't really want to use a specific word like "resentment" to describe his mood, which made him feel self-loathing.But the fact is that he would rather be hungry and alone now than go out into the drawing room, which may have been warmed by the fire, and share a good meal with the girl outside the door-and maybe drink a glass of mead Stay in a dark and cold bedroom.

He stared at the shadow of a raised stone brick on the ceiling, and for a moment seemed to be thinking a lot and not thinking about anything at all.

He thought he would feel heavy.After all, as a British man who has always been very strict with himself both mentally and physically, this is the first time he has done this kind of thing with a girl, and he will definitely not just regard it as "done" .He needs to consider many things, such as what is the nature of this matter?Is this love?Is he serious?is she seriousIs he responsible?What kind of responsibility does he have? ... Not to mention the series of problems that this incident has brought about in the current environment where the rain is about to come.

However, in fact, he felt light again, and those repressed emotions that lingered like nightmares in the past were as difficult to capture as smoke at this moment, making it impossible for him to hold them in his hands and torture his heart.

Relaxation is certainly comfortable, but this sense of loss of control seems to be beating him again, accusing him of lack of responsibility.Severus was a little annoyed, he thought, it was all his fault at his age that it was "the first time".

He let his mind wander aimlessly.He is twice her age.He had seen her when she was a child, a skinny little girl whose height was no higher than his chest.Severe malnutrition in her childhood had an almost lifelong impact on her. Sera's strength has never been great, and she can even be regarded as "weak"-but ordinary people have no chance to discover this, they can only see that she is strong of magic.

...Severus was different, of course, and he knew it all too well.

Thinking of this, he regretted that he wasn't the one who woke up first - that way he could see her sleeping face.He suddenly wanted to see her, so he got up and got out of bed, lit a candle, and walked to the bathroom.

"Good evening, Severus." Sera looked up when the door opened, and found that the man who came out was wearing a bathrobe—the kind with a V-neck tie.His hair was still wet, and water dripped down his slightly curly ends into his chest.She couldn't help but let out a little "wow".

Severus nodded awkwardly, and when he got up to Serra he paused, hesitating whether to kiss her first like in the TV show - and finally he just sat down across from her.

"Forgive me for being too hungry, so I ate first." Sera looked at his movements with a smile on her chin. "Today is New Year's Eve, and the dinner is quite rich. Do you want to eat in the auditorium?"

She had a goblet by her hand, and half of the light golden liquid exuded a sweet aroma.Besides, there was her crystal ball on the table and an open book, which she had obviously just been reading - reading those Transfiguration Today sent to him.

"No." Severus realized that he really didn't know what to say, so he simply spared words.He raised his hand to call for the tableware, poured himself a glass of wine, and ate the steak in silence.

There was a healthy flush in his cheeks at the moment, whether it was from the shower or from embarrassment.Serra stared at him for a while longer, and before he could resist asking, she shook her head and picked up the magazine and continued reading.

After he finished eating, while he was cleaning up, Sera went back to the bedroom, brought a familiar small iron box, opened it and put it on the table: "My photos and letters, please put them in."

"Even this box was rescued by you. Is it more important than your life?" Severus frowned, and couldn't hold back a soft sarcasm.He got up, took out two envelopes from the drawer of a delicate little locker, took them and put them directly into the box.

"Oh..." Sera looked at him pretending to be pitiful, grabbed his hand and shook it, and the man's expression relaxed visibly.

Where did she learn how to act like a baby?Severus stood there waiting until she let go, then pulled a chair and sat down.

"Why don't you wonder why I don't look at them?" Sera put the iron box in her arms, leaned back on the chair and blamed - it seems that in addition to acting like a baby, she also learned Xiao Zuoyi without a teacher Affection.

However, before Severus could answer, Sera's face suddenly changed.She pressed her head, as if she had a headache—then she whispered weakly: "...Oh, you know that too?"

"I didn't expect me to think of this because of this." Sera smiled softly to herself, she opened the tin box again, and took out the photo, "Since I remembered it... why don't you Take a look." She turned her chair into a loveseat and motioned for Severus to come and sit with him.

Severus did sort of know what was going on, so he didn't expect her to ask that question either.At this moment, he had no choice but to sit beside her silently.

Serra's parentage - the story she told him and Dumbledore is clearly problematic.A pair of wizard parents who truly love their children would never immediately abandon their frail one-year-old child just because of family legends—and throw it into the wild, even if it is reasonable to leave it at the gate of the orphanage.

And Serra never tried to find her parents, and almost never missed them.If this is because the fortuneteller must cut off the mortal relationship, then what is going on with him and her now?

The back of the photo is blank. "What's my mother's name?" Serra asked softly suddenly.

"Sonia," Severus replied.

The photo is a group photo of two people, a witch holding a wizard's arm.The witch wears gorgeous and complicated robes, earrings, hair ornaments, bracelets and rings, and the chimera necklace around her neck is exactly the same as the one that Selah has always worn - Selah also inherited this necklace, and the rest of the wealth. .

Selah had inherited her looks almost entirely from her mother, but Severus had never seen Selah look the way the woman in the picture shyly looked, "Daddy's daughter."The woman's long black hair was braided into two braids and placed on her chest, her bangs were straight, and she smiled quietly and shyly.

If Serra was anything like her mother, she'd probably fill the room with love letters.

As for the wizard on her arm—it was a stocky, fair-haired man.Neither Severus nor Serra paid much attention to him, because they both knew he was an illusion conjured up by Severus.

When Severus got the photo, the man's place was a scorched black mass, and there were two lines written on the back of the photo, the first line was "Sonia Green and (smudged out)", and the lower line was crookedly light-colored The handwriting should be written by the young Serra "Don't be curious, don't read the letter. Recover it, forget it."

Severus followed her instructions, combined with his own guesses, and tried to change the photo.It now appears that he should have done the right thing.

Sierra put her things away and gave herself a forgetfulness.

"Now can you tell me what was on your wrist at that time?" Severus knew he couldn't give her too much time to think, so he asked immediately when he saw the confusion in her eyes.

"Oh, this—probably also the result of our travels." Sela was distracted and revealed the bracelet, "At that time, the golden liquid was separated, the white smoke was 'purification', and the black one was 'curse' The reason why it split is probably...the curse likes to find this kind of thing as a carrier, and it attaches it as soon as it finds it." Sera took off the ring and put it on Severus's hand, "This is Wormtail's finger bone."

"Wormtail? 'That' Wormtail?" Severus almost threw the cold, dark, irregularly shaped ring out when he heard that. "Why do you wear it on your hand?" He felt incredulous.

"...I tried to use it to find Wormtail himself." Sera explained the principle to him, "but it doesn't work now, this bone is currently 'overloaded' and can no longer be used to find people." She sighed tone.

"Then what new use does it have?"

"I haven't figured it out yet. But it's sure to be powerful."

"...Okay. It's a good 'catch'." Severus put the bracelet on the table in a rather unlucky manner, "You don't need to wear it in the first place. Wormtail works for the Dark Lord, There's a good chance there's a Dark Mark already, so I'll be able to spot it if I'm within a certain distance." This was his research before removing the mark.

"At that time, I wanted to take the initiative to find him..." Sera wanted to take the bracelet back and put it on, but was shocked by Severus' eyes, and withdrew his hand embarrassingly. "Wow. That's pretty good. I'm going to ask someone to help me make a detector." The Marauder's Map is really a sharp tool, and she will ask Fred and George if they plan to reproduce it.

"Who to ask for help?" Severus asked sharply. "The 'friend' who helped you make the suitcase?"

Her space superposition magic is different from a simple stretching spell. It also has requirements on the box itself, so it needs to use alchemy.Given Sierra's financial situation, which has somehow been stagnant, she probably couldn't afford the expensive materials.

"No...are you jealous?" Sierra smiled.

"No need to go to anyone else," Severus said, "If you don't have money for materials, I can help."

"Oh, sweetheart..." The girl grabbed his hand and rubbed his cheek against his palm, "It's not about the material, it's because I'm not good at alchemy. That's why I didn't study the Philosopher's Stone—it wasn't me Thinking I can’t get there, but I just don’t know anything about it.”

"Whoa." Severus mimicked her exaggerated tone, "I thought you really could do anything. So—why?" She was clearly doing quite well with potions, potions and alchemy There are similarities, and it stands to reason that she would not be "knowledgeable".

"I don't know. Maybe it's a family tradition. You have to pay something to get something..." Sera said absently.

Severus frowned at that.Family inheritance?Her family has made a crystal ball that can fuse with the Philosopher's Stone, so why can't she use alchemy?

Severus caught a glimpse of the silver necklace around her neck unconsciously.Chimera, three animals, three bloodlines.

He suddenly understood something.He thought that if he continued to ask, Sera might have to forget the curse on himself again.And this time it may be more serious.

"Hey!" Sela suddenly squeezed his hand excitedly, interrupting his thoughts, "You said 'wow', you never said it before!" The girl's face was flushed, her eyes sparkled: " Your 'Wow' sounds like a cat meows. Severus, do you want to be an Animagus?"

"..."

She still digresses the same way, but now the direction of digression is reversed, from serious things to non-serious things.

So, the two who couldn't sleep that night started a challenging advanced teaching of transfiguration, and ended up wasting a night.

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On the afternoon of January 1993, 1, Serra and Severus came to the principal's office to pay New Year's greetings, and conspired with Dumbledore on Horcrux-related matters by the way.

In terms of core strategy, Dumbledore meant that the action should be secret, but it should also be cut quickly, and the Horcrux should be destroyed as soon as it is found, so as to avoid long nights and dreams.Since the Gryffindor sword is not so easy to use, Severus suggested that the fangs of the fire and the basilisk might also work, and said that he would research simpler and more convenient potions and spells based on this.

Sera reported a new clue, which they just discovered—Serra had given Severus the two keys of Wormtail before, but he didn't expect that there was some kind of black magic transfiguration on them, Severus She had been given back the manifested keys this morning, one of which had taken the form of a Gringotts key.She plans to wait until after the holidays to explore the road.

In addition, in view of Dumbledore's desire to reduce the use of magic, the actual actions to destroy the Horcrux will be handed over to Serra and Severus, and only Dumbledore's leadership and information collection positions will be retained.

After talking about the business, Serra was concerned about Dumbledore's health.

Dumbledore briefly recounted the story of his journey to Gaunt House in Great Hangleton to find the ring - which he had now destroyed with his sword.He was cursed for directly touching the ring, and as a result was drained of life.

He found Severus to treat himself, and when Fox brought Severus to him, Dumbledore felt that the potion Severus was holding was effective, so he drank it directly.At that time, he immediately recovered a lot, and all the blackness on the surface of the skin faded away.But Dumbledore thought that things were not that simple, so Severus still went to make the antidote-the thick gold potion, which can temporarily concentrate this powerful curse on one part, but it cannot be eradicated, and the curse will also be caused by Use magic to speed up the spread.

A day later, Dumbledore did find that the curse had returned, and Severus' potion came in handy.

"It's unreasonable." After listening, Sera immediately said: "The function of that white smoke is not to resist or seal the curse, it is used to purify and restore. These are two different things." The Stretching Charm and the Polymorph on the key worked.

"So what does that mean?" Dumbledore asked.Sierra sat relaxed, and he couldn't help feeling a little hopeful that she might have some good news to bring.

"I didn't expect you to be so ignorant about curses..." Sera shrugged, "Yes, after all, this method is really not popular. The good news is that I'm probably sure to cure Albus."

"Very simple, kill Voldemort."

"There are many ways to classify curses, and now we will only talk about one: the first category is that the person who is cursed can try to lift it by himself, and the second category is that the person who is cursed cannot lift it by himself."

"In most cases we say that a curse cannot be lifted, just because it is too difficult to solve. But in fact, most curses can be removed, such as the Dark Mark, and even the curse of unicorn blood can be solved -I think the antidote provided by the giant beast we found in Antarctica this time can purify them."

"It's really powerful, I can feel it." Sera looked at Dumbledore seriously, "So if you can't even purify it, it means that the curse in you belongs to the rules and cannot be lifted from the side of the curser of."

"Obviously, the second type of curse is more vicious and profound. It can be said that it is the most traditional and classic curse-the real necrosis. If you want to get rid of it, you must ask the person who cast the curse to lift it-but, A more direct solution is to kill the person who cast the curse. The source of this curse is the person who cast the curse." After finishing speaking, Sera showed a determined smile.

Killing Voldemort was certainly not easy, but it was something they had to do, so the other two in the room couldn't believe it for a while—is this all right?

"How sure are you?" Severus asked.

"Ninety percent." Sera looked at him and said frankly: "For some reason, I am also good at cursing, but I know the first type of curse. As for the second type, maybe you have heard some wizards curse Others can transfer the harm they suffer to the other party, or even possess the other party... probably these are the usages. That's all I know, and I don't have any more ways to be sure."

Severus nodded thoughtfully.

Serra thought for a while, and then said to Dumbledore: "So Voldemort did put a curse on the school's 'Defense Against the Dark Arts' position? That's a really powerful curse—if he gave every professor's position Come on, then Hogwarts doesn't have to open at all. I always thought it was a joke before, and I was surprised that he was so good at it from such a ostentatious person. In any case, it is not necessary to let him lift the curse. If possible, let's kill him."

So Voldemort is so capable, why didn't he put a curse on all the teaching posts at Hogwarts?

"I'm not surprised, Tom likes to delve into these things - he doesn't believe in feelings and beliefs, so he always wants to use stronger methods to control people." Dumbledore recalled Sierra's divergent thoughts, "It seems that now, He and I are really in a life-and-death relationship."

Sela glanced at Severus who was sitting next to her - one of the people who had been controlled by strong means, his face was dark at the moment.She patted his hand reassuringly.

"Who isn't?" Severus said coldly.He grabbed Sierra's hand with his backhand, "I will continue to study, just in case."

This will not increase his workload. Studying Voldemort is his long-term subject—in fact, he feels more and more that the Dark Lord is actually nothing in the two academic directions he is good at, black magic and potions. big deal.When I was young, I really believed in his evil.Why did he follow the Dark Lord?

On the one hand, it is the pursuit of power, and on the other hand, it is to eliminate dissidents.The former he can do by himself, and the latter he admits that he made a mistake when he was young and extreme-he knows it now, but it is obvious that the Dark Lord is still obsessed with his old age.Severus suddenly and strangely understood where Dumbledore's pity for Voldemort came from, he really didn't understand love.

"Thank you, Sierra, this is indeed good news..." Dumbledore glanced at the overlapping hands of the two, and said with a smile, "Oh, should I congratulate you?"

"Thank you." Sierra smiled generously, "Happy New Year, Albus."

Severus frowned as well.

The author has something to say:

Thank you for your comments, woo woo thank you for enjoying my cooking! !Thank you "Yunxiao" and "Silver Chain" baby for their nutrient solution!

After writing the last chapter, I was surprised that the relationship line is almost the same. After that, I will cut Laofu + realize my dream. I don’t know if you like to watch 2333, but anyway, I will finish it.

I found a bug. It seems that the original setting is that the sword itself cannot destroy the Horcrux, but it can only be stained with snake venom (good guy sword oil enchantment).Let's assume that Dumbledore used it to kill other monsters. After all, it's a pity that the sword doesn't need to be blamed.

Then I have been editing the essay for the past two days, because some sisters commented that I wrote too procrastinated at the beginning.In Chapter 1, the description of the heroine's necklace was revised. In the first version, Harry directly pointed out Chimera, but the later version felt that it was not clear and blurred. Now it is decided to add it, which affects everyone's reading experience, sorry!