[HP] Elena must be a genius

Snape had been having a rough time recently. Whether it was Voldemort who suddenly targeted him for some reason or Umbridge's various criticisms of his teaching plan, he was physically and mentally exhausted.

When he returned to his cellar enduring the sequelae of Cruciatus and just drank the palliative, there was a strange knock on the door and noisy blocking sounds outside the door.

Hermione, Ron and Harry looked in horror at the sullen Snape who emerged from the door knocked by Elene and felt that there was no tomorrow for Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.

"……cellar……"

Snape saw Gryffindor who was pulling Elene outside the door, and Elene who was staring at him with wide eyes and talking nonsense without knowing what to say, instantly turned black.

Ron and Harry still had red handprints on one side of their faces, which were hit by Elene when they were struggling.

They both looked at each other and saw helplessness and despair in each other's eyes.

Hermione was still dragging Irene back, her long tan hair that was not tied up but hanging down was thrown to the side, her cheeks were a little red, and she put the bottle of alcoholic butter in the Pig's Head Bar The beer is gone.

"—Professor Snape! We didn't drink! No—we didn't order alcohol! The owner of the Pig's Head pub sold us butterbeer mixed with alcohol—" Hermione's voice shrieked, seeing that the corner of Snape's mouth had begun With a sneer, he preemptively blocked his bad words.

"—Yes, yes, we only drank one bottle, but Irene—she drank eight bottles..." Ron added for Hermione, and he couldn't help being speechless at the end. The obsession with desserts and sweet drinks is too deep.

Harry stood aside when Snape opened the door, trying to lower his presence.

Yi Renee listened to their explanation blankly and walked towards the door again, smelling a fishy smell from the tip of her nose, and rubbing against him.

"...[-] points from Gryffindor, [-] points from Hufflepuff, now, get out of my sight—" His next words froze when the pain in his heart suddenly disappeared, and his indifferent eyes became hollow .

Hermione and the three of them stared blankly at Elene clutching her heart and spit out a mouthful of blood with a dazed face, almost kneeling on the ground, and were carried into the cellar by Snape.

"...what's wrong with her..." Hermione asked tremblingly, staring at the closed door, the blood on her face faded.

"...Is there poison in the wine?" Ron opened his mouth, looking at the blood on the ground in panic.

"But are we all right?"

"She drank eight bottles! Eight bottles!"

Snape carried Elene into his cellar and put it on the sofa, and searched through his potion shelf, seeing that he had already drank the palliative until today, and his face turned pale.Voldemort used the Cruciatus Curse every time he saw him.

Thinking that he had just drank the palliative, he froze his hands and turned around to pick up his wand, intending to cast the damage diversion spell again.

"..." Snape watched as his spell was blocked inexplicably.

Leona's alchemy is dedicated to blocking any dark magic.

"...take off your necklace."

Yi Renee shook her head clutching her painful chest, and tightly clutched her own necklace, which was left by Leona before she left, and no one could take it away from her.

Snape watched her refusal with a frown, seeing her eyes loosen from tears.

"It won't hurt if you take it off. I'll return it to you in a while."

"...It doesn't hurt."

Snape blushed at her retort.What kind of disaster is this.He decided to pick it up directly.

Snape sullenly walked over to the sofa and was defeated by Elene's drunken hand.

"...Why are you doing this!"

Snape let go of the necklace that couldn't be pulled off, and yelled at her angrily, thinking about the damage diversion spell she had cast silently outside the door just now.

"..." Snape saw that Elene seemed to be stupefied by his yelling, he was stunned, and closed his eyes, he forgot that she was drunk.

"...In this way, Professor Snape won't be in pain."

Snape, who didn't expect her to answer, opened his eyes suddenly and stared at her bewildered face.

"...Irene doesn't hurt at all, Irene is used to it..."

"..." Snape frowned at the tears welling up in her eyes.He didn't believe that her parents would hurt her, and with him staring at him at Hogwarts, she knew that she hadn't suffered anything that she could get used to in recent years.

"...so Elene doesn't want to hurt Professor Snape..."

"...he doesn't hurt."

"He hurts - Elene knows it!" Snape frowned at Elene's suddenly sad expression.

"...Irene knew that he was in pain...until the end..."

Snape stepped back as she began to wipe away tears.

"What are you paying attention to—"

"...Because Irene likes him very much..."

Snape's eyes went blank, wondering if he had heard wrong.

"……what?"

"... Elene likes him, but I don't... I love him—"

"..." Snape covered her mouth, he felt the two addresses in her mouth with trembling hands to suppress his chaotic heart.

"...Aren't you Elene?"

Elene blinked blankly, and Snape felt the softness in his palm loosen her hand.

"I'm not Irene?"

"……Who are you?"

Snape's pale face turned livid, he still remembered the intruder who possessed Elene.

"...I am Elena... No, I am also Elena..."

Snape narrowed his eyes when he saw her staring at him.

"...I don't love him, he is no longer the one I love...but Irene likes him..."

Snape frowned.

"...I can't make Elene like him...yes, I can't...Severus Snape is someone who can't be loved...Elene will be sad...I don't want Elene to be sad..."

Hearing her whisper, Snape twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a mocking sneer, yes, Severus Snape was someone who couldn't be loved, and he was actually moved by the drunken words of a drunk just now.

He was still immersed in his own thoughts, and a mass of warmth stuck to him, and Irene cried and hugged him.

"...Elene fell in love with Professor Snape and didn't want him to hurt...but Elena didn't like it...what should Irene do..."

"...Who is Elena?" Snape asked patiently as he slowly stretched his hand towards her neck with a sullen face.

"Irena is..."

After a while of incantations, Yi Renee let go of his waist in a daze and touched her vacant neck.

Feeling his heart aching again, Snape put the necklace back around her neck and was hugged by her again.

"...Professor Snape, Irene likes you..."

The faint sweet smell of her body lingered at the tip of Snape's nose, and his face stiffened as he felt the warmth from his neck.

Eight bottles of butterbeer... Snape's froze face darkened when he thought of Ron's words just now.He knew that he couldn't take the drunk man's words seriously, but a secret corner of his heart was secretly stirring.

He tore off Irene, who was sticky on his body like honey sizzling candy, and pushed it away, stood up and prepared a hangover potion.

"No. It's too bitter."

Snape handed the sober potion to the drunk who sat on the sofa in a daze after being pushed away, unexpectedly being rejected.

"... Leave my office if you don't drink."

Snape watched the drunk with satisfaction for a moment and obediently drank it.

Before Yi Renee opened her eyes, she felt that something was wrong, and the state of lying on her stomach seemed familiar.

She lifted the corner of her eyelids in suspense and closed them quickly when she saw the fireplace in the potions office.

"..."

Hearing the sound of getting up, Snape opened his eyes and stared at Elene who was bending over and sitting up quietly.

Seeing her eyes flickering, she lowered her head and clenched her hands slightly, knowing that she has woken up this time.

"...Who is Elena?"

"!" Elene looked up at him in astonishment when she heard the name spoken by Snape indifferently, and flinched when she saw him staring at her with a cold face.

She doesn't like this kind of look... She has seen this kind of look on many people's faces recently, and she understands what it means.They all think about what benefits they can get from themselves.Anyone else can do anything, but Snape can't...

"...I don't know, Professor Snape..." Elene lowered her head, thinking of Snape's expression just now, she felt something suffocating in her heart that made her breathless.

"Who is Elena?" Snape sneered when he saw Elena trembling. "That was said by some drunk Hufflepuff in front of her potions master."

"...The words of a drunkard are not believable—" Elene lowered her head and grabbed the hem of her clothes tightly. She didn't want to reveal all her secrets in front of Snape. '...' Elena frowned as she watched what happened in the cellar, she was also drunk just now.

"What do you want to tell me?" Snape saw Elene standing up slowly, and the indifferent expression on his face indicated that the core in the shell had been changed again.

"...you know me." Snape asked bitterly, staring at her expression. "What else do you know?" He originally thought that Leona Illya had gained some kind of power to read people's hearts, analyze the past and the future, but a series of recent events made him vaguely understand one thing.Elene Leoton, the child he stared at since childhood really has a problem.

"I know you in the past." Snape stared blankly at her plain look.

Elena stared at his dark and gloomy eyes for a moment and said every word. "Even, the future you."

"'He had eyes like his mother'."

Elena sat in the black and white space and was stunned when she heard Elena's words. Seeing that Snape stood up and put his wand against his neck.

"Tell me why you came to Hogwarts—" Snape stared into her blue ink eyes that could not see any waves, burning with anger.

"...no purpose..."

"There is no purpose to put Potter's name into the Goblet of Fire at night while traveling at night in the Goblet of Fire? No purpose is attached to a child and wanders every day? No purpose keeps saying that he is no longer the person I love—"

Elena finally relaxed after hearing his last expression and pushed him away for a moment.

"...It has nothing to do with you." Elena closed her eyes when she saw his indifferent and scrutinizing expression. He was indeed not the person she loved before.What she loved was the one she couldn't see, the brave and infatuated person who died generously on the eve of the war.

However, as long as he stands here, he is no longer that person.Elena stared at Snape, who frowned and looked at her, blinked, closed his eyes, and gave Elena his body.

Elene looked blankly at the indifferent and gloomy Snape in front of her, and something slipped out of her eyes again.

She clutched her painful heart and squatted down, crying bitterly.She was so sad, she was so sad when she heard Elena's words that his eyes were the same as his mother's, she seemed to understand that she shouldn't like him, but she couldn't restrain herself.

She thought about the puppet she carefully selected the right material for Snape last Christmas, which she really made with her own hands, without using magic like the others; She has a sense of security, which is the source of her strength when she is in danger in school; she thinks about the warmth she can feel when she hugs him, it is a completely different embrace from friends and family members, is it Warm and touching...

"...don't cry, Noisy—" Snape listened with a livid face as Elene's cries grew louder after he uttered his own.

When Elene calmed down and stood up, she saw Snape's disgusted expression. "...Professor Snape...I..." Elene rubbed her red and swollen eyes and looked at her rapidly fading crush and sniffed. "I don't drink butter beer anymore..."

Snape blushed at the sight of her about to cry again.Is this a butterbeer problem?

The author has something to say:

The cute point of the stupid author: Crying and releasing Avada, and won the first place in the head while crying and hiccupping!

The Bai Ni I imagined really loves to cry. (According to my friend’s words, it’s the kind of pouted mouth that makes her want to take a bite and make her look at herself with tears...) (cross out and suddenly feel like bt (bushi)