[HP] turns in your hand

Chiara had expected that her relationship with Snape would not return to the past.

In fact, on the night when she confessed her heart, this super poisonous Wei who had long been familiar with Snape's character was already prepared for Snape to treat her like nothing from now on.Chiara knew that Snape wouldn't make things difficult for her like he did with Harry, but he certainly couldn't pretend that nothing happened and continue to act as a harmonious teacher-student pair with her.

Chiara regretted it... a little bit.

Why are you looking at her like that?

Yes, she will regret it too, she is not a robot.There are many things she regrets, for example, casually confessing to Snape because of excessive blood loss and emotional instability is the most failed thing she has ever done in her life, even worse than buying a piece of junk stock before!

After four years of hard work, the image she managed with great difficulty in front of Snape collapsed, and the little bit of goodwill earned from Snape was gone. Of course, Chiara felt a little uncomfortable.

... Well, it was very uncomfortable!

But so what, did she really hope that she could develop a deeper emotional relationship with Snape?Just like the heroine in the fan fiction I read in my previous life, can I get Snape's love just by being clever, witty, kind and other messy things?

Don't be stupid, how can she match.

Mere imagination is blasphemy!

With such a sense of shame that she had blasphemed her inner gods, Chiara also began to take the initiative to reduce her contact with Snape.She no longer sits in the front row of Potions class, nor does she look up to look Snape directly in the eye in every lesson -- even when she's looking down, she's still looking up at Snape every day. I heard every word in my heart.

She couldn't stop loving him, she had loved him since the last life when she never thought of death.His character is like a torch ignited in the foggy night, she walked towards that light of divinity, endured the scorching heat and tried to embrace the flame that knew nothing about her own warmth and light, and was willing to replace him and burn out in this place In the dark.

咚咚

咚咚

Chiara's desk was lightly tapped twice, and a piece of paper was gently moved to her eyes.Chiara glanced up at Umbridge on the podium quickly - she seemed to be dozing off, and Slytherin was always left to worry about her, so Umbridge naturally let his guard down after a week.

After confirming safety, Chiara unfolded the note.

"Do you like Draco?"

what?

Chiara immediately frowned. She turned her head to look at Pansy Parkinson, who had pushed the note over, silently expressed her confusion, and said with a firm mouth: "No!"

Pansy lowered her head and quickly drew a note, and threw the folded piece of paper towards her under the cover of erecting the book.

"I know, I just made sure. You should know I like him, right?"

Chiara glanced up at Umbridge again, and she also stood up her textbook, but instead of replying to the note, she took out her wand from under the desk and pointed a finger at their row of seats. Silencing spell.

"Speak." Chiara moved her hips to Pansy's side. "No one can hear."

Pansy shrugged, and restarted for the hundredth time a topic she'd babbled about in girls' dormitory nights: "I want to be in a formal relationship with Draco."

Ciara propped her head on one hand, staring at the upright textbook, pretending to be reading seriously: "Then go tell him, haven't you always liked him?"

Pan Xi pouted, looking a little funny: "Should girls take the initiative in this kind of thing?"

Chiara glanced at her: "If you've been dawdling, you might be caught up first when you're hesitating. Boys like Draco are very sought-after."

Pan Xi was discouraged: "Yeah...but I'm just afraid that he doesn't like me."

Ciara turned a page of a book she hadn't read much: "Why doesn't he like you? I don't think he hates you. Didn't he go to the prom with you last year?"

"That's because I warned other girls who wanted to ask him out," Pansy said.

Chiara: Are you patient?

"And the prom can't prove anything... I always feel that he treats me no differently from other girls." Pansy also imitated Chiara's posture and held her chin, feeling very melancholy, "I'm still worried that I warned you last year. If he knows about other girls, will he think my behavior is too domineering and hate me?"

Chiara glanced at her watch, and it wasn't long before get out of class was over, she patted Pansy on the back comfortingly, and said in a low voice, "Why don't I find a chance to ask him side-by-side for you. "

Pansy's eyes lit up, but he quickly became nervous again: "Don't make it too obvious!"

"No, trust me." Chiara smiled at her.

Of course Pansy believed in Chiara, and the most reliable person among the Slytherins besides Snape was Chiara.One led them to win the Academy Cup, and the other led them to their usual results.

The get out of class bell rang exactly as indicated by the pointer. While packing her schoolbag, Chiara observed the movement of the golden retriever in the classroom, thinking about where it would be better to stop Draco for questioning.But before she could leave the room, Umbridge, who had been smiling as they left one by one, stopped her.

"Miss Lowe." Umbridge pronounced her name sweetly, "Honey, are you free next class?"

She has no class in the next semester, and she was going to the library to do her homework. The teacher assigned a lot of homework this morning-but Chiara quickly shook her head and replied with a relaxed smile: "Do you have anything to do?" Want me, Professor Umbridge? If you need me to do something, I'm certainly available."

Umbridge was very satisfied with her answer, she waved to Ciara, and patted her elbow affectionately with her fat palm: "That would be great, come here, come with me to my office , I have something I want to talk to you about."

The combination of Chiara walking next to Umbridge was looked at by all the students along the way, even Professor McGonagall who happened to pass by.Chiara greeted Professor McGonagall politely, of course, McGonagall nodded to her, and then frowned at Umbridge inconspicuously.

"What happened, Professor Umbridge?" McGonagall asked, "Where are you going to take Miss Lowe?"

Umbridge smiled pretentiously, as if McGonagall was making a fuss: "I just want to go to my office to have a chat with Miss Lowe, and have a cup of tea with her, after all, a good girl like Miss Lowe is not More... I should have the right to communicate with students, Professor McGonagall?"

Mag looked at Chiara: "Really?"

Chiara looked as usual: "Yes, Professor McGonagall, Professor Umbridge wants to talk to me."

McGonagall nodded briefly. Seeing the chunky pink figure and the thin short-haired girl walking into the crowd again, she couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth in disgust.

"This child..." She let out a breath slowly through her nose, "Really, her nature is not bad..."

Umbridge's office has undergone a major makeover by her, with a lot of pink wallpaper, countless cat decorations, and pink bows everywhere.After Zia pulled into the room, she was not in a hurry to find a seat to sit down. She stood at the door and gently closed the door, then looked up and glanced around the office, which was so pink that it made her dizzy, and quickly hit the button for a while to praise the decoration. belly draft.

"I love your cat china plates, this set of drawings is so cute."

Umbridge sat down behind her desk - Chiara wondered if her feet couldn't even reach the floor.The chunky woman waved her wand, which was as short and thick as a finger, and directed her teapot, which was also painted with cats, to pour out two cups of black tea.

"Thank you for your compliment, my dear, I knew you would like my decoration style too." Umbridge had a wrinkled smile on his face, and then pushed a cup of tea forward, "Sit down, Miss Luo, I want to have a good chat with you."

Naturally, Chiara was more respectful than obedient, and she took a sip of the black tea naturally - of course, after swallowing it, she immediately praised Umbridge's taste in picking tea, although she didn't understand tea at all.

"I know you are an honest and reliable good boy. Of course, I also feel close when I see you. I see you as I saw me in Hogwarts back then. You are as diligent and hardworking. I am eager to seek knowledge, and I want to establish a good relationship with a good teacher like me..."

Chiara's body leaned forward slightly, and she nodded sincerely: "Yes, I have the same intimacy with you."

"Actually, I'm not only teaching at Hogwarts. I'm a special Hogwarts investigator appointed by the Ministry of Magic. I have the task of evaluating the teaching quality of Hogwarts." Umbridge picked up her small teacup, He pursed his lips and blew hot air, "As for the evaluation, of course we need to learn from students like you first..."

Chiara asked earnestly, "What do you need to know? I know everything."

Umbridge smiled at Chiara through the mist of hot tea: "Yes, I just need your cooperation."

"So, can you tell me your impression of these teachers at Hogwarts, my dear? From the teachers of each subject, up to the deans of each house, and of course, including the headmaster Dumbledore."

Chiara adjusted her sitting posture, she put her hands off the table, put them on her legs, and folded them up and down.She hides her small actions under the table, on which is her false but sincere mask: "Of course, I am very happy to cooperate with you, Professor Umbridge. So where do I start? First of all, ..."

First of all, her good dean, Severus Snape, who has excellent teaching ability and excellent personal level, is also deeply loved by students.Hogwarts cannot lose Severus any more than the West cannot lose Jerusalem.

At the same time, I would also like to thank Professor Umbridge for entrusting her trust. This trust is precious and she will definitely make good use of it.

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"Draco."

The blond boy put his legs up on the coffee table, turned his head and glanced at her: "Someone said they saw you go to her office with Umbridge?"

Chiara sat down on the armchair next to Draco, warming the fire in the Slytherin common room: "Well, she asked me about the opinions of the professors in the school."

"Ah...it's normal." Draco replied absent-mindedly, "Then, what do you want from me?"

"I can't find you if I have nothing to do?" Chiara asked.

Draco sneered: "Because you are the kind of person who hides away by yourself when you have nothing to do, as if you have nothing to do with all of us."

Chiara turned her head to look at Draco in a little surprise, but she quickly looked at the fireplace again, as if it was not a big deal that her nature was seen through: "Isn't that bad?"

"As long as you feel good, it has nothing to do with me anyway." Draco said gloomily.

Chiara shrugged her shoulders and cut to the point: "I do have something to ask you. Someone wants to ask me if you have a girl you like, do you have any?"

"Nothing in particular," Draco said.

"Then do you want to have a girlfriend?"

"Pancito you asked?"

Chiara's expression remained unchanged: "What does this have to do with Pansy?"

"It's just her, she's been asking around mysteriously lately..." Draco reached out and stroked his little golden retriever, "Forget it, this isn't the first time. I just didn't think of her I actually thought of asking you to inquire about it."

"Then let's make an assumption." Ziya stretched her hand and fiddled with the strap on her left wrist unconsciously, "If there is a girl in front of you, you don't like her beyond the normal limit, but she confesses to you Say she likes you very much—"

"You want to ask if I will agree?" Draco said casually.

Chiara stared at the fire, and shook her head: "I just want to ask, what attitude will you face her in the future?"

"If I didn't have feelings for her, then I would definitely not agree to be her boyfriend. But my relationship with her is probably better than ordinary friends." Draco spread his hands, "Who would hate someone who likes me ah?"

Chiara turned, leaning her elbows on the arm of the sofa, her amber eyes glowing in the warm firelight, as if she was genuinely interested in the topic.

"Why don't you hate people who like you? Don't you guys feel that the feelings of people you don't like are a burden to you?"

Draco squeezed out a puzzled expression: "Sometimes it's a little annoying... But it's okay, after all, she likes me and does everything to please me, who would hate being liked How about the feeling? Being liked is something to brag about, don't you think?"

Ziara blinked, the two fires flickering in her eyes.

She smiled quickly and said lightly, "It's really good of you to think so."

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The author has something to say:

BGM: Try, singer Asher Monroe

Basically, people who are unrequited love will fall into worries about gains and losses like "will I be hated by the person I like".Generally, people with this mentality do not have a high evaluation of their own cognition (referred to as low self-esteem)

Xiao Qi, our typical case, and after being enlightened by the drag brother who grew up in an environment full of love (Draco: Oh, do I have it), I still don’t realize the problem

In the next chapter, Xiao Qi is about to step on the limit of Snape's patience

Explode, Snape!