[HP] turns in your hand

Snape saw Anthony Goldstein at the Ravenclaw table as he left the Great Hall.

The Ravenclaw prefect was looking very eager right now, and another Ravenclaw boy—Snape remembered his name was Terry Boot, who was holding his shoulders say something.

"...Is that all Trelawney figured out? No more?"

"Yes, she said that the person Chiara liked was dark-haired and tall, but when she wanted to talk about the age gap, Chiara distracted her."

"Black hair, tall... who do you think it is?"

"I don't know, I mean, there's a lot of dark-haired tall boys in the upper class. Harry, for example, is—she and Harry are on good terms, aren't they?"

Snape strode past them, his footsteps louder, and the two Ravenclaws immediately shut up.

In the corridor, the students walking towards him all avoided after seeing Snape, only a few Slytherins greeted him in a low voice.

Snape's response was rather sloppy, he nodded copingly and didn't even bother to hum.But the students had long been used to his appearance, and it would be scary if Snape replied with a gentle "good evening" one day.

Today's Hogwarts is as usual, nothing strange happened.Snape's schedule was also the same as usual, returning to the office to correct homework at night, brewing some potions, and then resting.Unless something happened to Dumbledore and called him urgently - but it hadn't happened for a long time.

Voldemort's death was also good for his physical and mental health.

He returned to his office, and as soon as he sat down, he found that there seemed to be a pile of homework missing.After thinking about it carefully, Snape remembered that he seemed to have forgotten his second-year homework in the Potions classroom.

It wasn't very far from the office to the Potions classroom, and Snape thought he could make the extra trip.

When he came to the door of the Potions classroom, Snape felt something was wrong.

He remembered that there should be no students in the classroom at this point, but at this time there was a faint light in the potion classroom, and there was a slight weird noise.

Snape reached into the pocket of his coat and quietly grasped the handle of his wand.

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Chiara held her wand under her elbow, the lighted tip, and by the light she rummaged through the cabinets with both hands.

The cabinet seemed to be full of things that students had forgotten about in potions classrooms over the past few hundred years, and Chiara even found a thread-bound notebook that seemed to date back at least to the early twentieth century.She carefully removed the worn-out scales that were in the way of the cabinet, removed a few crucibles with missing feet, and finally found a book similar to a textbook.

She also has Advanced Potion Making herself, so it's easy to tell by the thickness of the textbook and the cover.With sharp eyes, Chiara found a few books similar to "Advanced Potion Making", and the rest of the sorting work is quite simple, just open it and see if there are any words in it...

"Found it." She whispered.

Chiara brushed the cover of this "Advanced Potion Making" with her palm very gently. The joy in her heart at this moment was beyond words. When I go back to the Muggles to make a complete copy of it, the original will be sealed with a vacuum machine and sealed forever as a sacred object.

Oh yes!In the future, the will must be updated again. She has to make a note. After she dies, this textbook will be burned with her and put in the urn...

When she was thinking about it, she didn't know that there was a silly smile on her face.She reacted quickly, and then quickly tidied up the cabinet, put back the old textbooks and balance crucibles that she had pulled out, and took special care to ensure that they were all in their original positions.

Stealing things is a matter of familiarity once and twice. When Chiara restored the cabinet, she felt her proficiency in her heart.When she gently closed the cabinet, she was also repenting in her heart, and promised her moral sense again and again that she would never steal things like this again...

No, she even killed two people, what happened to stealing the book?

Wait a minute, people can't be so bad, once the moral decline is not curbed, it will snowball and degenerate, Snape will not like her like this...

Snape wouldn't have liked her in the first place!

When Chiara thought of this, she couldn't help arching her back and feeling depressed for a while, but now she was holding the Half-Blood Prince textbook in her arms, so this wave of emotions came and went quickly.She cheered herself up with rather bleak optimism: It's okay, although she can't have a 36-year-old Severus Snape, she can always have a 16-year-old Half-Blood Prince!

Hahahahahaha, it sounds so pitiful!

Chiara raised her head and let out a sympathetic smile at her irreparable emotional line.

It's pitiful, but as long as she hugs the Half-Blood Prince textbook in her arms, Chiara feels full of strength again!

No matter what kind of wind and rain you have to face in your future life!Even, even if Snape announced in front of her that he was going to marry someone else, she could still bless him with a strong smile for a long time!

At worst, go home and cry while holding the Half-Blood Prince's textbook! ! !

After doing enough psychological preparation for herself, Chiara turned off the light on the tip of her wand with satisfaction, and planned to stand up and go home.

"Snapped"

The next second, the lights in the Potions classroom suddenly turned on.Chiara squatted beside the storage cabinet in a daze, while Snape, who had turned on the light switch in the Potions classroom, stood at the door of the classroom and asked loudly, "Who's in there?"

Well, her psychological construction collapsed in an instant.

For a second, Chiara forgot how to move her hands and feet. When she could react, she had already scrambled and found a safe place to hide—under the podium.

After she curled up under the podium, Chiara realized that she had made a rather stupid decision.Because Snape had clearly determined the direction of the sound, and walked towards the podium without haste.So she took out her wand again and tried to cast a "Disillusionment Charm" on herself to barely cover it up.

"Come out." Snape stopped in front of the podium, "I've seen you."

silence.

"It's okay if you don't come out." Snape said softly, "I can lock the door of the Potions classroom and come back tomorrow morning, and I can still find out who you are."

Knowing that there was really no way for her to slip away unnoticed under these circumstances, Chiara could only hope for a while that her reasoning would succeed in fooling Snape into thinking that she was just coming to the Potions classroom for self-study.

A head slowly poked out from under the podium, and Snape watched the black-haired girl with messy hair showing half of her face with flushed cheeks, then stood up straight in a dawdly way, with her hands still hidden in her robe What is tightly guarded below.

Snape's heart suddenly relaxed, but also suddenly softened.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, his tone completely changed.

Chiara didn't dare look Snape in the eyes at all, she murmured, "Come... have a look."

"Looking at what?" Snape asked.

Chiara felt that her current behavior was an embarrassment to the calm and rational self in the past. She was caught on the spot and killed Barty Crouch Jr. before. , making her fidgety, lying is even more incomplete and coherent.

Of course Snape noticed the strangeness of her movements, and combined with the sounds of opening and closing cabinet doors and rummaging through things just now, he quickly guessed what it was.

"What's that in your hand? From a cupboard?"

Chiara's expression changed very visibly.So Snape knew exactly what was behind her substandard performance tonight.

"If you want to take something from the cabinet, you can tell me directly." Snape's voice slowed down, "There are no important items in this classroom, you can take them openly."

Chiara nodded stiffly: "Okay... okay, I remember, Professor Snape. Then I'll just...?"

Snape held out his hand to her, "Show me what you've got."

Chiara's face turned pale, and she gave Snape a pleading look, then pulled out a textbook from under her robe very, very slowly, in slow motion comparable to a sloth.

an old book?

Snape didn't think of anything at first when he saw the old textbook, but when he pinched the corner of the old book and wanted to take it over and read it, he felt resistance from the book.

Chiara's hands were shaking, and she was squeezing the book rather hard, but when Snape exerted some more pressure, she quickly let go.

Then she closed her eyes, took a step back, and hung her head to wait for his judgment.

Snape didn't understand at first why Chiara had gone to such lengths to sneak into the Potions classroom to steal an old copy of Advanced Potion-Making, he remembered that she had bought a new textbook, and it didn't look like she had lost it The kind of guy who doesn't have money to buy after.

However, after Snape turned a page and found the familiar handwriting on the corner of the textbook, all the speculations in his mind were instantly wiped out.

Ah, this is his own textbook.

A long silence permeated the Potions classroom, and for a while, Snape could only be heard turning the pages of the book.

Chiara was suffocating.

"Pa", with a soft sound, the textbook was closed.Snape held his old book and looked down at Chiara with half of her head exposed, and the tips of her ears that were so red that they were bleeding.

"You want this?" he asked.

Chiara couldn't even say a word, she was so ashamed to die now, if her illegitimate behavior was discovered by the Lord, she could die suddenly on the spot.She wished that Voldemort could be reincarnated immediately and crawled out of the cemetery in Little Hangleton to give her an "Avada", so that she would not have to experience great joy and then great sorrow - she couldn't have the 36-year-old Snape, even 16 The year-old Half-Blood Prince is about to lose!

Snape pursed his lips slightly, he couldn't say how he was feeling right now, but he knew he was definitely not angry.This feeling was too strange, light and bulging, making him feel itchy in his heart.

"There are omissions in some of the notes on this." He said, "If you have any questions, it's faster to ask me directly."

Snape handed Advanced Potion-Making forward and touched Chiara's arm squarely.

Chiara raised her head slowly, her eyes were red, and her face was full of disbelief at the moment.She looked at the textbook, then at Snape, and it took her a long time to regain her language skills: "...I can, I really, I mean, I can... can I take it?"

"It's not something very precious." Snape paused, "It's just an old textbook."

Chiara took the textbook with trembling hands, and quickly hugged it like a golden egg.She still looked at Snape with an unbelievable expression, which made him a little embarrassed: "Apart from this, what else do you have?"

"No... nothing else..." Chiara said dreamily, "there really is nothing else."

She stepped back vainly, and then moved towards the door of the Potions classroom step by step, almost forgetting her schoolbag.

Snape also followed her to the door of the Potions classroom. Hearing the footsteps behind her, Chiara turned her head in shock, and held the book in her arms vigilantly. Snape was extremely speechless: "I want to go back to the office and drop by with you."

Chiara nodded wildly, and then she waited obediently at the door of the Potions classroom for Snape to come out, and turned off the light for him.

"Did you go to Divination class today?" Snape asked.

"...Well." Chiara replied mechanically, "Professor Trelawney taught me how to use a crystal ball for divination, and she also said that my aura is very bright."

Snape didn't know what aura was, so he could only respond, and asked again: "Trelawney has always liked to tell fortunes to students. What does she see in you?"

Chiara immediately thought of her bad motives for going to divination class, and her love divination after class.She felt guilty, so she could only laugh: "It's nothing, she can see that I have a bad relationship with my parents, and I have been sick... By the way, you told her that I have a talent for divination?"

Snape didn't hear what he wanted to hear, and was a little annoyed: "It's just a passing mention."

Chiara glanced up at his side quickly, then pursed her lips and lowered her head again.

"……Thank you."

The Potions classroom was very close to Snape's office, and now Snape actually felt that the few steps were a bit too short, which was irritatingly short.They soon arrived at the door of Snape's office, and it was time to say goodbye.

"Go back." Snape said, "Just tell me next time if you want to take something."

Chiara nodded awkwardly: "Okay, I will... I will cherish this book very much. Besides, after I have learned the crystal ball divination, I can do the math for you in the future..."

Snape felt a little funny, he curled his lips and said, "I'm looking forward to it."

When he turned around and closed the office door, he remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something.

...It looks like he's here to pick up a second-year homework he forgot in the potions office?

Snape turned away again irritatedly, and then he remembered another, more serious matter.

He seemed to have a habit of writing "This book belongs to the Half-Blood Prince" on the back cover of his textbook?

Does Chiara deliberately turn to the back cover when she turns the pages?

……can you?

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The author has something to say:

Even Xiao Qi, who knows your underwear is black, is this "Half-Blood Prince" missing?

Xiao Qi: Hehe... Prince... Hehe... Half-Blood Prince... Hehe... (Drool dripping)

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