[HP] turns in your hand

The effect of the antidote was immediate, and it took no more than 2 minutes for Ziara to calm down from the agitated state after drinking it.

Although she herself insisted that she was out of the effects of the euphoria, Snape grilled her with a series of intelligence-testing questions and observed her for half an hour before letting her go.

How can it be like staying on the sidelines after vaccination?

Fortunately, the euphoria incident had little impact. Apart from the terrified Pansy, the only other witness to the incident was Anthony Goldstein.However, Chiara didn't meet him when she went to Hogsmeade the next day, so she could only swallow her apology and explanation regretfully.

It was the last Hogsmeade Open House before the Christmas holiday, and this was also the first time Chiara visited Hogsmeade in a serious way.

She was still holding the special approval slip that Dumbledore had given her, and Filch's inspection time this time was shorter than the last time.The difference from the last trip to Hogsmeade is that this time Chiara did not intend to kill people, and she has other companions beside her——

The two ladies of Gryffindor, the warm-hearted Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley.

For some reason, they all said in unison that they didn't want to hang out with other boy friends. In short, they left Harry and Ron behind, including Ginny's boyfriend Dean Thomas.At first, Chiara didn't quite understand why Hermione broke up with Harry Ron, but she soon figured it out from the conversation between the two.

Ron begins a relationship with Lavender Brown.

"They're probably flirting with each other somewhere in Puddife's Teahouse right now," said Hermione, trying to keep her tone calm, but Chiara and Ginny could smell a strong sour smell.

There was nothing Chiara could do about it, and she was even more messed up emotionally—at least Hermione and Ron could still get married in the future, and she might only be able to live with the half-blood prince's potions textbook for the rest of her life.

"Listen to me, let's go, let's go to Fred and George's new store." Ginny dragged them forward without any explanation, "Chiara, haven't you visited their joke shop? "

Chiara walked forward involuntarily: "No..."

"Then I want to recommend a few more good things to you!"

The Weasley twins' joke shop is like a dream gift box that all children dream of. This is a shop that is more magical than magic, and it is almost "magic at home".Chiara was dazzled by the screaming twirling and sparkling trial items as soon as she entered, and then she heard Ginny call out, "—Fred!"

"I'm coming--"

One of the Weasley twins jumped down the stairs like a flamingo, causing many students to scream. With a "bang", he turned into a cloud of bright red smoke before landing, and then from the corner of the shop, Fred Weasley walked out laughing.

"Look who's here, it's our dear little sister!" He stretched out his long arms, spreading them out, "And you, Hermione—oh, and Rare! Get that gloomy little bookworm Chiara from Slytherin, welcome!"

Ciara blinked, and she smiled hesitantly. Ginny waved her hand to fan the smoke that drifted in front of her face, and said reproachfully, "Don't say that about Chiara, she helped us a lot last year."

"Of course, I've heard that she has given Umbridge a lot of face by heroically tipping you off right under Umbridge's nose." Fred said with a smile, "Our store has preferential treatment for heroes, but I It’s not because you slipped a note in Harry that you came to be your free tour guide—here, Your Excellency, what kind of things do you want to buy?”

Chiara: ?

Has everyone already known that she is a rich woman?

But a rich woman is also a rich woman, and Chiara is indeed not short of money.She turned her head to look at Ginny and Hermione, they looked at each other, and then whispered recommendations: "Would you like to go and see that shelf over there?" "It's the pink one."

"That's the women's section." Fred led them to a shelf by the window, surrounded by a large number of girls, Fred had to rely on his height to squeeze them in, "Girls like There are everything here, the most advanced love potion, acne spray, and the newly added love fortune tarot, peach blossom crystal ball, and love compass!"

Hermione seemed dismissive of the love tarot.Ginny seemed quite interested in the Love Compass, while Chiara couldn't help but want to see the Love Potion.

"You can't buy this anywhere else." Fred picked up a bottle of love potion and shook it, proudly showing it to Chiara, "Just a few drops can make the boy you like for 24 hours Clings to you like a leech."

Chiara shook her head immediately.

"I can't use this," she said, "unless I want to be charmed into pieces."

Fred shrugged: "Hey, unfortunately, it sounds like the person you like is very fierce."

Ginny held up a disc-shaped thing that looked like a compass, and the bright red pointer inside turned around, and after shaking for a while, it pointed in one direction and stopped moving.

"What is this?" she asked.

"Love compass, as long as you pick it up—" Fred pointed to the surface of the compass, "it will point to the person you like."

Ginny looked at it suspiciously: "Really?"

"Of course, this thing is particularly effective for testing whether a partner has changed his mind." Fred folded his arms and said lazily, "So I usually don't recommend that my customers randomly accept related items handed over by others."

Hermione picked up one too, and the compass needle in her hand began to turn, and eventually it pointed in the same direction as the one in Ginny's hand.

Both she and Ginny looked at Fred distrustingly.

Fred immediately disassociated the relationship: "Look at me, it means that the people you like are together now-or you like the same person at all!"

Ginny & Hermione: ?

What is this saying? !

The two of them quickly threw the love compass back on the shelf, and Chiara had already grabbed a pair of love tarots in her hand. She hesitated for a moment, and quietly reached out to take a compass as well.

The compass starts to turn the needle at the moment it starts, and eventually it points to a certain direction and stops no longer moving.Chiara looked at the pointer and thought maybe it would be a good idea.She can take this compass with her, even if she can't be with the person she likes, it is enough to know which direction he is in.

Fred led them to browse a lot of shelves, and finally the three girls returned with a full load.After they came out of Weasley's joke shop, they stopped by Wenrenju and clothing stores, until the sun rose to the highest point at noon, and everyone walked out of the store hungry with a big paper bag.

"Shall we go to the Three Broomsticks for lunch?" Ginny suggested.

Hermione and Chiara had no objection.

Zia stretched her hand to feel for the money bag in the pocket of her coat, and while groping her fingers touched a round object. After taking it out, she found that it was the love compass she bought this morning.

"You bought this?" Ginny poked her head over, "Do you think this is useful?"

The compass began to swing its needle in Chiara's hand, it spun around once, and then the needle pointed straight at the Three Broomsticks.

Chiara: ?

"Maybe... it's useless." Chiara hesitated.

"After dinner, I'll accompany you to find Fred to return the goods." Ginny said, "But who is the person you like? I always feel that Ron and the others know, but they just refuse to say."

Hermione's expression also suddenly became weird. After Ginny glanced over, she tried her best to keep a sullen face, and changed the subject lightly: "Is the compass useful? Let's go in and take a look."

The three girls pushed open the steaming three packs of brooms. The shop was still crowded and noisy as usual. The charming lady proprietress Mrs. Rosmerta stood behind the bar and smiled at them.

"Welcome, children," she said. "There's space in the corner."

Chiara looked at the empty corner, which was not at all like any other crowded place, and then she met someone who was absolutely impossible to be here.

Severus Snape sat sternly in front of a double seat with a glass of water in front of him.

Chiara: …………………

She knew the look on her face must be silly now, because Snape had glared at the three of them when he saw them.Hermione opened her mouth slightly, she didn't look smart at all, she looked at Snape, then looked down at the love compass in Chiara's hand, and then suddenly covered her mouth.

"Well, I'm sorry, you guys find a seat first, I... I have to say hello to Professor Snape." Chiara said.

Carrying her big paper bag, she pushed past the others in the tavern with difficulty, and sat down across from Snape under his gaze.

In awe, Ginny and Hermione took a seat not too far from them, with a table between them.Rosmerta came over and handed them two menus, and they held them up for cover, turning furtively to stare at them.

"Good afternoon, Professor Snape." Chiara put the things in her hand on the table, she was so nervous that she didn't dare to look him in the eyes, "Why... remember to visit Hogsmeade? "

Snape was silent for a moment, then replied dryly, "I was invited."

Chiara was a little surprised: "Really? Then shouldn't I sit in—"

"Then that person broke the appointment." Snape lied without changing his expression, "Sit down."

Chiara frowned: "Who released your pigeons? It's too much!"

Nobody asked him out at all.Snape took a sip of water to cover up, and then quickly changed the subject: "Did you go shopping just now? With Granger and Weasley?"

"Yes, Ginny and Hermione took me to the Weasley's joke shop." Chiara glanced at the table of the other two girls, and then found that they were guilty and immediately turned back to pretend to be looking at the menu, "I I bought some gadgets, which are very interesting.”

Snape looked at the compass she had placed on the table: "Is this one too?"

Realizing that she didn't have time to put the compass away, Chiara laughed dryly and said nonsense, "Yes, but this, it's not a very accurate thing..."

Snape reached out and dragged the compass past her.

The needle of the compass began to spin in his hand, and Snape and Chiara were staring at the face of the compass at this moment, watching the bright red needle spin around, around and around, and then slowed down hesitantly. up the speed.

Wait a minute, at this time she thought of a very serious question, if a person doesn't have someone he likes, will the compass needle still turn?

If the person the compass bearer likes is dead, what direction does the compass point in?

Thousands of thoughts can't stop time, and the pointer always has a moment of final stagnation.It was going to stop, Ziara realized, and she found herself clenching her hands and leaning forward, staring intently at where the pointer would eventually point.

The pointer was pointing straight at her.

Chiara stared blankly at the compass, which Snape didn't quite know what it was for.He shook the compass, and the needle wobbled again, but after the wobble, it stubbornly re-pointed to Chiara every time.

"Is this a compass?" Snape asked.

Chiara looked up, and for a few seconds she was speechless.Her weird expression now made Snape a little confused: "What?"

"This is broken," Chiara said.

"broken?"

"Yes, it's broken!"

Chiara repeated it so clearly and loudly that the whole store could hear: "This compass is broken, and I'm going to Fred to return it now!"

She snatched the love compass from Snape, not even the big paper bags under her feet that contained her shopping trophies, and rushed into Hoag with the customers who almost fled through the three broomsticks. Maud's Avenue.

Chiara ran so desperately down the street that her lungs were about to be torn and her throat smelled like blood.Now her mind can't even think through any simple little things.She had only one thought in her mind at the moment:

Returning the product, she must return the product, this thing... this, the fake and inferior product that dared to give her false hope... a bad thing that can't be broken anymore——

"Fred!!!"

Chiara slammed open the door of the Weasley's joke shop, startling everyone inside.

"Oh, hi, rich lady!" Fred waved to her from behind the cashier. "You're coming back so soon?"

Ziara strode towards him aggressively and murderously, and then slapped the compass heavily in front of him.

"How dare you sell me a broken compass!"

Fred blinked, raised his hands, and made a gesture of surrender: "No, no, you can't ruin my reputation like this in my shop. What's wrong with this compass? Isn't the pointer still spinning?" is it on?"

"It's pointing at the wrong people!" Ziara snarled. "It's pointing at people it doesn't even like—it's just broken!"

Fred picked up the compass, and in his hand the needle began to spin again, and then it stopped in one direction.

"Ah, I can't measure anything now, after all, Angelina is not here." He said, and then waved to a young couple in the store, "Come on, you two, come on."

The young couple who was pointed out came over in a daze, and then Fred couldn't help but put the compass into the girl's hand: "Help me get it."

The compass needle quickly pointed to her boyfriend.

After Fred's instructions, the compass was held by the boy in the young couple again, and the pointer also turned to the girl opposite him.Finally, with Fred's sweet words of blessing, the two of them continued to shop, giggling under Chiara's dumbfounded gaze.

"Look, it's not broken." Fred spread his hands.

Chiara was at a loss for words.

"But, this can't be—" She took a lot of effort to translate one Chinese word after another that popped up in her mind into English, "Obviously he doesn't—if the person holding the compass likes someone is dead Woolen cloth?"

"If there is no object pointed to, the pointer will continue to move at a constant speed." Fred lazily said, he pulled a tally clerk from the side, and then gave him the compass, "Take it."

In the hands of the tally clerk wearing glasses with thick wine bottle bottoms, the pointer of the compass turned slowly and continuously.

"Okay, let's keep working." Fred patted the tally clerk on the shoulder, "Did you see? We won't have bad quality counterfeit products in our store at all!"

Chiara took the compass from Fred with trembling hands.

"Instead of doubting this, you might as well doubt whether the thought in your heart is wrong. Asking yourself is more accurate than guessing." Fred whistled, "Oh, your pointer has turned!"

The compass pointer pointed to the outside of the store, and Ziara turned her head pale.There were many people in front of Weasley's joke shop, and Hogsmeade Street was bustling with people, but the tall, slender figure in the black robe stood outside the window, looking at her intently.

Chiara stood there as if she had seen a ghost, pointing straight in Snape's direction like the compass needle in her hand, without moving.

"If you have nothing else, I have other guests here." Fred patted Chiara on the shoulder. "See you later, rich woman!"

She pushed open the door in a daze - Chiara didn't dare look Snape in the eye.She only dared to look at the ground, at his trousers, and then she realized that Snape was carrying the shopping bag she had forgotten in the Three Broomsticks.

"You left this on your seat," said Snape. "What's going on in such a hurry?"

Chiara raised her head slowly, and she traced Snape's face carefully with her eyes, as if to confirm whether the person in front of her was not her fake Potions Master.

Snape frowned slowly: "What, you're not feeling well?"

"Can you... take this compass again?" she asked softly.

It was a strange request, but Snape said nothing.He took the compass with his free hand, and together with Chiara, he witnessed once again the final belonging of the pointer.

It only points to Chiara.

"What the hell is this?" Snape said disgustedly, "It can't be some explosive gadget created by Weasley and the others?"

It was going to explode, but it was her brain.

Without a word, Ziara took the compass from Snape, as well as her paper shopping bag.

"I..." She took a deep breath, "I'm fine. Let's go back to the three broomsticks. Haven't you eaten yet?"

Snape nodded, feeling better immediately.

The two of them were silent all the way.Snape didn't think of the topic, while Chiara was in a daze and couldn't turn her mind.She mechanically followed Snape back to the Three Broomsticks, and sat back in her old seat under the attention of Ginny and Hermione's craned necks.

"What would you like?" Snape asked.

Chiara stared blankly at a point of nothingness in front of her, and replied slowly: "The school manager."

She can donate a large sum of money to Hogwarts to become a school trustee, just like Lucius Malfoy did, so that she will have a legitimate reason to continue to go to Hogwarts after graduation, and continue with Snape every day. Meet--

"What?" Snape asked suspiciously, "I asked if you wanted to order!"

Chiara came back to herself in a trance. She looked up at Snape, opened her mouth, then leaned forward quite cautiously, and asked in a low voice, "Did you take the love potion?"

Snape:?

WTF?

"Do you feel that your behavior is abnormal today?" The more Ciara thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case, "Usually you would not come to Hogsmeade, let alone stay at the Three Broomsticks and agree to have dinner with me. It could only be because of the drug—”

"Wait a minute," Snape interrupted. "You think I've been given the Love Potion? Could it be that I can't recognize the Love Potion?"

Ziara blinked and hesitated: "Although the love potion has an easily recognizable spiral steam and mother-of-pearl luster, what if someone mixes it into the pie filling and eats it for you?" ..."

Her voice became smaller and softer, because Chiara also felt that her thoughts were particularly absurd.

However, there is no way to explain the direction of the compass needle other than this.

"What on earth are you doing today?" Snape looked really a little angry, his face was terribly gloomy, "You didn't cook some messy potion again in the morning, did you?"

Chiara shook her head slowly, as if she had finally made up her mind, she took out her wand from her pocket, and silently cast a "close ear plug" on her surroundings.

It was a spell invented by the Half-Blood Prince, and Snape raised his eyebrows slowly, waiting for what she would say next.

What she had to say next seemed to take all of Chiara's strength, as she wrinkled her features a few times, and got discouraged a few times.In the end, she just stared at the collar of Snape's robe buttoned to her throat, staring and taking deep breaths, mentally preparing for an extremely long time.

"I ask for a sip of the euphoria," she said.

Snape immediately vetoed: "No."

"Then after I'm done asking, can you forget what happened today for the sake of my destroying four Horcruxes?"

"What exactly are you asking?" Snape asked impatiently.

With the expression of a strong man who sacrificed his life, Chiara uttered a sentence softly with trembling lips:

"Do you like me?"

Snape looked at her, and Chiara looked at Snape, the two silent as two statues.

"Why do you ask that?" he asked softly.

"Because the compass I bought just now can point the direction of the person I like." Ciara took out the compass, and its needle pointed smoothly to Snape, "I thought it was broken just now, but Fred gave me Tested it out, and actually—”

"You use that to judge my feelings?" Snape asked deadpan.

Chiara choked.

"No, no, it's just that the result is too bizarre—"

A sneer curled up on Snape's lips.

"Emotions are never measured by such ingenious gadgets, but judged by usual actions and words." He said lightly, "I thought you wouldn't believe this kind of thing."

Little by little, Chiara's courage was failing.

"I see." She lowered her eyes, "I'm very sorry..."

The compass was still pointing straight and stubbornly at Snape in her hand.

"However, regardless of the compass, I want to rely on your words to judge once." Ziara stared at her palm, and asked the last question with her remaining courage, "I love you, you know it, I said But, as long as I'm alive, I can't stop loving you... What about you?"

"Do you also have a little bit, just a little bit... like me a little bit?"

Snape looked at her flushed cheeks and ears, her hands under the table clenched into fists and then loosened.

"More than a little," he said.

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The author has something to say:

Alright, everyone can follow suit (collapses in collapse)

BGM: I can't think of anything else, let's order "IRallyLikeYou" by Squat Girl for the two of them!