[HP] Three Snapes

"It's a very courageous act, Miss Aloma." Snape twitched the corners of his mouth and gave his daughter a terrible smile, "Do you need me to take the sorting hat and do a new sorting test for you? Or, I Should go straight to Professor McGonagall and ask her if she would accept a real Gryffindor?"

"Daddy, I'm sorry..." Eloma raised her head at 45 degrees, grabbed her daddy's robe sleeves with both hands, her face flushed red, and her tone was full of pleading, "I promise I won't do this again. won't run away either."

"Due to your inappropriate behavior just now..." Snape motioned his daughter to stand up with his eyes, and pulled his crumpled sleeves from her hand, and said lightly, "Double punishment—I don't Hope to see this happen in the future.”

Eloma sighed, lowered her head, and put on an appearance of pleading guilty.

"I put up with you ordering desserts during supper, but are you repaying my trust in you in this way?" Snape raised his eyebrows, and his voice was drawn out, his tone full of infinite sarcasm and Angry, "Answer me, Miss Aloma—or, is your taste so bad that it is inhuman?"

"I'm sorry..." Eloma lowered her head, not daring to look at her father.Of course she knew that she was not allowed to eat the same recipe as Dumbledore's.Because her daddy said that foods high in sugar will not only damage her teeth, but also destroy her health.

"Never change the food formula without permission again, four hundred times."

"Four, four hundred?" Eloma widened her black eyes, shouldn't it be two hundred times?Why did it suddenly double?

"Remember what I said just now?" Looking at his daughter's confused eyes, Snape decided to be merciful and give her a little reminder, "When you escaped and I caught you—"

"Double punishment..." Aloma felt that she was going crazy and couldn't keep her composure as usual.In fact, Snape doesn't look scary now, and even has a "gentle" attitude, but for some reason, the calmer he is, the more invisible oppression he brings to Eloma, making her almost breathless.

"So you really remember, I almost thought I gave you an 'all-in-one' just now." Snape's tone rose slightly, which well expressed his false "surprise".Afterwards, the man with the big nose became serious again, and his voice returned to its usual deep and smooth voice, "I hope that before the curfew the day after tomorrow, I can see these four hundred transcriptions... I think there should be no problem, Miss Eloma?"

"Yes, sir, no problem." Aloma nodded in frustration, and decided to manage her mouth wisely and not make any arguments.She knows when acting like a baby works and when it doesn't work at all.

Snape's face softened a little, after thinking about it, he decided to impress Eloma.He didn't want to take his daughter to see Poppy's teeth someday, or the other ailments she had from eating too much sugar.Children may not understand the consequences of overindulging their appetites, but some creatures must understand this-if it doesn't understand, then it will have a way to make it understand!

With a casual sneer on his lips, Snape drew out his wand and tapped on the table.Almost immediately, flames appeared in the potions office, and the house-elf saluted Snape respectfully, paying her respects to the Head Slytherin.

"Professor Snape, is there anything Flame can do for you?"

Snape snorted coldly, tapped the table with his wand, and then the cup of chocolate and wine flew out of the drawer that opened automatically, and hovered firmly in front of the flame.

"I remember that the recipes of Hogwarts student meals are not allowed to be changed at will-then, tell me, who gave you this right, and dare to make changes without authorization?"

Huo Huo's big eyes immediately filled with tears, and the elf grabbed his big ears fiercely, with a sharp and trembling voice: "Huo Huo is a bad elf! Huo Huo violated the rules of Hogwarts! Huo Huo must be punished! "

The house-elf ran to the hearth and slammed his head against it.With the sound of "bang bang", the dust on the ceiling was shaken off.

"Stop, flame, stop!" Aloma ran over, trying to stop the elf's self-mutilation.It's all her fault, she deliberately ignored Huo Huo's embarrassment, begging this poor little elf to go against the principles and increase the sugar in every food for herself.Now that the incident happened, even though Huo Huo didn't confess that she was the instigator, how could she just watch Huo Huo being punished.

"Daddy, please, let her stop..." Aloma was about to cry, looking at the increasingly serious bruise on the head of the flame with distress, and her voice was full of unwillingness, "It's my fault , don't punish the flames, it's not fair!"

"Are you fair to me?" Snape showed a surprised expression, stood up and strode towards his daughter, and stood in front of her, staring condescendingly at his little one with his arms crossed. Troll, "I thought you knew Miss Aloma, there's never been fairness with me - I uphold what I want to uphold and punish who I want to punish. If you don't want people around you to be punished for your mistakes If you don’t, then don’t make the kind of mistakes that will hurt others!”

"I swear, I will never do this again!" Aloma cried, seeing the elf who had taken care of her since she was a child punished for her selfish behavior, she felt like she was going crazy.

Snape completely ignored the sound of the elf continuing to hit the fireplace, and just silently looked at his crying daughter who was kneeling and hugging the flames, showing the Death Eater in him.

It wasn't until Eloma pulled out his wand and tried to restrain the flame that he spoke lightly, without any emotion in his tone: "As the Head of Slytherin, I order you to stop, Flame."

Flame stopped his self-harm and looked at Snape pitifully, waiting for his next order.

"You can leave now, I hope I don't see anything like this happen again." Snape's tone was flat, as if Flame's self-punishment just now had nothing to do with him, "Otherwise, I might suggest to Dumbledore A sock for you—he's got plenty anyway."

When he heard the word socks, Huo Huo trembled violently as if being scalded by a devil's flame, with a look of fear and despair on his face.Under Snape's slightly narrowed dangerous gaze, the elf didn't dare to say another word, could only bow hastily, and immediately disappeared into the cellar.Perhaps, she needed to rest for a while before recovering from Snape's intimidation just now.

Now, only Snape and his daughter were left in the cellar.

"I hope you can carefully consider the consequences of doing so before every whim." Snape's voice was soft but dangerous, "Aloma, you know, I don't Don't like to punish you - but I have no qualms about punishing other people."

Aloma nodded silently and said nothing. In fact, she didn't know what to say.

Looking at his depressed daughter, Snape sighed, bent down and pulled her up from the floor: "Are you hating me for hurting your friend?" Of course he knew that his daughter and the bird called Flame Since Aloma came to live with her when she was five years old and lived in the cellar, that elf has been taking care of her food and daily life almost all the time—although she doesn’t want to admit it, the little elf The elf has indeed fulfilled the accusation of a caretaker more than himself.

Yes, just caretakers, not guardians.

Because what the guardian has to do is not only to take care of food and daily life, but more importantly, to guide the studies and supervise the normal growth of the child—even when necessary, he must be ruthless to punish and face every crime committed by the guardian. One mistake, correct every bad behavior and habit of hers - and these, obviously, only you can do!The little elf just obeyed orders blindly, and she couldn't tell what was really good for Aloma.

Thinking of this, Snape couldn't help but snorted softly, expressing his dissatisfaction with a certain elf who only knew how to spoil children.However, Aloma should take flames very seriously, otherwise she would never show such a sad expression.

Sighing again, Snape took Eloma's hand and walked back to his armchair, picking up his daughter on his lap.The black-robed man hesitated for a moment, but decided to speak clearly, even if her daughter really hated him because of it, there was nothing she could do about it.

"Eloma, I know you take flames very seriously... maybe you will resent my cruelty because of it..." At this point, Snape couldn't help showing a self-deprecating and lonely smile.

"No!" Eloma covered her daddy's mouth with her small hand, her face was full of surprise, "I don't hate daddy, I know you are doing it for my own good."

"Then you just..."

"Father is right, it's my fault that caused Huo Huo..." Eloma's voice gradually dropped, "I never thought that this would bring her trouble..."

Touching his daughter's soft hair, Snape knew she must have been greatly shocked at this moment.Although I have repeatedly told her to think twice before doing things when she was young, understanding and doing are two completely different concepts after all.Therefore, although Aloma could strictly prevent Harry from taking risks, she completely ignored that she herself would cause trouble to those around her.

The child, after all, was still a child, Snape didn't speak, he knew that it was up to Eloma to figure it out.He had already said what he could say, and he had done what he could do—even at the risk of being hated and feared by his own daughter.

"Daddy, send me back to my bedroom." Aloma raised her head suddenly, put her arms around her daddy's neck, and gave him a good night kiss, "I'm very sleepy."

Snape nodded, and kissed Aloma's forehead back with incomparable proficiency - he had been doing this action for many years, from the blunt and unskilled at the beginning to the smooth and natural one now.For a moment, Snape was even in a daze. Seven years had passed since Aloma was five years old.

Holding his daughter's hand, His Royal Highness the Snake King of the Cellar sent her safely to the door of the Slytherin common room.

"Good night, Daddy."

"Good night."

Watching his daughter go in, Snape turned and returned to the cellar - he needed to prepare some potions for the elf so that he could quickly heal the bruises on her head.Of course, this was not because he had activated his compassion, but simply hoped that Aloma would not be sad again because of Huo Huo's stupid injury, that's all.