[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

They were out of class over the Easter break, which meant less of a chance for Jane to catch Snape.When the cunning potions professor tried to hide from Jane, Jane found that she couldn't catch him.This feeling made her feel extremely bad, as if she had never found that she had a place in his heart, and he could always discard her love at will, which made Jane start to despise herself. So cheap, so worthless.But after the self-spite was over, she found that she still couldn't leave Snape, she loved him more than herself.

This made Jane have to change her attention, planning to start with Harry.

When Jane should have changed her target, she found that this idea was very wise, because Harry was much easier to deal with than Snape, at least Harry couldn't avoid her all the time.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Jane sat beside Harry with a book in her arms.

Harry suddenly came back from his contemplation, and found that Jane was sitting next to him at some point.

At this moment, the reading room was extremely quiet, and Mrs. Pince was sitting there cleaning the dust from the rows of books in front with her feather duster.Since they were sitting in a relatively remote corner, Mrs. Pince did not notice what Jane said to him.

"No, it's nothing." Harry avoided Jane's eyes, and he looked down at his book, pretending to be serious.

Jane raised her eyebrows, and she said firmly, "You have something on your mind recently? But you can't tell me, Hermione and Ron, can you?"

Harry lowered his head and said nothing.

"Maybe this matter has something to do with Snape?" Jane guessed, her eyes fixed on Harry, and when she noticed that the other side stiffened, she could immediately conclude that her guess was right: "You pissed off Snape." Now, that's why he didn't want to teach you Occlumency? It's not because—"

"Enough, Jane." Harry whispered, interrupting Jane.Then he glanced vigilantly in Mrs. Pince's direction to make sure that she didn't notice them. Harry said impatiently, "Please don't ask any more questions, please?"

"I thought I could help you." Jane said pretending to regret: "Holding a lot of things in your heart can easily make your mood worse."

Harry muttered, "Snape won't let me tell anyone."

Jane's breath caught and her heart sank. Thinking of the locked office door, she was now more able to conclude that Snape obviously didn't want her to know about it at all.But Jane couldn't tell what it felt like, and she figured she'd better get something out of Harry's mouth, something Snape didn't want her to know.

"Come on, am I anyone?" Jane rolled her eyes, pretending to be unable to stand Harry's stubbornness: "I think anyone that Professor Snape told you probably didn't want you to spread the word— —He knows the relationship between you and me. You will tell us many things, right? For example, you will tell Ron the nightmares you have every night, and you will tell Hermione some of your own experiences. We are friends, and we only help You solve it instead of causing trouble for you. What's more important is that your current state is worrying-you don't know that Hermione has been worried about you, and Ron, you have been distracted recently and rarely talk to them. "

Harry finally stopped staring at the book in front of him. He turned to Jane, but he remained silent, obviously hesitating to tell what happened in Occlumency class.

"Well, if you insist on not telling, I guess we'll just have to watch you - I'll tell Hermione -"

"I peeked at Snape's memory." Harry said this suddenly.

"What?" Jane's eyes widened, and she almost screamed uncontrollably.She immediately turned her head and glanced in Mrs. Pince's direction, only to find that Mrs. Pince was staring at her.Jane immediately lowered her head, and it wasn't until Mrs. Pince looked away that she managed to control her mood and lowered her voice in a low voice: "What happened?"

Many things are often much easier to talk about once they have started, and Harry finished almost everything in one breath.

"Actually, I didn't intend to peek at Snape's memories, but every time Snape taught me Occlumency, he would always pull out his own memories and put them in the Pensieve—I think I told you before that However, I have seen the Pensieve in Dumbledore's office, it is a magic prop that stores memories, and I have seen the scene of Little Crouch being interrogated in it." Harry's expression was not good at all , speaking very fast: "When Malfoy came to find Snape, Fred and George stuffed Montague's head into the disappearing cabinet, remember this incident?"

Jane nodded, Fred and George had indeed stuffed the head of the Slytherin Quidditch team captain into the Vanishing Cabinet during the Easter break, and the twins had put it all over Hogwarts after that. Fireworks, a mess at Hogwarts, Jane was impressed by the incident.

"Malfoy called Snape away because of this incident." Harry said, "I just wanted to leave, but when I left, I saw the silver light in the Pensieve-I've been in the Pensieve for the past few days. Dreaming, about that corridor, what Voldemort always wanted me to see, I thought maybe Snape would know."

"So you went to peek at his memory?" Jane couldn't help admiring Harry's courage, now she had no doubt why Snape refused to teach Harry: "Then what did you see?"

"My dad bullied him—and Sirius," Harry said gloomily, looking sad: "They hung him upside down, put jinxes on him, humiliated him."

Jane raised her eyebrows, and now she knew why Snape and Black had such a bad relationship, and why Snape hated Harry so much.Given Snape's vengeful nature, it might indeed be a miracle that he didn't actually poison Harry's pumpkin juice.

"I always thought it was Snape's prejudice against them and insulting my dad, but I found out that's not the case." Harry said sadly: "I know the feeling of being humiliated in public, and Snape saw Looks more miserable than me - I even wonder if my father forced my mother to marry him in the first place."

At this time, Jane was very glad that she didn't drink tea, otherwise she would definitely spit out what was in her mouth.

"Mom hates my dad very much, she stopped my dad from humiliating Snape." Harry looked extremely painful, if he wasn't in the reading room, he might have shouted angrily: "I really can't believe what Snape said is true of."

In fact, in this case, Jane also wanted to say—she really didn't want to believe that everything Harry said was true.