[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

Severus Snape was sitting in the Pig's Head bar, slowly drinking a glass of low-strength wine, with his hood drooping, his entire face hidden inside, silent, like a silent statue. He kept In this posture, I have spent the whole afternoon here.

As far as bars go, the Hog's Head isn't a very good place to hang out.The special drinks here are not as good as the three broomsticks, and the decoration and environment are even more flattering. The place is small and dark, and the mutton smell is surprisingly heavy. It looks like it hasn't been cleaned for a long time, which makes people wonder what a family is like. How can such a poor little shop have been in business for so many years.

But if Snape wanted to have a drink or two, he would only choose this place, not those bright and clean bars with clear windows, he didn't belong there.The last time he went to the Three Broomsticks was probably when he was in school. After the third grade and before the sixth grade, in the short period of three years, he was pulled by Lily a few times, and the frequency was very low. At that time, he preferred to follow Si The secret society of Raitlin, seeking deeper magic and more powerful power, instead of listening to Lily whispering in his ear about the trivial things that happened in school, the difficult homework, and the little things that happened around her. joys and troubles.

Even if he sits there, he is absent-minded, always feeling that these trivial things are irrelevant, not as good as what he pursues, not as good as the ambition he needs to plan and plan.

Looking back now, his memories of the Three Broomsticks included warm butterbeer, soft music, and Lily's lilting voice, and the soft red hair he'd seen when he peeked at her.But it wasn't all that, he remembered the feigned disgust of James' group whenever he sat with Lily, and the hesitant stares of her friends in Gryffindor.Lily had a lot of friends, but when he sat with Lily, none of her friends came over except Eli.

When Lily sat with him, even she seemed to be subtly rejected, maybe she didn't care about it, or even if she noticed, she didn't really care, but every strange look was sharp to him too hard to ignore.He tried to sit in the light, and it became clearer and clearer that he didn't fit in there.

He doesn't regret it.

Thinking of these past events made him briefly dazed again, and then he quickly came back to his senses and focused his attention again without turning his head. He stretched out his hand and pulled the hood down again, listening intently to the voice of the conversation coming from one corner .

In the corner where he deliberately didn't cast his eyes, sat the headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, and Sybill Trelawney, the great-great-granddaughter of the famous prophet Cassandra Trelawney.It was an accident to learn that they would meet at the Hog's Head Bar tonight. Snape himself did not expect to meet the great-great-granddaughter of the famous prophet in the Hog's Head Bar. Living in such a bar is a bit too down-and-out and not suitable for her lineage.However, judging from her attire, it is true that she is living in a relatively difficult life, and that is why she has to live here. Of course, not every pure-blood has a manor and a lot of Galleons. Not surprisingly, his mother was also an example of this.

Compared to his mother, who never mentioned his family, Sybill Trelawney behaved very differently.She was very proud of her family name and blood, and during the time she came down to eat three times a day, Snape felt that she should have told everyone who would listen to her about her parentage.Everyone in the Pig's Head Bar wears hoods, and she looks out of place, but it's probably because judging from her dress and luggage, there is really no coveted wealth, so she is safe in such a complicated and dangerous place Living for several days, not knowing the world may sometimes be a kind of happiness.

He himself has no interest in things related to divination and prophecy, which was the case when he was studying at Hogwarts.However, Sybill Trelawney's bragging words made him keenly interested. When he heard her being teased disapprovingly by other hooded men in the bar, she used an irritated expression to hold herself up. He said in a haughty tone: "Although you laugh at this matter, your pitifully weak celestial eyes are sympathetic... It is true that the Trelawney family is a little bit withered now, but this is only short-lived and insignificant! I have come I went to Hogsmeade and sent my teaching application letter to the unprecedentedly great Headmaster Dumbledore, I believe that such a powerful wizard will be able to clear the fog and see the flash of wisdom and the light of spirituality shining on me!"

To teach at Hogwarts?she?Snape didn't take her rhetoric seriously, no matter how she looked at it, she didn't see that she could be a professor at Hogwarts.However, caution and meticulousness prevailed in his character. A day ago, he still sat opposite Sybill Trelawney, invited her to drink a glass of wine, and pretended to be a weirdo interested in divination and prophecy. He calmly said something to her.

She looked like a liar, talking about Celestial Eye and astrology over and over again, but Snape didn't need to use Legilimency to see that she wasn't very confident in what she said. Or prophecy and divination are themselves deceptive things.

However, to his surprise, she was trying to find a teaching position at Hogwarts, so it was true that she asked Dumbledore to meet here. chest, seemed reserved and proud, and his tone was very firm, but when he talked about the result of seeking a teaching position, his tone seemed erratic, obviously he had no confidence in this matter.

Dumbledore has to meet such a liar, so it seems that it is not easy to be the headmaster.Snape was not optimistic about Sybill Trelawney's job application, but felt that since Dumbledore was coming here tomorrow night, of course he should come and have a look. Gathering news and intelligence was his important job, and he needed Opportunities to do something to bring the Dark Lord's talents and abilities to his attention were regrettably few these days.

After the Dark Lord killed the Muggle Prime Minister - yes, of course the Death Eaters knew it was done by the great Dark Lord, but they could also find that this action obviously angered the Muggles to a great extent The government and the Ministry of Magic, their search and arrest work has never been stricter, which has made the Death Eaters cautiously avoiding their edge recently. Meaningless sacrifices are always unnecessary, and the Death Eaters are not fools... at least the black The Demon Lord is not a part of it, including himself.

Therefore, an opportunity to monitor Dumbledore is not to be missed. It is hard to imagine that someone like Sybill Trelawney can contribute some value, and a waste like Peter Pedilou can squeeze a little surplus The principle of value is probably the same.Snape made up his mind to come and take a look the next day, but just as he got up to leave, Sybill Trelawney stopped him and said that in order to thank him for the drink, she would help him get rid of it for free. Fog, take a look at the fate of the future.

Considering that it will depend on Sybill Trelawney to hold Dumbledore back tomorrow, Snape didn't turn around and leave out of face, but just watched her murmur into the crystal ball with cold eyes.She stared at the crystal ball for a long time, and then raised her eyes to look at him, and those eyes that looked too big behind the lenses actually showed anxiety and fear.

This sentiment is right.Snape raised his eyebrows inwardly, reluctantly changed his conclusion that she was a liar for fame, and waited for the result of her divination noncommittally.

Sybill Trelawney looked at him, but the focus of her eyes was not on him.Her tone was erratic, speaking to him in a dreamlike tone, as if she was in a fog.

"Ominous smell... bad situation... You are standing in a dark fog, stranger. Your past choices have brought you a dilemma, glory, status, or a dark road ahead, and you are Faced with a choice like that. It's tough ... and it can make all the difference in your life."

Snape sneered lightly, and said calmly, "I've already made that choice."

"No, it's not over yet." Sybill Trelawney said in an erratic tone, "Maybe you have heard a fairy tale about the love story between a mermaid and a Muggle... I think it has some fame among Muggles, You should have heard of it."

Did she know anything about his Muggle heritage?Or knowing that he grew up in Muggle society?Why does she know? !Snape held down his wand almost instantly, and held it back just before pulling it out, his tone became more serious.

"Don't talk nonsense." He said coldly, "The consequences will be serious."

"The mermaid exchanged her legs with singing, but she didn't get her love." Sybill Trelawney said in a trance, her tone was soft and slow, her eyes were loose, and she said like singing, "Her choice brings Here comes the failed result...but she still has one more chance to stab the prince through the heart with a dagger and she can go back to the sea...she will be reborn and she will be fine. This is another choice, a It is a matter of life and the choice of the way forward, she needs to be ruthless."

Inexplicable, just talking nonsense.Snape stood up, annoyed that he wasted time listening to her nonsense, he didn't communicate with Sybill Trelawney, and left the Hog's Head.

But tonight, he still came here, and was satisfied to find that Albus Dumbledore really came, which made the time he wasted on Sybill Trelawney yesterday not seem meaningless.

Her job interview performance was as bad as it was yesterday, if not worse.She was a little too nervous in front of Dumbledore, which made her original somewhat bluffing demeanor completely disappear.Although Snape didn't look over there, he could hear Albus Dumbledore's disappointment just from his tone. This is normal, and it's not normal not to be disappointed in the face of a liar who pretends to be a ghost.

But Sybill Trelawney's voice suddenly changed, that erratic voice disappeared and became extremely hoarse.She suddenly started talking nonsense, and the content was very ridiculous-she said that someone who could defeat the Dark Lord was about to be born.

What a joke.Snape held back his sneer, but since Dumbledore got serious, he corrected his attitude and eavesdropped seriously.But it's a pity that Dumbledore found him almost immediately when he got serious-he was kicked out of the Hog's Head, and as he stood outside, frowning, thinking about what had just happened, he was keenly aware that , perhaps just now, this Trelawney who seems to have some ability may have made an incredible prophecy.

And that's exactly the kind of thing he'd offer the Dark Lord to prove himself to.

He told the Dark Lord what he had overheard without hesitation, everything he knew... As he expected, after hearing that Dumbledore attached great importance to this prophecy, the Dark Lord also attached great importance to this prophecy, and he generously rewarded it He, this is the only honor among the Death Eaters these days.

He was proud of his meticulousness, acuity and ability, and then he made persistent efforts to study carefully which children would be born in July--July next year, which is still early, and the pregnancy is only two months old. It may take some time before the couple who have rejected the Dark Lord three times have a child, and he will be the first to bring the news to the Dark Lord, and no one can pass him...

There is no doubt that the couple must be among their rebels, the Ministry of Magic, or the Order of the Phoenix, just a few options.Snape's investigation paid off, and he knew the answer before anyone else.

The children who will be born next July are James Potter and Lily Evans.

Severus Snape felt like falling into an ice cellar. During the long period of hesitation, he unexpectedly remembered the prophecies from Sybill Trelawney, those ravings that he thought were nonsense.

The mermaid who fell in love with the prince exchanged her legs with singing. She failed and gained nothing, even what she once had.But she still has one more chance, stabbing the prince's heart with a dagger, and she can go back to the sea.

——As long as she is ruthless.

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Thanks to Ye Junzi and the overzealous Chuanbuki for the landmines~

It's the last big plot of the middle volume, and there are about a dozen chapters left, and the butterfly effect of the whole middle volume begins to be concentrated