The day to become the final boss

If awkwardness is the patent of Slytherin, then Snape must be the Slytherin of Slytherin.In the next period of time, Wan Mo really realized what it means to be extremely awkward.

When he returned to the dormitory that day, the first thing he saw was Fluffy being held and ravaged by his roommate Thomas.

Fluffy looked at him with watery eyes, "Baha, baha..."

Wan Mo ==—— kicked out?

The next day, Wan Mo met the black-haired Slytherin in the astronomy classroom, and he greeted with a smile, "Hello, Severus."

Mr. Snape kept his eyes fixed and expressionless, and sat in the corner farthest from him.

Wan Mo ==——Is this being rejected?

For the rest of the time, Mr. Snape was able to completely ignore him, no matter in the hallway, auditorium, classroom, or the Forbidden Forest.

Even if they meet on a narrow road, he can turn back and make a detour away from Wanmo.

Ah, crooked baby, can you be more awkward?

Mr. Moores began to reflect on whether he was so vicious that it was almost a teasing joke, which left Mr. Snape with a psychological shadow?

"Alas—" Wan Mo lay down on the table in a disfigured manner and moaned without illness.

"Mers, did you quarrel with Severus?" Lily sat beside her with a stack of books.

It used to be the three of them when they went to the library. After that long conversation, she and Severus deliberately kept a distance, and now they can only see Moore alone here.

"No, it's just his unilateral quarrel." Wan Mo propped his chin up with his hand.

"Perhaps you wouldn't mind telling me what happened between the two of you?"

"I said——Lily, if your same-sex friend touches you and blows on your neck, will you be angry?" Wan Mo said casually.

"Oh no, I just think there's something wrong with her—" Lily replied offhandedly, before suddenly reacting "You did something like that to Severus?"

Wan Mo blinked.

"Merlin—" Lily held her forehead, "no wonder he gets angry, Severus is quite strict—" She suddenly thought of something, "You like him, Mors?"

"Of course, Severus is funny, and I like you too, Lily."

"I don't mean that kind of liking—Mers, do you know that there are fertility potions among wizards." Lily's green looked at him straight.

"...Lily, you are only 13 years old." Wan Mo recalled a magical creature called a rotten girl in her previous life. "I think it's impossible for me and Severus." Wan Mo said with a smile, "I think I like women—"

Wan Mo suddenly remembered that he liked women decades ago.

For countless years, no one has been able to endure the pressure of the god of death, and no one can be the partner of the god of death. The long-term loneliness has made him give up on this aspect.

Lily's words made him realize that his reaction to Mr. Snape has far exceeded his due concern for the characters in the "Harry Potter" plot.

Snape has even been able to affect his emotions in some ways, such as the current Shenyin without illness.

This is not normal.

Wan Mo doesn't feel any psychological pressure from being attracted to the same sex. After all, thousands of years are enough for him to wear away the moral standards of the short two to thirty years.He was just a little worried. If he really had any extravagant expectations in his heart, he would be doomed to be disappointed.

In this world, no soul can bear the feelings of the god of death. There are countless intricate laws in this world, and the god of death stands high on the top of the tower of the origin of the law.

"Mers?"

"I'm sorry, Lily, I'm a little distracted." Wan Mo's black pupils became deep, and he smiled gently, gentle and polite.

Lily stared at him for a moment, then immediately averted her eyes.

"Actually I knew before that Severus didn't like seeing me with you."

"Oh?"

"I don't know why, Myers, your eyes look terrible sometimes--no real emotion in anything you look at, as if there's never anyone in your eyes, though you're often Smile." Lily bit her lower lip, as if she wanted to muster up the courage to look into those dark eyes, but she gave up after two seconds.

"I can feel that you are not malicious, but I always feel that in your eyes, I, we, and even the entire Hogwarts wizards, big and small, are like items in your eyes."

Wan Mo touched his chin with his fair fingers, staring at those emerald eyes.Alas, how is this kid so sharp and smart.

Severus was right, she had eagle eyes and should have gone to Ravenclaw instead of the rough-and-tumble lions.

Lily opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but she hesitated to speak.

"Please continue—" Wan Mo made a 'please' gesture.

"Well, maybe you don't know it yourself, Myers, there's something extra in your eyes when you look at Severus..."

"What is it?" Wan Mo paused, smiling happily. "Oh, boy, don't you tell me it's admiration—"

"It's concentration." Lily straightened her developing chest and glared at him angrily, "And don't call me a child, you're not an old man!"

"Okay, Lily, keep quiet, Mrs. Pince is here." Hufflepuff gathered the book in front of him, touched the top of the little girl's fiery head, "I'll take a step first."

Lily rolled her upper eyelids indecently, watching the slender figure walk out.She shrugged and began to rummage through the tome in her hand.

After leaving the library, what Lily said kept echoing in Wanmo's ears—"Maybe you don't even know it, Moers, when you look at Severus, there will be some kind of emotion in your eyes... ..."

"...Concentrate...?" He sighed long.