The day to become the final boss

"It's Severus?" Lily glanced at the Slytherin long table, and found that Snape was staring at it with an ugly expression.

"Why do you guess like that?" Wan Mo also glanced at Snape. Snape didn't avoid his sight, but his face was pitifully pale.

"Oh, come on, Mers." Lily spread her hands, "Didn't you realize that, apart from Severus, even Thomas, your roommate you've lived with for three years, you've never tolerated him getting closer than two foot."

Wan Mo "...".

"Actually, I'm even more curious about what method you used to make Severus so enthusiastic?" Lily blinked her beautiful big emerald eyes, and looked at the teeth marks with an unbelievable expression on her face, "Merlin, it's like stamping your belongings Similarly, it’s really hard to imagine that such a strict person like him would be the kind of super possessive boring...Well, when did you develop a friendship beyond friendship? You were still bickering until before Christmas.”

Oh, Lily, lovely girl, Mr. Moores didn't even admit that the man was Severus, how can you be so sure that your guess is true?

Wan Mo looked at Snape's expressionless face again, "...Maybe it's just an accidental collision?"

Lily looked contemptuous, "Let me remind you, Moers, the bite mark on your face is at the corner of your mouth, and even a small half of it has bitten your lower lip. I think if it was an impact, the marks on the front teeth should be more prominent, while Not two neat rows of bite marks."

She paused for a moment, then said, "Myers, I believe that if it was just an accidental mark, you wouldn't let it just hang on your face? It's not a problem to remove it."

Just as a man flaunting his scars is a medal to show off his body, the bite mark on the corner of his mouth is a reminder of some degree of achievement or victory he has achieved.

But Wan Mo didn't notice this at all, he just left it there subconsciously.

"I said, Lily, breakfast is about to start, can we take a seat? And I think the angry shaggy lion over there seems to be coming to bite me at any moment—"

Lily followed Wan Mo's fingertips and saw James Potter's clenched fist and distorted face placed on the table.

Mr. Potter's angry eyes almost tried to kill Mr. Moores. Did he think that the teeth marks at the corner of Wan Mo's mouth were left by the green-eyed lily?

Lily gave Wanmo a blank look, why did Potter bite you?She puffed out her cheeks and went back to the Gryffindor table.

Wan Mo then sat down obediently.

Snape withdrew his stare and calmed his face, but his dark eyes were a little dull.

After breakfast, Wan Mo and his roommate Thomas went to the Transfiguration classroom on the second floor, but when they passed the corner of the corridor, Wan Mo asked Thomas to go to the classroom first.

"Someone looking for you?" Thomas pointed to the corner of a black robe exposed by the stone pillar on the other side of the corridor.

Wan Mo smiled gently, "You go first, Thomas." Thomas shrugged, carrying his schoolbag and taking a step ahead with the crowd.

Wan Mo walked towards the exposed corner of the robe.

The owner of the robe corner leaned against the stone pillar with a blank expression on his face.

"What do you want from me? Severus." A gentle voice sounded beside him.Snape was staring at the ground, and he didn't raise his head or respond to Wan Mo's voice, as if there was something eye-catching on the ground.

"Severus?"

Snape was still staring blankly at the ground without saying a word.

"Oh, Severus, if you have anything to say to me just say it. I don't think it'll be long before I'm late—whether it's yours or mine."

Snape pursed his lower lip, moved his eyes, but remained silent.

The two remained silent for a while, and the figures of the little wizards rushing to class around them had become sparse.

"Well, if you insist on not saying a word, I will leave first. You must know that Professor McGonagall dislikes students who are late for class." Wan Mo rolled his eyes, turned around and planned to leave this boring gourd alone and continue to be affectionate on the floor. Look at each other.

"Wait," Snape whispered.

Wan Mo turned his head and stared at Mr. Snape who finally opened his mouth.

Snape closed his mouth tightly after uttering two words, his lips were drawn into a white line, and his eyes avoided his gaze.

His eyes wandered, as if he wanted to organize his words to say something, but in the end he didn't utter a word.

A slender white hand clasped his chin, forcing his gaze to meet the other person.

"What do you want to say, Severus?" Wan Mo narrowed his eyes, with a cold smile on his lips.

Snape backed away a little, the same way Moores had squinted before that aggressive kiss last time.

"I... last night..." He spoke with difficulty, his voice was dry, and his ears were powdered from the back of his neck to his neck.

"What happened last night?" Wan Mo looked at the alluring pink color, and tried hard not to do anything to deepen the pink color.

Snape stared at him fiercely, but fell silent again.

Wan Mo sighed from the bottom of his heart——Baby with twisted personality, how awkward are you~

He moved forward again, so close that Snape leaned back slightly in embarrassment.

"I thought you wanted to ask me about the hickey on the corner of your mouth?"

Snape wanted to refute that it was just a bite mark, but the corners of his mouth twisted twice, and finally he didn't say anything.

"Perhaps my dear, you want to confirm whether there is any more intimate behavior between us than kissing—for example, do I feel the size and specific function of a certain part of your development?" The ambiguous breath sprayed on Snape's body. On the cheek, the white fingers pressed against his chest and gently slid to his lower abdomen.

Snape's expression went blank for a moment.

Face to face at a close distance, Wan Mo clearly saw that the obsidian-like pupils lost their spirits for 3 seconds.

Of course, Mr. Snape was only absent-minded for a short time, and the black pupils focused again after 3 seconds.

Staring at the black eyes that are close at hand, a trace of embarrassment, a trace of embarrassment, anger, and many complicated emotions emerged in the obsidian-like pupils, but more of it seemed to be some kind of determination.

He gently pushed Moers away, with a hoarse voice hesitant and uncertain, "Are you sure you're not teasing me, Moers?"

Wan Mo was stunned. "I am sure."

A gentle smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, "You are the first life I have met that I hope to live with after passing a long enough time." The jet-black eyes looked straight at him without retreating, gentle and powerful.Snape had the illusion that he was nailed to death by this gentle gaze.

"Mr. Snape, class is about to start, why are you still here?" A little wizard with black hair and gray eyes hurriedly passed by the corridor, saw Snape still standing there, and greeted him.

Regulus Black.Sirius Black's brother.

Snape took a deep look at Wan Mo, and quickly left the corridor.

"Oh, dear, you didn't express your attitude—" Wan Mo sighed.

Then he looked towards an empty corner, tilted his head and stared for a moment.

"Hey, peeping is very rude." He said something inexplicably, and then walked towards the Transfiguration classroom with the book in his hand.

When Wan Mo's figure disappeared into the corridor, a shaggy-haired lion with an invisibility cloak in his hand appeared in the empty place, with some fright in his hazel eyes. "Merlin, can he see through the invisibility cloak?"

He originally wanted to teach him a lesson because Moers, an annoying Hufflepuff, was always getting close to Lily, but he didn't know that he came across a more terrifying fact than Moers can see through the invisibility cloak——Moers The relationship with the snotlings turned out to be not as they had imagined, but more disgusting.

Snape had been very uneasy at Hogwarts for the past two days. Apart from the matter of Mers, he always felt that no matter where he went, there were little wizards who were looking at him probingly.

Merlin knew what was going on when he didn't?

During dinner, for the first time ever, he received a palm-sized gift package from owl mail.

The wrapping paper of the package is jet black, and there are dots of fine silver light on it, like star sand in the dark night.

Snape looked over the Hufflepuff table, where Moores was smiling and toasting him elegantly, although the glass contained nothing but pumpkin juice.

He put the package in his pocket, and then found that everyone was staring at him,—has he been so unlikable that receiving a package will make so many people so surprised that they pay attention?

Snape frowned, with a gloomy face, his sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, and the little wizards immediately retracted their eyeballs that were about to fall out of the window.

Snape lowered his head to concentrate on his plate.

There was another flapping of wings, and a golden eagle landed in front of Snape, dropping something as heavy as a brick.The golden eagle of the Malfoy family?

Lucius rarely mailed him anything.Snape picked up the package. The dark green wrapper contained something that looked like a book?

Probably another forbidden book about black magic.

Snape cast a Shrink Charm on it, and put it in the other pocket.

Some of the little wizards who were still watching him secretly sighed in frustration, and there were actually a few Slytherins among them.The corners of Snape's mouth twitched slightly. Did these people expect him to immediately unwrap the wrapping paper and check the contents in public like a brainless Gryffindor?

However, a few hours later, he was grateful for how wise his decision was from the bottom of his heart.

Snape brewed the potion again until late at night, and this intense concentration helped him not to worry about Moores and some trivial things for a while.

When he came out of the shower, he sat by his bed and took out the two items from his pocket.

After hesitating for a moment, he unwrapped Moores's gift box first.

After the gift was opened, Snape's face turned dark - there was a ring quietly lying in the exquisite gift box.

It was quite a simple and elegant ring, the silver ring body didn't even have too many decorations, only exquisite hollow carvings and an inlaid obsidian.

But—what the hell was going through the bloody mind of Mers to convulsively give a man a ring?