The day to become the final boss

"I don't think that in order to train the savior, the safety of students can be put aside in a grandiose way." Snape's lifeless black hair hung down like a curtain on both sides of his thin cheeks, his gloomy expression and dark black robe The obsidian-like eyes are more compelling. "The diary is in the hands of Ginny Weasley. As the principal, what you should do is to take back the dangerous black magic item before it has serious consequences!"

Dumbledore in front of him stroked his long white beard, wiped his crescent-shaped glasses, groped a few times in the desk drawer, and took out a few elastic slug-shaped jellybeans and handed them out. "Oh, Severus, my boy, don't get excited, try this latest slug action candy, it tastes very good~"

"Dumbledore!" Snape growled in a low voice, his thin lips trembling.

The Snake King's angry roar made Dumbledore's white beard tremble. The old man withdrew his hand regretfully, coughed twice, and straightened his back.

"Severus, I believe you have learned something about Hogwarts' defense structure over the years." The white wizard's face became serious, "I can assure you that all of Ginny's movements are under our control."

Snape stared at him for a moment with his dark eyes expressionless.

The old wizard blinked, and the corners of his eyes were wrinkled.

"Okay, if you insist." With a deep and silky voice, the ups and downs of emotions could not be heard, the Potions Professor turned around neatly, and strode out.

"Severus—Pomona said that the mandrakes in the greenhouse are about to mature, and I will trouble you to pay more attention then."

"That's my job."

"Boom!" The door was violently slammed shut.

The principal with the white beard stared at the closed door for a few seconds, then took off his crescent glasses, rubbed his distorted nose, and closed his blue eyes wearily.

There are too many things he needs to worry about, such as the unfavorable savior, the dormant Voldemort, dangerous dark magic items, the monsters in the chamber of secrets, the Order of the Phoenix, and unstable factors - the monster Mers who is stranded in Hogwarts... ...or maybe a Lockhart?Regarding the monster in the Chamber of Secrets, Dumbledore guessed the monster in the Chamber of Secrets by consulting the literature, from Hogwarts’ notes and Harry, who was only gifted in the snake language, to hear the cold voice before the monster attacked people. It's a basilisk.

A giant basilisk that lived a long time.

But strangely, the basilisk, with its deadly sight, did not kill any of the students in this string of attacks - except for Myrtle, who died 50 years ago.

Is this too much of a coincidence?

Dumbledore recalled what Principal Amos had said to him in the portrait: His Excellency Moores had appeared when Hogwarts was founded thousands of years ago, and even the existence of this school for thousands of years had a lot to do with him.

Maybe the basilisk incident didn't kill anyone because of Mr. Moores? (You are wrong. ==)

He thought of the obsidian ring on Severus' left ring finger - the ring had been on his left hand for more than ten years, on the ring finger that symbolized engagement or engagement, married.

There was a gleam in the old man's eyes, and he wanted to gamble once.

Dumbledore picked up a slug gummy, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it slowly, and handed another one to Phoenix Fawkes on the shelf.

Fawkes flapped his wings, whined loudly, and turned his head the other way in disdain.

Dumbledore withdrew his hand regretfully again, "Oh, children, you don't know how to enjoy."

After contemplating for a while in the chair, the old headmaster decided to leave to meet someone.

Despite Dumbledore's promise that everything was under control, the petrification incident happened again that afternoon.The attack claimed two victims - Ravenclaw's long-haired prefect and Gryffindor's Miss Know-It-All, Hermione Granger.

Another petrification incident forced Hogwarts to urgently formulate new regulations: 1. All students must return to the lounge of their own college after dinner, and are not allowed to stay outside for any reason. 2. Every morning, the prefect leads to the auditorium for dinner, and then the professor of the first class of the day escorts to the classroom. 3. All training and competitions and the confinement of professors are postponed, and all after-school activities, such as dueling clubs, are temporarily cancelled.It is also very important that no student is allowed to use the bathroom without the presence of the professor.

The atmosphere in the school became unprecedentedly tense, the ghosts and the professors stepped up their inspections at night, and Slytherin was also criticized by other colleges because of the rumors about the chamber of secrets.

Gryffindor's group of bared lion cubs even issued a declaration in the common room: Every house has students falling down, and luckily only Slytherin will always be there! —Heir of Slytherin, Slytherin's monsters caused these misfortunes, all Slytherins should be kicked out of Hogwarts!

The Slytherins snorted at that, mocking the lions' stupidity maliciously.

However, at this moment, the savior wearing the invisibility cloak and the Weasley family's little ghost at night, witnessed the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, taking away Hagrid, the administrator of the Forbidden Forest from Hogwarts. .

And Lucius Malfoy, the great nobleman who always raised his chin subtly and looked at people from the corner of his eyes, with a cold and satisfied smile on his face, showed the twelve principals to Dumbledore. A dismissal letter to the headmaster signed by Dong—he wanted to use this incident to drive the old headmaster out of Hogwarts.

Lucius Malfoy was that man's loyal subordinate, although he managed to escape the punishment he deserved in the last trial.

"You'll see twelve directors have signed it, Mr. Dumbledore. Your incompetence in handling a string of attacks has disappointed us as the greatest white wizard of the century - the board feels you are no longer up to the task As the headmaster, you should be let go."

That triumphant, oily aristocratic accent and hypocritical smirk filled Harry Potter with righteous indignation. He could hardly bear to lift off his invisibility cloak, and rushed forward to cast a curse on his classmate's father.

But the old headmaster's words suppressed him temporarily, Dumbledore seemed to have noticed something, he glanced meaningfully at the position where the two little lions' invisibility cloaks were, and said, "If this is really the decision of the school directors, we will Accept the resignation of the Headmaster's position, but in the coming days, you will find that at Hogwarts, there is always some special assistance for those in need."

Dumbledore left, and the students who were just nervous began to panic. They didn't even dare to open their throats to laugh. Fear and surprise pervaded Hogwarts.

"I really don't know what's going on in Mr. Headmaster's mind. He chose to leave at this time, ah—just to hone the lazy, impulsive, arrogant savior?" Snape frowned, the corners of his mouth pulled down, He put the brewed refreshing potion into the potion bottle—these days, the workload of professors is really exhausting, but as a master of potions, Professor Snape still has to start from countless potions. Take part of the rest time to brew potions for colleagues.

"Maybe Dumbledore's brain has been pickled too much by too much sweets?" Wanmo looked up from his desk, who was helping his partner share the work - he was helping Snape with his most troublesome part - the first and second years The little wizards' Potions treatise was riddled with holes and a lot of typo attacks.

Calmly scratched a "T" that pierced through the back of the paper on the top homework. This lovely Hufflepuff handed it in without finishing a sentence, and plagiarized at least 3 copies of the homework in a mess. Poor paper, it seemed he was just trying to complete the length of the assignment given by the Potions Professor - fourteen inches.

"Quack~ Maybe the little savior can really grow through tempering?" Ferriges stood on the potion operation table, his sharp claws slashed across the hard medicinal materials, breaking them into smooth and neat cuts instantly. centimeter.

"Hey~" Flaffi, who learned how to read the balance, stretched his soft little tentacles, and handed the weighed ounce of powder to the stage.

With a dark face, Snape cleaned out the cauldron, took the ingredients for the potion that Ferigus had chopped up, and started brewing the energy potion again. "I don't dare to have extravagant hopes for that."

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Professor Snape, who was exhausted all day, dragged his tired body and climbed into his bed.

Wan Mo's palms gently massaged his neck and back—even when he was so tired, this man's spine was always straight, and Severus had incredible tenacity and tenacity.

Comfortable pressing with moderate strength and a familiar and trusting atmosphere surrounded him, softening the Potions Professor's back, and soon there was the sound of even and long breathing.

Wan Mo hugged him, her silky black hair was scattered in front of her partner's not-so-thick chest, and the gentle magic power moistened her thin body bit by bit.

His dark eyes stared at his sleeping face.

The former Severus Snape probably stayed up all night during this period of time.

——How did he survive those days eroded by cold loneliness, heart-pounding regret and exhaustion from work?The exhaustion of physical strength, the empty soul, and the exhausted body may have long since become empty frames, and the emaciated body was completely supported by medicine.

And these are what my lover has experienced.

Yes, Wan Mo did not forget that Severus in his arms had the soul of the potion master who had been in pain all his life.

His eyes traced his outline - Severus' complexion was pale, but not sickly sallow; his body was thin, not muscular, but not skinny; his skin had the elasticity and Lively, not like a young old man; his hair exudes the unique fragrance of hair conditioner, even if it is a little greasy, it doesn't look dirty.

Burning a feathery kiss on his partner's forehead, Wanmo closed his eyes and whispered in Snape's ear, "Severus, it's great that I'm by your side..."