HP Starlight

After confirming that everything was safe, Esther followed Snape back to the cellar.Originally, Esther just wanted to send him back, because she was supposed to be on patrol all night.But seeing the mountains of papers piled up on Snape's desk, Esther stayed.

"You can't give them less homework, and you can save yourself some trouble." Esther sighed and separated the papers by grade.

"As far as their performance in class, I don't

What can they learn from homework?Leaving aside the exams, the outside world is so chaotic now, we can't let them leave Hogwarts without even the ability to escape. said Snape, pursing his lips.

Est shrugged.Snape had always been impatient with less bright students, and his teaching style was not very pleasing.But I have to say that his class has the highest pass rate in Hogwarts.Even when the complicated potions were taught, no student ever failed the OWL.He is not a good teacher in the eyes of all students, but he is considered responsible.It can be seen from the amount of homework processed that teachers like Lockhart who fish in troubled waters will not leave so much homework, and they have to spend time to read it.

Snape sat down at his desk and started grading papers.Esther took a dozen first-year papers, and helped them correct the problematic sentences first, and then figure out their main points, so it would be easier for Snape to read them.The first-year essays are often the most strenuous because the sentences are unclear and the point of view is not clear.Esther originally wanted to help Snape finish the thesis, but he refused.Esther deeply suspected that Snape liked to abuse himself. He was already so angry that he wanted to engrave P on the second parchment, and he still wanted to keep it to see for himself.

Esther recorded the grades of Snape's graded thesis in the score book, and then was in a daze with nothing to do.If he still teaches Potions, maybe she can help with some materials, but she really can't help with Defense Against the Dark Arts.

She stared blankly at Malfoy's name on the grade book. It was obvious that his grades had not been very stable recently, and he even missed homework a few times.It seems that he is also very busy and does not know how it is going.I have to speed up to complete the plan before him or destroy his plan.But neither was easy, even Snape couldn't get his words out of him, and Bock was so shrewd that it was difficult to know his plan.It was harder to find something to disguise Dumbledore's dead body, although it would be much easier to kill him after drinking Polyjuice Potion with a living person.Just kill one person... Esther shuddered, horrified at the thought.

"What are you thinking?" Snape asked suddenly.

Esther was startled, looked at him blankly, and quickly reacted and looked away.She was worried that he would take Legilimency on her, even though he hadn't done that to her in a long time. "I see Malfoy didn't seem to hand in his homework."

"It scares you that he didn't hand in his homework?" Snape asked casually after clearing the desk after finishing his work.

"Yeah, I don't know what he's going to do." Esther replied with a guilty conscience, deliberately avoiding the important point.

"I'll keep an eye on him, don't worry," Snape said lightly.

Esther knew that Snape didn't want to bring up the subject either.The assassination is just a game between Voldemort and Dumbledore, and both Malfoy and Snape are just pawns involved in this game.If you are a chess piece, you have to be at the mercy of others.But when chess pieces have feelings, they will become painful, just like Snape now.

She walked behind his seat and gently squeezed his shoulder, showing her support with actions.Snape froze for a moment, but soon relaxed, enjoying Esther's silent comfort.

Esther's hand wandered between shoulder and neck.Snape couldn't help but grabbed her tender wrist, brought her in front of him and kissed her hard.Esther didn't fight back, and despite the pain, she tried to respond to him.They hugged each other, feeling each other's body temperature, and no one wanted to leave first.It wasn't until Esther blushed that Snape let her go.

"I still have to go on patrol," Esther tried to catch her breath.

Snape became gloomy again. "Go," he whispered.

Esther walked to the door hesitantly, and saw that Snape was still sitting there motionless, neither speaking nor looking up. "Maybe I can go later, after all, I've seen it just now." Esther secretly spurned his disregard for the overall situation.She went back to Snape and pulled him through the door behind the shelf.

Suddenly Snape felt Snape pull his arm away.She opened her eyes and looked at him inquiringly, Snape was covering his left arm behind his back.

"He summoned you again? At this time?" Esther couldn't believe it.

"No, it's just that you touched it," said Snape, slightly embarrassed.

"Will he feel it?" Esther asked with some fear.

"No, he wouldn't feel it as long as he didn't inject magic power on purpose." Snape explained, "I'm just afraid you might find it—disgusting."

"You think so?" Esther breathed a sigh of relief, and turned back to his playful look, "Do you think I will dislike a mark?"

She took Snape's arm and studied it carefully for a moment, "Why did you join the Death Eaters in the first place?"

"Because I was too young at the time—" Snape hesitated.

"I remember Orion told me that only those who are talented enough to enter the eyes of the Dark Lord deserve to be branded. You must have been very powerful at that time." Esther said with a bit of admiration.

"At that time, the Dark Lord was recruiting troops and expanding aggressively. I think his requirements may have been appropriately lowered." Snape said not confidently.

"I don't think so, my half-blood prince." Esther kissed the back of Snape's hand.

"So you did read my Potions textbook? When did you guess that it was mine?" Snape said not too surprised.

"A little bit of habit in handwriting, and when you use the magic blade in the secret room." Esther said with a smile, "So, should we keep talking like this? Or continue?" As he said, Esther Pulled over his left arm.

"You really don't mind?" Snape looked at Esther suspiciously.

Esther smiled softly, cupped Snape's face with both hands, looked at him seriously and said, "It can only represent your past choices, let alone the transformation you have made. If I hadn't Because of the family situation and being friends with Harry, I don't think I will join the Death Eaters. Great power has always attracted us, hasn't it? It's normal to be tempted, but when you find yourself wrong, don't make mistakes , but stand up bravely. I don't think even Gryffindor may have your courage. This is the Severus I love. I don't think it is a disgusting mark of a Death Eater. Quite the contrary , I take it as a proof that your soul is nobler than anyone else's."

There was no need to confirm anything, Snape lowered his head and kissed the mouth that had expressed love to him countless times.She knew everything about him, she saw everything, and accepted even the dirtiest and most evil parts of him.He has never relaxed before, even last time it was just an impulsive impulse, but this time he really felt the love between each other.That sweet, solid feeling of fulfillment filled his heart, and he longed to touch, to connect, to be one.

Fortunately, none of them have the habit of getting up late.As Snape hurried to get up, Esther woke up too.

"Damn it, fell asleep." Snape said angrily, "I have a class in the first period, so I don't have time to make you a potion."

"It's okay, I can do it myself." Esther comforted him.

"No, can you finish it when I come back? I'm worried that you won't be able to control the dosage. If you add too much rue, it will make you sick. If you add too much St. John's wort, it will be poisonous, and it may leave you with sequelae. It's better to add some pomegranate juice to enhance the taste." .I don't trust you to do it yourself. Let me come and deliver it to you during your lunch break, okay?" Snape said incredulously.

"I really hope you remember that I used to be a therapist." Esther said helplessly, "If you persist, well, I'll wait for you. But don't rush, remember to eat lunch."

Snape felt relieved, simply took a shower and went out to prepare for class.Esther also borrowed Snape's bathroom to wash, she didn't want to wrap her clothes around her sticky body.After rinsing, she tidied up Snape's office before going upstairs to her dormitory.

At noon, Esther was arranging the sheepskin scrolls, and Snape came over with the potion.It was still the lavender potion from last time, and the potions made by the potion master were always very stable.

"Did you eat?" Esther asked Snape, taking the potion.

Snape pursed his lips and said nothing.Esther was not surprised, lunch was a dispensable thing for potions masters.She took out the sandwiches she had prepared in advance, handed him a glass of lemonade, and touched the potion in her hand, "Cheers." She said playfully.

Snape was not too polite, and sat across from Esther to enjoy his lunch.While eating, he took the parchment scroll on Esther's table and looked at it.

"The content on this is similar to the content in the book you gave me." Snape pointed to the content on the sheepskin scroll and said, "I remember the principle of this spell, and I improved your shield magic based on this of."

Esther leaned over to see that it was a description in Latin, and there was a strange figure made of runes below it.She pointed to the picture and asked, "What does this picture mean?"

"It should be an alchemical inscription, because this principle includes element transformation and energy transfer. I guess it should be carved on something to act as a talisman." Snape tapped the parchment and said.

Esther looked at the inscription and thought, maybe this inscription can be used to engrave the armor on the armor to defend against the Killing Curse.Since the shield is effective, it should be possible to make it into armor.

"Where did you get so many scrolls?" Snape said, flipping through the other parchments.

"In the Gringotts vault my mother left behind."

"I didn't expect you to be the heir to the Gringotts vault." Snape raised one eyebrow and looked at Esther.

"Then will you marry me because I'm an heir?" Esther teased.

"Of course I wouldn't marry you because you inherited a treasury. I want to marry you just because you are you." Snape's voice was low and calm.

Esther felt that every nerve was jumping for joy, and his whole body was light.Her eyes were full of light, and she looked at Snape excitedly, and found that the rich emotions in the other's dark eyes seemed to be substantive, and they were also faintly churning.

"Can I take it as a promise?" Esther asked softly.

Snape seemed to have just realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and lowered his head regretfully, avoiding Esther's gaze, and said in a low voice, "This is just a hypothesis, no one wants to marry someone who is old and boring, and may be silent at any time." Dead Death Eaters."

"I would." Esther held onto Snape's hand tightly, for fear that he would break free from his grasp.

"I never thought you were old, sir, but you are the youngest professor and dean of Hogwarts. The threat of death is something we all have to face. Every member of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​psychologically prepared, isn't it? If I die before you, will you blame me?"

"I won't let that happen," Snape said sullenly.

Esther stood up and walked behind Snape and put his arms around him and said, "Of course we all try to avoid this from happening. But sometimes it happens, doesn't it? I just want to say that even if I'm in this world today On the last day of my life, I want to be with you too. I love you, Severus. I love you even when death separates us."

Snape stroked Esther's arm, silently bowing his head.

"Be happy, Severus, at least we're both alive now, and we can touch each other, how nice it is. You say you're boring, but why do I feel so happy with you? Even you are full of I find both the language arts sarcasm and the childish squabbles cute. And you know that's the funniest thing about you?" Esther breathed hotly behind Snape's ear. Great fun."

Snaple's roots were flushed, and he turned sharply, staring at Esther half excitedly, half annoyed.Esther chuckled lightly and pecked him lightly on the cheek.Then let go of your hands and sat back in your seat.

"Is there any class in the afternoon, Professor? It's time." Esther reminded with a smile.

Snape glanced at Esther angrily and helplessly, strode out of the room, and the large wizard robe was tumbled again.

Esther was in a great mood, feeling happier than drinking a whole pot of euphoria.She picked up the parchment Snape had seen, ready to experiment with the inscription.She is now full of confidence and feels that there is nothing she cannot do.

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Please see me at the old place in this chapter~ Don’t think it’s only 65, it’s also very exciting here~ You must read it, it involves emotional advancement~