[hp] warm as jade

"The morning is the time for you to finish your homework. In the afternoon, start looking at the bottom of this wall, and arrange it freely in the evening."

Dobby will deliver all kinds of fresh ingredients every day, and if there is time, it will also help Rongjiu.Although she knew that Professor Snape would do it himself when she was away, she didn't have the courage to let the professor cook, so she had to take over the kitchen herself.

Snape's life was extremely monotonous and self-disciplined.As long as the Order of the Phoenix is ​​fine, he will get up early in the morning to read on the first floor, spend most of the afternoon in that small laboratory, and sometimes stay until late at night, not even eating, and not knowing where he is. Fiddle with something.But after Rong Jiu came, his life became more...colorful, or rather, accidental.

In the morning, for example, he was usually woken up by the sound of something falling in the kitchen.If there is no such thing as magic, his family would probably have changed several sets of dishes.

For example, in the afternoon, when he was staring at the changes in the potion seriously, there would always be some weird sounds coming from below. God knows what spells she saw again, and she began to itch to experiment with things in his house.When he came down, he could find that she was hiding something behind her guilty conscience.

For example, at night, when he came out of the laboratory, he sometimes bumped into Rong Jiu who just came out of the bathroom.Her long black hair dripped behind her, a towel was wrapped around her neck, and the whole aisle was filled with her scent.Seeing him coming out, he greeted him with a smile, completely unaware that the thin clothes on his body were no different from the transparent ones after being soaked...

Sometimes when it was late at night, he could hear her humming softly while he was half asleep and half awake.The singing came from her window and spread into his dream. The tenderness was filled with sadness, and it was a kind of deep yearning.He didn't know if she missed the Malfoys' house, or her distant home and family, but that bit of sadness hit the depths of the dream, so sad that it made people want to cry.

However, she buried all her thoughts and sorrows in her heart, only daring to reveal one or two in the middle of the night.In front of him, she will always have that unscrupulous but positive appearance.

The little house began to change.She will ask Dobby to pick some flowers and decorate them in every corner, and the wind from the outside will bring fragrance; she will make some things more delicate, such as the small dining table, which is no longer greasy After tidying up the greasy floor, put a checkered tablecloth on it, and put a bouquet of lilies on it, like the chandelier in the living room. She and Dobby moved a lot, and now once the candles are lit, the whole room is very bright; she Every other day, she would clean up the places she could set foot in, and the accumulated stains would disappear little by little.

This decayed and dreary house has been remodeled little by little to become bright and warm, just like the dying old man returning to his youth, exuding amazing vitality and charm.

Snape watched all this happen in silence, neither stopping nor commenting.

This place bears his feeble childhood, he hates it and refuses to call it "home". For him, this is just a temporary shelter when Hogwarts is temporarily closed.For so many years, he has never paid attention to it here.

But for this girl, this is his home.

So she tried her best to toss and change here little by little, trying to give them a better environment.And she is also successful. If she hadn't lived here all the time, she might not have recognized her at all. This is her former home.

Of course, his bedroom and laboratory were places she had never dared to set foot in.So every day when he returned to his bedroom, he felt that he had returned to another world—the dark, dull and lonely world he was used to.

He spends less and less time up there and more and more time sitting in the living room.Even he himself couldn't tell why.

He seemed to be getting more and more used to having such an extra person in his life, even if he was sitting on the sofa, while she was sitting on the carpet with a pile of cushions, holding a book in the light by the window and using a magic wand at the same time Gestures, the appearance of chanting words is particularly silly, and he can feel a different peace of mind from it than before.

And the questions that once appeared in his mind became clearer day by day:

If everything is over and the child still insists on staying by his side, can he accept her?

If it's like this...

"Professor, is this book misplaced?" Rong Jiu asked with some difficulty holding up a heavy book.

"Huh?" Snape glanced at the spine of the book, and the movement of his hands stopped immediately.

An Introduction to the Dark Arts.

"No problem." He replied curtly.

"But, this is black magic." Rong Jiu looked a little at a loss, "We are still learning Defense Against the Dark Arts, how about learning this?"

"As the Dark Lord's subordinate, do you still need to consider this?" Snape put down the book and sneered, "Did you think of all this too simply when you set foot on this road? In a word, can you save the world?"

Rong Jiu was obviously stunned for a moment: "No, I'm just asking..." Is this book misplaced or should I learn it?

But Snape cut her off.It was a rare time when he was so excited, he stood up and looked at her condescendingly: "Black magic is just a kind of magic. Because it is powerful and difficult to control, many people have fallen because of it, so it is called black magic. Get It’s only natural for power to pay some price, but it’s ridiculous to blame it on magic. Isn’t it natural to pay a price if you are not firm in your mind and not strong enough to try to take shortcuts to practice advanced magic?”

He remembered that many years ago, Lily asked him with such an incredible expression: "Severus, why did you learn black magic?"

"Lily, it's just a kind of magic." The young man tried to convince his friends, "It can make us stronger, isn't it good?"

"But that's black magic! Only dark wizards would touch it." Lily glared at him, "You're not allowed to touch it either!"

From that time on, they gradually had differences.It was also from that day that they embarked on different paths.

But Lily, if I can't become stronger, how can I protect you in this world?

If it happened again, he would still choose to learn black magic. If not, he wouldn't even be able to survive such troubled times, let alone...protect her son.

Memories came flooding back, and he couldn't help being agitated. He yelled at the girl in front of him, without the slightest calmness, as if he wanted to vent out the regret and frustration of the past ten years.

After venting his anger, he came back to his senses and realized what he had done.

Rong Jiu hugged the book, looked at him helplessly, pressed against the wall tightly, seemed frightened, and moved back a long way.

"..." He sighed silently. He knew that he was venting his anger on her, but he didn't have the habit of explaining. He didn't even look at her. He turned his head and planned to go back to the bedroom to calm down.

But did not move.

Because he was being held by the corner of his robe, he couldn't walk.

"Professor, I'm learning... I don't have any other intentions, but I was a little surprised when I saw it suddenly. I don't know if you let me learn it or misplaced it, so I just made sure." Rong Jiu's voice sounded pitiful, "But , that is black magic after all..."

Snape's relaxed brow furrowed again.

"...If my father finds out and wants to beat me up, can you stop me?"

Snape: "?"

"He won't even let me touch five ghosts, and if he finds out that I really learned black magic, he will break my legs. You know, the old people will inevitably have some prejudices against these, but I know what's going on. Magic is just a tool, just like a knife, you can use it to peel potatoes, or you can use it to kill people, but this is all decided by the user, the knife itself is not good or bad. It can only be said that black magic is easy to induce people to fall, but If you know what you are going to do, no matter how many knives you hold, no matter what others say, you will not kill people, right?"

As long as you know what you're doing, that's enough.

He was a little dazed for a moment.Rong Jiu took advantage of this moment to go around to him and looked at him with a smile: "The professor also thinks what I said is very reasonable, doesn't he?"

Snape looked at the girl in front of him with a smug smile, and finally gave him a compliment: "Yes."

"Professor, you just attacked me." She immediately complained confidently, "Obviously I just asked casually, you lost your temper so much, should you make it up to me?"

Snape lowered his eyes, feeling a little headache.However, the girl in front of her was as if she wouldn't give way if you don't agree with me, and finally she reluctantly compromised: "Say it."

Obviously he won, but Rong Jiu blushed, and stammered in a low voice: "Cough... can I... can I give you a hug?"

In the end, her voice was not much louder than a mosquito, but Snape didn't seem to hear it clearly, and asked, "What?"

"Hey, let me say, when I clean in the future, can I clean the remaining two rooms together?"

Snape nodded with a straight face, "But don't mess with the things inside, especially the laboratory."

"... Oh." Rong Jiu lowered his head sullenly.What a great opportunity!What are you talking about!What to say!

A smile flickered in Snape's eyes.

How could you not hear clearly?

He passed Rong Jiu and walked towards his bedroom.

...If it is like this, it seems that it is not unacceptable?

The author has something to say:

Yesterday, I lost seven catties after tossing -- all the meat I managed to raise was gone, and I was angry.

Make up for yesterday's -3-