It's a merman, not a piranha

Reese woke up in the cellar, wrapped in a blanket and curled up on the sofa, a faint light came from the desk next to her, and she peeked there.

Sure enough, the black-haired man was writing at his desk, and the quill made a rustling sound on the parchment. Reese could imagine the gorgeous fonts left on the paper and the sharp words mentioned. She remembered those hands, cleanly trimmed , the bones protruding when exerting force, the rough calluses on the fingertips, pale but with a burning temperature.

The professor often stays up late, the bruises in front of his eyes have become normal, he always frowns, even if he relaxes now, there is still a shallow scar, Reese always feels distressed and helpless about these things, she is always eager to help him Do something, but always can't.

"Does our Miss Mermaid think that I'm as dull as a troll so I can't feel your eager gaze?" The professor spoke slowly, and raised his head leisurely after the quill pen drew the last stroke on the paper.

The professor's eyes are Reese's favorite part, they are moonless starry sky, dazzling.

Reese watched almost greedily, and she even ignored the mellow voice she always liked.

Looking at Reese's dumbfounded expression and bright blue eyes, Snape felt really helpless. No one had ever described his appearance in a positive way. Why did Reese always stare at him in a daze? He was very inappropriate, but Ruisi gave him the feeling that he had seen a rare treasure, and it might be a piano with excellent sound for Ruisi.

"Miss Christian!" Snape could only put on a serious expression.

"Yes, Professor Snape." Looking at her, when she was unfamiliar with her, she would just blushed and stammered and lowered her head, but now she even looked at herself with an expression of grievance and accusation. He was still Hogwarts. Is this the scariest professor here, how can you be so frustrated.

"Don't you think you should explain something?" Snape tapped his fingertips on the desk.

"I just went to play the piano." Thinking of this, Ruisi felt even more aggrieved. First, she ignored her for several days, but then she accused her as soon as she opened her mouth. Oh, her girlish heart is broken into pieces.

"So, don't you have anything more important to explain?" Snape didn't want to quarrel with her at this moment. Obviously, they had more important things to resolve. Originally, he wanted to wait for Reese to speak out. But with the incident like the mermaid Ruisi, I can no longer wait for the snail to take the initiative to extend its tentacles.

"Em...I don't know." Reese was a little nervous. She had hidden too many secrets. She was not stupid. Many things could not be put on the table. The wizarding world is incredible, and she loves to confide in people, and it makes her feel terrible to have these things on her mind, but who can she tell.

Reese lowered her head to hold the quail, and her heart was beating drums. It must be her unnatural performance that aroused the suspicion of the extremely sensitive man in front of her.

"Race, look at me." The professor came to her at some point, and Reese's eyes widened in shock. The professor was so close that Reese could count his eyelashes.

"What do you think of me?" Looking at each other, those black eyes penetrated deeply into Reese's heart, tempting her to tell everything.

"I..." Reese was tongue-tied, she didn't know what to say, he was so close, his voice surrounded her, rubbing her ears into her head like a hand.

"Shh! Think clearly." As always, Reese could clearly see the movement of his lips and teeth when he bit the words.

She felt a little dehydrated, her mouth was dry, her heart was beating violently, as if it hit her throat, there was a dull pain, I like you, I like you, every cell is clamoring, want to hug you, want to Soothing your troubles, wanting to take you as my own, wanting to make you my flesh and blood, these thoughts are scrambling to get out of my mouth.

"I like you." I should be a madman. If I said it so bluntly, the professor would definitely mock me and throw me out. Reese blushed and lowered her head, growling to herself angrily.

"Is this the truth?" Snape didn't expect her to say that, and couldn't help but blush quietly, thinking that she would make a joke for a while.

"Then you should be more honest with me." Snape pretended to clear his throat to calm himself down. It was the first time he faced such a scene, even if he was as calm as Snape, he couldn't keep his face paralyzed.

"You won't believe it." Reese also understood what Snape wanted to know, she said a little discouraged, even she couldn't believe such a thing.

"Tryme." Snape felt that the girl didn't trust him too much.

Reese bit her lips nervously and took a deep breath: "I wasn't originally a mermaid, the Germans are far away from the sea, I went to university in London and studied music, I always wanted to be a great artist, and then I died, When I want to come over, I become a mermaid."

As he had guessed, Snape nodded for her to continue.

"The food of mermaids is human beings. The only way to get rid of this habit is to find someone, fall in love and give a kiss of true love." In the end, Reese's voice became smaller and smaller, no matter how many times she said this thing, it was too embarrassing Sorry.

"This is true, although it sounds like a stupid delusion..." Reese added another sentence, who would believe such a whimsical thing, Reese denied herself pessimistically.

"Well, this really looks like an unrealistically stupid delusion of an adolescent brat." See, she knew no one would believe it, and now the professor must think she is a stupid fish with a blistered brain.

"But the facts are here, and I have to believe it." Professor Snape pretended to believe it with difficulty, what a silly girl, in fact, he would really think so if he hadn't glimpsed a part of the facts.

"You believe me!" Reese raised her red head and looked at him with joy.

"If your head isn't damaged by blisters, you should understand what I'm saying." Snape looked at Reese's vitality again, and replied with slightly raised lips.

On the first day of class, Ruisi swept away yesterday's slump and appeared in the classroom refreshed. It was great that the professor knew everything and believed her.

The author has something to say: Ruisi, who has taken away all the secrets and hasn't received any reply, will light the wax for you.