[HP] Can you be gentle with me

So Tahlia officially resigned from Gringotts, no matter what the goblins tried to keep her.

She will arrive at the school after the Christmas holidays. After all, the first half of the school term is coming to an end now. Looking at Dumbledore's smiling face, she doesn't want to feel sorry for the tiring old man who claims to be a substitute for half a term. .

Harry can already walk, and he walks around in her small apartment every day, and of course he often falls down... However, she has never heard Harry cry because of any pain, once he lost his balance, His forehead hit the table leg heavily, and it was swollen into a big lump. It hurts to look at it, but he just kept his mouth stubborn and didn't say a word.

He would cry only when Harry was left alone in a certain space, and it continued until he saw Tahlia, so she didn't dare to leave him alone in the room when he was awake anymore.

But this situation didn't last long, Harry seemed to be able to understand some words, and he could see that Tahlia just went out for a while, and didn't mean to leave him, gradually, Harry hardly cried anymore.

Tahlia has visited Draco many times, and of course, Harry will also go, he seems to be very interested in this shiny-haired, pink kid who is about his own age, and will often pinch Draco's face curiously, and Not much control.

Draco, who has been cared for since he was a child, has never been so stimulated, he would cry every time, but when he saw Harry staring at him blankly, he also tilted his head. "Pfft?" He stopped crying after uttering a single sound, and looked at Harry with a silly smile, which made Lucius feel helpless.

How could his own son have such a demented reaction... thanks to him being a Malfoy.

This year, Tahlia spent Christmas at Malfoy Manor.

After enjoying the sumptuous Christmas dinner, the three adults and two children returned to the living room. Tahlia let the two children play aside and sat quietly on the sofa. Both Lucius and the others wisely did not disturb her in a daze .

Finally, Tahlia murmured. "Tell me, do you still remember that your father kept a diary?"

It took Lucius a moment to realize that Tahlia was talking to him, and opened his mouth in a daze. "My father?" He shook his head. "No, I never saw him keep a diary."

"Actually he wrote it." Tahlia was still muttering, as if she wasn't talking to Lucius at all, but talking to herself. "I think it's time for you to see..."

"What are you talking about?" Lucius frowned.

Tahlia seemed emotionally unstable today, he had never seen her look so blank and empty.

Tahlia looked up, smiling. "I once found your father's diary in the study, Lucius──" She opened her interspatial bag, took out a worn black book from it, and handed it to Lucius. "He kept a diary, but you never found out."

Lucius took it with a confused face, and slowly flipped through the first page...

The previous expression looked very embarrassed, as if he was speechless about his father's description of himself, but after a certain page, his expression instantly became uneasy, and the speed of flipping through the page was much rougher. Finally, he raised his head , with a look of panic on his face, he slammed the diary shut.

Taking a deep breath, he spoke. "And you're only now telling me—"

"If I had told you earlier, would you still be alive now?" Tahlia replied flatly, making Lucius shut his mouth obediently.

She is right.

He really didn't have the confidence to hide his emotions from the Dark Lord's perfection.

Tahlia felt that Lucius' reaction was definitely very calm, and he stood up slowly, taking another deep breath. "Is that the book?" After getting a nod, Feiya rushed out of the living room, leaving Narcissa with a confused face, looking at Tahlia in embarrassment.

"Luc he...?" She forced out a sentence.

"You'll find out later, I think Lucius will tell you."

After a while, Lucius came back with that diary, and threw it on the table in disgust. He really couldn't believe that he had such respect for this thing before... His face was also very ugly.

"I think the reason you told me was because you wanted to destroy this…thing?" He frowned, staring at the diary.

Tahlia nodded, stood up, and put the diary away. "That's why he escaped death, Lucius──Now, Narcissa is waiting for your explanation...I should leave too." Saying that, he called Harry, and when he staggered to his side Pick him up. "Maybe I won't be here as often in the future, you know... I'll be at school—"

Draco at the side seemed to vaguely understand the meaning of this sentence, and hurried over, grabbing Tahlia's skirt. "Tahli—"

Smiling, he knelt down and stroked Draco's soft hair. "It's not like I won't come again, come, say goodbye to Harry──"

"See you!" Draco called obediently.And Harry waved his little hand happily.

He left Malfoy Manor with Harry.

She went to school to find the whereabouts of the Horcrux that Voldemort mentioned earlier, she convinced herself that this was also a very important reason, too many things were crowded together before, so she almost forgot about it, until recently, It wasn't until she met Lucius that she realized that now that Voldemort had disappeared, it was a good time for her to start destroying the Horcruxes.

And a few days later, she took Harry to sit in one of the boxes on the train to the school. Of course, she could apparate to the vicinity of the school by herself, but Harry was still too young, so she could only take the train .

Harry's curiosity was written all over his face, he was lying on the window watching the scenery whizzing by outside, his mouth was always open. "Trees!" he yelled.

"Yes, that's a tree." Little Harry seemed to have inherited his parents' wit, and Tahlia remembered that he had only casually mentioned to him once that the leafy thing on the street was called a tree. "Lots of trees," Tahlia said, hugging Harry back and letting him sit in the chair, drawing out his wand when he let out a disgruntled noise. "Want to watch me do magic?"

Harry immediately looked at Tahlia with glowing eyes, which was the expression he would definitely show every time Tahlia said that.

So, the whole journey was spent in the colorful sparks from Tahlia's wand, or some moving patterns sprayed out, which made Harry giggle non-stop.

None of the students came back yet, and this was the first Christmas since Voldemort's rumored death, and apparently all the students chose to go home and spend it with their parents.

Tahlia walked down the school corridor holding Harry with one hand and dragging the suitcase with the other.

She was back here again, a place full of her happy memories.

There was a person standing in front of him, and after Tahlia got closer, he finally saw the person's face clearly.

"Professor McGonagall," she called.

The dark-haired witch smiled. "I'm not your professor anymore, Tahlia, you will be a professor starting tomorrow, I think you should at least call me by my name."

She had heard all about Tahlia in these years from Dumbledore, and she felt distressed, yes, even though Tahlia was not a student of her own house, she still felt distressed, and at the same time felt a little guilty, for her last few years in Tahlia's school Be very harsh on her.

"Minerva." Tahlia corrected.

McGonagll looked satisfied and nodded. "Your office is on the third floor, you haven't forgotten the way here, have you?"

"Of course," Tahlia said. "I haven't been away for a long time..." Although it feels like I have been away for a lifetime. "Although I'm not as familiar with this castle as Sirius and the others..." The voice trailed off.

James is dead, Peter is missing...

And she indirectly caused these things—

Sensing Tahlia's desolate look, McGonagll coughed lightly. "Anyway, what I want to say is, there's a staff meeting before dinner, don't forget to attend... Also, look around you, Tahlia."

Tahlia turned her head, saw Harry following her, and looked at McGonagll suspiciously.

McGonagll gave her another smile. "Look, aren't James and Lily still alive?"

With black hair that flopped up in a mess that never seemed to be neat, coupled with those jewel-like green eyes, Harry stared blankly at Tahlia, making her laugh instantly.

She remembered the expression James would put on every time he was puzzled, just like Harry now, with his head slightly tilted and his face innocent.

McGonagll was right, they did survive.Their spirit will grow with Harry forever.

"I won't forget to be there." She smiled. "Thank you."

The staff meeting was unremarkable, just discussing some small issues about the students, if you don't count Snape always looking at her with a thoughtful expression...

She had been waiting for Snape to uncontrollably pull out his wand and cast a spell on herself, but it had been so long since she showed up at the door of his apartment, he was really very gentle with himself, after all, for Snape, it was just plain Talking to her is already considered gentle, which is in sharp contrast to the previous attitude of wanting to kill her as soon as he saw her.

What is he thinking?

"I thought you were trying to kill me," Tahlia said after the meeting, when she finally decided to stop Snape.

Snape raised an eyebrow. "If you continue with the previous way of speaking, I really don't mind killing you."

Tahlia wisely didn't continue this topic. Snape obviously didn't like her previous stern attitude, but she really didn't intend to act like that now. After all, Voldemort would not appear again in a short time, she didn't like it at all. Need to live so tired...

"It won't be like that, Severus," she said softly. "I'm sorry earlier."

Snape froze for a moment, and spoke softly. "Need not."

"No, I'm really sorry..." Tahlia said guiltily. "I couldn't save Lily──"

This sentence was interrupted directly by Snape, who jerked his head down and stared at Tahlia. "Never, don't mention her in front of me, Tahlia, I'll just say it once..."

Tahlia shuts her mouth.

"If you have nothing else to do, I have something to do…" Snape said. "Let me remind you that the students will be back tomorrow, and you should also be prepared—" After finishing speaking, Tahlia left without waiting for any response.

Tahlia smiled wryly.

Sure enough, even if Snape didn't intend to kill her, he couldn't be expected to treat her nicely...

The next day, Tahlia spent the whole day arranging her office and playing with Harry. In fact, arranging is just putting things where they should be. The office still looked empty.

She didn't need to prepare any teaching syllabus. The former professor who was said to be seriously ill left a large volume of textbooks. She flipped through them and felt that the textbooks were actually quite constructive. Unfortunately, he was seriously ill. , otherwise it should be a good teacher.

So she didn't bother to rewrite a textbook.

When the dinner was about to start, Tahlia ordered the house-elf in the school to prepare a small meal for Harry, and carefully told him to stay in this office obediently, and asked the house-elf to watch over him by the way. Go to the lobby.

Not long after she sat on the teacher's seat at the front, the door opened, and the students poured in. No one bothered to see any changes in the teacher's seat. After all, no one would have thought that there would be a change of teacher after the Christmas holiday, so they walked in directly. They sat down at the dining table of the college they belonged to, chatting and waiting for the headmaster to announce the start of the dinner.

Dumbledore stood up, cleared his throat, and spoke. "Welcome, I think this is a feast worth celebrating—" he said. "However, before you enjoy your meal, I would like to introduce a new professor—"

At this moment, the eyes of some students were attracted, and they looked curiously at the only fresh face in the teacher's seat, Tahlia.

"I think you should remember that the venerable Professor Wright fell seriously ill and could no longer teach you Defense Against the Dark Arts, and I am very happy to invite this Professor Watson next to me. In the future, she will be the Teacher of the subject Defense Against the Dark Arts."

The stage was silent.

No one clapped, no one made a sound, and Tahlia knew exactly why...

Sure enough, there was a sudden commotion in Gryffindor.

A blond boy rushed out with his wand held high. Although he was stopped by several senior students, he couldn't stop him from shouting.

"She killed my dad!" It was the youngest son of the Anderson family. "She's a Death Eater!"