[HP] Can you be gentle with me

"Are you admitting it?" Anderson's voice suddenly trembled. "You admit that you killed my father?"

"Of course not." Tahlia frowned. "I just said that you want to avenge me, please go."

Anderson jumped back a few steps. "Anyway, I know you admitted—" he said. "Sure enough, you used some method to escape the trial──"

"Mr. Anderson—"

"Waton...Professor──" Deliberately emphasizing the word professor, Anderson smirked. "I think I figured it out..." He said slowly. "I will be there on time for confinement." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Tahlia to say anything else, she turned around and walked out of the classroom.

Watching Anderson leave, Tahlia wasn't angry either, she just leaned back on the back of the chair comfortably and smiled, anyway, her goal has been achieved, right?

Not long after Anderson left, the door was pushed open again, and with just a glance, Tahlia knew who it was—I don't know when, she hadn't seen any clothes other than black on Snape, Probably after graduation...they were all still wearing school uniforms at school.

It's also hard for Tahlia to imagine Snape wearing other colors of clothes now, he seems to be born to wear black clothes, and he was born very tall, the feeling of looking down on people will always give other people a strong oppression ...

"Why did you do that?"

Snape's voice sounded, and Tahlia realized that she seemed to be in a daze for a while, and spoke after recovering. "Did you hear that?"

Snape nodded, and casually pulled out a chair and sat down. "The act of setting up an enemy...I don't think it's wise."

"I've made enough enemies, Severus…" Tahlia smiled wryly. "Not bad for such a child, what threat can he pose to me as a child?"

Snape frowned. "Everyone grows up."

"Of course I know he's going to grow up...but people's minds change with age, don't they?" Tahlia smiled. "Perhaps Anderson will let it go after he matures..."

"I strongly doubt that," Snape said flatly.

Things like revenge will not be let go easily.

Tahlia chuckled. "Okay, Severus—I think I'm good enough for Anderson…" she asked, standing up. "Today is also in the cellar?"

Snape nodded slowly and followed suit. "I have some thoughts about Hoggicus' Law..."

"Okay..." Tahlia cleaned up some things on the table, followed Snape, and they both left the classroom.

Tahlia was right.

Anderson has settled down a lot. In fact, according to his performance, he can almost be regarded as a hardworking and good student. The only thing that remains the same is the way he stares at Tahlia. It is the same as before, and like most people's eyes towards Tahlia, with resentment , I wish I could kill her.

But eyes can't kill...

Tahlia is used to, no, numbness... Numbness to this kind of hateful stare being thrown at her, in fact, if Dumbledore disclosed her spy status to everyone, there would be a lot less such stares, but they couldn't do that ──

The fewer people who know about this, the less difficult it will be for her to break in again after Voldemort returns in the future. If she spreads the word now and let the entire wizarding world know her identity, let alone Voldemort, she herself will It was impossible to believe that she would still be his most loyal subordinate.

"By the way, Severus──" Tahlia suddenly thought of something and looked up from the book, but when she saw Snape looking at her with raised eyebrows, she stuttered. "Well... this weekend I want to go to Diagon Alley - buy some clothes..." she said in a broken voice. "I was thinking... Maybe you have something you want to buy?"

"Clothes?" Snape narrowed his eyes.

"It's actually Harry's clothes…" Tahlia muttered before speaking in a normal voice. "I was thinking, if you want to buy something too... maybe you... er, maybe I can buy it for you?" He swallowed the words that he was about to blurt out to invite Snape to Diagon Alley together , changed to help him bring back things.

"No need." Snape said flatly.

"Okay... I'll just ask..."

"I'll go with you."

Tahlia blinked, feeling her head stop for a moment.

"If you just wanted to do my shopping, you wouldn't have mentioned it to me days earlier..." Snape continued. "And I don't have anything planned for this weekend."

Tahlia still looked stunned, her mouth slightly opened but no sound came out.

Snape raised an eyebrow again. "Even if you take... that child, you can go shopping without hindrance - not to mention the people around... I don't think they are friendly to you at all."

"I...actually—" Tahlia finally found her voice. "I didn't intend to take Harry with me..." After all, she would also go to Knockturn Alley, and she would never take Harry with her, not to mention the question Snape just raised. "You... you still want to go?"

"I said my weekends are currently free," Snape said flatly.

So Snape was really going to go with her...

Tahlia felt deeply shocked. Recently, Snape would always agree to her requests unexpectedly. Even after two months, she was still not used to it.

"You really want to come with me?" she asked.

Snape closed the book with a snap, looking straight at Tahlia. "I'm free so I can go--what's your opinion on that?"

"No..." Tahlia flinched, it seemed that Snape's aura was much stronger than when he was with Voldemort before. "So... I'll come here in the morning—" she said. "Use your hearth to go..."

Snape nodded, reached for a piece of parchment, and began to study it, and they stopped talking about it.

For the next few days, Tahlia was in a tense state.

Even though she told herself more than once that it was just to buy something, it was no big deal, she still had uncontrollable thoughts.

Even McGonagall sensed something was wrong with her, and asked her privately.

"Tahlia, I see you've been absent-minded for the past few days, what happened?" McGonagall asked worriedly.

Tahlia shook her head blankly. "No."

McGonagall still looked at Tahlia worriedly.

"Minerva, you said..." Tahlia murmured. "Do you think there's anything wrong with Severus?"

"Severus?" McGonagall's concern instantly turned to confusion at Tahlia's words, and he frowned. "It looks normal to me... What happened to you and him?"

She is not unaware of the recent contact between the two of them. At that time, she was quite pleased that these two young people who had known each other since their school days could get along well. But now that Tahlia asked this, is there any conflict between them? ?

Tahlia shook her head, still speaking in a murmured tone. "Maybe he's going to buy potion ingredients... so don't worry I'll buy it for him—" She seemed to forget that McGonagall was there. "That's why I want to go there myself..."

As he spoke, he walked away slowly, leaving McGangall standing there with a puzzled face, and Tahlia still didn't understand why Snape offered to go to Diagon Alley with her.

The weekend is coming soon.

Tahlia showed up at the door of Snape's office on time, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door a few times.

After a while, the door opened automatically, and Tahlia walked in, noticing that Snape was not in the office.

"Wait." There was a sound from the door further back, probably Snape also knew she was coming.

Tahlia responded, and began to walk casually, glancing at a few parchments on his desk──

'Hope and disillusionment can enable users to realize their inner desires, but those who are contrary to reality will be completely destroyed...'

'Tears of the Eternal Ning... It is said to be the teardrops that the dragon shed when it swallowed its last breath. Because dragons seldom shed tears, let alone when they took their last breath, this formula has been recognized as non-existent..."

Tahlia smiled.

Sure enough, Snape's favorite thing was potions, even if he emphasized countless times that he loved studying black magic...or defense, it couldn't conceal his strong interest and enthusiasm for potions.

The door to the inner room opened, and Tahlia turned her head to see Snape coming out, still in black, with a sullen face, as if that had become his regular expression.

"Good morning," she said.

"Morning." Snape replied dryly, the corner of his mouth seemed to twitch slightly, he walked quickly to the fireplace, grabbed a handful of Floo powder and threw it into the fireplace, shouting as the green fire burst out. "Diagon Alley." He stepped in and disappeared.

Tahlia smiled wryly, feeling helpless that Snape left without warning. Sure enough, he just had something he wanted to buy. Even if she didn't say to go, Snape would have gone by himself──stepped forward and grabbed one Take the powder and step into the fireplace.

But to her surprise, when she stepped out of the fireplace in Diagon Alley, she found Snape waiting there, staring at her with a black face.

"Sorry." Tahlia said straight away, and before Snape could say anything, she had a hunch that what he wanted to say was definitely something like an accusation that she was moving too slowly.

Snape nodded slowly, turned around and walked forward, and Tahlia hurriedly followed behind. It seemed that Snape was leading her forward.

They were moving fast, mainly because the crowd was driven back by Snape's aura ahead before they could even see their faces, and by the time they realized it was the Tahlia Watson they hated. By then, the two of them had already left.

Snape's willingness to come along did save Tahlia a lot of trouble, at least she didn't have to deal with the angry-looking crowd.

Taking the wrapped bag full of Harry's clothes from the clerk - even though the clerk seemed reluctant to sell her the items - Tahlia hurried out of the robe shop, fearing to keep Snape waiting, he will be angry again.

But Snape wasn't outside.

But there were a bunch of people waiting outside.

"It's all crowded here, is there any special offer here today?" Tahlia asked with a smirk.

Those people didn't say a word, just stared at Tahlia angrily.

"Obviously not, I just bought something after all," she continued. "So you don't get in the way here too──" After finishing speaking, he raised his foot and wanted to pass through the crowd.

"Evil woman." A disdainful voice came out.

Tahlia ignored the voice, but after she tried a few times and found that the people didn't want her to leave at all, she spoke anyway. "What are you trying to do?" She frowned.

Then another voice sounded, but it wasn't any of the crowd.

"What the hell are you doing!"