[HP] Can you be gentle with me

"You're unreasonable!" Snape growled.He completely forgot the idea that he couldn't be easily affected by Tahlia's emotions in his mind just now. "This is to destroy the Dark Lord!"

"The unreasonable person has never been me." Tahlia said indifferently. "You put forward your reasons, I naturally have the right to choose to accept or not to accept──"

"But you should accept it!" Snape stood up, fists clenched unconsciously, trying to resist the irrational urge to point at Tahlia.

"Maybe…" Tahlia was deadpan.

Snape took a few deep breaths, and suddenly remembered that he shouldn't be throwing a temper tantrum like this, which didn't help the situation at all. "I beg you, Tahlia..." He closed his eyes, then slowly opened them again, feeling a little less emotionally restrained. "You know it's impossible for me to just leave my school job, so why don't we each take a step back?" he said. "I promise that I will do my best to study the potion, and you just need to come to the school and take some time to look after those students—" After a pause, something suddenly occurred to him, and he spoke again with a strange expression on his face. "You can also bring Nigel over here... I think there's enough space in the school for you... to live." He felt that he had exhausted the most gentle words in his life at this moment. "This is beneficial to everyone. It allows me to spend my time on research, and it also allows you to have another income, even if you said you are not short of money—"

Tahlia visibly froze for a moment, though she recovered quickly, lowered her head, and spoke softly to Harry. "Who told you to tell others about us casually?"

"I..." Harry shrank his neck. "I'm sorry, Tahlia──" He didn't mean it either, but he just slipped his tongue accidentally, and for a moment forgot the warning that Tahlia gave that he couldn't casually disclose information to others. "I will not do it again……"

"You better not." Tahlia warned again in a low voice before looking up at Snape. "So you've made up your mind to send me back to school?"

Snape nodded slowly.

It seemed that he had just mentioned something just now, and this gave him a glimmer of hope, and he felt that Tahlia's attitude had eased a lot.

Tahlia blinked, but said nothing, then took Harry's hand, walked slowly to the fireplace, threw a handful of Floo powder into it, and without turning her head, she just opened her mouth. "If you think of anything that threatens me again, I'll kill you, Snape."

Snape was about to clarify that he hadn't thought anything of it, but there was no chance, because Tahlia pulled Potter into the fireplace and disappeared as soon as he dropped the sentence.

As if drained of strength, Snape slumped back in his chair, staring blankly at the unfinished food on the table.

He didn't think that the short conversation just now seemed to consume all his energy. Fortunately, the conversation just almost got out of control, not out of control, or like the time when he was kicked out of the house before.

What did Tahlia mean in the end, should he agree to his proposal?

This is probably the most rewarding part of this conversation.

Tahlia Watson is returning to Hogwarts again... as a professor, no, as a teaching assistant──

"Tahlia, didn't you say you didn't want to go back?"

A month passed quickly, and seeing Tahlia waving her wand and ordering the packing, Harry asked, sprawled on the sofa.

Tahlia glared at Harry. "Who do you think I am for?"

Harry smiled awkwardly, and turned to find Nigel looking at him with displeasure. "do what?"

"You told Tahlia to go back where she didn't want to go!" Nigel said accusingly, pointing his finger at Harry's nose. "I decided to hate you too!"

"You hate me, who will tell you a story in the future!" Harry stared back without flinching at all.

Nigel was caught in a tangle for a moment, and the distressed look on his childish face seemed completely inconsistent.

Harry couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Forget it, you won't hate me." He said confidently, his chin raised slightly. "We are a family, so we don't hate each other."

"You two—" Tahlia's voice drifted over faintly, causing the two children to freeze instantly. "If you don't organize your things again, I'll leave you here."

"Let's go right away!" Harry said immediately, grabbed Nigel and rushed into their small room. After a while, the sound of packing things up came from inside.

After the two of them closed the door, Tahlia's face darkened.

It seemed that only Tahlia was not very satisfied with this matter. Although Nigel always said that he didn't like things that Tahlia didn't like, he was actually very excited about the fact that they were going to Hogwarts. When Tahlia took them to the station by means of transportation, she could hardly sit still, and her walk was bouncing, and Harry, who was following beside her, racked her brains to find ways to get him to obediently let her lead her away.

On the train to Hogwarts, Tahlia was completely lost.

She never thought that one day she would get on this train again.

Never thought about it.

Seemingly sensing that Tahlia was in a bad mood, Nigel sat quietly on the side after getting on the train, carefully watching Tahlia, feeling uneasy about his excited behavior just now.

"Nigel." Seeing this, Harry spoke immediately. "Did you know? There's a big library at the school! You're sure to find lots and lots of books about your favorite potions in there!"

Nigel's attention was indeed drawn right away, his eyes sparkling, and he began to listen to Harry's description of the school's large library.

Tahlia didn't listen to a word, and kept staring out the window with empty eyes, Harry was used to Tahlia being so dazed.

Because that's what she would do every time Nigel was poring over the potions book he'd asked for from Tahlia.

Harry felt that Tahlia looked strangely sad at this moment, much more so than when she had told himself about his responsibility in earnest.

But she never stopped Nigel from liking potions—at best, she just passively refused to answer any of Nigel's questions about potions. In fact, although she never answered, within a few days, Harry discovered that Nigel There will always be a book that just happens to answer his puzzles silently in his potion collection.

Because of this, it seems that Nigel's interest in potions has not diminished, but has intensified──

Draco said that Professor Snape's potions are very powerful. The only pity is that Tahlia made it clear that Nigel can't have a word with Professor Snape, otherwise he is sure that Nigel will definitely be because of Snape's expertise in potions. I am happy to be such an outstanding teacher.

Although Professor Snape is currently making potions for himself that can benefit his health, since Tahlia asked them to ignore him, it means that Professor Snape must have some purpose in talking to them, and wants to get something from them-

He should have been more cautious in the face of Professor Snape's questioning before, and thought angrily—maybe he should also follow Nigel's example, simply not saying a word, not giving a single response, maybe it would be the best safe──

There are many people in the wizarding world who can be against them.

Tahlia once said that before you can be sure that a person will be your most reliable backing, you must be the most wary of anyone──

She'd saved them a lot of trouble, at least he'd known early on that Sirius would never hurt himself, or Nigel, or Tahlia.

It seemed that it had become a habit for him and Nigel to leave it to Tahlia to judge whether someone could be trusted—that's why they were able to get to know Draco as a good friend.

Unknowingly, the sky outside the window darkened, but Tahlia didn't seem to notice it, she was still staring out of the window in a daze, not even noticing that the train was gradually slowing down, until Harry gently pushed her arm.

"Here we go, Tahlia," Harry said, under the confused gaze of Tahlia's refocused eyes. "The train is coming to a stop."

"Really..." Tahlia muttered to herself, stood up, opened the door of the box, turned her head and ordered. "Take Nigel." In her left hand she carried only a small bag, in which almost all of their luggage was stuffed.

Harry nodded, and Nigel obediently stretched out his small hand, waiting for Harry to hold it.

One big and two small got off the train, the platform was very dark, only flickering lights. "We have to go the next way, remember to follow me-"

"You don't have to trouble, Professor Watson." A hoarse, but loud voice suddenly sounded.

Tahlia turned in reflex, pointing her wand straight at the shadow where the sound came from.

"Don't, don't be so nervous..." The owner of the voice walked out slowly, looking a little frightened, he was so tall that Harry and Nigel couldn't help but exclaimed.

He held his hands up and said. "it's me……"

"Hagrid," Tahlia called, lowering her wand slowly. "haven't seen you for a long time."

"Yeah, five years!" Hagrid said brightly.

"What are you doing here?" Tahlia asked.

"Oh, the principal asked me to pick you up—he said it's not convenient for you to walk such a long distance with two young children—" Hagrid replied, pointing behind him. "There's a wagon there, you know--the kind you used to ride to school, and I got a few nice boys who volunteered to pull it, though it was because I promised to give 'em some fresh food--well, what the hell Well—anyway, you can take a carriage to the castle." He said cheerfully.

"I didn't see Albus give me a carriage when I came last time—" Tahlia said lightly, but still motioned for the two children behind her to follow her. "Lumos." The mantra was whispered, and under the light from the wand, the carriage ahead appeared in their sight.

Tahlia had been able to see the two cart-drawing creatures in front of the carriage for a long time, as early as when she was still in school, after a certain summer vacation, Bella, the crazy woman, took her to see something, she could see it.

Only the two children in front of them looked out curiously, confused because the carriage moved by itself, but it seemed that they only thought that the carriage might have been casted with a spell, and didn't ask much.

Tahlia wasn't sure whether she would be happier seeing thestrals or not.

She can't tell whether she has seen death or never experienced this cruel growth in a greenhouse.

Even though she wished all the time that she could hide in her world and not care about anything.

Sitting in the carriage, the journey to the castle seemed to be shortened a lot. After a while, the gate of the castle was in sight.

Tahlia led Harry and the others down a familiar corridor, her goal being the headmaster's office.

To her surprise, when she opened the office door, Snape was in there.