[HP] Can you be gentle with me

Tahlia would soon be able to leave the hospital wing, and Pomfrey seemed to have been persuaded by Dumbledore that she would take the potion, Snape's potion, on a regular basis.

Only then did Merlin realize why Snape suddenly kindly agreed to make potions for her...

But she didn't wonder for long, because the day after she was able to return to her office, Snape showed up at her door.

"What's the matter with you?" Tahlia asked in a clearly impatient tone.

Snape frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, just took out a small bottle of transparent potion from his arms, and handed it to Tahlia.

"what is this?"

"I think if you take it regularly, it should keep you alive—" Snape said slowly.

This is where Tahlia is puzzled.

Even though Snape was exceptionally gifted in potions, it was definitely difficult to ask him to help make something, if it wasn't by order, then there must have been some quid pro quo...

The condition that Snape agrees to study to remove the soul tablet from Harry's body is that she gets the school to share the work for him──

"Actually, you don't have to agree to Albus," she said, seeing Snape froze for a moment. "Now you should focus on studying that thing, shouldn't you?"

In any case, she has made it clear that eradicating the soul piece is the top priority, and everything else is secondary, even her own physical condition...

"It's not a conflict," Snape said. "I've already finished that Potter thing..."

Tahlia didn't hide her surprise for a moment, opening her mouth slightly.

"I'm done, Tahlia──" Then he took out another small bottle of dull purple potion, secretly hoping to let the woman in front of him discover something. "Perhaps we should try it now?"

"You're right..." Tahlia said in a daze, then backed away.

She had thought that it would take a while for Snape to succeed... She was almost starting to worry, because there was definitely so little time left before Voldemort could recover his strength, and if he hadn't been able to invent the potion, then what she had done before All your efforts are in vain──

And now that Snape had brought the good news out of the blue, she could admit without hesitation that she was happy about it, happy from the bottom of her heart...

"Harry, can you come here?" Tahlia shouted at the top of her voice almost as soon as the office door was closed.

Completely forgetting that she wasn't supposed to show her joy so obviously, especially in front of Snape.

That was the exact opposite of what she had been trying to do before.

Snape was also stunned for a while, he hadn't seen Tahlia with such joy on his face for a long time, it was really a long time—

He never knew that when he saw the happy smile on Tahlia's face, he would feel such a strong impact on his chest, as if it would burst out of his chest in the next second.

Harry didn't keep them waiting too long, it should be said that within a few seconds after Tahlia yelled, he had poked his head through the first open door in the office, frowning undisguisedly when he saw Snape frown.

Tahlia walked over directly, pulled Harry out of the small room, and impatiently made him sit on the sofa. Before he could speak, she turned her head and spoke to Snape. "How do I use this?" asked, shaking the potion bottle filled with dark purple liquid that Snape had just handed to her.

"Let me do it." Snape took the medicine bottle without further explanation, and took a few steps forward.

This move made Harry shrink back subconsciously, as if he was protesting that he didn't want Snape to get too close to him...

Snape frowned. "Potter, grow up," he said reflexively.

But this sentence made Harry explode in anger instantly, and he jumped up from the sofa, and he didn't know where the courage came from, and suddenly yelled at Snape under Tahlia's stunned gaze. "I don't want to be killed by you like Tahlia!" To put it bluntly, since he was sure that Snape hurt Tahlia that day, he hated this gloomy man less and less.

Besides, he hates people saying that he is immature.

This sentence stunned the two adults.

At the moment, the only thought in Snape's mind was that, sure enough, Potter was born specifically for him—it was obvious that Tahlia, who was already in a good mood beside him, suddenly slumped because of Harry's words.

He knew that he shouldn't cast that spell because of a moment of anger, and he also knew what he had to say at this time, thinking, managed to force a smile, and turned his head away. "Tahlia, about that night..."

"What night?" Tahlia replied stiffly.

"I'm out of control," Snape said quietly. "I know I shouldn't act so impulsively—"

"No need." Tahlia interrupted Snape flatly. "Anyway, it's not the first time, and I don't really care." After speaking, she turned her head away, which clearly showed that she had no intention of continuing this topic.Speak to Harry. "Harry, you really should grow up," she said. "Sit still."

Harry had no choice but to sit back on the chair aggrieved, he just felt that Snape was very annoying, even if the potion in his hand might really solve the problem of his constant nightmare──

With Tahlia's words, Snape was finally able to step forward without causing Harry to try to dodge. "Potter, look up," he ordered.

It has to be said that seeing the child who looks exactly like old Potter obediently obediently obeyed despite his reluctance, he felt a surge of joy in his heart──

"Stop your morbid vengeance, Snape." Tahlia's voice sounded cold. "Even if you didn't say anything, your expression showed it. Harry and James were never the same." There was a pause. "What's more, you always stay at—forget it..." She closed her mouth.He raised his chin slightly to signal Snape to hurry up before murmuring. "It's pointless to talk to you about it anyway."

At this time Snape had already carefully unscrewed the small bottle of potion because he heard what Tahlia said earlier, so he didn't hear her whisper afterwards. After steadying Harry's head, he carefully turned the potion bottle slightly. Pour it out, and then, the liquid inside dripped accurately on the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead──

"Oh!" Harry exclaimed in pain.Subconsciously wanted to struggle, but that was clearly expected by Snape, the hand holding him with the left hand held his head firmly, and the right hand continued to pour out some of the remaining potion.

The liquid didn't slide off his forehead instantly, but disappeared as if absorbed into Harry's scar the moment it touched Harry's scar.

"Tahlia, it hurts!" Harry yelled loudly, and now his body was writhing incessantly, trying to break free from Snape's grip. "Really hurts!"

"Be quiet, Potter!" Snape could feel the boy struggling so hard that he even had to really struggle to get the little child on the sofa to sit obediently. "You don't understand what the most painful thing in this world is—"

"Say it as if you understand." Tahlia snorted coldly. "Let go of him..." said, after Snape let go of Harry in a daze, he stepped forward and sat beside him.

A second before the potion dripped on Harry's forehead, a thought flashed through her mind—what if it wasn't a successful potion?But the thought only flashed for a brief moment, at least when it came to potions, she could trust Snape's word for it.

He said it was done, and that was really done.

"How are you feeling?" Tahlia asked softly after Harry finally stopped screaming for pain. "Does it still hurt?"

Harry blinked and squeezed out the tears that had accidentally appeared in his eye sockets, then shook his head slowly and spoke. "Not now."

Then it probably worked.

Sure enough, it was the right choice for her to come back specially, and seeing Harry's current appearance does not have any adverse effects, wait, it is not without any influence──

Almost in the next second, Harry quickly closed his eyes. If Tahlia hadn't clearly known what Harry looked like when he was asleep, she would almost have thought that something had gone wrong...

Breathing a sigh of relief, Tahlia couldn't help smiling when she saw the dark-haired little boy lying on the sofa defenseless and deeply asleep. "Thank you." She said softly.

Snape shook his head. "This is what I promised."

"This means—" Tahlia said, without turning her head away, but stood up slowly. "I don't have to stay here any longer."

"What?" Snape couldn't react for a moment, and was stunned.

"You won't forget the conditions on which I promised to help you at school, right?" Tahlia raised her eyebrows and said flatly. "Now that you've finished the potion - I'm grateful for that, so there's no need for me to be here..."

For a while, Snape couldn't say anything, but his head finally started to turn again after seeing the potion he had just given to Tahlia on the small table nearby that would improve her condition. "I think it's necessary, Tahlia."

Thalia frowned, crossed her arms, and stared at Snape. "What reason do you have for me to be here?"

"This time, it's not my reason..." Snape said dryly. "Did you forget Poppy's order?" Unsurprisingly, Tahlia's face darkened instantly, and she forced herself to explain as plainly as possible. "I'll give you this potion every night after that—"

"Why?" Tahlia asked suddenly.It left Snape stunned for another moment. "You're never suddenly kind, Snape—what are you going to ask of me this time?"

"Nothing," Snape said dryly. "I'm not going to ask you to do anything, Tahlia..."

"Really?" Tahlia smirked. "Then Albus has agreed to your request."

"That's not what the Headmaster asked me to do, believe it or not." Snape managed to get a word out. "I mean, you still have to stay here, at least for now."

Ironically, this was definitely the most peaceful conversation between the two of them since Tahlia came back, and it was also the first time he really restrained his temper. He had always boasted of having an excellent calm mind, but facing It doesn't seem to work very well against Tahlia──

Just like now, hearing every sentence, every word Tahlia said that he didn't trust himself made him want to howl in rebuttal.

As he had warned Potter before, any physical pain is inferior to the inner torment, and it is absolutely impossible for Potter to know how much he now wishes there was something in this world that would make his heart no longer sharp because of Tahlia Kind words bleed.

Taking a few deep breaths, he continued to speak slowly.

"I won't let you die like this, Tahlia."