[HP] Astringent

"I'm just curious." Vanessa pretended to be casual.

"Albus sent you." Slughorn put the glass down on the round table next to him.

"Is the principal asking you about the mysterious man?" Vanessa shook her head wonderingly, changed her sitting position, held the wine glass with both hands, and said the excuse she had prepared, "I think you misunderstood. I’m interested in people’s affairs because the American publishing house I’m working with is preparing a series of specials about dark wizards, and they want me to be responsible for writing the part of the mysterious man.”

Vanessa took out a bronzing business card from her handbag and handed it over. Slughorn looked at it suspiciously, because of the effect of alcohol, his movements were slower than usual: "Is it, is it?"

"Of course, I just want to know about the mysterious man's student days, because I heard that you were his favorite teacher at that time, not to mention that you were his dean. I don't think anyone knows him better than you It's gone." She hurriedly refilled his drink, not noticing that she drank a lot too.

Slughorn smiled: "That's true. He has loved magic since last semester, especially black magic. At that time, the magic world didn't reject black magic so much. He asked me for a banned book when he was in the second grade. District approval."

"There are many categories of black magic. What does he like to study?"

"He studies everything..." He paused, and his voice sank, as if he was about to fall asleep, "It's too bad, I haven't drunk so much for a long time. I think today's dinner will come first Here."

This old fox is too vigilant.Knowing that she couldn't ask more questions today, Vanessa got up and said goodbye.As soon as I stood up, I felt a little floating under my feet, as if I was stepping on cotton and attached to the air.She rubbed her temples and tried to cheer herself up: "I have to go back to the castle before the curfew. Now there are dementors everywhere, which is really annoying. Then I won't bother you."

Vanessa put on her coat and walked out. The cold wind blew, and her headache got worse.

Greenglass followed suit.The candles hanging in the courtyard were too dim, she almost tripped over the uneven stone floor after taking two steps, he supported her, and said with concern: "Are you okay, you really drank a lot."

Vanessa squinted her eyes for a while before recognizing the person in front of her. She broke away from his hand and stood still: "It's okay, I'll just go back and rest." After she finished speaking, she was about to Apparate.

Greengrass stopped her: "I'll take you back with apparition, it's too dangerous for you to drink, and you'll disintegrate if you're not careful."

"I can do it myself." As she spoke, she raised her wand again, when a sudden nausea interrupted her, and she suppressed it.

Greengrass took her arm involuntarily, and took Vanessa back to Hogsmeade directly.

The dizziness caused by the apparition made Vanessa stand still for a while, and leaned against Greengrass.

"Are you okay, Vanessa?" Greengrass asked softly.

"Hmm..." Vanessa barely stood up straight, and swayed a few more times, "I...it's fine..."

"If you have nothing to do now, I hope Professor Weasley won't waste my time any longer." From the shadow of the witch statue at the entrance of the village, a tall, thin man in a black cloak suddenly walked out, his tone as cold as The cold wind of the night.

"Severus...Russ?" Vanessa drowsily thought of him walking a few steps, then called softly, "Severus." Her tone was rising.

Snape was standing just two paces away, not moving.Vanessa staggered two steps, her slender heel sprained, and her whole body fell forward.Snape reached out his hand to catch her firmly, and was about to withdraw it, but she got drunk and showed a reckless energy, clinging to him like a boneless one.

"Professor Snape." Greengrass came over, "Are you here to pick up Vanessa?"

"Vanessa?" Snape whispered, "The headmaster has urgent business to see her, but he doesn't have time to come out and wait for a little professor." He backed away as if avoiding suspicion.

Vanessa lost her support and nearly fell. After standing upright unsteadily, she stared at Snape dissatisfied.

Greengrass looked at the two of them and said to Vanessa, "Then we'll see you another day, Vanessa."

Vanessa waved her hands carelessly, and looked at Snape: "Hurry up and go back to the castle, it's so cold outside."

Vanessa obediently followed Snape into the castle.She looked at Snape squarely, his face was always stern, the corners of his mouth drooped into a hook, as if no one could make him smile.Normally Snape should have reprimanded her and told her to watch the way, but today he didn't say anything, his dark eyes stared at the darker corridor ahead without blinking.

Maybe he didn't know the way drunk people do.Vanessa's heart beat with joy.

"What are you still following me, your office is on the eighth floor."

"Didn't you go to the principal?"

"You want to go to the principal like this?"

"So..." She suddenly moved closer to Snape, "Going to find the headmaster is a cover, you came out to pick me up, didn't you?" Vanessa was already tall, and with her high heels, their faces were far apart. So close, as if as long as she raised her head again, their lips would collide.

Snape dodged slightly, but the surrounding light was too dim, and Vanessa couldn't see clearly.

"Do I still need to ask Albus to give me a certificate that I haven't idled out in the middle of the night to pick up a drunkard?"

"Well, let's say what you said is true..." She stared into his eyes, "Liars have long noses." She gently stroked Snape's hooked nose with her fingertips.

Snape couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed her troubled hand, yelling viciously, "Vanessa Weasley!"

"Hush, keep your voice down! Do you want to wake up all the portraits around you?"

"You give me enough time."

"Okay." She held his hand instead, "Then you have to hold on to me, otherwise I won't promise what I will do next."

"Professor Weasley, please go back to your office!"

Vanessa let go of the strength in her hand little by little, her fingertips slid across his palm, and finally landed on his slightly cool fingertips with nostalgia, gently rubbing the thin calluses.

"I'm too drunk to go back to the tower, can I go back to the cellar with you?"

It was midnight when Snape sat back at his desk, which still had a shoddy third-year potions paper.He impatiently flipped through the error-ridden papers, and was so harsh that he only got an A on the Slytherin paper.

He couldn't help thinking about his student life.He rarely thought of these things in recent years, and with the improvement of Occlumency, he never even dreamed about them.But less than a year after Vanessa came back, those bits and pieces and trivial things came back, leaving him nowhere to hide.He once thought it was the worst time for him, but now that he thought about it, it was indeed the rarest time in his life.

He didn't like the feeling of being out of control, very much.

Just now, if Professor McGonagall, who was watching the night, hadn't just passed by, Snape really didn't know how to get rid of this more difficult guy than before.Vanessa is obviously a lion, good at attacking straight, but now she is like a snake, entangles you when she finds the right opportunity, and never gives you a chance to get rid of it.

After Snape retaliated and wrote a flamboyant P on Harry's paper, he put down his pen and rubbed his sore eyes.The pointer keeps spinning, and it has already passed one o'clock.His thoughts were troubled, and he still didn't feel sleepy after taking a shower. Fortunately, he took out a book explaining Horcruxes and returned to bed.After finally calming down to read the book, the door was pushed open within a moment.

He immediately grabbed the wand on the bedside table, and saw Vanessa poking her head in, looking over in surprise: "Hey, Severus, are you still up?"

Snape summoned the wizard robe and said coldly, "What are you doing here again?"

"I...I don't want to sleep, I want to come to you."

Vanessa stood timidly at the door, amidst his roar, like a child who made a mistake.She had already changed into a set of champagne-colored long-sleeved pajamas, with a wizard's robe on the outside, and she didn't know the neckline was turned in. She stepped on a pair of gray indoor slippers, and she was still holding a blanket that had been kept in the cellar all year round. dragged on the ground for a long time.

Snape's tone lowered a bit, and he said word by word: "What kind of new trick is this?"

Vanessa felt aggrieved: "Don't you know why I did this at all?"

"I do not……"

"Because I like..." As she paused, Snape's breath choked, she was lost for a moment, and a dizzy smile broke out, "I like to drink, you have a case I left Where's the wine?"

"Weasley!"

"You're usually smart, why are you so stupid now? I've taught you several times. Call me Vanessa." After she finished speaking, she rolled on the bed, grunted inside, and hugged her. The blanket didn't move.

"Vanessa Weasley!" Snape pronounced her name with a jinxed taste, but Vanessa didn't hear it and fell asleep.

The author has something to say:

When watching the movie, although I like the professor played by Allen very much, I think he is slightly older than I imagined; the 11-year-old professor is very cute, but I don’t feel much; the young people all appear in In my memory, I always feel that actors are too ordinary and too thin, which is not the feeling of the professor in my heart.

After thinking about it, the professors in my student days are actually like this. The reason why I think the professors are more handsome or because I have my own fan filter.

After that, I got into a tangle. If I really saw the professor at this time, would I like such a professor?

I thought at the time, yes, the professor will!You are the young professor in my heart! ! !