[HP] Don't talk to me

Returning from the ward where I stayed overnight, I opened the door and walked into the room.He was already half-lying on the bed, and it seemed that the nurse came in to help him.When he heard the sound of me entering the door, he didn't move, he just turned his head and looked at the door.

He and I looked at each other, just went to the chair beside the bed expressionlessly, and sat down.

His eyes followed my face all the time, and I looked sideways at the window sill.

"I heard from the nurse... that you can't talk now," he said.

The window sill is finely covered with the winter sunlight that comes in in the morning.Outside St. Mungo's is a forest, covered with frost and snow, and occasionally a few crisp birdsong can be heard.

"Thank you for taking care of me." After he finished speaking, he coughed violently a few times, but couldn't stop, coughing harder and harder.

I frowned, grabbed the glass on the bedside table in a panic, and handed it to his mouth.While coughing, he looked at me and didn't take the cup to drink.

I anxiously reached under the back of his head, lifted his head slightly, and put the water glass between his lips.This time, he didn't refuse.

I put the cup he took a sip back on the counter, and then gently rubbed his chest.

He kept looking at me.

"It's good that you're still alive." He suddenly grabbed my hand rubbing his chest and squeezed it tightly.I shook my hand in horror, but I could only sigh secretly that I couldn't even compete with a seriously injured person in bed.

"I dreamed of you, lying on the ground..." He raised his tone, using his hoarse voice that hadn't recovered yet, "I won't forgive myself..."

I paused, and smiled at him.

His eyes were filled with joy immediately, he let go of my hand, and stroked my cheek.I stepped back slightly, dodged, and still smiled at him.

"Tata, I...I really...love you very much, you are willing to believe me, right?"

I slowly took out the pen and paper and wrote.

"Recover well, Principal." I held the note up in front of him. "Hogwarts needs you."

After reading the note, he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Tata, are you sure you want to move out? The principal just woke up..."

I nodded, still quickly tidy up the sundries on the bed.Bryce stood next to me and couldn't speak for a day, and then turned to someone for help: "Principal, you can also say a few words..."

I pursed my lips and listened to the movement of the half-sitting person next to me on the bed.He has been silent and has no interface.

I walked out with my things, Bryce saw this, so he had to help me get some, and helped me go out all the way.

Now that he is awake, this ward will be much cleaner if he is left alone.If he and I get along together, each other will feel more and more tired.

We had just reached the door when we heard a loud bang behind us.

Snape waved his hand and knocked down the bedside table, and the glass fell to the ground and shattered.

His injury is far from healed.At this moment, I used all the strength of my whole body, leaning against the pillow in pain and breathing heavily.

Bryce returned immediately to help him.He waved his hands impatiently.

I froze for a moment, just as the nurse was passing by the door, I immediately grabbed her, pointed to the room with sign language, and asked her to find Dr. Mendel.

He was breathing quickly, looking at me with his eyes, and I could feel the light in his black eyes from a few meters away.I have never seen him act in such a manic manner, standing still, at a loss.

Mendel came quickly and forced him to drink a bottle of potion.Probably the calming ingredients in the potion worked, he slowly relaxed, was pressed down by Bryce and Mendel, and lay down.

Bryce breathed a sigh of relief, turned around to the door and said to me, "Tata, don't leave. The principal is very unstable, and I'm afraid it may be the sequelae of intracranial hemorrhage."

I shook my head, the thoughts in my heart were still going.However, I could live in the next ward and be able to come and see him right away if need be.

Bryce couldn't persuade me, so he had to help me move the ward.My hospital bed was left untouched in Snape's ward, so a new one was made to sleep on.

Bryce was back at school, and for two days during the rounds, Mendel would tell me about Snape.He was sleeping again, not knowing when he would wake up.I didn't go back to that room to see him, but I kept thinking about his black eyes.

The scorpion stone is a highly toxic potion. If I only learned about it in the book before, now that my body is backlashed, the experience has become more and more profound. The medicine used on my body can restrain the scorpion stone at first Toxicity, but it can't be controlled for too long.In the past few days, I started to have nosebleeds again unconsciously, and the sleepiness in my body became serious again.

I persisted, tried to disturb Mendel as little as possible, and always quietly cleaned the blood from the nasal cavity.In the final analysis, this is the path of no return I chose, but why should I ask others to worry about me?

I'm waiting for Kingsley, for him to take me to the Ministry of Magic, and maybe someday for him to take me to Azkaban.It is said that Azkaban has begun to reduce the number of dementors, and the treatment is better than before.

Snape woke up again, three days later.He refused to eat after waking up, and he was persuaded by others after two meals. At the third meal, Mendel had to force-feed him the nutritional potion.But his stubbornness could not be stopped by others. He was drugged, but he did not refuse hoarsely. Instead, he kept his mouth shut in silence. The only way to pry his mouth open was to use a magic spell.

I leaned my back against the wall at the door, and listened to the movement of Mendel pouring him medicine a few times, my heart was constricted, and I lost half of my strength.

For the first time, I felt that he was a little strange to me.

I didn't wait for Kingsley, but I waited for Harry Potter.He got my invitation from Bryce, but Bryce didn't come with him.

He walked into my ward alone. I haven't seen him for a year, and he has matured a lot.I know he's working as a trainee Auror right now and he's busy all day.

He walked cautiously to my bed, I caught sight of his green eyes, my thoughts drifted away for a moment, and then I smiled and beckoned him to sit down.

When I saw him at Hogwarts, he was still a child, and I was not very old at that time. As a graduate of Ravenclaw College, I became the assistant teacher of the head of Slytherin, helping him all day long. Watching Harry avoid punishment in Potions class at Gryffindor College.At the time, I didn't understand why Snape was targeting him so much, now I understand, but I wish I didn't understand.

I calmed down, and took out a pen and paper to communicate with him: "Harry, I still remember when I was helping you, I said that if one day I need your help, I hope you can help me."

"Tata, as long as you say, I will do it."

I smiled and continued to write: "Then, can you lend me the invisibility cloak?"

Without hesitation, Harry immediately agreed.We chatted for a while, and he offered to see Snape.

"I... want to apologize to the Headmaster," said Harry. "I don't understand him until now."

"Then go, but he is not in good condition now, you have to go to Dr. Mendel first and ask about the situation."

Harry got up, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and said, "Tata, I heard that you are going to appear in court... If there is anything I need, please let me know."

I shook my head.

Before Harry left, he said he would ask Bryce to bring me the cloak sometime.

I watched him go out and gently closed the door, the room fell silent immediately, I stared at the ceiling in a daze, I don't know when I fell asleep.

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Professor, it's time to start to exert qigong.