[HP] Don't talk to me

I don't know if I should cry, isn't this kidnapping?I can go to the Ministry of Magic and sue him for restriction of personal freedom, right?

However, Dr. Mendel and Snape were literally wearing the same pair of trousers.He reported my situation to Snape on time every day, don't ask how I know - because he and Snape communicated standing in front of me.

It's so strange, Snape threw the letter of appointment to me that day, as if he had ripped through a layer of window paper.He no longer avoided seeing me, but would come to see me in my room every afternoon.I really doubt that he is the head of Hogwarts, where is he free?

He usually walks in with Dr. Mendel.After listening to the doctor's report and watching the doctor leave, he would sit down on a chair, stare at me quietly, and would not get up to leave until an hour or two later.

I was terrified by him, it was an invisible mental pressure.And the last thing I want to do is talk to him.

So, every time he wanted to say something, I would immediately stop him loudly: "Don't say anything, I don't want to hear it."

He tried to express a few times at first, but every time he made a sound, I interrupted him, so he just sat and didn't speak anymore.

Maybe it was because it wasn't difficult for him, he already liked silence.I still remember having to endure his silence for long periods of time when we worked together in the cellar, and yet it felt like we were on pins and needles.

Perhaps, this is tit for tat.

Sometimes in the afternoon I decided to go for a walk in the garden, and he would follow in silence.I hate it when I'm walking on crutches and he's behind me and I can feel his eyes follow.

Speaking of which, why did he appear in the garden that time?Has he been like a voyeur, watching me from the shadows?

Then he should have seen me sitting on a bench with my trousers rolled up and my right leg exposed.

I only have one full leg and am disabled.My mobility is inconvenient, I will always walk very slowly, and I have to walk with a cane all my life, and I have been able to accept this fact very well.

I don't want to use some magic prosthetic leg, I want to live a more real life.Just do what you want, and you have to bear the consequences of the choices you make.In this world, there is no regret medicine.

The day before I was discharged from the hospital, I was actually a little happy when I heard Dr. Mendel's conclusion that I could be discharged after my recovery.After all, I managed to save myself from this hospital.

However, when I saw Snape next to me looking at me with a blank expression on his face, I couldn't be happier at all.

"How much...how much did I spend in this hospital?" I asked hesitantly.

Doctor Mendel looked at Snape first, and after getting his tacit approval, he turned to me and told me a truly astronomical figure.

Oh my God!I hugged my head, really dizzy.

I don't know how long it took before I regained my composure and realized that the doctor had left.Snape remained the same, sitting.

I deeply admire his enduring perseverance.At one time, that was what I considered his greatest strength -- oh, maybe it still is.

However, I don't want to think about things related to him anymore.

I see, Snape wasn't talking nonsense when he said it would take me 80 years to pay off what I owed him.And, say less.

Maybe 100 years. If I seriously want to pay back the money and have no chance to get rich, 100 years will do.

I don't care whether Dumbledore would have lived two hundred years, or three hundred, or four hundred, if Snape hadn't killed him.

I don't intend to live long, and if I can, I'll walk around after I leave this hospital.Enough shopping, and I'll just die with the flow.

At dinner that day, I was very uncomfortable.Because Snape was still sitting there, he watched me swallow a piece of beef and drink another glass of milk.I don't want to be watched by him eating like this, and I don't understand why he didn't leave after sitting for so long today.

He got up and walked away a few times, I thought he had figured it out, but after a while he came back and sat down again, looking like he just went to the toilet.

I broke off a piece of bread, glanced at him, and saw him staring blankly, a little bit unbearable.So he sighed and handed the bread to him.

"Thank you." His voice was still hoarse, and he was very tired. He took the bread and ate it.

"Aren't you going back?" I decided to take the initiative to talk to him once.

"Tonight, I will guard you. Until you get up tomorrow morning, follow me back to school."

"why?"

"I think you're going to run away. I know you probably have that plan."

I can't deny that I did think so, but now I'm really wronged.I patiently explained to him: "But I have nothing now, and nothing in this room is mine. Isn't my wand sealed up in the Ministry of Magic? I can't get it until a few days later."

I didn't know where all my things went, until I saw their whereabouts written in the "Daily Prophet" once, I didn't know what I left at the scene of the injured as a victim of Voldemort, Now they are all sealed, and only I can go to the Ministry of Magic to get them.

"You," Snape suddenly laughed dryly, as if making some triumphant prophecy, "you can find a way to escape without magic. Haven't you done this before?"

I froze for a moment, then was speechless.

The memory suddenly returned to that snow field, I leaned on my hands, crawling and crawling—fingers were cold, and my whole body was shaking.I still remember that my hair was all soaked, half of my face was covered in snow foam, and I was so cold that I couldn't feel it.

As if flashing back in front of my eyes, I looked at myself, crawling and crawling...

The clock ticks, ticks, ticks.

When did I finally fall asleep, I don't even know.All I know is that when I opened my eyes the next morning, I saw Snape leaning on the back of the chair with his face facing me, sleeping with his mouth shut like a static sculpture.I moved a few times and slowly moved up from the bed. He didn't respond, and he should really be in a deep sleep.

I went to Dr. Mendel's office.Anyway, I'm going to be discharged from the hospital, and I can move around freely.I had just spoken a few words with the doctor in the office, and even halfway through the farewell scene, when the door was suddenly pushed open vigorously.The door slammed against the wall with such a loud bang that it startled me.

Snape stood in the doorway, panting.

"I thought... you ran away." He said, "Damn it! Don't scare me casually!"

I looked at his violently rising and falling chest, and suddenly felt that this line seemed familiar.

I once said the same thing to him.At that time, I was crying.

Forget the past.I suddenly feel that being alive is like drawing a circle, and I can't really tell when I will return to the original point.

I have nothing to take away. When I lived here, I was naked except for the clothes on my body.But now I am really ugly. On both sides of the neck, I tried to cover part of the scars with my hair, all of which are Nagini's masterpieces.The leg was amputated where it was hit by Voldemort.Now I don't need an umbrella when I go out, and I need crutches even more.I lost my sense of smell, and I couldn't smell the smell anymore.

I feel that I have nothing now, but I am relaxed.

Escorted by Snape, I resentfully walked to the gate of the hospital.Then I looked at him and he looked at me.

"I'll take you with me to apparate, and go back to school first." After he finished speaking, he held out his hand to me. "Go to the Ministry of Magic tomorrow to get something."

I quickly lowered my eyes and looked at his hands.I saw the long scar on his right hand at a glance, extending from the tiger's mouth to the elbow, crooked like a curled up snake.

The scene at that time immediately appeared in front of his eyes, he was crushed to death on the floor, and a cold light flashed——

I take a deep breath.

"Let's go." He continued, "Hurry up... okay?" His tone was like coaxing a child.

"I... I said, don't touch me..." I was trembling quietly, when I saw him leaning over and stretching out his hand, I immediately took a step back, adjusted my mood, and then raised my head.

"Let's wait for a while, Andrew will be here soon."

"Andrew?" Snape sneered incredulously, "Oh, you asked him to pick you up?"

I ignored the low air pressure emanating from Snape and insisted on waiting.There were people coming and going at the gate of the hospital, and anyone who walked by would glance up and down at me and Snape several times.

"Don't you think standing here is too conspicuous?" Snape sighed.

"Is it because you, a great hero, are by your side?"

"No, it's because of you," Snape said. "You escaped death from that man, and you are as legendary as Harry Potter."

I rolled my eyes and said, "Oh, if I died then, wouldn't I be much cleaner now? Then can I go back and make a new choice? I want to die, and death is much more fun."

"Going back, your choice will not count." Snape whispered, "Because... I won't let you die, even if it's me."

My heart sank and I stopped talking.

Snape and I had been standing for quite a while when Andrew arrived.Andrew is followed by his wife, Martha, and their daughter Millie.Snape was obviously displeased with the appearance of such a large family. He probably wanted a quick fix and get me out of here earlier, but I spent another half an hour just talking to the Andrew family.

Finally, when we finished talking, Snape interjected: "Let's go, the time I set to allow entry to Hogwarts will expire after a while."

"I think it's almost time for lunch, why don't we go to Diagon Alley to find a restaurant to have a dinner together before going back? My treat! It's rare for me to meet the lovely Millie and Martha for the first time."

"There are places to eat at Hogwarts!" Snape gave me a glare.

I said, "I'm tired of eating in the cafeteria, can't I just change the taste?"

"You haven't eaten for a long time, why are you tired of eating?"

"I know what it smells even with my eyes closed!"

Seeing that Snape and I were about to quarrel, Martha quickly smoothed things over: "Actually, we brought Millie here this time, and we also want to visit Hogwarts. It's better to go there sooner..."

I shook my head: "No, let's go after eating."

"Who's paying you? How many gold coins do you think you have in Gringotts?" Snape sneered.

"Can't treat guests without money? I can write IOUs."

"You didn't even pay back the money you owed me, and you still borrowed it? You are really capable."

"I didn't ask you to pay for my medicine! How many times have I said this, haven't you always pretended not to hear? Who do you think you are when you decide the life and death of others? Even in the Muggle world, you can only be Only relatives can sign to help the patient choose whether to have an operation! Who do you count as my own? You can be so arbitrary! You choose to save me, and I didn’t choose it, so I won’t buy it! I owe you money, what’s wrong?”

Snape blushed and stared at me.

I didn't want to talk to him anymore, I pulled Andrew up, and put my arm around Millie's shoulder. "Come on, let's go to Diagon Alley!"

There happened to be my favorite restaurant right next to where I landed, and I immediately took them in and took a seat.

While Martha was taking Millie to wash her hands, Andrew brought me a small cloth bag.

"This is a two-month supply, and I will send it to Hogwarts regularly in the future."

I took it and immediately hid it on my body. "Thank you, I will find a way to save money to pay you."

"Tata, why are you telling me this? You know that I just want to help you, and you don't need to pay for it. What's more, I found the materials and made it without any cost." Andrew said, "It's just going on like this , you will become more and more dependent on it, this is a forbidden drug after all! The book says it has some very terrible side effects, but it is not clearly written, and I don’t know what the sequelae will be if I use it for a long time... I Still worried..."

"What are you worried about? Do you think I am much better now than when I was lying in the hospital?" I responded with a smile, "Every day is a happy day. I am very lucky to be here to talk to you now. "

We had just finished our meal when we heard the sound of the fireplace next to it, and a man in black came out quickly.

"I thought...you weren't going to follow me." I said.

The hope in my heart was defeated, and it seemed that I couldn't run away for a while.

"I went back to Hogwarts and changed the ban time."

Millie asked curiously, "How do you know we're here?"

Snape glanced at me. "Because some people only make one choice forever."

The Andrews were sitting across from me, so Snape jumped into the empty seat next to me.While Snape was beckoning the waiter to come and order, I quietly moved my body away from him.In the trouser pocket leaning against him is the thing that Andrew gave me just now. If this potions master finds out, within two seconds, I will be completely finished.

When he turned around, he immediately felt that I was a little far away from him, the corner of his mouth twitched, and there was a little sadness in his black eyes.

Snape said little during the meal.Andrew and I talked a lot about the past, and were not shy about the part of us that happened when Snape was my Potions teacher.

"So, that painting is still there? The one in the confinement room?" Andrew smiled happily. "It's really hard to imagine what the elves will look like when they see it every time they clean up?"

Regarding the fact that the portrait of Snape with the chick exposed once became an elf gossip, I think it is better not to say it in front of Snape himself, and the content is too vulgar, and there are children present Woolen cloth.

I stole a glance at Snape, who was expressionless.

"So," Millie interrupted suddenly, "Aunt Tata, have you and Headmaster Snape really known each other for a long time?"

"Yes!"

"Then what was said in "Orange Weekly" is true? It said that the two of you are a couple, and your injury was saved to save him, right?" Even though Millie is only ten years old, she is a bit precocious .

I was stunned.

Snape didn't say anything either.

The scene suddenly became a little cold.Millie didn't look at her parents' faces at all, and continued: "But it also said that the only person Principal Snape really loved was Harry Potter's mother, and he told Potter everything. So, I don't know if you are still together now."

I regained my strength and looked at the little girl's curious face, I really didn't know how to respond appropriately.After thinking about it for a while, I said with a smile, "Millie, do you think you believe in Orange Weekly or your Aunt Tata?"

"Of course it's Aunt Tata!"

"Then Aunt Tata told you that Principal Snape is too old, the wrinkles on his face can trap mosquitoes, and he is not good-looking, so Aunt Tata doesn't like him!"

"Then why did you go to save him then?"

"It's just a brave act!" I replied softly, not looking at Snape's expression.