[HP] Don't talk to me

Snape turned the key lightly, maybe it hadn't been opened for a long time, the door lock felt jerky, and there was a sound of rust rubbing after the keyhole was unlocked.

He felt a little embarrassed. Behind him was Ta Effa, wearing her old overcoat that didn't fit her body, clasping her elbows and stamping her feet.

Spider's End Alley is a quiet and sparsely populated alley, no different from any back alley in an industrial city. The surrounding houses are basically deserted, and looking through the windows, they are almost cold and lifeless black holes.Most of the brick walls facing the street were stained with black smudges from the tall old mill chimneys in the distance.There is always a choking smell in the air, not sure what kind of chemical it is.Wizards can tell the taste of hundreds of potion ingredients, but know nothing about these new creations in the Muggle world.On the other side of the alley, there is a small river full of garbage. Compared with the strange smell in the air, the smell there may be more real.

Fortunately, there was snow in the sky, which covered most of the embarrassing sights.The lock was turned halfway, and it got even more stuck, and Snape had to use some force to open the door.Immediately he welcomed Ta Effa into the house and closed the door behind him.

There was a dusty smell in the house, mixed with decay and damp.Ta Effa only took two steps forward, and saw a black long-tailed mouse coming out from under the cabinet at the end of the corridor, and it squeaked a few times.Perhaps it was because it hadn't met a natural enemy for a long time, but the mouse was not afraid when it saw the two people at the door. Instead, it stood up with its forelimbs and shook its nose.

Tal Effah was stunned for a moment, while Snape awkwardly raised his wand and chanted a spell.The mouse seemed to have predicted the danger in advance, turned around and crawled back to the bottom of the cabinet, the spell hit the corner of the cabinet, making a sound of wood splintering.

"Here, I haven't been back for three years." Snape said, explaining that although it was a bit redundant, he had to do it.

Ta Effa turned and smiled at Snape. "I think this place is good, why don't you come back to live here? Professor, if I have a house like yours, I will wake up laughing from my dreams!"

She went into the living room, then the kitchen and dining room, and a small pantry full of clutter.Then went upstairs and looked at the next two bedrooms and bathroom.The house is not big, and it will be finished in a while.Snape's face was still embarrassed, and he followed Ta Effa who seemed to be in high spirits, listening to her somewhat exaggerated evaluation of the room.

"The bookshelves here are great! So many books!"

"Is this sofa made of leather? It must be very comfortable to lie on!"

"There are so many cupboards in the kitchen, so many bowls, and a frying pan! Professor, can we fry steak?"

"This bed is so wide, it must be very comfortable to sleep on!"

The morning sun streamed in through the half-shattered curtains, and Snape stood behind Ta Effa, squinting.

Perhaps infected by Ta Efa's optimistic and happy interest, he looked around and gradually felt that the house was not unacceptable.

Although once, he didn't have any good memories here.

When he was a child, he lived in an upstairs bedroom, and he could hear his parents arguing in the middle of the night.During meals, the pots and pans in the kitchen would often be thrown to the floor by my hangover father, making them crackle.He didn't like to stay in the restaurant for too long, because his father always sat with his head bowed in his chair, sleeping on the pile of wine bottles in front of him.He also didn't like the big bookshelf in the living room, because sometimes his father would take out the books on the shelf and throw them at him when he was drunk.

The house is the property left by my mother's Prince family.But he deeply felt that it was also the biggest cage for his parents and himself.

"Everything is fine!" Ta Efa retreated from the bedroom to the door, and concluded with a smile. "It's just too dirty!"

"I am very sure of that."

"So now I want to live, what do I need to do? Of course it's cleaning! Professor, let's clean up the living room first!" Ta Effa went downstairs, took a deep breath and held up her wand, trying to use the limited spells she had learned Start cleaning the living room.But after a while, her spells became more and more chaotic, so that the garbage accumulated on the coffee table and sofa in the living room was not cleaned up, but instead rose into the air and flew randomly in the air.Snape stood at the foot of the stairs, raising an eyebrow.

"Clean up! Clean up! Clean up!" she yelled anxiously, but to no avail.

Snape broke the silence and raised his wand too, cleaning with her. "Clean up! Fly around! Disappear without a trace!"

Ta Effa looked secretly at Snape, curling the corners of his mouth.

With the cooperation of two people, before noon, the living room was basically restored to cleanliness.Ta Effa rolled his sleeves and held a clean white sofa cover found in the cabinet with both hands. He shook it vigorously and spread it out on the sofa with quick movements.He piled up the replaced cover with some other cloth covers and put them in a wooden basin found from the balcony.

"Professor, you sit on the sofa for a while, I'm going to wash things." She hugged the basin, turned around and walked away.

Snape sat down on the sofa, a little dazed.

His mother has always been gloomy in his memory, and she rarely puts any effort into tidying up the house.She may know a lot of spells, but few of them are willing to recite them to make this family orderly.Maybe she tried, when he was little, and he remembers her saying a spell over the piles of broken bowl fragments on the floor, and the fragments became good things again.He finds it amazing, and he also finds it amusing.She will also find a way to find some floral cloth to spread on the dining table, or take home a pot of flowers or two, and put them in a suitable place in the living room and dining room.

It's just that it was a long, long time ago. Later, his mother didn't even bother to chant spells, and sat in the restaurant every day, opposite to his father, through the pile of wine bottles, staring at him with expressionless eyes. Snoring man.She doesn't like cleaning very much, she just likes to sit blankly.

In Snape's childhood memory, the figure of his mother sitting was too profound.

At noon, Ta Effa proposed to use the kitchen to cook, but Snape frowned and vetoed.The dust in the kitchen is more serious than that in the living room, and it will not be cleaned up in a while.

"Then what should I do?" Ta Efa clutched her belly, she was hungry.Doing things all morning, no matter how excited you are, still takes energy.

Snape pondered for a moment, then said, "I'll take you to Diagon Alley for dinner."

Originally, there was a small Muggle restaurant serving fish and chips and apple pie at the corner of Spider's End. Tal Effah had already scouted it before walking into the alley with Snape.She thought that she could go there at noon to solve the problem, but unexpectedly Snape wanted to go to Diagon Alley for dinner.

She was so tired that she didn't want to make a fuss.

"Professor, I invite you to dinner." Ta Effa fled home with his luggage and a certain amount of Muggle coins called pounds.She touched her pocket and found that the money was still there, and she immediately felt confident.

Before Snape could conceive the words of refusal, he was already grabbed by Ta Effa's little hand and walked out of the room.She held him, and the two of them held their palms together, exchanging warmth.

They walked into the small restaurant, and the business at noon was not good. Seeing customers, the waiter hurried forward to entertain them and lead them to the street corner that was closer to the entrance.He brought two glasses of water, and looked up at the visitors: a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl and a nearly 30-year-old man, dressed strangely and pale.

The enthusiasm of the waiter was extinguished, and he listlessly put the menu on the table, his eyes had already wandered elsewhere.

Ta Effa asked Snape to order first, and Snape shook his head: "It's all right."

The subtext of both can be more troublesome.

Ta Effa shrugged, skillfully placed the menu in front of him, and then ordered a few of Snape's favorite dishes based on what he observed secretly about Snape's eating habits.

While waiting for the food to be served, Ta Effa rested his chin on his hand and stared at Snape intently.Snape felt a little uncomfortable being watched by her, picked up the water glass on the table, and took a sip after another.

"Professor, you should get a haircut."

Snape coughed in embarrassment and said, "I'll cut it when I get back." He has always used spells to take care of himself, but his habit in winter is to keep it, and he will operate it in front of the mirror when he returns to school after the Christmas holiday one time.

"Why don't you try a Muggle-owned barbershop? They do a pretty good cut."

Snape wanted to answer her, his childhood was almost mixed with Muggles, but as a wizard, he was different from Muggles after all.He was once ridiculed because his clothes were always dressed casually by his mother, and because of poverty and embarrassment, he could not integrate into the world of the people around him.When he became an adult, he deliberately avoided all the ways to meet Muggles, and stubbornly only wanted to live in the world of pure wizards, just because he didn't want to recall the past.

Half of his birth was brought by Muggles.However, the Muggle who brought him half of his life did not bring him the happiness he deserved.

So, he doesn't like Muggles, what's wrong with that?

Ta Effa seemed to be thinking, and then said softly: "Speaking of it, we always call them Muggles. This title is so strange, it seems to deliberately distinguish us from them, but in fact, we are all human beings."

"You like them?" Snape asked.

"Except for my stepmother, I like many people around me. The owner of the flower shop, the clerk of the bookstore, and a few friends where I live." Ta Efa said quietly, "Actually, compared to my Stepmother, I hate my father even more. He brought me to England and lived an unhappy life, so he had to take it out on me. Although my stepmother is a bastard, she has no blood relationship with me after all, so there is a reason to hate me. But what reason can my father have to hate me? He hates me so much, why did he give birth to me? After all, he is a wizard, so it means that there are also bad characters among wizards. "

Snape looked at the girl in front of him in a little surprise, it really didn't look like an underage child said this.

The food was served, and the two ate quietly.Tal Effa took out the money and was going to pay the bill, but Snape stopped him first.

"Let me do it." He took out a small wad of money from his pocket.The waiter looked at the girl strangely, then at the young man, and chose to take the money from the latter.

When the waiter walked away, Ta Effa asked, "Why do you have pounds?"

Snape chuckled, but didn't answer.

In fact, although his parents both passed away, they still have a small amount of savings after all.He didn't bother to exchange the cash in those drawers for Galleons in the wizarding world, so they kept it locked.Today, he went upstairs to clean out the drawer, and put the cash in his pocket, thinking that he would need it in the next few days.After all, the place they returned to was called Spider's End Alley.

The two left the restaurant and walked along the alleyway to the deepest house.There is still no one to be seen along the way, only the footprints they stepped out when they came out of it just now, printed on the white snow.

"Professor, thank you for taking me in." Ta Effa walked with his head down, and suddenly spoke.

"You're welcome." Snape hesitated. "You deserve these."

"No matter what happens in the future, I am very happy at this moment anyway!" Ta Effa said again, "Because I..." She paused, and quietly stepped into her footprints.

In fact, she wanted to say: Because I am with you...

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