[HP] Don't talk to me

The next morning, when I appeared in the hall, all the professors and the students who had breakfast in the whole school gave me a great welcome.

Maybe last night was really sad, but now I really feel refreshed and feel great.I greeted several professors with a smile, then sat down calmly and had a hearty breakfast.

Snape was not in the hall.

The effect of the scorpion stone is too good. After careful consideration last night, I packed a scorpion stone and carried it with me to avoid any unexpected situation.

After breakfast, Professor McGonagall spoke for Snape and asked me to meet him in the office alone.I chatted with some children in the Ravenclaw yard first, and then I slowly turned to the headmaster's office.

Snape was buried among a pile of brown paper, writing something with a quill in his hand. I pushed the door open and knocked on the door panel again before he raised his head.When I approached, he leaned back on the chair and said, "When can you start working?"

"Tomorrow will be fine. Today I plan to go to the Ministry of Magic to get something."

Snape raised his eyebrows, looked me up and down, and said softly, "Tomorrow?"

I nodded.

"Are... are you really okay?"

"What do you think is going to happen to me?" I said, "I'm fine."

Snape got up and started to walk towards me.

I step back.

Snape stopped abruptly, with a painful expression on his face, he suddenly stretched out a hand, and spoke hesitantly. "I……"

"Oh, principal, if it's okay, I'll leave first." I giggled lightly, as if his action had hit my point of laughter, then turned around and walked out the door in a few steps.

It was a bit of a struggle to get to the Ministry of Magic, and I stopped short as I was descending the stairs.I don't have a wand, how do I get there?by car?walk?

Maybe I'll have to hitch a ride to Hogsmeade, it's Monday, the professors have classes, and I don't want to bother anyone.

A person walked slowly towards the school gate. If he had known this, he should have gone directly to the Ministry of Magic yesterday and then returned to school - if he hadn't been stopped by some bastard.

I spotted Hagrid by the lake, walking with Fang.As soon as Fang saw me, he rushed over and gave me a firm dog hug - he was really heavy.My center of gravity was unstable, I was overwhelmed by it, and I licked the dog's saliva again.

Hagrid heard that I was going to the Ministry of Magic, so he wanted to take me to Hogsmeade for a ride.I couldn't refuse again and again, so I let him happily join me.He talked a lot along the way, there are countless memories that I also remember deeply at Hogwarts in the past, what's new at Hogwarts, and what dishes he ate recently.

It was Snape who spoke the most, though.

"The headmaster played a big role in the rebuilding process. He almost always stayed up all night. When I accompanied him to inspect the vicinity of the Forbidden Forest, his face was pale."

"Oh."

Hagrid glanced at me a few times, probably wondering how indifferent I was to Snape's affairs.

"Tata, when will you and the principal get married?"

I froze for a moment.

For some reason, myself suddenly appeared in my mind. In the long corridor, in the silence of the night, I ran a few steps, reached out and grabbed the man in black in front of me, and then hid my hand in his palm...

But what's in the past should really be in the past.

I sneered and said softly, "Who is going to marry him?"

"Aren't you married? Not married after all this?"

"I've already broken up with him." I calmed down and responded flatly.Oh, it turns out that the word breakup is so difficult when it is said to the person concerned, but it is so easy to mention it to others.

Hagrid was so excited that his face was flushed and his voice seemed to growl. "Why?"

"Because I don't love him." I said, "He treats me the same way."

"Stop joking, if he doesn't love you, I'll dig a hole and bury myself in it."

I laughed out loud, rocking back and forth.Fang was running ahead, but when he heard my voice, he turned around and rushed back, wagging his tail vigorously at Hagrid and me.

At Hogsmeade Station, where I bought tickets to Diagon Alley, all I know is that there is a hotel there with a fireplace that now leads to the Ministry of Magic.Hagrid sat on the bench waiting for me, Fang crouched beside him.Hagrid has been sullen since I told the truth about my breakup with Snape.

I bought two scoops of ice cream, handed Hagrid one, and ate the other myself.

"Listen to me, Tata, you can't do this to the principal." Hagrid spoke again while eating, "How hard he has been during this time, during the days when you were hospitalized, he finished handling school affairs every day and had to go The hospital is looking at you."

He is in the hospital every day?Then he hasn't appeared in front of me for so long?It seems that he is really like I thought, he has been watching me secretly, until I fainted in the garden, he is really more like a big bear than me!

"I didn't ask him to do that, in fact I wish I hadn't survived," I said through gritted teeth.

"why?"

"Because I want to have a good sleep a long time ago, and I don't need to wake up, how nice." I threw the cone to Fang Ya, and then sighed.

Hagrid wanted to say something to me, but the car came.I waved him goodbye, then leaned on crutches and slowly moved into the car.

It was already afternoon to go back to school from the Ministry of Magic.I got my wand back, it made things easier for me.I also had the honor to go to Gringotts to check my savings, and it was pitifully small.It seemed that it would be some time before my escape plan had a chance of being realized.

right.I have a plan about how to escape.I came up with this slowly while sitting in the car. I think it is a perfect plan. It should be possible to leave here without being known by him, but it still needs some money.

Maybe it's shameless of me to do this, after all, I owe Snape so much medical bills, and I still want to walk away all the time.

But whatever, as long as you can be free.

I have imprisoned myself for too long, I should learn to be selfish...

I stood on the terrace and smoked, it was a deserted place with a great view and seclusion, a place I had loved coming to for years.Next to the observatory, there is a staircase on the path, and then a door is opened, and you can find this path by turning left, facing the lake view of Hogwarts.

It was already evening, and the sun was setting, casting orange-red sunlight like grains.When I looked from a distance, I could clearly see students in twos and threes walking towards the lake, and some of them stopped on the grass.

The Muggle cigarettes are really good, and I've already consumed half a pack.I haven't smoked for a long time. When I lived in St. Mungo's, if there was an extra candle in the house, a nurse would come in to see what was going on. It was a fantasy to want to smoke.

I still remember that when I lit a cigarette for the first time, I was crying and smoking, and my face was full of tears when I was choked up, and my heart felt uncomfortable.Now I am slowly relying more and more on this, and feel that life can be much easier in such a cloud.It's a pity that I have lost my sense of smell now, and I can't smell the fragrance brought by nicotine, which makes me less fun.

I put away my crutches, climbed up the stone pillar railing, leaned against the wall, and stretched out my feet in the air——

No, it should be just a foot and a half.I can only wear one sock and one shoe now, and on the other side, is the weakness hidden in the large wizard's robe.

In the shower recently, self-loathing is unavoidable because I have so many scars on my body.Although no one will mention it to me, there will inevitably be hints in their eyes, and I can see it and touch it myself.

The entire frontal body was covered with indelible scars left by black magic spells, from neck to fingertips to the remaining ankle, some were long and some were short, and the longest one stretched from neck to thigh.The back was not much better either, almost no part of the place I touched was intact, and it was worse than the front.

Fortunately, there were only two wounds on the cheek.A slash from above the left ear to the mouth, like a colorless scar.A line extending obliquely from the right forehead to the right eyelid, crooked and three-dimensional, is dark black.

I can't remember where each of these scars came from, and why they stayed with me.The body is easy to say, generally not exposed.But the neck and face can't be covered at all. Although I have long hair now, it can only cover a very small part.Dr. Mendel said that there is a medicine that can help me slowly fade the scars. Although the effect is limited, it is better than not having it at all.But when I asked the price, I refused.I know I can't go back to the past, it's all in vain, why spend so much money struggling?

It has been very quiet on the terrace, only occasionally a little wind can be heard, rushing and soft.I smoked the pack of Muggle cigarettes in my pocket until there were only two left, and suddenly remembered that there was no stock in the room, so I had to save a little first, so I got up and went back to the cellar.

It was already dinner time, and I heard a noise coming from the hall, but I passed by the door but didn't go in.

I'm not hungry, and I don't want to join in the fun. For me, this school is actually a bit too lively right now.I prefer the quietness just now, the quietness of being alone away from the world, as if time has stood still.

I leaned on my crutches and walked towards the cellar passage. In the long corridor, only my crutches made a sound, thump, thump, thump.

Then I heard another voice joining in, ta, ta, ta.

I took a deep breath and heard the sound of leather boots from far to near.

There is only one person in this school who can wear leather boots that make such noises, and only one person can walk with such unhurried steps.

he came.

There are two roads in front of me, one leads directly to the cellar, and the other takes more than double the distance to go down the cellar.I took two quick steps and walked into the long road around the corner.

The hallway is dimly lit, and I think there's a good chance he won't notice me.I deliberately walked slower to avoid making too much noise from the crutches. Fortunately, the road has been covered with carpets since I don’t know when, which can largely reduce the noise.

Such a day is really ridiculous.As I walked, I thought, I have to play hide and seek all the time.He was the one who was going to hide, now it's me.Everything is really upside down, messed up.

There were no footsteps behind me, and I was tired from walking, panting against the wall.Then he felt even more tired, so he simply sat down.With no one around and no sound, I was perfectly alone.

Do you have to follow me?He said so.I still remember his leather boots with fine grains of snow like kosher salt.His feet in the snow didn't make any noise like in a castle, and his walk was extremely quiet.And I struggled to get up from the snow, and I still remember that I was shivering from the cold, and when I looked at him, my eyes were full of dizzy stars.But what a voice I speak.

I said, yes.

The voices of several people talking came from a distance. It seemed to be the sound of students walking back to the dormitory after dinner. There are two straight stairs leading to the dormitory nearby.I woke up for a while, and found that I had fallen asleep while sitting on the ground.It may have been more than ten minutes. When I stood up, I felt chilly all over, and the temperature cooled down at night.

I paced slowly, walked to the exit, and then froze.

Snape stood upright in front of him, arms folded, looking sullen.It was obvious that he had taken a shortcut and had been waiting here a long time ago.This scene may really be a bit like being caught by the teacher as a bad student, embarrassing and embarrassing.Although, the days when I was a student and he was my teacher are really long gone.

He didn't rush to speak, but suddenly frowned, took two steps forward, and sniffed his nose at me.I was surprised and didn't run away.

"Did you smoke?" He quickly came to a conclusion with a cold voice.

I don't know how to answer him.Yes, so what, I said in my heart.But I saw an inexplicable pain flickering in his eyes, and I couldn't open my mouth.

"You smoke a lot." He came to a more correct conclusion.

"Does this have anything to do with you?" I finally came to my senses and whispered.

"I don't, allow, allow, you, to destroy your body like this." He said sternly, in a tone that would really scare ordinary students to tears.

I walked forward, intending to brush past him.I think it's better not to argue, I have no chance of winning now, and I don't want to fight with him again.But he stopped me, grabbed my wrist with one hand and lifted it.Then he leaned forward and pushed me two steps until I was against the wall, and his other hand was about to reach into the pocket of my burqa. "Hand over the cigarette."

I panicked, I put the cigarette in my pocket just now, it was with the scorpion stone.

I dropped my crutches and stood on one leg, freeing my right hand to block his. "I've had enough, can you please take it easy on me?"

"I said it, it will never be possible." He broke free from my obstruction domineeringly, and he was about to reach into my pocket to take out a cigarette.I stared up at him, and it only took me a second to think of a way.

I raised my right hand, hooked him around the neck, and pulled him toward me.

He was stunned, and then he took the initiative to come over and grabbed my lips accurately in an instant.

And his lips were dry, even with some dead skin.But his movements were very strong, sucking once and for all, and then fiercely intertwined, brushing my cheek heavily with the tip of his tall nose.I could hear our panting in response, his snorting, and the ambiguous sound of our tongues rubbing against each other.

"Tata..." He uttered very slightly, his voice was very deep and steady.Then I felt his hand, resting in front of my pocket, slowly move up.

I was shaking a little, I just felt like my whole body was shaking.This feeling has not been here for a long time, so strange that I have completely forgotten it.I don't seem to remember everything about the hormones of the budding youth.

The night under the candlelight flashed in my mind, those memory fragments left in the distance.At that time, we were lying on the bed together and laughing until we were tired of laughing, and we could only hear each other's breathing around us.At some point, he leaned over quietly, and then...

I woke up suddenly, opened my already foggy eyes, and then pushed him away.He probably didn't expect me to make a sudden movement, and he staggered backwards, almost falling on his back.

I gasped for breath, only to feel that the burning heat subsided, and my whole body felt extremely cold.

"Tata..." He called my name softly.

But I just want to cry, I don't know why I want to cry. "Don't follow me, Snape," I said, "I want to be alone."

I left, and this time he didn't follow.He stayed away.