[HP] Tsundere from afar

When Voldemort summoned Death Eaters, the Dark Mark would always burn us, so I followed the Dark Mark's guidance to the Shrieking Shack.

I learned the Unforgivable Curse tragically, but I can't Apparate.This led to a long walk, and the walk to the Shrieking Shack was the hardest walk I've had lately, having been pretending to be a lady in Malfoy Manor for a long time.

I ended up running straight down the road, and the road around the Shrieking Shack was uneven, and I fell a lot, but the thought of Professor Snape made me anxious.Some people learn to be good after a fall, but I have to continue to be bad after one fall, and this stupid perseverance carried me to the screaming shack.

At that time, my knees had taken advantage of the trend and left something cool.

It is estimated that the smell of blood stimulated Nagini, and this greedy and cold creature welcomed me warmly.Then I ripped the huge snake off its feet, which weighed like a pig, and tossed it aside with a very understanding look.

Actually I don't want to see it at all...

The very human Nagini hissed at me, but he didn't really make any real attacks on me. After the threat passed, he slowly swam away to other places away from the screaming shack.

When I entered the Shrieking Shack, it was empty.But there was a strong bloody smell in the air, just like the smell when Voldemort killed those goblins and security guards. I frowned all of a sudden, and some bad premonitions gradually became stronger.

"Fluorescent flashes!"

"Except your weapons!"

Before I could react, a familiar voice had cast a spell and hit me.This made my wand come out of my hand, and the blue halo that was still gathering at the top of the wand gradually dispersed, turning into a parabola and disappearing without a trace.

But this bright parabola illuminated Harry in front of me, who was obviously also very surprised.Immediately afterwards, Hermione and the others emerged from behind the debris, and Harry lowered the wand in his hand, hesitating to speak: "Eve?"

"I'm sorry, I thought it was someone else." Harry explained a little caught off guard, his face was smudged and black, and he was holding a glass bottle dripping with crystals.

Looking at this kind of weird task item, I suddenly felt that the plot was really overwhelming.

"What's that?" I saw a pair of feet protruding from behind Harry, and pushed Harry away to look.

Following the moonlight shining through the window, I saw Professor Snape who was dying behind them, and my bad premonition seemed to be confirmed.Some kind of anger and fear raged around my heart like a flame, I ran over eagerly, tremblingly looking at Professor Snape who was almost dead.

This majestic but really nice professor in the past is now as weak as Ruth at that time. I suddenly missed his high spirits when he deducted our points.

"Professor?" I asked tremblingly, and then I put my hand under the professor's big nose, and his faint breath told me the fact that he was still alive.

So I frantically took out those bottles of fresh water and blood tonic from my pocket, and shouted at Harry in a panic, "Come help, quick!"

"No, Eve." Hermione looked at me a little unbearably: "It's that poisonous snake..."

"Then you don't come here!" I almost screamed, took out a little fresh cream and wiped it on the professor's neck, and the bleeding skin began to heal very slowly.You must know that Nagini's venom has the effect of slowing the healing of the wound. I don't know how much white fresh water I have applied, but as the muscles heal slowly, my heartbeat can't stop.

But I'm so close to Professor Snape, his black robes are covered with congealed blood, which is quite shocking.

For a moment, I thought of girls bleeding during their periods.

Next, I took out the blood tonic potion and poured it into the professor's mouth. Some of the blood tonic potion was poured into the mouth, but a lot of liquid flowed down. At this time, I seemed to be teaching Professor Snape to me Those knowledge of potions fed back to him.

I became a little scared, and unconsciously touched the professor's hand, and I suspected it was an ice sculpture.So I didn't know what to do, and I did everything I could. Now I can only hold the professor's hand and say nothing, hoping that he will get better, even though his breathing is barely detectable now.

As if dead for a long time.

I've seen a lot of people killed by Voldemort, but to witness the death of someone I respected so head-on was brutal.I'm a bit paranoid about not wanting Professor Snape to die like this, because I don't like halfway things at all.

Obviously I have worked so hard to come here, but the truth is always mixed.

"Eve?" Hermione patted my shoulder sadly, but at the moment she patted my shoulder, the professor's hand suddenly moved. I was a little overwhelmed and surprised, but very uncertain.

So I spread out the professor's hand and watched carefully until Professor Snape's finger moved again.Only then did I laugh out a little weakly, feeling sweaty all over after the night wind blew.

"Professor Snape is still alive." I didn't turn my head, just stated a sentence, with a little emotion for the rest of my life.

The cold wind of the night brushed against my drenched forehead again, making me start to calm down.

"Get out of here." I turned to look at Hermione and the others, "right now."

At a certain moment when I said this sentence, I felt an unspeakable pain around my heart, as if someone was pinching my heart and threatening me.

I realized that maybe this was the unbreakable bullshit vow.

"Right now!" I yelled a little sharply.

Then the sound of Harry's leaving footsteps could be heard outside the Shrieking Shack, until I could no longer hear those voices clearly, the pain around my heart eased a little, you know I just thought I was going to explode and die.

The professor's breathing was gradually calm and even, but in the silence, suddenly there was the sound of footsteps approaching the room, a hurried and slightly weird footstep.

"Snape!" The voice was obviously Bella, and she even laughed wildly a few times: "Snape? Are you there?"

Almost made me break out in a cold sweat again---

I quickly dragged Professor Snape to the debris to cover it up, and scattered the white meat and blood tonic potion into the professor's arms.In fact, such a weak professor is very sad, and in some cases it is really heroic.

But I didn't have time to think so much, I retrieved the wand that Harry had knocked off, and I pointed to a glove box and cast a curse in a low voice: "The shape changes drastically!"

The box turned into Professor Snape lying on the ground, the feeling of being dead for a long time is quite realistic, I hope I can get away with it.

Thanks Professor McGonagall for teaching me Transfiguration!

Then Bella appeared behind me, obviously very curious as to why I was here: "Why are you here, Eve?"

She approached me, pacing haughtily like a dangerous female warrior. Bella's black hair blended with this night, with a bit of the unique arrogance and paranoia of the Black family.She just casually glanced at the Professor Snape I conjured up, and then nodded her head in satisfaction.

"The master is calling us just now." I raised the black demon mark on my arm, and then shrugged my shoulders casually: "But after coming here, I was in vain."

Bella narrowed her eyes and approached me, and exhaled at me with dissatisfaction. The bangs fluttering on her forehead hit my face because of her breath, as if deliberately teasing me: "I knew it!"

"Hufflepuff like you must have come here bouncing on your calves!" She glanced at me with a bit of contempt, and then waved her wand casually to stop the swelling and bleeding on my knee.

I suddenly realized that she had cast me many times to reduce swelling and stop bleeding... Even Hermione and the others didn't notice the injury on my knee just now.

"Let's go!" Bella put her wand on her shoulder a little arrogantly, then turned around and stretched out her hand to me and said, "Master and the others have already gone to the Forbidden Forest, now I can only take you there."

Her appearance is a bit ruffian, but her face is full of pure-blood nobility, that kind of paranoid and crazy beauty makes her temperament vivid and real.Now I suddenly think about Bella's ending——

It was as if Mrs. Weasley had cast a spell on the heart.

I imagined that this woman, who has always been unlovable, maintained a crazy and weird expression, and fell to the ground like a horror doll, never laughing again, never going out like a ruffian Jumping wildly, I will never torture innocent people again.

It seems like a good thing, but it doesn't make people happy.

She became obviously impatient, and she stared at me dissatisfiedly with her wandering eyes, "Who did you petrify, Eve?!"

"Bella." I finally called out her name: "Get out of here."

She suddenly widened her eyes, and the sense of seeing that the eyes were about to fall out appeared again. She approached me threateningly and did not speak.After a long while, we were still facing each other like this, and this was the only time I had overflowed my sympathy with the Death Eaters.

But this kind of thing seems destined to be fruitless, although I have tried my best to do it.

"You know what I mean, Bella."

She tilted her head suddenly, and looked at me seriously. You must know that Bella's skin is extremely white, and she looks even more beautiful in the dark at this moment, with a special sense of beauty.She hooked her mouth ironically: "No, I don't know."

"Stop joking!" She suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to her.A certain faint fragrance came from her, as if unique to her, "How could I leave the Dark Lord?!"

That's right, Bella seems to have been born for Voldemort. One of them is a runaway cartoon, and the other is a horror non-mainstream, which is a good match.

"Hold on, Eve." She twitched the corners of her mouth, as if trying to cast the apparition spell, but then stared at me again without speaking.

"Bella?" I asked tentatively.

A rare and very familiar light suddenly appeared in her pair of black eyes, and she suddenly moved her face closer to me at a particularly fast speed.Her eyes and I began to look at each other seriously, I thought she was so weird like a doll, so I burst out laughing.

Then Bella started laughing too, the kind of smile that wasn't crazy or weird at all, and she told me with that smile on her lips that she didn't look like that crazy woman---

"I've always thought you look like a person, but she's not like you." When she said this, there was even sadness in her eyes that I couldn't catch. "She seems to be very stupid..."

It seemed that the person who said this was not Bella at all, but another person who had an unspeakable relationship with me.