HP's Lost and the Lighthouse

After this, Snape didn't see Dumbledore for a long time - of course, as the headmaster, Dumbledore naturally had to deal with the negative impact of Rita Skeeter's report on Hagrid.The second round of the Triwizard Tournament is coming. As the principal of the host school, Dumbledore has to arrange the venue for the second round and communicate with the mermaid at the bottom of the Black Lake...

But inexplicably, he still wanted to meet Dumbledore, if only to complain about Moody's inexplicable finding fault, or talk about the change of the Dark Mark...

It's almost like a child!Snape secretly despised himself inwardly.Indeed, Moody's current situation in school is not good because of Moody's constant finding faults, and Karkaroff's surprise at the change of the Dark Mark also upset him-oh, and his own office The medicinal materials stolen from the hospital... But it is not uncommon for the situation to be worse. Why do you rely on Dumbledore now?

He walked slowly through the corridors of the castle according to the usual night patrol track, thinking about what happened recently.

The night watch was not long, and Snape returned to his office door soon.Just at the door, his hand that pushed the door stopped.Unlike when he went out before, the candles in the office were lit, and the door of the cabinet containing the potion ingredients was open-someone broke into his office!

At this moment, a shrill scream sounded.Without much hesitation, Snape turned around and walked quickly towards the direction the voice came from.

It's Filch.He was standing in the stairwell holding a golden egg that obviously belonged to a certain warrior, and Mrs. Norris was circling around his feet.

He was about to ask Filch to help him search for those who broke into the office, when the sound of "thump, thump, thump" that he was so familiar with for a while made Snape stop talking suddenly, and his expression changed. It's hard to see.

It's Moody again - just haunted!

Thinking of Moody's various reasons for finding fault recently, Snape pursed his lips and was about to leave.However, he reacted too late after all, before he even had time to stop Filch from telling about the theft of his office.

Sure enough, at such a moment, Moody's piercing magic eyes had already fixed on him.

"Did I hear you right, Snape?" he said slowly. "Someone broke into your office?"

Snape gritted his teeth and suppressed his inner anger: "It doesn't matter." He said coldly.

"On the contrary," growled Moody, "that's very important. Who's going to break into your office?"

The sarcasm in Moody's words that Snape heard, obviously, in Moody's perception, it is impossible for anyone to be willing to break into the office of a 'former Death Eater'.He tried to hold back his anger, and felt the blood vessels around his temples throbbing.

"Probably a student," he said as calmly and nonchalantly as possible, "it's happened before. Potion ingredients are missing from my private pantry... No doubt a student wanted to make a forbidden potion... "

"You think they're looking for potion ingredients, huh?" asked Moody. "You don't have anything else hidden in your office, do you?"

Snape's cheeks flushed an annoyed red. "You know I'm hiding nothing, Moody," he said in a low, irritated voice. "Didn't you search my office yourself?"

"It's an Auror's prerogative, Snape. Dumbledore told me to keep a close eye on—"

"Dumbledore happens to trust me," said Snape through gritted teeth. "I can't believe he ordered you to search my office!"

"Of course Dumbledore trusts you," roared Moody. "He's a very gullible man, isn't he? Always thinks that people deserve second chances. But I—I think some stains don't wash off, Snape. Some stains never wash off, you know what I mean?"

Snape's cheeks paled, and he grabbed his left arm with his right hand.

As an old Auror, Moody naturally knew what was on his left arm, and Snape's action obviously pleased him, and he laughed loudly: "Go back to sleep, Snape."

"You have no right to order me anywhere!" Snape's face was very ugly.He didn't know why he grabbed the Dark Mark subconsciously. It was obvious that Dumbledore had already stated that he didn't think the Dark Mark could represent anything... "I have the same right as you to inspect this school at night!"

"Then just go round," said Moody. "I knew I'd run into you someday in the dark hallway...By the way, you've lost something..."

Snape looked down at the parchment Moody was pointing at, and thought he had seen it somewhere before.Slowly, something came to his mind—last year, when Potter slipped to Hogsmeade to play—

"The parchment is coming!"

"I made a mistake," said Moody, folding the parchment and pocketing it. "It's mine—I must have dropped it earlier—"

Snape didn't care what he said, he looked at the golden egg in Filch's arms, then at the parchment that Moody put away—

"Potter," he said softly, connecting everything in his head.

"What do you mean?" Moody asked quietly.

"Potter!" said Snape angrily. "That golden egg is Potter's, and that parchment is Potter's too. I've seen it before, and I recognize it! Potter is here! Potter, Wearing his invisibility cloak!"

He turned his head and groped his way up the stairs, trying to find Potter who was supposed to be hiding there.Moody's magic eye could see through the cloak, and he knew for sure that Potter was here!

"There's nothing there, Snape!" roared Moody, "but I'd love to tell the Headmaster how easily you suspect Harry Potter!"

Snape's movements suddenly froze. He was [-]% sure that Potter was here, but that didn't mean he could catch Potter.Moody was Dumbledore's most trusted friend, and he must not lose Dumbledore's trust...

"What do you mean?" he whispered, still not giving up on finding Potter.

"I mean, Dumbledore's interested in knowing who's up to that boy!" said Moody, "and, Snape, I'm... interested..."

Snape looked down at Moody, weighed everything in his mind, and in the end he was still unwilling to risk Dumbledore's trust in him, and slowly and unwillingly let go.

"I just think," he tried to sound calm, "that if Potter hangs around in the middle of the night again...it's a regrettable bad habit of his...he should be stopped. For—for himself safety."

"Ah, I see," said Moody. "You have Potter's best interests at heart, don't you?"

A moment of silence.They stare at each other.

"I want to go back to bed," Snape said suddenly.

"You only have this idea that is the most reasonable tonight."

The author has something to say:

The professor is pitiful 1551, threatened by Barty Jr. disguised as Moody, and he has to worry about Moody's credit in front of the principal and dare not turn his face

Knowing that Potter was nearby, he couldn't seize and deduct his points, the professor felt uncomfortable!Wronged!You need a hug from Albus!

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