HP's Lost and the Lighthouse

The old man looked into Snape's suspicious eyes and smiled: "Don't doubt it, Severus, I'm not sure if he really put a curse on this position, but after Voldemort failed to apply for a job, there is no professor who can continue to teach this position." Subject - I know what you're trying to say." He raised his hand to stop Snape's words.

"Indeed, you were the only one he asked to apply for the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. But after that, he already knew that I rejected you--" Dumbledore said, "I am not sure that you will be dismissed rashly." Whether being placed in this position will touch the legendary curse, and, because of your special status, this possible curse may become more dangerous because of being stimulated - after all, in Voldemort's eyes, your position It should be the Potions Master."

He looked at Snape thoughtfully: "Do you understand what I mean?"

The reason Dumbledore said is not unfounded, but...

"Then why is it possible this year?"

The headmaster lowered his eyes and smiled: "Don't you understand, Severus, this year is a special year—" He pointed to his right hand, "And he trusts you more now than last year, and he probably won't be right You do it... Besides, no matter what the result is, you are doomed to be unable to continue teaching this subject next year."

"Anyway," he said, "I hope you're happier this year at least."

Snape's intended rebuttal faltered - Dumbledore always seemed to find a way to make him irrefutable, no matter the time.

He turned his face away, feeling no positive emotion from Dumbledore's explanation.

"I'm afraid it won't work," he said, with the corners of his mouth forced into a sarcasm. "No matter what the subject, you can't change the hopelessly dull minds of students."

Dumbledore was amused by the words: "Be lenient, Severus, you can't expect all students to show exceptional talent."

"Humph."

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Regardless of whether the reasons given by Dumbledore are true or not—in fact, this is not that important—this somewhat calmed Snape's increasingly restless mood recently, allowing him to be patient and slow down for a long time afterwards. Slowly spy on Draco's whereabouts instead of bluntly expecting the other party to tell him the answer.

But the Slytherin boy was far more savvy than Potter's clumsy way of keeping secrets - and he had a mother who was always outside the school to support his operations.

It was difficult for Snape to say whether Narcissa also wanted Draco to complete that task alone, even though she had declared to him so firmly that 'Draco could not complete the Dark Lord's task', when he tried to get Draco from her When she found out Draco's plans, her answers were always watertight, and she would only take the initiative to remind him when the boy was trying to do something dangerous.

He could only observe the boy's movements by himself.

However, Snape didn't really have a clue until something happened again at Hogwarts - Draco was so shrewd as a teenager on this matter, Snape was sure he at least used Polyjuice Potion Potion or something to cover his tracks.He dared to say that if it wasn't the shrewdness inherited from Lucius, then someone must be behind the scenes - and the candidate was very obvious.

This incident really hit Dumbledore much—although he has tried his best to strengthen the security of the school, there are still students who are hurt because of him.He tried hard not to lose his temper with Snape - it wasn't entirely Snape's fault, Snape must have put a lot of effort into the task assigned to him, not to mention the fact that he had recently given the young man The pressure is already heavy enough.

But when Dumbledore came out to ask Snape about his progress because of the second wounding incident, he couldn't help being annoyed at the lack of progress.

"Are you sure you've tried your best?" He couldn't help questioning, "Severus, if this continues, more and more students will only be hurt!"

Snape was taken aback by Dumbledore's suddenly sharp tone, and couldn't help becoming angry.His recent mood is really not very good, not only because of Draco's affairs, but also because of Dumbledore's approaching death day by day as time goes by.He frowned to suppress his anger, and after a while he said as calmly as possible: "I'm trying to figure out a way... Narcissa Malfoy is helping him cover up, I'm afraid he has boxes of Polyjuice Potion in his hand—"

"Isn't that your specialty?" interrupted Dumbledore. "Shouldn't that bother you, Potions Master?"

"That kind of potion is far from that simple, you take it for granted," he retorted angrily, "Besides, I have to take care of seven grade students and their homework... I don't have time to pay attention to one person all the time. Since If you are so worried, it is better to let him succeed directly, so that it will not affect others."

"I can't, Severus, I've already talked to you about my reasons." Dumbledore said, his tone was enough to be considered a gaffe, given his usual image in the outside world, " This is what you promised me, there is nothing to say." He said firmly.

"But now this matter is not what I think I can do!" The young man said, he wanted to say something, but swallowed it back, but followed Dumbledore's footsteps a little distractedly.

There was a moment of silence, and the wind in early March rolled the weeds on the ground and the new branches of the trees, whining past the two of them.Probably because they were immersed in their own emotions, the two of them, who were always cautious, didn't notice the small rustling sound coming from behind them for a moment.After walking for a while, Dumbledore finally managed to calm down.

"Start in another direction, okay? Chacha Slytherin..." he said, taking a deep breath. "Sorry, Severus, I was just... in a hurry."

Snape nodded with a stiff face, annoyed that he was easily aroused by Dumbledore's accusation-he shouldn't be like this, since the task entrusted to him by the old man, he should understand that Dumbledore was How much responsibility did he bear on himself...

Dumbledore watched his Defense Against the Dark Arts professor hesitate to speak, and finally just sighed deeply.

There was another silence, one that Snape had never realized was always so silent when he and Dumbledore were together.He realized that Dumbledore seemed to have wanted to say something more, but the old man had clearly decided to swallow what he should have said - perhaps that was how Dumbledore chose to keep some things from him.

He couldn't help thinking about those times in his memory when Dumbledore was hesitant to speak like today, but he couldn't remember any details.It seems that the old man has always looked confident...

"Severus, hurry up, will you?" Dumbledore's voice interrupted his thoughts.He looked as if he wanted to raise his hand to pat the shoulder of the young man in black, but he put it down halfway.

"Sweet dream, Severus." He stood at the door and bid farewell, watching the silent back of Head Slytherin disappearing around the corner of the castle, looking back at the cold night outside the castle, couldn't help but sigh again tone.

——He is really out of control today... It's not entirely because of anxiety, it is indeed much more difficult to control his emotions in front of close people than in front of other people...

The author has something to say:

About the second half of the two people's 'quarrel' comes from Hagrid's words [so the rustling sound behind is Hagrid, don't be afraid hhhhhhhh]

To quote the original text:

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"You've got to look at it from their point of view," said Hagrid heavily. "There's always some risk in sending kids to Hogwarts, isn't there? With hundreds of underage wizards locked together, there's bound to be some risk. Accident, isn't it? But murder is of a different nature, no wonder Dumbledore is so naive to—" Hagrid stopped suddenly, the face peeking out from between his shaggy black beard with a familiar guilty expression.

"What?" Harry asked quickly, "Dumbledore mad at Snape?"

"I didn't say that," Hagrid denied, but his terrified look was the most convincing revelation. "Look at the time, it's almost twelve o'clock, I have to—"

"Hagrid, why is Dumbledore angry with Snape?" Harry asked loudly.

"Hush!" said Hagrid, looking nervous and annoyed. "Don't yell that, you want me to lose my job? Oh, I guess you don't care, do you, you've given up on protecting the magic anyway—"

"Don't make me feel guilty, it's no use!" said Harry sharply. "What did Snape do?"

"I don't know, Harry, I shouldn't have heard it at all! I - well, I came out of the woods the other day and heard them talking - arguing. I didn't like to be noticed, so I stalked behind , trying not to listen, but it was a heated discussion, and it was not easy not to listen."

"Say?" Harry urged, and Hagrid's big feet moved uneasily.

"Well - I heard Snape say that Dumbledore took too much for granted, maybe he - Snape - didn't want to do it anymore -"

"What else?"

"I don't know, Harry, it sounds like Snape thought it was too much work, that's all - but, Dumbledore said straight up that Snape agreed to do it, there's nothing to say. Tough on him .And then he talked about asking Snape to investigate his house, Slytherin. Well, it's nothing strange!" Seeing Harry and Hermione look at each other meaningfully, Hagrid said hastily, "The heads of all the houses We have to investigate the matter of the necklace—”]

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I feel that the sixth part........There is nothing to write about. Dumbledore runs out every day, and the two of them only talk a few times. I can't just use the sixth part to get by. ...... π_π