HP Snape's Redemption

Amy turned her head and glanced at Jenny again. She lowered her head, shook her head, and stubbornly grabbed Jenny's arm: "If you are afraid of being late, try your best, don't say it's useless. Slytherin cares about honor, But I don't think they'll leave their friends behind either."

Jenny nodded, and jumped up even harder, but the stairs seemed to be against them, and he turned with a sound of "squeak."

Now they had no hope of arriving before class.

"Let go of me, Amy, you know we're never going to get there," Jenny started again.

"If you were left alone, you might not even be able to make it past the second class."

"But if we're together, you'll get points. Two points."

Amy nodded, she didn't speak, she still stubbornly dragged Jenny to the Transfiguration classroom.

She didn't know how to choose, but the image of Harry not looking back repeatedly appeared in Amy's mind.She couldn't leave a single friend behind, not even Slytherin's honor, no matter what!

Jenny didn't refute Amy anymore, he tried to make himself jump faster, faster...

But when they arrived, it was already 5 minutes late.

"Ten points from Slytherin for your lateness," McGonagall began, looking like she was a strict professor.

"Wait a minute professor, my leg hurts, Amy is late because she was waiting for me".Jenny retorted.

Professor McGonagall looked at Jenny's swollen left leg, "Mr. Bruce's lateness is justifiable, and Slytherin will add 5 points back, but I'm sorry Miss Jin, you were late without applying, I have to deduct Fuck your 5 points."

"But..." Jenny blushed, and he was about to say something, when a shrill voice came from the lion of Gryffindor: "Look, someone from Slytherin is also late. Oh, yes Kim, I hear she's a Slytherin prefect."

Amy recognized the voice, it was Ron's voice.

"The prefect took the lead and was late?"

"That's interesting, Professor McGonagall. I think the prefect should get double the points for being late."

There was chaos in the lion camp, they slapped the table hard, "Deduct another 5 points, deduct another 5 points!"

Amy pulled Jenny to sit next to Slytherin. The little snakes in Slytherin were calm on the surface, but Amy saw disappointment on their faces.

"You don't deserve to be a prefect at all!" A little snake next to Amy suddenly said to her, and sorted out the textbooks in hand, and sat in another seat.

"I'm sorry I put you down," Jenny whispered to Amy, looking terribly guilty.

"There's nothing to be sorry about, sometimes you'll find—you have to make a choice," Amy opened the textbook pretending to be calm, she bit her lip, hearing the phrase 'You don't deserve to be a prefect at all! 'Amy's tears welled up in her eyes.

"I still have to bear the consequences and live," Amy bit her lips. The smell of rust mixed with the pain made her shrink back her tears. "I'm trying to do this now, Jenny."?

☆、chapter10

"Okay, be quiet, be quiet," Professor McGonagall knocked on the table, "Let's start today's lesson, you all put a match in front of you, this is a very simple little magic, you just need to think in your mind, and turn it into a needle."

"You should deduct another 5 gold points, Professor!" Ron protested loudly, pointing at Amy, "She is late as the prefect!"

"Points deducted, points deducted!" The other cubs suddenly became excited, and they shouted rhythmically, one louder than the other.

Sweat soaked in Amy's palm, and she looked up at Professor McGonagall nervously.

"Shut your mouth, Weasley!" Jenny also stood up angrily, and he shook his fist at Ron, "Otherwise I'm going to beat you!"

"Sit down, Mr. Bruce," McGonagall knocked on the table again, and the Gryffindor lions almost fell silent with triumphant smiles.

Amy saw that Ron lip-synced to himself in the crowd: "Wait to be punished, you evil Slytherin!"

"Mr. Weasley, I had to deduct five more Glenpoint points for you interrupting me in class at random," Professor McGonagall began.

When Ron heard this, he immediately froze. He glared at Amy with great dissatisfaction, and Jenny shook his fist at Ron.

This turmoil passed under Professor McGonagall's impartiality and strictness.

Amy got five points deducted and she had to find a way to win them back, not just because of 'Slytherin's honor', Amy staked her pride.

She couldn't stand the sentence, 'You don't deserve to be a prefect at all', and Amy swore she would make that man admit herself.

She can!

Amy took a deep breath, she concentrated her attention, turned into a needle, quickly turned into a needle, Amy said silently.

But the match lay on the table and refused to become a needle, and it even wriggled and moved further away from Amy under Amy's magic.

She didn't give up, Amy tried again and again, she felt the magic swim along her body, then gathered on the tip of the wand, and finally fell on the match.

Perhaps the intensity should be less?Amy thought, and she tried again.

wrong.

Maybe it should be bigger?

wrong.

Could it be that you are waving your wand too far?

Still not right.

Amy tried again and again, but she failed again and again.

She doesn't want to give up.

Just when Amy couldn't turn the match into a slender needle, a message came from Gryffindor.

Someone has already done it.

Professor McGonagall walked over, and she picked up the match that turned into a needle: "Miss Granger has succeeded, everyone, take a look. Add 5 points to Gryffindor!"

Amy tightened her hand holding the wand, she glanced at Gryffindor, took another deep breath, and continued to try.

Time passed by, and Amy here still got nothing.

She noticed that even almost everyone was able to sharpen the ends of the match a little bit, while the match in front of her remained the same without any visible change.

Fear suddenly seized Amy's heart, and she was left far behind!

Near the end of the get out of class, one of the Slytherins also managed to turn matches into needles.

Draco Malfoy, the boy who had told her there was going to be another match.

Amy clutched her wand, sweating all over her body.

The get out of class bell rang suddenly, and the match in front of Amy was still motionless. She felt that the laughter around her seemed to be mocking herself.

"It's okay, Harry!" Amy heard Ron's discordant voice again, "Kim hasn't conjured anything, she's no better than us at all, maybe she can be a Slytherin prefect, completely It is because she is the savior."

"But who knows, the savior can only be one of you, she just happened to appear—" "Shut up, Weasley!" Jenny was furious and wanted to hit Ron with his fist.

But Jenny's left leg restrained his movement, and before his fist hit Ron, the whole person fell to the ground due to his unstable center of gravity.

"Look, that stupid pig!" Ron laughed.

Amy helped Jenny up. Instead of looking at Ron, she just stepped forward and stood in front of Harry.

She made a decision, almost instantaneously.

Amy grabbed Harry's collar tightly and said, "I'll let you know, which of us is more like the savior."

After Amy finished speaking, she ignored Harry and Ron, and despite Ron's ridicule, she helped Jenny, they had to go to the second class, and Amy didn't want to be late twice a day.

"Amy!" Harry said suddenly, as if he wanted to stop her.

But Ron stopped Harry: "She's an evil Slytherin, Harry, you have to be impartial!"

So Amy didn't hear Harry speak again.She knew that if Harry spoke again, she would stop.

If Harry said, 'Sorry, you're still my sister,' Amy would definitely go up and give him a hug.

But Harry didn't.