miss foley of hp hogwarts

When Snape woke up, Ace was leaning over the bed. This was what Ace's bedroom looked like in Foley Manor.

How are you here?

Snape couldn't tell whether this was at Foley Manor or the Room of Requirement at Hogwarts.

He looked at Ace who was leaning to the side. She was not sleeping peacefully, her beautiful brows were furrowed, and she woke up as soon as Snape stood up slightly.

"Severus, are you awake!?"

The girl's eyes were red, and her face was first full of surprise, then full of grievance and fear, as if she was a little girl abandoned on the roadside.

Snape's heart felt like a needle had been stabbed, and the endless pain rose from his heart, which was even more uncomfortable than Voldemort's Crucifixion.

He took Ace's hand, pulled her into his arms, and held her tightly.

"Severus! Your legs-"

"I will never leave you alone, Ace."

Snape said these words in her ear, softly but firmly.

This made Ace's body stiffen, as if he was under a immobilizing spell and was frozen in place.Tears dripped through his shirt and onto Snape's chest.

After a while, she climbed onto the bed and snuggled gently into Snape's arms, her body shaking slightly and whimpering like a deer.

Snape could only hug her helplessly and caress her back. She was so thin that her spine was a little painful.

Snape lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against Ace's forehead, trying to comfort Ace in this dog-like way.

He knew Ace was frightened, but he also thought he almost wouldn't make it back to Hogwarts alive.

The long night has passed.

Just when Asta was about to turn Hogwarts over to find Ace, she finally came out of the Room of Requirement.

"Where have you been, Ace? I've been looking for you all day, and you didn't even go to class!"

Asta was angry and flustered, and she didn't go to class in order to find Ace.

She dreamed of something bad last night, and when she woke up in a fright, she didn't see Ace who was supposed to be sleeping in the other bed.

After not finding her all day long, Asta almost thought that dream had come true.

Ace was a little apologetic, "I'm in the Room of Requirement. I forgot to leave you a message, Asta."

Tears burst into Asta's eyes and she hugged Ace, "Do you know I'm going to be worried to death! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Ace was startled by her reaction, "What's wrong, Asta?"

"I, woo woo - I had a dream, I dreamed that you, woo, you were no longer here."

Ace could only smile softly and pat her back to comfort her, "How could it be, Asta, this is Hogwarts, nothing will happen to me."

"It was just a dream, Asta," she said.

Asta stopped responding and just sobbed softly on Ace's shoulder.

Although Asta is smart, he has always been a bit careless and doesn't like to take everything to heart.

Ever since she turned on her divination talent, her intuition had become very accurate. She felt that Ace and Diane were hiding something very important from her.

So, she secretly concealed her talent and only said that Professor Tarot was very optimistic about her.

If Ace knew about this talent, he and Diane would definitely restrict her and not allow her to help.

After waking up in the night, she didn't see Ace. Asta searched everywhere in Hogwarts, but she wasn't sure if the person in the Room of Requirement was Ace. Her heart didn't relax until the moment she saw Ace. Come.

She dreamed that for some unknown reason, Ace went to find Voldemort without telling everyone.She intended to kill him alone, but she ended up dying in Gaunt's old house in the unknown village of Little Hangleton.

Asta shuddered as he recalled the monster-like Voldemort in his dream.

She finally calmed down, raised her head and asked, "What are you doing here all day, not even going to alchemy class?"

Ace wiped Asta's tear-stained and overly beautiful cheek and said perfunctorily, "Principal Dumbledore asked me and Snape to prepare some potions. Professor Raz and I have asked for leave."

Asta's eyes were red and he asked suspiciously: "Really?"

Ace tried some healing potion that he brewed last night, and it was surprisingly effective.

Last night, even Madam Pomfrey's actions could only restrain the dark magic remaining on Snape's wound from continuing to cause harm to him. The only way to do this was to try the potion formula she gave him.

Through Ace's experiment, it seems that the effect is pretty good so far.

The redness and swelling in her eyes have completely disappeared, and her overall condition is extremely good. Let alone Asta, even Diane can't see anything strange here.

She nodded and walked towards the dining room with Asta on her arm, "Really, Asta."

After dinner, Ace said that she would go to Dumbledore to report the progress, which made Asta believe her story.

As for Snape not appearing in the restaurant, she had no doubts. After all, Snape often did this, and now she thought he was probably still preparing potions.

Dumbledore stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back, but he did not look at the students below, but looked into the distance.

"Oh, what I did was wrong, Gellert."

Dumbledore sighed and turned back to his seat, waiting for Ace's arrival.

Fawkes tilted his head and glanced at Dumbledore, as if mocking him for asking the last person he should ask.

"Professor Dumbledore." Ace closed the door and walked to the desk filled with all kinds of weird gadgets.

"Mr. Snape is okay, Ace."

"The formula given by Madam Pomfrey is very curative, so it's nothing serious." Ace shook his head.

"Voldemort gave Severus a recipe for a soul-healing potion. It seems that he was severely tortured by the side effects of soul-splitting."

"Is this potion difficult to prepare?" Dumbledore was a little confused.

There were wizards among the Death Eaters who were good at preparing potions, so why risk going to Hogwarts and hand them over to Snape for him to prepare?

"It's not very difficult, but -" Ace raised his eyes and looked at Dumbledore, "There is a piece of material that only we can get."

"Oh?" Dumbledore had already predicted that if there was something that could only be obtained at Hogwarts, that was it.

"Fox's tears," Ace whispered.

Fox chirped, his eyes rolled to look at Ace, and his paws jumped on the shelf a few times.

Dumbledore stood up and stroked its fallen red-gold feathers, his tone full of guilt, "I'm going to trouble you again, old man."

Phoenix's tears are so precious, and of course they come with a price. Fox is already near the end of his life, and it is estimated that he will have to pay for it in this life.

If the preparation of this not-so-difficult potion failed in Snape's hands, Voldemort would have to suspect them. This concentration potion must be prepared.

At Dumbledore's signal, Ace took out a small glass bottle and handed it to him.

Fox raised his little head and glanced at Dumbledore and Ace, and finally focused his eyes on the mouth of the bottle.

Dumbledore took a few tears from Fawkes himself.

Then Ace watched Fox fall from the bird stand into the dusty basin placed below, and a golden red fire lit up with a "boom".

"This--"

Dumbledore waved his hand, "Go ahead, you will see Fawkes again in a while."

Ace turned and left, but she didn't immediately return to the Room of Requirement.

She went to the owl loft.

Jerry flew further south in the rising moon.