HP: Embrace the Darkness

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The little white tiger happily rubbed his head against Snape's hand. Snape didn't stop him and just looked at him quietly.

Soon, surrounded by the familiar smell, the little white tiger fell into a deep sleep and purred slightly.

Snape originally thought that he would not be able to sleep because of the little white tiger's presence, but in the rhythmic snoring of the little white tiger, he relaxed unknowingly.

Not long after, he fell asleep peacefully.

The cellar was quiet again, and Snape was sleeping with his dark pajamas on, revealing his white collarbone in his movements.

One of the slender pale arms held the warm little white tiger, and the other rested casually on the quilt.

The potion master's breathing has always been light and shallow, but his eyebrows and eyes have rarely relaxed. Even his usually tight lips have relaxed, calm and gentle, completely different from his usual harsh look.

No one noticed that the glimmer of light emanated from his arms, falling softly on one person and one tiger, covering them.

The little white tiger only slept after eating and drinking, and with the abundant magic power in his body, he opened his eyes within a few hours.

There was calmness in the clear blue eyes. He looked at the sleeping Snape quietly and noticed his messy pajamas. The little white tiger raised his paws and gently pulled them into order.

Snape slept so peacefully that he didn't even notice that his pajamas slipped over his Adam's apple.

The little white tiger closed his eyes again.

When Snape woke up, he found that the little white tiger had woken up at some point and was looking at him quietly with his round eyes open.

Snape was in a trance. The confusion that he had just woken up made him lose consciousness for a moment before he realized that his state was different from usual. There was no headache or drowsiness, only the refreshing feeling of adequate sleep filled his body.

He half propped up his body and looked at the little white tiger with complicated eyes.

This was the most comfortable sleep he had had in a long time, with no insomnia, no nightmares, and no waking up.

A safe, complete sleep.

The little white tiger couldn't understand the look in his eyes, so when he saw him waking up, he happily rubbed his chest.

The loose pajamas slipped under his movement and got stuck on the Potions Master's arm.

Snape came to his senses as soon as he came over, but did not stop him from moving.

Seeing his pajamas slipping down, he sat up and gathered his pajamas. He had classes today, so he simply turned around and went to change clothes.

The little white tiger was surprisingly well-behaved at this time. He didn't bark or move, he just sat upright on the bed and waited quietly.

But Snape couldn't ignore his presence.

"go out."

He said coldly.

The little white tiger's eyes widened in confusion, and he looked at Snape with confusion.

Snape knew that it was useless to explain to him, so he raised his hand to pick up the back of the neck, flicked it skillfully, and threw the little white tiger out of the trap.

"Just be patient."

The door closed with a bang, and the little white tiger fell to the ground and rolled around a few times, lying on the ground in a daze.

Why was it thrown out?

His small eyes are filled with big questions.

The door was opened again, and the little white tiger guarding the door rushed forward, hugged Snape's feet, and howled wildly.

Snape didn't understand what he meant for a moment, until a loud "gurgling" sound came from the little white tiger's belly.

Snape was stunned for a moment and looked at the belly of the little white tiger, with a subtle flash in his eyes.

"You are hungry?"

He answered the question in the affirmative, with a pleasant smile in his voice.

The little white tiger didn't understand why he was suddenly happy, but still hugged his legs and howled loudly.

"Nina."

The diligent Nina appeared again, and this time the little white tiger did not reject her too much. His little mind seemed to understand that Nina was the one who delivered the food.

Same as yesterday but different.

Snape looked at the little white tiger who had been staring at him after finishing his food.

"You haven't eaten enough?"

The little white tiger shook his head hesitantly.

"Then why are you looking at my plate?"

The little white tiger still shook his head.

With a rare look of confusion on his face, the potion master tentatively pushed his dinner plate towards the little white tiger.

The little white tiger stared at his face carefully. When he couldn't help but slap the dinner plate on his tiger face, the little white tiger moved.

He quickly pulled the dinner plate over and ate the food in large gulps. His movements were fast and ruthless, and he finished the remaining food of the Potions Master in a few minutes.

After making sure that there was no food left, the little white tiger raised its paws with satisfaction and began to clean itself.

After witnessing everything, Snape made an outrageous but reasonable guess.

So, this stupid tiger is cleaning the food for him.

Snape looked at the empty plate in his hand, feeling strangely sympathetic to Dumbledore at that time.

Shouldn't he be fired by the school director?

You know, feeding someone else's son your own leftovers sounds more insulting than oppressive.

In order to prevent himself from being fired, Snape tried to correct the little white tiger's behavior.

Give him extra meals.

No, the little white tiger's belly is like a bottomless pit. No matter how much he eats, he has to clean up the remaining food.

Stop it by force.

Sometimes it works, the little white tiger is not guarded against him, but when Nina takes the dinner plate, he will grab the food towards Nina and does not stop until he finishes the food.

He could stop the little white tiger, but in this case, the little white tiger could howl all day long, from getting up in the morning to going to bed at night, and the noise would give people a headache.

There was no other way, so the potion master could only ask Nina to reduce his meals, and then try to finish her own food.

This method is a bit of a stretch.

Because Nina didn't know what orders she got from Asses and refused to reduce the food too much, she was stuck on the same amount.

Even if Snape asked her to substitute someone, Nina could still think of a way to add a certain amount of food to the Potions Master's plate.

The potion master was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth, but seeing the ignorant look on the little white tiger's face he couldn't make a move. He could only keep it in mind and wait for Asseth to come back and settle the accounts one by one.

Although the potion master did not admit it, the arrival of the little white tiger had unknowingly changed his life.

Before Little White Tiger, the busy potion master didn't eat much every day, and even the frequency and time of meals were uncertain.

But it's different now. With the little white tiger, he is forced to show up at the dinner table on time every day, otherwise the little white tiger will act everywhere.

He was forced to eat a certain amount of food every day, otherwise the little white tiger would use himself as a trash can to dispose of the food.

So, over the course of a week, the potion master gained weight visibly.

The thin body looks much healthier, and the color on his face is better than before, with a slight rosiness.

The young wizards marveled at Snape every day, curious about Snape's changes, but they did not dare to gossip about the uncertain Potions Professor, so they could only talk quietly.

They didn't dare, but one person did.

In the principal's office, Dumbledore looked at the rosy-faced Snape with a smile. When he was about to explode, he spoke leisurely.

"Severus, you've gained weight."

The cup in Snape's hand suddenly cracked, and the hot tea spilled on his hand, causing it to turn red.