Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

The next day, everything was back to normal. She was heartbroken that the slimy little snake didn't come around again, and Snape was relieved.

Just as it takes courage to chase, so does giving up. It is even more difficult for people to let go of the possibilities that are so close to them when events hit them hard and require them to give up.

However, whether to chase or give up is a split-second decision. Snape thought this was very good.

There was nothing unusual about her expression, just like in previous years, but she no longer always stuck to where he was like a piece of brown candy like before. That's how it should be.

The long period of comfort made him almost forget what kind of person he was, and even began to wish for things he shouldn't have. He is a life that is about to decay, has become old, and has no light.

Such a person should not privately drag another life into the quagmire of his life just because he is greedy for the fun it brings.

Claonia Albert belonged to a young world where she could indulge in the study of spells and stay with any of her friends, instead of the cold cellar, the hopeless future, and the possibility of crisis.

Under the windows of the castle, on the huge piece of grass on the edge of the black lake that could be seen at a glance, Harry Potter leaned over pretentiously like his slimy guardian, and then coquettishly pressed against Albert's side. On the way, the two chatted for a long time before walking further to the water's edge.

Snape let out a life-long sigh, turned and walked away from the French window.

"My scar is starting to hurt again." There were dark circles under Harry's eyes from poor sleep, but he was still in good spirits, and his beautiful eyes were shining brightly. "This is so annoying."

"This is indeed very annoying." Claudia answered him. She originally wanted to relax and relieve her turbulent emotions, but now it seems that this plan will be postponed.

But this is not bad, Claudia thought, so that she would not have time to worry about why she encountered such things, received such treatment, or reflected on what she had done that she should not have done to make the people she care about His attitude changed overnight.

Snape was being too harsh, he had never treated her like this before, she was the one with privilege there and now he was taking that power back. This is how it should be, Claudia understands this, one cannot always expect to be the privileged person in another person's life.

But having enjoyed this privilege for several years, taking up almost half of her life, it was hard for her to let go.

"I told Sirius." Harry couldn't help laughing. "He was very angry that I didn't tell him right away."

"Then why not?"

"I'm just wondering if I'm too sensitive." Harry answered honestly, and touched the squirrel that came to ask for cookies, but was slapped away fiercely, "Isn't everyone else like this?"

"Then other people haven't experienced these things, right?" Claudia placed herself under the warm sun, pillowed on the grass, and basked in the sun along the slope. "This may have something to do with Voldemort. "

"Voldemort?"

"We did a study last semester, and the final results of the study confirmed that harassment is related to black magic, especially curses." Claudia replied, "Do you know about harassment?"

"Luna said something before..." Harry said, "She said the harasser was always following me."

"He said I was always worrying about a lot of things and that attracted them."

"But you're not always worried, and you're also happy sometimes, right?" Claudia asked.

"No one is worried all the time," Harry felt amused, and followed Miss Albert's movements and lay down, putting his hands behind his head, and the squirrel jumped up and down on Miss Albert's body.

"Melon seeds." The girl grabbed a handful and placed them in front of the little animal, then continued to look at the calm water.

"That's right, Harry." Claudia replied, "What happened to Remus last semester was actually related to Voldemort. He once placed a curse on this position. I didn't expect this before. In short, As a teacher of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course at Hogwarts, everyone left here smoothly after he was rejected the request for the position."

"This is..."

"This is unbelievable, isn't it?" Claudia finally laughed, "How can a person have such perseverance?"

"Voldemort wanted to kill you at that time, but he failed, and instead he became fragmented." Claudia said, "If so, he would not have been able to pick up the wand at that time, and his anger would not have allowed him to set up a trap." Curse, what’s the reason for that?”

"Because of the damage caused by the curse?"

"That time lasted too long," Claudia said. "We did an MRI at that time. The skin, flesh and nerves had already grown. Even if it was a dull pain, it would not be so frequent or severe."

"And it hurts in the back of my head," Harry added.

"Yeah, that's not normal."

"so?"

"I suspect there are other things and problems." Claudia replied, "This is not something that our current science can discover, but maybe other things can help us understand."

"You mean, from the time my scar started hurting, Voldemort has been more than capable."

"That's what I think." Claudia nodded, "If he didn't have time to take care of this before, and is able to do it now, maybe he has found a way to reshape his body."

"That's too bad," Harry said. "You suddenly told me that my scar hurts maybe because Voldemort has done something bad to me again, or put a bad curse on me..."

"So you have to take all the things I gave you with you."

"Are you talking about this jingling robe..." Harry silently shook the stiff robe on his body. He thought that he had become extremely strong due to Ron and Hermione's comments, and there was also such a heavy part in it. Robe part of the effort.

"White crystal can purify those external and imposed curses." Claonia answered him, "I also added the witchcraft circle in the classics. Although I don't know how much effect it can have, it is better than nothing. ."

"Just the buttons." She replied with a smile, "If you have a chance, you can try it to see if he is afraid of you."

"fear me?"

"According to legend, if a person is soaked in a curse, he will be afraid of anything positive." Claudia answered him, "Magic has neutral power, but there are also what are called positive magic and negative magic. Magic that can bring about emotional instability will be classified into the latter, while the former can soothe people's hearts and calm their minds. The power of the two cannot be used at the same time, otherwise it will lead to chaos."

"Horcruxes can make people lose their minds and split their minds. They can be classified as negative magic. Although they can indeed extend a person's life for a long time." Claudia said, "But if it remains in the world They are walking zombies without thoughts, or they have lost the consciousness of 'I' as 'I', which may be regarded as a curse."

This is a bit too advanced. Harry responded with a vague understanding: "Anyway, I can give it a try."

"Sirius said he would come to see me later." Harry said about another topic, "Pettigrew's escape and the Death Eater logo this time have made him no longer trust the Ministry of Magic. ”

"The world is just a mess." Claudia lamented, "It's just that I didn't expect it to be like this."

The sun warmed people's bodies, and the squirrel ran around like crazy with excitement, and then suddenly rushed into the jungle. Mr. Black rushed out of another bush and jumped into the air.

"Damn it," the cat said coquettishly, "definitely next time."

The warmed fingers gently brushed his forehead. This time the wound did not hurt anymore. It was hot from the sun and still a little itchy.

"It's not good to take too much painkillers." Claudia finally brought their conversation to an end, "But if it affects your rest, you can still give it a try."

"Okay," Harry Potter laughed happily again after getting the answer he wanted, "Thank you, Claudia."

"Then I'll bring it to you later."