Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

"kill."

The callous voice said this, spitting out words that could take life at will, followed by a piercing scream.

Then, the man said in the same sinister tone: "Kill."

The snake repeated: "Kill."

Blood spurted out from the neck of the person in front of him. Claudia grabbed that place hard, and his pulse beat violently as usual.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" she shouted loudly, and Snape's depressed black eyes looked at her feebly, tears flowing from his eyes.

Then hold her hand.

"mine…"

"Kill!" She turned around, interrupted him, and looked for her wand.

"kill!!"

The meridians were tangled together, and the lines of muscles and the beating of the pulse reappeared in the palm of her hand.

The ceiling is still spinning. Claudia's chest rose up and down crazily, feeling like a person who had just been pulled out of the water and almost drowned. The rapid ventilation caused the scene in front of her to turn black and white.

Along with the spinning and changing of colors was Snape's helpless black face.

Claudnia laughed in anger and spat out a snot bubble.

A piece of paper was placed over her nose in disgust and then roughly removed.

"Remove the curse," Snape ordered coldly.

Clonia closed his eyes and rolled his eyes. He held the stick in his left hand and with a gentle wave, the magic power turned into fine powder.

Damn genius.

"Here." The troll, who was restless with his eyes closed, grabbed his arm, "Here, here, there is something that does not belong to you."

OK, OK, I finally fell into the trap.

Snape sighed.

"What do you want to know? Albert?" He lowered his head and looked at her, "What's the use of knowing it?"

He felt helpless, he was not good at dealing with this kind of thing. Just as he hates chirping, brainless children who are stupider than slugs, the best way is to treat them as harshly as possible and keep them at arm's length.

In fact, there is no need. Really, what would happen even if you knew? Know he's a shady criminal? A poor creature hovering on the edge of life and death? Or is he just a doomed moth holding on to a little light in his life, waiting for it to eventually be extinguished? What's the point?

Just like the events she said she regretted back then, what do these things have to do with her? What is so difficult for an adult to deceive a silly, inexperienced child who thinks the world is peaceful and beautiful?

To be honest, Quirrell was really moved by his feelings, and he was able to save her in that situation - although he didn't succeed much, but even so, things that are beyond the scope of ability, no matter how hard the person involved tries, Nothing can be changed.

Just like destiny, if he is destined to die, what difference does it make if someone knows or no one knows?

What's wrong? When Quirrell told her that there was a dark devil living in the back of her head, could everything change? What a joke, there is something that Dumbledore can't do, even if they all have a reasonably bright brain, then what?

Do you spend the rest of the time regretting that you are not strong enough, crying with Quirrell and then cursing the Dark Lord day and night?

"Just like Quirrell, what's the use?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he knew that he had said the wrong thing. That ordinary guy with a little bit of something special was the one who had been the underdog all these years, and no one ever mentioned that.

"This is not the same at all." She was not angry, maybe because of the discomfort, she spoke softly, but her hand still held his arm stubbornly, "What do you want to say? I can't change that fact? "

"…if not?"

"This is wrong, it's not right at all." Claudia's pupils rolled, "If people love each other, they can share the pain with each other even if it cannot be solved. If I know such a thing, I can at least work hard in that direction, Even if I couldn’t solve it at the time, I had to try my best.”

"If I had known at that time, I wouldn't have thought of him that way. I understood him. I was not so naive. If I could think of this step like I do today, then at least the last days would not only be about oppression, but we would be together spiritually. Withstand the times that may come.”

"Is this fair to him? Have you ever thought about it? Maybe he doesn't want this?" Snape asked coldly, "Your starting point has always been what you think. Why do you think others need this?"

"Why?" Claudia insisted on looking into his empty eyes, "Just because we are all human beings."

"Then he told you, and then what? Let him look at your helpless face, and then feel guilty about why he dragged you into the water?"

"Otherwise? Didn't he think that after the incident was over, I would look at his scattered ashes without any body or trace and regret it? If we love each other, why should we prolong the pain? If he has the ability Thinking of me, thinking about such a thing, if I had the ability to bear such a thing at that time, he would definitely tell me."

"Then why do you think you can bear it now?" Snape slapped his arm outwards, almost tearing Miss Albert's whole body off. He remained motionless with a stern face.

"It's better than before. There's no risk. Why can't I know?"

"I don't want to."

"The only sense of disobedience that doesn't belong to you. A brand, a mark, that's all." Clonia closed her eyes again, ignoring whether he wanted it or not, "The book said that the left arm, the distinctive logo can be One-way call. Do you think he is coming back?"

"..."

"Do you think this matter has nothing to do with me?"

"..."

"What are you thinking about? If I, a Muggle-born person, are the first to be attacked according to legend, do you think I can escape?"

"..."

"..."

"It's just not necessary." After a long time, Claudia heard him sigh again, "I think it's really not necessary, it's nothing, why do you have to be tied to these messy, dirty things? "

"It's just a mess of dirty things. Isn't that what it is?"

"A Death Eater, my lady," he whispered. "You want to be associated with such a person?"

"We've been involved for a long time."

"..."

"Prophecy, academy, knowledge, reward, which ones have been linked together for a long time? You want to kick me out of Slytherin? This may be more realistic. Who doesn't know that I am your closed disciple?"

good. No one had ever analyzed herself to him. If she dug herself out and showed him, what else could he say?

What could he say?

"I'm letting you go, professor. If I weren't afraid of your old arms and legs, would I be so uncomfortable?"

This is what she asked for. Snape turned his back, not wanting to pay attention to the proud little snake's boasting.

He admitted that it was true that she had concerns for his personal safety. But she put herself in an unsafe situation first.

Slytherin puts himself first, and to this day, he still denies that she is a suitable student to be assigned to this house.

"Actually, I can guess the answer myself. I've already guessed a large part of it." Claudia let go of his hand, which was covered with sweat. "It's not difficult to guess, but I have to figure it out." Clearly, I don’t want us to ignore each other because of this kind of thing. I want to see what you think, Professor, what are your plans, your thoughts, it’s not who you think is good for you in the end. The result will definitely be what it is.”

He thought of the past. It is indeed the case. But he had always had trouble believing it.

People are always self-righteous, especially the proud Slytherin, who always forgets the thoughts of the person on the other end of the relationship and thinks that he is right and what to do is the best, which then leads to big mistakes.

Then it is irreparable, irreparable, and only the remains are left.

"I'm not the kind of person who can't communicate, right? It's better for you to tell me what to do than to leave me alone to speculate and do something that I won't be able to forgive myself in the future."

The self-righteous Albert was still chattering, his free hand involuntarily pressing his head.

"Okay." Snape compromised, "Whatever you want."

"I am dizzy…"

"you deserve it."