HP Winter Memories

Someone once said: "If you encounter a fork in the road, choose a road. (When You Come to a Forkin the Road, Take It!)" That day, I am very glad that I came to my fork in the road and set foot on the road.The paths we each choose, who knows what the journey will be and where it will lead us.However, I only know that all adventures are just to live out yourself, so the sooner you start, the better.

—— "My Journey and Memoirs"

"Hello, I would like to ask if there is anything worth seeing around here? Museums, memorials or something like that?" Harry asked politely and elegantly.It's not that he is self-affirming, as long as he deliberately hides the frizzy side of his character, then his innocent appearance will definitely be as convincing as a friend next door.

"I didn't go anywhere else." Snape replied decisively in front of him.

"Oh, come on, Septimus." The woman next to him said gently, she patted Snape on the shoulder, and explained to Harry for his tough voice: "Please don't mind, he usually... So. Nothing special, there is a small machine museum in Viary, and the church of San Cesi, where there are only stained glass windows from the 15th century."

Harry took out a pen and paper and wrote them down one by one. He was surprisingly friendly and calm on the surface, but he was so curious and excited that he was dying. The person in front of him just now was "mild" accusing Snape and patting him. He also said that he usually Not like that (of course he didn't usually, Harry thought, he just cursed the people who moved him).The unusual Snape now just pouted at the usual theories and slaps, then gave Harry a hard look, and then went to pack up the drawing board he had just picked up.Harry concluded with a high degree of awareness: a person's vision, especially his reality, needs to be developed, and a person's cognition, especially his, needs to be continuously improved.

"Can I walk over there, I mean is the church far from here?" Harry asked.

"I'm afraid that won't work. The San Sisi Church is in the next town, about 20 kilometers away. And it's almost dusk now, so there's no point in rushing there, after all, to see the stained glass in the sun. "The woman explained to him patiently, with a polite smile on her face all the time, without being overly enthusiastic or obviously alienated.

Harry sincerely thanked him. He found that in the Muggle world, most people are actually very easy to get along with. Whether he was asking for directions or finding a place to live, people were very enthusiastic about helping him.However, there are also some who are relatively cold like Snape, whose personality dictates that no matter where they are, they have the type of not interacting with others.

"Well, then it seems that I have to find a place to stay here tonight. Oh, by the way, I'm Harry Walker, please call me Harry." He just planned to stay here and make inquiries.

"Hello, Harry...I'm Liesel, and that's Septimus." The woman leaned on the wooden frame of the unfinished door and announced her name.

Snape just came out, and he hummed when he heard it, which was a more polite greeting, (but his eyes conveyed strongly: Why are you still here, go away quickly!) He was collecting the ladder and was about to put it away. Moving in, Harry rolled up his sleeves to help.first impression theory.

"Then I can help if I'm allowed," said Harry.

"Thank you Harry, but no need." Unexpectedly, it was not Snape who stopped him, but Liesel, she said: "If you decide to stay today, you can go directly to the pub down this street to inquire about accommodation or It’s a family hotel, don’t waste time here.” It’s completely different from the picture quality that blended into the scenery on the hillside just now, and maybe because of the oblique angle of the light, Harry felt that her eyes were shining brightly and softly. Convincingly follow what she says.

Harry couldn't say anything more or show the attention he shouldn't have when they met for the first time. He silently memorized the address here, and after thanking him again, he had no choice but to pick up his luggage and head for the street.It reminded him of his first night out at Hogwarts and countless adventures many years ago, and his desire to find out about new things never diminished.The future is long, he told himself, the most important thing now is time.It seems as long as you let go of prejudice and alienation, some people will always have a story wherever they go.As Dumbledore told him: Don't stop at the appearance to see things, look through the eyes and feel with the heart.Ever since he read that memory, he had been holding onto Snape, a man who would never accept apologies and thanks.

After standing outside for a long while watching Harry with the suitcase walk away, Liesel walked into the shop where Snape was packing up tools. The paint buckets had already been put in place, and Snape had also set up the ladder.Liesel sat down on the finished bar counter with his hands propped up, watching Snape slowly pack the toolbox.

"So how did he find you?" she asked.

Snape looked up and blinked innocently, showing that he had absolutely no idea what she was talking about.The fact in front of him was that she was the one who spoke, and she was the one who showed the way. He only hummed from the beginning to the end.

"I smell cigarettes. You only smoke alone when you have troubles. Since I live with an Outlander, I accidentally noticed another Walker. In addition, you are still here Work with your body." Liesel pointed out calmly.

"I do manual work, of course I have to work with physical strength." Snape stood up and said evasively, and he put the covered toolbox behind the bar where Liesel was sitting.But he still raised his hand, directing a layer of transparent plastic sheet to automatically cover the paint bucket and other things, while Liesel's easel and drawing board actively gave way and jumped to the side of its owner.

"Get down to business, Septimus! You know what concerns me."

"Okay, okay, there's nothing to worry about for now. To be precise, he didn't find me. I stood on the ladder in the afternoon, and he sat down and watched for at least 5 minutes. Then he explained you to me for another 10 minutes. Meant to ask my question. You can come down now."

Liesel jumped off the bar on tiptoe, "Is this an explanation or a clue?"

"You can use your idle imagination if you're willing, though I'd rather you use them all on today's dinner menu."

Snape picked up her easel and drawing board and pulled her out, in the opposite direction from Potter.At the same time, they secretly figured that since Potter was looking for a hotel in the town, the two of them could only have dinner at home tonight, and if they wanted to avoid Potter's restaurant, they probably wouldn't come tomorrow.

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Liesel became a little interested: "Then you must understand this person's intentions, since you have already chatted for 10 minutes. Judging from the situation, he is the only one, and this age and Looks really aren't a threat. I guess it's your ex-student? But I still have a problem with him coming all this way to get here."

"I did feel a bit problematic at first, but that guy can see through it at a glance. I make sure that no one else follows him, at least he won't notify others immediately. He didn't come here on purpose or looking for me, he bumped into me accidentally. Mine. But since when have you judged people by their appearance?"

Now that this topic started, Snape knew that as long as Liesel didn't get the answer he wanted, at least he would not let it go until the dinner was over. The safety issue in front of this person is really more serious than what he thinks.

Convinced that there was no safety concern as Snape said, Liesel chuckled: "Yeah, a boy with a simple look, a beauty with vitality... Oh please, don't you go so fast, I'm not in He cares about him at that level." She quickly took Snape's arm, knowing that this guy was pretending to be angry on purpose, but she did silently reject the topic of a young man.

For Snape, Harry's appearance was recognized early on as being exactly the same as his father James, and now that he grew up, he looked like a photocopy. In addition, this guy removed James' narcissism and arrogance, and wore glasses. He is gentle, and he is calm and unhurried from his tone of voice to his smile when he strikes up a conversation. You don't need to think about it, you know that you are the kind of person who will make a good impression wherever you go.Snape groaned a little dissatisfied.

"So curious and generous to give praise, why don't you just go to him to find out more about the situation. After all, you are the one who pointed out the place where you live. Let's have dinner together by the way. The atmosphere is just right."

"Of course I've always been extremely curious, but what I want to know happens to be with you, and I know where you live, but the proposal for having dinner together is really good. Is there a place?"

"I thought you were going to the Tree Sparrow pub (where Harry was going)." Snape raised an eyebrow in divine suggestion.

"That's right, after we walked in the opposite direction for two blocks, we can just go around the central square again!" Liesel twisted the corner of his mouth sarcastically.

"Women who are more troublesome than Flobberworms," ​​Snape grunted.

"I heard it!"

After "quarreling" with Snape for a while, she still thought about that topic. Although she was sure that Snape had his own way to deal with it, after experiencing the "attack" incident a few years ago, she always felt that it was necessary to be cautious. .And she cast tracking spells and monitoring spells on Harry when he wasn't paying attention. Snape noticed nothing, but she was sure that Snape looked at the young man with a metaphorical look in his eyes.She asked casually:

"What are your plans?"

"I won't go to work tomorrow."

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