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Under Miss Parkinson's watchful eye, I took my Potions homework out of my bag and put it on the small cabinet next to the bed in the school hospital.She can really cry, and now there are big tears rolling down her cheeks. I suspect that she drank the big bottle of water on the cabinet. After all, crying for hours seems to be a waste of water. .

"Let's go." I heard Draco say impatiently.

"Oh." Although it's unpleasant to be called to come and go, but I don't bother with him because of the funny look of his arms hanging.

"I didn't mention you." He lazily raised his head and spoke to Miss Parkinson who was still wiping away tears, his tone became a little better, "Go back to the lounge, Pansy."

Miss Parkinson glared at me again, luckily she doesn't know how to use a wand with her eyes.I thought it was awkward to stand there and listen to her instructions to Draco, and I couldn't find a place to sit for a while, and saw that there was a bed in the other corner that seemed to be asleep, but it was even more strange to rush over to say hello.

I'm not used to hearing girls say intimate and caring words in such a gentle tone, and for some reason I feel uncomfortable and want to escape, and of course I wouldn't say such words.When will I become like my mother, open to everyone's kindness and closeness?In fact, as I grew up, I gradually realized that my mother's calm came from her understanding that she had the ability to return those cares equally, or even doubled, and if one day I could be as good as her-this sounds too good. Far away, I might be able to be like my mother.

"Madame Pomfrey said you still need to stay in the school hospital tonight?" After Miss Parkinson's lengthy greetings, my question sounded dry, like a completely dehydrated mullet bone.

"Of course the wounded person knows the most about the injury. That beast didn't cause me more than this wound on my arm." He raised his hanging arm at me, looking very proud.

"Is there any other wound?" I tilted my head, except for the hanging arm, he didn't look any different, and even changed his clothes.

"Mom said she would ask St. Mungo's friends to come over to make sure, and Dad will come over tomorrow morning at the latest." He showed the expression that I silently called "I am a Malfoy" at the moment, "They're not going to let something like this happen, and let that stupid guy who calls himself a professor—"

"I brought my Potions homework, I want to go to the library before curfew - I haven't finished my Transfiguration homework." I told a little lie, I don't want to hear him repeat it here Repeating what he said about Hagrid, and with it, about Professor Dumbledore.In the beginning, in the first year, his remarks about Professor Dumbledore were just the sort of whining a student who wasn't going well, but the words were becoming bit by bit sharp and harsh.

Draco keeps bringing up the matter of Professor Dumbledore not giving my dad the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher's position, but I always feel he has his reasons for doing so.Professor Dumbledore is a very good and great person. As long as I can remember, my mother told me that he was the only person who was afraid of the mysterious life.

"You, like those Gryffindors, think that stupid big man and that stupid bird are very innocent?" Draco sat up, his face became ugly.

"I haven't expressed any opinion on this matter." I lowered my head without looking into his eyes, "Why did you come to such a conclusion?"

"Because your Transfiguration class homework has already been finished, and earlier you asked me whether it would be a deduction for citing elementary Transfiguration at the end of the article." He said coldly. "You didn't even think about coming over to see my injuries. You wouldn't have come if I hadn't sent Crabbe and Goyle to you, would you?"

"I just, don't think it's necessary to come here." I looked at the cover of my Potions homework and said, "Madam Pomfrey is very good at treating trauma, and she doesn't like a group of people crowded in a mess in the school hospital. Before Potter fell off the broom—”

"Oh, so you've been to visit Harry Potter?" He cut me off, drawing out his words in a drawl that made me sad.I don't want to fight with him, but we are fighting more and more frequently about various things.

"Of course I didn't visit Potter, it was a group of Gryffindors who went to the school hospital to visit and were driven back to say that about Madam Pomfrey." I put my Potions homework back into my schoolbag and stood Get up and look into his eyes and say, "I don't think Professor Hagrid is right about this matter. Hippogriffs are dangerous creatures. He really didn't take precautions against accidents before class. It was his fault. But I heard him remind everyone earlier that the animals are proud, and bow to them for their acknowledgment—”

"After all, Alice, you still think it's my fault." He narrowed his eyes, "You chose to side with those Gryffindors this time, huh?"

"Everything I just said was just stating the facts." I said as calmly as I could.

"When did 'I don't think so' become a statement of fact?" he asked me bitingly. "Why don't you admit that you've always wanted to side with Gryffindor—with that Potter and the poor savior Longbottom? It's just that they rejected you before, and now Potter almost tells the world he Like you, you can't wait to take a stand, can't you? Only me, like a fool, send you some Christmas card-"

I know he's already doing what he can to keep our poor friendship alive, and that card inside a Christmas present has kept me happy for a long time.Before, I always had a fluke mentality, thinking that the first quarrel could be forgotten in a few days of not communicating with each other, the second quarrel could be eliminated with Christmas gifts, and the subsequent quarrels could be resolved in a similar way. solve.But these conflicts between me and Draco don't look like the conflicts between Miss Granger and Ron Weasley, our conflicts are just hidden by us in various ways, in fact, they have never been Not eliminated.

"For Merlin's sake! There are other students resting in the school hospital!" Madam Pomfrey angrily came over and yelled at me, "Now is not the time to visit, since Mr. Stay here, Miss Snape, you don't need me to remind you about the curfew part of the school rules?"

"I'm sorry Madam Pomfrey, I'll leave right away." I apologized to Madam Pomfrey indiscriminately while she drove me towards the entrance of the school hospital.

It wasn't until I walked up to the portrait of the Fat Lady that I remembered that I had left my schoolbag behind.It's almost curfew time, but I still have homework due tomorrow in my bag, and I don't think Draco will be kind enough to help me bring it to class after a big fight.

If I was fast enough, I quickly calculated the fastest route. It turns out that taking chances is never really lucky. When the bell struck the third time, I heard Dad at the corner of the corridor that was about to arrive. the sound of.

Hiding into the next classroom is a stupid act. If I happen to run into Peeves, I can go to Felici to wipe a semester's trophy——Which one is more worrying, Dad or Felici's trophy?

I was suddenly pulled by the wrist, and a cool thin cloth covered me completely.

"Shh!"

Harry Potter covered my mouth, and I opened my eyes wide to see my father and Professor Dumbledore walking over with a cloudy face. I was standing here, but he didn't seem to see me.

"I'm going to Albania now. I've been to a small town over there before, and I can apparate directly." I heard my dad speak in a very stiff tone, every word seemed to come from his mouth As if popping out, "We have always loved you—Lily especially, but you didn't tell us everything you know, although I can understand it, but—"

I felt my heart pounding, and it wasn't just because Papa and Professor Dumbledore were getting closer.Dad seldom speaks to others, but in my impression, he has never talked to Professor Dumbledore in such a bad tone, and he even blamed Professor Dumbledore for something.He mentioned that he was going to Albania, could it be that something happened to Mom?

Anxiety made me subconsciously want to wring my fingers. Unexpectedly, my movement made the magic cloth covering me and Potter make a slight sound, which sounded particularly ear-piercing in the corridor late at night.I was taken aback by the movement I made. Potter grabbed my hands. He listened as intently as I did to the conversation between Dad and Professor Dumbledore. After my dad just mentioned Albania After the forest, his breathing was no longer so steady.

"Severus, I understand how you feel—"

"No, you don't understand." Dad interrupted Professor Dumbledore roughly, "but you should know very well that if it wasn't for Lily...if it wasn't for Lily..."

"I know very well, Severus." Professor Dumbledore calmly ignored his father's faux pas, "The importance of Lily and Miss Alice to you cannot be overstated."

"But you still didn't stop her from going - I asked you to write her a letter, you knew she would listen if you asked, you refused me, and now the result is that my wife is in that damn Albanian audio Nothing—”

I did everything in my power not to scream, sob, or make a sound of any kind.The vision I saw at the Boggart before was replayed in my mind at an extremely fast speed, but this time what I saw was not the back of my mother leaving, but her falling silently at the end of my sight and turning into a victim. Wind blown powder.

"Calm down, Severus, it's hard to help the Aurors in your state—"

"I, no, yes, go, give, wave, special, help, help." Dad almost gritted his teeth.

"For Alice's sake, Severus," said Professor Dumbledore, "the first priority is to find Lily, for your sake and for Alice's."

After a moment of silence, I heard Dad reply slowly, "I know."

"Please don't let her know about these things, come up with some excuses..." I heard Dad say, "Alice is going to break down, Meg said she has been in a bad state recently, she is a smart If you find out I've left Hogwarts suddenly, boy—"

"I'll do my best." I was almost sure that Professor Dumbledore glanced at where Potter and I were hiding, and his voice was deliberately amplified, "Alice inherited Lily's independence and strength, Severus , I believe that even if she knows about this, she will face it bravely with you. And she has her friends by her side, we will take good care of her. I will also go to Albania later... ..”

They gradually walked away, and after I couldn't hear any footsteps at all, I didn't realize that I was being led away by Potter for a long time, and I forgot that I came out to pick up my schoolbag from the school hospital—what kind of hippopotamus Winged beasts, tomorrow's homework, these things seem to be very far away from me.

"Who?" The fat lady asked alertly, and Potter took off the cloth covering us and said the password quickly.I followed him silently and mechanically into the lounge. The Gryffindor lounge was empty at this time, only the fireplace was still making the sound of burning wood.

"Wipe your face." Potter hurriedly rummaged through his robes before finding a crumpled piece of paper and handing it to me who sat on the soft chair and covered my face. Only then did I realize that I was crying all the time. It was strange, I clearly Already kept my eyes open as best I could.

"I don't—I don't know why I keep crying." I didn't take his paper, and wiped my face casually with my sleeve, "I, I know I can't cause trouble for Dad now, so as not to distract him It's just, the best thing I can do right now, I'm just, don't know why, oh my god why am I still crying—"

"It's okay, it's okay," he looked even more at a loss than me, after rummaging through his pocket again, he found another bag of half-eaten Bibi multi-flavored beans, hesitated, and then stuffed it back into his pocket , "It's okay, you can cry if you want to."

"I want to be alone for a while." I buried my face in my hands again and said sullenly.

"Okay, well, if you want someone to talk to, Hermione's a good one, okay?"

"Okay." I nodded casually.

I don't know how long I sat in the armchair after Potter left.I didn't think about anything, or at first I was just immersed in fear and had no time to think. After the initial panic gradually passed, I began to slowly think about what I could do, but at the same time I found sadly that As a student who struggled with Transfiguration in the third grade, I really can't help you with anything.All I can do is continue to study well at Hogwarts and not let adults distract me from my feelings.

"Isn't there a match against Ravenclaw tomorrow?" I stood up and said to the seemingly empty armchair opposite, "Can a Seeker who has not slept all night really catch the Snitch?"

"When I first played, I was so nervous that I didn't sleep all night." Potter lifted the cloak of invisibility with some embarrassment, revealing a messy head, "I thought I hadn't been discovered."

I looked down at him with my arms folded, and felt that his face was not as annoying as before.I was supposed to say thank you, but all I could say was good night.