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Although Severus still didn't want to give up his goal and ideal of going directly to university after graduating from Hogwarts, he also began to face up to and formally accept magic from the bottom of his heart.It's not just a small journey that you have to go through to study in college but can be ignored, a path that you can walk with your eyes closed without admiring the surrounding beauty.Going to college and then finding a stable job is the first and most firm ideal of Severus after he came to this world. His previous efforts and part-time jobs are like approaching the only lighthouse in the vast sea. .He didn't want to give up so simply and easily, giving up the ideal that had been repeated in his heart many times before entering Hogwarts, so deep that it was carved into a boulder and could not be changed.

Severus also knew that the first grade was alright now, and in the future, he might not be able to take care of ordinary middle school studies, but as long as that day has not come, he can make his own choice one day later.Now that he had put more energy into magic, the balance of learning clearly tilted towards Hogwarts.He only hopes that when that day comes, he can make a choice that is in line with his heart, no matter what the result is.

Finally, when trying to use intermediate spells beyond his own abilities and trying to control and practice black magic many times, Severus was not accidentally injured. At the moment of practicing the splitting, because there was no way to control The output of magic power and the correct direction of mastering magic led to the mocking backlash of magic. He watched helplessly as his right arm was cleanly cut open by the spell he uttered, and the black robe was torn open, revealing The dense white bones and bright red blood dripped drop by drop on the ground, like the color falling into the water, slowly expanding on the canvas on the ground to show the beautiful water lily pattern drawn by Cézanne.Yes, even though Severus has the comprehension and self-control of an adult, his magic power and his body are still only at the level of a first-year freshman. Under the mood of longing for power, Severus subconsciously Forgetting the true state of his body, he is still a thin, malnourished child under the age of 12, a child at the age when he should still be acting like a spoiled child in front of his parents.

When the skin was cut open, there was a strange hissing sound of ripping muscles, the pain had already suppressed Severus' pronunciation function, and he couldn't even utter a word, as if a dull black knife Slow and relentless, with a constant frequency cutting his nerves.Severus could hardly bear it, the pain was so painful that he was about to cry, no matter how hard he worked before or when he was part-time, he would never be hurt like this, even in the most helpless nightmare, he would I can't imagine that I will experience such a sudden and heartbreaking pain that makes people defenseless.Severus bit his lip hard, trying not to make a weak sound.But his weak and strong appearance still couldn't fool the senior students who practiced together.

After being sent to the medical wing by students from the same hospital, when Madam Pomfrey knew the cause of his injury and frowned and helped him heal him with spells... Severus finally tasted Madam Pomfrey's stormy reprimand.The moment Madam Pomfrey frowned and spoke, those who sent him ran away without love from their classmates.

"Severus Snape, I think I told you once that black magic is not something you can touch. Similarly, you are only in the first grade now, why do you practice spells after the third grade?" Looking at the leaning On the hospital bed, Severus, who was extremely pale due to blood loss but bit his white lips tightly, Madam Pomfrey was a little sad, and also somewhat disappointed, as if facing her disobedient like children.

Severus lowered his head and stared at the white sheet, he couldn't speak, he knew it was because he was controlled by too much desire for power to cause damage.

"What? I'm out of words? You're only in the first grade, do you know? This time it's not too bad. If you're not careful, if you use a spell that is far beyond your current level, you know the consequences of magic backlash? You will become a squib, your The core of magic power will be completely destroyed, and you will even lose your life, do you know that?" Madam Pomfrey glanced at the ashamed Severus, and calmed down her mood, "Severus, I don't want you to die because of your pursuit of power. On the wrong path."

"But Madam Pomfrey, I'm too weak now, I can't even take out my wand immediately. Madam Pomfrey, I, I want to protect everything I care about." In front of Madam Pomfrey, Sev Les still couldn't help confiding his thoughts, he wanted to become stronger, he didn't need to be invincible, he just needed to be able to protect what was important in his heart.

"Hey, Severus, I also know about that. I thought you wouldn't care too much. You always act so mature. Sometimes I forget your actual age." Pomfrey The lady stroked Severus' black hair tenderly "Severus, can you tell me which spells you have practiced?"

"Well, torn apart, all petrified, comatose, with many obstacles." Severus lowered his voice, buried his head deeply, and was about to hide in his knees, in front of Madam Pomfrey, Inexplicably, he had the illusion that he was a child who did something wrong.

"Do you know why you learned less spells and more theory in the first grade?" Before Severus could answer, Madam Pomfrey continued, "Yes, because of the mystery and temptation of magic, Considering that many little wizards will be unable to control the attraction of magic and be controlled by magic when they first come into contact with it, Hogwarts will have a lot of theoretical lessons in the first year of study, which is also for your consideration. Only with Only with a solid magical foundation can we truly accept the great power of magic."

"Severus, if you don't have a foundation and want to build a tower on sand, you know it's very dangerous."

"I'm sorry, Madam Pomfrey, I know I was wrong." Facing Madam Pomfrey who treated him sincerely, Severus apologized sincerely.

Seeing Severus' ashamed expression, Madam Pomfrey finally felt relieved, "Okay, you drink this potion for me. Principal Dumbledore wants to talk to you today. You can go to the principal's office tonight. The password is Lemon Sherbet"

"Principal Dumbledore? Why is he looking for me?" Severus raised his head in doubt, logically the principal shouldn't care about such trivial matters.

"Maybe, he cares about you." Madam Pomfrey said simply, "After all, he was the one who specially approved the enrollment of you and Vidi at that time. He seems to like you very much."

In the evening, after changing Viddy into the light yellow duckling pajamas, hugging him into bed and pulling the quilt, Severus changed into his robe and went to the principal's office.The principal's room is very large, with many books piled up around it, and there are various strange-shaped silver containers emitting smoke of different colors in the room. The candlelight looks weaker and weaker in such an atmosphere.Dumbledore was wearing bright green robes that seemed to be the color of the first grasses of spring, and on his tall pointed hat was a big star that glowed bright orange from time to time.

"May I call you Severus, kid?" Headmaster Dumbledore asked kindly.He looked at the child in front of him. This was the first time he had observed Severus Snape so closely since entering school.A small, thin and delicate child, his face does not have the baby fat that is typical of children, and his face is still a little pale, not the pallor unique to nobles, but the pale traces left by the hardships of life.The first thing people notice about this child is his eyes, dark pupils, not the blackness soaked in all the dark magic of darkness, but the gentleness of the curtain-like night against the gentle moon and bright stars A low-key and quiet color, it is the color that makes the starlight brighter.His gaze was also like the cloud of hope before dawn, as if it would lead to the birth of light in the next moment.

Seeing Severus' awkward and bewildered expression, Headmaster Dumbledore smiled more sincerely, and he blinked deliberately, "Severus, if you don't answer me, I will take it as your acquiescence? Come on, sit down." Come on, do you want a cup of tea?"

Severus looked at the semi-solidified, unknown and weird jelly-like object that had already precipitated sugar crystals. To be polite, he gritted his teeth and took a sip. The next moment, he almost spit it all out. What kind of taste is that? Stir all the sugar together and put in a few drops of milk, then add the white condensed milk to create a monster that almost glued Severus's crooked teeth together.However, in order not to be rude in front of Headmaster Dumbledore, he swallowed it abruptly.

"Is it delicious? Severus, this is my favorite flavor." Dumbledore picked up the cup, took a big sip, and savored it carefully, as if he was savoring the most wonderful St. spring.

"Well, it's delicious, thank you, Principal Dumbledore." Severus said against his will with a smile, and immediately put the bone china cup on the table.

Seeing Severus' performance, Dumbledore was even more satisfied.This child is humble, polite, and knows how to respect others. Most importantly, there is no trace of ambition or any evil desire in his eyes. His temperament is very clean and transparent, like a small stream flowing through the valley in spring. The colorful stones appear more rounded and colorful in the gurgling water.

It's a pity that this extremely talented child praised by the professors is not Gryffindor, and it is even more pity that this child does not have a prominent pure-blood background, otherwise, Dumbledore's eyes darkened, a child who lost his parents With his disabled younger brother, he will be a more suitable heir to the Order of the Phoenix than James Potter after training under his own arrangement.

"Severus, I heard that you are learning spells beyond your ability?" Dumbledore put down his glass, looked Severus in the eyes, and asked kindly.

"I, that me" In front of such an old man who seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, Severus felt unnatural, and there was an unknown resistance, and he didn't know how to answer.

Dumbledore leaned back in his large, blanket-covered chair and squinted his eyes comfortably. "Actually, I can understand you, Severus."

Dumbledore's eyes seemed to travel through time, and Severus would always remind him of the past, the little waves that he thought had disappeared in the long river of time.This is another reason why he has a good impression of Severus. He seems to have seen that many years ago, he and a certain person were studying magic together, discussing enthusiastically, arguing and even pulling out their wands for different opinions. Competition, but the next day, that person will appear in front of him with eyes narrowed and a smile...

"Severus, magic is full of temptation. When you really start to like magic, you will be attracted by it, and you will even be controlled by it because you can't control its attraction. Living in the wizarding world, they don't feel that magic is special, because these are things that exist around them and are used to it. And Muggle-born children will be different when they know that they have powers that ordinary people don't have. reflection."

Dumbledore took down his half-moon glasses and wiped them, not wanting to deny that he was thinking of some dark-haired kid, some former student of his who now stood at the pinnacle of the wizarding world and made him fearful.Until now, Dumbledore still firmly believes that someone's heart is filled with the desire to destroy, that kind of repressed flames like an active volcano. From the first time he saw the child named Tom, Dumbledore was completely overwhelmed. Feel.In Dumbledore's eyes, the policy proposed by that person is just the last calm before the madness. After a few chance encounters, Dumbledore keenly noticed his stiff expression and occasional strange smile. Dumbledore was sure that he must be A dangerous experiment in black magic that, if not stopped, will bring catastrophe to the wizarding world.

"Severus, I can understand your yearning for power, but it's not just black magic and advanced spells that are useful, for example, child, take out your wand." Dumbledore took out his wand and pointed at Severer Severus said a spell, and Severus' eyes lit up, and the light exploded in front of him. After his eyes got used to the sudden light, he realized that Dumbledore was standing beside him.

"This is just a simple enhanced version of fluorescent flashes, kid. I don't think you need to say much about other things. You need to think about many things yourself. No matter how much you emphasize or how you describe other people's words, they are no match for your heart." Your own voice. But" Dumbledore smiled kindly "I believe you, Severus, follow your heart, don't let the fog cloud your heart. Magic, you control him, not let the thirst for power evil thoughts of yours to rob you of your good nature."

"Thank you, Headmaster Dumbledore." Severus sincerely thanked Dumbledore for his advice.

"Severus, I also hope that you will not take Potter's pranks to heart. He is just a child's slapstick. I believe that you can become good friends." Principal Dumbledore added One sentence.

"Well, Headmaster Dumbledore, I won't take it to heart." This is what Severus said from the bottom of his heart, he wouldn't care about brats, but my friend, he didn't expect to be so impulsive A reckless and unreasonable friend.

Watching Severus leave politely, Dumbledore said in a low voice, "Magic, it's you who controls him, and don't let the evil thoughts that thirst for power grab your good nature. I told you this before, Guy Lett, it's a pity you didn't listen."

Viddy heard the familiar footsteps, and measured the distance between Severus and him in his mind. Then, he smiled and stretched out his little hand on the bed, waiting for the never-ending warm reply, waiting for a certain The serenity that I am familiar with personally makes the surrounding air fragrant...