When the savior is no longer the savior

After using the Locking Curse and Silencing Curse, he turned around and grabbed the trembling robe on the bench.

Harry under the robe had already started to get dressed, he almost couldn't breathe from laughing, he hammered the table vigorously, and said intermittently: "Oh, professor, do you know what I remembered? Anyway, Al finally knows what to do now. There's a knock on the door, right?"

Snape's face was livid: "I bet if the door wasn't locked, he would have forgotten the knocking skill he possessed—"

Harry burst out laughing again.After a while, he sat up straight and straightened his clothes, and kissed the still dark-faced Snape as a comfort, and then said with a little emotion: "Time flies." He gestured to the height of his calf , and gestured at the height of his waist, "Al is already 11 years old. In a few years, he will become independent, become an adult, and graduate from Hogwarts."

Snape pursed his lips, and said coldly: "If being an adult can make that brat less clingy...although I don't think there's any hope for that."

Harry smiled and shook his head. "I suppose we're going to go on like this, Professor?"

Snape glanced at Harry, "Do you have any doubts about that?"

Harry couldn't help showing a big smile: "Of course not, my dear Professor Snape."

At this time, the high-pitched siren was accompanied by obvious body vibration, and the train slowed down and entered the station slowly.

Hogwarts has arrived.

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Cletina?Joyce?Grindelwald, a little girl with a distinguished family background but an ill-fated fate...at least, both the past Cletina and the current Claytina think so.

On the first day of school at Hogwarts, the Great Hall is always extremely lively.

Claretina was sitting sleepily at the end of the Gryffindor table, drinking the pumpkin juice in the cup, staring blankly at the teacher's table—oh, oh, she was definitely not Look at Snape, God knows how much trouble she blurted out the moment she woke up in the medical wing-God, after "The Little Princess Grindelwald", "Little Dark Lord", "Little Nasty" In addition to "ghost", she has another ridiculous and shameful title "Shame of Gryffindor with abnormal eyes and mind" because of this incident... Merlin, if she can, she really would rather use the time return device to return On that day, I knocked myself unconscious, so as not to be ashamed from Hogwarts to Durmstrang, and make myself and my family a laughing stock of others...

"Hey, what are you looking at?" the brown-haired, freckled girl next to Cletina asked quietly.

Claretina turned her head to look at the other party, and remembered that this was the girl who had been with her since she transferred to another school. Her name was Fanny. She was a very cute and kind-hearted girl. If there was anything wrong, it was a princess dreaming Too much.She smiled wryly: "I'm watching—"

"Nasty, shameless." A moderate voice sounded from the Gryffindor long table.

In an instant, more than half of the attention of the entire table was focused on the speaker and Cletina.

Claretina recognized the person who spoke—the son of her confession partner, who was the same age as her—she twitched the corners of her mouth, and after silently saying "Don't care about children" a hundred times in her heart, she lowered her head subconsciously, Pretend you didn't hear anything.

Fanny on the side was more angry than Cletina, she glared at Al several times (Al didn't care about this time with a girl, and just continued to eat her own food in ignorance), and then comforted Clay in a low voice Tina: "Leave him alone, you are so cute, Professor Snape will like you."

Claretina wept silently. She knew that she was beautiful-veela blood; she also knew that she fit Snape's aesthetics-red hair and emerald eyes; but even so, so what? ...I didn't hear that Snape said, is his son as old as her?What is it called?You gave birth to me before I was born, I gave birth to you and I am already old, I wish I could not be born at the same time, and be good to you every day?

Cletina shivered with a chill, shaking her body, shaking off goose bumps all over the floor.

Dumbledore on the teacher's seat is making the speech that is necessary for every opening ceremony.In order to divert her attention, Kleitina looked at the teacher's long table... She suddenly found a problem.

"Is there an empty seat?" she asked Fanny in a low voice. "Is it the new teacher? But the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is well..."

Fanny was a little confused: "What's the matter with the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

"This—" Claretina was a little at a loss for words, so she could only smile sarcastically.

Fanny didn't care either: "I heard that the Quidditch professor has changed, and a very powerful one—"

At this time, there was a commotion at the entrance of the auditorium, and Cletina and Fanny turned their heads to look along with the crowd.Relying on the geographical advantage of the corner, the moment she turned her head, Kleitina clearly saw a young male wizard in a golden-red magic robe walking towards the teacher's seat from the aisle between the four colleges. Eyes, black hair, although without the signature round glasses and lightning logo, it looks much better than she imagined, but inexplicably, Kleitina immediately confirmed the identity of the person who came in: "Harry? Wave--"

"Harry? Snape."

"T...huh?" Claretina turned her head silly.

Fanny looked at Cletina with a very strange look: "You don't know anything?"

"Don't know what?" Claretina was confused.

"Professor Snape's mate!" Fanny whispered, "Al's daddy, have you forgotten how many times Al showed off his Quidditch star daddy in the common room?"

Claretina was stunned for two seconds: "You mean - Harry? Potter and Severus? Snape?"

Fanny blinked: "Potter? How did I hear that his last name was Ravens?"

"What the hell Ravens? No, no, it's not important, the important thing is—" Kleitina felt ten thousand mandrakes screaming in her ears, making her dizzy , she couldn't help shouting and stood up, screaming at an unbelievable volume enough to drive out other voices, "Harry? —”

There was a sudden silence.

Cletina found that Fanny looked at her in surprise and admiration, and then her many eyes from all directions focused on her, and at some point she stood up excitedly from her seat, And as if—as if—interrupted the teacher's speech...

"Uh... can I take this as a special welcome?" Harry, who was introducing himself briefly, smiled after a moment of silence, and he looked at Cletina twice more, "Maybe I can know your name ?”

"K, Cletina." Claytina blushed and stammered.

"Thank you very much," Harry added, "Thank you very much for your welcome." Then he simply finished his last few sentences and sat down in his chair.

Dumbledore played the school song at the right time and, as always, suggested that everyone choose the tune according to "your own preferences". Unfortunately, this usually exciting scene did not help the delicate atmosphere at all. Harry noticed that many students quietly Looking at the girls who had just stood up, especially Al, he almost wanted to put his eyes there... He was a little strange, and asked Snape in a low voice during the interval of singing: "What's the matter? Although the little girl was excited just now, A little bit, but..."

The corners of Snape's lips twisted for a moment: "...that's her."

"Huh?" Harry was puzzled at first, and then suddenly realized, "Wait, she? Said to you 'to give you happiness'?"

The corners of Snape's lips twisted again, and then he began to read the school song sullenly.

Harry also couldn't help looking at Cletina, this time, his eyes stayed on her face for a long time, and then he said to Snape: "Come on, don't read it, even if you read the school song It's no use getting a flower... I gotta say, she's - well, anyway, I really..." Halfway through, Harry didn't know what to say.After a long time like this, he could only say dryly, "... Well, I have to say, a very beautiful little girl, um, very beautiful."

Snape continued to read the school song sullenly.

At this moment, Dumbledore, who was standing aside, finally couldn't help but say: "Severus, although I'm glad you made an exception to participate in this little pre-school activity-but maybe... you can just listen? "

Harry couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed out loud on the spot.But Dumbledore's kind suggestion immediately made him suffer: "As for you, Harry, since this is your first semester as a professor, I think you can immerse yourself in the joy of the school song with me. "

"Oh, no, Professor..." Harry groaned, turning his head to look around, but except for Snape who stopped complacently, the other professors were singing - at least pretending to be singing - the school song, and he had no choice but to Touching his nose, he stumbled into the chorus of various accents after a while.

Time flies by whenever we have to do or have to do something.Almost in a blink of an eye, Harry, who came to teach at Hogwarts, ushered in the Tuesday of the second week of school—his first Quidditch class.

Of course, the school's Quidditch training is not as exciting and colliding as the professional team. In addition, this class is in the first grade. Harry finalized the center of the class the night before the class started: relaxation and entertainment, plus A little bit of flying skills.

On the Quidditch pitch, adhering to the Hogwarts tradition, Gryffindor and Slytherin were in class together. As a Quidditch professor, and he also came here from that time, Harry simply pretended not to see it. The actions of the little snake and the little lion below, after repeating the steps of demonstrating the take-off, emphasized the precautions, and signaled everyone to move freely.

The stadium roared with excitement, and more than half of the people flew up on brooms excitedly. Others gathered around Harry and asked all kinds of questions, and Harry answered them patiently: "Professor!" , can you give me an autograph?" "Of course, there's nothing wrong with that."

"Professor, why did you come to teach us?" "I think I should try something more—a different life."

"Professor, will you continue to teach us in the future?" "Strictly speaking, no, I will only teach Mrs. Hooch for one semester. You know, Hogwarts professors are tenured."

"Professor, which team do you think will win this season?"

"Yes, which team will win?"

"Professor, if you reveal a little bit, I can tell my dad that he spends a lot of Galleons on this every year—"

"About that," Harry laughed, "who knows? If we knew the end from the beginning, why would we play? But since I belong to Puddlemere United, and it has been doing well this season, so I hope--"

A high-pitched, shrill cry came suddenly.

After eating, Harry subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a figure falling straight down from midair like a cannonball.Almost instinctively, Harry grabbed the broom beside him, kicked it vigorously into the air, and controlled it to fly to the maximum speed within a few seconds, flying straight towards the students who had fallen from the air to the height of the two-story building.

one second.

The Levitation and Protection spells missed.

two seconds.

Harry was less than ten meters away from the figure.

three seconds.

Students are only three meters from the ground.

Four seconds.

Harry touched the magic robe flying backwards in the opposite direction——

The sound of cotton cloth being torn was too weak to be ignored in the bitter wind.The moment he felt himself grabbing something, Harry immediately let go of his other hand holding the broom, and cast several Levitating Charms at the students in front of him.The falling person stayed in mid-air for a moment—this was enough, Harry controlled his broom, saw it bounce like a fish, then swooped down to catch the person in front of him firmly, A student who fell from a broom.

At this time, the Levitation Charm failed, and because of the acceleration of gravity that had not completely disappeared, the broom that Harry was riding seemed to be suddenly tied to a weight and fell straight down.But this is obviously not a problem for a skilled player. Harry didn't even bother to think about it. He just took out his hand and fiddled with it casually, and then it flew a small arc and landed firmly on the ground.

until this time.Only then did Harry really relax and pay attention to the student he had caught in the air and was now holding onto his magic robes stiffly - red hair, green eyes, a face so beautiful that you couldn't take your eyes off... Ke Letina?

Harry was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look around again, and soon saw Al floating in the air, looking at this place in a daze, and beside him was a broom without an owner...

The author has something to say: I went out for a trip yesterday, and I was exhausted so I couldn’t update it... Meh, you guys are not doing too much lately. Today, everyone, try not to dive. If there are more than 25 comments, I will try to update another chapter~ from Tourist from a foreign land ([-])

This scene is not particularly surprising, is it? — especially if you’ve already experienced it once.

Without thinking about it at all, Harry immediately knew who the ownerless broomstick belonged to - in fact, this was the only broomstick flying in mid-air without an owner on the Quidditch pitch.

This is Claretina's broom.Kleitina fell from mid-air on a broomstick, and the closest—the only one beside her—was Al, who was still bewildered.Even if Harry had always had full confidence in Al's character before, he didn't think that Al rushed to save her because he saw Cletina suddenly appearing in danger, so there is only another possibility...

Harry didn't want to think about it.But from the moment he saw this scene, the anger kept surging in his heart. He had to suppress himself as much as possible so that he didn't yell at Al on the spot—Merlin knew that he didn't do that even when it was about Il and Draco. Angry—he had never been so angry—disappointed—

No, no... Harry said aloud to himself inwardly.This has been postponed for a while, but it is not certain. The most important thing now is another thing, which is Cletina.

He convinced himself, turned his eyes and attention to the little girl holding his robe, and patted her shoulder lightly: "Claytina? Claytina?"

The little wizards around reacted and slowly approached here.

Al, who was at a loss, came back to his senses after being gently pulled by the arm by a little wizard, and hurried down.

Claytina, whose body had been stiff since landing, seemed to have finally come to her senses. Her fingers gripping Harry's robe began to tremble, then her arms, and then her whole body... Two or three seconds later, she limp He fell softly to the floor, tears brushed and fell down.

Despite the distance like autumn?Zhang's 15-year-old has been as far away as a century, and Harry is more than a little more mature than then.But he was still at a loss for women's tears and didn't know how to respond.But fortunately, Cletina, who was crying and screaming at him with tears in her eyes and a snot in her nose, was only 11 years old, which gave Harry some extra courage.

Harry picked up Cletina who had fallen limply on the ground, yelled to the little snakes and lions around him that get out of class should be over first, then hugged Cletina and walked quickly to the medical wing.

"—Oh, what the hell is going on here?" Madam Pomfrey in the medical wing was reading a weekly therapist's magazine, and when she saw Harry rushing in with Claretina in his arms, she was startled and jumped out of her seat. Standing up, "What happened, Harry?" Madam Pomfrey looked at the messed up little face, and gave Claretina a "clean up" distressedly.

"Claretina fell off the broom." Harry replied as concisely as possible. He put the girl in his arms on the chair and gently stroked her beautiful red hair-he suddenly felt that this color was more than It worked on Snape, and even on him, it didn't seem to be bad.

"Fall off the broom?" Madam Pomfrey's voice was raised by at least two syllables. "I said it a long time ago! There shouldn't be any Quidditch lessons in schools! It's ridiculous and dangerous! A little girl ! In mid-air! Fell off the broom!”

She yelled angrily, and while waving her wand, cast countless check spells at Kleitina.

Harry coughed twice, ignoring the series of slanderous Quidditch words in the other's mouth, and asked, "How is it, ma'am?"

Madam Pomfrey looked at her wand carefully: "It doesn't look like there was any injury." This result made her face a little pale, "Did you catch her in time?"

Harry nodded slightly: "She was frightened?"

"Is there any doubt?" Madam Pomfrey replied angrily, she looked at Cletina who was still sobbing loudly, "How about a bottle of calming potion?"

"No...no need!" It wasn't Harry who said this, but Cletina who finally woke up from the extreme fear and was able to control herself. Her tears still flowed down uncontrollably, but the fear was gone. Retreating, anger out of control like wildfire, "I don't need - hiccup - sedatives, I -" She looked up at Harry, her washed eyes were as beautiful as emerald stones.

Harry saw anger and suspicion in those eyes, and almost instantly, he read the mind of the girl in front of him: she was angry at the exclusion she received, and wondered whether he would cover up the person who excluded her...

Harry was silent for a moment.Then he found a chair and sat opposite Cletina: "Chrettina, I want to make sure: are you sure you don't need sedatives?"

Cletina's face was flushed, and she sobbed and said staccatoly: "I—know—what I want . . . don't want!—"

"Then I thought we could talk about what just happened," Harry continued immediately.Madam Pomfrey yelled dissatisfiedly, "She needs to rest!", but neither of them paid attention, and Harry continued to ask, "Did you find anything when you fell off the broom? A spell, or—" He paused for a moment, then immediately continued, "Who?"

Surprise crept up Cletina's cheeks, she looked at Harry, and Harry looked back at her.After a while, Claretina took the initiative to look away and said bluntly, "I want to see Professor Dumbledore."

"Of course you can see him if you feel it is necessary," Harry replied calmly, "but before that, as a Quidditch professor, it is necessary and obligatory for me to find out, so..." He paused, He suddenly turned his head and waved his wand at the half-hidden door of the medical wing. The door slammed open, and Al, who was standing outside, and another little boy with black hair staggered and fell into the medical wing.

"Come here, Al, I don't remember when I taught you to eavesdrop on other people's conversations." Harry said coldly, Al dawdled in place for a while, after all, he didn't have the guts to pick things up at this time, and waved his hand to the black man next to him. Sending the boy out, he walked towards Harry.

The black-haired boy stood where he was, hesitating and not moving. He didn't turn around until he saw Al waved his hand again.

Al came to Harry's side.Harry gave him a sharp look, and with another wave of his wand, the door to the hospital wing closed again.

At this time, Harry said to Cletina again: "So, Cletina, I hope you will tell me everything you know."

The moment she saw Al, Claytina's face couldn't be more ugly. She looked at Harry, then at Al, and felt 1000 million mud horses whizzing by in her heart.

"Bo...Professor Snape, are you sure you want me to say it here?" You don't even want to solve it in private?

"Of course, there's nothing you can't say, is there?" Is there anything that needs to be settled privately?

"There is nothing that cannot be said!" Do you think I will be afraid to say it? !

"Very good then." Say it straight then.

Claretina took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and said after a while: "I was flying on a broom at that time..." She spoke slowly, and began to recall that scene bit by bit—— In fact, it was just now, but she felt that it had been a long time, the feeling of weightlessness falling from the sky, the feeling of emptiness with extreme fear...

"...I think I understand." Harry's voice woke Claretina out of her contemplation. She looked up at Harry, and saw the man in front of her stand up sullenly, "I think Professor Dumbledore will soon I'll be here, and I'll find out about it, Cletina."

Before Claretina could say anything, the door of the medical wing was pushed open, and an old man with a long white beard stood outside smiling: "I think there is a little girl who wants to see me?"

Everyone in the medical wing was stunned by this sudden scene, only Harry smiled and said, "Professor, to be honest, I'm a little sad, but you didn't react so fast that time before."

"Oh, Harry, if you wanted to see me like she did, I would have been by your side." Dumbledore blinked.

The brief conversation lightened the atmosphere in the medical wing.

Madam Pomfrey saw that she had nothing to do with herself, so she simply turned around and continued to read her Therapist's Weekly. Dumbledore walked up to Claretina and asked gently: "Then Claretina—may I call you that?" ?”

"Of course, professor." The fear and anger disappeared first, and the resentment also disappeared without a problem. Kleitina almost returned to her normal state, so she was a little unnatural when she suddenly saw the "celebrity", and moved her body on the chair , then lowered his head with some inexplicable embarrassment, "Actually, it's not a big deal..."

"No, it's a big deal." Dumbledore corrected her. "I think we need to find out what happened. Can you recount the situation?"

Claretina looked at Harry and Al again, and repeated succinctly: "I was practicing on the broom in class, and I didn't dare to fly high, but there were always people whistling around me... I'm a little bored, so I'm going to find some quiet place..."

"Fly high?" Dumbledore asked softly.

"No, I didn't." Claretina pursed her lips stubbornly, "I planned to fly down at first, but more people flew past me, they..." She felt like saying 'they are laughing ’ I was like a little girl who was wronged and asked an adult to cry, so she stopped talking and just continued, “Later, I flew high in the sky, and then he flew to me,” Claretina looked at Al said, "Then a force pushed me off the broom from the side."

Dumbledore tapped his fingertips lightly: "I think we should hear what the other party has to say. Al, can you recount the matter?"

"I—?" When it was mentioned suddenly, Al looked surprised and flustered, and he couldn't help but look at Harry, "I—"

"Honestly," Harry said quietly, "or is there something you can't say?"

"Of course I didn't!" Al raised his voice all of a sudden, but immediately, his voice fell again, and from the beginning to the end, he didn't dare to look at Cletina, "I just flew to her side, and then she It just fell."

"Why did you fly to Cletina?" Harry asked.

"I am--"

"Just don't like her?" Harry whispered.

"Huh?" The thoughts in his heart were shattered, and Al looked at Harry in surprise and embarrassment, "Professor, I..."

"Just hate her?" Harry ignored, and continued on.

Al felt something was wrong at this moment.

But that wasn't the end, Harry said again: "You don't like her, you hate her, but you approach her - what are you trying to do? In mid-air?"

"I--"

"Professor Dumbledore," said Harry, "I'll take him back first, okay?"

"Of course," said Dumbledore, "we need to find out." He pointed.

"I know, Professor." Harry smiled politely, then grabbed Al's arm and walked quickly to the outside of the hospital wing.

He had never been pulled like this before, and Al staggered along for a while before reacting and shouting: "Hey, Dad, wait, wait!"

Harry remained silent.

Al shouted unhappily again: "It's none of my business, I didn't do anything!"

Harry still didn't speak.

Al began to struggle hard, but by this time, Harry had already brought him to Snape's office in the cellar.

The usually deserted cellar has also acquired some Gryffindor colors over time.Snape happened to be in the office, he raised his eyebrows, looked at Harry who barged in without knocking, "What happened?"

"Ask him yourself!" Harry was furious. "I can't believe what a fine son I've raised!"

"Hey, I didn't—"

"I never thought he looked exactly like Dudley!"

"Harry, I really—"

"A scoundrel—"

"--listen to me!!"

Al yelled with all his strength, temporarily distracting Harry as he wished, and concluded in the most succinct language: "Enough, Harry, she's lying."

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"what?"

"She's lying," said Al coldly. "There's no way she's afraid of heights, and I saw her surreptitiously fly Quidditch before the end of last term! On her first day just out of the hospital wing! "

Harry and Snape looked at each other.He turned to Al and said, "You know what you're talking about?"

"Of course I do!" Al replied unhappily.

"Very well then." Harry warned him, "Al, I'd like to believe you, but you have to know that although I don't want my son to be another Dudley, I don't want my son to lie after being Dudley." Stories—the latter will make me lose all confidence in you."

Al rolled his eyes angrily: "What if it turns out I'm right?"

Harry laughed. He squatted down and rubbed Al's hair: "Then I apologize to you, Al baby."

Also at the age of 11, Il was once called 'little baby' by James, Lily, and even Sirius, and he just rolled his eyes at this, with a look of impatience on his face.And now it was Al's turn—no doubt, this was his first encounter with the word.He looked taken aback, stayed for a moment, pushed Harry away with a straight face, and left without saying a word.

Harry stood up, he couldn't help laughing as he watched Al with red ears opening and closing the office door heavily: "He's really just like you when he's shy."

Snape glanced at Harry and snorted dissatisfiedly: "You were too strict just now."

"I think I'm mad." Harry sat down on the couch. "Just the thought of my kid bullying someone with his magic or something, I can't help it."

"Who is Dudley?"

"A villain, my aunt's child—oh, of course, not this time. Anyway, he would yell at me from the age of three, throw toys at me, and chase me with his followers after school." Ha Leigh said casually.

Snape's brows flicked: "I don't think Al can reach this point."

"Hopefully," Harry said from the bottom of his heart.

"I think you can tell what's going on now." Snape still had some homework to correct, but he pushed the homework in front of him away, walked to the sofa and sat down.

Harry moved to Snape's side naturally, and he explained the matter briefly: "Al doesn't seem to be lying... Neither does Claritina, her reaction to falling from the sky is too real. And What's the point of her designing this thing? She wants to give you happiness, not me," Harry joked, "The accident happened in your Potions class."

"Actually she's been out quite a few times," Snape said quietly.

Harry was taken aback for a moment, and frowned in confusion: "Professor, this matter has not yet been settled... Do you think it is her problem?"

"You've said everything and it's not conclusive," Snape said noncommittally, "but apart from this one thing, has Mr. Ravens overlooked other things?"

"for example?"

"She called you Harry Potter."

The name caused a brief moment of silence in the office, but not in that silence - in fact, Harry was just brooding.

"Professor, why do you think she knows my name?"

"She's from the same place as you?" Snape said.

"I have thought about it." Harry said directly, "I actually talked to Professor Dumbledore two days ago."

This sentence made Snape frown dissatisfied, but Harry didn't notice, and he continued: "Professor Dumbledore told me some things. For example, before Claytina entered the hospital wing, she was a very silent and gloomy woman." My son, who likes Quidditch, did well in every subject except Herbology. And now..."

"Her grades were mediocre in all subjects, and History of Magic was particularly bad," said Snape, and he added flatly, "It doesn't take Dumbledore to know that."

"Of course, these are trivial things." Harry was a little puzzled. "Professor Dumbledore and I both believe that during the magical accident last semester, Claritina suffered some injuries beyond our expectations, such as..."

"Turning one person into another?" Snape said.

After a few seconds of silence, Harry spoke again, his brows furrowed and his voice became heavy: "I hope it's not like that."

Snape didn't feel much about it.This may be a certain degree of indifference, but the fact is: whether it is Cletina, who had a good grade in potions before, or the girl who confessed to him in the medical wing later, his impression is no worse than rubbing shoulders on the street. And the strangers who passed by were so profound—or, most of his attention was divided up by a limited number of people a long time ago.And he has no intention of changing it.

"What is Dumbledore going to do?" Snape asked Harry.

"I don't know, but I guess Professor Dumbledore has contacted Cletina's family," Harry replied.

Snape didn't care what Dumbledore did, he raised his eyebrows at Harry's previous sentence: "You don't know?"

"I didn't ask," Harry said, and then he saw Snape's suspicious look, and he was a little unhappy, "Do I have to take care of everything?"

"It's surprising." Snape's tone was indeed full of surprise, "I thought Mr. Ravens would be very interested in this, given your..." He pretended to think for a while, "Messianism. "

"Hey," said Harry, "I was just—"

"Just what?" Snape asked.

Just something that can never be abandoned, like justice, like love.Of course, it's been a long time since that time, and there's absolutely no need to talk about these things anymore, so Harry shrugged and surrendered, "Well, I admit that I do have some... um, curiosity. "

"Curiosity," Snape snorted, and then he asked, "You don't care about that at all? Don't want to know at all?"

Harry didn't answer right away. He bowed his head and thought for a while before he said, "If I really want to say something, maybe a little bit. But even if she is a new life, from the same world and era as mine, so what ?I've been here for a long time and this