[HP] Secret Love Diary

Walking into the familiar cellar, my numb nerves recovered little by little.

It turned out that unconsciously, the characteristics of Slytherin had been mixed into his blood.When I came here for the first year, I still hated the coldness of the cellar, but now I realize that this is the only place that can bring me warmth.

I started to make drafts in my brain—drafts of family letters, drafts of withdrawal letters. I don't think any public opinion will turn towards me after my diary is maliciously exposed, not even Snape, who is the person involved.He would probably just stand far away, sweeping across me with those dull eyes, and then focus on other places.

He didn't give a damn.

I couldn't help but want to cry, I screwed up everything myself.If I had been more careful to put away my notebooks at the beginning, and if I had been more careful to watch my schoolbag during the last class, I would not have come to this point.

Lily Rose, you're literally the world's worst failed crush.My dirty thoughts were exposed by my crush before I confessed my love, but now it is good, I will never have to say it, that newspaper clipping will explain everything by itself.

The footsteps stopped outside the door of the dean's office. There was a compartment in the dean's bedroom. He must not be sleeping now.I stared blankly at the clasp on the door, unsure whether to ring or not.

I don't want to face him, and I don't want to be reprimanded by him again when I'm in such a mess.But after all, the troubles that are coming are caused by me, and I would rather tell him the distorted facts than let him hear the distorted facts from others.

Then the punishment is up to him to decide, whether it is to drop out of school, or to call me stupid, I will fight it out.

Anyway, I don't have any dignity anymore.

Thinking of this, I wiped away the tears on my face and raised my hand to knock on the door.

Almost at the same time, the door was pulled open from the inside.

"How long are you going to stand at the door?" Snape, who was wearing a work robe, looked at me with an indistinguishable expression.

I must have looked bad--his brows were wrinkled.

"Professor Snape, excuse me, I want to tell you something, I have to say it now." I opened my mouth, but I still couldn't say the apology.

He pulled the door open and sideways let me in.Two cups of tea soon appeared on the coffee table in the outer hall, and he sat on the armchair and motioned for me to take a seat.

Holding the teacup in my hand, my mind went blank, and I forgot what I had thought. I just wanted the embarrassing silence at this moment to pass quickly, and I could say whatever I wanted.

"I guess you must be talking about something important if you come here before the curfew." He broke the silence and guided me on.

It turns out that I have been posting outside for so long.

"Professor, I think... I am not suitable here, not suitable for Hogwarts, not suitable for Slytherin, I want to drop out." I picked up the most important part and said that the diary part can be put later.

"I am disappointed."

I looked up in astonishment, and bumped into his obsidian eyes.

"Lily, you were sorted into Slytherin for a reason," he frowned, looking at me sternly.

I stared blankly at his constantly moving lips, confused.

Before today, no one had ever said this to me, not my father who graduated from this college.Not to mention the mother who grew up with a private tutor.

I still remember the dirty sorting hat that Professor McGonagall put on every freshman's head five years ago. Well, it and the headmaster do talk about the spirit of each college every year, but I started from the first Haven't listened to it for a year.

In my opinion, the reason why I was assigned to the Sri Lanka Academy was actually very simple. The word blood and indifference to other people were enough.So in the past few years, I have been living in a daze at Hogwarts, holding newspaper clippings every day, posting nympho, chatting and spanking with Annabelle.From the week before the final exam, I started to be nervous to death, and then the family breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the report card.

I used to think that I was doing nothing among most students, just a portrayal of the life of ordinary students.After all, there are not many graduates of the Academy who can toss like the mysterious man—to be precise, he is the only one. Grindelwald did not graduate from us.But now, Severus Snape, whom I regard as a god, says I was sorted for a "reason".

reason?

Once again in my life, I questioned my own understanding.

"Professor, I don't understand," I said with a bitter smile, "I know how I got by in the past few years. I was sorted into this college in a daze, and I still can't recite the rules of the college. Before Anna disappeared, I I don't even have any pursuit of magic, and I have the same name as the savior's mother, but I am so useless... Maybe Mr. Black is right, I really don't deserve to be called Lily."

Especially after knowing how much he liked Lily Evans before, I gradually began to realize how ridiculous I was thinking that he would be with me.Impossible, I will never be able to compare with her, even if I die.

"It's ridiculous, dare I say it for nothing just now, the only thing you can compare with Lily Potter is probably Gryffindor's god logic, other things, I really don't see how you are like her." He stood Get up and walk around me slowly, "blonde hair, blue eyes, short stature, timid, love to cry, hide when things happen." My tears fell more and more violently with his words.

"Oh, yes," he added slowly.

and also?

I couldn't help but look up and stare at him, waiting for the next more terrible poisonous tongue.

"Lily Rose, you are a Slytherin." He looked at me and repeated slowly, "A real Slytherin, even if you can't recite the rules, your inner self will not change."

"Slytherins are cautious, but they will never be cowards. Everyone knows that Gryffindors are famous for their bravery, but you should already know that Slytherin-style bravery and loyalty are often hidden deepest and purest."

I thought of myself, of Annabelle, and even more of the man in front of me.

"Aren't you unable to think just because someone else is unworthy? The name is given by your parents, but you need to inject meaning into it yourself. There will still be people named Lily, James, or even Tom in this world," he paused briefly, " You don't have to worry too much."

"Thank you." Trying to adjust my breathing, I realized how embarrassed I would look now, and I couldn't help saying, "I'm sorry to trouble you, I'll go back to the dormitory right away."

He nodded, and took out a thick black book from the upper shelf and handed it to me.With Snape's rigor, it's not dusty, but it can be seen that it hasn't been read for a long time.

"Starting tonight, copy ten pages a day. In fact, not many people have really memorized all the rules of Slytherin. Since you have such leisurely thoughts, I guess you will not prepare OWLs in advance. Memorize them before taking advanced potions. Don’t come into my classroom if you don’t read at least half a book.”

I held the book in both hands, silly.

"Professor, one last question..." I looked up pitifully.

"Just ask."

"Have you...recited this book?"

He was obviously in a good mood: "Smart Slytherins know how to move freely within the school rules to the maximum extent."

The implication is unclear.

I put the book into my pocket with a sad face: "Thank you again for your guidance, good night."

"If you go to bed early, your height may be saved." He looked down at me and made an authoritative conclusion for tonight.

I didn't remember the purpose of this trip until I got back to the dormitory, but it was too late to go back and tell him now.

Let's talk about it next time...

The author has something to say: This paragraph was coded on the plane a long time ago. After adjusting the plot (Annabel died from death and now she is injured and missing), it may be a bit abrupt, but I still want to put it here, after all, it is a professor. It’s a rare talk mode~ and this chapter should be the first time the professor called “Lily” after he came back. In fact, for this name, Ross is entangled with the big dog, you are entangled with me, and I am also entangled. He is the one who cares the least, because He knew both Lilies so well that it was impossible to confuse them.After thinking about it, Rose's first love will be given to Ryan. This is not a scumbag heroine, but represents the completely different love views of Snape and Rose.The professor's first reaction after being emotionally hurt (Lily's death) was to close himself, numb his senses with alcohol, and firmly reject Rose after knowing that he liked him. Although part of the reason was the psychology of being responsible for his students, most of the reasons were It was Snape himself who cut his own emotional thread.He refused the kindness of others to approach him, and this did not change when he died in the original book.And after Rose was hit (rejected by the male god), it was not without depression. She took the opportunity to shed tears during the process of watching movies non-stop. She admired Snape so much that after being rejected Life goals are gone.So after being squeezed out and hit her, she would not have the fighting spirit to fight back. Instead, she began to miss her best friend, and even wanted to drop out of school like an ostrich.After the professor wakes up, Ross will find his direction in life again.Generally speaking, her attitude towards feelings is still more positive than that of the professor, so she wants to get out of this embarrassing crush and try to see what real feelings are like, and Ryan is indeed a good choice.Ryan is not a spare tire, and Ross takes this relationship very seriously.It's over~ I'm going to eat hot pot! (Xi'an is already hot to [-] degrees and still eating...)