[HP] Secret Love Diary

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I was carried back to the castle by Ryan like a bride.

There was noisiness around, I buried my head in his chest, sniffing his breath carefully - I was slightly uncomfortable with the smell of sweat at first, but I got used to it after being hugged so tightly by him .

He put me at the cellar door, rubbed my head and was about to give me another kiss, but suddenly paused.

"Hello, Professor Snape!"

The smile on my face froze immediately, and I struggled out of Ryan's arms.Somewhat panickedly, he greeted the man in front of him, and at the same time, there was an illusion in his heart that he was caught by his wife on a date with an adulterer.

I really think too much...

He calmly nodded at us, and then walked towards the exit of the cellar.

"...Didn't he just come back?" Ryan muttered in confusion, and I pinched him—Snape in front hadn't gone far.

What's more, Snape's mind is definitely not something we mortals can understand. Ryan didn't struggle for a long time before abandoning Snape and pestering me for a reward.

The two of us got tired of it for a while, Ryan suddenly remembered something, and apologized to me embarrassedly: "I have to go first, the team will have a summary meeting soon."

I waved my hand in understanding, and by the way declined his request to invite me to the celebration party.I've been doing really well recently, but I just broke into the lion's lair?forget it.

——*——*——

The atmosphere in the Potions class on the second day was sluggish, and Snape would not directly lose his temper at us, and his anger would often turn into a cold "point deduction".

——"One point deducted from Gryffindor, the stirring direction is reversed."

——"Two points from Gryffindor, I think you should be able to read the instructions on the blackboard?"

——"Two points deducted from Gryffindor, please use your brain to think about the question I just raised."

……

The Gryffindors dare not speak out. After getting along with Snape for almost a semester, we have also touched the temper of the new Potions professor: Never try to argue with Snape, Professor Snape What is said is always right, even if it is wrong it is still right.

Ryan looked sluggish today. When Snape passed by our group, I subconsciously leaned out to cover Ryan's operations indiscriminately.

Fortunately, he didn't intend to stay with us, he just glanced at my cauldron lightly, and then continued to speak viciously at others.

"What happened to him today? It feels weird." Ryan gestured to Snape's back.

Even with Snape's unfeeling demands on me, I still don't want to speak ill of Ryan.So I shook my head and made a very unreliable guess: "Probably because I feel depressed when I think of no one to accompany me on Christmas vacation."

Ryan nodded half-understood, then stopped cutting the herbs, and turned to stare at me.

"Liliana...would you like to come to my house for Christmas?"

Is this progress a little faster?

Thanks to Tosnapp's training some time ago, I kept stirring the crucible: "But Ryan, tomorrow is a holiday. My family and I agreed last week that we will go home."

"Oh," he was a little disappointed, "my parents really want to see you."

I was so choked by his words that I wanted to cough: "So fast?"

"Soon?" Ryan took it for granted, "You also know that I am serious about this relationship, and I don't want you to feel slighted."

……

"Thank you." I suddenly felt a little guilty, he had already started to think about our future, but I didn't start thinking about anything, "Otherwise, shall I go to your house next Christmas?"

He finally smiled: "A deal?"

"It's a deal." I vowed.

This is the last class before the holiday. After the class, everyone felt relieved.I handed in my homework, said "Happy Holidays" to Snape in a low voice, and tried to walk out.

"Miss Rose, please stay."

……what?

I stood aside sullenly, and waited until everyone else had left before he raised his head, and began to lecture with a blank expression.

"Next term is owls, and I hope to see you in Advanced Potions class next year."

I spotted Ryan waiting not far from the door, and nodded absently.

"I don't object to students falling in love, but that's on the premise that it doesn't affect their studies." His tone was a little harsher, and I couldn't help shrinking my shoulders.

I recently got an O in Potions, both practical and thesis... What the hell is he doing.

As if he had seen through my slander, he took out a roll of transcripts from the pile of parchment on the desk and handed it to me, motioning for me to open it: "Professor McGonagall came to see me today, and Mr. Hall's grades in school have dropped significantly. , it may not be possible to graduate at this rate.”

I flipped through the report card in my hand, and it was indeed horrible.

"But Professor, I have only been with him for two weeks..." It would be too unreasonable to blame all the fault on me.

"I know," he interrupted me irritably, "I know Mr. Hall, with all his limbs, is taking part in Quidditch practice at the same time. He can care less about his studies - he can even drop out of school now and go professional. But you Going to drop out and play with him?"

I was so embarrassed that I shrank to the ground, being told about my emotional state by a professor, especially by Snape, really made me want to die.

"Thank you," I admitted my mistake with a good attitude, "I will study hard in the future and bring Ryan to study together."

"That's your business." He took away the roll of paper in my hand and began to tidy up a pile of glass bottles on the desk.

This was probably a signal for me to leave, so I retreated wisely.

Ryan was still waiting outside, and when he saw me looking downcast, he leaned over: "Professor Snape taught you?"

"No."

"Then why did he ask you to keep it?"

"He asked me to take you to study hard and make progress every day."

Ryan sprayed, obviously with a look of disbelief, I gave him a sideways look: "I'm serious."

"Okay, our Miss Liliana is serious, so where are you going now?"

"library!"

This state of striving for strength was maintained until the end of the fifth grade semester. When I finally finished the owls, Ryan and I were lying on the desk in the abandoned classroom.

"Liliana, before falling in love, I never knew you were such a girl who loves to study." He yawned.

I wanted to stretch out my hand to smack him, but I was really sleepy, and now I can't remember any of the important points in the History of Magic exam that I wrote down last night.

"I didn't know before." I looked at him in a daze, and soon, the two of them slept together and fell unconscious.

——*——*——

I was woken up by a cold wind.

Opening my eyes with difficulty, I stared weakly at the figure standing in front of the table for a long time before suddenly standing up.

"S-Professor Snape?"

He hummed.

I pushed my right hand to Ryan, who was still sleeping soundly on the table. He was even more out of shape than me when he just woke up. He looked at Snape, and then grabbed my arm: "Liliana, get out of class is over?"

I pulled him up desperately, and pressed him to apologize to Snape: "I'm sorry, I accidentally overslept, we'll go back to the dormitory now!"

Why did he feel that when he saw Snape, he either apologized or thanked him.

But this time he didn't intend to let me go so easily: "Students go out at night after curfew, Gryffindor and Slytherin will each deduct [-] points."

Was this the first time he had deducted points from Slytherin?

Ryan said confusedly: "Professor Snape? Why are you here?"

I looked at the wall clock on the wall that was heading toward twelve o'clock, and groaned in annoyance.

"Mr. Howle, if you don't roll back from the cellar to the Gryffindor lounge immediately, I'd be happy to let you know how the Gryffindor gem is empty." Snape paled against the candlelight His face looked particularly eerie.

Being so frightened by him, Ryan finally became fully awake.He stammered an apology to Snape, and rushed out the door, as if he was afraid that another point would be deducted from the house if he stayed a second longer.

Hey, you are thinking about me!

I was left stiffly in place, Snape didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, he just stood there watching me pack my things quickly.

"I... good night, Professor." I dare not look at him, afraid to find disappointment in his eyes.

"You should rest early."

As if I had received a pardon, I grabbed my bag and quickly left the classroom.

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So in the extra episode, Professor Menghou’s instruction was originally intended to be included in this chapter, cough