[HP] Secret Love Diary

The Halloween dinner in [-] was as uninspiring as ever.

A make-up dinner is like a Hogwarts meal—it's pretty good the first few times, but gets boring after a while.Fortunately, unlike three meals a day, Halloween is only once a year, otherwise it might be so boring.

Of course, the above are just my normal thoughts as an ordinary Slytherin. As for the Gryffindors who can still hear the loud noise after being separated by two tables, this is probably their second favorite holiday after Christmas Alright.

On Friday night, the ghosts scattered in every corner of the castle on weekdays gathered in the auditorium, dragging down the already low temperature.Bloody Baron stayed around the Slytherin table very conservatively, but the ghosts of other colleges were not as disciplined as him...

"Look, I--de--fall--" Nearly Headless Nick shuttled between the long tables of the colleges, intending to show off his excellent head to every student, "I-of- The head—can—can—be—take—off—come on!”

I saw him going to float this way from a distance, and I forced myself to focus on the not-so-appetizing Halloween special food in front of me.The fixed image of Slytherin is indeed spooky, but that doesn't mean we have to like this group of unruly ghosts in the school.

Accompanied by the low voices of the girls in the front row, Nick floated to me with the cold wind: "Look, miss, I have no head! Look, look!"

A head still dripping with blood suddenly passed through my left hand, and was presented upside down in front of me, with the muscles and blood vessels inside clearly visible.

I forcefully looked away calmly: "Bloodman Barrow is watching over there, are you sure you want to stay here?"

Bloody Barrow is simply a mysterious man in the ghost world of Hogwarts, and it is really good to scare a worthless ghost like Nick.

Sure enough, it immediately spun in the air, and floated disheartened to the Ravenclaw table next to it.

After being stimulated by Nick's head, I completely lost interest in the bloody watermelon juice and pork ribs in front of me.Casually poking at the food on the plate, his eyes drifted unconsciously to the teaching desk.

Once again, Headmaster Dumbledore and Acting Head of Slytherin Snape were both absent.

The clock struck eight, and the surrounding Slytherins began to leave in large numbers, and I followed the flow of people back to the dormitory.

Two jack-o'-lanterns were burning alone in the dark, reflecting shaky grimaces on the wall.I didn't bother to turn on the light again, so I just folded my clothes and fell asleep on the bed.

In my dream, I dreamed of Annabelle for the first time, she was wearing a silk white robe, floating beside the jack-o-lantern, smiling softly at me.

"Look, Lily, I'm—de—de—la—"

——*——*——

I was woken up by a knock on the door.

The dim light outside the window told me that it was still early, and I touched my cheeks that were wet from cold sweat, and I mustered up the courage to respond: "Who is outside?"

The knocking stopped, and a low voice came from outside the door: "I, Severus Snape."

Snape at my bedroom door on Saturday morning?

I pinched my face fiercely, this is not a dream.

I twisted the handle a few times with trembling hands, and I looked at Snape standing at the door for a few seconds, still feeling very unreal.

His complexion is extremely ugly, but if there is a mirror in front of him now, I don't think my current complexion will be any better than his.

"It's Annabelle? Isn't it? No, you told me the day before yesterday that she stayed well in Malfoy Manor, it couldn't be her, it couldn't be her..." I grabbed his sleeve in a daze, incoherent.

"Follow me, the Dark Lord is missing, she is still alive." He wearily shifted my gaze away, let me grab the hem of his robe, turned and walked away.

I was taken all the way to his office. He broke off my clenched fingers one by one, grabbed a handful from the Floo powder box on the fireplace, and stuffed it into my hand: "Spider Tail Alley NO.19 .”

"Spider End Alley NO.19."

I stepped into the fireplace, my mind was blank, I followed his instructions and repeated it woodenly, and then I was wrapped in a green flame, and I was also swept into the unknown future.

The other end connected to the office appeared to be Snape's home.

Stepping out of the fireplace, I cast a quick glance out into the living room.The dim light illuminated the surroundings slightly, revealing several large bookcases that were above the head.

It is not so much a living room as it is the reality of a study.

Snape soon appeared in the fireplace as well: "She's upstairs in the bedroom, and things aren't looking good."

I didn't have the heart to listen to what he was saying behind me, so I rushed straight to the stairs.Fortunately, there was only one door open upstairs, and Annabelle should be lying on the bed in this room——

She is gone.

The windows were wide open, and the cold wind blew the gray screens outwards, and at the same time brought the sour smell of the stinky sewer.And in this small room, except for the bed, there is no possibility of Tibetans.

"Annabelle? Anna? I'm here, where are you?" I unconsciously turned over the messy pillows thrown on the bed, and my voice was unconsciously tinged with tears.

"Ross!"

Shocked by Snape's voice, I raised my head in a daze, and looked at Snape with a calm face: "Professor, she's gone..."

"I've written to inform the Aurors and the Department of Magical Beast Control, you come down first." My consciousness gradually came back, and his voice always had a strange and calming power.

After finally sitting on the sofa and calming down, I had a chance to take a closer look at the living room we were in.

"Tea or water? I don't have anything like pumpkin juice here." Snape poked his head out from the kitchen. "Or would you like some brandy?"

I've never touched any alcohol, but tonight might be a good time to try.

So I nodded, and immediately there was the sound of opening a cupboard in the kitchen, and he came out with a small wine glass and a bottle of wine in a short while.

"French cognac is a good wine, one of my father's precious collections." He handed me the glass and shook the bottle in front of me, "The one in that glass is yours, and this one is mine. of."

I watched him sink into the armchair opposite and take a deep sip of wine, and there was another long silence.

"The mysterious person has disappeared, and the headline of the Daily Prophet today will probably be the birth of a new savior."

"Savior?" I repeated suspiciously, even though what he was describing now had nothing to do with Annabelle.

"Savior Harry Potter, who sacrificed Lily Potter and James Potter's imp." He continued drinking.

It took me a long time to realize that he was referring to Senior Evans and Gryffindor Seeker Potter who graduated in his class a few years ago.They both died?Their son killed You-Know-Who?

"The Death Eaters and the others..." Shouldn't they be disbanded.

I recalled my relief at hearing from Professor Slughorn two years ago that he had joined the Death Eaters.It's good that he's free again now.

"After the mysterious man disappeared, the Death Eaters stationed at the Malfoy Manor rioted. Some people blamed the mysterious man's failure on the leak of the new members. Several people headed by Tony Ryan were executed on the spot." He stared at me to make sure I didn't react too aggressively before continuing, "The children of the new members were affected. Last night was the night of the full moon. After the werewolf forces turned into beasts, they held a meeting in the manor. A... party, a promiscuity party."

He'd just written to the Department of Fantastic Beasts Control - and it dawned on me.

When the cold wine covered my lips, I realized that I had bitten my lower lip dripping with blood.She didn't even dare to look at him, fearing that the hatred in her eyes would leak out uncontrollably.

"Sorry, I went to Godric's Hollow before, and it was too late when I arrived at the manor, so I just had time to bring her out. Hogwarts is not a suitable place. I originally planned to let her stay here temporarily, We will wait until you are notified to come over before making the next decision.”

"Who is it?" I asked dryly.

He paused: "I killed the werewolf on her."

Annabelle, such a proud Annabelle, said that her family would definitely give those idiots a good look at Annabelle...

I curled up on the couch, desperately unable to even cry.

"Professor, did you know that I had a dream before I woke up," I whispered to myself, as if speaking to myself. "In the dream she was a ghost, in a white robe, floating over the bed. Talking to me like Nearly Headless Nick. Lily, look, I'm dead, I'm dead..."

"She's alive," he cut me short.

"Thank you for rescuing her, but you still don't understand." Her dignity, as a Slytherin's self-esteem, may have been completely destroyed. What is the difference between this and death?

I try to keep my eyes open because now, even in the blink of an eye, I can see her: floating in the air, helpless at the cauldron, gossiping, rushing. She was watching Gryffindor throw a tantrum.

But no matter which one it was, it wasn't her who was crushed by the devil last night.

I didn't even dare to think about that scene, just hearing what Snape said was enough to make me miserable for the rest of my life.

"How could I not understand?" Snape raised his voice. "Lily Evans is dead. There will be no more Lily Evans in this world."

But what did Lily Evans have to do with him?Didn't the two of them have a deadlock already?

As if sensing my doubtful thoughts, he continued.

"Lily Evans, the only girl I ever loved, and I killed her."

If it is said that my blood froze when I heard the news of Anna's death, then I am now only a body with blood drained and the ability to think.

The author has something to say: The professor is so hard, he has to go to several places this night: crying in Godric's Valley holding Lily's corpse (come, director, give me a long shot), and running to No. 12 Grimmauld Square Go to report the situation + get a letter signed by Lily, then go to Malfoy Manor to save the heroine's friend, and finally go to school and drag the heroine back to his house... Author: Last question!Professor: Loved it!There will be more orz in these two chapters, but I guarantee that the ending will not be cruel, look at my big pure and shining eyes&_&