[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

Although Snape knew that if it wasn't for the owl to wake him up in time, he might fall into a sweet trap made by Jane, and he would be unable to extricate himself from then on.But even so, he didn't intend to let the owl go easily.So when the owl was about to drop the letter to Jane, Snape grabbed it.His face was flushed, his voice was hoarse and low, and he said maliciously: "No matter whose owl you are, you should pray to Merlin for the last time now."

Jane stood up from the ground, ready to grab Snape and save the untimely owl, but Snape avoided him: "Hey, sir, it's innocent. Although I really want to continue go down—”

"I don't want to go on!" Snape turned his head to stare at Jane, and growled in a low voice, as if Jane stepped on his tail, making him panic and angry: "You should thank it for showing up in time to stop this, Otherwise, I will send you back to hell right now!"

"But your expression tells me that you don't want to be interrupted by this little guy at all - of course if you don't mind, I think we can go back to the room and continue." Jane's eyes slipped from the owl to Snape. Looking at his shy and annoyed look on his face, he couldn't help laughing.

Jane's eyes moved meaningfully from Snape's face to her pulled shirt under Snape's stare, which made Snape feel that he was being teased with eyes.So under Jane's sight, Snape left the poor owl behind, reached for his cloak, and wrapped himself in the black cloak.

"Take your presumptuous gaze away, don't act like a disgusting hungry wolf!" Snape said in a vicious voice.

"There's nothing to hide." Jane watched the owl drop a letter and flew away.She bent down to pick it up from the ground and walked towards Snape.

But to her surprise, Snape actually pulled out his wand from his sleeve, pointed at her nose, and said through gritted teeth, "Stand there!"

Jane looked deeply into Snape's dark eyes, she knew he was serious - this was his bottom line.

Sighing, Jane looked at Snape who was wrapping herself in the cloak, and curled her mouth slightly: "Actually, you are also longing for me, sir. After all, you are also a normal man, there is no need to suppress yourself. Why—"

"Shut up!" Several sparks appeared from the tip of Snape's wand, full of danger: "Shut up, Jane Jean."

"Okay, okay." Jane knew that if she went on, she might not be able to catch her poor Potions professor anymore, and she had to leave room: "Anyway, let's go into the house, shall we? I haven't had dinner yet, and although it's late, I thought you might not mind a little supper."

Snape stared at Jane as she turned and walked towards the house.

Because of Snape's appearance, Jane felt that she was in a great mood.Humming to a tune she made up herself, she took out some food from the refrigerator and heated it in the microwave, and then took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet.

But after a while she rearranged the dinner table again.

Sitting at the table, she looked at Snape sitting opposite her, smiled and said, "I don't know what you like to eat - I asked - Professor Dumbledore, but Mr. I'd be better off digging myself."

Snape looked at the spaghetti bolognese in front of him, picked up a fork and curled it up a bit.

Watching Snape start eating, Jane felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in her heart, feeling that she wouldn't feel hungry even if she didn't eat.

But facing Jane's gaze, Snape said mockingly: "I don't think you can fill your stomach by looking at me. If your brain can control your eyes even a little bit, please put your Look away."

Jane pursed her lips and laughed, lowering her head and rolled some pasta for herself.

This meal was eaten very slowly, and the two of them didn't talk at all, they just ate the food on their plates.It wasn't until nine o'clock that Jane was ready to stand up and pack the dinner plates.But Snape obviously didn't intend to be so troublesome. With a light tap of the wand in his hand, several dinner plates on the table flew into the kitchen.The water in the sink was bubbling up, as if an invisible hand had cleaned up all the chores.

"It's getting late now, if you want, I think you can stay." Jane looked at Snape and tentatively said, "There are many guest rooms here, you can choose any one you like."

Snape stood up, obviously not planning to spend the night here: "I think you should know that apparating is a very easy thing for wizards, especially when going home." Putu changed the subject, and suddenly said: "It's about General Potter—"

Jane looked at Snape seriously, but said nothing.

"I've already told Dumbledore," said Snape. "No one has been able to escape the Killing Curse before, so I'll look into this point about Potter's scar. Keep an eye on Potter, and don't let him go." Getting into trouble everywhere."

"He doesn't live with me now," said Jane.

"You will meet soon." Snape said this, and walked towards the door: "Remember my words and look at him."

Jane sighed, accompanied Snape to the door, and said reluctantly, "Can I still see you this holiday?"

Snape looked at Jane who was standing in front of him looking up at him, and staggered his eyes: "You should travel and meet more people instead of always writing me boring things. Don't write me any more Believe it, Genn. If you let me see that crow again, I don't think you will want it to become a potion."

Jane reached out and grabbed Snape's cloak, a little eagerly: "Don't say that, I thought—"

"What do you think?" Snape stared at her coldly, and said meanly, "Stop writing to me - I don't want to say that again."

Jane watched Snape leave, Apparate into a cloud of black mist in front of her and disappear, and she found that there was nothing she could do - when he first appeared, she thought he was being killed after all. She was moved, but she didn't understand until now that he was still so cold and ruthless to her.

"He's a bastard." Jane murmured, looking in the direction where Snape disappeared.But immediately she showed a wry smile: "But I can't do anything about this bastard."

With a wry smile, she turned and closed the door, and Jane returned to her room.But Jane didn't know at the moment, at the moment she closed the door, Snape was standing under a big tree outside the garden.

He stood in the shadow and merged with the darkness. He heard her comment to him, and he did not deny Jane's comment on him-he was indeed a jerk.

Ruojiruoli, knowing that continuing like this will only cause pain to both of them, but he can't control his behavior at all.

His whole life has been given to himself for his mistakes, and his whole life should be used to atone for his sins, and he should live in darkness and die alone.He is not worthy of such hot and true feelings, not worthy of having them.He was just a burnt ashes, and Jane was fascinated by him now but didn't know his past.If she knew the deeds he had done, she would hate and spurn him just like everyone else.Her love is not reliable, and he has long lost the vitality that only youth can have.What he needs is to live for Lily and continue to live for Lily's son.To repent for his past mistakes, until the Dark Lord died he should be waiting to rot in a deserted corner.

Snape stood under the tree, watching the lights come on on the second floor of the house.He thought Jane might be ready to rest—this fellow from another world, her soul was always pure, completely different from his despicable soul living in the gutter.They are not people of the same world, and they also have a gap that the owner cannot cross.