[HP] Spring Mountain is Sleeping

When Severus returned from the Malfoy Manor, the Slytherin dungeon was empty.

Paddy was still at the Burrow or at 12 Grimmauld Place, hanging out with the blah Gryffindors, and Severus wondered if that would lead to Paddy being sent to Go to the academy that puts impulse before reason.Tom wasn't in the cellar—certainly Tom wasn't there much in the cellar.Severus lit the magic candle and saw a table of Christmas presents left by Tom.

The portraits of Albus and Quentin were placed above the fireplace by Tom, and even the inside was empty.The portraits have their own activities at Christmas, and he doesn't know where they went. Maybe all the portraits of Hogwarts are concentrated in a certain painting like the Athens School for carnival, and there are unlimited supply of portraits Edition sweets and refreshments.

During the few days when he was not at home, Tom seemed to have bought some gift boxes again, filled them with the materials he had brought back from the medicine shop, and put a big pile on the table.Severus cursed at this meaningless act, so he had to open the gift boxes one by one, and then moved all the materials to the refining room.After doing this, there are two boxes left on the table.He first opened a flat gift box, and saw a set of black silk pajamas with a faint luster, and the label was a niche high-end brand.Tom seemed to like the brand and had mentioned it to him a few times.

"Oh, Tom, you've got a brain with stickworm secretions in it, what a waste of money." Severus believed that Tom had exchanged faerie gold for Galleons from someone else again.

He put down his pajamas and went to open the last slim box.Then, his pupils shrank instantly.

Inside the box was a knotted elderberry stick, and Severus called the magic candle to his side, rechecking his eyes, yes, it was it, the stick he had poured out of the healing potion— — The Elder Wand.

Indeed it was, the supposedly invincible wand.He hurriedly grasped it, feeling the magical guidance of the Thestral tail feathers inside, this is not an illusion, nor is it an imitation, the imitation outside will not reproduce all the small knots at the joint—no, Tom will not follow He joked like this-

"Tom?"

Severus yelled into the room, but there was no answer.He took a look inside, dropped his wand, and felt the need to go to the Shrieking Shack right away.

"Severus, are you going to the Shrieking Shack now?"

A familiar voice came from over the fireplace.The black-haired man took a closer look, and at some point, Albus had returned to his own portrait.

"I left a spell here, and I came here when I heard the sound." The old principal was still holding the snacks at the portrait party, which looked like a large macaron, but in the middle of the interlayer, there were constantly changing creams of various flavors Or sauce, you must be sure to bite down, otherwise you will not get the taste you want.

"Albus, tell me what's going on here?" Severus threw himself at the portrait and grabbed it in his hands, tears almost streaming from his eyes.

"I don't think Tom's in the Shrieking Shack. You're right, someone from Hogsmeade went there, and it's not safe anymore."

"Then he is..."

"Probably Spider's End. I guess." Albus took a bite out of the pastry. "That's the best place for him right now."

"That's fine, but what's going on here?" Severus raised his Elder Wand.

"Give it to you. Anyway, he is not the owner of the wand. I guess this will prevent him from being bounced when he and Harry Potter fight next time."

"Did he eat Merlin's socks?" Severus cursed loudly, "So he's going to fight Saint Potter in the Muggle community in Spider's End?" He paused, and suddenly stared at Ah Bu thought, "So are you going to tell me that Saint Potter is in danger now? Or is he going to Grimmauld Place to steal the Invisibility Cloak and I have to protect the Savior from behind, like I've been doing all these years?"

"Calm down, my boy. Maybe Tom has changed his mind, he doesn't need the Deathly Hallows anymore, and he has decided to leave the Elder Wand to you." Albus took another bite of the large macaron, "I I have more time to think about this than you. Harry, maybe you will add Lucius? They are fine for the time being. I am afraid that you are more dangerous now, my child."

Severus fixed Albus with his bewildered black eyes.

"Even if he has three Deathly Hallows, he still can't do anything, at most cause public panic, and I have warned Kingsley again to strengthen Azkaban's defenses to ensure that no prison breakout occurs in that case .Nobody out there is going to support him, and I think he fully understands that." Albus paused for a few seconds, "But if it was Severus Snape who was going to run for Minister of Magic, no one would There is no reason to object."

"what do you mean……"

"Leaving Hogwarts, he's out of our sight. We can't watch him. If in school, when you deduct points in class, he can't be in front of others, but anywhere else, Nobody knows when he's not supposed to show up."

"He'll definitely show up everywhere, acting like me." Severus gritted his teeth a bit, "He's already stealing money like me."

"Stealing money is a small matter. But be careful, my boy, you will be responsible for everything he does in the future. You help him restore the Elder Wand because of your long-lasting Polyjuice Potion, and you know his Existed without telling anyone, you even allowed him to live in the school. You gave birth to him, you risked your life to protect him, if something happened, all of this will be your incriminating evidence. Put It's the best ending for you to be kicked out of England, and I don't want Kingsley to be forced to send you to Azkaban."

"But the worst thing is probably not these—" Albus took a sip of his honey tea, "Actually, what I just wanted to say is that if you die, there will only be one Severus Snape left in the world gone."

A slight shudder seemed to pass through the silence of the cellar.

"So, are you still going on like this with these things, my boy?"

After a long silence, the air at the bottom of the lake became extremely tense and opaque.Suddenly, as if stung by a bee, Severus raised a hand, hesitated for a second, and pointed his fingertips at the ceiling:

"Maybe you're worried that they'll throw your portrait out of Hogwarts if something goes wrong? You sweet bee?"

"Oh, I never worried about that, you know, the principal's office isn't fun at all. I can't even eat magic macarons in the principal's office when the professors are in a meeting, or Minerva will say I'm showing everyone set a bad example. It would be great if they would help send me to Nurmengard."