[HP] Can you be gentle with me

The hall was instantly filled with whispering and pointing at Tahlia and even Dumbledore.

"Quiet!" Dumbledore yelled, but it had little effect, and the students were still thrown into a frenzy of unease and discussion.

They couldn't even imagine that Dumbledore would hire someone who was rumored to be most likely a Death Eater as their professor, which was as unbelievable as Lucius Malfoy becoming Minister for Magic one day.

Dumbledore's wand shot out several beams of light, accompanied by a loud cracking sound, which made the students gradually quiet down. "Quiet," he said. "As far as I know, the reason why Professor Watson is safe here and not in Azkaban is obviously because she is not a Death Eater, Mr. Anderson."

"I can't admit I'm wrong!" Anderson yelled. "I'd recognize you even if I was blind, Watson!"

"I don't mind blinding you right now, Mr. Anderson." Tahlia said lightly, making Anderson shut up instantly. "If it weren't for the fact that the principal would never allow it, I would definitely do it, in order to prove the authenticity of your words."

"Tahlia—"

Tahlia ignored Dumbledore's yell and went on talking. "As for the question of whether I'm a Death Eater or not, the headmaster just said it, and now I'm sitting here instead of staying with the dementors, I think that's enough to prove everything—" Her voice was not loud , but it clearly spread to the ears of everyone in the hall. "Five points from Gryffindor, Mr. Anderson."

All the students suddenly felt like they were being targeted. Those of the older students who used to stay with Tahlia in school couldn't help recalling the scary feeling she gave people back then, and the oppressive feeling she gave people now that she became a professor. It's heavier──

In contrast, Professor Snape, who had only been here for a semester and was known for being harsh and deducting marks, became much more amiable.

"It's time for you to eat," she said again.

"But──!" The blond boy wanted to attack again, but this time McGonagll stopped him.

"Mr. Anderson, you heard what Professor Watson said, go back to your seat, everyone else has already started eating... Otherwise, I will deduct points from you..."

Anderson turned around, only to find that everyone had already shrunk their necks and ate obediently. He gave Tahlia one last look angrily, and then slowly walked back to his seat.

That was the end of the commotion, but not the whole affair.

The next morning, when Tahlia stepped into the classroom, she found out.

The students looked at her with guard and blame.

"What are you going to teach us?"

This class is for the third graders, they are the first class in the school not to be at the same time as Tahlia, and they are not as timid as the first and second graders, in this regard, they are probably the bravest It's a grade.

That sentence just now was spoken by a Revenclaw, and the tone was not very polite.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts." Tahlia replied flatly. "I was hired to teach this subject after all, wasn't I?"

A student said deliberately. "I thought you wanted to teach us black magic...Watson──professor." Several other students also giggled when they heard this, and laughed maliciously.

"It's a defensive technique." Tahlia didn't have a trace of sullenness, and her tone was still very flat. "And I won't teach you the Dark Arts." She opened the book. "I don't think I need to introduce myself? You should have heard it yesterday──Please turn to page 400..."

"But that's true, right?" The student obviously didn't want to let it go like that. "Anderson said it yesterday."

"So you're still struggling with that." Tahlia sighed, standing on the stage and looking at the students in the audience. "Isn't it enough that I'm here?" she said. "Or are you questioning the judgment of the Ministry of Magic, or the Wizengamot as a whole?"

"Who knows what method you used to deceive them..." the student whispered.

"If that's the case, it's not your turn to interfere." Tahlia said coldly. "Page 400, now." After thinking for a while, the corners of his mouth curled up. "Ravenclaw deducted ten points for disrupting classroom order."

Seeing the stunned face of the student and the actions of his classmates who immediately pulled him down and prevented him from speaking, Tahlia remembered that she hadn't seen such a person who could be easily manipulated for a long time. Sure enough, the student was Students, or children, don't need to worry about everything in the outside world at all...

I am extremely happy.

It's ridiculous, she still has a hint of jealousy, jealous that they can sit in the classroom and have nothing to worry about except their studies.

Thinking sarcastically, but he had already pulled out his wand, and said loudly. "Then, let's try the spell above..."

Classes in the other grades were much easier. Basically, as long as she gave her a look, they would retreat into their seats. Whoever had the courage to talk back to her would only dare to speak in private even if they had doubts.

The only exception is the youngest son of the Anderson family, who is in the second grade this year.

He's doing everything he can to mess with the class, but Tahlia can't do anything but deduct points, and his tricks are just harmless games to her anyway, nothing compared to some of the things she's seen in previous years It's insignificant.

The first week passed peacefully like this, and on weekends, of course there were no classes, Tahlia spent the whole day with little Harry to make up for the previous few days because she was so busy that he had to fuck with a house elf Stare at this for three days.

Then there was a knock on the door of her office, and standing outside the door was someone she never thought would take the initiative to come to her one day.

Snape.

This was the second time in recent days that Tahlia stared blankly at Snape who appeared outside the door with her mouth open.

"Why did you appear here?" Tahlia asked, her voice was suddenly dry, which made her swallow several mouthfuls of saliva unconsciously.

Obviously Snape's office was in the dungeon, next door to the Potions classroom where they used to attend classes, and he was the head of Slytherin, and the Slytherin lounge was also in the dungeon, so there was no way he would come to her office on the third floor.unless-

"Can I help you with something?" she asked.

It made sense to think so, every time Snape took the initiative to come to her, it was for his purpose, always to ask her to do something for him, always.

Snape raised one eyebrow.

Is not it?

Tahlia looked at Snape suspiciously, while he just stood silently outside the door, looking at her with an expression she couldn't describe.

After a while, he finally spoke.

"How did you handle the Anderson thing?"

Tahlia froze for a moment, then moved a few steps to the side, allowing Snape to enter her office.

After all, the topics they discussed were really not suitable to be heard.

After closing the door, she asked. "What do you want to know?"

Snape looked around her office for a week before speaking casually. "What I'm asking is how do you deal with Mr. Anderson."

"I'm not going to put him in confinement for such a trivial matter—"

"Because you know he's right," Snape said, and smirked.

Tahlia didn't react to Snape's words, but sat down slowly, looking straight at Snape. "Even if he made it up, I won't punish him, Severus."

Snape raised his eyebrows again, and sat across from him at Tahlia's gesture. "He desperately wants you to punish him... If this is the case, then you have a guilty conscience."

"So I wouldn't do it anyway," Tahlia said. "Believe it or not, I have the patience to deal with students."

"I don't mean to doubt it," Snape said dryly.

The atmosphere became awkward again, and no one spoke for a while, until Harry staggered out of the inner room, shouting in that childish voice. "Tahli—"

The two of them looked back in Harry's direction again, and Tahlia felt that this scene seemed a little familiar, as if Harry had broken the silence the last time Snape showed up in her apartment...

"What's the matter?" Tahlia picked Harry up and sat him on her feet, asking gently. "Aren't the toys Draco gave you fun?"

Harry tilted his head, half understanding what Tahlia said, and then flashed a warm smile. "Play!" he said.

"Do you want me to play with you?" Tahlia asked. "But I can't play with you right now, there are guests," she said, pointing at Snape.

Little Harry looked at Snape, who was sitting sullenly, and Tahlia immediately noticed that his expression had become complicated, and she knew exactly why...

Lily's eyes—but with a James-like appearance—

Immediately regretting the action just now, Harry turned his head to look at Snape, and she spoke hastily. "Harry, look." He took out his wand and threw out many colorful floating bubbles, successfully drawing Harry's attention back.

He glanced awkwardly at Snape and found that his expression had returned to normal.

Tahlia cleared her throat. "So, why did you come to me? It's not just to ask about Anderson, right?"

"You mean I can't come to you just to... catch up?" Snape asked back.

For a moment, Tahlia had the illusion that Snape was joking, but looking at his expression, he couldn't find a hint of it.

She must have heard correctly──

Snape would also simply want to... chat with her?

Sure enough, Snape's attitude towards her recently was too strange, very strange.

"Dumbledore asked me to bring you this contract." Just as Tahlia was still wondering about the veracity of what Snape had just said, he had already pulled out a roll of parchment from his robes.

It abruptly shattered her hopes, and directly proved her previous point - there was no way Snape would seek her out without a purpose.

After taking the parchment, even though I knew it a long time ago, my chest was still stuffy.

It was all due to Dumbledore's words, she found that she could not control her emotions more and more──

"Actually, he can bring it by himself." She whispered.

"According to what he said, obviously he thinks he has more important things to do, and in his perception, it seems that your office is the closest to me—" Snape said displeased. "If you count McGonagall and Pomfrey."

Tahlia wisely chose not to speak, silently thinking of McGanagall's office on the second floor, and then corresponding to Snape's office in the cellar...

She didn't even want to know what Dumbledore was up to...or that Snape would listen to Dumbledore so much.