[HP] Can you be gentle with me

In the middle of the dinner, Tahlia's stomach couldn't hold it any longer, and Sirius, who had abandoned his armor at the side—the bulky armor was lying alone on the ground beside him—was still happily moving towards his plate For food, she said, after a moment's thought. "Sirius, I'm going back to the dormitory first."

"Huh? Why?" Sirius asked.

Tahlia explained. "My stomach is too full... I want to go back and digest it first, otherwise I will be crowded with the crowd after the dinner, which will be even more uncomfortable..."

"I go back with you?"

Tahlia shook her head. "You haven't eaten yet, what are you going to do with me?" She pressed Sirius who was about to stand up. "You eat slowly... that's right," she thought suddenly. "Help me ask Remus for a piece of cake later, it looks delicious..."

"Okay." Sirius agreed, and he didn't think about going back with Tahlia anymore, and continued to struggle with the food instead.

Tahlia went back to the cellar, but saw Snape sitting alone in the armchair by the fire with a somewhat vacant eye, and wondered, why didn't Snape go to the dinner party? "Snape, why are you here alone?"

Snape glanced up at Tahlia, without speaking, and quickly looked down again.

But Tahlia didn't miss Snape's red and swollen eyes, her heart tightened, and she asked worriedly. "You...are you crying?"

"Not reconciled to your business." Snape said, his voice a little hoarse.

"You..." Before Tahlia finished speaking, the door of the common room opened again, and two senior seniors walked in. After seeing Snape, they quickly surrounded him as if they had found prey.

"What are you doing?" Tahlia asked warily.

"Don't be so aggressive, Watson-sister..." one of the blond boys said. "Don't worry about it."

Tahlia figured out that Snape might be their target, so how could she ignore it? "Well, what if I want to take care of it?" She asked calmly.

"You...!" Another black-haired boy was instantly angry. "Don't think that with Mr. Malfoy and Black protecting you, you can live like this!"

"I don't think I'm the same age, the senior," Tahlia said. "Or do you think I have offended you?"

"You... get out of the way!" The dark-haired boy quickly drew his wand and pointed it at Tahlia. "Otherwise, don't blame me..."

"No." Tahlia said, holding the wand discreetly in the sleeve of her right hand so that she could draw it out at any time. "I guess I'll just stand here."

The dark-haired boy frowned and opened his mouth to cast a spell, and Tahlia immediately pulled out his wand. "Stupefy!" she yelled.The red light shot out from her wand, and hit the black-haired boy directly. The boy didn't expect that the freshman would have the courage to attack him, and he was hit and fell to the ground unconsciously. up.

The blond boy stared in astonishment at his companion who had been knocked unconscious by a first grader in that instant, and stared at Tahlia in disbelief.

Tahlia turned her wand on the blond boy. "You imagine him too?" His chin slightly nodded to the unconscious black-haired boy on the ground.

The blond boy spoke quickly. "We just want to discuss something with Junior Snape. I don't think you need to be so nervous, Junior Watson..." Although the other party is a first-year student, and the action just now is very likely to be a coincidence, he still hasn't pulled out his wand yet. Obviously, the situation is more unfavorable.

"A discussion?" Tahlia raised an eyebrow. "Pointing at the other party with a wand is called negotiation?" she said sarcastically. "Forgive me for being stupid, I have never heard of such a negotiation method."

The blond boy was ridiculed like this, no matter what the situation was, he quickly pulled out his wand, and the two pointed their wands at each other. "Go away," he said. "Don't come in my way."

"Do not."

The blond boy narrowed his eyes. "Stupefy." It was the same stun spell Tahlia cast on the dark-haired boy just now.

Tahlia quickly dodged the red beam. "Expelliarmus (expelliarmus)!" she shouted, but the spell was also dodged by the boy, and the two began to shoot spells back and forth at each other, but although Tahlia knew many kinds of spells, she never She didn't have such actual combat experience, but although the other party didn't have much actual combat experience than her, she was still a senior student, and soon Tahlia was at a disadvantage.

"Oh!" She couldn't dodge in time, and was hit by a spell. Her sleeve was torn and a bloodstain was drawn on her left arm, and she fell to the ground.

"Stupefy." A voice sounded from behind Tahlia. It was Snape. He was completely out of control at the beginning, and he could only watch Tahlia and the blond shoot spells at each other, but when he saw the blood-red fast on Tahlia's sleeve After spreading, he felt a sudden shock in his heart. After the spell was fired, he realized that he could finally control his actions again.

The blond boy fell to the ground.

Snape approached Tahlia slowly, hesitated, and held out a hand to her. "Can you... stand up?"

Tahlia nodded, took Snape's hand, it was warm, she thought his hand would be as cold as others, and stood up with strength. "Thank you," she said.

"To each other," Snape said flatly. "You... I think you should go to the medical wing..."

The pain came, and Tahlia frowned and looked at her left arm. Although the wound was only cut into pieces and the wound was not deep, and the blood was no longer left at this time, the tingling pain was also very uncomfortable. "Snape, I..."

"What did you do to her!"

There was a roar, both of them were startled, and Snape immediately took a few steps back, looking coldly towards the door. Tahlia also turned her head, and found that the dinner party was over. As soon as the students stepped into the common room, they saw the blood-stained Tahlia and Snape, both of whom stood straight at the door with wide-eyed eyes.

"What's the matter? Why are they all blocking the door..." Lucius who stepped through the door saw the chaotic scene, and saw the two unconscious students on the ground, frowned, and ordered the people on the side to say. "...to find the dean."

"I asked, what did you do to her!"

It turned out that the roar just now came from Sirius. The ferocious expression coupled with the scene of holding a piece of cake in his hand was a bit weird, but no one said it in vain at this time. Before Tahlia could say a word, Sirius had strode up beside her and pointed his wand at Snape, forgetting to drop the cake in his hand.

"What did you say I would do." Snape retorted without explaining.

"You!" Sirius yelled angrily, and a spell hit him.

"Sirius! Stop it!" Tahlia said hastily. "Snape didn't…"

But Sirius seemed to be in a frenzy, he couldn't hear anything, and he kept firing spells at Snape, at first Snape kept dodging, and then he seemed to be angry and started to fight back, although the two shot each other with little damage A small spell, but for a while it still caused colorful beams of light to fly all over the living room.

"Stop it! You two!" Lucius also pulled out his wand, but found that even he didn't know how to stop it, and had no choice but to help neutralize the spell when it went astray.

Tahlia anxiously watched Sirius and Snape cast spells at each other with sharp eyes. She suddenly felt that she was really too weak. No matter how many books she read and how many spells she knew, she was still useless. It's not enough, she doesn't want to see them get hurt... She wants to become stronger, only with great power can she protect others, she needs to become stronger.

"Stop it all!" Slughorn finally arrived in a hurry, hastily making a barrier between the two fiercely fighting. "What are you guys doing?"

Sirius finally stopped casting spells, but still glared at Snape, and Snape glared back, not to be outdone.

"Sirius! It wasn't Snape who did it, he…" Tahlia yelled.

"I think with his lack of IQ, he probably can't understand what you mean at all." Snape snorted coldly. "Given his stupid impulse just now..."

"Snape stop talking, please," Tahlia said, walking towards Sirius. "Sirius, listen to me, it wasn't Snape who hurt me..."

"Then how did you get hurt!" Sirius growled.

"Ah, he probably has some problems with his eyesight, and he didn't see any obstacles on the ground."

"Snape, please!" Tahlia begged.

Only then did Sirius realize that there were two people lying on the ground, his eyes gradually focused, and suddenly he was a little incoherent, and slowly turned his head to face Tahlia. "You said...you...you mean...they?"

Tahlia nods.

"Really high IQ." Snape said mockingly.

"Shut up, Snape!" Sirius yelled. "Even if you didn't hurt me, I think this matter has nothing to do with you!"

Snape's face paled even more.

"Ha, it seems that my IQ is really good!" Sirius sneered. "Did I hit it?"

"Calm down, gentlemen!" Slughorn intervened between the two, interrupting Snape, who was about to speak again, to Tahlia. "I thought, Tahlia, would you like to tell us what happened?"

Tahlia nodded and told the story slowly. At this time, the two students who happened to be unconscious on the ground also woke up--Slughorn didn't bother to cast a spell to revive them--after cross-examination, the truth of the matter was revealed.

"Looks like I've got the facts, but I'm more curious," Slughorn turned to Snape. "Why are they targeting you, Mr. Snape?"

Snape was silent.

"Of course it's because he's of mixed blood...dirty blood..." The black-haired boy at the side obviously didn't have any remorse, and said straight away, this sentence was tantamount to announcing Snape's death sentence. "Sir." He added the title mockingly.

"Mr. Froster!" Slughorn said sharply. "Please apologize to Mr. Snape..."

"Why bother?" the black-haired boy sneered. "What I said is the truth..."

Tahlia stood aside in a daze, feeling dizzy. She tried her best to keep her secret since entering Slytherin, but she forgot that in Slytherin, mixed blood is not much more advanced than Muggle blood, presumably Snape is also desperately trying to hide his origin , but now it's being pointed out like this here, besides, compared to himself, Snape doesn't have anyone who supports him by his side, he has Sirius, and Lucius has also played a big role, but Snape...

She looked at Snape, who was angry but helpless, and his life would definitely be difficult in the future, Tahlia clenched her fists, she had to do something, she had to take some action, anything, as long as it made him not being discriminated against by others...

Slowly approaching Snape, Tahlia shifted slightly so that she was between Snape and the other students, her back was turned to him, and she didn't see his slightly stunned expression when she approached, and spoke. "Sir, I think they should be severely punished," she said. "Given their ignorance."

"Indeed, indeed," Slughorn said. "Froster, you know, this is a serious insult, and besides, you maliciously attacked your classmates. I have to deduct fifty points from Slytherin, fifty points from each of you," he said. "And confinement for one month, I will inform you of the time again."

"As for you two," he turned to Sirius and Snape. "You guys duel privately, destroy public equipment, and confine yourself for a week." He was still partial to his own academy, and it would be impossible to deduct another fifty points if he said it himself. Fortunately, the two were still young and did not cause any harm. For the purpose of protecting his classmates, Black only punished them for confinement.

Sirius nodded stiffly. Although no points were deducted, he was really unwilling to be fined and confined just because of this Snape, especially since he had something to do with Tahlia's injury.

"Okay, boys, now that it's settled..."

"No, sir." Tahlia interrupted Slughorn softly. "I think Froster...the senior hasn't apologized to Snape yet."

"I won't apologize." Froster snorted.

Tahlia had expected him to say that, and just smiled. "Senior still thinks that the dirty bloodline needs to be purged, right? That's why he insisted on not apologizing..." She pretended to think for a while. "But why? Why only trouble with Snape?"

"What are you talking about?" Froster asked, frowning.

Sirius instantly understood what Tahlia wanted to do, and hastily stepped forward to grab her skirt. "Tahlia, don't!"

With a slight force, Tahlia pulled the skirt out of Sirius' hand. "I want to ask, why do you only trouble with Snape, senior?" she asked. "You firmly believe that all dirty blood in the academy should be purged?"

"Of course." Froster.

"Then you obviously missed one." Tahlia waved her hand. "Because I too..."

"Tahlia!" Sirius roared.

"...I am also of dirty blood." Tahlia ignored Sirius and continued to speak.

There were loud gasps all around, but she ignored them.

"Even," she felt the wide-eyed eyes of everyone staring at her, took a deep breath, and said. "No one in my family knows magic, do you understand? According to you, this means..." After a pause, he looked around at the people whose eyes were almost popping out of their sockets, and a mocking smile rose from the corner of his mouth. "... Mudblood."