[HP] Mrs. Snape

When Snape saw the Slytherin students appearing in the auditorium, he was stunned beyond description: "So! What are you doing!"

The first-year students all looked at Andrew, and Andrew immediately stared innocently at the prefect, please, although he suggested it, but in the end it was the prefect who posted the notice on the bulletin board in the common room!

Sure enough, the prefect did not disappoint his trust. He coughed lightly, and explained politely: "Professor, we have a small ball inside, um, what happened?" Well, the vampire makeup on his face makes his posture more elegant.

"Stay here," Snape said to the prefects and the president of the student council, "and let everyone stop running around!" After he finished speaking, he gave Andrew a glare, wondering who made these weird-looking Slytherins, Wizards don't throw drag parties on Halloween!

The Slytherin students moved slowly to the center of the auditorium under the eyes of all the teachers and students in the school. The student council president was also dressed as a vampire. He and the prefect bared their fangs like two real vampires and shouted to everyone: " Line up according to grades, the first grade is in the middle, the second grade is next, the seventh grade is the outermost, Andrew Dashwood, you are in charge of the first grade, Dylan is in charge of the second grade, Malfoy in the third grade... Hurry up!"

The Slytherin students formed a well-trained phalanx in an instant. Gary and Andrew stood at the place closest to the door in the first grade. He looked around and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, what happened?"

Andrew shook his head. Seeing that the Slytherin female student council president had already chatted with the Gryffindor student council president named Percy, he turned sideways and said, "Maybe something happened to Gryffindor."

Before the words finished, Dumbledore walked into the auditorium. Everyone fell silent and looked at him, but he didn't explain anything. He turned around and left after a few words. Andrew arranged for the first-year students to lie down in his sleeping bag , just now a first grader got caught in the wings behind her, she was dressed as an angel.

"I heard that Blake broke into the Gryffindor tower." Gary whispered beside him just after he lay down.

"What?" Andrew exclaimed in a low voice. "He really came to the school! Didn't he say that there are dementors outside the school? How did he get in?"

"I don't know, but I think since Black can escape from Azkaban, he must have a way to deal with the dementors." Gary whispered, "But what are you wearing? What are these tubes on your clothes? thing?"

"It's a skeleton. My mother made it. It's very good. I'll show you." Andrew looked around, quietly crawled out of the sleeping bag and lay half on the ground, and then his fingers slapped on his clothes. He disappeared, only There was only one humanoid bone lying there, which attracted the attention of the surrounding students.

"Wow! Cool!" exclaimed a boy next to him.

"It's not over yet, there's more," the bone made a sound, and then snapped, the bone turned red, and within two seconds, it turned green again...

The students around did not go to bed anymore, and they all got up happily to show off their own clothes.

"Mine is a pumpkin. Look, it can still close its mouth."

"Mine is an angel, and it was able to fly, but it got stuck."

"I am the queen."

"Haha, Gary is the king!"

Everyone started laughing, and Gary shrank into his sleeping bag with a blushing face.

"Don't talk! Go to bed now! I'm the president of the student union." A very proud voice sounded from the side.

"Shut up Weasley, go back to your Gryffindor, this is Slytherin!" The head of the male student council barked at the triumphant voice, well, he might have used a transfiguration spell or something, The fangs have not been retracted yet, and the words are leaking.

All the Slytherins laughed at that Weasley, and the third-year Malfoy was the loudest among them.

With the protection of the prefect and the chairman of the student council, everyone relaxed a lot. Many girls got up and took out the mirror from where to remove makeup and apply skin care products... The junior students in the middle simply got out of their sleeping bags and laughed. Rolling into a ball, Andrew's bones had turned silver, and his teeth were fighting with each other.

"Huh!" a voice suddenly sounded above their heads, "So it's party time?"

The familiar voice made everyone crawl into the sleeping bag quickly, immediately, and tumbling into the sleeping bag. The angel's girl's wings were stuck in the sleeping bag again, and she couldn't get in no matter how hard she tried, she almost cried.The people next to him didn't reach out to help him, they all closed their eyes as quickly as possible, pretending to be sleeping soundly, well, except for Andrew, although he had successfully got into the sleeping bag, but the sleeping bag exposed It's not a head, but a skull, and the teeth are still rattling and rattling.

Andrew hurriedly reached out to close his teeth, stabbed, and scratched his fingers in the sleeping bag, the special effect disappeared, and Andrew's head appeared.

He looked at his dad above his head with his big wet eyes, and smirked at him cutely. Well, after seeing the look on his dad's face clearly, Andrew immediately closed his eyes and buried his head in the sleeping bag. They didn't dare to come out.

It took a while to hear the sound of leaving footsteps. Andrew crawled out quietly. Dad had already gone far away. Gary next to him blinked at Andrew with lingering fear. Standing outside and touching his fangs, well, Andrew curled his lips and secretly gave him a gesture of disdain. Although Slytherin is the best at judging the situation, at least give him a warning!

The winged girl had already got into her sleeping bag and smiled sweetly at Andrew, who couldn't help but smile.

"So Black really came to Hogwarts, and managed to reach Gryffindor Tower?" Arya asked, handing Severus a glass of champagne, sitting on the sofa opposite him.

"Obviously. But he didn't hurt anything except a portrait," said Snape, shaking his glass slightly.

"Strange, isn't it? Why did he go when all the students were gone? And how did he get into the school, does it mean that Black is still in the school if you didn't find him?"

"Obviously, isn't it?" Snape's tone was full of hatred and sarcasm.

"Lupine? That werewolf?" Arya thought carefully about what Severus said, and it was not impossible. Severus once said that the foursome were inseparable at the time. Since Black was a traitor, then the second The possibility of this is also very high, but it doesn't make sense, "Dumbledore didn't express any opinion on this matter?"

"No," Severus seemed dissatisfied with the result, "I reminded him more than once! Just think, a werewolf! What a good thing it could be."

"Sev, racism," Arya said lightly, accepted Severus's blank stare, and said with a smile, "Actually, think about it, since Lupine was recruited by Dumbledore himself, at least in Headmaster says Lupine is safe, especially with your wolf potion. Believe me, Dumbledore will not do things without purpose, either Lupine himself is the bait, or this werewolf might give him Bring something, and while I may be exaggerating in saying so, I believe Dumbledore knows everything that goes on at Hogwarts if he wants to know."

Just like you!Snape thought bitterly, "I'm going to teach Andrew the Patronus Charm. No one thought that those dementors would run into the school. It's too dangerous."

Arya nodded to express her approval. She deeply felt that the Minister of Magic had a hole in his head!

"Andrew, you've let me down!" Snape walked step by step towards Andrew who kept retreating, "You can't meet my requirements at all, Andrew, you are not worthy of my love!"

"No, no, dad, no dad! Don't." Andrew stepped back and looked at the approaching figure in horror. He was about to cry.

"Andrew!" His back was suddenly held down, "Spell!"

Another father's voice, Andrew shivered suddenly, and stammered: "Call God to protect you, no, no, no, it's funny."

With a "pop", the father directly opposite disappeared.

Andrew lowered his head dejectedly, and kept wiping his wand on his body, but he didn't dare to look up at his father.

It took a while to hear Dad's voice: "Andrew, shall we continue? Remember to concentrate on imagining the appearance of a dementor."

Andrew didn't respond, and it took him a long time to mutter in a low voice, "Dad, I don't feel well today, I don't want to practice anymore."

Snape looked at his son's black hair, sighed inwardly, and tried to use his softest voice to say: "Okay, go back to the dormitory, we'll practice another day."

After saying "goodbye, Dad" in a muffled voice, Andrew left without looking up.

"So what Andrew is most afraid of is that you don't recognize him? Don't love him?" Arya took her hand out of the washbasin in surprise, and looked at Snape leaning against the kitchen door, feeling a little inconceivable.

"I didn't expect that either." Snape seemed a little out of spirits, and said dejectedly. "What should I do? Am I being too strict with him?"

"No, it's not, Sev, in fact Andrew likes the way you teach, he even likes you to put him in confinement," Arya suddenly thought, "Oh, no, he doesn't like confinement, he just likes your attention He, my God! Severus! What have you done to our son!"

Arya covered her face, feeling sad, Andrew was so insecure, she thought...

"Me, what should I do?" Severus seemed also at a loss.

"Hey!" Sighing deeply, Arya lowered her head and continued kneading the dough, "Tell him I love you, and then tell Andrew that you love him, no matter what happens, no matter what he does wrong, you will love him unconditionally, I will not reduce the slightest because of anything, and give Andrew a lot of encouragement."

The two were at a loss for words. Arya was a little angry with Snape. She ignored Snape who was standing at the door. Christmas was coming soon, and Andrew would be home in a few days. Prepare.

Finally, when Snape turned around silently and prepared to leave, Arya was still a little soft-hearted, "Sev," stopped him, and Arya gave him a big hug, "I know you love Andrew very much, love him very much, Then try to express your love, shall we? All Andrew wants is "Daddy loves you", please try it? I have prepared your favorite caramel cake for Christmas."

"I don't like caramel cakes, but you do." He seemed to cover up his stiffness with a cold tone, and Arya smiled, well, a man with a hard mouth.