HP's Wretched
Chapter 154
"What are you looking at?"
Flotte walked slowly towards Snape who was standing by the window and looking into the distance. It was already night, and Snape had already taken off his heavy cloak and wizard robe, leaving only a white shirt on his body. Slightly flimsy.
Half of spring has passed, but the weather still shows no signs of warming up. I don’t know if it’s because the season feels the different atmosphere this year and is unwilling to get warmer, or these people who have been tortured by the war no longer have the heart to feel the warmth?
Flott wrapped Snape's arm, and rested her head on his shoulder naturally. The two of them were very close. The warmth from Snape's body made Flott feel at ease. Don't worry, he's only wearing a shirt, but he's not cold.
"What's your favorite place in Hogwarts?" Snape didn't answer Flott's question of what he was looking at just now, but re-asked the question to the person next to him.
Flott thought for a moment, followed Snape and looked into the distance: "In terms of practicality, I like the XXX area the most, but in terms of scenery, I like the border between the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest the most. The place we used to Apparate out of, it was... very quiet."
"It's also my favorite place." Snape looked out the window at the place they were pointing at, and said flatly, "You can look up at the Hogwarts castle from there, and there are no crazy students. To bother you, apart from the occasional ripples of the Black Lake, you can only hear the sound of those unpopular magical animals nibbling on natural potion ingredients, and generally speaking, it is indeed quiet."
What I said, I seem to agree with it on the surface, but the more I listen to it, the more I feel that I am mocking the place she chose.Flotte curled her lips and said, "However you describe it, I don't think that place is quiet at all."
Snape also had a rare chuckle and said, "I'm showing my approval to you. I really like it there, especially when it's snowing."
When it was snowing...Flott, who was following Snape, couldn't help but be reminded. The two of them did apparate back from outside several times, and they all walked back to the castle in the snow in the Forbidden Forest. beautiful.
However, Snape's next sentence pulled out Flott who had just fallen into happiness...
"Quiet, undisturbed, perhaps very suitable for a long sleep..."
Long sleep... Flotte's eyes looking out of the window dimmed for a while, but she was relieved after a moment, and her hand that was holding Snape's arm gradually slipped down and slipped into Snape's palm, and then slowly and Snape's fingers interlocked, and Snape responded to Flott's movement at the same time.
The two leaned on each other like this, standing in front of the window with their fingers interlocked, looking at the place they had chosen just now.
It's a pity that the good moments are too short compared to the whole life.
The two hadn't been quiet for a long time. Accompanied by the sound of the gargoyle moving, a rush of footsteps brought them back to reality.
Flott left Snape's side without hesitation, then pulled out her wand as fast as she could and cast a disillusionment spell on herself, hiding in this space.
The rare softness on Snape's face instantly changed to normal indifference, and he looked out the window indifferently again, waiting for the knock on the door that was about to sound.
Sure enough, with the knock on the door, Amycus Carlo's voice sounded outside: "Principal Snape, I have something urgent to report."
"Enter."
Seeing the person push the door open with heavy breaths, Snape couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "I hope what you say next can explain your impolite behavior of disturbing me in the middle of the night."
"The person patrolling outside the school just sent a letter saying that he saw Harry Potter in Hogsmeade Village. He must have returned to school!"
Snape was gradually clenched by the hands behind him, what should come has come, it seems that today is likely to be the end.
"Notify all the students and professors to gather in the hall, we will find the golden boy who survived the catastrophe for His Highness."
"Yes."
As Amycus Carlo left the office, Flotte also canceled the Disillusionment spell, and began to help Snape prepare the wizard robe and cloak for the trip.
"What is Harry going to do when he comes back?" Flotte muttered, but she kept putting the wizard's robe on Snape's body with her hands.
Snape also cooperated with Flott's movements, and his mouth was not idle either: "What the hell is Potter trying to do? I have been asking myself this question for seven years, and I really don't care now. Anyway, Gryffin I will never be able to see the many brain circuits, the old ones are the same, and the young ones are the same."
After speaking, he glanced at the portrait of Dumbledore hanging on the wall, who was not taking a nap for the first time.
"Do you think today is..."
"Is it the final battle?" Snape helped Flotte complete the words, "I don't know. But I think the Dark Lord must have received the news of Potter's return to school by now, so tonight will definitely not be What a peaceful and beautiful night."
Flott stopped helping Snape straighten his collar: "It's a bit fast, isn't it?"
"Yes, it's a bit fast." Snape held Flott's hand and looked into her eyes. "But what should come will come sooner or later. Today is not unprepared."
"Indeed, we've been preparing for quite a long time." But she still couldn't bear to end it like this, "Don't worry, I will do well what you told me."
The corners of Snape's lips curled up slightly rarely, but there was an unconcealable love mixed with his usual sarcasm: "Actually, at first I wanted to ask you to stay in the office obediently and not to go out. Whether you do it or not, it is impossible for the Order of the Phoenix to be so stupid that it would be helpless without your help. But considering your nature of being a troublemaker and your characteristic of always being ignored, then there is no need for me to say this nonsense."
"But you've already said all this nonsense." Flott broke away from Snape's hand, and continued to straighten every wrinkle on his clothes, not using magic, but using it herself Stretching the folds with his hands, "I stayed until now for the last, I believe in the strength of the Order of the Phoenix, but just like Hogwarts, I think the Order of the Phoenix also needs a purebred Stanley." Neutralize the ratlin."
Snape chuckled softly: "Well, you're right, but promise me, you won't listen to these words. Protect yourself, Flotte, I don't want to see you..."
Snape didn't go on with the second half of the sentence, and suddenly he didn't know how to go on with that sentence.
"I know, and so do you."
If today could really be the end of everything, the words "protect yourself" and "you too" are surprisingly ironic on them.
Snape bent down and softly touched Flott's lips, sucking gently. Every movement seemed to want to go deeper, but only Flott could feel that it was a kind of inseparability, as if restraining himself. Saying a final farewell.
Sure enough, after a while, she pulled away resolutely and left, only a trace of nostalgia remained, and Flotte, who was standing there, followed the tumbling black robe with the reluctance and love in her eyes and left here.
The wooden door was closed again, and the warmth that had just filled the room disappeared at this time.Flote flicked out her wand, summoned her coat, and began to neatly tie up her loose hair in front of the mirror.
"Are you going out to participate?" The portrait of Dumbledore hanging on the wall is particularly energetic today.
"You heard it just now, the nature of a troublemaker plus the characteristics of being deaf." Flotte tightened her hair, and then walked towards the bookshelf, "Besides, tonight is probably the end of everything, my sixth sense tells mine."
"Sixth sense, interesting words, I think Sybil should have more say in this word."
Tsk, that authoritative magic stick, without her inexplicable prophecy, I am afraid there would not be as many things as today.
Flotte didn't bother to open her mouth to complain about Sybil at Dumbledore, but pulled out a thick book from the shelf. This book was not "Analysis of Ancient Runes" she had hidden on the shelf before, but another book. book.
But the same thing is, after Flotte's hand scratched the cover of the book twice, the book also turned into a wooden box.
"It seems that you have hidden a lot of good things when Severus is not paying attention." Dumbledore said with raised eyebrows.
"It's his fault that he has no interest in books like ancient runes. If we ever get married, I think he might not be able to find some of my private money in his lifetime, ha."
While joking, Flotte opened the box and put the bottles of medicine inside into the flannel bag she carried with her. This was something she had saved for a long time.
"What are you doing with these things?"
"Get down to business." When replying, Flotte, who finished loading the potion, also loaded her small pistol with bullets.
"Are you trying to save someone?"
"I really thought about it before. Saving someone from that lunatic is not very possible but it's crazy enough." Flotte said with a smile when she said this, "But now I think about it."
Flotte took out a bottle of potion that had just been put in from her pocket, bit open one, stared at the bottle and continued, "Neither of us is the kind of person who likes to live in vain and make do with it, let alone face death. Those who are so afraid that they lie on the ground and dare not stand up, since there is nothing to miss in this world, it is better to end all this cleanly, live a happy life, and each other is a companion."
"Since it's about to end, why not be more heroic." After saying this, Flotte drank the potion in her hand, then threw away the bottle, tightened her pockets, and left the office...
……
"coward!"
The sound of glass shattering, the sound of corpses falling to the ground, and the curse of Magna so angry that it broke through the sky.
Seeing behind the broken human-shaped glass window, Snape soared into the sky like a bat wrapped in black mist, and Flotte, who was witnessing everything behind the wall, gradually let go of his floating heart.
Immediately afterwards, those members of the Order of the Phoenix who hadn't appeared for a long time, as well as the professors and students who had smiled for a year, all cheered and surrounded Harry in the center of the crowd.
Flotte didn't know how she should blend in now, she couldn't help herself not to think about what Snape would face when he flew out...
Flotte walked slowly towards Snape who was standing by the window and looking into the distance. It was already night, and Snape had already taken off his heavy cloak and wizard robe, leaving only a white shirt on his body. Slightly flimsy.
Half of spring has passed, but the weather still shows no signs of warming up. I don’t know if it’s because the season feels the different atmosphere this year and is unwilling to get warmer, or these people who have been tortured by the war no longer have the heart to feel the warmth?
Flott wrapped Snape's arm, and rested her head on his shoulder naturally. The two of them were very close. The warmth from Snape's body made Flott feel at ease. Don't worry, he's only wearing a shirt, but he's not cold.
"What's your favorite place in Hogwarts?" Snape didn't answer Flott's question of what he was looking at just now, but re-asked the question to the person next to him.
Flott thought for a moment, followed Snape and looked into the distance: "In terms of practicality, I like the XXX area the most, but in terms of scenery, I like the border between the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest the most. The place we used to Apparate out of, it was... very quiet."
"It's also my favorite place." Snape looked out the window at the place they were pointing at, and said flatly, "You can look up at the Hogwarts castle from there, and there are no crazy students. To bother you, apart from the occasional ripples of the Black Lake, you can only hear the sound of those unpopular magical animals nibbling on natural potion ingredients, and generally speaking, it is indeed quiet."
What I said, I seem to agree with it on the surface, but the more I listen to it, the more I feel that I am mocking the place she chose.Flotte curled her lips and said, "However you describe it, I don't think that place is quiet at all."
Snape also had a rare chuckle and said, "I'm showing my approval to you. I really like it there, especially when it's snowing."
When it was snowing...Flott, who was following Snape, couldn't help but be reminded. The two of them did apparate back from outside several times, and they all walked back to the castle in the snow in the Forbidden Forest. beautiful.
However, Snape's next sentence pulled out Flott who had just fallen into happiness...
"Quiet, undisturbed, perhaps very suitable for a long sleep..."
Long sleep... Flotte's eyes looking out of the window dimmed for a while, but she was relieved after a moment, and her hand that was holding Snape's arm gradually slipped down and slipped into Snape's palm, and then slowly and Snape's fingers interlocked, and Snape responded to Flott's movement at the same time.
The two leaned on each other like this, standing in front of the window with their fingers interlocked, looking at the place they had chosen just now.
It's a pity that the good moments are too short compared to the whole life.
The two hadn't been quiet for a long time. Accompanied by the sound of the gargoyle moving, a rush of footsteps brought them back to reality.
Flott left Snape's side without hesitation, then pulled out her wand as fast as she could and cast a disillusionment spell on herself, hiding in this space.
The rare softness on Snape's face instantly changed to normal indifference, and he looked out the window indifferently again, waiting for the knock on the door that was about to sound.
Sure enough, with the knock on the door, Amycus Carlo's voice sounded outside: "Principal Snape, I have something urgent to report."
"Enter."
Seeing the person push the door open with heavy breaths, Snape couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "I hope what you say next can explain your impolite behavior of disturbing me in the middle of the night."
"The person patrolling outside the school just sent a letter saying that he saw Harry Potter in Hogsmeade Village. He must have returned to school!"
Snape was gradually clenched by the hands behind him, what should come has come, it seems that today is likely to be the end.
"Notify all the students and professors to gather in the hall, we will find the golden boy who survived the catastrophe for His Highness."
"Yes."
As Amycus Carlo left the office, Flotte also canceled the Disillusionment spell, and began to help Snape prepare the wizard robe and cloak for the trip.
"What is Harry going to do when he comes back?" Flotte muttered, but she kept putting the wizard's robe on Snape's body with her hands.
Snape also cooperated with Flott's movements, and his mouth was not idle either: "What the hell is Potter trying to do? I have been asking myself this question for seven years, and I really don't care now. Anyway, Gryffin I will never be able to see the many brain circuits, the old ones are the same, and the young ones are the same."
After speaking, he glanced at the portrait of Dumbledore hanging on the wall, who was not taking a nap for the first time.
"Do you think today is..."
"Is it the final battle?" Snape helped Flotte complete the words, "I don't know. But I think the Dark Lord must have received the news of Potter's return to school by now, so tonight will definitely not be What a peaceful and beautiful night."
Flott stopped helping Snape straighten his collar: "It's a bit fast, isn't it?"
"Yes, it's a bit fast." Snape held Flott's hand and looked into her eyes. "But what should come will come sooner or later. Today is not unprepared."
"Indeed, we've been preparing for quite a long time." But she still couldn't bear to end it like this, "Don't worry, I will do well what you told me."
The corners of Snape's lips curled up slightly rarely, but there was an unconcealable love mixed with his usual sarcasm: "Actually, at first I wanted to ask you to stay in the office obediently and not to go out. Whether you do it or not, it is impossible for the Order of the Phoenix to be so stupid that it would be helpless without your help. But considering your nature of being a troublemaker and your characteristic of always being ignored, then there is no need for me to say this nonsense."
"But you've already said all this nonsense." Flott broke away from Snape's hand, and continued to straighten every wrinkle on his clothes, not using magic, but using it herself Stretching the folds with his hands, "I stayed until now for the last, I believe in the strength of the Order of the Phoenix, but just like Hogwarts, I think the Order of the Phoenix also needs a purebred Stanley." Neutralize the ratlin."
Snape chuckled softly: "Well, you're right, but promise me, you won't listen to these words. Protect yourself, Flotte, I don't want to see you..."
Snape didn't go on with the second half of the sentence, and suddenly he didn't know how to go on with that sentence.
"I know, and so do you."
If today could really be the end of everything, the words "protect yourself" and "you too" are surprisingly ironic on them.
Snape bent down and softly touched Flott's lips, sucking gently. Every movement seemed to want to go deeper, but only Flott could feel that it was a kind of inseparability, as if restraining himself. Saying a final farewell.
Sure enough, after a while, she pulled away resolutely and left, only a trace of nostalgia remained, and Flotte, who was standing there, followed the tumbling black robe with the reluctance and love in her eyes and left here.
The wooden door was closed again, and the warmth that had just filled the room disappeared at this time.Flote flicked out her wand, summoned her coat, and began to neatly tie up her loose hair in front of the mirror.
"Are you going out to participate?" The portrait of Dumbledore hanging on the wall is particularly energetic today.
"You heard it just now, the nature of a troublemaker plus the characteristics of being deaf." Flotte tightened her hair, and then walked towards the bookshelf, "Besides, tonight is probably the end of everything, my sixth sense tells mine."
"Sixth sense, interesting words, I think Sybil should have more say in this word."
Tsk, that authoritative magic stick, without her inexplicable prophecy, I am afraid there would not be as many things as today.
Flotte didn't bother to open her mouth to complain about Sybil at Dumbledore, but pulled out a thick book from the shelf. This book was not "Analysis of Ancient Runes" she had hidden on the shelf before, but another book. book.
But the same thing is, after Flotte's hand scratched the cover of the book twice, the book also turned into a wooden box.
"It seems that you have hidden a lot of good things when Severus is not paying attention." Dumbledore said with raised eyebrows.
"It's his fault that he has no interest in books like ancient runes. If we ever get married, I think he might not be able to find some of my private money in his lifetime, ha."
While joking, Flotte opened the box and put the bottles of medicine inside into the flannel bag she carried with her. This was something she had saved for a long time.
"What are you doing with these things?"
"Get down to business." When replying, Flotte, who finished loading the potion, also loaded her small pistol with bullets.
"Are you trying to save someone?"
"I really thought about it before. Saving someone from that lunatic is not very possible but it's crazy enough." Flotte said with a smile when she said this, "But now I think about it."
Flotte took out a bottle of potion that had just been put in from her pocket, bit open one, stared at the bottle and continued, "Neither of us is the kind of person who likes to live in vain and make do with it, let alone face death. Those who are so afraid that they lie on the ground and dare not stand up, since there is nothing to miss in this world, it is better to end all this cleanly, live a happy life, and each other is a companion."
"Since it's about to end, why not be more heroic." After saying this, Flotte drank the potion in her hand, then threw away the bottle, tightened her pockets, and left the office...
……
"coward!"
The sound of glass shattering, the sound of corpses falling to the ground, and the curse of Magna so angry that it broke through the sky.
Seeing behind the broken human-shaped glass window, Snape soared into the sky like a bat wrapped in black mist, and Flotte, who was witnessing everything behind the wall, gradually let go of his floating heart.
Immediately afterwards, those members of the Order of the Phoenix who hadn't appeared for a long time, as well as the professors and students who had smiled for a year, all cheered and surrounded Harry in the center of the crowd.
Flotte didn't know how she should blend in now, she couldn't help herself not to think about what Snape would face when he flew out...
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