Probably the heaviest blow of his life, until Christmas came, James Potter, one of Gryffindor's princes, looked a little lost - so obvious that many could tell that he was in a low ebb.

His fierce pursuit of Lily Evans, a Gryffindor student, seems to have come to an abrupt end at some point. Although he and Lily Evans still talk normally, every time he is at such a moment, he almost exudes an expression that is both a little embarrassed and a little unwilling, like an abandoned big dog (?), which makes the onlookers feel puzzled and sympathetic.

However, his and his close friends were not at all diminished by his untold confessional failures, especially towards Severus Snape. On the contrary, now perhaps because of his frustration in his confession, and the "evil Slytherin Snot" because he "knew Lily before", he was able to hang out next to Lily, which made James grit his teeth in anger.

However, what happened on this day seemed to make James feel a little better.

Because the holiday is coming up in a few days, even if the feelings are frustrated and things don't go well, no one will be completely indifferent to the arrival of the holidays - especially the wonderful holiday of Christmas - except for a poor teenager like Severus Snape, who has never felt the warmth of family.

James was in a good mood this day. Gryffindor's Quidditch team have won their most recent matches by a large margin, and several of them have been studying hard lately - otherwise their conscience would have been greatly upset if Gryffindor failed to compete for the House Cup this year - made up for many of the points that Gryffindor had been deducted from the last Screaming Shack incident.

As he walked around the corner of a hallway with a stack of textbooks under his arm, he heard Peter next to him gasp.

The whispering of throbbing was a bit abrupt and high-pitched, a bit like the sound of some not-so-likable critter, and James subconsciously stopped for a moment, frowned and asked, "What's wrong, Peter?"

Peter seemed to hesitate for a moment before pointing in a certain direction diagonally ahead of them.

"There...... Evans seems to be there. He seemed to muster up the courage to say the name, and immediately took a step back.

James was silent for a moment, then looked up in that direction and saw Lily Evans standing near a floor-to-ceiling window.

The glow of the setting sun shone obliquely into the castle through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a shadow on her body, making her whole body feel as if it had been plated with a layer of bright color.

James Potter, the golden boy of Gryffindor's generation, turned pale.

Next to the floor-to-ceiling window was a protruding wall column, so from James's angle, it was impossible to see who Lily was talking to.

He snorted, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he turned his head and deliberately turned in the other direction, and said loudly, "What is there to say?

"Don't you want to know who she said to whom, buddy?" said Cialis's languid voice from beside him.

Ever since the last time James had been angry and had thrown a similar angry tantrum at Sirius because of the strange coincidence that Sirius was two months older than Lily, the atmosphere between the two of them had been somewhat awkward - normally perfectly fine, but as soon as they came across the topic of Lily Evans, the atmosphere immediately became bad and tense.

At this moment, Siris probably also wanted to take the initiative to show favor to James, so as to quickly solve the reef of friendship between them (?), so he casually shook up to James's side, bent his left arm on James's shoulder, and smiled meaningfully.

"You probably didn't notice it - she didn't look very good. It looks like this conversation must have been unpleasant. If you want to be a gentleman, how about you go and help her out?" he said in a relaxed tone for James, like a dog-headed military advisor that every boy in love must have.

James was silent for a few seconds, then turned to Sirith.

"Hey buddy, do you think that's possible?" he asked, hesitantly, asking for the opinions of the others.

Peter nodded desperately as his gaze swept over. Lupin sighed secretly, lowered his head slightly, and did not express any opinion. Siris smiled with a wry smile, and when he and James looked at each other, he deliberately nodded his chin in the direction of Lily Evans, as if to signal to James, "That's a great opportunity, come on buddy!"

James took a deep breath, shoved the textbook under his arm to Ciris, and then brushed his unkempt hair—which didn't seem to be much neatly tidied—and walked slowly past what he thought was the most handsome.

But before he could get close to Lily, he heard her voice slightly angry.

"Mooreseber and Avery...... Those two are not good people! Seaver, they are not the right people to be friends! If you get close to them, you won't get anything!"

...... Snot?!

James tensed up for a moment, and the guard antenna subconsciously stood and muttered, and after a few more steps, he found that in the shadow formed by the protruding pillar of the wall, Severus Snape was standing there, one leg half-bent, holding the worn textbook in his right hand, casually resting the hand on the half-bent leg, leaning his back against the wall, standing a little careless and impatient. When he heard Lily's words, he turned his face to the side, showing that he didn't want to listen to her at all.

James, the king of Gryffindor's Night Wanderer, quickly pulled out his wand and added a disillusionment charm to himself with his backhand.

For some reason, he didn't want the two to immediately find out that they were also listening to their conversation. Although he knew that it would be terrible if Lily found out about this kind of audit, his instinct told him that if he stayed and listened more, he would be able to touch the real handle of the annoying snot! So in order to defeat the snot essence and let Lily recognize the true face of the snot essence, he felt that he should still stand here a little bit and pretend to listen more.

As a result, the next second he heard something terrible.

"Seaver, have you ever heard the word 'racism'?" asked James angrily as he heard Lily.

Race...... Discrimination?

James quickly thought that was a Muggle term, and that meant the same as the arrogant Slytherin purebloods, like Malfoy, who looked down on a half-blood and Muggle-type wizard? Merlin, although the Potters were also pure-bloods, he really didn't like the look of the Malfoy family, staring at the other half-blood and hemp wizards was like staring at a spoiled ball cheese!

He swore that the snot spirit was secretly learning the way the fellows were doing, for he had noticed more than once that the snot spirit was staring at Lily's back during class, as if he were staring at a beloved but unfortunately spoiled piece of cheese!

Sure enough, the next moment he heard Lily continue to angrily question the snot.

"Seaver, you look down on those Muggles and Mote wizards, and you discriminate against them from the bottom of your bones...... You used to be arrogant enough to open up to me because of the fact that Lily is your friend, didn't you?"

Discrimination. It's not a good thing. James thought to himself.

Moreover, he saw that Lily was already so angry that she was about to explode. He noticed the look on her face as she glared at Severus Snape with anger, sadness, and anxiety. He thought a little jealously, that Lily had always been so nice to this Slytherin snot spirit all the time, always cared about him, but he didn't seem to appreciate it at all, and he didn't fit in!

Severus Snape, however, did not speak from beginning to end.

The expression on his face was strange - not very clear from James's point of view, but the look that twisted his lips slightly seemed to be at once stubborn, as if there was some hatred and pain, he pursed his lips, his face was pale, and his gaze did not fall on Lily in front of him, but over her shoulder, and stopped somewhere casually - perhaps the end of his gaze was just something on the opposite wall, such as a magical portrait.

This silent resistance infuriated Lily even more—at least in James's opinion. She said in one breath:

“...... What is the difference between you discriminating against my own kind, against all the hemp wizards except me, and discriminating against me? If we hadn't known each other since childhood, would you be like Murseber and the others today, mercilessly casting a curse on me, wishing I would die soon in order to preserve the so-called 'purity of the wizard blood'? Have you ever wondered how the wizard race came into existence a long, long time ago? Could it be that wizards have been parachuted into this world since the beginning of the world? Didn't all wizards be Muggle-born in the beginning?......"

James found it hard to hide his amazement and disbelief.

What? That Murseber used a curse on Lily?! He's going to settle accounts with that evil Slytherin!

Who knew that as soon as his mind moved and his body subconsciously moved, the evil Slytherin snot spirit instantly locked his direction, straightened up suddenly, and shouted at him, "...... Who's there?!Who's there?!"

Lily seemed stunned, then jerked back as well.

James hesitated for a few seconds, but instead of leaving, he continued to stand where he was, and lifted his illusion spell.

The moment his form was revealed, he heard the annoying snot gasp.

"Look, who is this-" The silky voice, which became more annoying, was deliberately lightened, and the tail note was slightly raised, and the tone seemed to be soaked in poisonous juice.

James frowned in disgust the moment he heard Snape speak.

"Gryffindor's arrogant murderer, isn't he?" said Snape's grim smile.

I don't know if it's a delusion, but James seems to feel that Severus Snape's personality now seems to have changed from the gloomy, introverted, cringe, and unsociable he had last semester, and that he had become more sinister, cold, and disgusting. He couldn't say exactly when this annoying change began, but there was no doubt that even if Severus Snape had become too bad to hang out with the thugs, Lily wouldn't give up on him.

It's a bothersome thought. James felt his face tense unconsciously.

"Befriend the bad guy who dares to cast a curse on Lily, so you can see - snot spirit, you're just a villain!" he sneered.

Lily seemed to want to stop the two of them from arguing in the hallway, but she was a step slower.

Snape gave her a cold look.

"Gryffindor is always nosy. He whispered in a tone that resembled a sneer.

"You wander at night, you cause trouble, you don't value your existing life, and you live happily in Hogwarts...... I'm not like you. He said slowly.

"You don't know why some people are serious and fanatical in their pursuit of power...... How ridiculous is this, if it weren't for the sake of making yourself strong, what are you going to come here to learn? Your life full of trouble, cheating, Quidditch, or whatever, isn't what I want. ”

Snape twisted his lips and sneered.

"Stupid Gryffindors, you never understand what is suitable for others. You're only imposing your own self-righteous ideas on others—"

"Hey, snot!!," James roared. This sound finally alarmed the other three people who were lying in ambush in the distance, waiting for the good news that he had succeeded in offering his courtesy.

Even if they couldn't hear the conversation from their position, James' shout was loud enough. They looked at each other with a look of suspicion, and then walked towards each other.

Perhaps because he saw that there were so many people on Gryffindor's side that he was too lazy to waste his time entanglement with Gryffindor, Snape stopped talking, but walked straight past the ugly Lily Evans, and hurried away in the other direction.