Physically and mentally exhausted, and the fever seemed to torment her—the potion Snape had given her just now that didn't cure the cold, perhaps because he was only concerned with her magical, mental, and physical overdrafts, or maybe he didn't have a ready-made cure for colds at home?—— but she still wanted to wave her wand and let the Christmas song she remembered drift through the dark, dilapidated and dusty house.

【I won’t ask for much this Christmas

I won’t even wish for snow

I’m just gonna keep on waiting

Underneath the mistletoe

I just want you for my own

More than you could ever know

Make my wish come true

All I want for Christmas is you...】

But she didn't dare to do it.

Because if she did, he would immediately react to the fact that Bigonia was Lily Evans, the imposter who used the horns of a horned camel to trick one of his dancers into taking from him at the Hogwarts Ball!

How would he react? Would he be angry? Angrily kicked her out of his house? Oh Merlin's hat, he's been using the current Muggle Studies professor at Hogwarts for a long time, okay!

Liu Quan sighed softly.

She couldn't stay here for long. 19 Spider Tail Alley wasn't a safe place for a member of the Order of the Phoenix like her to stay—in fact, she was surprised that Snape would get her back almost like an OOC. In the original, Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange had come together to force Snape to set up an unbreakable spell to keep Draco Malfoy safe, and Wormtail's contemptible traitor had been designated by the Dark Lord to hide here - in any way, it was not suitable for a member of the Order of the Phoenix. If the Death Eaters found out, it would cause Snape huge trouble—

Liu Quan sighed inwardly again, feeling that the indescribable potion just now seemed to have a little effect in her body, at least, now she had a little strength and a little mood—

She still closed her eyes to make sure that Snape seemed to be hiding in the basement and would not come out, and then, relieved, she hummed the melody that had just been lingering in her head in a very low guttural voice.

【All the lights are shining

So brightly everywhere

And the sound of children’s

Laughter fills the air

And everyone is singing

I hear those sleigh bells ringing

Santa won’t you bring me the one I really need

won’t you please bring my baby to me】

She hummed very low, and she didn't sing the lyrics at all, she just jumped out of her throat one by one, and if you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't tell that it was a beautiful, timely song. But what came to her mind was the brightly lit castle, the spacious and magnificent halls, the boys and girls in fine costumes, the laughter and laughter, the shadows of the temples—

Now that I think about it, that really was the last, the warmest, and the most wonderful part of the story. There was no strife, no danger, no darkness, no pain, no separation, and no death—

She still leaned her head back on the back of the dusty old couch, her eyes closed. There was a faint smell of old wood and dust wafting through the room, but the fireplace not far from the sofa was burning, and the light of the jumping fire flickered on her face.

【Oh I don’t want a lot for Christmas

This is all I’m asking for

I just want to see my baby

Standing right outside my door】

From the day in my memory, it doesn't seem like a long time has passed, but it seems like a lifetime has passed.

Dumbledore had died, Cedric had died, Siris had to hide the truth that he was still alive, and how many of the people who were enjoying the joy of the Ballpass in that beautiful hall had already given their lives in the battle against the Death Eaters?

Now that I think about it, how brightly lit Hogwarts was back then, and how dark and lonely Spidertail Alley is now. The light was extinguished, the stars were snuffed out, and the darkness was overwhelming, as if it were about to devour everything—

However, now is not the time to stop. Nor is it a time to be depressed. In order for that light to return to the world, we must gamble our lives and keep moving forward. Because—

【’coz I just want him for my own

More than you could ever know

Make my wish come true

All I want for Christmas is ——】

Before she could whisper the last syllable, she felt a rush of air around her, and the tip of a wand silently slammed against hers!

Liu Quan opened his eyes suddenly!

“...... You, are you, singing, what?!" Severus Snape asked, standing at the back of the couch, word by word, gritted teeth.

Willow Spring, who had been leaning his head back on the back of the couch, opened his eyes and saw that Snape's face was right above hers—of course, because he was standing, his face was still some distance away from hers. She didn't know when he had come up, or how long he had been listening silently in a corner she hadn't noticed, but now his expression looked ugly.

He glared at her condescendingly, half of his face obscured by his greasy black hair, and only those black eyes shone sharply in the shadows, as if to strip her face in pieces and see what it really looked underneath hers.

Liu Quan was silent for a moment. Then, she curled the corners of her lips slightly and smiled at him.

"What's wrong? Isn't it good? I heard it's a Christmas song that Muggles love. She replied casually.

She hadn't just sung the lyrics, just hummed the tune in a guttural voice, and he could tell which song it was—and it was still popular in the Muggle world, not the most popular in wizarding world—that only meant that he was more familiar with the song than she expected, didn't it?

Somehow, this inference pleased her so well that for a moment she didn't even mind the danger of being pointed at the top of her head with his wand, and at any moment being in danger of being turned up by Arvada—she still tilted her head, smiled leisurely, and looked up at his gloomy face without evasion, and continued for a long time: "...... It was taught to me by a friend a while ago. ”

The features on Snape's face distorted for a moment as she uttered these words. He looked very ugly, his eyes were clearly extinguished a few times, and the only thing that seemed to be stable was his hand holding the wand, the tip of which was still tightly pressed against the hair on the top of her head, and asked in a low voice, "...... Your friend, now ...... How's it going?"

Liu Quan smiled, as if he was playing dumb riddles in circles, and replied casually, "...... Perhaps, it's still alive?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a sinking on top of her head—Snape had pressed the tip of her staff down so hard that a small piece of her scalp ached.

He didn't seem pleased with her apparently perfunctory, nonchalan tone, so his voice was unusually smooth and magnetic, like a swirling violin.

"To a friend who has been with you for a long time, your description of her current situation sounds extraordinary...... What about coldness. ”

He paused deliberately to emphasize the adjective "cold", and Liu Quan grinned when he heard this.

"So, what can I do for you?" she asked, in a polite tone, which sounded unusually gentle and courteous, but it angered Snape almost immediately.

He jerked his wand down a little deeper, as if he wanted to throw an Arvada at once, but he resisted the harmful urge and just hissed through gritted teeth, "I don't have time to go around here with you!"

But the woman leaning on the couch in his house didn't seem to be affected by his nervousness and anger at all. She just frowned and repeated the name: "...... Keredi Bubaji?"

“...... She was a witch with a passion for Muggle studies!She was once famous in the wizarding world, and Dumbledore considered hiring her to teach Muggle studies at Hogwarts!" Snape hissed out the two notes almost from between his teeth.

She also wrote an article in the Daily Prophet defending Muggles...... The men found her, and—"

His voice stopped suddenly, and after a moment, he suddenly withdrew his wand from the top of her hair. His voice was cold and stiff, sounding inorganic.

"'That man' couldn't find Lily Evans. So in order to vent his anger, he took out his anger on Keridi Bubaji...... It's not something you can do to play pantomime or joke about! if you know Lily Evans now—"

His words were suddenly interrupted by the woman on the couch. She sat up straight, off the back of the couch, and turned to look at him standing behind the couch, her eyes and voice quiet.

"So what, Severus?" she asked calmly, "and I know she's in a dangerous position right now—so I think it's better that no one knows where she is, after all, it's not that I don't trust you enough, but ...... The surest form of secrecy is complete ignorance, right?"

Snape glared at her with a grunt. She felt like he was almost congested with her anger, for even in the dim room she could faintly see his pale face flushed, and he glared at her as if he had already made her Avada a hundred times in his heart.

"You're suggesting that I-"

Before he could finish speaking, he was quickly cut off by her.

"I didn't mean to offend you. However, I don't believe in the Dark Lord. ”

Snape was stunned.

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May 28:

The soundtrack for this chapter, as before, is "All I Want for Christmas is You".

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