A pair of feminine hands folded around his waist, and he could even feel the body behind him through his overlapping robes and disguises.

But now that shell contained a hypocritical soul, and for that reason he had long been rejected and hated even more deeply—and now, he was distraught and at a loss.

But what does it all matter now? they're about to separate - he may not know what she's up with Dumbledore, but his long career as a double agent has sharpened his instincts.

His instincts told him that the whole of Hogwarts, and indeed the whole of England, was no longer safe, and that the only place where he could feel a little safe for the time being was this room, but once he pushed the door open and walked out, there was a killing battlefield - the Savior Boy had secretly returned to the castle after a long run, and the Dark Lord was still waiting to take the boy's life with the Elder Wand he had obtained by digging up the grave of the former Headmaster of Hogwarts.

And he couldn't let that happen. He made promises.

Nothing could stop him from stepping out of here and into the presence of the Dark Lord, fulfilling his promise to the wise, kind, cunning, and ruthless old wizard.

The Dark Lord must die. Harry Potter must live. And what about the others?

…… Others don't matter. Including himself.

But the slender and delicate hands around his waist refused to let go and let him go. He sighed, lowered his head calmly and wearily, fixed his gaze on the hands, and asked simply, "...... How on earth can you let go?"

She was silent for a moment.

He swore that if the imposter made any excessive demands or whimsical daring wishes, he would immediately pull out his wand and give her a faint back!

…… But this imposter always amazes him.

He would never admit that in this brief silence, there was a more brief moment when he remembered what had happened the last time the two of them were in the same environment or in song.

Nor would he admit that at that moment he would have to tremble with fear, afraid that she would make the same demands as the last time they had been in the same situation—such as dancing together at the Ball, or not being able to sit down, or satisfying the impudent demands of curious, watching the heckling Muggles, such as standing under mistletoe during Christmas season—

Anyway, when the time comes, what can he do?......

But his thoughts stopped. Because the imposter behind him has officially made her request.

Surprisingly, she seemed to have completely forgotten all about listening to the same songs, standing under the same mistletoe.

"As long as you swear that you will keep all the promises you have made. She whispered, emphasizing again.

"It's all. Every single one. You can't miss one. Keep this in mind. ”

Snape paused, then tilted his head, his gaze unintentionally falling on the huge mistletoe wreath hanging overhead, and snorted in exasperation.

…… She's acting so damn good! She looks like a faithful Gryffindor! Obeys only her radiant late leader of the Order of the Phoenix, also from Gryffindor, the former Headmaster of Hogwarts! Even now, almost a year after the old wizard is dead, she relentlessly reminds him and asks him for assurances of keeping his promises!

His lips curled, a malicious sneer rising from the corners of his lips.

"Ah, of course, of course. He replied in a sleek tone, "Dumbledore's plan is all you value. I know. I understand them all. In order to achieve what you consider to be the 'greatest good,' you have ventured into Hogwarts tonight in order to-"

His voice suddenly cut off, as if torn apart by extreme rage. He sounded as if he had a long snag in his chest, and he didn't vomit or feel unhappy, but he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they were hollow and there was no expression on his face.

He continued in a rigid tone, "Protect Lily's son, and then after the Dark Lord no longer sends Nagini on a mission, but keeps him by his side and protects him with magic, tell that Potter Kid that in order to destroy the Dark Lord, he must die himself, and that the Dark Lord must kill him himself before he can ......."

His voice choked in midair, as if he couldn't say any more.

But he soon regained his courage, and he continued to say in a self-loathing, endorsement-like tone, "If Hogwarts does fall into the hands of the Dark Lord, I will do everything in my power to protect the students of Hogwarts." and endure all the hardships, in the face of unjust prejudice and discussion, even if I have to bear a ruined reputation, and my life will never shine again, and as long as the honor, unity and ruins of Hogwarts are not rebuilt, I will not disappear...... Even if no one in this world really understands, even if all people face me with malice, I can't back down, because I deserve it, I have to carry it. ”

He had finally memorized at length all the promises that Albus Dumbledore had made to him during his lifetime. Then he twisted his lips into a vicious grin.

"You see, the great Professor Dumbledore has asked me a lot of things...... But I think you should be able to rest assured, I, Quan, Ministry, Both, Ji, De. ”

He emphasized the last sentence in a stiff voice, and nodded as if he couldn't stand it, as if he sighed at the absurdity of his situation. Then he hesitated for a moment, then put his hands over and put them on the backs of her hands around his waist, pulling her hands away from his sides.

His palms were hot, but his fingertips were slightly cold. Because of the long-term making of potions and practicing spells, the skin of his hands looks a little rough. There was inevitably a little sweat in his palms from the clash of four hands, but he quickly let go of his hand and threw hers behind him.

"I've granted your request, ma'am. He stiffly said, "Now, may I go?"

Liu Quan was slightly stunned. The little bit of mind that had just been separated by his hands suddenly returned to the cage. She looked at his resolute back in vain and blurted out, "No...... Severus, don't you want to know the greatest secret about Beriel, you know who I mean?"

Snape was about to open the door with his right hand and smack again. But he didn't look back. There was a quiet indifference in his voice, as if he didn't care about anything in this world.

“…… Did Miss Colombon tell you about that conversation, and you all think it would be useful to threaten me with this?" he asked coldly. "She's already threatened me with this once...... Now, are you going to do the same thing?"

Liu Quan was stunned.

…… In fact, where does she have any secrets about the real Lily that she can use to threaten him?

But if she didn't say that now, she was worried that this person would soon follow the path in the original work, and run to his death without hesitation-

"Bigonia did warn me," she said slowly, her chin raised, as if that would show how justified she was.

"Talking about it might make you feel a little more concerned...... If I want you to listen more carefully to my kind advice—"

Snape interrupted her simply and rudely. He tilted his face to the side as if he didn't want to hear her talk about "real Lily" again.

"Let's wait until it's all over. ”

Liu Quan heard a deep exhaustion and pain in his answer, and she was stunned, and some kind of unexpected tears suddenly rushed into her eyes. She stood there dumbfounded, her hands so heavy as if they had been filled with lead, that she could no longer lift her hands to hold him. The little impulsive foolishness that Fang had just rushed up to hug him regardless of it was gone at this moment, and he shook off her hand, but she didn't feel embarrassed, only sad.

After knowing each other for more than twenty years, after so many years of subtly ambiguous and clear hatred, there seems to be nothing to say between the two of them at this moment. Or maybe they want to say so much that they can't find anything that they have to say in the first place.

Willow Spring could actually tell Severus Snape directly that no matter what happens, please live him. But she also knew that he probably wouldn't listen. He takes his life very lightly, but he takes his commitment very seriously. Rather than expecting him to listen to her advice on the meager affection they had known for many years, and to remember to protect himself a little more when the great war came, it would be better to use the oath that Dumbledore had made him to comply.

He may not care about her wishes, but he certainly won't break his promise.

It's sad. Liu Quan thought self-deprecatingly. If life is a never-ending drama, then in the original script, everyone probably looked forward to seeing Slee's love show, right?

As a result, she, an eighteenth-rate cannon fodder female supporting actress with no acting skills, just made a good plot into a killing of Slee.

It's a pity. She thought.

Moreover, this may be a regret that will never be made up for and will never be reversed.

And also...... What other way could have influenced him so deeply at such a moment, even ...... Let him hesitate to make a decision?

Is sincerity enough? Sincerity, isn't it enough? Isn't even the sympathy, support and trust that has been given to him over the years, whether he admits it it or not?

So, what more extreme, more special, more straightforward way could there be to influence him—to surprise him, to move him, to remind him of his decision?!

Seeing that she had finally fallen silent, Snape curled his lips into a distorted smile that was hard to see.

"I've always wondered if you'll ever have nothing to say," he said with a sneer, "I really didn't expect that this would happen at this moment. It's a pity I can't stop and take my time to appreciate the pleasure of your speechlessness—"

"No...... Severus. Liu Quan suddenly spoke again behind him, with an imperceptible gloom in his tone.

"Haven't you heard of such a poem?"

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June 4:

Okay, poetry or something, let's look at it tomorrow

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