Severus was trembling, he never thought he would do this. However, looking at the owl that had flown away in the evening breeze, he knew that he had no way out.

Meet Dumbledore, the Dark Lord's greatest enemy, all to protect the woman. It's just that he definitely doesn't have the courage of Gryffindor to go forward, and he's afraid. After all, he was an enemy of the Dark Lord, and he was a servant of the Dark Lord, if Dumbledore wanted to kill him......

Thinking of this, Severus clenched the wand in his hand tightly, and even his breathing became rapid. He looked around cautiously, feeling more and more frightened.

How could he be so impulsive and want to seek Dumbledore's help?

Then, just as Severus was alone in his chagrin, a sharp and dazzling white light flew through the air towards him. His eyes lost focus in an instant by the dazzling light, and he was already highly nervous and fell to his knees in a moment of panic.

And his wand had already flown out of his hand along the white light.

Severus finally understood why Dumbledore was known as the only person the Dark Lord feared. The old man, who was supposed to have been slow to react due to his age, turned out to be a defenseless man who had lost his wand as soon as he appeared.

"Don't kill me!"

Severus cried out loud from fear in his heart, and then his heart was beating wildly when he vaguely heard Dumbledore's answer.

"I didn't want to do that. ”

Severus looked up and watched Dumbledore's apparition appear in front of him. The hem of the long blue robe fluttered in the wind, and the old face was glowing with the wand's light.

"So, Severus, do you have any message for me from Voldemort's beating?" the old man asked in a mocking and wary tone.

Severus swallowed nervously, not even daring to stand up from Dumbledore.

He unconsciously twisted his hands, and the long hair scattered in the night breeze matched his look, making him look a little crazy.

"No...... There is no message—I am here for my own business...... I, I'm here to warn, no!" he quickly changed the word, "it's a request—please—"

It was at this moment that Dumbledore flicked his wand, and for a moment, the place they were in became silent.

Severus was so nervous that he almost forgot what he wanted to say.

"What would a Death Eater ask me to do?"

Dumbledore's words reminded Severus for a moment why he had risked his life to be here, "That, that prophecy ......"

"Oh, by the way," Dumbledore said suddenly, "how much did you tell Voldemort about that prophecy?"

"So-" Severus bit his lip in disgust, "all I heard! That's why—that's because of this—he wanted Lily'......"

The prophecy did not mention women. Dumbledore said calmly, "Just mention a boy born at the end of July—"

"You know what I mean! he thinks that's her son, he's going to get her and kill them all-" Severus was almost incoherent, but thanks to Merlin, Dumbledore understood him.

"If she's so important to you," said Dumbledore, "then Voldemort will surely spare her, can you not intercede for her in exchange for her son?"

"I did—so I begged him—" Severus whispered, not feeling at all wrong with an innocent baby he had never even seen in exchange for a chance to live for the woman he cared about.

"You make me sick," Dumbledore's cold voice made Severus's body tremble involuntarily, "You don't care about the names of her husband and son, do you?

Dumbledore unceremoniously said Severus's darkest intentions, and Severus pursed his lips tightly and stopped talking, just looking straight at Dumbledore.

It took a long time for him to speak hoarsely.

"Then hide them!, make sure she—" he added with difficulty, "their safety, please!"

"And what can you do for me in return, Severus?"

"Back to ...... Return?" Severus was stunned for a moment, then suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, "I can do anything. ”

Severus was the first to arrive at the Death Eater meeting, trying to empty his brain in the same way Dumbledore had given him Occlumency. Nervous, his whole face was expressionless.

Soon, the other Death Eaters arrived with their masks on, Severus took his place, and the Dark Lord appeared in his sight.

He didn't even hear the people around him, and every word Voldemort said, until his name was mentioned.

"Severus ......"

Severus stiffened up and took a step forward before whispering, "Master, what instructions do you have?" ”

"Dumbledore has been acting strangely lately, and I need someone to be able to spy on him at his base camp at Hogwarts. ”

"But he doesn't trust a man's ...... easily," Severus's heart pounded, and he felt as if Voldemort had discovered his secret.

"But Severus, you're not very well-known among the Death Eaters, and you've been making potions most of the time, and I'm not fighting like his Death Eaters. You can say that you feel regret and want to get rid of me, and ask Dumbledore to provide you with a safe place. ”

"Master, I have never regretted following you......" Severus' voice trembled, and he knelt directly in front of Voldemort.

"I know, Severus. It is because I believe in your faithfulness that I have asked you to do this. Listen to me, Severus. Dumbledore was an old man who believed easily and was willing to give people a second chance. As long as you say you regret it and ask for his help, he will definitely put you in Hogwarts, which is beyond my reach. I know your potions clearly, but you should also let Dumbledore know clearly, stay at Hogwarts, this is my command to you......"

"I ......," Severus looked up, and immediately lowered his head at the sight of those scarlet eyes, "I see." ”

A few months later

Severus stood in Dumbledore's office, now a Potions professor at Hogwarts. Unbeknownst to all the students, however, the new Potions professor who seemed terrifying to them was wailing like a wounded beast.

"I thought...... You can...... Protect her ......"

Lily, Lily, she died eventually, and Severus began to feel that he didn't have the need to live anymore. And yet—

"Her son is still alive. He had her eyes, exactly the same eyes. Do you remember Lily's eyes?"

"Don't!" Severus snarled under his breath, "it's over...... "He doesn't need a substitute...... he needs......

"Do you regret it, Severus?"

Severus wailed, "I'd rather ...... I'd rather die than ......"

"But what's the use of you doing this now?" Dumbledore's cold voice made Severus sober up slightly from despair, "If you love Lily, if you really love her, then it's clear which way you should go in the future." ”

"You-" Severus never imagined that after the Dark Lord's death, the old man who was his enemy, would say something like that, as if he wouldn't kill him as a Death Eater, "what do you mean?"

"You know how she died, why she died, don't let her die in vain. Help me protect her son. ”

Severus froze, and then he learned a secret from Dumbledore's mouth that probably no one knew anymore except for him and Dumbledore.

Albus Dumbledore pointed to the Dark Mark on Severus Snape's arm and told Snape, "It's just weakened, it's blurred, but it's not gone, is it?Severus, you know what that means? You should know that the curse isn't gone, the Dark Lord will come back......"

In the years that followed, the world was dark for Snape, and he had to succumb to the hypocritical wizarding of the weak, working as a boring teacher at Hogwarts, teaching some stupid kids on each side of the art potions.

Dumbledore testified for him, ensuring that he would not be thrown into Azkaban, but at the same time, Dumbledore restricted all of Snape's research in potions and the Dark Arts, and he forbade Severus from becoming a professor in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, a position that was nominally cursed by the Dark Lord.

Snape lost his only hope in life--- Lily Evans, and the only thing he could do was to live at Hogwarts as a professor for a group of ungifted teenagers.

This went on for eleven years, and just when Severus felt that he was about to forget about the Dark Lord, Albus Dumbledore suddenly called him to the Headmaster's office late one night.......

Severus sat next to his new colleague Quirrell in the classroom seat, enduring the pungent smell of garlic and the stammering way of speaking, his eyes searching the crowd of first-year students who had followed Professor McGonagall into the halls of Hogwarts with trepidation.

Soon, he found his purpose.

It's just too easy to identify, messy hair, with a pair of glasses......

It's just that James Potter looked so thin when he entered Hogwarts? The kid in front of him didn't look like he was under eight years old! If he hadn't remembered every day since the Dark Lord disappeared, Severus would have suspected that Dumbledore had enrolled Harry Potter early in order to train his savior.

It's so thin that it feels pitiful, but it's still a Potter!

Severus tugged at the corners of his lips and gave Quirrell a few words with an ugly smirk. Quirrell, he remembered that it was one of his students. In his first year at Hogwarts, he was a fifth-year student, an inconspicuous Ravenclaw.

It's just that Severus's first class at Hogwarts wasn't for Quirrell's age, but for the younger fourth-year Gryffindor and Slytherin.

As he'd been accustomed to over the years, Gryffindors were clumsy when dealing with delicate potions, and some Slytherins had begun to secretly trouble Gryffindors after they had mastered their tasks. Severus didn't care if the students would die from the potion explosion, but Dumbledore did.

If a Gryffindor dies in his course - Severus hesitated for a moment, having to admit that fraternity was Dumbledore's hobby. Even if it was because of the accidental death of a Slytherin, he would be suspected.

So he controlled the potion explosion in time, then ignored that it was caused by a Slytherin prank, and slammed the Gryffindor student with only some residue left in the cauldron by twenty points.

Then, in the whole class, Gryffindor was deducted more than a hundred points, and at the end of the lesson, even a Gryffindor who cut the daisy root with a knife was wrong, and Severus deducted five points from him.

As for Slytherin, there was not a single point less, but a dozen points more.

After this lesson, the whole of Hogwarts knew how terrible he was. In the next Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw class, those students were quite honest, and no one dared to pretend that they once knew Severus, and they were classmates and were arrogant in Potions class.

Severus immediately understood that even Hogwarts was a law of the jungle. If he was too weak as a professor, the students would climb on top of him. And he must not let anyone think that they can still oppress him like James Potter and that traitor Blake!

Thinking of this, Severus, who had begun to teach first-year Gryffindors and Slytherins, raised his voice slightly.

“…… I can teach you how to increase your prestige, brew glory, and even stop death—but one thing has to be, and that is that you are not the kind of fools and fools I often encounter. ”

"Potter, what do I get if I add daffodil root powder to wormwood infusion?!"

He would never allow Harry Potter to stare at the "surviving boy" and humiliate him like his father! Severus felt that the sullen breath that had been in his heart since the beginning of the opening dinner was vented.

Why bother clutching the scar on his forehead when he sees him? Even if he can't see him, he knows exactly who he is!

The son of James Potter, the idiot who killed Lily, Lily protected the cub with her life!

The savior who was worshipped by the entire wizarding world, the boy who survived - Harry Potter.

Most importantly, Dumbledore confessed to the boy he wanted to protect.

Or should we add the youngest Seeker in Hogwarts in a century - grinding teeth - an idiot who has no brains and really believes in the childish claims of a midnight duel!

How didn't Hagrid's three-headed hellhound chew his bones and swallow them!

Severus cursed every day, watching the boy who didn't deserve Lily's eyes sway in front of him until Halloween.

At the dinner that day, he saw a wonderful farce.

Quirrell's Defence Against the Dark Arts professor who had been spotted by Dumbledore as something unusual since he entered Hogwarts and made him pay special attention to it - damn Dumbledore just didn't want him to take over the course, preferring to look for unqualified professors every year.

Perhaps, after ten years of peace, Dumbledore finally became as crazy as the Dark Lord, and actually believed that the so-called Dark Lord cursed the position because he couldn't get it, and no one could do it well for a year?

Even if there was such a curse, it should have been cursed by him, the person who had applied for ten years and was still teaching Potions.

Dissatisfied, he shoved the grilled chicken thigh in front of him into his mouth, and before Severus could chew it, he heard a scream that made his bones protest.

"Trolls—in the basement classroom—" Quirrell burst into the hall with his trademark, now crooked scarf, before only saying to Dumbledore, "Thought you should know." And he fainted on the ground.

Professor Underground!Severus stood up suddenly, but he wasn't very quick to react compared to all the professor's students who jumped up after hearing the news of the troll.

Dumbledore quickly put a stop to the confusion and then had the prefect and the president of the boys' and girls' council direct all the students to leave, and Severus immediately realized. It is impossible for a troll to run to the underground classroom, which is the cellar, so coincidentally.

How could those stupid trolls who were more than Gryffindor students just in the cellar wreak havoc on his classroom!

Thinking of this, Severus immediately thought that Dumbledore had asked him to spy on Quirrell, and what was hidden in Hogwarts Castle this semester.

His heart almost jumped out, and without thinking about it, he immediately changed the route of the cellar and ran upstairs.

The room where the Three-Headed Hellhounds were kept, Quirrell wanted to go.

As for what happened next, Severus knew thoroughly that he was just a Death Eater and not the Dark Lord, and that cursing was still more suitable for the Dark Lord.

If he were to do such a thing as a curse - especially when the cursed person was a "surviving boy", he would be counterattacked!

When his left leg fell into the mouth of one of the heads of the Three-Headed Hellhound, Severus immediately decided that he would only deduct Potter's points and lock him up in confinement, but he would never curse him again!