"Draco?" Snape was a little surprised, "Of course. Pen~Fun~Ge www.biquge.info Are you better?"

Draco walked to the light and stood beside Vio, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Vio hurried to see Draco.

His platinum-blond hair was no longer as meticulously combed as usual, it was disheveled, his face was even paler, and his silver-gray eyes looked tired and dull. There was a huge cut in the front of the robe, and there were several worn, where could you see the shadow of the triumphant little platinum peacock before.

Vio's heart twitched. She regretted why she hadn't paid attention to Draco at the time.

"It's not bad, your healing spell is very effective, I'm feeling good right now. "Draco is still polite.

"You should go and rest at this time, is there anything important about coming to see me?" Snape seemed to like Draco very much, and spoke to him in a flat tone, but at least with concern, not as cynical as he did with others.

"・・・・・・ excuse me, sir," Draco was silent for a moment, "I heard some of your conversations—"

The professor's thick dark eyebrows raised silently, and his dark eyes suddenly brightened, and his gaze was like two lightning bolts that pierced the night sky.

VIO didn't dare to come out in this oppressive and terrifying atmosphere.

Draco smiled lightly, as if Professor Snape was just throwing a tantrum.

"Don't look at me like that, seriously, my father would be happy to know that you have such a loud voice. ”

The most amazing thing was that Professor Snape didn't really look at him again, but snorted lightly and looked away.

"If you can't give me a satisfactory explanation, Draco—I will, free of charge, relay your prediction to Lucius. Say, don't you want this stupid girl to go to Gryffindor?"

Somehow, Vio suspects that Snape wasn't meant to be a "stupid girl", and that he was more likely to mean "stupid"?

She whispered, 'The Sorting Hat has sent me here—'

"Yes," Professor Snape replied pursed, nonchalantly, "so if your, good friend, Gryffindor doesn't want you, Santriel, you can drop out." ”

Draco's breathing suddenly became a little short, and he muttered, "Sir, you know, my mother and Lady Santriel are close friends, and she asked me to take care of—"

"That's all, just because Narcissa told you that?"

"・・・・・・" Draco hesitated for a moment, licking his dry lips and asking softly, "Isn't that enough?"

"Come on," Snape interrupted him dismissively, "Draco, I don't remember Lucius being as weak in certain things as you are now. ”

"Hmm. My father will be my role model. Hearing Professor Snape say this, Draco suddenly calmed down and replied calmly.

Snape glared at Draco as if he was incorrigible.

"You," Snape looked at Vio again, much better this time, at least not letting her "get out" again, "Santriel, I don't care if you're going to continue to fool around with that Potter kid, at least for now- help Draco back." Next time—" He glanced at Draco and frowned, "I'm pretty sure there will be another time, and you'd better be careful and see who should be your companion." ”

Vio nodded busily, and suddenly, she thought of something, and a flash of inspiration flashed through her mind.

"Professor, do you hate Harry? actually—" She dared to explain something to ease the enmity between Snape and Harry, as she vaguely sensed that Snape's anger at her was not entirely due to the lack of consideration for Draco at the time, and she needed to prove her suspicions.

However, in the next second, she wanted to jump to her feet in frustration.

"You think that anyone like you is not only stupid, blind, but even as stiff as a basilisk petrified. He thought that the saint Potter, the savior of the heavens, was like his self-righteous, arrogant and arrogant father, who had no one in his eyes, who was stupid and irascible and knew only - get out! Get out! Santril! Immediately, get out, get out. For the first time, Snape made no secret of his dislike for Vio, but even though he looked at her for a few seconds, Vio had the feeling that he was explaining something through himself.

Draco is still alive, isn't he? the mistake wouldn't be too serious, but if he died because of Gryffindor or someone from Gryffindor, the mistake would be irreparable.

Like the dead Lily Evans. [Professor Snape's first love, Harry Potter's mother, sacrificed herself to protect Harry.] 】

She chose her path. She didn't try to look at her friends who were always watching her behind her.

In the end, there was no way back to the same place.

Vio was stunned on the spot, she successfully aroused the professor's anger at the old past, and found the reason why he was so angry-

Sure enough, tonight's events reminded him of Lily's maintenance of James Potter and Gryffindor - but now she doesn't know how to end it.

Draco clutched his chest and coughed, bowed to Snape, and turned away. Vio hurried to follow.

As soon as she stepped one foot out of the room, the stone wall behind her slammed together, squeezing her remaining foot out.

Draco didn't wait any longer for her, but left first, walking through the corridor into the cellar.

Vio looked at his back and felt deeply sorry for the first time. For a long time, her attitude towards Draco had been preconceived.

Also, shouldn't she change her ostrich mentality?

Now that she's crossed over, whether she's changed on purpose or not, things are destined to change, and everything will deviate from its original trajectory, does that mean that she should create her destiny - rather than just follow it?

Vio mouth suddenly.