Hearing Hermione's straightforward confession, Severus's ears turned red unconsciously.

But the expression on his face, his pursed lips, his empty eyes, and his clenched fists looked even more terrifying than usual.

Sure enough, it's "shy"!

"Damn, you know what you're talking about? Teasing my own professor, I had to give Gryffindor a 10 point. ”

No one had ever said "like" to him, and Severus, who didn't know how to deal with such a situation, could only hide his helplessness with a point deduction.

How could Hermione not understand Severus's true thoughts, and didn't care at all about his poisonous tongue, or was used to it.

As for the deduction - it was Gryffindor's point anyway, and she didn't care if it was gone, and if Severus could get a negative deduction - then she would have opened champagne to celebrate.

"Gryffindor? What is that? ”

Of course, as a poor girl who has lost her memory, knows nothing, and hasn't communicated with anyone since her amnesia, Hermione says she doesn't know anything now.

Severus, who finally remembered that he was now sitting in front of him was a "giant baby" with an empty head, and could only reintroduce Hogwarts and the Four Houses.

"Hermione isn't an impulsive little troll!"

Hermione pouted, a little aggrieved.

Hmph –

She is a nine-tailed fox who has lived for thousands of years, even if most of her memories have been sealed before, leaving only a breath of essence in her body, she cannot be a "brave" Gryffindor.

When did their Nine-Tails still have such a noble character as "bravery".

"Hmph—dare to face the trolls, Miss Granger's courage, even your Potions professor can't help but express his sincere admiration. Logo of Gryffindor. ”

"What academy is Severus from?"

Hermione ignored Severus' taunt and asked about Severus' academy with great interest.

"It's the Professor, and hopefully that monomorphic object around Miss Granger's neck will do its job, remember her poor professor's words."

Upon hearing Severus's words, Hermione pursed her lips unhappily, indicating her displeasure.

Soon, however, her mood recovered, so that Severus was really suspicious of what Madam Pomfrey had said about the little troll's unstable mood.

"Severus's office is all decorated in the shape of a snake, so Severus is a snake house—Slytherin's, right?"

Severus had now given up on correcting Hermione's title.

Hermione saw that Severus was no longer talking, and she didn't want to disturb his rest anymore.

Communication – you can take your time and not rush at this time.

"Can I read those books?"

He gestured again to the books on the other shelf.

The two of them can't be so wordless and face to face!

And she also wanted to find a source for her knowledge.

A silent "Flying Charm" summoned a book and threw it to Hermione.

"I hope Miss Granger can live up to her title of 'jack of all trades' and put this book to good use."

Severus smiled, and Hermione picked up the book and looked at it.

"Severus don't worry, I can read it. I don't know why, but I still know how to read. ”

With that, Hermione read the book seriously.

Here it is - a book on potions materials, and sure enough, it fits Severus's style very well.

And this book, she had read before, was also at Severus's, but it was in Spider's Tail Alley when she read it.

Quietly reading the book from the beginning again, and when she looked up again, Hermione saw that Severus was grading the students' homework again.

The frowning brow was a good indication of how unpleasant the papers were for him.

There were no windows in the cellar, so she couldn't rely on the sunlight outside to tell the time.

But judging by the hunger she felt in her body now—it should be too late!

"Severus—hungry!"

Severus, who was interrupted by Hermione, was originally a little displeased, but after hearing Hermione's words, he suddenly realized that his cellar was no longer his own.

The feeling of his territory being invaded by outsiders made him unhappy, but—it was Dumbledore's request, after all, and he had agreed.

The wand swiped through the air.

It's already past seven o'clock—

After calling the house-elf and asking him to prepare two dinners, Severus made it to Hermione's opposite, and the two began to eat dinner.

After dinner, Severus didn't go back to grading his homework, but continued to sit there, ready to start teaching Hermione magic.

Because Hermione was afraid of crowds, she couldn't go to class anymore.

Similarly, her legs made it impossible to walk normally in Hogwarts.

The Hogwarts staircase didn't matter if she was in a wheelchair or had trouble with her legs.

Eventually, after discussion among the professors, it was unanimously decided that Severus would teach Hermione the magic of each department.

When Severus graduated from Hogwarts, his grades were "excellent" in all subjects except for flying lessons.

Now it's just a little witch in the first grade, naturally there is no problem.

And- now Hermione was only allowed to approach her, and even if the others wanted to come and teach Hermione, they couldn't get close to her.

Of course, Severus, as a qualified shrewd Slytherin, also duly secured a portion of his own interests.

At the very least, while Hermione was in the cellar, he didn't have to patrol at night.

Although he still has to endure the papers of the unknown trolls and their ruining of potions.

And, of course, the protection of Savior Potter and the sight of Quirrell.

Now I only hope that this rare and intelligent Gryffindor lady of all trades will really be worthy of her title of jack-of-all-trades, then he may have a little time of his own to study his beloved potions.

It turned out to be a very correct decision to teach Miss Granger homework instead of going on patrol at night.

Hermione was a very smart, gifted little witch.

She can learn all the spells as long as she teaches them once, and she is a success when she casts them herself.

Severus had been a professor for so many years, and although he only taught potions, he could guarantee that he had never spoken about such a gifted student in all his years at Hogwarts.

Especially - the other party is still a hemp wizard.

It's not that he looks down on hemp wizards, it's just that Muggle-born wizards don't know much about magic, which is also destined to make them learn magic at the beginning - especially when they are charming, because they don't understand it, hemp wizards are not as talented as pure-blood wizards who have lived in the wizarding world since childhood.

So, Miss Granger's current situation is not normal, is it?

Especially when the spell she had just taught her was mixed with a fifth-grade spell.

And she - learned the same thing over and over again.

Although teachers like students who are smart and talented, if this is too much of the student's intelligence, it is not something to be happy about.

"Alright, Miss Granger, it's getting late, and what you need now is rest."

Thinking that Hermione's leg was now useless, Severus waved his wand and turned the chair in the corner of his office that was reserved for the little trolls who usually came here to do labor services into a wheelchair and floated over.

Hermione pouted and looked unhappily at the wheelchair that had landed beside her.

Looking at Severus with his arms crossed and looking at herself with a determined expression, Hermione understood what Severus meant.

Struggling to prop up the couch and coffee table, Hermione carefully propped herself up to move to the wheelchair.

But just as Hermione's body left the couch—

"Ahh

Hermione propped herself up with her other intact hand, looked at her other bloody hand pressed against the broken fragment of the cup, lowered her head, and smiled weirdly.

When Hermione looked up again, she had already turned into a pitiful little teary-eyed child.

"It hurts—"

"Are you a troll? Miss Granger, could I ask you to tell me why you can make such a simple thing become like a crime scene? ”

Picked Hermione up and placed her on the couch, then the cup fragments and Hermione's blood on the floor were gone.

Severus used the "Flying Charm" again to summon "White Fresh" and drugged Hermione.

Hermione couldn't help but smile secretly as she looked at Severus seriously drugging her.

How could she give up any chance to have contact with Severus and want her to be a wheelchair - how could it be.

You see - just a little bit of a small injury, and the matter is settled, isn't it?

Tilting her head to look at the wheelchair she had just "taken down", Hermione snorted coldly in her heart.

In the end—it was Severus, of course, who carried Hermione into her bedroom.

Hermione's bedroom was a room that had only been reopened in Severus's office after Dumbledore had decided to give her to Severus.

Fortunately, Dumbledore still had some brains in this matter, and remembered to open a separate bathroom for her room.

But this room - no windows, no wallpaper on all four walls, just a bed, a bedside table, a wardrobe and a desk.

This is arguably the most humble room she's lived in in years.