Chapter 023: Ice Crystals and Water Balloons

No, to be precise, the intertwined figures of her and Harry over the past year have always reminded Snape of two of his long-dead classmates.

It wasn't until yesterday morning, when Catherine's question had him remember the original name of the Falling Demon, that he realized his mistake. And Lucius's sudden out-of-control nostalgia allowed him to confirm his suspicions.

After all, if there is anyone in this world who knows that one best, then it is Lucius besides him. So Snape can now say with great certainty that there is definitely a special relationship between Catherine and Voldemort.

But what exactly is this relationship? What really happened to Catherine on Halloween Eve '81? Why couldn't I find any trace of her later? Why did Voldemort leave the dead unicorn alone and catch Catherine while in the Forbidden Forest? Why did Catherine's diary lose its original function when it came into contact with it? And why did those two black figures suspected of being Voldemort appear in Catherine's dreams?

Snape was lost in thought, completely oblivious to the fact that it was getting darker, and he looked up hesitantly until the dim light of the streetlamp drifted through the window.

His overthinking mind didn't immediately remember why he was here, and when he figured out why, Snape looked at the clock.

"12 hours!" Snape's hands trembled involuntarily, and he couldn't imagine why Catherine hadn't returned so late.

As if sensing Snape's anxiety, Catherine's whirling figure suddenly appeared out of thin air in the center of the room.

"Catherine!" Snape tried to run, but as soon as he got up, he immediately sat back down in his chair, only to realize that his feet were already numb and unconscious.

"Professor!" Catherine couldn't stand still, so she rushed to Snape's side, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I've been sitting for too long!" Snape said with some embarrassment, then nervously asked, "What's going on?" ”

"They let me accept some more patriarchal inheritance, so they didn't come back until now." Catherine clasped his trembling hand and said, "I'm sorry, Professor, for worrying you. ”

"It's good to be back!" Snape took Catherine into his arms and hugged him tightly, he could no longer bear the pain of losing again.

Catherine was in mixed moods right now, she was very moved, and she wondered if Snape was so nervous because she was afraid that something would happen to her, or if she was afraid that she would not be able to explain to the dead Lily, or if she was ......

But is it really necessary to look into it? Can knowing it change the outcome? Feelings are the most complicated thing in the world, and sometimes it's hard to get confused!

Catherine closed her eyes and gently hugged Snape, feeling his warmth and smelling the scent of moonlight.

Finding that Catherine was asleep, Snape's mood suddenly calmed down, and he let her sit in his arms, caressing her little face, hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind to pick her up and leave the room.

The next day, when the biological clock wakes up Catherine, she finds herself in a strange room.

Catherine immediately clenched the dagger in her left hand, but the black robes draped over her body made her realize that she was too worried, and that no one but Snape could get her sleeping anywhere else.

Catherine put away her dagger and got up to look around.

It was a room made entirely of wood, and its blackened color showed that it had not been used for a long time, and the absence of dust must have been taken away by Snape's magic. The room had a small glass window, but it was dark outside, and Catherine leaned against the window to realize that it was not London at all, because it was snow as far as the eye could see.

Catherine hurriedly put on the black robe left by Snape, picked up Tracy who was still sleeping, opened the door and walked out, outside the door was a living room and kitchen, except for the stove was all wooden furniture, she ran to open the door to another room in the wooden house, but found that it was empty, she ran to the window next to the door to look out, although it was a little brighter outside, but she still couldn't find Snape.

Catherine hesitated for a moment before she cautiously opened the door and walked out, a chill came over her face, and she couldn't help but take a step back, only to find that there was a soft fabric behind her.

Catherine jerked her head back, and then she saw a black tent, and she quickly turned around and saw that there was not even a shadow of a single piece of wood around, because it was a snowy mountain, a huge and boundless snowy mountain.

Catherine shuddered, remembered the book's introduction, and cautiously poked her head into the tent, and then she found that it was indeed the wooden house.

"Magical magic!" Catherine smiled and retracted her head and turned to look around, by this time it was completely dawn, and she could already see the whole picture of the snow-capped mountain.

The rolling mountains, covered with thick snow, resembled a sleeping oriental jade dragon, and the sudden rise of the morning sun clothed it with a layer of mighty golden armor.

"Roar!" Catherine couldn't help but roar in imitation of the dragon's chant.

But the strange cry woke the behemoth, which roared and rolled in anger, raising waves dozens of feet high, showing the tiny human being its immense power.

"Avalanche!" Catherine deeply regretted her recklessness, and she could forget about this terrible natural disaster.

Glancing back at the weak tent, Catherine reluctantly instructed Tracy to turn into a phantom and run in the direction where the avalanche had fallen, raising her wand to aim at the approaching waves of snow.

"There are many obstacles!" Catherine shouted, casting an invisible barrier in front of her.

Naturally, the huge strength was not comparable to the wizard's weak magic, and even if Catherine had the strength of the eighth order, she was forced to retreat again and again by that huge momentum, until she reached the edge of the tent.

"Armor protection!" Catherine swung her wand, narrowing the range of her protection and carefully controlling the angle of contact between the magic and the ground.

The decrease in resistance allowed the snow waves to roll over the heads of Catherine, Tracy and the tent, and the waves behind them whizzed along the path opened up by the front waves, ignoring the culprits hiding under the snow.

When the deafening sound of the tide passed overhead, Catherine couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and lowered her wand, so the snow, which had no magic support, naturally followed the guidance of gravity, and buried the girl and the tent with a "boom".

Catherine rolled her eyes, despised her sudden and dysfunctional intelligence, and then burst out of her magic to dispel the snow around her, and then—she found herself in mid-air.

"Ahh Catherine swung her limbs nervously, and then was surprised to find that she hadn't fallen.

"Another dream?" Catherine shook her hands and feet, and it took a lot of effort to keep herself in her original position, "I wonder what awaits me this time?" ”

Catherine is not worried that her real body will be suffocated by the snow, because Tracey ran away before the snowdrift collapsed, but what puzzled her was why she was still stunned by the snowdrift when she had the good fortune of a bluebird?

Catherine took a cautious step, fortunately, she could still walk, if she couldn't even move, then she would have to stay where she was. However, she didn't move around rashly, but took a closer look around first.

Catherine found herself in a very strange place, no matter which direction she looked at, she could not find any trace of the earth, and the strange levitation force also made her completely lose all sense of direction, she could only choose a random direction to walk forward, trying to find a marker.

Soon she spotted a white dot moving slowly in the distance, and Catherine estimated its speed and bearing, and ran in the direction it was heading.

As the two got closer, the white dots grew larger, and soon Catherine saw that it was actually a snowflake-shaped block of ice, and when she ran to it, she realized that it was actually seven feet in diameter, and she circled around the ice, suspecting that it was an ice crystal magnified a hundred times.

As soon as this thought crossed her mind, Catherine suddenly felt the gravitational force, and she hurriedly grabbed the giant ice crystal and crouched on top of it so that she could have a cushion when she landed.

As the descent accelerated, Catherine noticed that there were huge ice crystals of various shapes floating around her, and beneath them was a very large green ball that slowly melted as soon as it fell.

"What a strange dream!" Catherine sighed and stomped on the giant ice crystal beneath her feet, and it smashed into the green ball, making a large splash.

"Water?" Catherine suddenly realized, but she did not let her guard down, but there was no danger in the water, and she did not even find it difficult to breathe.

Catherine looked around, noticed a little red light, and her intuition told her that this was the source of this dream, for the closer she got there, the faster her heart beated.

When Catherine came to the red light panting, she found that it was only a red bead the size of a grain of rice, and she held out her left hand curiously, but could not get close to the bead, she stretched out her right hand, but easily took it in her hand.

"What is this?" Catherine tried to hold it up to her eyes to look at it carefully, but suddenly she felt a violent shaking, and she hurriedly grasped the bead and struggled to balance her body, and then she heard-

"Catherine! Wake up! Catherine! Snape shook the girl's body anxiously.

"Professor?" Catherine opened her eyes hesitantly, but the blinding sunlight was shining into them, and it was only after she got used to it that she could see Snape with a dark face.

"What's going on?" Snape stinked and asked, "Why is the avalanche happening?" Why are you outside the tent? Why didn't you wake up for half a day? ”

I yelled. Catherine hung her head and didn't dare look at Snape's face, she knew exactly how angry he was right now.

"Shouting in the snowy mountains, have you eaten your head by a snowman! How could you do something like a baby would do—" Snape's sneer continued, but Catherine quickly interjected as he breathed.

"It's so beautiful! It's like the dragon of the East! ”

"It seems that your experience yesterday has made your self-confidence swell, and you think you can fight against the Eastern Divine Dragon!" Snape sarcastically replied, "Or you disdain the wrath of nature, thinking that your little arms can split the Red Sea with a single palm, just like Moses!" ”