The time and accidents that had flown after the Easter holidays had made Catherine realize that a net was forming around her, so fast that the red-haired girl had no time to make a careful decision, and she could only put aside some doubts for a while and do her best to complete the most important task at hand.

But the mission was accomplished, despair came, and to Catherine's helplessness, she fell in love with Snape.

If she had found out about it two years ago, Catherine would have immediately figured out a way to make Snape fall in love with her.

But when Catherine learned that she was a Horcrux and the final gathering place of all Voldemort's soul fragments, she didn't think about finding a partner anymore, because she couldn't believe that there were still people in this world who could accept a guy who could become Voldemort at any time as a lifelong companion.

Although Sara had told Catherine how to deal with the growing fragments of her soul, and Catherine, under Neville's guidance, decided to accept the plan, the consequences of the plan were too strict for her to drag down the others.

So even if she found out that she was in love with Snape, Catherine decided to keep this feeling in her heart, but the days of isolation at Prince Manor made her forget about the dangers that still remained in the outside world, and she was able to indulge in it without any scruples until today.

The changes in her body not only made Catherine understand that she had really grown up, but also made her decide to take on the responsibilities she should bear again, so those unrealistic extravagant hopes should be honestly kept in the bottom of her heart.

What's more, the essence of love is to give unconditionally, not to take and get.

"You seem to have failed! This Young-Fairy seems to have already understood what 'love' is! When Mrs. Prince's "old" lady noticed Catherine's sudden change in temperament from peeking into the magic circle, she couldn't help but question her husband out loud.

"No, of course I didn't fail!" Old Mr. Prince shook his head and said, "I just want her to understand what love is." ”

"Why?" Mrs. Prince "old" asked curiously.

Because only those who truly know how to love can be willing to sacrifice for the object of their love. I don't care about my own gains and losses. So," said old Mr. Prince, sneered, "she will do what I want when I put Snape in 'danger.'" ”

"What do you want her to do?" Mrs. Prince "Old" asked in shock.

"You'll know then." Old Mr. Prince laughed evilly, and then summoned Billy to make a new arrangement.

Mrs. Prince's "old" looked at her husband's grim face and hesitated to inform her grandson, but when she thought that she had left only a portrait, she had no choice but to give up.

In the days that followed, Catherine's mental state did return to normal. However, the physical changes affected her energy, and Snape did not force it, and when he noticed that the red-haired girl was starting to feel tired, he asked her to go back to rest.

It was said to be resting, but Catherine didn't dare to go to sleep at all, so she had to hang out at Prince Manor to relax, and listen to the gossip by the way.

The portraits of Prince Manor were rather dumbfounded, perhaps due to being too focused on potions, as soon as Catherine mentioned the problem. They always make them gush on a lot of good stuff, and although most of them are potions theories that have yet to be verified, they can occasionally hear about the bad deeds of some big people

So when Snape saw what Catherine had gathered, he snatched her notes. and generously announced that she did not have to continue classes for the rest of the holidays, and the red-haired girl was also happy, so she went to chat with the portraits every day.

But three days before the end of the holiday, Catherine suddenly heard from the portrait an incident related to old Mr. Prince. Despite the brief mention of the portrait, the red-haired girl immediately ran to Snape.

"I just learned from the portrait that old Mr. Prince had to be in a wheelchair. It was because his knees had been wounded by a black spell, and the spell of that black magic—" Catherine swallowed, before she said one word with difficulty, "it was 'Shadowless'." ”

Snape's eyes widened, and he rushed to the real room with a grim face.

Catherine didn't stop her, she just sat down a little helplessly.

"Shadowless" is a magic spell created by Snape when he was a student, and since it is a dark magic, it is not as widely circulated as other magics.

When Catherine cast this magic in that duel, Snape had said that he had only taught it to two people, and the red-haired girl didn't ask who it was, because there were really not many answers, and after careful exclusion, it was easy to arrive at two names—Lily and Voldemort. What is even more obvious is that only the latter would deliberately use the magic invented by Snape against Old Mr. Prince.

Thinking of this, Catherine couldn't help but shake her head helplessly, lamenting that her easy days were finally coming to an end.

"Miss Catherine!" Billy suddenly appeared in front of the red-haired girl in a panic, "Something happened to the little master, the master let you go over as much as possible." ”

Catherine, hearing that Snape had an accident, ran to the real room before Billy could finish speaking, and then she saw the Potions Professor lying quietly on a simple bed.

"What's going on?" Catherine approached in shock, grabbed Snape's wand in her left hand and immediately examined him.

"Ever heard of the Maleficent?" Old Mr. Prince sat in his wheelchair and asked with mixed feelings.

"Sleeping Beauty?" Catherine turned her head in disbelief to look at Old Mr. Prince, and the light of the inspection magic vanished.

"The stinky boy knocked me unconscious as soon as he rushed in, and as a result, he activated the counter-attack magic I had set up on himself early in the morning, and then he fell for the potion I had painstakingly prepared for the mysterious man." Old Mr. Prince said helplessly.

"Potions?" Catherine looked at Snape in confusion and held his left hand uneasily, "What does that have to do with the Maleficent?" ”

"Because this potion was developed by me after the 'Sleeping Charm'." Old Mr. Prince looked out the window and replied through gritted teeth, "I don't want to cheapen that bastard so easily, so I want him to live all the time, without resistance, and I want to torture him little by little." ”

"It can't be!" Catherine looked at Old Mr. Prince and retorted, "There is no potion that has such a long-lasting effect. ”

"Of course no ordinary potions, but the potion I invented," said Mr. Prince proudly, "contains the power of rules." ”

"The power of rules!" Catherine exclaimed, and couldn't help but ask loudly, "Are you a sage?" ”

"Here it is." Mr. Prince's tone contained helplessness.

Catherine was stunned for a moment, and then asked hesitantly: "Then how to remove this spell, no, the effect of the potion?" ”

"It's the same as that story." Old Mr. Prince looked at Catherine with a smile, "All it takes is a 'true kiss'." ”

Catherine looked at Snape in surprise and was silent for a long time before she hesitated and asked, "Why?" ”

"I don't think anyone else is going to fall in love with that bastard." Old Mr. Prince replied with a wicked smile.

"Unfortunately, you were wrong." Catherine smiled wryly, "There is a man who has always loved him, a woman. ”

"Who?" Old Mr. Prince asked in shock.

"Bellatrix. Black. Lightslane, she's the most loyal Death Eater, and she'll do whatever it takes to fulfill Voldemort's orders," Snape's left hand trembled slightly, "and this is already 'love'." ”

"If that's the case," said old Mr. Prince, "then it seems that I must change the antidote to the kiss of the man he loves." ”

"If that's the case, you should be able to get there." Catherine replied with a smile.

"However, the person who is being recruited now is not the bastard, but this grumpy stinky boy." Old Mr. Prince snorted angrily.

"Mr. Prince," Catherine's tone suddenly became cautious, "I have had a few doubts since just now, can you help me answer them?" ”

"What doubts?" Old Mr. Prince asked, squinting.

"I remember the day you forcibly left us, the professor tried to break into this real room, but it took him half a day to get in, so why was he able to break in so easily today?" Catherine's face was full of curiosity.

"Because I'm waiting for him." Old Mr. Prince replied with a comfortable expression, "When I learned that the portrait had told you about it, I guessed that he would come, but I did not expect that as soon as he broke in, he would knock me unconscious." ”

"Then why did you wake up so quickly?" Catherine blinked curiously.

"This is my home turf." Old Mr. Prince replied confidently, "I have laid out enough defensive magic here to deal with all kinds of accidents, after all, this manor is only me and the house-elves." ”

"So, have you tried to save him?" Catherine asked with a wink.

"Nope!" Old Mr. Prince pursed his lips disdainfully, "I know my attitude towards him, I treat my daughter harshly, even harshly, but I don't want her to marry a Muggle at all, unless the Prince family has this descendant now, otherwise, I will never allow him to set foot in this land, so I don't think I can save him." ”

"What about the inspection?" Catherine blinked again, "Did you check on the professor after you woke up?" ”

"Is it necessary?" Old Mr. Prince asked, puzzled, "I know how many means I have laid out." ”

"In that case," Catherine tilted her head, her face full of bewilderment, "how can you be sure that he has only been hit by one potion?" ”

"How do you think there is more than one?" Old Mr. Prince narrowed his eyes slightly. (To be continued......)