Chapter 011 17 Spider Tail Lane

Catherine looked at him suspiciously, her eyes rolled around, and then she asked, "Professor, do you have anything to eat here?" ”

"Only wine." This answer made Snape's sallow face flush a little rosy.

Catherine blinked vigorously before realizing that she was really right.

And Snape, who found out that he was abnormal, dropped a sentence directly: "I'll go out and buy it!" Then he used his wand to open a secret door behind the bookshelf and slipped in.

Catherine twitched the corners of her mouth and froze in place for a moment before she gave up what seemed rude and stupid, and began to look around the room instead.

It was a small living room, just over half the size of Catherine's bedroom at the Princes' house, and the other three walls, with the exception of the main door, were shelves filled with books, most of them with old black or brown thick-leather covers.

A candle-lit lamp fell from the ceiling, casting a dim circle of light in which a frayed couch, an old armchair, and a rickety table were crammed together. The place has an air of desolation and desertion, and it seems to be uninhabited.

However, it also confirms why Snape made the living room look like a study, and hid all the passages.

Walking to the secret door that Snape had opened and peeking in, Catherine found that there was a kitchen inside, and there was no one inside, which made her wonder, where did Snape go to buy things? After waiting for a while, making sure that there was really no one inside, the girl cautiously walked in.

It was a room the size of the living room, with a large boxy table in the center, a full wine cabinet on the left wall against the door, an empty cupboard next door, a long kitchen counter facing the door, and a fireplace on the right with a door next to the fireplace.

Catherine thought it was the back door of the house at first, but when she opened it, she saw that it was a utility room with a staircase leading to the basement, but she didn't think Snape was down there unless there was a food market below, so she closed the door and began to look closely at the kitchen.

The kitchen was still very clean, but it was certain that no one had cooked here for a very long time, because the place where the fire was burning under the stove was only a little gray and not black at all, and as far as Catherine knew, it would take at least ten years to wash it before it had that effect.

On the contrary, the fireplace seems to be in constant use, and even when Catherine enters, the unextinguished ash can be seen inside. This can't help but make her have a guess, is it true that wizards, like Santa Claus, climb chimneys to get in and out?

As if to prove her suspicions, a man-high green flame erupted from the fireplace, causing Catherine to retreat to the kitchen door, and then she saw two boxes of ingredients burst out of the flames and smash into the floor in front of the large table, before Snape spun out of the flames.

"It's really like Santa Claus!" Catherine muttered in her heart before she went up to Snape and asked, "Professor, did you just buy these?" ”

"This ...... Sort of. Snape gave a vague answer.

"And do you know how to cook?" Catherine asked, picking up a strange-looking, but alive fish from the box.

"No!" This time Snape gave a resounding answer.

"Well, if you're not afraid to take it seriously, then I'll prepare this supper, and if you don't want this supper to be breakfast," Catherine suddenly smiled brightly, "you'll help me, won't you?" ”

Snape nodded, then suddenly felt a chill, and after an hour, he finally understood where it came from.

"Don't you think this supper is too rich?" Snape asked Catherine, pointing to a table full of dishes.

"It's okay, if you can't finish eating, you can save it until tomorrow." Catherine said indifferently, "You can do magic anyway." ”

"Then why don't you get less?"

"It's the first time I've cooked in the wizarding world!" Catherine winked and asked, "Don't you eat it?" ”

"Humph!" Snape snorted, but the man sat down and began to eat "supper".

Seeing him start eating, Catherine stopped instead, and even Tracey, who started stealing food as soon as it was cooked, stopped. Together, they watched as Snape put the first bite into his mouth, took a few bites, then nodded slightly and said a letter—

“E！”

“E？”

"Exceeds-Expectations."

"And what about the others?"

"O - Outstanding, A - Acceptable, P - Poor, D - Dreadful, T - Troll. I hope you don't get a 'T'. Snape's voice was cold, but the gestures of eating were elegant.

"Professor!" Catherine put down the dishes and smiled, "Your students must think you're very strict." ”

"Why do you think that?"

Catherine did not answer directly, but pointed to her pet who was eating so fast that she couldn't see her head, and said, "Mrs. Apace once told me that Tracey's mouth is too picky, not the best food, and that it will never move. ”

Knowing what she meant, Snape only raised his eyebrows slightly, and went on eating, seeing that Catherine only shrugged her shoulders and picked up the dishes again.

When she was about five minutes full, Catherine stopped eating, and when she looked up, she saw that Snape had not eaten either, and she could not help but smile faintly, but did not ask a question.

"Did you really sell all the property in your name?" Snape didn't ask her why she hadn't eaten it.

"You said - I shouldn't spend my future on the manor that I don't have a trace of nostalgia for - and I don't just have no nostalgia for it, but hate it from the bottom of my heart."

"Then you don't have to ......"

"Since you're tired of watching it, why are you keeping it!" Catherine interrupted Snape, clearly not wanting to continue the conversation.

"And where are you going to live before school starts?" Snape complied with her and took up a different topic.

"It doesn't matter! I was going to indulge myself for a few days before school started, after all, Hogwarts is a boarding school and shouldn't let students leave at will, right? ”

Catherine looked at Snape with a smile until he nodded with an ugly face, and she continued.

"But since I came to you first, and you certainly won't let a student who hasn't yet enrolled in school do whatever he wants—" This time, Snape nodded without Catherine asking, and began to glare at her, "So, I've decided to stay with you for the time being, if you have extra room here." ”

"Wait for me here!" Snape immediately got up and left the kitchen.

"Okay!" Catherine smiled and stood up, picking up the little blue bird from the plate that still wouldn't stop, "Tracey, we can't just eat and not cook, understand?" ”

Tracey glanced at the table with reluctance to see how much food had not been consumed, and then nodded to Catherine plaintively, flew to the pool, and helped her turn on the water source, seeing this, the girl smiled with satisfaction and began to clean up the dishes.

By the time Snape returned to the kitchen, it had been cleaned up, leaving only the uneaten food to be disposed of, and he couldn't help but feel a warm heart, but there was nothing on his grim face.

"Follow me!" Snape threw a freshness spell at the table, then turned and walked out of the kitchen, not wanting to wait for anyone at all.

Catherine didn't look displeased, but just reached out to Tracey, and then left.

Back in the living room, Catherine noticed that behind the other bookcase, above the staircase leading to the basement, there was a secret door with a wooden staircase leading upstairs.

Walking up the wooden staircase to the second floor, Catherine saw Snape standing at the top of the staircase waiting for her.

"You're staying here for the time being." Snape pointed to an open door next to him and said, "I'll barely get together tonight, and I'll take you to buy furniture tomorrow." ”

"Thank you, Professor! It's just furniture and stuff......" Catherine was interrupted by Snape before she could finish her sentence.

"When you go to Hogwarts, you might be able to bring it with you."

"Take it ......with you," Catherine looked at Snape in bewilderment.

"You'll understand." Snape had no intention of explaining.

"Well," Catherine had to say, "good night, Professor!" ”

Early the next morning, Catherine got up for her morning workouts and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and when she was done, Snape came in.

"Good morning, Professor, I just made breakfast."

"When did you get up?" Snape sat down at the table with a slight frown, watching Catherine bring breakfast to him with a happy face.

"At 6:00 AM, I'm used to getting up in the morning and exercising." Catherine smiled and picked up her and Tracy's breakfast and sat down at the table.

"Uh-huh!" Snape replied noncommittally and began to eat breakfast, while Catherine raised an eyebrow and began to eat, the entire kitchen silent except for the sound of Tracy pecking at the plates.

Apparently there were people who weren't going to let them finish their breakfast so quietly, though.

"Crackle!" There was a sudden explosion in the open space between the dining table and the fireplace, and then a short man with two bat-like ears and a hunched body appeared with a plate in his hand, so fast that Catherine had time to hold down her knife.

"Mr. Snape, Dobby brought you breakfast!" The short man raised his head with a scream, then let out an even louder scream, "Mr. Snape is having breakfast!" Dobby actually told Mr. Snape to make his own breakfast! Dobby made such an unforgivable mistake! ”

The scream was so loud that Catherine almost threw the knife down his throat, but Snappe did.

“STOP! Dobby!” Snape snorted, and the short man named Dobby immediately closed his mouth and stopped making any sound, "You scared Catherine." Also, she made the breakfast. "Chapter 011: 17 Spider Tail Alley

Catherine looked at him suspiciously, her eyes rolled around, and then she asked, "Professor, do you have anything to eat here?" ”

"Only wine." This answer made Snape's sallow face flush a little rosy.

Catherine blinked vigorously before realizing that she was really right.

And Snape, who found out that he was abnormal, dropped a sentence directly: "I'll go out and buy it!" Then he used his wand to open a secret door behind the bookshelf and slipped in.

Catherine twitched the corners of her mouth and froze in place for a moment before she gave up what seemed rude and stupid, and began to look around the room instead.

It was a small living room, just over half the size of Catherine's bedroom at the Princes' house, and the other three walls, with the exception of the main door, were shelves filled with books, most of them with old black or brown thick-leather covers.

A candle-lit lamp fell from the ceiling, casting a dim circle of light in which a frayed couch, an old armchair, and a rickety table were crammed together. The place has an air of desolation and desertion, and it seems to be uninhabited.

However, it also confirms why Snape made the living room look like a study, and hid all the passages.

Walking to the secret door that Snape had opened and peeking in, Catherine found that there was a kitchen inside, and there was no one inside, which made her wonder, where did Snape go to buy things? After waiting for a while, making sure that there was really no one inside, the girl cautiously walked in.

It was a room the size of the living room, with a large boxy table in the center, a full wine cabinet on the left wall against the door, an empty cupboard next door, a long kitchen counter facing the door, and a fireplace on the right with a door next to the fireplace.

Catherine thought it was the back door of the house at first, but when she opened it, she saw that it was a utility room with a staircase leading to the basement, but she didn't think Snape was down there unless there was a food market below, so she closed the door and began to look closely at the kitchen.

The kitchen was still very clean, but it was certain that no one had cooked here for a very long time, because the place where the fire was burning under the stove was only a little gray and not black at all, and as far as Catherine knew, it would take at least ten years to wash it before it had that effect.

On the contrary, the fireplace seems to be in constant use, and even when Catherine enters, the unextinguished ash can be seen inside. This can't help but make her have a guess, is it true that wizards, like Santa Claus, climb chimneys to get in and out?

As if to prove her suspicions, a man-high green flame erupted from the fireplace, causing Catherine to retreat to the kitchen door, and then she saw two boxes of ingredients burst out of the flames and smash into the floor in front of the large table, before Snape spun out of the flames.

"It's really like Santa Claus!" Catherine muttered in her heart before she went up to Snape and asked, "Professor, did you just buy these?" ”

"This ...... Sort of. Snape gave a vague answer.

"And do you know how to cook?" Catherine asked, picking up a strange-looking, but alive fish from the box.

"No!" This time Snape gave a resounding answer.

"Well, if you're not afraid to take it seriously, then I'll prepare this supper, and if you don't want this supper to be breakfast," Catherine suddenly smiled brightly, "you'll help me, won't you?" ”

Snape nodded, then suddenly felt a chill, and after an hour, he finally understood where it came from.

"Don't you think this supper is too rich?" Snape asked Catherine, pointing to a table full of dishes.

"It's okay, if you can't finish eating, you can save it until tomorrow." Catherine said indifferently, "You can do magic anyway." ”

"Then why don't you get less?"

"It's the first time I've cooked in the wizarding world!" Catherine winked and asked, "Don't you eat it?" ”

"Humph!" Snape snorted, but the man sat down and began to eat "supper".

Seeing him start eating, Catherine stopped instead, and even Tracey, who started stealing food as soon as it was cooked, stopped. Together, they watched as Snape put the first bite into his mouth, took a few bites, then nodded slightly and said a letter—

“E！”

“E？”

"Exceeds-Expectations."

"And what about the others?"

"O - Outstanding, A - Acceptable, P - Poor, D - Dreadful, T - Troll. I hope you don't get a 'T'. Snape's voice was cold, but the gestures of eating were elegant.

"Professor!" Catherine put down the dishes and smiled, "Your students must think you're very strict." ”

"Why do you think that?"

Catherine did not answer directly, but pointed to her pet who was eating so fast that she couldn't see her head, and said, "Mrs. Apace once told me that Tracey's mouth is too picky, not the best food, and that it will never move. ”

Knowing what she meant, Snape only raised his eyebrows slightly, and went on eating, seeing that Catherine only shrugged her shoulders and picked up the dishes again.

When she was about five minutes full, Catherine stopped eating, and when she looked up, she saw that Snape had not eaten either, and she could not help but smile faintly, but did not ask a question.

"Did you really sell all the property in your name?" Snape didn't ask her why she hadn't eaten it.

"You said - I shouldn't spend my future on the manor that I don't have a trace of nostalgia for - and I don't just have no nostalgia for it, but hate it from the bottom of my heart."

"Then you don't have to ......"

"Since you're tired of watching it, why are you keeping it!" Catherine interrupted Snape, clearly not wanting to continue the conversation.

"And where are you going to live before school starts?" Snape complied with her and took up a different topic.

"It doesn't matter! I was going to indulge myself for a few days before school started, after all, Hogwarts is a boarding school and shouldn't let students leave at will, right? ”

Catherine looked at Snape with a smile until he nodded with an ugly face, and she continued.

"But since I came to you first, and you certainly won't let a student who hasn't yet enrolled in school do whatever he wants—" This time, Snape nodded without Catherine asking, and began to glare at her, "So, I've decided to stay with you for the time being, if you have extra room here." ”

"Wait for me here!" Snape immediately got up and left the kitchen.

"Okay!" Catherine smiled and stood up, picking up the little blue bird from the plate that still wouldn't stop, "Tracey, we can't just eat and not cook, understand?" ”

Tracey glanced at the table with reluctance to see how much food had not been consumed, and then nodded to Catherine plaintively, flew to the pool, and helped her turn on the water source, seeing this, the girl smiled with satisfaction and began to clean up the dishes.

By the time Snape returned to the kitchen, it had been cleaned up, leaving only the uneaten food to be disposed of, and he couldn't help but feel a warm heart, but there was nothing on his grim face.

"Follow me!" Snape threw a freshness spell at the table, then turned and walked out of the kitchen, not wanting to wait for anyone at all.

Catherine didn't look displeased, but just reached out to Tracey, and then left.

Back in the living room, Catherine noticed that behind the other bookcase, above the staircase leading to the basement, there was a secret door with a wooden staircase leading upstairs.

Walking up the wooden staircase to the second floor, Catherine saw Snape standing at the top of the staircase waiting for her.

"You're staying here for the time being." Snape pointed to an open door next to him and said, "I'll barely get together tonight, and I'll take you to buy furniture tomorrow." ”

"Thank you, Professor! It's just furniture and stuff......" Catherine was interrupted by Snape before she could finish her sentence.

"When you go to Hogwarts, you might be able to bring it with you."

"Take it ......with you," Catherine looked at Snape in bewilderment.

"You'll understand." Snape had no intention of explaining.

"Well," Catherine had to say, "good night, Professor!" ”

Early the next morning, Catherine got up for her morning workouts and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and when she was done, Snape came in.

"Good morning, Professor, I just made breakfast."

"When did you get up?" Snape sat down at the table with a slight frown, watching Catherine bring breakfast to him with a happy face.

"At 6:00 AM, I'm used to getting up in the morning and exercising." Catherine smiled and picked up her and Tracy's breakfast and sat down at the table.

"Uh-huh!" Snape replied noncommittally and began to eat breakfast, while Catherine raised an eyebrow and began to eat, the entire kitchen silent except for the sound of Tracy pecking at the plates.

Apparently there were people who weren't going to let them finish their breakfast so quietly, though.

"Crackle!" There was a sudden explosion in the open space between the dining table and the fireplace, and then a short man with two bat-like ears and a hunched body appeared with a plate in his hand, so fast that Catherine had time to hold down her knife.

"Mr. Snape, Dobby brought you breakfast!" The short man raised his head with a scream, then let out an even louder scream, "Mr. Snape is having breakfast!" Dobby actually told Mr. Snape to make his own breakfast! Dobby made such an unforgivable mistake! ”

The scream was so loud that Catherine almost threw the knife down his throat, but Snappe did.

“STOP! Dobby!” Snape snorted, and the short man named Dobby immediately closed his mouth and stopped making any sound, "You scared Catherine." Also, she made the breakfast. ”