"Ouch......" Snape didn't know why he was sighing like that.

"I'm really sorry, Anne has been with me and Nina for the past eleven years, probably ...... I really want a father......" Although Nina hugged Anne tightly, she was still soft-hearted, looking at her daughter's pitiful appearance distressedly, and couldn't help but empathize, why didn't she and Angel be like this?

Since childhood, they have been wronged by their origins, and because of Professor McGonagall's introduction, they have come to a place where they are treated as human beings, but the pursuit of them by the romantic and enthusiastic French makes them panic. From the initial amazement, to the enthusiasm later, to the final fanaticism, and even about to evolve into a duel to pursue them, even the teachers told them to either choose a partner, or temporarily avoid the edge - drop out.

Neither of them had a choice, but came out openly and announced that they were in love with each other, although this was a last resort.

In order to protect themselves, they have been lace edging for more than ten years, although they know that they are not each other.

Now, seeing their daughter so eager for her father's love makes them sad, although they have tried their best to do their best, but how can two women give a child a perfect home. Home, after all, still needs a pillar and a man.

"Professor Snape, you see, Annie likes you so much...... Angel is also difficult to say, after all, Snape is famous, his contributions to Potions are obvious to all, and he is the dean of one of the four major houses of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, so it can be said that he is the next deputy headmaster, and even a strong contender for the headmaster. After all, Professor Dumbledore is old, Vice Chancellor Professor McGonagall is no longer young, and the other two Deans are not as competitive as Snape.

And what about them? People who are not even pure in human blood are simply the most despicable group in the eyes of pure-blood wizards, and they are not even as good as the so-called "mudbloods", so what kind of face do they have to cling to pure-blood nobles?

"Dad, will you be my dad?" Annie's little hand pulled away Nina's trembling hand, "I have two mothers, I'm already happy, but I'm ......"

"Don't you like Anne, Anne will be very well-behaved......" Anne said this, looked at Snape, and lowered her head gloomily, "Professor Snape, I'm sorry Anne made you annoy......"

"I ......" thinks that he has been a double agent for Snape for so many years, and it can be said that he has seen all kinds of situations in the world, even in the face of Voldemort, he has never been so entangled.

Twenty-five years ago, he looked at the girl who was smiling at him and secretly vowed to give Lily a happy life; Twenty years ago, he watched Lily, who was fascinated by James, grit his teeth and study, and after graduation, he would propose to Lily with the best salary; Fifteen years ago, he looked at Lily, who was in love with James, and said to himself that Lily's happiness was his happiness, and he would protect her for the rest of his life and never marry in this life; Eleven years ago, he watched Lily protect Harry's peaceful face and burst into tears, and he would regret it for the rest of his life, and his goal in this life was only to avenge Lily.

Today, when he saw this naughty but excellent grades in his class, he called him dad the first time they met, and he called him until now, and suddenly changed his name and called him professor angrily, I don't know when the heart that had been frozen and silent for eleven years suddenly cracked.

"Professor Snape, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let's go back and cause you trouble." Angel looked at Anne who was crying silently with her head down, at this time her heart was also like a knife, the child's lack of father's love, they can never make up for it, just like the two of them, the desire for love, maybe hopeless in this life.

"Let's go." Nina took Anne's hand, wearing a down jacket, the round Anne bowed her head deeply, and from the back of her neck, you could see the handle of her wand. That's right, Anne carried her wand behind her back as a short stick, and even made a small harness herself to hold the wand in place.

Snape, however, sat still, his hand holding the butterbeer trembling slightly.

The distance between the Broken Silk Spell was only two meters, and Anne was already sitting opposite Snape and was almost on the edge, but at this time, Nina led her to stand up, and there was not much silk thread left on the ankles of the two, and Anne's feet couldn't move without taking a step, hanging in the air.

"Wait a minute." Snape didn't know what he was trying to do, but he dropped the money and followed, and the group walked out of the storefront, greeted by a cold wind and snow.

When they came, the four of them laughed and laughed, but they hurried back in less than half an hour, and they became silent, just going out, Anne was almost blown down, if it wasn't for Nina grabbing, maybe the cold wind was the last straw that overwhelmed this little girl.

As she walked, Anne suddenly stopped and looked up at Nina.

Snape himself was at the end of the line and stopped.

"Wow......" Anne opened her hand and hugged Nina, as if she couldn't hold back any longer, the piercing cry was indelible even in the cold wind, and the deep sadness was like a kitten abandoned by its owner, crying bitterly in the car of the shelter.

"Mom...... Mommy ......" Anne cried, and Nina picked her up and buried her face in Nina's shoulder, "Anne has no father...... Wow......"

Snape's gums clenched, and his cheeks felt a warm caressing, the wolfskin shawl was a gift from Anne.

Snape's only Christmas present in decades. Or rather, for the first time in his life, he received a gift other than Lily.

A little girl who is only eleven years old may have saved half a year to save enough money for this complete wolfskin shawl.

However, he broke her heart so much.

It's like the hurt heart I had eleven years ago.

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you, these are the words that Anne taught Malfoy in a class, and almost from that time on, Neville Longbottom was never teased by Malfoy again.

What about themselves.

The group walked silently to the door of Hogwarts Castle. Passing by Hagrid's hut, this brave man on the outside and delicate on the inside sat in the open air not in the auditorium, but in the open air, holding his teeth as if he were his only relative, watching the swaying flames of the fire, quietly enjoying the solitude in the biting cold wind.

Anne cried a lot, as if she was tired, lying in Nina's arms, tears still stained on her delicate little face, and the tip of her nose, which was red by the cold wind, twitched from time to time.

Snape stopped at the gates of Hogwarts Castle.

Nina also stopped at the tugging of Anne's feet, and looked back at Professor Snape.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to be her stepfather."