Chapter 152: The Beginning

Connor's voice wasn't loud, at least not to the point where the entire hallway could be heard.

But the moment it landed in Snape's ears and was received and understood by his brain, he felt like he was in the middle of some kind of supernatural magic.

A violent explosion swept and engulfed him.

It's just that he's long been accustomed to completely hiding all his thoughts through a profound closed magic.

Regardless of the mood, these were completely separate from the emotions displayed by his countenance.

He was silent, his mind split into two very different parts.

One is reminiscing in the depths of his heart, and the other is dealing with the difficult boy in front of him, like Dumbledore.

However, the boy named Connor didn't continue to ask anything.

When Snape's hollow eyes looked over, he didn't make a sound, just closed his eyes and recuperated.

That youthful appearance made Snape uncomfortable, but it brought him rare peace.

This tranquility gradually made his mind, which had been cut in two, become one.

The kind of enclosed magic that was enough to make people cold as a stone continued, and Snape felt like a treasure collector who had a completely enclosed house inside him.

After closing all the doors and windows, he slowly took out his most cherished treasure from a precious treasure box.

Gradually, a girl's smile came to mind.

She has a bright smile and beautiful eyes.

From a long time ago, when he felt irritable, he could see her when he walked out of the house, under the tree, and her beautiful gaze always made him relax.

Together, they then receive an offer to the wizarding world.

He still remembers how happy he was at that time – they were people of the same world and that they would have a lot of common language.

Severus Snape thought so.

Lily Evans is the closest person to him and will be there for each other in the future.

It's just that everything changed later.

From the time he entered Hogwarts, the Sorting Rite Frenzes separated completely, and the Slytherin environment oppressed him...... No, maybe that's not oppressive in itself.

He was a born Slytherin himself.

Keep climbing up to teach those who look down on him a lesson.

Study your favorite potions and dabble in the dark things that ordinary people keep away.

Then, they drifted apart.

The smiling, smiling eyes that should have been gone away, and every time they met, he could see the heartache and helplessness revealed in them.

Eventually, it turned into loss and despair.

Suddenly, the beautiful eyes he remembered changed, and it showed a different look that was not the girl's.

It was hatred, a hatred that wanted to eat him alive but tried to restrain it.

That gaze brought him straight back to a night he absolutely didn't want to recall.

Everything was gone, and things were going in the direction he least wanted to see.

It's as if the whole life is an empty dream, with no meaning.

In the entire enclosed room, he was the only one standing in a daze.

finally came back to his senses, but found that the treasure he had always cherished could no longer be called flawless.

A rift called Reality spreads above, as if to shatter it completely.

I want to fix it, I want to bring it together, but I don't know what to do.

Eventually, a clear phoenix chirp echoed.

The darkness had been dispelled, as if it had been scorched by flames, and Snape's vision was back to normal.

I don't know when, the phoenix has come to their side.

But it's clear that Fox isn't aiming at him.

The beautiful phoenix spun around, and landed on the boy's shoulder with a flame that did not burn, which provoked the displeasure of his other pet.

"Meow!! Moo!! ”

Wait, isn't this a cat, why did you seem to hear a cow bark before?

No matter how calm and calm Snape usually was, he couldn't help but glance at the fluffy 'scarf' twice.

The flames of the phoenix, which obviously did not burn the people who approved it, left a scorched black mark on its originally beautiful silver-white tail, like a trace of dirt on the pure white and flawless jade.

"What message did the headmaster pass on?"

Seeing the boy teasing the phoenix, Snape couldn't help but ask.

"What else?"

Looking up, Connor's expression suddenly became strange.

Not bothering to hide his emotions at all, he almost had his opinion of Dumbledore written on his face entirely.

"The old man ran away."

Connor said angrily.

"I'll leave it to us what you say...... Anyway, it's like this, and he can't spit out any ivory from his dog's mouth. ”

But complaining is complaining, and you can't just give up when you're ready to fly.

"You have to shoot an arrow, Professor Snape, and I think the news of the Headmaster's departure will spread soon."

Although the Ministry of Magic will not directly shirk house arrest this time, it will at least have a day.

Present, investigate, testify!

On the surface, the principal does nothing more than these things.

Although it was only a weekend away for a while, it was enough to make waves in the eyes of some people.

"What? Headmaster Dumbledore was taken away? ”

When they got the news like this, Harry in the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom was instantly shocked.

"No, if Headmaster Dumbledore wasn't in the school, then Snape would definitely do it."

The three children all turned their attention to Quirrell, hoping that he would be able to respond a little.

At the very least, he should tell them what to do.

But just as they were thinking so, they saw the professor get up in a solemn manner.

"Alright, boys, all you should do now is go back to your dorm...... No, it's supposed to be at the Quidditch pitch, you still have a game to watch. ”

"What about you, professor?"

"Me? Of course I'm going to stop Snape. ”

Quirrell spoke slowly.

After taking a sip of the drink he had brought with him, he slowly drew his wand.

"Alright kids, thank you so much for your help during this time."

Eventually, his eyes were fixed on Harry.

"I also appreciate your trust......"

There seems to be other meanings in these seemingly ordinary words.

But before the children could ask anything more, Professor Quirrell strode out of the classroom.

That kind of momentum, I want to say that I want to take the warriors who belong to their own ends.

And this means that this hilarious show is coming to an end.