harry potter book of crimes

The group of three people from the United States finally left. The backs that stepped out of the community looked a bit dingy and not very impressive. After all, even if they just had to do it smoothly, they had injured a Hogwarts student's leg before.

Things are always facts, and they cannot be justified after all.

However, John Stewart and his entourage left as soon as they left. McGonagall, Snape and others who watched...or "escorted" them away were not in a good mood at all, and there was no sense of relief that the crisis was over.

.

Of course, their thoughts at the moment are also different.

For Minerva McGonagall, even if this infiltrator incident that seemed to be a misunderstanding had not happened in the community at this time, she would not be able to relax; and for Snape, the reason

It's completely different - because those three people came specifically to see him from the beginning of their trip!

"Hey, what are those guys from the Stewart family doing here to see you? This matter is related to you from beginning to end. Even if it is really just a 'private matter', you don't reveal even a word, so it seems that you have some explanation.

Why don’t you go?”

After sending the three Johns off, Sirius caught a glimpse of Snape who was silent and seemed to be planning to walk back, but he couldn't help but stopped him.

How could Snape answer honestly when faced with a question from Sirius, his mortal enemy?

"Professor McGonagall hasn't asked me yet, so it's your turn to ask?" He suddenly turned around and glared at Sirius expressionlessly.

"Tsk," Sirius clicked his tongue, feeling a little unhappy, "Professor McGonagall's trust is not your selfish capital, Snotlout, don't be so shameless!"

Just as he was about to say this a few more words, Minerva herself reached out to stop him, stopping him from making even more unforgiving and unforgiving words.

"Sirius." Minerva waved her hand, and then looked at Snape's back as he strode back like Sirius, and said with some hesitation, "Severus has never been a person without sense of measure in important matters.

, Albus also mentioned this at the beginning... This time he kept the truth in his heart and never spoke out, so he must have difficulties, so there is no need to force him like this."

Now that Minerva has said this, Sirius naturally can't continue to bite Snape tightly and not let go. After thinking about it, he can only put this matter aside for the time being. After all, he came here with the intention of

It came formally, and the purpose was not in this matter from the beginning.

So, Sirius soon changed the topic again, and while walking back with Minerva, he once again talked about the chaotic situation on the German side of the second battlefield.

At the same time, on the other side...

Snape always walked very quickly. While Sirius and Minerva were still talking and walking on the way, he had already strode back to his residence. When passing by his potions laboratory, he

I just paused and thought about it, and found that I still hadn't completely calmed down after all, so I simply didn't go in.

"Chi——"

After entering the simple and even shabby temporary bedroom, Snape sat down at the desk under the window and reached out to open the drawer.

Most of the important things are placed in locked personal suitcases, while the less important ones, such as those semi-finished potions, experimental tools and potion materials, are almost all placed in the laboratory next door. Almost everything is stored in the bedroom.

No - he doesn't even come here to sleep every day, but usually chooses to spend the night on the bed in the laboratory.

When he opened the drawer, he just pulled out a roll of parchment, and by the way, he could see that there weren't even a few things inside.

However, after placing the parchment on the table and smoothing it, he made no subsequent moves, which made him look a little dull.

"Um……"

A slightly unclear groan came from Snape's throat, but if someone heard it, they would definitely be able to detect the undisguised annoyance... and at the same time, the undisguised annoyance.

Soon, I saw Snape reaching out several times to try to get the black quill placed in the long box on the table, but he stopped and took it back every time.

After coming here a few times, he was probably a little impatient, so he simply leaned back on the chair behind him, closed his eyes slightly and began to take a nap.

It can be seen from the untied wrinkles between his brows that the thoughts swirling in his heart have never stopped.

"It's...annoying!"

He didn't know how long it had passed, maybe just a few dozen seconds, or a few minutes - Snape, who hadn't paid attention to the time since he entered the room, didn't know. He only knew that this matter seemed to be getting more and more complicated the more he thought about it.

, really annoying.

In the end, he still didn't write a single letter on the parchment.

“Tuk-tuk-tuk.”

At this moment, three soft knocks on the door came from behind, which finally gave him a chance to temporarily put aside his worries. He turned his head slightly and looked at the closed door and said:

"who?"

"Professor Snape... I am Greengrass. Professor Flitwick said that the access control has been lifted, so... it should be time for class... Our next class is Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Listening to what the girl outside said intermittently with some hesitation and caution, Snape on the seat was slightly startled - yes, it's time for class. He was full of things on his mind at the moment, so he put this aside.

I completely forgot about it.

After being stunned for a moment, Snape returned to his usual calmness and then said:

"I know, I'll sort out my things and go there...you guys go to the temporary classroom to gather first."

"Okay, Professor."

Hearing that Snape seemed to be in a good mood, the girl named Greengrass responded quickly, and then heard her deliberately gentle footsteps gradually disappearing.

Snape in the room couldn't help but frown again at this moment - he didn't even notice the approaching footsteps just now, which was indeed a bit too careless.

After shaking his head slightly and reminding himself secretly, Snape also backed away from his chair and stood up.

There was nothing to sort out, because it was originally an excuse to deal with students. But after subconsciously glancing at the table, Snape couldn't help but drowsed when he saw the blank parchment on the table.

In fact, what he had been hesitating about just now... was just a simple matter like "should I write a letter?" As for the person to whom he was writing, it was naturally the sister Tia he had accidentally acquired in recent years.

"snort."

Snape snorted with unknown meaning, and did not clean up the things on the table. He just took a book from the bookshelf next to him and walked out of the room with a cold expression.

With a bang, the door closed.