HP Approaches the Magic World

Since many years ago, Snape turned himself into a knife.

Whether under Voldemort or Dumbledore, he was such a knife, and he was willing to do so.

The former is because of ideals, and the latter is because of... love.

It's a bit ridiculous to say it.

A knife may not be sharp enough or strong enough, but it cannot have feelings.

What's more, love is such a fatal thing.

But who can control himself without emotions?

Snape failed, so he became a tool at the mercy of Dumbledore.

Actually just to protect that child.

Sometimes he even thinks it's ridiculous.

"Click."

The door lock opened slightly, Snape walked in with the person in his hand, and then closed the door.

The unconscious Byer was as heavy as a dead corpse. Even with magical assistance, Snape did not want to continue carrying the dark wizard.

My body smells like something from America.

Snape frowned, threw the person to the ground, cast the binding spell and the silencing spell, then took away Bile's wand and walked into the bathroom.

He had to clean himself up a little first.

The bathroom is small, with a mirror hanging above the sink and nothing else.

Snape didn't like looking in the mirror.

Because when he sees himself in the mirror, he will feel unhappy.

This face is too vicissitudes of life.

After washing his face, Snape looked at the face in the mirror that was completely different from before, and shook his head.

When did it become like this?

Snape couldn't remember why it became like this. After her death, he lived alone like this for these years, and he didn't even feel anything was wrong.

Just like the walking dead.

Apart from work and classes, I just help Dumbledore with these things.

Nothing wrong with that, of course.

Snape wiped the water from his face, walked out, and sat at the desk.

There is an unfinished book on the table, and two photos in the corner.

One picture is of a young and cute girl.

She is already dead.

The other one looks much newer, showing an old lady planting flowers in a small garden.

She is a mother.

Mrs. Prince.

Snape's mother.

It's just that we haven't seen each other for many years.

It was not abandonment, but Snape's voluntary giving up.

After leaving his father and becoming a child in a single-parent family, he almost actively "abandoned" his mother.

why?

That was something I did when I was young and energetic.

Maybe it's because of poverty, maybe because I'm angry at my mother's cowardice,

In short, he left his mother and never returned.

Of course he regretted these years, but he no longer had the idea of ​​disturbing his mother's life.

He didn't bother him when he was a dark wizard, and now he has no intention of meeting her.

Just taking a look from the dark would be fine.

In the past, he was a dark wizard and could not have anything to do with his mother. Now that he has deserted the Dark Lord and came to Hogwarts, he has to be even more concerned about the followers of the Dark Lord who are hiding in the dark.

Those crazy people who have no scruples are the ones really worth fearing.

Because they will kill his relatives just because they feel happy.

This is the only relative he has left,

So he hoped Mrs. Prince was safe,

Even if he himself is not safe.

Snape looked at the photos blankly for a while, and finally put away both photos.

That child will enter school next year.

He has to prepare in advance so that he can enter the role faster when the time comes.

But actually, it’s not necessary to enter deliberately.

I heard that kid looks a lot like Bastard Potter.

There is no need to deliberately arouse emotions at all.

Snape smiled coldly, cleared away the things on the table, and then looked at the person lying at his feet.

Already woke up.

…

Bayer struggled to wake up.

The place where he lay was cold and hard, definitely not the soft bed he usually slept on.

The throbbing pain in his head that couldn't stop made him unable to concentrate at all.

In order to kill the student as soon as possible, he added a lot of spiritual power to the pocket watch, and he also remembered that the black magic stored in the pocket watch two days ago had been successful.

Why must we kill that student?

He heard a voice in his head ask, and he wanted to answer, but he couldn't open his mouth.

He felt so aggrieved.

In fact, he didn't insist on killing the student, but his junior brother died here, and the teacher predicted that his junior brother's death was related to a Hogwarts student. He had no choice but to spend so much effort to find out who it was.

It interfered with the entire plan.

If he doesn't kill that student, he won't be able to explain it to him when he goes back!

Besides, it’s just for a dead student, so what?

"Who told you that the student died?"

Snape relaxed his torture a little, allowing him to hear his words clearly:

"Besides, Hogwarts is also a place where you American dark wizards can come and run wild as you please?"

Seeing the ignorance of this dark wizard, Snape found it funny——

But he didn't really laugh, but intensified his torture of Bayer.

To deal with these dark wizards, simple Legilimency and Veritaserum are useless. Dark wizards all have certain defensive methods. Hiding sugar pouches in teeth is an outdated method. A slightly more powerful dark wizard can basically do it.

Prepare a false memory.

Apart from his specialty in Potions, these are the things Snape is best at.

Bayer was swallowed up by the sudden pain again.

He couldn't understand why Hogwarts, known as the cleanest place in Britain, was so good at these dark arts?

Unfortunately, Kelly, who could answer all this for him, is dead, and Snape has no desire to explain it to him.

Now he just wants to take out all the words quickly and send the person away.

Dumbledore didn't know what he wanted to do if he wanted people alive, and he wouldn't ask.

What does that have to do with him?

As a sword, you must have the consciousness of being a sword.

However, even if it is a knife, not everything can be seen.

Bayer, who had recovered from the pain again, looked at the man standing above him in horror, fearing that he would do it to him again.

The man's face was full of disgust, and he could even see his own reflection lying paralyzed on the ground in the man's eyes, trapped by magic and unable to speak, so he kept twisting.

And the man's voice was as cold as a piece of ice.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see Dumbledore."

Then, he was picked up again.