HP Approaches the Magical World

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

Whether under Voldemort or under Dumbledore, he is such a knife, and willingly.

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

It's a bit ridiculous to say.

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

What's more, it's such a terrible thing like love.

But who can control their lack of emotion?

Snape failed, so he became a tool at Dumbledore's mercy.

It was just to protect the child.

Sometimes he himself finds it ridiculous.

"Click."

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

The comatose Bayer sank like a dead body. Even with the help of magic, Snape didn't want to continue to carry the dark wizard.

It smells like America.

Snape frowned, threw the man to the ground, cast the Binding Curse and the Silencing Curse, then took Byer's wand and walked into the bathroom.

He had to clean himself up a little bit first.

The bathroom is small, with a mirror hanging over the sink, but nothing else.

Snape didn't like looking in mirrors.

Because when he sees himself in the mirror, he feels unhappy.

This face is too vicissitudes.

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

When did it become like this?

Snape couldn't remember why he had become like this, after she died, he lived by himself all these years, and he didn't even feel that there was anything wrong.

It's like the walking dead.

In addition to work and classes, it is to help Dumbledore deal with these things.

Nothing bad, of course.

Snape wiped the water off his face, stepped out, and sat down at the desk.

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

One is a young and lovely girl.

She is long dead.

The other looks much newer. It is an old lady planting flowers in a small garden.

She is a mother.

Mrs Prince.

Snape's mother.

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

Not being abandoned, but Snape's voluntary abandonment.

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

why?

That's what I did when I was young,

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

In short, he left his mother and never returned.

Of course he regretted it 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 he doesn't plan to meet him now.

Just take a peek from the dark, that's all.

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

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

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

This is the only family he has left,

So he hoped Mrs. Prince was safe,

Even, even he himself is not safe.

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

Next year is when that kid starts school.

He has to prepare in advance so that he can get into the role faster then.

But in fact, it is not necessary to deliberately enter.

I heard that kid looks a lot like that bastard Potter.

There is no need to deliberately mobilize emotions at all.

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

Already awake.

...

Bayer struggled to wake up.

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

The unstoppable throbbing pain in his head 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 succeeded.

Why did you have to kill that student?

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

He felt so aggrieved.

In fact, he didn't have to kill that student, it's just that the younger brother died here, and the teacher predicted that the younger brother's death was related to a Hogwarts student, so he had no choice but to find out who it was with so much effort. interfered with the whole plan.

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

Besides, just for a dead student, as for?

"Who told you that the student died?"

Snape relaxed the torture of Byer a little, allowing him to hear his own words clearly:

"What's more, Hogwarts is also a place where you American dark wizards can come and play wild?"

Looking at the dark wizard's ignorance, Snape found it funny——

It's just that he didn't really laugh, but intensified his torment for Bayer.

To deal with these dark wizards, simple Legilimency and Veritaserum are useless. Dark wizards have certain defensive measures. Sugar sacs hidden in their teeth are outdated methods. A slightly more powerful black wizard will basically know how to deal with them. Prepare a false memory.

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

Baier was engulfed by the sudden chanting of pain again.

He couldn't understand why Hogwarts, which is known as the cleanest place in Britain, would be so good at these black magic methods?

It's a pity that Kelly, who could explain all this to him, is dead, and Snape didn't have the desire to explain it to him.

He just wants to get out his words quickly and send people away.

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

What does that have to do with him?

To be a knife, one must have the awareness of a knife.

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

Baier, who was relieved from the pain again, looked at the man standing above him in horror, for fear that he would give him another blow.

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

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

"Come on, I'll take you to see Dumbledore."

Then, he was picked up again.