There is no other person in Hogwarts who can show off such a demeanor.
Ani and Hermione made an appointment to meet at the gate of the castle after lunch, and left with Snape.
The topic they wanted to talk about was not suitable for the public. They both tacitly agreed not to speak and hurried downstairs.
The underground corridors of Hogwarts were still the underworld as always. Those torches did not provide sufficient illumination. Instead, the restless flames made the shadows dance distorted and wild.
If it were Satan who was walking here instead of Ernie or Snape, he would definitely give the arrangement in front of him a high score.
Maybe when we go back, we will mobilize people to find out who designed this place, and then dig out that guy's soul to work for him.
Aini has long wanted to discard the torches on both sides and install a row of chandeliers in the corridor. Living in this environment for a long time will have no positive impact on the children.
It's a pity that the lower levels of authority belong to Slytherin, and even Dumbledore has difficulty adjusting the layout here.
Entering Snape's studio, Ani walked to the square table in the southeast corner with ease. When he saw the sofas placed opposite each other, his heart felt warm.
There was only one couch when he first arrived, and the layout of the studio had changed little in the previous ten years.
"I'm still a little used to not seeing the crucible here." Ani looked at the empty workbench. Because he had been away for a long time, Snape put away all the utensils.
"I just came back, and I haven't had time to decorate it yet." Snape looked at the scattered workbench beside him, thinking that it was going to be busy here soon.
After silently calculating the list of things that were difficult to avoid, even though he enjoyed brewing potions, he still felt a little nervous - that was the passionate call from 007.
Perhaps, we can take this "opportunity" to provide extracurricular tutoring to gifted students? N.. The title of sprinting before the exam sounds good.
Snape lowered his head and fiddled with a Muggle-style coffee grinder, which was a gift from another friend before leaving Edinburgh at noon today.
"Ani, will we succeed?" Snape did not raise his head, and his deep voice revealed unconcealed or unconcealed anxiety and exhaustion.
A friend across from him was stunned for a moment. Ever since they first met a few years ago, Sifu has given people the impression of being confident, arbitrary and tough. He has never been seen as weak as he is now.
Aini searched for words in his mind, not knowing how to comfort him or even whether he should speak.
Maybe the other party didn't want to seek answers from him. As a personal participant, Snape knew the progress and prospects of the experiment very well.
Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Snape grabbed the handle of the coffee grinder and slowly shook it, followed by the same slow tone.
"We have been working without sleep and food for two months, and I have to admit that there are indeed many genius ideas among Muggles. E told me that the only thing I need to worry about is public opinion, and the results will be seen within a year."
Aini frowned slightly when he heard this. That's not what the report materials sent by Breath of Nature said. Even if there was more financial support, it would take two to three years to complete the project.
This still won't get stuck at a key node.
However, he didn't think much about it. Maybe it was just that the institute was too optimistic.
"But when I saw hope, I found that I was not prepared. It could be said that I was completely unprepared. Maybe I had been muddling along for so long that I had forgotten how to plan for the future."
Snape fiddled with the pot and suddenly asked: "Ani, do you have any plans for your future life?"
plan?
Eat, sleep, play Tom?
Or eating, sleeping, or petting the cat?
To be honest, he really didn't have a complete plan.
Regarding Breath of Nature, he pointed out a general direction with a vision that was ahead of the times, and Ms. Cappe was responsible for the specific planning and implementation.
And my own life...
Coming to teach at Hogwarts
Before, I was hanging out with little cuties every day. Wouldn’t it be nice to just start masturbating? How can you think of any plans?
When I arrived at Hogwarts, my plans couldn't keep up with the rapid changes. Most of the time, I just took it one step at a time and tried to make mistakes as I saw them.
Most of them are short-term plans, life plans, etc. I haven't really thought about it.
"Neither did I. I thought that the rest of my life would be to stay in this studio, exploring the secrets of potions, until I went to another world." Snape laughed at himself, and he already knew the answer from Aini's silence.
"When I was in your grade, I was very obsessed with black magic. At that time, I regarded the exploration of magic as a lifelong pursuit, until..."
Snape was silent again, and for a moment the only sound was the dripping of coffee.
"That person never appeared again. I knew he would not die so easily. But the irony is that when I regained the courage in my heart, I only had one chance left to face him."
As he spoke, Snape handed over the coffee he had brewed, and Ani saw his eyes for the first time.
There is the obsession that has not yet dissipated, the regret of not understanding people, the shame of feeling weak, and the dissociation after remembering the sorrow and death. All kinds of unsavory pasts were woven together to form Severus Snape.
In the original trajectory, the light chaser who was so infuriating and disgusting before his identity was revealed, and so pitiful and heart-wrenching after the truth was revealed, walked calmly on the side of the abyss. Because he had no love in his life, he was able to walk alone on that path. Take a leisurely stroll on the trails.
"I began to hate myself, hate black magic and everything related to it. During that initial period, I even refused to use magic spells..."
Ani picked up the coffee and took a sip. It was extremely bitter, but what followed was an unexpectedly fragrant aroma.
Most wizards can only make a salad that tastes unspeakable after being freed from magic. The magic that pervades daily life makes life easier and allows them to escape from it.
The unique aroma of this cup of hand-ground coffee seemed to make Ani travel through time and space and see the clumsy but persistent figure after giving up magic.
Maybe Snape was immersed in potions after that. In addition to his own talent and love, there was also someone who had an amazing talent in potions. They had many topics and memories in this regard.
As for the obsession to become a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, it may be more that he just wants to face Voldemort's methods, resist him openly, and use his life to dispel the haze that once enveloped his heart.
However, fate played a trick on him, and in order to protect the son of the one he loved, he still chose to give up resistance until facing Shekou on the eve of the decisive battle, and allowed Nagini's fangs to pierce his neck.
In the end, he failed to achieve his wish. After seeing the bloody snake fang, Voldemort may have felt a trace of regret for missing a loyal servant in his heart, but there was no such thing as Snape expected. of anger and annoyance.
Snape failed, but he was willing and succeeded in protecting Lily's son.
He has no regrets!
Even though the sky was about to break, I fell before dawn...
