Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Holiday life, everyone has their own way of living.Whether it is a fast-paced excitement or a slow-paced comfort, as long as you are satisfied with yourself, it is a valuable holiday.

Of course, this is based on the premise that life is full of surplus.

"Boom boom boom... boom boom boom..."

In the depths of the old brick house like a maze, knocking on the door reverberated in the narrow and cramped alley, breaking the oppressive silence.

After several consecutive days of rain, the temperature that should have entered summer dropped to a freezing state again. In addition, this almost abandoned residential area was sparsely populated, and even wanted to add a coat to it.

In the distance, a tall chimney thrusts straight into the sky, which is quite abrupt in the generally low brick room.The sewage in the river in the distance experienced several days of showers, and the smelly sludge churned up, quietly passing a disgusting smell along the evening breeze.

"Boom boom... boom boom..."

The knocking on the door continued, and it seemed that there was a meaning of swearing not to stop without knocking.In such a messy place, I don't know why an unexpected guest suddenly came.

This is Spider's Tail Alley, an old place that is both dark and stale.

I don't know how long it took, a dull male voice finally rang from the door, suddenly interrupting the seemingly never-ending knock on the door.

"Narcissa, go back! I no longer welcome the arrival of'guests'."

The voice was indifferent, cold, and without any politeness in it, and it bluntly expressed his attitude of rejection.The door did not open, not even a slit.

"Severus--" the person outside said weakly, holding on to the wooden door, "Severus, open the door... Draco needs your help..."

Although she was wearing an exquisite cloak with a hood, she hid her entire face in the shadows.But the name that the door called her just now revealed her identity-this is Narcissa Malfoy, Draco's mother who was just found back some time ago.

Narcissa's faintly imploring words seemed to silence Snape behind the door panel.But a few seconds passed, but the wooden door remained unopened.

"What happened to him?" Snape asked in a deep voice across the door.

"Oh... he, he has been having nightmares all this time, and I am worried that... you know... what terrible thing that person left him..."

It could be heard that Narcissa's voice was trembling, which was a manifestation of her gradually sinking into despair.The son suffers from unknown sufferings all night and all night in his sleep, which makes her mother, who is a mother, feel extremely heartbroken, wishing to replace the victim with herself.

"Then I should go to a therapist," Snape said immediately after a short meal. "Don't even say I am a defense professor now. Even before, my job was to teach a group of little kids at Hogwarts. , Rather than treating patients in Saint Mungo."

"No, Severus, I know your skills..." Narcissa tried to persuade, but in a blink of an eye, a sorrow came to her heart, and she couldn't help crying in her voice, "Severus, you must I have to help Draco...Remember? Lucius gave you a lot when he was going to school at Hogwarts..."

"Stop talking!" Upon hearing this, Snape's voice suddenly increased a lot. "Narcissa, you know, I have brought too much convenience to Lucius in the past few years. When Voldemort was rampant, I was even more... Narcissa, I don’t want to say so clearly, you know those things in your heart..."

Although he didn't finish the sentence, the meaning of it was quite clear.

Yes, when he was studying at Hogwarts, Lucius, as a senior, brought him a support for this impoverished mixed-race, which made him live a lot in his early years.But all this also paved the way for his miserable life after Lucius graduated.

Seriously, by now, every fragment of those days is what he tried to discard.Had it not been for the existence of Lily in the memory, he would have completely stripped those memories from his head and put them in a small test tube and sealed them forever.

"Oh..." Narcissa felt as if her heart was about to break. "Severus, save my poor child... please help him..."

When Narcissa couldn't hold back, the distress of her son and the grievances of family depression came to her heart at the same time, and the tears in her red eyes couldn't stop flowing down.

"Bang, bang—"

She lay on the mottled wooden door, slammed her fist twice, and then she fell off the door as if she had lost her strength.

And on the other side of the door, Snape stood there blankly, a pair of indifferent pupils faintly shining with complicated light.

He is a persistent and selfish man.

In the past, for an invisible and intangible love, he could grab all the chips that slipped in front of him, and the Malfoys were naturally one of them; but now, when Maca erases his meaningless share of love After the chase, his sister Tia became everything in his life.

He feels that his life is actually quite good now—in Hogwarts, he can be the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor who he has been obsessed with since he was a student; in this home, he can enjoy his childhood. I never felt the warmth of my loved ones.

In this case, a friendship with the Malfoy family who is heading for loneliness is obviously not what he needs for selfishness.

What's more, although Lucius was taken out of Azkaban by Maca, many people knew that the connection between him and Voldemort could not be undone.In the present and in the future, there won't be many people willing to get involved with the Malfoy family.

With Severus Snape's shrewdness, naturally he would not do that kind of thankless things.

"You...who are you?"

At the moment when Snape used silence instead of answering, trying to make Narcissa know the difficulties, a soft female voice suddenly sounded behind Narcissa.There was a little surprise in the voice, but more confusion and anxiety.

When Narcissa looked back abruptly and stared at the young woman not far behind her, accompanied by a soft "creak", the wooden door that seemed impossible to open in this lifetime opened.

"excuse me……"

Snape seemed quite polite in his words, but he was somewhat impatient in his actions. With a slight stroke, Narcissa pulled Narcissa back half a step, and he walked by himself.

"Tia," Snape grabbed the sister who was still in a state of confusion, dragged her and walked quickly inside the door, "Is it enough for today? It's time to go home..."

"Wait, wait—" "Boom."

Almost immediately after the reaction, Narcissa reached out to hold the wooden door, her hand was pinched by the door panel that closed quickly.To be honest, the force Snape used to close the door was really not light, and Narcissa immediately squatted down, clutching the fingers of her right hand.

This door was not closed after all, although the price of preventing it from closing seemed to be too great.

"Sever...Russ..." Narcissa gritted her teeth, not letting herself exhale in pain, "Please, please help Draco take a look... I can't just watch my child suffer so much. Go down..."

Snape turned around, lowered his head slightly, frowning tightly.After only a few seconds of pause, his hand reached the doorknob again, obviously he wanted to close the door again.

But this time, his hand was only half-stretched, and he was caught in his arms.

"... What happened to her... her child?" It was Tia who was talking. Although her expression was still cowardly, her life in Spider's End at least allowed her to talk to strangers. The sentence is complete, "Severus, can you help her? We should help people instead of shutting out trouble."

Her words really came from the heart and soul, and were transformed by her own personal experience.If she hadn’t been taken to the Old House of Black and received the help of many people, mainly Mrs. Weasley, now she would never have had such a safe life-she was always stunned, cowering, and even Found Snape's only surviving relative in the world.

This made her understand that to send warmth to those in need is also the meaning of life.

"Tsk..." Snape smacked his tongue lightly, and said impatiently, "Where did you hear this meaningless truth?"

"Yes, it's Mrs. Weasley and the others. They made me understand..." Faced with Snape's habitual indifference and impatience, Tia still seemed a little hard to cope with, but she still whispered. "You know, they helped me a lot... and... well, and Mr. McLean, he's always helpful."

"Huh," Snape snorted softly, automatically ignoring the last name, "Weasley? I should have guessed it, and only their family would meet. Everyone is enthusiastic like a fool..."

Of course, he obviously missed another point along the way-the Weasleys never gave him a good face when they saw him, and it was the same when they saw Narcissa and Lucius.

But after this contemptuous remark, Snape didn't reach out to close the door anymore, but suddenly turned around and walked into the room.

"Narcissa, come in and say--" He said coldly, "Bring the door shut by the way."

Narcissa didn’t know who was the young woman who was helping to speak, but seeing that Tia was able to talk next to the stubborn Snape, she immediately took off her hood and wiped the tears on her face. Ya nodded gently to thank.

Soon, with another creak, the wooden door finally closed again.