HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

I don't think so.

Licoris answered in her mind.

Professor Snape only had endless regret in his heart for the irreparable consequences of his actions, and now he loved and hated Harry Potter.

What he loves is the green eyes he inherited from Lily, and what he hates is that his face looks exactly like James Potter's.

With spikes raised, Equality dislikes every noisy "brat" student, except Gryffindors, who are particularly disliked.

Professor Snape's heart is an ice that never melts.

Become his goddaughter yourself? Are you kidding me?

Severus Snape heard the girl's answer.

Are you serious? Probably, I have heard those nicknames before.

Cold-blooded old bat.

There was a long silence, like the previous scene repeating itself.

Severus Snape was also looking forward to it when Albus Dumbledore mentioned this suggestion.

It seems okay if the goddaughter is like her.

So he didn't refuse, just asked her opinion.

Dumbledore saw the girl's hesitation and asked the same question.

"Do you hate him?"

Hate Professor Snape?

If I were a Gryffindor, I would be annoyed and would have points deducted at every turn.

But I am a Slytherin, and the professor never deducts Slytherin points, except for confinement.

If you look at it from your own perspective and ask yourself, he is very kind to you.

It is the professor's responsibility to take himself to buy learning supplies. But lending money to yourself is not something that a professor must do.

He had a quarrel with Pansy before, but he didn't favor the other party. The other party was from a pure-blood family, unlike himself who was weak and weak.

Also, the invisibility potion.

Expensive raw materials are not part of the potion techniques learned by first-year students. He just helped when he needed it.

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Forget it, no more.

I am not a reader now, but a person who reads books.

Everything should be done from the heart, based on your own will.

Severus Snape was silent for so long, thinking she would refuse the professor.

"Headmaster, I like Professor Snape very much, and I am willing to be his goddaughter." Lycoris said firmly, looking at the kind little old man in front of her with her brown eyes, "If Professor Snape is not willing, Don’t push him.”

"How do you know I've asked Severus?" Dumbledore was a little surprised.

Isn't this obvious?

A teacher and a student. You must first ask the person in the higher position before asking the person in the lower position.

"Professor...what do you say?" the girl said hesitantly, as if she was afraid that Dumbledore would say some sad answer.

Licoris guessed that he probably didn't refuse.

"Severus agreed." Dumbledore stroked his beard, "He asked me to ask your opinion."

I knew it.

Maybe she’s still eavesdropping, Lycoris thought to herself.

Isn’t this the case in most TV series and movies? Hear the truth or something.

"Professor Snape, no..." Lycoris thought for a moment and changed her words, "The godfather chose me, and I will firmly choose the godfather."

"Good boy, take your plan and go back. I want to tell Severus the good news."

Lycoris took the plan handed over by Dumbledore, saw the signature on the last page, and happily thanked her.

"Thank you, principal."

Dumbledore had just stood up and was about to call Severus to see what his expression was, when he suddenly saw the girl turning around again.

"Principal, my father chose me once, and I will choose him every time."

Licoris smiled brightly.

"Don't bully your father. After all, I will protect you unconditionally."

"Good night, principal." After Licoris finished her boast, she walked away.

"This little girl." Dumbledore shook his head, "Did you hear that? Silver."

heard it.

Severus Snape was not deaf.

I didn't expect that she would give this answer after being silent for so long.

With her last words, did she guess that she was here?

She didn't know she was here and told the principal to protect her shortcomings.

A man is small but ambitious, and all he wants is a plan.

She knew she was here, telling herself that she would protect herself.

How could she know she was here? He did not show his face, and the professor showed no trace of his existence.

"You two, father and daughter, are exactly the same. You suddenly fell silent and didn't speak." Dumbledore patted the young man on the shoulder, "Your daughter said she would choose you every time."

Every time?

Will I also be firmly chosen by others?

Severus Snape wasn't sure.

Because it never has.

The mother chose him between herself and that person.

He was obviously a wizard, but he was abused at home. She endured everything without resisting, which she shouldn't have done.

Lily chose James Potter between herself and him.

We've known each other since childhood, but we separated because we chose different paths...

Severus Snape remained silent, and Dumbledore didn't know what he was thinking.

"Go back and rest well." Dumbledore waved his hand and told the young man to go back to sleep.

Severus Snape didn't know how he got back to his room.

Is that all you have to have a daughter?

This was his first time as a father and he didn't know how to raise his daughter.

The same person who didn't know how to get back to the dormitory was Licoris.

She lay still on the bed with the parchment within reach.

Is that all you have to have a godfather?

Unbelievable.

It seems like I have a bond with my magical world.

Licoris turned over and lay on the bed.

She has always felt that she is a duckweed destined to wander and come to this world that does not belong to her.

Trying to blend in doesn't work.

In person, he is Master Malfoy's follower, a student who works hard enough to satisfy the professor, and...

The talent is the real her.

After the fireworks burned, the splendor dissipated, leaving behind choking smoke and a mess of waste paper shells.

A line of clear tears fell from the girl's cheek, and she pulled up the pillow and covered her face.

A muffled voice came from under the pillow, indulge once, just once.

The nerves that had been tense for too long suddenly relaxed, and Licoris couldn't help but cry.

Can I really trust myself?

Can I choose him?

Licoris is rational, she even limits the time for crying. Don't be weak for too long, she is Licoris.

The girl got up and sat at the desk. Pick up a blank piece of paper and start writing something.

On the left, there are the benefits of having Professor Snape as your godfather. On the right, is the bad side.

One body and two sides, dialectical thinking.

Some things are chain reactions.

Licoris's eyes were slightly swollen, but her pupils were as bright as if they had been washed.

The left side of the paper in my hand is obviously longer than the right.

She looked at the paper and fell into deep thought. After a while, she sighed.

Lycoris lit the piece of paper and threw it into the clay triangle under the crucible, watching it turn into black ash little by little.

There had obviously been something burning inside before, something she had written about Pansy's plan last time.

The flames in the clay triangle had gone out, and there was a little fire in her heart.