HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

"Where is your Headmaster?" Professor Snape's mood has stabilized, and he is not as violent as when he yelled at Professor Dumbledore just now, but his expression and face are not very good. When he frowned and sat on the sofa, he rubbed it with his hands. own forehead.

He felt a throbbing pain there.

"Professor Dumbledore has gone back." This was the first conversation between Teal and Professor Snape in a long time. It was only after Teal spoke that he realized that this was actually not a difficult thing. However, she held the candy jar in her arms and did not look at Professor Snape.

She didn't know what expression to use to face Professor Snape, and she didn't sit back on the small sofa against the wall, she just stood there.

Professor Snape opposite seemed to sneer, but it was so gentle that Till even wondered if it was an auditory hallucination when he was in a daze.

I don't know how much time passed, but when Till thought that Professor Snape had fallen asleep while sitting, Professor Snape spoke again: "You can leave too, I don't need anyone here."

Of course Till wanted to leave. Facing Professor Snape alone gave her a feeling of being at a loss. However, she may have some rebellious psychology. The more Professor Snape asked her to leave, the less she would leave. He directly raised his head and glared at Professor Snape before retreating and sitting on the small sofa.

Her posture made it clear that she would not leave easily.

And, how could she leave? She didn't even know whether Professor Snape was in Scotland or England!

Seeing that Till was unwilling to leave, Professor Snape seemed to have something in his slightly lowered eyes, but soon he began to irritate Till with a sarcastic laugh and urged her to leave: "What? Miss Emery?" Do you really like being a guest in other people's homes so much? It's a pity that my place is small and there is nothing to entertain you. You can only hold your broken jar and sit and watch your annoying Potions Professor."

"Do you have to be so ugly when you speak? Professor." Till hugged the jar tightly. The sweet aroma of candy came out through the jar, but it could not appease her heart that was gradually filled with anger. "Isn't everything in front of your eyes?" Anyone who appears must have ulterior motives, and must be annoying to you?"

Thiel has wanted to ask Professor Snape these words for a long time. No matter how he showed kindness to Professor Snape, Professor Snape would always have his own set of standards that would devalue all of Thiel's good intentions.

Till has had enough!

Till stood up suddenly, threw the jar on the sofa, and in a few seconds, she was in front of Professor Snape: "Professor, Professor Dumbledore is right, we really need to have a good talk. "

"Why do you always face us with cold words, why do you always use the greatest malice to speculate on others, why..." Till took a deep breath. She was obviously questioning Professor Snape, but she felt that her nose was sour and she was about to cry. But it was herself, "Why can't you just trust me?"

Till's voice hit Professor Snape's ears one after another. Professor Snape raised his head blankly and looked at the girl standing in front of him, who had grown much taller. Her silver-white eyes were filled with red. Silver and red were completely different but intertwined, impacting his heart just like her words.

"Why?" Professor Snape murmured, and soon he came to his senses again. He tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth, "Do I need to explain to you the reasons for what I want to do?"

Till amplified his voice and almost screamed: "That's how you push all of us who want to get along with you away!"

"I don't need it! I can live well alone!"

"You're just tough-talking!"

"So what!"

Professor Snape stood up and yelled at each other. At this time, they were not teachers and students, nor close friends in potions. They were just venting their dissatisfaction and grievances to each other.

But soon, Teal felt that something was wrong with Professor Snape. The smell of blood on his body became very strong, and the white gauze on his arm was quickly spread by the dark color. His already pale face became even more bloodless under the candlelight.

Professor Snape's figure began to sway, and it was obvious that he was trying to hold on to his feet.

"Professor?" Everything in Till's mind was cleared. She just instinctively cared about Professor Snape and reached out her hand to support him.

Professor Snape waved away Till's hand, then took a few steps back: "You don't need to worry about it."

"You are so stubborn now!" Teal glared at Professor Snape fiercely. The weak Professor Snape was no match for Teal's strength and was dragged upstairs by Teal.

Following the direction he had seen when he went upstairs, Teal pushed open the door of the master bedroom. He didn't bother to look at this bedroom, which was completely proportional to the simplicity of the living room downstairs, and pushed Professor Snape into the room. on the bed.

Professor Snape was seriously injured. He hadn't eaten anything early in the morning and was experiencing severe mood swings. He couldn't hold on when he went up the stairs just now. Even if his whole body was covered tightly with a quilt by Teal, Tier grabbed his injured right hand to treat the wound, and he didn't have the slightest strength to resist.

Even when Till frowned and checked Professor Snape's wound, and briefly helped and treated it, Professor Snape had already passed out.

"Really..." Till also didn't expect that the increasingly fierce quarrel between himself and Professor Snape would end up being unable to proceed due to Professor Snape's physical condition.

However, the anger in his heart has been relieved, and Till's eyes are much calmer now when he looks at Professor Snape.

Till stood up and glanced around the room. After hesitating for a moment, he used his handkerchief to wipe the painful cold sweat on Professor Snape's forehead.

Teal didn't understand the layout of Professor Snape's house, and he couldn't find a suitable towel in the room, so Teal had to make do with his own handkerchief.

At worst, Till won't be using it anymore.

The veil quickly became wet with sweat, and Tier curled his lips: "Since you are a patient, I will take care of you for a while."

Even if Professor Snape was left alone in this state, Teal was worried even if he no longer wanted to stay. Just take care of Professor Snape for a while, wait until he wakes up and ask where this place is, and then leave with peace of mind.

Teal found an iron basin on the table that could catch water. He didn't bother to ask the system to set up a magic barrier for him. He directly picked up Professor Snape's wand placed next to the pillow and conjured a basin of cold water.

After being washed in the water, the handkerchief was brought to a cold temperature. Thiel did not feel sorry for Professor Snape. When he wiped the blood next to the wound on his arm, he could feel Professor Snape's slight shrinkage.

I don't know if it's cold or painful.

Till hummed softly, but in the end he took his movements lightly.

Snape, who was in a coma, quickly relaxed his frown.