Su Shuang's world is collapsing [Comprehensive]

Only then did Liu Quan remember that Harry saw Snape's injured leg and became suspicious of him tonight.She hurriedly turned her head, just in time to see the door that was opened silently and half closed again, and Harry standing behind the door with a pale face and an expression of disbelief.

Snape didn't care to continue bandaging the wound, and forgot that his trousers were still rolled up above his knees; he hurriedly pulled down his robe to cover his injured leg.Poisoned arrows seemed to shoot from his eyes, as if they were going to nail Harry to the door.

Liu Quan's hands holding the bandages were frozen in the air.Harry's eyes flicked between the two people in the room, his expression of horror at the end of the world.Judging by his expression, he is probably overcompensated.

Liu Quan quickly stood up.

Snape's face contorted with anger.Harry couldn't breathe.

"I... I just... wonder if I can get my book back," Harry stammered, choking.

"Get out! Get out!" snapped Snape, looking terrified for a moment, as if he wanted to jump out of his chair and give Harry an Avada.

Liu Quan hastily stretched out a hand to hold his shoulder, preventing him from making any impulsive moves.Almost immediately, Harry's body shrank back behind the door, and they heard the patter of children's footsteps going away.

Harry probably ran away as fast as he could.

Snape gasped heavily, as if he was extremely angry, the whites of his eyes turned red.

Liu Quan thought about it awkwardly, walked to the door, closed the door again, walked back to Snape's side, hesitated for a moment, pointed at his leg with a wooden face and said, "Even if you want to put Ha Libert Avada is dead, and the wound must be bandaged first. Otherwise, you will have difficulty walking in a few days..."

Snape pursed his lips and glared at her angrily, with the word "reject" written all over his face.

Liu Quan was so angry and funny, he threatened him casually: "You don't want to wait for me to carry you to the cellar, do you, Severus?"

Who knew that this insincere threat would work instead.Snape gasped heavily, with a terrifying expression on his face. After pausing for a moment, he lifted up the robe he had put down earlier to cover his injured leg with a black face, and stretched out that injured leg in front of Liu Quan, stiffly Said with a straight face: "Finish your clumsy wound treatment quickly, and then go back to your Gryffindor Tower!"

Liu Quan was slightly taken aback, and quickly squatted down, gently and meticulously wrapped up the wound with a bandage, and tied a knot.The rosette made Snape look even worse.Then she stood up, clapped her hands, ignoring his bad look, leaned over and stretched out a hand to him with a smile.

"Come on, as the professor in charge of the night watch tonight, I think it's my duty to escort an injured colleague back to the office."

Snape stared at her fiercely, as if he was extremely angry, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Tomorrow is the Quidditch match. I believe we still have a lot to do, don't we?" Liu Quan continued in a good-tempered manner, his green eyes fixed on the distraught wizard in front of him.

"Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, huh? I'm expecting a good match tomorrow - on and off the pitch, eh?"

Snape avoided her eyes, put one hand on the nearby table, and struggled to get himself out of the chair, muttering something; Liuquan believed that it was not a good thing.

Snape then limped past her, avoiding her hand, and limped towards the door of the staff room.

Liu Quan did not insist on supporting him, but silently followed behind him.

In this way, they walked in tandem to the door of the potions office in the cellar.Snape had no intention of inviting Liu Quan in for a sit-down, nor did Liu Quan intend to challenge his endurance when he was injured.She shoved a crystal vial into his hand—it contained a blood tonic—and said simply, "Drink it. Then rest well. I won't be doing night watch for you for long, so you'd better get well soon." "

For a split second Snape looked like he had succeeded in being irritated by her words again.He pursed his lips, glanced sharply across her face, and suggested sarcastically, "Perhaps you could ask Albus to find someone else to take over?"

Liu Quan glanced at him when he heard the words, and replied blankly: "Do you mean Felius or Hagrid to watch the night? Or do you think Quirrell is a better candidate?"

Snape choked slightly.

Liu Quan stared at him, a soft smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips.

In this night full of all kinds of unexpected frights and shouts, the air was always full of little sparks of anger; now the smile on her lips was like a handful of warm water, dispelling those little sparks. They all went out silently.

"Ah, it's late at night." She raised her head and glanced at the already silent corridor.Curfew time had passed, and time-conscious Slytherins rarely ventured out for a night out.

"No matter which side wins tomorrow, I hope it will be an exceptionally good match." She turned back to look at Snape, her gaze was unusually calm and soft.

Snape avoided her sight, opened the door, walked in without looking back, and then slammed the door shut with a bang without looking.

The next day's game was indeed... er, unusual, but brilliant.

The Slytherin and Gryffindor battles in mid-air were not so much a ball game as a firefight.The brutal and dangerous actions of the two sides emerged one after another. Not only were the senior players knocked off their brooms frequently, but even a first-year student like Harry escaped bad luck several times.

But Harry's bad luck was far from over - his broom suddenly started shaking wildly and uncontrollably.

There was no doubt that this was Quirrell's fault, but the Gryffindor trio had already decided that Snape was the bad guy because of Snape's consistent hostility and the injury Harry had accidentally encountered last night.

This distorted and annoying physique really brought Snape a lot of trouble—for example, when he was concentrating on observing the mischievous Quirrell, and trying to spell and fight against Quirrell's methods, Snape The Miss Know-it-All of Ryffindor sneaked up to him, lit a fire with a little charm, and burned the hem of his robes.

Because Snape was too focused on the situation in the arena, it took about 30 seconds before he realized that he was on fire.He uttered a cry of shock and anger, and stood up quickly, intending to stamp out the small flames that were already burning fiercely.Almost immediately, Hermione hurried back down the row of seats to the Gryffindor stands as if nothing had happened.

During this time, Liu Quan was not idle either.She sat in the staff stand like the other professors, pretending not to notice that Quirrell walked around her tremblingly, trying to take a seat in the corner behind her—that is, in the last row.

Quirrell was sitting behind her now, and Snape was sitting diagonally in front of her.Liu Quan felt that this was simply wonderful.She guessed she was going to spend the whole game under the spell of pinching back and forth.

She didn't dare stop Quirrell from casting a jinx early -- that would have changed the course of the plot -- but she also didn't want to sit back and watch everyone be fooled by this good-looking villain who was good at disguising himself.As soon as a small flame sprang up from the hem of Snape's robe, she stood up with a whoosh, hopped around in feigned surprise and called, "Fire! Fire! Put it out!" and was about to draw her wand.

Her movements in trying to put out the fire were really big, and she jumped up from the chair even more violently. With Snape noticing that the hem of her robe was on fire, she also jumped up to step on the flames, and she pretended to be hit by him, She staggered and bumped into other people. As a result, almost all the people around and behind her were affected. Everyone couldn't stand stably. In the chaos, it was unknown which unlucky ghost knocked Quirrell from the chair to the ground.

Liu Quan took the opportunity to pull out his wand from the corner of his eye to confirm that Quirrell was lying under the chair. For a while, it was difficult to get up because he was stuck in the narrow gap between the two rows of chairs, and then he immediately used his wand with great satisfaction. Pointing at the corner of Snape's robe, he shouted, "Clear water is like a fountain!"

Hermione's spell was not difficult to break, Liu Quan only needed to repeat "clear water is like a spring" a few times and it was almost enough to extinguish that small flame.Liu Quan didn't bother to check Snape's situation or expression—probably there was nothing to describe it other than terrible—she immediately turned to Quirrell behind her.At this time, he had just been helped up from under the chair by the people next to him.

Liu Quan stared at him full of concern, looked him up and down, as if she thought that this small fall would break him, and was going to twist him to the school hospital at any time.With a touch of gallantry and modest concern, she asked him warmly if he was hurt anywhere.

Unlike usually stammering and trying to catch up with her, Quirrell didn't seem to want to talk to Lily Evans today.He stood up timidly, nodded at her indiscriminately, and almost immediately lowered his head and planned to sit back and continue watching the game, as if he was too concerned about the progress of the game to talk to her.

Liu Quan simply stepped over the row of chairs, sat down beside Quirrell enthusiastically, greeted him with a smile on his face, and asked him why he didn't sit on the stand over there.

"Sitting with the students will make you feel that this Quidditch match is more exciting!" She said with a smile, trying not to look at Snape's movements, and focused her eyes on Quirrell face, forcing him to stop chanting the curse at the same time.

"Oh no no no... I... I don't think they... don't welcome me..." Quirrell stammered back at her, rubbing his hands together as if nervous and embarrassed.

Liu Quan did not intend to let him go like this.

"It's okay, those students must welcome you very much! Don't misunderstand them, they just don't know how to vent the excess enthusiasm in their bodies—" She lied to her conscience, her eyes fixed on Quirrell's face, never giving him the slightest chance to disturb Harry by recasting the spell.

"No, no... that... since you like, like to sit... with the students, then, then... please do it, I... I will sit here by myself, also..." Quilo concluded He stammered and replied.

Liu Quan smiled.

"Speaking of which, today's weather is really nice," she suddenly changed the subject.But even though she was talking about the weather, her gaze never turned to the sky at all. "It's a good day for the students to wrestle on the court and yelp to let off some of their excess energy and, by the way, do some dangerous moves, isn't it?"

A muscle in Quirrell's face twitched.

At this moment, almost everyone in the stands suddenly stood up.Liu Quan and Qi Luo also stopped talking and looked at the focus of everyone's attention.

Harry was seen falling heavily from his Nimbus 2000.He put his hand over his mouth as if about to vomit - he landed on all fours - coughed and then made a nauseating sound - something golden fell into his palm.

"I caught the Snitch!" he yelled, swinging the ball high over his head.The game ended in chaos.

Liu Quan noticed that in front of her, Dumbledore was clapping, and he must have had a satisfied smile on his face - while Professor McGonagall let out an exclamation of joy.The next moment she turned her head like lightning, and glanced at Quilo next to her, only to see a strange look on his face, as if surprised, panicked, and disdainful.Then he noticed her gaze, and immediately tried to put on a look of joy on his face, shrugged at her, and spread his hands.

"These...these children!" He said, meeting her gaze, as if he was a little bit unable to lift his head from the scorching gaze of Lily's green eyes, his eyes flickered, and he squeezed out a slight A little timid smirk came.

"Indeed, it's exactly as you said... Today, it's... a suitable, er... day for competition!"

Then he nodded at her, muttered something like "I have something to do", turned and walked off the stands in a hurry.

Liu Quan stared at his back until it disappeared, and the smirk on his face that just echoed the story slowly subsided.

The next moment, she heard a cold snort.

"Aren't you going to join those hot-blooded and innocent Gryffindors in celebrating your ridiculous victory?"

For some reason, listening to that resentful voice, a small, wonderful detail that she remembered at the first sight when she watched the movie suddenly flashed in her mind.

In the movie, when Harry held up the Snitch and Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were laughing and applauding, the camera then showed Snape on the stand on this side.She dared to swear that she paused frame by frame and took a clear screenshot of that miraculous moment—Snape's face twitched for a while, and finally his expression stretched, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, forming an arc of a smile that didn't seem to exist line scene.

She took a screenshot of it at the time!Don't try to deny it, heh heh heh!If it wasn't for Gryffindor's victory - the head of Slytherin wasn't quite so virtuous - it was for Lily's son to be safe under his protection!

Therefore, Liu Quan unreservedly showed a big smile at Snape who had a smoky face.

"To celebrate is the success of our mission today, Severus." She replied after quietly casting the Silencing Charm.

Snape looked at her sternly.After a while, he turned his head and stared at the stadium which was still in chaos, mixed with the cheers and laughter of those little wizards.

The Slytherin stands were empty.But almost no one left the Gryffindor stands.The little wizards in their golden and red school robes are celebrating their victory—a victory that will last seven years from today, if not more.

"No," he said at last, "to protect this pompous troublemaker? And then wait for his self-righteous so-called 'friends'—a bunch of troublesome little trolls, really—to come and burn my Robes? You must be mistaken."

Then he strode down the steps of the grandstand, black robe billowing and furious, sweeping each step he took as if he wanted to give Gryffindor a full two hundred points.

Liu Quan stood behind him, but for some reason, he pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

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February 8:

I don't know why I have so much fuss today. . .Obviously aiming at [-] words every day【.

hhh so Harry misunderstood【No