Professor of LVSS is so cute

"Dean...I..." Severus was dumbfounded. The former Slughorn never interfered with the students' decisions, and he usually turned a blind eye to the Death Eater reserves in the college. Notably, he had never used such a clear statement to warn his students to stay away from the DarkLord's annual routine summons.

"It's no harm for you to refuse, Snape," Slughorn interrupted the future potions master, "as long as you stay in the house and have Albus Dumbledore around, there's nothing you can do. "He paced back and forth restlessly, looking restless. "...I know you are all fascinated by that man's ability, thinking that he can bring you great glory, but in fact...in fact..." Slughorn gasped, "... …Anyway, listen to me right, Snape, I will not harm you."

"Dean, I—"

"As long as you are willing to stay in Hogwarts at Christmas and not go anywhere, I will tell Dumbledore that I am willing to accept you as an apprentice and teach you everything I have learned all my life—" Laghorn seemed to have made up his mind.

Severus' eyes widened.

"Sir, thank you for your great love to me," Severus' heart was beating like a drum, "but, but before you came to me, I had already forwarded my acceptance letter to Senior Malfoy gone."

"What?! Why are you moving so fast?!" Slughorn lost his voice.

"Yes Dean, just two hours ago, I sent out the reply as soon as I received the invitation... I'm really sorry sir." Severus replied respectfully, but his heart became more and more suspicious Overgrown.

"You're moving too fast too." The expression on Slughorn's face was indescribably weird, both joy and regret.

"I'm sorry, sir, for failing to live up to your love." Severus apologized again, and a trace of regret for missing the opportunity was properly adjusted on his face.

"I was too late, too." Severus pleased Slughorn with his intentional expression of regret, and the expression on his face became kinder. "Geez, I should have visited you in the hospital wing earlier." He continued to pace forward with his hands behind his back, Severus following behind him.

The two stopped at the door of his office.

"Perhaps this is the so-called will of God. Merlin destined me not to..."

Slughorn paused, spoke the password, and the office door creaked open.

Can't what?

Severus didn't ask, and Slughorn prevaricated the favorite student who was planning to be an apprentice just now, and drove him back to the dormitory like a chicken.

Slughorn's attitude made Severus very puzzled, but he was not a roundworm in the opponent's stomach after all. After thinking about it for a while, he returned to how to reconcile with Lily and what was the portrait that fell from the sky Let's experience why it fell on him.

Although he drank the potion given by Madam Pomfrey, his head was injured after all, and after the effect of the potion wore off, his mind became terribly dazed again.It hurt like this for a while, and before I knew it, I closed my eyes and fell asleep - I even forgot my dinner.

As soon as he fell asleep, a thin layer of silver brilliance appeared between his brows, and that brilliance quickly formed a virtual human figure, which quietly floated out of the bedroom where Severus was, Just like the ghost of Hogwarts, he got into Slughorn's office familiarly.

Seeing the silver light and shadow, Slughorn jumped up from the armchair reflexively.He rubbed his hands and smiled contemptuously at the silver light and shadow, before he thought about saying something to whitewash the peace, but the light and shadow had already spoken first.

"There is still half a year before Christmas, and you have every chance to convince him, why did you give up so easily?"

Guangying's voice was indifferent and deep, which sounded particularly ear-catching.

"Oh, dear Mr. Prince," Slughorn said with a mournful face, "Although I don't know how many years you have been away from the wizarding world, I'm afraid... you don't know much about the current situation," he glanced nervously at The tall light and shadow floating in the air. "Your descendants have inherited the extraordinary potion talent of the Prince family, and were favored by young master Malfoy early on... I, I really don't want to intervene casually." His expression was very embarrassed, "If your descendants Before I reply, I can still try to obstruct one or two, but this matter is a foregone conclusion, that... the one I told you probably already knows about the existence of your descendants... Sir, I'm sorry, I really don't dare to take any chances," the Potions professor at Hogwarts smiled wryly, "I... I can only...regretfully refuse—"

"Everything is forgotten."

The cold voice of light and shadow sounded in Slughorn's office.

Slughorn's figure flickered suddenly, and the expression on his face became bewildered.

"I know this old guy's character is very timid, why do I still want to attack him?" Guang Ying, who had carefully deleted the memory in the other party's mind, frowned, "Although I don't want to, but for Lily's safety , I can only talk to that old bee again..." Light and shadow floated out of the office and returned the same way.

He got into the brows of the black-haired boy again, but without seeing any movement from him, the black-haired boy with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.

It was a pair of silver pupils that could not see any emotion.

"I don't know if he will believe me," the black-haired boy's vocal cords vibrated, "Forget it, no matter what, I must never let my past self make the same mistake again, and regret it for the rest of my life."

The silver-eyed boy who had made up his mind quietly got off the bed and was about to go out after getting dressed.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he lifted his foot, his whole body fell to the ground unsteadily, and he still managed to stabilize his precarious figure by holding onto the bedpost.

"... I haven't walked for a long time, and I even forgot how to walk. If I hadn't signed a blood contract with my past self, I wouldn't have been imprisoned around him and couldn't escape... If I used the way of a wandering soul to meet that old fox, Maybe more convincing, maybe not necessarily."

Instinctively, he wanted to cast the floating spell to float himself up, but he didn't want to cast the spell several times to no avail.

Slightly startled, the silver-eyed boy quickly found the reason.

"I didn't expect that the body necessary for human beings would become an obstacle to casting spells." Shaking his head, the silver-eyed boy took the second-hand magic wand beside his pillow, waved it tentatively, and a small cluster of sparks shot out from the tip of the wand He came out and almost set the bed on fire.The silver-eyed boy quickly dissipated his magic power, and his facial expression, which was as silent as a pool of stagnant water, also fluctuated a little.

"...Damn it! Do I have to relearn how to use a wand?!"

He cursed lowly, and waved his wand again and again without giving up. After tossing like this for nearly an hour, the silver-eyed boy had to admit in despair that he really couldn't cast a spell with his wand!He let out a long breath, a little discouraged and a little annoyed.After a few struggles, he finally got out of the black-haired boy's body again, and directly treated his boyhood body as an object and floated up with the floating spell, pulling behind him like a kite, and floated out.

It was already late at night.

The Slytherin common room was empty.

This also saves a lot of light and shadow effort.

He floated his body like this and walked slowly to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

The quiet familiar environment where you can hear the falling of needles and the silvery crescent moon floating in the dark clouds outside the colored window make the expression on Guangying's face a little dazed.

This is a long-lost scene... He had seen this scene more than once during night patrols.The dim wall lamps, the quiet castle and... the Forbidden Forest swaying like teeth and claws outside.

Memories of the past rolled in his mind, and the light and shadow were a little distracted for a while.

"I've caught you!" A hoarse and excited roar suddenly came from behind him.

Light and Shadow trembled, and subconsciously disappeared, but the body floating in midair lost control of magic and fell to the ground with a bang!Just right—it hit the part where the injury had healed.A faint muffled groan came from the throat of the person on the ground. Looking at Filch, the Hogwarts administrator who was leading a cat in three steps and two steps towards this side, Guangying really couldn't tell. His annoyance—as expected, he stayed in the portrait for a long time, and his thoughts were completely rigid. He actually thought that he was the scary Hogwarts Potions professor, and he still had the confidence to think that he was watching the night!

Thinking of the possible disaster after being caught by Filch, Guangying's head hurts.

After all, he is just a carrier for the formation of a memory, and he cannot be as clever and changeable as the main body...

"Cunning brat! Do you want to escape my beloved Mrs. Norris just by learning a few tricks? Dreaming! You are dreaming!" Filch patted the head of his cat, A mouthful of yellow teeth grinned.He kicked the black-haired boy on the ground with his toe, "Hey! Don't pretend to be dead! Stand up! Come with me to your dean's office!" A stun spell passed!

But he knows it won't work!

The sound of footsteps getting closer was already telling him that the professor who was watching the night was coming this way.

Although he didn't know who it was, he must not be seen by anyone now - Slughorn had no choice but to make an exception.

"Argus, what's the matter?" A gentle female voice spoke.

Filch let out the black-robed boy with a happy face, "Hey, dear Professor Sprout, I caught a night-swimming little rascal! A cunning little Slytherin snake! My Luo Mrs. Lise saw him at a glance!"