Lupin was about to leave when he heard Snape ask:
"Who was the first to suggest that you go out and play?"
Lupin was stunned for a moment and was about to speak, but when he thought of Snape's character, he thought he might hold a grudge, so he stopped talking: "Blame me, it's all my fault."
"Oh, it's Sirius." Snape understood.
Lupin was shocked. How did Snape know this? He clearly didn't say anything!
Seeing that Lupin didn't object, Snape became even more certain.
Only Sirius truly disregarded the rules, other people's lives, and nothing else. The only reason supporting his actions was simply the word "fun."
In a sense, he is even crazier than Voldemort. At least at the same age, Voldemort only considers the pros and cons and knows how to disguise himself, while Sirius -
Tsk.
Of course this doesn't mean that all the mistakes are Sirius's, James is not a good guy either -
This is a review from a mysterious gentleman whose initials are SS.
Who is it? It's really hard to guess.
Snape returned to the dormitory and looked at Regulus. He had to admit that as a brother, Regulus had a more sensitive and gentle heart.
Sirius pursues justice and kindness, but he does not understand what true justice and kindness are. More often than not, he just wants to rebel against the family that makes him suffer.
But because he was the second son, he was influenced by his parents and older brothers. For example, his parents were busy during his childhood and most of their attention was on the eldest son. Sirius's hatred of his family also implicated him. Later, there were constant quarrels between his parents and older brothers, and he was caught in the middle and was in a dilemma.
These experiences made Regulus more gentle, sensitive and tough.
Feeling Snape's gaze, Regulus smiled shyly: "Senior, am I disturbing you?"
He was practicing Transfiguration spells in the dormitory, but there were still some flaws in his spells. Regulus was a little depressed. His magical talent was not as good as his brother Sirius. After all, they had become Animagus in the fifth grade, so their magical talent was obvious.
"Raise it a little higher the second time you use the crutch, about ten degrees." Snape gave him some guidance.
Regulus tried it again, and sure enough, it worked now. He looked at Snape in surprise and said, "Senior, I succeeded! You are amazing. You can see the problem at a glance."
"It's not that difficult." Snape looked at Regulus's sparkling eyes and still did not involve Regulus in Sirius and the others' affairs. "You are also very good. This is a fifth-year course."
Regulus smiled shyly, "I want to work harder and get closer to my senior."
"Then you need to work harder." Snape said slightly arrogantly.
"I will!" Regulus was very happy.
Time flew by as James and the others worked hard at copying and Regulus studied.
Snape has been working on the Wolfsbane Potion lately.
There happened to be a werewolf nearby, so Peacock copied Lupin and gave it to Snape so that he would have enough experimental subjects for research.
It wasn't out of any desire to help Lupin; they weren't worth Snape doing this for. He was simply interested in the potion.
The advantage of having Peacock's space is that Snape can conduct any outrageous experiments. If he did the same in reality, werewolves would be extinct.
Lupin in the mirror space also died again and again.
Peacock would occasionally glance at Snape's experimental records. How should I put it? I couldn't tell who was more miserable, him or Riddle.
Riddle also had a miserable record at that time. For example, Snape had a sudden idea to use a material with the function of corrosion and melting, and added various things to amplify its contribution. The original intention was to divide the soul fusion into two steps, and the first step was to melt the soul.
Just like it is easier to mix two separate glasses of milk into one than to put two broken cookies together.
Then use another potion to promote repair and shaping.
But the final experimental result was that the second medicine was not even effective, and Riddle's soul and body turned into a pool of liquid, and even a big hole was corroded in the ground.
Snape silently covered Peacock's eyes: "Don't look, it's not pretty."
Afterwards, Peacock sighed and said that if Snape had conducted such experiments on people in real life, Voldemort would not be considered a subordinate at all. From now on, Snape would be called the new Dark Lord.
The days passed leisurely, the weather became hotter day by day, and in the blink of an eye it was already April. Peacock was already looking forward to the holiday.
The weather was very good these days, and Snape would read by the Black Lake, while Peacock would lie beside him, enjoying the sunbath and planning his holiday trip.
Just then an owl landed on Snape's shoulder. Snape took the letter down and looked at the familiar handwriting on it. For some reason, he suddenly had a bad idea.
The handwriting was familiar not only to Snape but also to Peacock, because before school started, they had used the textbook of the owner of this handwriting and studied for a long time.
Snape's hand trembled and his heart beat fast. Peacock snuggled in Snape's arms and unfolded the letter with Snape.
It's a suicide note.
Eileen Snape, or rather, the suicide note of Eileen Prince.
Snape staggered to the headmaster's office, got a note of leave, and was going back to Spinner's End.
He didn't love Irene, but he couldn't ignore her death.
It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, and the boundaries between love and hate are even more unclear.
Peacock clutched Snape's clothes with a blank expression. When she faced Crystal, she said, "Separation and death are inevitable. You should stay away from children."
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