Chapter 2379 Blank Parchment

The group of three people from the United States finally left, and the backs of those who stepped out of the community looked a little dingy and not very imposing. After all, even if it was just a last resort, the fact that they injured a Hogwarts student before was always a fact, and it couldn't be justified after all.

However, John Stewart and his group left as soon as they left, and McGonagall, Snape and others who watched... or "escorted" them away were not in a good mood at all, and they didn't feel relieved at all that the crisis was over. .

Of course, their thoughts at the moment are not the same.

For Minerva McGonagall, even if there hadn't been an infiltrator incident that seemed to be a misunderstanding in the community at this time, she would not be able to relax; and for Snape, the reason It's quite different - because those three people came here to find him from the very beginning!

"Hey, what are those guys from the Stuart family looking for you? This matter is related to you from the beginning to the end. Even if it is indeed a 'private matter', you don't reveal half a word, it seems to be a bit confessed Don't you want to go?"

After seeing off John and the three of them to leave, Sirius caught a glimpse of Snape who seemed to be planning to go back without saying a word, and Dang even couldn't help but stop him.

But how could Snape answer honestly when faced with the questioning of Sirius, his nemesis?

"Professor McGonagall hasn't asked me yet, so it's your turn to talk?" He suddenly turned his head and gave Sirius a blank stare.

"Tsk," Sirius clicked his tongue, a little unhappy, "Professor McGonagall's trust is not your selfish capital, snot, don't be shameless!"

Just as she was about to say a few more words like this, unexpectedly it was Minerva herself who stretched out her hand to stop him, preventing him from making even more unreasonable and unforgiving words.

"Sirius." Minerva waved her hand, and then, like Sirius, looked at Snape's back as he strode back, and said with some hesitation, "Severus has never been a person who is inconsiderate when it comes to big things. , This point, Albus also mentioned it at the beginning... This time he kept the truth in his heart and never spoke, so there must be difficulties, so there is no need to force him like this."

Now that Minerva has already said this, Sirius naturally couldn't continue to bite Snape tightly, thinking about it left and right, this matter can only be put aside for the time being. After all, he came here with an official purpose in mind, and his purpose was not on this matter from the beginning.

So, soon Sirius changed the subject again, and while walking back together with Minerva, he chatted again about the chaotic situation on the German side of the Second Battlefield.

At the same time, on the other side...

Snape's pace was always very fast. When Sirius and Minerva were still talking and walking on the way, he had already strode back to the residence. When he passed his potion laboratory, he just stopped and thought for a while, and found that he still hadn't completely calmed down, so he simply didn't go in.

"Chi--"

Entering the simple and even crude temporary bedroom, Snape sat down at the desk under the window, and stretched out his hand to open the drawer.

Most of the important things are stored in a private suitcase with a lock, while the lesser ones, such as semi-finished medicines, experimental tools, and potion materials, are almost all stored in the laboratory next door.

There was almost nothing in the bedroom - he didn't even come to sleep every day, but usually chose to make do with a night in the laboratory bed.

Opening the drawer at this time, he just pulled out a roll of parchment from inside, and by the way, he could see that there were not even a few things inside.

But after laying the parchment on the table, he didn't make any follow-up actions, which made him look a little sluggish.

"Ok……"

A slightly ambiguous moan came from Snape's throat, but if someone heard it, they would definitely be able to sense the undisguised boredom... and at the same time, the undisguised boredom.

Soon, Snape reached out several times to try to get the black quill in the long box on the table, but every time he stopped and took it back on the way.

After coming so many times, he probably got a little impatient himself, so he simply leaned back on the chair behind him, closed his eyes slightly and began to take a nap.

It can be seen from the unresolved frown between his brows that the endless thoughts in his heart never stop.

"It's... annoying!"

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was just a few tens of seconds, or a few minutes - Snape, who hadn't paid attention to the time since entering the room, didn't know. He only knew that this matter seemed to be getting more and more complicated the more he thought about it, which was really annoying.

In the end, he still didn't write a single letter on the parchment.

"Tuk tuk."

At this moment, three knocks on the door came from behind, which finally gave him a chance to let go of his thoughts temporarily, and he turned his head slightly to look at the closed door and said:

"Who?"

"Professor Snape... I'm Greengrass. Professor Flitwick said the door was lifted, so... it's time for class...Our next class is Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Hearing the words spoken intermittently by the girl outside with some hesitation and caution, Snape on the seat was taken aback for a moment—yes, it's time to start class, he is full of thoughts at the moment, but he took this I completely forgot about it once.

After being slightly taken aback, Snape returned to his usual calmness, and immediately said:

"Understood, I'll go over after I tidy up my things... you all go to the temporary classroom to gather first."

"Okay, Professor."

Hearing that Snape seemed to be in a good mood, the girl surnamed Greengrass hurriedly responded, and then heard her deliberately light footsteps gradually fade away.

Snape in the room couldn't help but frowned again at this moment - he didn't even notice the approaching footsteps of the other party just now, which was indeed a bit too careless.

After shaking his head slightly and reminding himself secretly, Snape also stepped back from the chair and got up.

There was nothing to tidy up, because that was supposed to be an excuse to perfunctory the students. But after subconsciously glanced at the table, Snape, who saw the roll of blank parchment on the table, was in a daze again involuntarily.

In fact, what he was hesitating just now...was just such a simple matter as "whether to write a letter". As for the recipient of the letter, it was naturally the younger sister Tia whom he had acquired by chance in recent years.

"Humph."

With a soft snort of unknown meaning, Snape didn't tidy up the things on the table, just took a book from the bookshelf next to it, and walked out of the room with a cold expression.

With a bang, the door closed.

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