Chapter 491 Wonderful Fate

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Maca silently unlocked the door with magic, then turned into an Animagus form, skimmed lightly through the slightly opened door, and disappeared into the darkness behind the door in a blink of an eye.

In fact, if he followed his expectations, he might be able to draw some clues from Snape. But even so, it was impossible for his behavior to fundamentally change the process of Snape holding Hermione hostage.

The most likely possibility is that Snape used Hermione to coerce him, and forcibly held him back until Greenwald opened the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Therefore, Maca did not plan to appear in front of Snape and Hermione ostentatiously, but prepared to surprise Hermione with the Portkey. In that case, he could negotiate with Snape on an equal footing.

However, the series of accidents that followed clearly told him a truth. The reason why "unknown" is called "unknown" is precisely because when you don't know, even an event that seems to have a small probability will have an absolutely fair chance of happening.

"Meow--"

Maca, who had turned into a hummingbird, had just flown to the stairs leading to the second floor when he sensed a small source of magic power rapidly descending the stairs.

Without this meow, he might not have been able to guess what it was. But now he understood in an instant that it was Hermione's pet, that clever half-breed cat, Lizi - Crookshanks!

Speaking of which, Maca's Animagus form really has an inexplicable relationship with this guy. When he transformed for the first time that year, he was chased all over the room by this guy, and he was almost exhausted into a dead bird.

But the current Maca is not the stupid bird that couldn't fly when he transformed for the first time. When he sensed that Crookshanks was coming towards him, he immediately reacted.

Seeing him jumping up suddenly, he wanted to avoid the opponent silently, but who knew that this quick jump made him directly hit the bottom of the upper stairs.

But when he heard a soft "bang", Macaton felt a pain in his head, followed by a moment of dizziness.

There's no way, it's too dark in this room, and how can the magic sensor detect dead things like wooden stairs? If it's not a big problem to move forward cautiously, this sudden jump may be a big problem.

However, just because Maca can't see clearly doesn't mean Crookshanks is the same. In the darkness, a pair of greens suddenly flashed, rushing towards the hummingbird that fell from the sky.

"Crack! Boom! Crash——"

Unprepared, Maca was accurately hit by a cat punch and flew upside down. In the end, he probably bumped into an empty teapot, and there was a crisp porcelain cracking sound immediately.

...

Meanwhile, upstairs in Hermione's bedroom.

"What's the matter? Is there someone else down here?" Hermione, who was sitting on the bed, wondered, "Professor Snape, did you bring anyone else with you this time?"

Snape, who was leaning on the armchair by the desk, turned his face slightly, and seemed to be a little concerned about the movement downstairs. He knew that he did have a so-called "accomplice", but that old guy would never come here now.

Then, there is probably only one person who can break the spell he cast silently and try to sneak in.

Snape just had a second thought, and stood up abruptly. But he didn't try to open the bedroom door and look down, but walked directly to Hermione's bedside. The wand in his hand never left Hermione's direction from the beginning to the end.

Naturally, Hermione was not a fool, and when she saw Snape's reaction, she quickly understood.

Although she was not as sure about the situation downstairs as Snape was, she still had corresponding guesses.

"Oh——" Hermione paused, several thoughts flashed through her mind, and then she immediately said, "I see, probably Crookshanks went to the kitchen to steal food and accidentally broke the plate !"

Her voice was a little loud, especially in the quiet environment of the night.

"Shut up!" Snape said coldly.

"It's true," said Hermione even louder, "Crookshanks does this a lot, it—"

Snape didn't give her another chance, and Hermione was interrupted by a Silencing Curse. She opened her mouth several times in a row, but she couldn't make a sound, so she could only purse her lips in annoyance.

"...McLean."

Snape stared at the closed door, the wand in his hand remained motionless, and his whole body almost turned into a rock that could not be shaken. It's just that in his eyes, there was an undetectable flicker quietly.

...

Downstairs, Maca, who was slapped away by Crookshanks, finally got free. He immediately released his Animagus form and returned to his human form.

Crookshanks, who was rushing towards him quickly, crashed into his arms all at once. He pinched Crookshanks' neck and gave the guy a helpless look.

For the commotion just now, with Snape's shrewdness, he probably had already made preparations immediately. Now if he still wants to reverse the situation with a sneak attack, he will look down on a wizard who is the head of Slytherin.

So, Maca had no choice but to hug Crookshanks and walk towards the stairs generously.

After a while, as the door of Hermione's bedroom opened slightly, Makashi walked into the sight of Snape and Hermione. Crookshanks, who was restless in his arms, was quiet again now.

Mystical creatures like Maolizi are actually very smart. They can quickly spot suspicious or untrusted objects. As for hybrids like Crookshanks, they also have this ability.

Now its round eyes were looking directly at Snape's expressionless face.

"Professor...uh, good evening?"

Before coming here, Maca had a lot of things to say and questions to ask, but now that he saw Snape, he found that he didn't know how to start.

"Seeing you here, I don't think I will feel very 'nice'." Snape blocked the words very bluntly.

Hearing what he said, Maca couldn't help feeling a little astonished.

Logically speaking, Snape is not the kind of person who likes to confront the tough. Rather than picking up the topic face to face, more often he would choose to avoid such thankless actions and solve problems by beating around the bush.

Right now, for example, he wouldn't be surprised if Snape pointed his wand at Hermione and chatted with him as usual for a while. Because Snape's current task was just to delay time.

Unexpectedly, Snape directly broke the road as soon as he came up.

"Professor, you..." Maca frowned slightly, "Do you really think that Greenwald can let you meet Harry's mother?"

"Don't call her such a dirty name, her name is Lily——Lily Evans." Snape's face was expressionless, and his eyes were even more clouded, obviously Occlumency To the extreme, "McLean, you seem to know a lot?"

"No, it's actually not much—" Maca shook his head and said, "Oh... really not much."

"At least you still know what Greenwald promised me!" Snape said flatly, "I thought that only he and I knew about this..."

Maca looked at him noncommittally, but sighed silently in his heart.

The secrecy of this matter was indeed done very well, and he was completely kept in the dark. It was not until he used the time-turner that he finally learned some truth.

"Remember the story I told you that day in the basement of Black's house?" Snape said word for word, "I don't ask you to understand what I've done, and I don't ask you to forgive me... yes To me, none of these are of any value. I just hope that you can sit down obediently and wait peacefully until dawn."

"Do you think that's possible?" Maca asked rhetorically.

"...I just 'hope'," Snape said, pausing for a moment, but the tip of the wand was a few inches closer to Hermione's neck, almost touching her snow-white skin, "No Knowing that I do this, can you give me a chance to 'make my wish come true'?"

Maca stared blankly at the wand—white birch, thirteen to fourteen inches long. Judging from the fluctuation of magic power, the core of the wand should be made of unicorn material. Whether it is birch or unicorn, it is a material that wards off evil, is sacred, and is beautiful. But its owner is Snape, who has always acted viciously.

Like right now, it was being used by Snape to point at Hermione.

Hermione hasn't been able to speak yet, but she still shakes her head firmly in Maca's direction, as if signaling him not to worry about his own safety.

Now Hermione probably doesn't know what will happen after dawn, right? But she didn't care about Maca's purpose at all, because she knew that Maca would never do unnecessary things.

Since he came here overnight, he must have a very clear purpose.

Seeing that the situation has turned into this, apart from lamenting the power of the binding rules, what else can Maca lament?

But before he had time to implement his original plan, another accident shattered his feelings into pieces.

Hermione suddenly leaned down and hit Snape's head with all her strength. Snape was bumped by her and staggered, but it didn't seem to have much effect when he was in a bad posture.

Because it was covered by the quilt just now, Maca didn't notice until now that Hermione's hands were bound by magic ropes.

At this moment, the tip of Snape's staff suddenly lit up. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.