Harley felt her guess was almost certainly right. Sirius had mentioned several times that before fifth year, Lily had stood up for Snivellus, Severus.
But near the end of fifth year, the two of them had fallen out over something awful, and they had never made up.
Then, near the end of sixth year, Lily had started dating James.
Lily was her mother's name, James was her father's name, and Snivellus, Severus, had to be Professor Snape...
Thinking of this, Harley could only sigh. Her parents' generation had really had a complicated love life.
Unlike her, so simple-minded, who only liked attending aristocratic parties in Backlund and Trier and, along the way, making friends with a few young noblewomen.
Wait, she seemed to have seen an even more complicated love life—for example, that female pirate admiral who preferred to remain anonymous, whose mother was none other than the White Saintess.
If she remembered correctly, her eldest sister (brother) was more than five hundred years older than her, and her father had also turned into a mother...
Never mind. Harley had seen even messier relationships than that. This really was nothing.
Wait a second. Why was Professor Snape so fond of her, and why did he often praise her for inheriting her mother Lily's talent for Potions?
Judging by the photographs, after drinking the Demoness Potion, Harley looked a lot like her mother...
Harley felt she'd spotted a blind spot, and the more she thought about it, the more horrifying it seemed.
Professor Snape, I never knew you were this kind of person!
After watching that little video for a week and thinking it through, Harley always went fully armed whenever she visited Professor Snape's office, bringing her Magic Mirror and homemade wand.
Most other Demonesses probably wouldn't mind this at