Severus, You've Finally Grown Up

No one, including Malfoy, believed he had a chance to kill Dumbledore and the Stark.

No matter what means are used.

This is the most desperate place, where someone does something whose outcome is predetermined.

Dumbledore.

That was the feeling he had when he stepped forward to duel Grindelwald.

At the time, he felt he had no chance of winning; he was prepared to die with his opponent.

But as everyone knows, he won, and Grindelwald was imprisoned in Nurmengard.

Dumbledore touched his nose.

He had his nose broken twice.

The first time was at Ariana's funeral, when Aberforth struck him; the second time was during that duel, when Grindelwald did it.

Dumbledore was lost in thought for a moment, then snapped out of it and said:

"In short, this boy, like Tom, has been clearly sentenced to death; only we can save him."

A brief silence.

Snape stared at Dumbledore and asked, "How do you plan to save Draco?"

"First, you need to figure out what he's trying to do," Dumbledore.

"A panicked teenager is dangerous not only to himself but also to others."

Offer him help and guidance, he should accept it; he's always liked you...

"He didn't like me as much after his father was arrested," Snape shook his head.

"Draco resents me, believing I stole Lucius's position. He also blames me for not speaking up for his father."

"It's alright, give it a try, Severus," Dumbledore sighed.

"That boy can't kill me and William, and we can't let any of his plans produce any unexpected victims."

If you can't do it, I'll have William approach him again. Draco has always harbored a strange kind of admiration for him.

Of course, there's only one way to ultimately save him from Voldemort's rage.

Snape raised an eyebrow and asked sarcastically, "You intend to have him kill you?"

"Death is just another road, the road we all must take." Dumbledore smiled slightly.

He didn't care about death, or rather, his own death.

He was even able to calmly contemplate his own epitaph, and... his burial site.

In fact, he had been waiting for that day for a long time.

But the principal shook his head and said softly:

"But not now. My final moment hasn't come yet. I still have many things to do."

For example, I have to see Tom die with my own eyes.

Snape didn't understand Dumbledore's meaning. After a long silence, he suddenly remembered that night:

After learning that Voldemort had confirmed the Prophecy was about Lily, he left Voldemort alone, found Dumbledore, and begged him to save Lily.

Then... he became Dumbledore's double agent.

"You want me to turn Draco into one of us?" Snape asked hesitantly. "You're not joking, Headmaster, are you?"

"A joke? Severus, that boy's soul hasn't been completely corrupted yet." Dumbledore said in a very serious tone, his fingers clasped together.

"We are teachers, and we have a responsibility to guide young people to prevent them from going down a path of no return, becoming broken, and giving up on themselves."

"I cannot allow Draco's soul to be Diffindo and utterly defiled because of Tom's coercion."

He's still young; he has a long road ahead of him.

After years of teaching and witnessing two Dark Lord, Dumbledore finally realized:

A good teacher's patient guidance is very important.

For example... this man in front of me.

Snape remained silent for a long time.

He had intended to mock Dumbledore for being so naive, as was his habit, but the words that came out were:

"Yes, just like I was back then..."

"No, Severus!" Dumbledore interrupted Snape, staring intently at the wizard who had been by his side for fifteen years, and said seriously:

"Your soul has never needed anyone to save it; you have already saved yourself, and in such a noble way."

At least he's far more noble than I am, the despicable one.

He reached out and patted the shoulder of this man who had been tormented by "regret" and "guilt" his entire life, and said sincerely:

"I think if Lily were still alive, she would be very happy to tell you this:"

Severus, you've finally grown up.

The middle-aged man felt no joy upon hearing the old man's words.

She just sat there blankly in the chair, silently lowering her head, raising her arm to wipe away her tears.

It is for him back then, and for him now.

It is for her in the past, and for her in death.

early morning,

William left his office and went to the Great Hall for breakfast.

As he walked down the street, he heard a flurry of rumors.

As a breeding ground for rumors, Hogwarts is always rife with bizarre gossip that would defy comprehension without a stroke within ten years.

This is quite in line with the school's character.

William had always thought that the twins and Lee were spreading rumors behind the scenes, but he didn't expect that even after the three of them graduated, the rumors would continue to spread.

However, the discussion has shifted from the You-Know-Who woman, Meng She, who was pregnant for three years, to whether she was born from an egg or a runner...

That's outdated news, worse than dog news. Now everyone's talking about Harry.

His face was covered in blood last night, his nose was broken, and he and Snape arrived late.

Did the two of them get into a fierce physical fight on the train?

It is well known that the two have a very bad relationship, like a bad-tempered stepfather and a rebellious teenager.

Huh, what a strange metaphor!

When William heard Marietta describe it that way at the Ravenclaw table, he almost sprayed milk in her face.

In any case, many female fans of BL (Boys' Love) have already arranged a P-relationship between the two as a father-son relationship, and the support rate is astonishing.

Of course, as a cradle of rumors, all students unanimously agreed:

Harry was used as a punching bag by Snape.

As for the version circulating in Slytherin that "Malfoy made a last-minute comeback and outshone Potter"...

Everyone knows that Malfoy's father was arrested.

Forgive a boy from a fallen family, in a semi-orphaned state, for his desire to assert his presence.

The students were still discussing how long Snape could serve as the substitute teacher for Defence Against Dark Magic.

Is it because he's lucky, or is his position even more cursed?

After hearing the gossip, William, who was being groomed by Professor Flitwick to succeed him as dean, even though he was just a professor of Ancient Runes, began distributing course schedules.

He also needs to ensure that every sixth-grade student achieves the required OWLs (Outcome Levels) so that they can continue with their chosen NEWTs (New Endowments) enhancement courses.

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