Chapter 527 The original intention of life

The sound of Bach's piano came from downstairs again, and the soft and romantic tune comforted her heart.

She is a woman, she should focus on enjoying love, instead of focusing on war like a man.

Not all "men" are so selfish. Generalization will blind people's eyes and cause discrimination and prejudice against a group. It can be formed through training just like Pavlovian conditioning. Stimulation happens.

She just doesn't like the feeling of producing bullets in her own home.

Werewolves are one of the few dark creatures that can unite wizards and Muggles. Even Muggles can kill a werewolf with the help of a wolfsbane bullet.

She is not as good at bartending as the Potions professor, but she still knows how to make butter. After mixing two glasses of butterbeer, she took them to comfort the poor "workers", and Severus probably didn't expect to leave After leaving the industrial city of Cokeworth, I still have to do this kind of work on the assembly line.

"How about taking a break?"

He waved his wand, let a batch of silver bullets mix with poison, turned ordinary silver into a light blue halo, they looked beautiful, but they were deadly, and then he left. laboratory.

The warm butterbeer was reminiscent of the Three Broomsticks, and Lily and Severus both had that white 'mustache' on their lips the first time she took them there.

Thirty years later, when Severus drank butterbeer, there was still white foam left on his lips. The "angry" potions professor looked so cute at this moment, she couldn't help leaning on his shoulder, Give him all the weight.

Although everyone is saying that women should be independent, sometimes she feels too tired.

She has been dreaming since she was a child, that she can talk about a simple love like an ordinary girl.

Finally, Albus Dumbledore left, and Zhang Tao appeared again. Both of them were carrying too many heavy things, which made it difficult to breathe.

It would be great if someone could share it with us.

"Can you send me a bouquet of flowers?" she said weakly. "Except for the evening primrose you picked from my nursery that time, you have never sent me any flowers."

"The Forbidden Forest has become like that, and the magic smelling grass you want may not be there."

"I don't care." She grabbed his sleeve "Any flower will do."

"You can ask for more." He indulged, "I will find a way to give you whatever you want."

"I don't need it." She shook her head, "I just want to reduce disputes and let everyone live in peace."

"Is it going to start again?" He suddenly raised his voice and said, "Continue the debate about what the lions on Noah's Ark ate?"

Pomona woke up instantly.

Oh, yes, Noah saved a lot of animals, each in pairs, antelopes can eat hay, but what do carnivores like lions and wolves eat?

"I have no intention of arguing with you on this topic."

"It's you who said that you want everyone to live in peace. Do you know how naive your idea is?"

Pomona looked at the Slytherin in front of her.

His annoying way of comforting people is really weird.

"I have a student, Justin Faller, he will go with you on the day of your operation, you have to protect his safety." Pomona took a sip of the wine, the sweet and greasy taste was not as good as before I drink Alexandra, but she likes it.

Butterbeer reminded her of the wizarding world. No wonder so many Muggleborn wizards didn't want to leave when they came, and they didn't want to return to the Muggle world even if they were squeezed out by pureblood wizards and lived on the streets.

"Aren't you worried about my safety?" He asked very unhappy.

"Even if you are bitten by a werewolf and become a werewolf, I will not leave you." She sighed. "Now I understand why Tonks hates me so much."

Tonks loved Remus, and Pomona couldn't underestimate Tonks' judgment just because she was young.

Hufflepuff girls are just that stupid, and that's why they're so gullible.

She didn't understand, cheating a woman who truly loved him, what's there to show off? Would he be satisfied if everyone was as hypocritical as he was?

Voldemort is such a person, he not only deceived Helena, but also deceived Smith, defrauded Ravenclaw's diadem and Hufflepuff's gold cup from their hands, and used Bella to get Slytherin locket, he is as wicked as the serpent in Eden.

"No matter what kind of person I am, you can accept it, right?" He asked in disbelief.

Normal people should have a condition, for example, in Infernal Affairs, Amin's fiancée Mary loves him on condition that he is a good person.

And she just hopes that she will not be so lonely, she doesn't want to embark on that lonely road of being strong, like Voldemort and Zygmunt Bach, who are insane.

"I just don't know what to do?" He said vulnerable and confused "I don't want to trouble you, my life is messed up, you help me a lot, I shouldn't involve you, but I can't look at you With other people, after all, I'm just a mortal."

"Of course you are a mortal, is it possible that you still plan to become a saint?"

"You don't understand, my responsibility is first of all for you, other people, I really can't control that much, I'm just a mortal, I don't want to continue anymore." He gasped for breath, like a fish jumping onto the shore "You said you wouldn't make me do anything."

Pomona didn't expect him to be so weak and confess everything, so she hugged him quickly.

He was shaking all over.

"You forced me to fight back." He said as if he was blaming her, "Lily protects me, don't you ever think that I need protection too?"

"sorry……"

"You keep rejecting me, you don't show any sympathy, and you don't even want to perfunctorily agree to go to the dance with me for the sake of your colleagues." He growled as if out of control, "You are really cold, you don't look like me at all." Woman, Ginny sympathized with Longbottom, why can't you sympathize with me? Where did your sympathy go?"

That's because a Slytherin needs no sympathy, Severus Snape!

But Pomona didn't say that, he was asking for sympathy, like he was asking Albus Dumbledore, what would happen to his soul if he killed the White Wizard?

People who ask for sympathy from others are extremely humble and poor people.

Severus's appearance is really not handsome, which is not commensurate with his genius brain. Most women like handsome appearance. He has low self-esteem in this respect, so he simply has a relationship with Lucius Malfoy, a handsome man. The fake Anglo-Saxons full of classical beauty and the real Vikings go in and out together.

Pomona kissed him, a "prince" with yellow teeth and a smile not as bright as Lockhart's.

Most people are born out of love.

Love makes death easy.

Love is something that few cannot produce by themselves and needs to be given by others.

Dumbledore said, have no mercy on the dead, have mercy on the living, and above all, have mercy on those who live without love. The world no longer wants to create the next Tom Reard.

There must be a child of destiny in this world, they are born in response to the times, no matter how many times they are in danger, they will be surrounded by danger, and finally walk on the track of destiny.

With an inhumane Hitler, there will be Roosevelt who infects the world with humanity.

There is Tian Khan who wants to kill all the women surnamed Wu, and there is Wu Zetian who is struggling to survive.

The development track of things in the development process has rules to follow, and there are also unpredictable "variables". A small change can affect the overall development.

It is written in the Jade Record that one is all, all is one, and Severus is the "variable". What's even weirder is that the Elder Wand didn't choose him. Fate is so amazing.