Chapter 643: Snape's Rejection

Everyone has their own way of living during the holidays. Whether it is fast-paced excitement or slow-paced comfort, as long as you live to your satisfaction, it is a valuable and beautiful holiday.

Of course, this is all based on the premise that life is full of surplus.

Bang bang bang... bang bang bang...

In the depths of the maze-like old brick house, knocking on the door echoed in the narrow alley, breaking the depressing silence.

After several days of continuous rain, the temperature that was supposed to enter summer has dropped to a freezing state again. In addition, this almost abandoned residential area is sparsely populated, and people even want to add a coat when they are in it.

In the distance, a tall chimney pierced straight into the sky, which seemed quite abrupt in the generally low brick room. The sewage in the river in the distance has experienced several days of torrential rain, and the stinky sludge is churning, sending a disgusting smell here along the evening wind.

Bang bang bang... bang bang...

The knock on the door was still going on, as if there was a meaning that he would not stop until he knocked on the door. In such a messy place, an uninvited guest came suddenly for some reason.

This is Spider's End, an old place that is both dark and stale.

After an unknown amount of time, a muffled male voice finally sounded from inside the door, interrupting the seemingly never-ending knocking on the door.

Nacissa, go back! I no longer welcome 'guests' here.

The voice was indifferent, cold and without the slightest bit of politeness in it, directly expressing his refusal attitude. The door didn't open, not even a crack.

Severus— the person outside the door said weakly while holding the wooden door, Severus, open the door... Draco needs your help...

Although she was wearing an exquisite cloak with a hood, her entire face was hidden in the shadows. But the name that was called out when she was called at the door just now revealed her identity at once - this is Narcissa Malfoy, Draco's mother who was just found some time ago.

Narcissa's faintly pleading words seemed to make Snape behind the door fall into silence for a while. But a few seconds passed, but the wooden door still hadn't opened.

What happened to him? Snape asked in a deep voice through the door.

Oh...he, he's been having nightmares all this time,

I'm worried it's... you know... that man left him with something terrible...

It can be heard that Narcissa's voice is trembling, which is a sign that she is gradually sinking into despair. The son suffered unknown suffering all night and all night in his sleep, which made her, a mother, feel extremely heartbroken, and wished she could replace the person who suffered the crime with herself.

Then you should go to a therapist. After a short pause, Snape immediately said, Don't say that I am a defense professor now, even before, my job was just teaching a group of little kids at Hogwarts , rather than treating patients at St. Mungo's.

No, Severus, I know what you're capable of... Narcissa tried her best to persuade, but in a blink of an eye, a sense of sadness welled up in her heart, and she couldn't help crying, Severus, you must Gotta help Draco... Remember? When you were a student at Hogwarts, Lucius gave you a lot of...

Stop talking! Upon hearing this, Snape's voice suddenly increased a lot, Narcisha, you should know that I have brought too much convenience to Lucius in the past few years. When Voldemort was rampant, I was even more... Narcissa, I don't want to make it so clear, you know those things in your own hearts...

Although he didn't finish what he said, the meaning in it couldn't be more clear.

Yes, when he was studying at Hogwarts, Lucius, as the senior, brought him a support for this poor mixed race, which made him live a very nourishing life in the lower grades. But all of this also paved the way for his miserable life after Lucius graduated.

Seriously, by now, every single episode of those days is something he's trying to throw away. If it wasn't for the existence of Lily in his memory, he would have completely stripped those memories from his head, put them in a small test tube and sealed them up forever.

Oh... Narcissa felt as if her heart was about to shatter, Severus, save my poor child...please save him...

Narcissa couldn't hold back anymore, her heartache for her son and her grievances for her family's decline came to her heart at the same time, and the tears in her red eyes immediately flowed down uncontrollably.

Bang, bang—

She lay on the mottled wooden door, slammed her fist twice, and then slid down the door panel as if she lost her strength.

And just on the other side of the door, Snape stood there expressionless, with complex lights flickering vaguely in a pair of indifferent pupils.

He is a persistent and selfish man.

In the past, for an invisible and intangible love, he could seize all the bargaining chips that slipped in front of him, and the Malfoy family was naturally one of them; but now, when Maca erased his meaningless love for love, After the chase, his sister Tia became everything in his life.

He feels that his current life is actually pretty good—at Hogwarts, he can be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts that he has been obsessed with since he was a student; I have never felt the residual warmth of my loved ones.

In this case, a friendship with the desolate Malfoy family is obviously not what the selfish man needs.

What's more, although Lucius was brought out of Azkaban by Maca, in fact, many people knew that the relationship between him and Voldemort could not be written off. In the present and in the future, there may not be many people who are willing to have a relationship with the Malfoy family.

With Severus Snape's shrewdness, he would not do such thankless things.

You... who are you?

Just when Snape used silence instead of answering, trying to make Narcissa retreat by herself, a thin female voice suddenly sounded from behind Narcissa. There was a little surprise in that voice, but more confusion and uneasiness.

When Narcissa suddenly turned her head and stared blankly at the young woman not far behind her, accompanied by a soft squeak, the wooden door that seemed impossible to open in this life unexpectedly opened just like that.

excuse me……

Snape seemed quite polite in his words, but he was somewhat impatient in his actions. With a slight movement, Narcissa was pushed back half a step, and he himself walked sideways.

Tia, Snape grabbed the younger sister who was still in a state of confusion, dragged her and walked quickly to the door, Is it enough shopping today? It's time to go home...

Wait, wait— Boom.

Narcissa, who had almost reacted, stretched out her hand to grab the wooden door, but her hand was pinched by the quickly closed door. To be honest, the force Snape used to close the door was really heavy, and Narcissa immediately knelt down on the spot clutching the fingers of her right hand.

This door was not closed after all, although the price paid to prevent it from closing seemed a bit too high.

Sev...Less... Narcissa gritted her teeth, not letting herself cry out in pain, Please, please help Draco take a look... I can't just watch my child suffer so much go down...

Snape turned around, lowered his head slightly, and frowned tightly. After only a pause for a few seconds, his hand stretched out to the doorknob again, obviously wanting to close the door again.

But this time, he only stretched his hand halfway, and someone grabbed his arm.

... What's wrong with her... her child? It was Tia who spoke. Although her expression was still timid, the life in Spider's End Alley at least allowed her to say a few words to strangers. In a complete sentence, Severus, can you help her? We should help people, not turn trouble away.

Her words were truly from the bottom of her heart, transformed from her own personal experience. If she hadn't been taken to Black's old house and got help from many people, including Mrs. Weasley, she would never have lived such a safe life now—she was always muddled and timid, and even Found Snape's only remaining relative in the world.

This made her understand that sending warmth to those in need is also the meaning of life.

Tsk... Snape clicked his tongue lightly, and said impatiently, Where did you hear this kind of meaningless reasoning?

Yes, it was Mrs. Weasley and the others, it was they who made me understand... Faced with Snape's habitual indifference and impatience, Tia still seemed a little difficult to deal with, but she still muttered, You know, they've helped me a lot . . . and . . . well, and Mr. McLean, who's always willing to help.

Hmph, Snape snorted softly, automatically ignoring the last name, Weasley? I should have guessed it a long time ago, and only their family will meet anyone who is as enthusiastic as a fool...

Of course, he obviously overlooked another point by the way—the Weasleys never gave him a good face when they saw him, and it was the same when they saw Narcissa and Lucius.

But after these contemptuous words, Snape didn't reach out to close the door, but turned around abruptly, and walked into the room.

Narcissa, come in and say— he said coldly, close the door by the way.

Narcissa didn't know who the young woman who was helping to speak in front of her was, but when she saw that Tia was able to talk to the stubborn Snape, she immediately took off her hood and wiped the tears on her face, and moved towards the chair. Ya nodded slightly in thanks.

Soon, with another squeak, the wooden door finally closed tightly again.