Start: Steal the Superman Stuff

　　Seeing that McGonagall was speechless, Snape turned his head to look like Sean. They had met more than ten years ago.

　　"Hello, Mr. Sean, what are you doing here at Hogwarts?" The heron with dark eyes failed to stop Sean from seeing the tenderness hidden inside.

　　"The power of love is great, isn't it, Mr. Snape?"

　　Walked over directly from the side, leaving Snape standing in place and sluggish. Some people wear masks for a long time, and they are no longer masks. Maybe he used to love so much, but now, it is not just as simple as love .

　　"Noway, have you heard that there is a professor in our library, and a woman with pointed ears, very beautiful."

　　"Where did you hear that?"

　　"What I saw, Professor McGonagall specifically ordered that if it's all right, it's best not to disturb them."

　　"Snape doesn't seem to want to deal with them either."

　　"Who knows! Hogwarts is so messed up now, it doesn't seem like it's uncommon to have a weirdo'."

　　Sean's arrival didn't cause any waves among the students, but many people who were curious about Sean often came to the library. Unfortunately, Snape didn't give them much free time.

　　"Are you sure this is really a school? Why do I look at these students like prisoners," said Alwyn.

　　Nodding: "You're right, but it won't be so soon, Hogwarts, it's not that simple."

　　Sean held a copy of "The Story of the Poet Bedou" in his hand. It was because of this thing that Sean came here. To be precise, it was a story in this book that made Sean curious.

　　"By the way, how's the magic you practiced recently?"

　　Speaking of this, Arwen was excited. Compared with the magic of the elves, the magic here is simpler, and it can be performed without any cost.

　　Interestingly, Arwin has a great talent for white magic, but not so much for black magic.

　　"Don't say it, maybe it won't take long for me to get my revenge," Xiaolian looked at him proudly.

　　black line!

　　This girl has not yet sought revenge on him, but are you sure you have this chance?

　　"OK, good luck".

　　In the evening, in the dining room of the public workers, the little wizards were eating, and the chattering discussion disappeared suddenly after seeing Sean and the two walking in.

　　"They seem to be afraid of us?"

　　"Maybe".

　　Sitting down, the goblin brought the food. The food in England seems to be the same, except for mashed potatoes, roast chicken, etc., and then there is bread.

　　"This thing is ugly."

　　"This thing is strictly speaking the aborigines of the magic world."

　　Arwin was stunned, could the goblins be the aborigines of the magic world?

　　"No matter what kind of magic, it's easy to get it at your fingertips. They have a high magical talent, and there are basically no Muggles."

　　Looking at humans, there are too many Muggles. From an evolutionary point of view, goblins are more advanced.

　　"Then how come now?"

　　Sean knew what she meant: "This is what you don't know about human beings, but it is also where human beings are smart. Robbery is sometimes more convenient than research. Once the primary and secondary relationship exists, it is difficult to reverse it."

　　Perhaps a long, long time ago, in the Western magical world, goblins might be the masters.

　　Sean is reading as usual.

　　When the night landed, Hogwarts finally broke out. There was a lot of noise in the auditorium. Sean frowned and listened carefully to understand what happened.

　　Our savior is back, which means the final battle is coming.

　　He turned his head and glanced at Arwen: "Are you resting here or come with me?"

　　"Where to go?"

　　Watch the fun.

　　In the auditorium, Snape was told by Harry that Albus died in his hands, and he was instantly majestic. How could he be able to convince the public, and even was driven away by Professor McGonagall.

　　Poor Snape.

　　"Harry, I don't know why you came back at this time, but you must have your reasons, what do you need my help with?" Professor McGonagall asked.

　　"Professor, I need a lot of time".

　　"Harry, nice to see you again".

　　"Professor, so do I."

　　The two looked at each other, nodded, and went about their own business. Harry needed to find the Horcrux hidden in Hogwarts, and Mag needed to arrange something. The mysterious man was coming.

　　"What? Professor, did you mean to blow up all the bridges?" Norway looked in disbelief.

　　"Yes, Mr. Norway, only then can we resist the trolls."

　　"All right!"

　　Hogwarts inheritance has not seen such a situation for so many years. It can be seen that this crisis, I heard that the trolls have already turned to the mysterious man, and they have no other choice.

　　Professor McGonagall turned his head to look at this quaint castle, sighed, took out his wand, and waved his hand.

　　"Stone Mound Out"

　　All the stone guards in the castle that were originally used to watch have come alive. These things turned out to be magic puppets?I'm afraid this is also a defense at Hogwarts.

　　"All protection...all guard...stop the enemy",

　　"All protection...all guard...stop the enemy",

　　"All protection...all guard...stop the enemy",

　　A streak of brilliance appeared from the professors' wands and flew into the air, forming a huge energy shield, which would be their first line of defense.

　　"Isn't it shocking?"

　　"Although the number is not that large, and it is not for honor, but this courage and determination deserves respect," Alwin nodded affirmatively.

　　Perhaps it was the first time I saw a war between magicians. This time, compared to any previous battle, it was dazzling.

　　And Sean, pulled Arwen and disappeared here.

　　By the dock, Voldemort thought that Snape killed Albus, and the bone wand in Albus's hand became Snape's. If he wanted to fight Harry, he had to kill Snape and get the bone wand. the right to use.

　　It was silent, with the sound of water surging on the shore from time to time, in the room.

　　Snape was leaning on the side, lying bleak with a huge wound on his neck, maybe Harry had gotten his tears, maybe he had seen everything in the Pensieve.

　　Including Snape's love for Lily.

　　"What are we doing here? Look at this dead man?"

　　Sean shook his head: "No, it's a poor man."

　　He had never seen such an infatuated person, and to be honest, he was moved.

　　With a wave of his hand, Snape took a long breath, opened his eyes, and looked at Sean in front of him with difficulty, the mysterious man Albus once said.

　　"Yes... you saved... me? Why?"

　　"Always? Have you ever regretted it? Even for giving your life? Or now, you who are about to die, have you ever regretted it?"

　　"' ¨Perhaps others won't understand your intentions, perhaps, everything you do is meaningless, will you still do it?"

　　"Cough cough... Meaning? Action will come, doesn't it?"

　　With a pale face, he struggled to sit up straight: "Also, love is not a premise of value, or in other words, it cannot be measured by value, what do you think?"

　　Sean smiled and sat across from him. For the first time, he looked at this person seriously. That kind of paranoid love that was almost crazy was enviable. What kind of person could get such love.

　　"Even with your life?"

　　"Yes".

　　"What are you talking about?" Arwin was puzzled.

　　"It's a not-so-beautiful story, Mr. Snape. I have a job here, do you need it?"

　　With a miserable smile, the blood flowed more and more around the throat.

　　"Do you think I can still work for you now?"

　　"Not always".

　　He took out a small bottle from his arms, opened it, and poured it onto Snape's wound. The water dripped with light, illuminating the room a lot.

　　Snape's face began to turn red, his breathing slowed down, and his body...was full of power again.

　　"This...this is?"

　　"Congratulations Mr. Snape, you have a new student, are you ready for your new job?"

　　"I... I'm just, this is incredible, I've been under the dark magic, and I've shed so much blood," Snape said incoherently, losing his usual composure.

　　Before he could continue to say anything, the protective shield outside had already begun to be bombed, and the dense light spots exploded on the protective shield. It might not be long before the protective shield could not support it.

　　"Harry?"

　　With a murmur, he turned to look at Sean: "Mr. Sean, Voldemort will definitely come to Harry, as long as you help me protect him, I will give my all."

　　"Have you told Albus that?"

　　With an ugly face: "Yes, that time, Lily died."

　　"Then let's go, this farce should end."

　　When the three came back, the protective shield had been attacked (good Zhao), Hogwarts was full of Death Eaters, and the students were fighting frantically, but unfortunately it had little effect.

　　"Mr. Sean?" Professor McGonagall was overjoyed when he saw Sean come out, and sullen when he saw Snape who followed behind: "Why do you still have the face to come here?"

　　Sean waved his hand: "This is not the time to say this, Professor McGonagall. The deal with Albus is about to be completed. I hope you don't interfere with me. Now, call all your students back!"

　　"Are you sure, Mr. Sean?"

　　Once all the students and professors had retreated, the Death Eaters said they couldn't rush in here immediately, and it would be difficult to defend again.

　　"Loud Spell: All wizards retreat to the castle...all wizards retreat...!"

　　For whatever reason, students pulled back when they heard the news.

　　"Professor McGonagall, what's wrong?"