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Severus Snape had a brief hesitation about whether to go or not.

For No other reason than that, being a level-headed, far-above-average Gryffindor with a level of sanity and intelligence -- a vigilant, perceptive Slytherin -- it all seems too much like a trap. Siris, Sardinia. Not only did Blake tell him to go to the shrieking shack, but he also told him about the secret passage to Hogsmeade, where the Whomping Willow had a scar on it and could be stopped at the touch of a finger.

This is too detailed, too reasonable, for Siris, Sardinia. In Blake, there was a clear sense of malice. Severus Snape was not blind to this. He rationally analyzed the pros and cons, and wondered if he should explain it to a friend and get a second opinion.

Not Lily. This is between him and baud, a secret... War, anyone can know the details of it, but not Lily, who can not let Lily have any opinion of him ... - baud's not worth it.-no, you're right.

Not even Slytherin's men. Although they shared a club, shared ideals and goals, Severus Snape didn't feel like they were really friends. Their pursuit of evil is fanatical... Severus Snape didn't like their hot-headed blindness, and he looked on, knowing that what he really wanted was not the devil's approval, but what he could bring to him ... ... Wealth, status, fame, the possibility of being looked up to, the chance to stand tall beside Lily... ... not to the same end, but to the same end, they are not"Companions", but some"Companions".

As for Eli, he was indeed his friend, though they were not the best of friends, and Regulus was, perhaps, a real thinking Blake, quite different from his brother, among Death Eaters, it is also rare to remain sober-minded. If you tell them about it, they should really be able to put themselves in his shoes and give him some reasonable advice... ... but Severus Snape knew their advice would be: Don't go.

Don't go. Don't step in such a suspicious trap, don't touch such a well-known trap. Don't talk to Siris, Sardinia. Blake fought for such indifference, and did not, like a hotheaded Gryffindor, Rush headlong into the direction of others.

Severus Snape knew they wouldn't understand his hesitation. They were Blake and L^′Estrange, and they were of noble birth, and good looks, and were welcome everywhere they went. ... even though Regulus was only in the third grade, he was already the most popular student in the academy. There was no one like him who was still studying in the academy. He was chosen by the Dark Lord and became an Honorable Death Eater Even though Eli's position was so unpredictable and unapproachable, the girls would still sneak up on him after he passed by, and many in Slytherin were looking forward to him actually being on their side...

They won't understand. Such a high-class man, born with a silver spoon in his mouth, would not understand a half-blood wizard with a crappy muggle father who loves a perfect girl who sparkles and is desperate to prove himself, self-loathing and inferiority complex.

Severus Snape set out on a quiet night, breathing carefully, his heart racing, cloaked in an unusually bright moonlight, into a dark forest.

I'm breaking school rules. He said to himself, but I will become a hero... . . One to capture Jaime Baud, who took 200 points off Gryffindor, who was a hero to Slytherin and to the entire school. How many times have they violated school regulations, AH, and should be subject to more severe sanctions, and this sanctions will be brought by him.

It was too good to be true, and Severus Snape stepped forward firmly, his cloak blowing a determined wind at his feet.

In the Gryffindor Common Room, Eli is still awake, working on his research, figuring out how to replicate the effects of the spell in a tiny glass sphere -- it's almost Christmas, he's struggling with what to get Penny this year. Although they give each other gifts every year, this year is different for him... ... He went from getting a gift for a friend to getting a gift for a girl he liked, which meant something completely different, and it was his first experience, and he was very careful about it.

Arthur was a good discussion partner when it came to modifying magical items. He took a keen interest in all muggle items, and after meeting the family, his knowledge of Muggle items was no longer based solely on his imagination, a lot of ground. But when it came to preparing elaborate gifts for his sweetheart, Eli found him a tad unromantic -- even though Arthur had married his sweetheart and had two children, and Eli had never been in a relationship, but he decided to think it over himself.

There weren't many people who came to the dorm late every day, and Eli was used to doing his own thing today. But there seemed to be some unexpected strangeness: the portrait at the door was suddenly being wheeled out, making a slight noise that was evident in the quiet common room. Eli looked up at the sound, but there was no one there, not even a shadow.

Even ghosts are translucent... ... well, Jaime went out with his friends again. Eli discovered his invisibility cloak in the first grade, so it's almost impossible to get caught unless you bump into it head-on.

A night-walker who ignores the rules. Eli averted his gaze and continued to turn the pages, his quill pen scribbling what he thought was illuminating on the parchment. There was a noise again, this time from above the boys' dormitory, and Siris, Sardinia rushed down, hurrying through the common room, unscrewing the portrait, and out the door.

If Jaime and Siris, Sardinia were going out, it would be odd if they weren't working under the cloak together. Eli stared at the door of the portrait and glanced at it doubtfully, but it had nothing to do with him. He looked down again and continued to scribble with his quill.

After two more lines, he suddenly stopped and frowned.

... What is it, a full moon? He remembered that Lupin had asked for leave again from the day before yesterday.

Did Something Happen to Lupin? After a brief hesitation, Eli stood up and followed him -- for all intents and purposes, for all intents and purposes, if not, FERCI would have caught him, written a confession, or sent him to solitary confinement; And if it is, he can always be of some help anyway.

You're dealing with a werewolf in a shape-shifting state. Eli followed Sirius far behind, all the way out of the castle and into the Forbidden Forest, confirming his suspicions. He gripped his wand warily, recalling the spells he had learned to defend himself against werewolves.

He wasn't sure whether the Hukran Guard would work... ... but it might be useful to use the daemon to send a message. Headmaster Dumbledore may or may not be at the school, so it wouldn't be a problem to ask professor mcgonagall for help, even though he may face detention afterwards.

Silver Shields may also be useful in shape-shifting classes, which have proven useful in defense against the dark arts. He should be able to conjure a standard shield, though he hasn't done it yet.

After entering the forbidden forest, Jaime's figure soon emerged. He tore off his invisibility cloak, and hurried forward, the cloak in his hand, the wind blowing behind him, like a clear flag... ... that was convenient Eli, now he could just watch the invisibility cloaks move forward, he followed Jaime to the beating Willow, do not know what he pressed, beating Willow Quiet Down.

Sirius ran under the tree just as Jaime came out again. His figure reappeared, this time dragging someone with it-eli's pupils contracted in surprise, and he caught sight of the man Jaime was dragging by the light of the full moon's gossamer light.

Severus Severus Snape.

Both were gasping for air, their faces Treme with fear. Jaime's glasses were tilted to one side, and he had no time to hold them. Severus Snape's sallow face turned pale. He gasped for breath and suddenly took out his wand -- and aimed it at Siris, Sardinia. Blake.

"Werewolves!" He hissed, his face a mix of anger and hate, fear and hatred. His wand shot a flash of red light across the night sky, straight for Siris, Sardinia's Twinkle, "How dare you expose your classmates to a werewolf who has turned into a werewolf? I've seen it all before. You're committing murder."

Siris, Sardinia waved his wand quickly to block the spell. Severus Snape's stern rebuke did not make him look flustered, and a sneer of indifference appeared on his face.

"Then why did the snotlout come?" He asked sarcastically, his pride and disdain visible in the moonlight, "If you'd known? Let Me See, snotlout shrewdly know at night to come to the school forbidden forbidden forest, is holding what psychology? Desperate to get a hold of your classmates? You saw the danger, but you let your stupid greed and hatred get the better of you, and you came when you knew there was danger ahead? I thought entering the forbidden forest was a sign of life and death. When people break the rules to enter, they should know that they will have to live and die at their own risk in the future. What, you didn't even realize this? Coward."

Severus Snape's face contorted. He raised his wand like a knife and slashed. Nothing shot out of the tip of the staff, but the trees around it seemed to be really hit by an invisible machete, showing deep cuts.

"Pride of Life and Death?" He asked with a sneer, and he would have run at Siris, Sardinia if Jaime hadn't dragged him along. His expression was twisted, and there was a deep hatred in his face that anyone could see, for the moment, that he hated Siris, Sardinia even more than baud did, "Well, let's see. If I had been bitten by a werewolf, who would have dropped out? A man commits his own murder and then has to have a friend clean it up. That's the egoism Blake, isn't it? You're a standard Slytherin."

The sarcasm and disdain disappeared from Siris, Sardinia's face, and his face darkened as he raised his wand.

"Don't presume with your fame-seeking mind," he said softly, drawing down his wand as hard as he could, "I'd do anything for a friend, not like some people, who look at a friend as a dog that's good for them, not as much as they look down on -- want to start a duel here, right? Great, the Forbidden Forest on a full moon. It's a great place."

"Siris, Sardinia! Don't!" Cried Jaime, and he had to pull out his wand. "You've really gone too far this time. You know Remus-"

"Expelliarmus."

The sudden appearance of the spell made all three jump. They stopped immediately, but at the same time the wands slipped from their hands and flew off into the dark jungle on the other side.

Someone came slowly out of it, their wands in hand-his figure became clear as he stepped into the moonlight. All three present felt strangely relieved when they saw him.

"I don't think this is a good time for a duel," he said dryly, tossing his wand back at Jaime and Siris, Sardinia. "One on two. I can't believe Gryffindor would do something so humiliating."

"Hands off those who shouldn't," said Siris, Sardinia grimly, and Severus Snape glared at him with the same grim expression.

"Give me back my wand," he said coldly.

"Don't turn yourself from the victim into the other party responsible for the accident," Eli said calmly, complete with Severus Snape's ghastly expression, "The spells you've invented are a bit unsettling, and if you hit them, you'll probably get fired along with them. They can go their separate ways, and I don't think you can compare in that respect with the noble master Blake."

Severus Snape pressed her lips together, her face sullen. They all quieted down and watched as Eli came up to Siris, Sardinia and put away his wand.

"Now you're holding a weapon, and I'm not," he said calmly to Siris, Sardinia. "If you think I'm doing something wrong, go ahead and fight back."

With that, he raised his hand and punched Siris, Sardinia in the face.

Hard enough to knock Siris, Sardinia's face sideways. Silixton a few seconds, slowly turned his head back, raised his hand under the pain of the mouth, eyes cold, but laugh out.

"For snotlout?" He chuckled.

"For Remus," Eli said quietly, "I thought, and so did he, that you were friends. He confided in you and revealed his secret to you. I'm sure he didn't expect you to betray him for someone so insignificant."