Struggling to survive at Hogwarts

Chapter 294 Comrades

Help?

At first, the group thought they had misheard, but when they looked up and saw the same shock in the eyes of the others, they realized it was real.

Thea is calling for help!!!

They couldn't quite describe the feeling; they just felt their reason vanish in that instant, and they instinctively started running.

They charged headlong into the place they knew best, and where they had the highest success rate—the cellar.

Fear crashed down on them like a tidal wave, and only the desperate, pounding of their hearts could offer temporary relief.

Faster!

Faster!

Find Snape!

Save Thea!

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No one can say for sure why Snape risked being hit with a Killing Curse by Voldemort to break into Riddle's old house.

Because even he himself doesn't understand.

When those "lackeys" stumbled into his office, turning his neatly arranged potions room into a garbage dump with the destructive force of a whirlwind, Snape himself admired his good temper—he was able to patiently listen to the brats' incoherent cries for help instead of simply throwing them out of the room with his wand.

Until he rushed over and saw the person lying in a pool of blood, barely alive—

For a fleeting moment, Snape seemed to see that nightmarish night again, but compared to the previous scene, the sight of "rivers of blood" before him was clearly more impactful.

In the spacious and luxurious bedroom, healing spells, some bright and some dark, emerged from the tip of the birchwood wand. They silently seeped into the girl's body, and her bleeding wounds slowly healed, but that was all.

Looking at the hideous scars that he couldn't get rid of, Snape thought of a certain possibility, and his face grew even darker.

"Thank you, Professor."

"But there's no need to go to that trouble. It's good enough that the bleeding has stopped."

The girl's weak but still gentle tone did not improve Snape's expression.

He slowly rose from his kneeling position, looking down at her: "Whatever!"

Watching someone stride away, their robes billowing in the wind.

Thea: "…………"

Thea belatedly realized that the professor had probably, possibly, or perhaps had been angered by her and left.

But... so what?

Thea slowly lowered her head, raised her hand to touch the hideous scar on her hand, "...It's already good enough that the bleeding can be stopped."

Professor Snape was a good man.

She shouldn't have naively taken other people's occasional kindness as a lifeline.

She will take care of her own affairs.

From an angle no one could see, the girl's smile was so sinister it sent chills down your spine.

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Snape ultimately managed to pull himself back from the brink of death thanks to the quick thinking and adaptability he had developed through years of undercover work.

"You mean...you found...the Elder Wand?"

Sometimes Snape genuinely admired Voldemort, because not everyone could manage to pause three times over a simple rhetorical question!

The emotional buildup is... absolutely incredible!

Snape ultimately suppressed these thoughts, his tense face revealing nothing to anyone.

"In the screaming shack."

“I hid it in the Scream Shack.”

The words had barely left her lips when the person before Snape vanished into a cloud of black mist, leaving only the distant whisper, "Snape, this is the only time—"

I'm only giving you this one chance to make amends.

Snape effortlessly understood the subtext of those words. He bowed respectfully in the direction Voldemort had left, but his expression remained inscrutable.

Thea's crisis had just ended, but Slytherin's crisis was just beginning.

"what?!"

"You want to drop out of school?!"

"I disagree!!!"

Before Theodore could finish speaking, Daphne's series of objections successfully made Theodore's face darken, although the degree of his darkening was nothing compared to what he had just said.

"I want to be with her, even if she doesn't need to."

Anyone could hear the bitterness and helplessness in Theodore's tone, and this emotion successfully calmed Daphne down.

"We were lucky this time, but no one can guarantee that we'll be this lucky every time."

"Given her tendency to only report good news and not bad news... I'm afraid that next time, we won't receive a cry for help from her."

As if they had thought of a certain possibility, everyone present froze.

Thea is capable of doing something like that!!!

Having said all that, Daphne had no reason to stop Theodore. So, at Zabini's signal, she pulled Pansy, who was standing to the side with her head down and not saying a word, and the three of them left.

This action seemed to breathe life into someone in the corner.

Draco slowly turned around, his eyes filled with an indescribable darkness.

"You're leaving? Are you sure?"

"It's confirmed."

Theodore spoke lightly, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden.

Looking at the triumphant Theodore, Draco felt a growing sense of resentment.

Why is he so lucky?

Why is he the one who gets to leave?

Clearly... clearly I'm no worse than him!

The darkness in her heart grew stronger and stronger until Theodore suddenly said, "Actually, if you had come along too, Thea..."

"Need not!"

Draco quickly refused, his mind, which had been clouded by jealousy, finally returning to calm, and even his expression became composed.

"This is the final battlefield."

"I will not leave Hogwarts."

"With me here, at least Thea will get some useful information, and she won't be completely ignorant."

In fact, he had a premonition that from the moment he took over Slytherin's position, he would never be able to go back.

The word "responsibility" destined him to be unable to be as free as Theodore.

But it's okay, he'll stay here.

He waits for his moon to come and take him home.

He hadn't eaten his mother's chocolate cake in a very, very long time.

Finally, Theo patted Draco on the shoulder heavily.

All the complex emotions that couldn't be expressed seemed to be contained in this action.

Theodore left, and Draco and the others didn't go to see him off.

They stood on the high balcony, the afterglow of the setting sun shining equally on everyone.

A gentle breeze blew by, and Draco, as if sensing something, glanced around at his friends, feeling that one day he would be the only one left among these disloyal fellows.

But... so what?

When Thea arrives to pick him up on a colorful cloud, he'll be waiting to see the envious, jealous, and hateful looks on these guys' faces!