Wednesday.
In the soporific History of Magic class.
Mitchell sat up in shock while half-asleep, only to find the students around her had long since fallen into comas amidst Professor Binns's monotonous drone, unable to wake again.
Wiping the drool off her notebook, which she had used as a pillow, Mitchell was about to go back to sleep when she turned her head and was horrified to find Lily sitting next to her, writing furiously!
Not only was there no sleepiness in her, but her face also bore a puzzling smile.
As Professor Binns droned on, she nodded seriously from time to time, as if she were actually stuffing that unbelievably boring history into her brain!
"Lily, you seem very happy today?"
Her sleepiness vanished.
Disturbed by the sound of Lily turning pages and unable to sleep, Mitchell gave up and curiously examined her roommate, who had recently become quite popular in Gryffindor.
"Yeah, probably because something happy happened to me."
Lily beamed a brilliant smile.
"Because you won the lottery? Earned a huge pile of Galleons?"
Mitchell probed, but after several attempts, none were correct.
Their hushed whispers drew a death glare from Professor Binns.
Lily and Mitchell quickly sat up straight, pretending nothing had happened.
Finally enduring until class ended, Mitchell looked at the assigned essay that had to be at least twelve inches long and worried secretly.
However, Lily quickly and generously pushed her notes in front of her.
Smiling, in Mitchell's eyes at this moment, she was no less than a true angel!
"I'll lend you my notes first. As long as you write according to the content on them, this assignment shouldn't be a big problem."
"Wuwuwu, Lily, you're just too good!"
Moved, Mitchell hugged Lily and rubbed against her.
Other little lions, who had looked like their parents had just died, also seemed to find a lifeline and hurriedly asked Lily if she could lend them a hand too.
So naturally, Lily didn't refuse any of them, not even the four Marauders she had some conflict with.
Having experienced the recent bullying incident—
James and Sirius had become much more behaved after being unpetrified, their enthusiasm for learning spells higher than one another.
And after learning what Snape had done, this group, which prided itself on justice, also had a subtle change in their view of him.
At least for a while.
Even James was unwilling to confront that surprisingly good-at-fighting Slytherin and humiliate himself; they couldn't see even a shred of a chance of winning!
While the classroom scrambled for Lily's notes, only Mitchell inadvertently looked back and saw where Lily went.
Bathed in bright, warm sunlight.
The girl's fiery red hair seemed to burn passionately. When she saw the Slytherin boy walking toward her, she couldn't help but let out a small cheer.
Taking two steps in one, she actively stepped forward to hug his arm.
When gazing at him, Lily's eyes twinkled with a uniquely gorgeous brilliance, as if they held bright stars, and the smile on her face was several times more splendid than during class!
Thoughtfully turning her head—
What caught Mitchell's eye was a group of bored boys arguing endlessly about who Lily liked.
James, usually the star of the house, couldn't help participating, debating others until his face was red. Even the usually steady Lupin subconsciously spoke a few sentences, carefully projecting some of his own characteristics between the lines.
Looking up at the sky with empathetic sorrow.
On this day, Mitchell understood a truth without a teacher:
Some contests, some people, have lost before they even began!
...
"There's a Quidditch match this afternoon, can you sit with me?"
"...A single speck of green in a sea of red? Just say it straight if you want me dead."
Snape's helpless expression made Lily giggle.
Although she knew this fantasy was unlikely, she still subconsciously wanted to confirm.
Last night, in that magical place called the Room of Requirement, Snape told her many things.
Such as the open strife and veiled struggles between Gryffindor and Slytherin.
Such as the prevalence and danger of pure-blood ideology within Slytherin.
Such as the fact that the Death Eaters would sooner or later become a purely terrorist organization.
Such as, to possess power, even he, who was not omnipotent, needed to make temporary compromises.
This was the first time Snape admitted his weakness in front of Lily.
The resulting outcome was that their already harmonious and close relationship became inseparable, and Lily finally knew where Snape had gone when he disappeared from time to time over the past month.
It was worth mentioning—
After learning about these dangers hidden under the turbulent river, Lily also wanted to help Snape.
Just like the Disillusionment Charm last night, Lily believed that as long as she worked hard enough, one day she could provide assistance just as Snape took care of her!
The long-lost one-on-one tutoring restarted.
Although for Snape, whether Lily provided experience or not after entering Hogwarts was actually irrelevant.
However, he didn't say anything to dampen Lily's morale, just agreeing to have a night tour to the Room of Requirement every few days for teaching, specifically training Lily in actual combat and spell casting.
And at least until Snape also learned the Disillusionment Charm—
Lily had to pick him up at the door of the common room to avoid being discovered by Filch on the way.
The two also began to discuss what kind of ending was needed to logically cut off their relationship on the surface.
Snape also made a three-year promise to Lily.
At the latest three years later, Snape would definitely no longer compromise and gain the confidence to say no to those pure-blood families!
This was the bottom line Snape set for himself. After accessing those precious Dark Arts books, he believed he would have completed the link of creating spells to harvest experience by then. At the very least, he could use the system's replication to possess certain self-preservation abilities!
Separating reluctantly from Lily.
Snape finished lunch in the Great Hall, incidentally taking a crisp pink apple delivered by a house-elf.
There were no classes in the entire Hogwarts in the afternoon, and a lively and excited atmosphere filled every corner of the castle.
Amidst the expectations of the masses—
The first Quidditch match between Slytherin and Gryffindor officially began
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