［Hp］slytherin's Daily Routine of Pretending to Be Good

Private equipment everywhere The protagonist is the beloved child of the Dark Lord. — If he could travel through time, Cronus would choose to go back to the day he first went to Hogwarts. Putting aside the arrogance of being the youngest son of the Dark Lord, that night, I seriously held the palm handed to me by Snape. That way, maybe, he wouldn't wake up and start to regret when faced with life and death. Maybe then, they wouldn't have to take so many detours. When he was young, he was too arrogant, could not see many things clearly, and could not control many people. — If he could travel through time, Snape thought, he might be able to travel back to that rainy night in fifth grade. At that time, he didn't know what kind of danger the boy would be in. The boy wanted to go forward and hug him, but he dodged away impatiently. His bloody eyes were as quiet as ever, and his lips that were good at deception spoke lightly of insignificant things, but when he was about to pull away, a flaw was revealed. "Severus, will you wait for me?" Slytherin, who was so good at pretending, lost his cool at this moment. Snape was shocked by these incomprehensible words, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the hem of Cronus' clothes when he turned around. "Where are you going?" He asked. Cronus did not answer. He stretched out his hand and gently pulled back the hem of his clothes, breaking away from Snape's slight shackles. "Good night." Cronus replied: "I will be back before dawn." They were separated for ten years. If he could go back in time, Snape thought, he would definitely hold Cronus's hand tightly instead of letting him go easily and leaving him to wait for ten years. Concept: Love is magic