Chapter 783

Snape didn't believe he was someone who would have a good ending.

Because he was a bad seed; in his father's words, he was an insidious and cunning bastard.

Although that was said when his father was drunk, these words were forever deeply buried in Snape's heart.

Perhaps this was also why he was so furious when Potter and his lot cursed him like that?

He had once thought that if he ever became a father, he would never do such things to his child; he would definitely give him the best life.

He would definitely make him exist like a little prince.

Just like the name he gave himself.

The Half-Blood Prince.

His child would also receive such treatment.

He loved Lily.

He had once thought that the child he and Lily had would definitely be the most perfect child; at that time, just thinking about such a scene would make him laugh out loud with excitement.

But everything was ruined.

Because of his following of the Dark Lord, because of his love for Dark Magic... perhaps also because of that word "Mudblood" that slipped out in anger.

In short, everything was over.

After that, his countless attempts to make amends were useless.

Finally, she married James Potter.

And then, she gave birth... and died because his prophecy was leaked.

This series of blows left Snape almost desperate.

It broke his arrogance, broke his luck, and also woke him up.

Snape began to act as Dumbledore's informant.

He had to protect Harry Potter's safety to get a glimmer of memory.

Knowing the news that Darren Potter was still alive, to be honest, he didn't have any fluctuating emotions.

He also knew the uniqueness of this child.

This child was a replica of Harry Potter.

No one knew how he appeared.

At the time, his loss and disappearance were things everyone avoided talking about.

He was brewing a pot of potion at the time.

Hearing Dumbledore's message, he waited nonchalantly until the brewing was successful before going to see him.

The first time he saw that child, he stood there stunned.

Alike!

Too alike!

He had Lily's red hair, Lily's emerald green eyes, and he was as warm as Lily when he smiled.

Even when he confronted that hateful troll Kenley, it made him feel as if he saw Lily.

He went berserk.

He almost killed that Muggle.

That child was too much like Lily.

For him, that child was poison. He broke his rules time and time again because of that child.

He was extremely worried.

He was very afraid that one day the Dark Lord would discover this.

So on that day, he broke ties with that boy.

Every day after that was like hell.

The child's polite appearance was like countless Slytherins, and every time he saw him, it was like seeing the scene where Lily left without looking back.

Snape finally realized that he had long since regarded this child as a part of his life.

He relied on him to miss Lily, while clearly recognizing that they were two different people, and this child also had his own unique personality charm.

He had heard those girls quietly discussing the child's merits countless times, and they even wanted to wait for him to grow up.

His charm was much stronger than James Potter's.

Snape had despised James Potter's ugliness countless times in his heart, and despised Harry Potter for being as ugly as James Potter.

Anyway, anything related to James Potter was the ugliest.

Snape had never seen any girl want to confess to Harry Potter.

Oh, right, he remembered, that little girl in the Weasley family seemed to be a fan of Harry Potter.

However, he triumphantly discovered that the little girl had actually changed her affections.

She had predictably taken a fancy to Darren Potter.

Every time Snape looked at this little girl, ripples of happiness rose in his heart.

But when he realized this, he was furious.

What did it have to do with him that Potter's son was looking for a little wife? Just like James Potter marrying Lily, what was he so happy about? Thinking this way, he returned to his original face.

Fortunately, no one thought there was anything wrong with his menopausal expression.

After all, he was just that kind of person.

Snape was fed up.

He didn't know at the time that he would receive that good news during that period.

It was Darren.

Darren had blocked a cauldron for him in his Potions class.

Although he didn't let the potion touch Darren's face, the little brat's face was still scratched.

Snape was very angry.

He used his wand to treat his hand hastily, not even realizing the joy that would follow the next moment.

Then.

He discovered everything.

Darren was his child.

To confirm this news.

Snape hesitated for many days.

He spent every day working on his own thoughts, letting himself accept all of this as soon as possible; finally, one day, he made up his mind.

He quietly put Draught of Living Death in that child's food.

Because he was worried that the child would discover something, he even improved the Draught of Living Death.

Sure enough, the child didn't notice.

At night, he snuck in.

Looking at the child's sleeping face, Snape carefully took his blood.

The final result made him cry out loud.

Although he didn't know why this happened, he still thanked the heavens.

Thanked Lily.

Thanked them for letting him have this child.

After knowing that Darren was his child, Snape even started to feel heartache for the small wound on his hand.

It was a bit shameful to say, but Snape suddenly felt that he had grown up; he had changed from a boy... a nearly forty-year-old boy into a man.

This news made him happy for a long time.

Even when Lockhart said he wanted to start a Dueling Club, he happily decided to participate.

He heard that this Lockhart always bullied Darren! He prepared to defeat this guy in front of the little brat.

Well, although Snape felt this was too childish, he just couldn't control the corners of his mouth from turning up.

When the Dueling Club was held.

The little brat stood in front with Harry Potter.

When he saw him appear, the little brat showed a worried expression.

Obviously, the little brat was worried that Lockhart would hurt him.

When Snape realized this thought, he first felt insulted.

But then he thought that this was the little brat's concern for him, and he almost smiled with joy.

However, he still restrained himself.

Then, in front of the little brat, he sent Lockhart flying twice. The last time, the little brat might have finally realized Lockhart's incompetence. The little brat wanted to help Lockhart, but Lockhart ended up getting hit.

He held back his laughter until he almost suffocated.

So he didn't stop Lockhart's duel with the little brat immediately.

Of course, he didn't intend to stop it either.

Such a small matter, no need to care.

The little brat would definitely beat him.

Especially since that guy tried to sneak attack, the little brat almost took his life.

Snape walked over lazily, threatened Lockhart, made Lockhart behave, and didn't allow him to leave early, so as not to make the little brat sad.

Of course, what surprised him was that Miss Cassandra actually stood up for the little brat.

Snape sized up that Miss Vole.

He suddenly seemed to realize something.

Miss Cassandra, who intentionally or unintentionally protected Darren, always sat next to Darren, and always followed behind Darren, liked his little brat!

Snape felt a bit proud, but also a bit troubled.

Because he subconsciously understood that, in fact, a Gryffindor young lady was more suitable for his little brat.

Dumbledore wouldn't allow him to marry a Slytherin... but as soon as this thought came out, his face darkened a bit.

This child was only this small.

He was only twelve years old, what was he thinking about marriage for!

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