It was the old lane covered with moss, or the seemingly dead old apartment building. Sirius and flavie waited here for Mileva McGonagall to come back, whispered and launched a series of discussions on how to deal with the sneakers not far away.
Of course, just because everyone here doesn't know much about each other, so that they can't discuss much at the moment.
"... that's why I think the most reliable thing is actually the action plan I just mentioned, isn't it? Don't worry, I've made a lot of preparations at Bill's camp during this time. It's more appropriate for me to test this time -"
Sirius has always been an activist, not to mention that he came to Italy with a lot of responsibility. In order to take Professor McGonagall... Or at least flavie to Granger camp, he obviously had to let the other party leave here at ease.
In addition, he was also a student of Hogwarts in those years, and naturally had no less feelings for his alma mater than others. Now almost all the teachers and students are in exile in Italy, but there are still some unkind guys sneaking into this group of physically and mentally exhausted professors and students, and even hurting one of the little wizards... Even if he doesn't even know Colin, he certainly doesn't want to let this seemingly insignificant hidden danger continue.
"Moreover, as long as we can find out the identity and intention of those people, it must be less troublesome to solve this matter, isn't it?"
According to Sirius's idea, at least take advantage of this gap to convince the two professors in front of him, then his efficient action plan may be more likely to be recognized by Professor McGonagall - there is no doubt that he doesn't have much time to continue to spend here due to the tension on the front line.
However, Sirius soon found that there was a person who tried to disagree with him from the beginning.
"Hum... What? Is there only such a choice to face people in your stupid head?"
Coldly, a voice that Sirius hated as soon as he heard it suddenly sounded leisurely at the corner of the roadway behind him, interrupting his subsequent words.
"Runny nose, if you want to ask me to duel, just say it! Don't think you won't be beaten now that you're a professor of defense against the dark arts!"
Although he knew that it was impossible to really develop into a duel, Sirius did not mind provoking a few words orally, because he was still confident in his strength. Even if he did fight, he was confident that he would not lose to Snape.
Of course, as Sirius thought, dueling is naturally impossible. Not to mention that they should be their own people now. In the current situation, they are not allowed to mess around at all.
"People of this age, what are you arguing about!"
Mileva came back with Snape. Seeing that they began to run against each other again, she could only scold her helplessly, even if the topic changed:
"By the way, Sirius, I agree to your plan... Wait, don't worry, listen to me! I agree to the plan, but the executor needs to change - the person who goes in to talk to each other is me and Severus."
"Huh? He --"
"Don't ask, just stay outside with Filius and Pomona," Mileva said, blocking Sirius who obviously didn't agree with the decision. "This matter... May be misunderstood or complicated... We'll wait until we finish talking with each other!"
"This..."
Sirius looked at Professor McGonagall's unquestionable serious face and glanced at Snape not far in front of him. When his eyes finally returned to Professor McGonagall's face, he nodded slightly.
He saw that Mileva was serious, and that is to say... The sneaker incident in which students had been attacked seemed not so simple.
"Filius, Pomona, it's up to you and Sirius... Keep an eye on it. In addition, don't worry too much about me and Severus inside, waiting for our news."
"All right, Professor McGonagall."
"Be careful."
Flavie and spraot obviously have more understanding and trust in Professor McGonagall. They see that she obviously knows something from Snape, but they don't say it clearly, but they don't ask any more questions.
So, in the three pairs of worried or depressed eyes, McGonagall and Snape walked step by step into the "unmanned" old building diagonally opposite the entrance of the alley.
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As Sirius observed earlier, this is a very old Italian husband's apartment. Just now you can see from the outside that the dark yellow brick wall is mottled with water stains, and thick moss climbs from the corner of the wall.
At present, Mileva just walked into the gate and smelled a musty smell.
"How many American wizards are hiding here?" she asked casually.
"Yes, it's in room 103 over there," snape replied calmly.
Neither of them seemed to have any intention of deliberately hiding, and even spoke as soon as they came in. If you know their characters, you can find that they are mostly intentional, because they are not the kind of people who like to talk more nonsense in peacetime.
Needless to say, these words are actually meant for "others" in the same old building.
MEG nodded to Snape, who saw it clearly and took the lead to the narrow corridor on the left.
McGonagall watched him lead the way, a little at his feet, and then fell a few steps behind Snape.
The two people's undisguised footsteps overlapped together, which seemed a little chaotic in this quiet old apartment building.
When Snape came to the "room 103" door he had just mentioned, he politely reached out and knocked on the door.
In a moment of silence, Snape didn't open his mouth to explain more, and so did MEG. They waited so quietly in the dark, damp corridor with a lot of sundries at the door.
"... please come in."
About ten seconds later, a strange and far from enthusiastic response suddenly sounded in the room, breaking the silence.
This time, Snape did not look at MEG on his side, but directly reached out and twisted the doorknob.
There was no magic spell attached to the door, or the spell had been lifted by the other party from the moment they entered the door of the apartment building... In short, Snape easily pushed the door in front of him.
"Mr. Snape, why are you back? Have you changed your mind?"
Inside the door, the voice spoke again just now.