Snape, who left Buckingham Palace first, naturally left Britain earlier than lupin and Hermione. However, compared with lupin, who cherished the safety of the world, Snape obviously didn't care much about the situation on the second battlefield where the situation was deteriorating rapidly... Or at least he certainly wouldn't take the initiative to get involved at the first time.

Although he didn't hear all of Maka's words that night, he realized that something big would happen next only by virtue of his keen sense of change in the overall situation.

There is no doubt that Maka, who pretended to be dead and acted as a demon, suddenly took the initiative to show her identity - which can explain a lot of problems!

However, to be honest, Snape personally doesn't care much about these changes... In fact.

"Wow... Bang..."

The heavy waves gently beat on the side of the ship, splashing a fluffy spray. The ship sailed through the undulating waves at a uniform speed, leaving a fleeting gray.

Snape hung his hands in front of him, and let the sea breeze blow the black cloak behind him. After a while, he turned his head slightly and cast his deep but inexplicably empty vision into the clouds that had been gradually left behind.

At the next moment, with the sudden and instantaneous distortion of the space, there was no figure on the deck, and only an empty ship that lost power and gradually slowed down swayed endlessly with the waves.

……

When Snape reappeared, he had come to a deserted intersection.

At this time, it was not long before he left England. It was not dawn. Several old street lamps on the street seemed to have poor contact. The flickering made the moths looking for light confused.

But Snape did not hesitate. After looking left and right, he seemed to have found the direction and walked along the brick road on the left.

Not long after, he stopped in front of a street house covered with night and a little light. After glancing at the nameplate hanging on the lintel, he reached out and knocked heavily on the door.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The way of knocking on the door seemed a little rough. It was obvious that Snape had little patience left after personally risking a trip to London, which had been devastated, and hurried away.

"Bang bang!"

Because no one came to open the door for a long time, Snape, who knocked again, looked even more impatient. Although it was still only three times, the movement became bigger and bigger, completely breaking the tranquility before dawn.

A few seconds later, with the "squeak" and "click" sound, the door in front of him did not open, but the windows on the second or first floor of several other houses in the street opened in response, and their heads poked out from the windows and curtains.

Then a voice of doubt or surprise came into Snape's ears.

"Professor Snape?"

"Professor Snape, is that you? Are you back?"

"Professor?"

"Is it Severus?"

The voice made Snape frown slightly, but he didn't show too much dissatisfaction. At the same time, the door in front of him finally opened, and a tall figure appeared at the door. He also frowned and looked at Snape who suddenly knocked on his door early in the morning.

But Snape obviously didn't care what the other party looked at him. When he saw the other party appear, he immediately said:

"Call everyone together. I'll say a few words and leave."

"Huh?"

The tall figure blocking the door looked a little black and couldn't see his expression clearly under the reflection of the light in the room. But don't look, just listen to the tone, and the other party's temper is not very good.

"What's the matter? I came to disturb people's dreams before dawn in the early morning and told me to come? Why did you call people together? What's the matter? What are you going to say?"

Snape smelled the speech, but there was no more response, just said faintly:

"I went to London."

"What?"

As soon as the other party listened, his tone finally changed, and he seemed to realize the great meaning behind Snape's sentence. At this time, people who had put their heads in other places on the street also left the house and gathered in the street one after another.

Those faces are obviously not strange, at least for the two people here. There were students of all grades in Hogwarts, and even Mrs. Hodge, a flight Professor, who happened to live nearby.

Now it is obvious that Snape came... Or more accurately, "back" to this Italian residential community where Hogwarts and his teachers and students had settled and hid.

"You go first."

Aberforth, who was standing at the door, took an oblique step to Snape's side and let go of the door previously blocked by his tall figure.

"Roland Da, you go in too."

After saying a word to Snape and Mrs. Hodge, he strode to the little wizards who had gathered, waved his hands and whispered:

"Go back, it's not dawn! Don't run around in your pajamas, go back to the house!"

Cried aberforth, as if unaware of the fact that he was also wearing a nightgown.

In fact, these students are senior prefects or students with relatively excellent grades. These days, they are receiving targeted teaching and training from several professors, and are ready to let them gradually participate in the inspection and defense of the community. The other students do not live here.

However, it was clear that they did not need to gather, and some things did not need them to know for the time being, so aberforth loudly drove them back to their houses.

Snape didn't care about this. Long after albus got out of the way, he had entered the living room which was regarded as the "temporary business point of pig head bar" by the other party and sat down at the round table in the middle.

"Severus, what happened?"

Mrs. Hodge still had short gray hair like a needle, and her Eagle like yellow eyes were sharp. Naturally, she is not good at magic and defense against the dark arts. However, in the face of many disasters today, her determination to resist is no less than that of other professors in Hogwarts.

But Snape shook his head when she asked, sat there motionless, just lowered his eyes and said:

"Wait until everyone comes."

Seeing this, Mrs. Huoqi knew that she would not tell herself in advance with the other party's temper, so she had to pull out a chair and sit down.

Before long, aberforth, who drove the little wizards back to their residence, also returned to the house. Perhaps he had managed to inform a group of professors in Hogwarts that he didn't make any more moves after he came in and didn't go to see Snape anymore. He just walked into the simple bar and wiped his glass goblet as usual.

He was probably not going to change his nightgown with a goat pattern.