HP: At the beginning, I influenced Snape's childhood.

Lin Mo's mind was entirely focused on the child in her arms, but heaven knows Chang Feng was so shocked by what he saw that his jaw almost dropped.

Who is Lin Mo?

In the eyes of the enemy, he was a ruthless killer and the root of all evil; in the eyes of his comrades, he was an invincible king of spies.

The way he looked at the child now was so gentle it was almost melting, and Changfeng felt a chill run down his spine. He thought to himself: When I picked up Xiao Mo, my older brother did tell me about his situation, but he didn't say the double standards were this high. Tsk tsk, being a system isn't easy~

"Xiao Mo, aren't you being a bit too hasty by being so direct? No matter what, Severus can't possibly trust you directly."

"If it weren't for... Anyway, it's a miracle that he agreed to you. Will doing this make him regret it?" Changfeng said to Lin Mo with some concern.

"I came for him. Even if he doesn't trust me, I will still take him away. Thank you anyway, Changfeng." Lin Mo wasn't quite sure what Changfeng was doing, but he was still very grateful.

"Hey, it's okay. There aren't any clothes in the room you prepared for this child, are there? You can choose the style of clothes yourself, and there will be some in the closet when you get back." Changfeng was very satisfied with his thoughtfulness.

Changfeng with his hands on his hips (jpg).

"Okay." Lin Mo responded in his mind, a smile appearing in his eyes. He could see Changfeng's childlike nature and understand Changfeng's good intentions.

Changfeng remained silent for a long time, then finally asked, "Um, let me interject, Xiao Mo, tell me honestly, what are your feelings for this kid right now?"

"What kind of feelings could there be?" Lin Mo asked, somewhat puzzled. "I just wanted him to have a better childhood, that's all."

"No special feelings involved?"

"No, what special feelings could there be? If there is one, it's just admiration." Lin Mo was completely bewildered.

"Alright, you can continue." You could sense Changfeng's dejection from his voice.

Soon, a blue screen appeared in front of Lin Mo that only he could see. Of course, this blue screen could be turned with just his mind; otherwise, if Lin Mo wanted to turn the screen, he would have to leave the poor little Sief behind.

However, Lin Mo could tell that Changfeng had really put his heart into it. Although Lin Mo thought that children were not suitable for wearing black clothes, Snape really liked black, so almost all the clothes on the screen were black.

Lin Mo has excellent taste in clothing; she chose many outfits that were well-matched.

However, the outfit that satisfied Lin Mo the most was the white shirt paired with a black jacket. The jacket had silver thread wrapped around the cuffs and collar, outlining a retro and simple pattern.

Most importantly, on that black and silver garment, there was a deep blue bird of prey near the chest. Lin Mo knew very well that it was... a falcon.

If you don't look closely, the deep blue will blend into the black, and you'll only feel a faint glow in your chest. But if you change the angle, you'll find a lifelike falcon that seems about to take flight.

"Changfeng, I'm starting to want these clothes too," Lin Mo joked.

"That's easy," Changfeng's clear and humorous voice appeared in Lin Mo's mind, "You can choose all your clothes from me."

"Oh, right." Changfeng seemed to remember something, "You can choose more, because these clothes have been magically modified. Although they can't resist magical damage, they can change according to the wearer's body shape and can be continuously repaired after being damaged."

"I understand." Lin Mo relaxed a bit under Chang Feng's influence and readily answered him.

"Also, Xiao Mo, today is December 20th, and there are only five days left until Christmas," Changfeng reminded him, implying that Lin Mo shouldn't forget to prepare a gift for Xiao Xifu.

"Okay," Lin Mo replied in his mind, already thinking about what gift to prepare.

Changfeng looked at Lin Mo from his own space, his brows furrowed slightly.

Xiao Mo seems to have some serious psychological problems, even a bit of paranoia. We need to observe him more closely.

A——L——W——A——Y——S

The snow had stopped falling, and Lin Mo, carrying little Snape, finally returned to the manor.

There were no restrictions set up in the manor, so Lin Mo went straight into the house. His arm around Snape didn't move much; he simply flicked his finger, and the fire in the fireplace instantly ignited, gradually warming the cold environment.

"Go upstairs, turn left, and the second room is his," Changfeng's voice came again, pointing Lin Mo to the location.

Hearing Changfeng's words, Lin Mo didn't hesitate and started climbing the steps. When he reached the door, before Lin Mo could react, the door of the hut opened automatically.

After looking around the room, Lin Mo realized that the furniture he had chosen before leaving was just a rough idea; the actual arrangement would still depend on Chang Feng's meticulous handling.

The room was very large, with a huge and comfortable-looking bed, an enormous wardrobe against one wall, bedside tables on either side of the bed, and a lamp on each bedside table.

The sheets on the bed were a gradient blue, while the blanket was a combination of silver and black. Lin Mo approached the bedside and slowly bent down to place Snape on the bed, his movements as gentle and delicate as if he were handling a precious treasure.

But before she could finish the action, Lin Mo found that her clothes were being grabbed by a thin little hand, and that other little hand was holding a paper crane, not daring to let go even while she was asleep.

Lin Mo looked down and saw the wrinkles on the clothes that had been pulled out, which seemed to show the fear in the creator's heart of being abandoned.

He thought to himself, thankfully it's cold in winter, and this is still an overcoat among the complete set of clothes that Changfeng prepared for him.

He bent down even deeper, laying the child's entire body on the bed. The child slept soundly, perhaps from the day's exhaustion and the finally peaceful environment where he could rest well.

The little hand was still clutching Lin Mo's clothes, not daring to let go for a second, as if the person in its hand would leave it at any moment.

To make things easier for the child, Lin Mo positioned his upper body very close to Little Sief, and his slender fingers unbuttoned his jacket in just a few seconds.

He gently pulled off the clothes, following the direction the little hand grasped, and draped them over the child. The overcoat, covering the malnourished, thin body, appeared unusually large without any magic, extending from the neck to just below the knees.

Lin Mo reached out and took the origami crane from Snape's small hand, placing it on the bedside table.

Then he gently took off the child's shoes and placed them on the ground. But when he saw the equally worn shoes, he was startled again and suddenly remembered that he should have prepared shoes for little Snape.

Just as he thought of this, Changfeng's voice appeared again: "I know, I'll prepare it now and put it directly on the bottom shelf of the wardrobe." Lin Mo once again thanked Changfeng in his heart, who was almost becoming a mobile responsive room.

He straightened up, took the pillow in his hand, placed his hand behind the child's neck, slowly lifted the little head, placed the pillow under Snape's head, and then slowly lowered his raised hand.

He took a neatly folded blanket from the side, unfolded it gently, and covered the tiny child with it. He also tucked the corners of the blanket in. Although the child looked exceptionally small under the large blanket, he didn't have the ability to kick it off.

Lin Mo looked at the little boy on the bed, who was a bit frail due to malnutrition. His eyes were clear and gentle, a kind of warmth that hadn't been seen in years, and it was almost tangible.

The child seemed to have dreamt of something bad; his face was tense, and his brows were slightly furrowed. Lin Mo shook his head almost imperceptibly, realizing that Snape's habit of frowning had been ingrained since childhood.

Lin Mo raised his hand and approached Snape's brow, gently rubbing his slightly furrowed brow with two fingers.

Seeing that the little boy had stopped frowning, Lin Mo was about to move his hand away. But for some reason, Lin Mo unconsciously placed his hand on the top of Little Sief's head and gently ruffled his soft black hair.

The child seemed to feel the warmth and caress from above, and couldn't help but rub his head against Lin Mo's hand, as if he had a nightmare and was seeking comfort.

Lin Mo murmured in a low voice, "Severus..." His voice seemed to contain a hint of nostalgia and heartache, tinged with the passage of time.

I broke the bonds of the world, crossed the river of time, and traversed the separations of life and death, so that we may finally meet again. This is one of my wishes, and also the beginning of the future.

Time is short, only a little over ten years. I thought we should be familiar with each other when we met again, but it feels like a lifetime ago, and I am surprised to find that we are meeting for the first time.

I alone wish to hold the lamp, burning brightly in the dark night, protecting the starlight like a torch, riding the wind and traversing the stream; I wish to guide the light forward, burning long in the abyss, solely for a heart as red as the sun, breaking through the waves and parting the clouds.

Author's ramblings: It's still the same old ramblings. Xiao Mo is simply thinking about her past self. She is filled with nostalgia and respect for the person who led her past life to the path of espionage through the book, and she feels uncomfortable seeing the person she regards as a god so self-conscious and silent.

Because of his past life, Xiao Mo has some psychological issues, so taking Severus away is imperative for him.