The Return Of The Half-Blood Prince

Chapter 4- When I Spoke Bad About A 'Riddle'

When I open my eyes, the light has gone and so has the purple. I am in back the office, as I expected to be. But this is not Dumbledore's Office.

In front of me sits a white haired, light skinned, brown eyed Professor, with a shocked expression on his face. I am, apparently , standing on the headmaster's table, the time turner, in my hand.

"Professor Armando Dippet, I assume." I start.

" Yes, but, w....who in the name of Merlin, are you?" he asks, still clearly shaken. I, totally embarrassed, get down. I can understand him. Just imagine, yourself, perfectly happy, sitting in your armchair, and suddenly, someone just appears in front of you, standing, on you desk! Drastic, right?

"I am Severus Snape," I introduce myself with my head high. "a student, and later, a teacher at Hogwarts."

Professor Dippet gets up slowly. " I'm afraid, I fail to understand your words."

"I'll explain." I sit down in the chair opposite the Headmaster. I try to speak calmly. "I have come here from the future using this time turner." I show him my hand. " I was not supposed to be seen by anyone, but unfortunately, you did see me."

"Pardon me, but I do not understand this. Even if you did come from the future, then for what purpose and why in 'this' state?" asks the trembling Professor. "Also," he continues, "I believe , time travel for more than a few hours back, can lead to the death of a person."

" I'm damn sure that you must be knowing Professor Albus Wulfric Brian Dumbledore."

"Yes, Dumbledore. He teaches here, at Hogwarts. But how do you know him?"

"Well, he sent me here and gave me this time turner. It can not only take you centuries, back in time, but also take you into the future. Now, I'd really appreciate if you would calm down and listen to me. I have come here as a friend, not an enemy. Rather, I have come here to kill the enemy in order to save thousands of people who, in the future, are going to be killed in a war." I stop for a minute.

Then, I continue, "Presently, a boy named Tom Marvolo Riddle is studying here. He joined last year, and...."

Wait, I think. It won't seem exactly nice to break it out this way: 'Hey, Professor, I've come here to murder one of your second years for the benefit of thousands of people, in the future, including mine. So shut up and let me do my job and go back.'

" ,and I wish to meet him." I finish my sentence.

"Wait, what does Mr. Riddle have to do with the war that you are talking about? And Professor Dumbledore?"

"I'm so very sorry to say this but this 'Mr. Riddle' of yours, in future, called Lord Voldemort will be the cause of this war. Many, in the wizarding world, once feared to speak his name. I don't know about now, as Harry Potter killed him."

"You mean, he is the enemy? Utter Nonsense. He is a poor boy, who has come from an orphanage and was up till now unknown about his wizarding abilities. And you are speaking about killing a child, who has not done anything wrong IN HIS LIFE?" he shouts. He realizes his behavior and settles down in his chair.

" I think it would be best for me to meet the boy." I say.

"I'm sorry, but I won't let you do any harm to an innocent child who......."

"Who is going to kill half-bloods, mudbl....muggle-borns and muggles alike, put so many lives in danger and use his snake to almost kill me just for my wand?" I interrupt. " I insist to see him."

The Professor gulps. "Please, stop. Which subject do you teach, you said?"

"I didn't, but anyway, I used to teach Potions and Defense Against The Dark Arts, before the war."

"Would you like to teach Defense at Hogwarts till our present teacher returns? You can do your work too, not that you have my permission to kill Riddle. But you may like to investigate."

"It's a deal, then. Thank you Professor." I say. "And, I would certainly like to meet Professor Dumbledore too."

I put the time turner back into my pocket and leave the office along with Dippet to see my room.

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A/N: This conversation has not been written in detail. Sorry for that.