When HP is a professor dressed as Harry

In the next few days, Professor Snape finally restrained himself, which made the almost exhausted Gryffindors heave a long sigh of relief.

Dumbledore also publicly stated to Professor Snape that a proper confinement would be fine, and there is no need to last until the end of the semester.

Harry was a little sorry, but not surprised by the result.

Let alone Dumbledore's eccentricity, Harry has always stayed in confinement until very late these days, and went to sleep when he was exhausted, and had no energy for night travel at all.Naturally, there was no way to complete Dumbledore's carefully prepared plan.

One day less time before the end of the semester is one day, Dumbledore is of course anxious.

Three or four days after the lifting of confinement, Harry woke up to find little Potter's invisibility cloak beside his bed.There was also a note on it, written in his familiar handwriting: This is something your father left you, use it well.

Harry understood that the time had come.

Even if he kind of hated sneaking around late at night like this, it reminded him of the old Potter quartet.He also had to be part of the plan.

——This is different from the nature of watching the night in the castle countless times when I was a professor.

The castle at night looks eerie and strange, very different from the daytime one, and the people in the portraits are all dozing off with their foreheads resting on their foreheads.It was a sight Harry was used to.

His whole body was hidden in the invisibility cloak, and he carefully controlled the sound of his footsteps and breathing.

After all, he is only a first-year freshman, and it is his first night tour.But he couldn't really be caught by the professor, so he had to carefully grasp the proportions.

Harry controlled himself to wander aimlessly around the castle.Sure enough, not long after, the corridor changed unknowingly, and he came outside an abandoned classroom.

"Who is it?" An alert male voice asked in a low voice from a distance. The man seemed to be coming around the corner.

Harry gasped for breath, and immediately turned the doorknob, pretending to flee into the classroom in a panic.

There are a lot of sundries in the abandoned classroom, but the most eye-catching thing is a large mirror in the middle. The side of the mirror is very gorgeous and ancient, and a series of letters are engraved on the edge.

——This is the goal for tonight, the Mirror of Erised.

Harry thought to himself.

Although he couldn't tell whether Dumbledore was hiding in this classroom now, the person outside the door just now was obviously himself.After discovering the clue, he didn't chase after him immediately but disappeared, which can explain something.

Harry had deliberately left the door open just now.With his keenness, he could still vaguely feel that he walked in quietly, and then hid in a corner.

The reborn Harry was actually a little confused.

He can kill the Dark Lord instead of Little Potter until the last thing is done.

But he didn't understand, since Little Potter had to die, who should do the rest to ensure that he wouldn't fail again this time?Should he still struggle to come up with other ways to let little Potter survive as much as possible?It was Lily's after all—

Oh, now it's his body.

It was this that made him even more troubled.So now he looked at the Mirror of Erised, trying to figure out what he wanted to do in this life—it was probably a way.

But Harry made up his mind that no matter what he saw in the Mirror of Erised, he would tell what little Potter saw back then.

The Mirror of Erised is a mere mirror to the happiest of men, and a superfluous object to the determined.In his previous life Snape had always known what he wanted.So even though he longed to see Lily again, he only wanted to reminisce in memory rather than relying on a false mirror.

So now...he was looking at the Mirror of Erised for the first time.

Harry walked up slowly, raising his eyelids.

……

The red-haired and blue-eyed woman smiled at him in the mirror, and the familiar black-robed man beside her also had an unprecedentedly gentle expression.They looked at each other, and there was no gap in their expressions, just like before the breakup.

Harry didn't realize that his breathing had suddenly come short as he stared intently at the mirror.

Then, Lily's figure slowly disappeared.Harry Potter's thin and small figure appeared beside the man in black robe, and his green eyes showed the same complexity and darkness as his.

Harry came back to his senses, carefully looked at the picture in the mirror, and waited for an answer from Eris.

The black-robed man in the mirror staggered and fell to the ground, his eyes slowly became hollow, and a large amount of blood oozes from his chest.It was the scene where he was killed by Nagini in his previous life.

Harry in the mirror immediately bent down anxiously, trying to pour Snape a bottle of potion with trembling hands.But the man stopped swallowing at all, and the liquid slipped along his Adam's apple and into the neckline.

Harry gritted his teeth, took a sip of the potion himself, then lowered his head and kissed the man.

——Harry outside the mirror was so dumbfounded that he almost forgot to breathe.

Only then did the man's slack eyes gradually gain focus again.

The next moment, the mirror turned into a scene of Harry confronting Voldemort.The two shot a green light at each other at the same time and fell down at the same time.

The man in black robe suddenly rushed out and hugged the silent boy, his calm expression collapsed, leaving only unconcealable panic and despair.

He hugged the boy tightly, silently chanting something over and over - judging from the words on his lips, it was the name "Harry".

After the young man woke up weakly and slowly, he could only hold the man's hand comfortingly.

The two exchanged a tacit and warm look, and the picture froze.

"...??"

Harry stared at the mirror with a solemn expression, always feeling weird.