When HP is a professor dressed as Harry

After a long distance, the Hogwarts Express finally stopped.

The students crossed the platform in twos and threes to the Muggle world.In order to avoid being discovered, they all went out in batches at a relatively slow speed.

Harry was going to wait a while before going out, after all, there was a white owl sitting on the suitcase beside him, which was eye-catching.

It was not kept in a cage, and its pure white feathers exploded in a circle.The already round and big eyes widened even further, staring at Harry resentfully, and let out an angry "googoo" sound.

Actually...Harry hadn't realized he had an owl all year.Until the owl couldn't help but flew into the hall while eating breakfast, landed on his head and pecked him angrily.

It was only Ron and Hermione who called it that Harry knew that the owl was called "Hedwig".

In the past few decades, Snape had no one to send letters to, so he always used the school owl.Now he suddenly has one of his own, and he is not used to it.

This time, too, Harry didn't realize that he had to take the owl with him when he went home.It wasn't until the train was about to leave that Hedwig, who was waiting for her master, arrived at the Hogsmeade platform, flew in through the window, grabbed Harry's ear and pecked angrily.

"..."

Harry touched his red ears from pecking, but he wasn't angry, but stretched out his hands jerky and rubbed Hedway's feathers as a comfort.

It was his owl now, after all.

"Harry, it's our time, let's go." Ron patted him on the shoulder.

Neither his parents nor his sister Ginny were Muggles, so they could come in and pick him up.Hermione's Muggle dentist parents and Harry Potter's aunt and uncle were waiting outside.

Harry pushed the suitcase out of platform nine and three-quarters, and rushed out in one direction when he heard Hermione behind him yell "Mom!"

Ron stood beside his family and waved to Harry: "Dude! Remember to contact me during the summer vacation, I will give you a Muggle call!"

"Better write," said Harry dryly.

The platform at King's Cross was full of reunion students and parents, and he looked around, trying to find a woman who looked like Petunia Evans - but there was no one alone on the platform woman.

If it is lonely... there is only that vicious man whose body is growing horizontally and is about to catch up with Hagrid, and whose face is purple and not normal.

Harry's eyes just met the man's for a few seconds, when he saw the overweight man whom he complained about came angrily and roared:

"Boy! What are you dawdling about? Let me stand here stupidly for so long!"

"..." Harry's expression turned numb.

This is what Petunia Evans has chosen for her...husband?

The man's originally angry expression froze for a moment when he saw the owl, his volume dropped an octave, and he growled bitterly: "Get in the car quickly, take your bastard with you!"

Harry directly blocked his roar, followed him back to a car without changing his face, and then awkwardly put the suitcase into the trunk.

——Although he has a bad attitude towards Harry Potter, he is at least willing to drive to pick him up.

Harry assessed mentally.

His initial impression of the family had changed slightly.

When Snape was young, going to school was always going back and forth alone.Obviously her mother is a witch, and she was taken to Diagon Alley by Hogwarts professors when she was 11 years old.

The woman who was called "Mother" was perhaps best called "Tobias Snape's wife".She cried for that person, worked hard for that person, and suffered for that person all day long.Only rarely did she remember that she was also the mother of a child.

She never went to the platform to meet Snape because she was afraid the man would be angry.

Harry withdrew his thoughts expressionlessly, watching the car drive into an unfamiliar neighborhood, where the previous street sign read "Privet Drive".

"Get out of the car." The man ordered him in a rough voice.

The car stopped in front of a house, and the door of this house was quickly opened, and a woman with a long and thin horse face came out.

"Vernon." She didn't look at Harry at all, as if Harry was something to be disgusted with, "You're back. It's almost time for lunch, and Dada is back from Smelting High School's vacation."

Harry looked at the person in front of him blankly again: "..."

Even though it had been decades since he'd last seen Petunia Evans, he couldn't connect the mean-faced, long-necked woman in front of him with the frowning little girl he remembered.

"What are you waiting for? Come in! Don't let others see these weird things!"

After the man named Vernon entered the door, Aunt Petunia carefully looked around and reprimanded Harry in a low voice.

Before Harry figured out the situation, he wasn't ready to act rashly.With some difficulty, he lifted the suitcase up the steps and pushed it through the door.

There was a loud noise from the TV in the clean and tidy living room. A big boy with a swollen face, who looked like his own, was slumped on the sofa and stared at the TV screen. When he saw someone coming in, he just yelled rudely: dad."

His eyes flicked to Harry and ignored Harry.

"Take all your luggage upstairs, and then come down to look at the pot!" Aunt Petunia urged again, "Pack up before you come down, don't let me see anything strange outside your room!"

Harry's eyes scanned the entire living room, and he didn't miss the family photos on the cabinet. He probably knew it.Only then did he carry the suitcase and lead Hedway to the second floor.

The second floor is full of bedrooms, one obviously belonging to the couple.A room filled with all kinds of high-end toys and dazzling unknown things should belong to their son.

Then there is no suspense about the answer.The last little bedroom belonged to Harry Potter.

Harry walked in and set the suitcase on the dusty floor, resisting the urge to cast a Cleansing Charm.

He looked around.

This small dark room is completely different from the painting style of the whole house, dust is everywhere, and it has not been cleaned for an unknown period of time.The table next to it is also full of damaged toy air/guns, damaged cameras and other toys, it's like a utility room.

There is only a small low bed by the window with a thin quilt stacked on it, which barely seems to be able to live here.

Hedwig had already flew up, cooing and expressing her dissatisfaction, and finally landed on Harry's shoulder.

"You wait in the room first, I'll be back in a while." Harry put Hedwig back on the suitcase.

His expression turned cold, and he turned and went downstairs.

Harry wasn't going to help Petunia with the housework as Petunia had just said.That seemed like a waste of time to him.

But let him live in other people's homes with peace of mind without paying any price, and he can't do this kind of behavior.

Harry decided to talk to the family.

——When these potions of his are exchanged for Muggle banknotes, it will surely increase their persuasiveness.