When HP is a professor dressed as Harry

This morning, Harry Potter, who was supposed to be in the cellar for paid work, did not go.

This made Snape feel a little better.

He didn't want to see Potter at all now—or in the future.But he also knew he couldn't.

So despite Snape's reluctance, he returned to the headmaster's office at noon as promised.

"Severus, here you come."

Dumbledore was obviously waiting, prepared, and a Pensieve was already set up on the long desk.

"What do you want me to see?" Snape asked coldly.

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, his eyes were a little elusive, and he said calmly: "I didn't have time to tell you the plan last time and this time, but now I have time."

"That's it?" Snape looked at Dumbledore suspiciously, not quite convinced.

"Of course, there are other things in the memory." Dumbledore admitted, clasping his hands, "Severus, I hope you... decide whether to lose your temper with Harry after reading the memory."

Snape immediately sneered.

But Dumbledore continued as if he couldn't see: "Also, in the process, think about why you are angry."

"Otherwise Harry will be sad in the end," he added.

"That has nothing to do with me." Snape said dryly, staring at Dumbledore expressionlessly.

Dumbledore turned his head noncommittally, stopped talking, took out his wand and pointed at his temple to start extracting memories.

The silver-white aerosol-like substance was thrown into the Pensieve, and the liquid inside immediately rolled and changed color.

"Let's go." Dumbledore made a gesture of invitation.

Snape glanced at him, reluctantly, but bent down and buried him anyway.

……

After the last plan has been described, this time's plan will follow immediately.

"If you don't let me take the risk, then let Professor Snape take the risk?" Potter actually used a mocking tone to Dumbledore.

He stared at the most prestigious white wizard without fear, and his fierce voice for Snape's grievances became louder and louder: "Let him become a double agent again, groveling and lurking beside Voldemort, abandoning his reputation and In the future, are you still risking your life just to obtain that bit of illusory real information?"

"My Occlumency is very good, and I can completely hack into Voldemort's mind to check the situation... It's easier than Professor Snape risking his life as a double agent!"

Snape looked at it with mixed feelings, and the knuckles of his hands hanging by his side were a little white.

"He begged me not to tell you," said Dumbledore deeply, "because he knew you wouldn't agree."

"I'm sorry, Professor Snape, but I won." Little Potter said bravely—his awkward but determined look in the morning reappeared in front of Snape.

"I only have one last request, let Severus decide." Dumbledore's expression softened in memory, "Harry, all you need to do is prove that your Occlumency is better than Severus."

"If you can't do that ... I'm going to plan on the original decision."

"That's why Harry must win." Dumbledore beside Snape said slowly.

The memory surged and sent the two of them back to reality.

"..."

Snape stared blankly at the patterns on the Pensieve, and was speechless for a moment.

Potter actually complained about him like that...

"You can't demand that he have too many scruples while winning, he is still a child." Dumbledore persuaded tactfully, "As for Harry's intentions, I don't think we need to prove it too much."

Snape pursed his lips and remained silent.

So this time too... Potter was taking the opportunity to piss him off so he could settle the matter?

Damn Potter, he still made it.

Flames of anger welled up in Snape, but also feelings he didn't want to admit.

Was he protected by Potter in every possible way?

Potter would rather...

Snape's mood was a little complicated and confused.

"There's no need to do that." He still said in a cold voice, staring straight at the grain of the floor, "After the Dark Lord is resurrected, I will return to him. I will—"

Snape paused, and his voice became even dry: "Protect - Lily's child."

Dumbledore frowned disapprovingly, and his eyes on Snape suddenly became sharp.

Snape looked away, not meeting him.

"Severus...do you know what you're talking about?"

"I'm awake." Snape replied coldly.

Dumbledore looked at him probingly for a while, and then asked unexpectedly: "Excuse me, Severus...do you like Harry?"

Snape almost choked on his own saliva at the question.

His face turned red instantly, and hissed with unbelievable ferocity: "Dumbledore! Are you old and confused!"

"Aren't you denying that now because Harry looked at your memory?" asked Dumbledore.

……Yes.

Potter saw the worst of his past.

Will I still like him in the future?

Snape sneered in disgust: "How could I like a Potter! And he's still the old Potter's son!"

This reason is indeed very good.

Dumbledore nodded slowly as if believing it, his expression suddenly became tired, as if he had aged a lot in an instant: "...Then Severus, I only have one request."

Snape turned his eyes back, looking at Dumbledore waiting.

"Don't lose your temper with Harry because of what you remember." Dumbledore said with feigned sadness, "After all, he doesn't have much time left."

Snape's expression froze for a moment.

"What's going on?" He asked sullenly, barely hiding his anxious tone.

Dumbledore blinked, and sighed half-truthfully, "Harry said that he died in his last life, and he didn't even graduate from Hogwarts. This time we have the information provided by Harry." , the speed of finding the Horcrux will only be faster. Maybe it will only take five years, maybe three years."

"And Harry is now 12 years old..." Dumbledore's unfinished words were obvious.

Snape's expression was so gloomy that he could drip water, he clenched his fists and did not speak.

"Severus, promise me." Dumbledore urged him, "Be nice to Harry, can you? If he expresses his love for you, please don't refuse directly."

Snape stared at Dumbledore in disbelief.

Dumbledore looked back at him persistently: "If you don't want Harry to have such a hard time in his last few years."

"..."

Those words made Snape's heart almost constrict.

He could only grudgingly snort from his nasal cavity, and he agreed.

……

Although this realization is very, very, very incredible.

But Snape really couldn't deny the fact that he just realized today.

He just didn't want to admit it to Albus's face.

He flinched.

The author has something to say: Yueban: Snape's favorability is 90%...95%...100%!Professor Snape has been captured!

Harry: Wait!What?what's the situation? !I do not know how!How could he take it seriously? !He's Snape!