When HP is a professor dressed as Harry

The time of the second grade flowed slowly.

It was said to be very slow, but it was almost the end of the term in the blink of an eye.

Harry was almost used to being with himself.Busy every day, going to class to review the memorized knowledge, thinking about the follow-up plan, and going to the potion office to help - the efficiency of the two of them added up really fast.

During this period, he dreamed of Voldemort several times, which allowed him to pay attention to the process of Voldemort's resurrection now.Of course, since Snape also knew about this matter, Harry did not hide it from him in the follow-up.

Occasionally—this "occasionally" has become more and more frequent recently. When Harry is in a bad mood, he will intentionally irritate himself and try to hold back some breath.But this trick seems to have lost its effectiveness - even in class, Snape would just look at him with a straight and unfathomable face, watching him provoke, he was calm and indifferent, not even talking He fights.

Classmates are now rumoring that Professor Snape is completely ignoring Harry Potter now.This has to be said to be a good thing, at least Gryffindor's points are preserved.

This made Harry very helpless, feeling as if he had punched the cotton, and his mood got even worse.

This time too.

For some unexplainable reasons, Harry's mood began to turn bad again, but after provoking Snape, all he got was a light sentence of confinement.

"Mr. Potter, come to my office to deal with the toad at night." Snape said flatly, never mentioning the penalty.

The surrounding students who were standing in front of the crucible, stunned by the mist all looked over.Both Hermione and Ron couldn't hide their joy on their expressions.

From their point of view, Professor Snape's changes this semester can fully prove that Professor Snape has already taken feelings for Harry.If things go on like this, is there any hope for Gryffindor to win the Academy Cup?

Harry pursed his lips tightly not to look at himself, and nodded irritably.

There is no other way, there is only one last way to vent.

Since Lockhart was "accidentally injured" in the fighting club, he seemed to have become unlucky, and was accidentally hospitalized again and again.Possibly only Madam Pomfrey and Snape could have guessed that Harry was in a bad mood.

However, this professor has no real materials and likes to hurt people, and often does not help. He is an idiot professor who has no self-consciousness except narcissism, and his popularity is very bad.That's why he was repeatedly recruited, and he didn't even have a professor who was kind enough to help him.

Harry was sometimes afraid that Lockhart would fail and want to resign.But now...he only regretted that Lockhart's class was the morning after tomorrow, so far away.

Harry thought unpleasantly as he stirred the liquid in the cauldron.

The second year's potion was too easy for him to finish even if he was distracted in class.Near the end of Potions class, Harry finished a bottle of perfect quality herbicide.

He packed all his schoolbags first, took them out and put them on the desk, and then walked to the front of the classroom and handed the glass bottle to Snape.He looked eager to leave when he heard that get out of class was over, and he didn't hide it at all.

——I'm afraid he is the only one in the potions classroom who dares to do this.

Snape took the flacon, lifted it up and looked at it, then lowered his head and made an O on the grade.

Harry turned around and was about to leave directly, when a low and steady familiar voice sounded behind him: "Potter?"

Since Snape used such a low voice, Harry didn't rush to ask, but just looked back at himself with puzzled eyes.

The man in the black robe looked down at him, his obsidian-like eyes contained some incomprehensible emotions, his lips were pursed, and he seemed hesitant to speak while holding the bottle of potion.

Never short of patience, Harry looked back at himself silently, waiting for his next word.

Snape's cheeks twitched, and then he changed into a cynical tone, and asked in a low voice: "How can something bother the famous Harry Potter? Are you worried about why he admires you?" Someone reply?"

"...No." Harry vetoed somewhat bluntly.

He knew very well that Snape asked in such a tone, he must be concerned about him in embarrassment - because his mood suddenly turned bad these days.This definitely falls on the side of caring for Lily's son.

Usually, Harry would have a better attitude and help himself along the way, but now he just felt more irritable.

"It just occurred to me that I have something to do tonight." Harry made an excuse to decline.

Now the relationship between him and Snape has become a very good friend and son of a friend. It is obvious that whether it is brewing potions or discussing new research, or even in life, fighting Voldemort together, it has become very happy—— —he actually felt bad for not adjusting to Snape's growing concern.

Could he ask Snape not to look at him that way?That he'd prefer Snape to be a little more distant from him?

Don't think about it, Harry also knew that speaking out such a reason would definitely hurt himself.

In the face of Snape's concern, Harry felt that all his strange thoughts were insignificant.He just wanted to adjust his mood by himself.

—If it weren't for the inability to use Occlumency in front of Snape, this matter would not have become so troublesome.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that Snape hasn't used Occlumency for a long time?

Harry's thoughts wandered a bit.

"What's up tonight?" Snape raised an eyebrow without asking further.

He was silent for a few seconds before turning his head away, still sneering unmoved and said: "Then tomorrow night. Remember to make up for tonight's work, I will not be kind enough to pay you an extra day."

…Harry thought he would not agree with this tone.

Snape is so easy to talk now.

Harry raised his head and stared at the black-robed man in a complicated manner, somewhat resenting iron for being weak.

"Is Harry being scolded again?" Ron, who couldn't hear the sound in the distance, could only see Professor Snape's expression, poked Hermione next to him, and asked in a low voice.

"I don't think so. This attitude is much better than before." Hermione's hair was a little wet from the steam in the cauldron, and her cheeks were flushed.She concentrated her head down and stirred the potion a few times before taking a leisurely breath, raised her head and added,

"Compared to Professor Snape's previous attitude, he looks really calm now. Ron, do you think how long has it been since Professor Snape scolded Harry in public?"

"..." Ron wanted to answer when he opened his mouth, but after thinking about it for a long time with his mouth open, he couldn't remember the last time Snape scolded Harry.

In the end, Ron could only ask hesitantly, "When Harry's godfather came last term?"

"After that time." Hermione wiped her face with her hand firmly, "Professor Snape should be really angry with us, we were really punished that time."

"They said they went to Filch's place for confinement for a week, and then they tried to pick on us in different ways for a long time."

"For the sake of brother's happiness, bear with it for a while." Ron said bitterly, and he immediately patted his chest in relief, happily, "Anyway, the old bat's attitude has become so good now, seeing Harry's The relationship is hopeful. As long as his godfather doesn't make trouble anymore, I can guarantee that this matter will be possible!"

It's time for dinner soon.

——Wearing a dark green suit, with hair neatly arranged and shining, the thin man who looked radiant was holding a big leather bag in his arms, and suddenly pushed open the door of the auditorium, rushed in in surprise and called out:

"Harry!"

"Oh no..." Ron murmured in despair.

Sirius circled around the long Gryffindor table in full view of everyone, came to Harry's side and put his arms around his shoulders, and said cheerfully: "I was discharged from St. Mungo's hospital today, and Albster approved me to come and see you. How's it going, Harry? Surprised!"

Harry: "..."

Not much, no surprise, you go.

Dumbledore on the professor's chair raised his glass and smiled kindly at Sirius.Snape next to him turned dark again which was rare.

"Ronald!" Hermione turned her head suddenly in horror and anger.

"It's really not my fault! It's—impossible, why did his godfather leave the hospital today!" Ron stammered, "Hermione, I'm really not a crow mouth!"

"……To shut up."

The author has something to say: Snape: Oh.Something tonight refers to the loving reunion between you and your godfather?

Harry: ...you listen to me explain.