When HP is a professor dressed as Harry

"Harry." Sirius turned his head and glared at Snape on the professor's chair with an unkind expression, and lowered his voice to Harry's ear and asked, "How is your follow-up?"

Harry suddenly realized that what he had said about fooling Black last term hadn't come to fruition.

At that time, in order to prevent Snape from being too nice to him, Harry directly turned his back on the spot and said that he didn't like Snape anymore. Afterwards, he said that the explanation was complicated, and he would explain it in detail after Black was discharged from St. Mungo's hospital and met.

Now it seems that Potter really has a good godfather, and he came to see him as soon as he was discharged from the hospital.

Harry regained his composure, put down his knife and fork calmly, stood up with a plate of gingerbread, handed one to Sirius casually, and signaled them to go outside to talk.

——I still remember that Blake hates ginger the most, and he would be sorry for his status if he couldn't eat it to death.

"Harry, you're still thinking that I didn't have dinner." Sirius said emotionally.

He glanced at the delicacies on the long table next to him, and then at the gingerbread in his hand. Without hesitation, he squeezed out a bright smile, ate it, and sighed, "Um—Hogwarts Ci’s stuff still tastes old, it’s really nostalgic.”

It didn't look like it was unpalatable at all.

If Harry hadn't fought him for so many years, he might believe it now.Who says Sirius Black has no acting skills?

Harry glanced at Sirius in surprise, then handed over another piece, and said in an unusually gentle and caring tone: "If you miss it, eat more."

Sirius twisted his expression slightly, he still pampered Harry's hair, and readily agreed:

"it is good."

He cleared the gingerbread in his hand in twos and took the one that Harry handed over.

The enviable godfather and son walked side by side, urging each other to go out after eating. Under the envious eyes of the students in the hall, they seemed extremely intimate.

"..."

Snape on the professor's chair had a sullen face expressionlessly, and put down the knife and fork stiffly.I lost my appetite for most of the bread left on the plate.

That's what Potter did tonight?Accompany him godfather?It looked like Potter had reconciled with his godfather.After Blake was discharged from the hospital, he didn't know how to make a fuss at Hogwarts.

And now most of the people haven't left the table, it would be too abrupt for him to go out.

For a moment, many thoughts passed through Snape's mind, all of which were concealed by his usual gloomy and indifferent expression.

the other side.

After Harry and Sirius walked out, the two sat down in a remote corner of the corridor lined with violets.

Harry began to explain: "I regretted that I didn't like Professor Snape anymore, because something suddenly occurred to me. To Professor Snape, I'm still-I'm still-"

The volume of his voice decreased more and more, and finally fell to silence.

Harry's eyes flicked to Sirius to see if he understood.

"Something?" Sirius really asked, but pretended not to hear the second half of Harry's words.

Harry nodded, his expression became serious: "Voldemort."

"No one knew his whereabouts back then, so everyone said he was dead. But last year I found out that he was still alive." Harry stared closely at Sirius' expression, "He is always planning to resurrect."

"The boy who lived, the savior who defeated the Dark Lord..." Sirius murmured in a low voice in a trance, "If he is resurrected, you will definitely be the first person to kill."

"Harry! Does Dumbledore know about this? You really don't want to get involved with the snot man anymore, but he—" Sirius came back to his senses, and his voice suddenly became anxious.

"Hmm—" Sirius' words were blocked by gingerbread.Most of the plate of gingerbread went into his stomach, and his face was really blue.

Harry calmly stuffed another piece into his mouth, and said to himself: "Even if Voldemort is resurrected, I still believe Professor Snape's position. Professor Dumbledore has long been aware of this matter and has been arranging it I'm secretly preparing."

"I can no longer say that I like Professor Snape, because I can't guarantee that if Voldemort is really resurrected, will he know this information and use him."

"You mean you don't plan to say anything in the future, but you still want to protect him?"

Sirius asked with his eyes wide open incomprehensibly, and his expression became serious and cold, "Harry—you liked him before—I can barely understand—but it's different now. If Voldemort is resurrected, even if he changes, he He is also a former Death Eater! No matter how much you like him, you will only put yourself in a dangerous situation!"

"But I can't control who I like." Harry opened his eyes sincerely and said nonsense, "So can you help me when necessary in the future? I still... want to hear his promise. Just promise, I There is no other request."

——to prevent the snot from discovering Harry's feelings, and to make the snot allow Harry to call him by his Christian name? !This task is too fucking difficult!

Sirius was sweating all over his forehead, but seeing his godson's hopeful expression, he still gritted his teeth and nodded.

"I'm also a member of the Order of the Phoenix—well, it's actually an organization that fought against Voldemort back then. Harry, I will protect you and stop his resurrection plan. I will never let you be in danger." Sirius pressed Holding Harry's shoulders, he bent down so that the two of them looked at each other, and then he said this very solemnly.

Harry didn't speak, still looking at him with that waiting look in his eyes.

Sirius had no choice but to continue to say reluctantly: "The matter of Snape...I will also find a way."

Harry curled his lower lip happily.

What he said was half true and half false.

If Snape heard it, he would definitely feel that it was full of loopholes, but it was enough for Sirius Black.Harry's goal was to turn Black's attention to Voldemort, saving him too much energy to toss himself every day.

And the plan that was halfway through last time, now that Yuan is back, it must continue, no matter what?

After all, the relationship between Harry and Snape had become friends and sons of friends, and calling Severus was already a normal name, and Black didn't know it yet.If you don't make things difficult for him, you'll be sorry for Harry's vindictiveness that he suffered from resentment in school.

Once he was in a good mood, Harry didn't care too much.Put the plate of gingerbread on the stone steps next to it: "I'm not full yet, go to the kitchen and get something back, what do you eat?"

"I'll go, I'll just go and get it, Harry, you wait." Sirius finally heaved a sigh of relief, jumped up on the spot, and took the plate of gingerbread away, and the fast clothes gust of wind.

After he ran around the corner, Harry vaguely heard an uncontrollable retch.

"..." Harry smirked retaliated.

When Black led him into the Shrieking Shack and almost killed him by the irrational werewolf, that incident was never over, but it was always a memory that Harry couldn't forget.

Now he's just getting revenge on Blake for finishing a plate of gingerbread, too cheap for that stupid dog.

Harry sat on the long corridor and waited for a while, staring aimlessly at the paddock in the distance, and rarely relaxed, his mind went blank.Suddenly there was the sound of soft footsteps behind him.

His eyes sharpened vigilantly, and he pulled out his wand reflexively and pointed it at the person who suddenly approached behind him.

Standing behind him in a familiar black robe was Snape with a smile on his face.

"When did you come here?" Harry asked in surprise, and slowly put away his wand.There was no trace on his face, but his heart tightened.

He is aware that he has the habit of listening to the wall, but how much did he hear just now?And it didn't run into Blake?

Harry's eyes sparkled with this meaning, Snape's mouth curled up symbolically, and he replied in a drawn-out voice, "It started when you said the Dark Lord."

He suddenly took a step closer, and asked with a sneer, "Plan, huh? Potter, what are you going to do behind my back?"

"I..." Harry looked at himself calmly, but there was a feeling of qi deficiency that he couldn't explain clearly.

He absolutely can't talk about what happened before, otherwise, with Snape's revenge, he might die to see Voldemort in the future.

Snape's expression was not angry, and he seemed to be a little happy in his calmness. His tone continued to be sarcastic: "Didn't you tell him? It's unimaginable—the famous Harry Potter actually teased his godfather like this?"

Harry didn't know what to say anymore, so he could only stand there with a wooden face.

Snape took another step closer.Now the distance between him and Harry was very close, as long as he bent down a little, his face would come very close.Those familiar black eyes looked down into Harry's eyes condescendingly, very oppressive.

Harry couldn't help holding his breath, and kept looking at himself expressionlessly.

A cello-like voice suddenly sounded softly and lowly in the air: "Potter, with your original method, you can get at most one P from me."

"And in three minutes at the most, Blake will be back."

Harry was a little confused about what Snape was going to say, and listened quietly.

Snape stared at him imposingly, with a malicious sneer on his face: "Wouldn't it be too sorry for Sirius Black not to use O's way?"

"Do you have any other ideas?" Harry immediately cheered up, and asked directly, regardless of other things.

Harry would be happier if Snape had to deal with Black too.From the matter of boiling the potion, it has been proved that two people working together will have double the efficiency.

"Only one minute left." Snape didn't answer directly.His eyes were somewhat inscrutable and complicated, he fixedly stared at the boy in front of him, and still kept the movement of leaning over to approach.

"I agree." Harry also showed a sneer, his momentum not to lose the wind.

Seeing the figure of Sirius carrying a tray appeared at the corner not far away, the familiar figure in black robe suddenly leaned over, and his gentle and thin face magnified in front of his eyes.

With a force pressing the back of Harry's head tightly, his vision was almost enveloped by the large black robe and an embrace, and those lips that were always mean and cold finally kissed him softly.

The shattered hair on both sides of Snape's cheeks fell onto Harry's face, and those familiar black eyes stared deeply at him, and there seemed to be unmoved composure and mockery at Sirius in the eyes.

——As if this action was just a plan.

Harry: "...?!"

Suddenly, as if struck by lightning in the distance, Sirius who didn't even know the tray fell:

"...Ahhh! My Harry!!"

He suddenly uttered a heart-piercing scream, pulled out his wand and jumped up and down, his face distorted in anger, and he rushed towards Snape, roaring horribly, "Snotlite! I'm going to kill you!"

The author has something to say: So the big professor is embarrassed to kiss, so he found an excuse, and by the way, he is angry at Stupid Dog 2333

Little professor, um... of course he took it seriously hahahaha √