When HP is a professor dressed as Harry

After making up his mind, Harry locked himself in his room and practiced repeatedly all night.

The former Potions professor who used to have a sharp tongue and was able to choke others to death has now become a stammer.The clumsy words he said could make his former self laugh to death.

"No! This kind of rhetoric is still not enough to calm me down. How on earth should I apologize." Harry looked haggard, put his hands on his temples with a headache, and subconsciously rubbed the broken hair on the back of his head into a ball .

In the mirror he looked almost exactly like old Potter with tousled hair and brooding features, but Harry couldn't care less now.He stamped the floor anxiously and paced back and forth, helpless.

If he wanted to say what kind of apology could really move him, if the object was Potter kid... all he could think of was admitting all his shortcomings, arrogance and a sincere apology.It would have been nice to be humiliated again, but it was a pity that Snape stopped doing it after his relationship with him got better.

But he found it very difficult for Harry to admit those things frankly... No, the frankness to Professor Snape is also a kind of sincerity.Anyway, he had to do it!

Thoroughly made up his mind, Harry opened the door and went downstairs for breakfast.

"Harry, come and eat, you woke up so early, and Ron is still asleep." In the lobby on the first floor, Mrs. Molly greeted him warmly while sitting on a broken sofa cushion, got up and said Put down the half-knitted sweater.

"Professor Snape... isn't here yet?" Harry asked involuntarily, searching around.

The long table on the first floor was deserted today, and there was only a pile of black bonfire residue left in the large fireplace, and the flame had already been extinguished.Because there was no one at the moment, Mrs. Molly was free. There was only one pot on fire in the kitchen, and a long-handled spoon was hanging in it, stirring slowly and automatically. The air was filled with a sweet and rich smell.

"Oh, they haven't finished their work yet...Harry, you can eat first." Mrs. Molly was still vague about this matter, and she readily pushed Harry to sit on the bench without saying anything , hurriedly walked into the kitchen and waved his magic wand a few times.

An empty bowl popped out, and the pot tipped over to pour oatmeal with milk.Mrs. Molly also set the pan on fire, and the bread and eggs in the distance flew by themselves, and after being processed, they fell into the pan and sizzled.She raised her wand again: "Son, how many pieces of fried meat do you want? How about three pieces? You are so thin, you must not eat well at the Dursleys'..."

"Yes." Harry answered absent-mindedly, still looking sharply at the hall inch by inch, he asked abruptly, "Professor Snape and the others went to deal with Voldemort?"

"... What are you talking about? They have other tasks." Mrs. Molly turned her head and smiled lovingly at Harry, without any flaws on her face. She urged, "Hurry up and drink the porridge, the sandwich will be ready soon. Don’t think too much about the kids, they’ll come back when they’re done.”

Harry took the bowl of porridge noncommittally, and set it on the table to cool, but his mind didn't change.

It was the matter of making Snape angry that affected his judgment. In fact, the movement of the Order of the Phoenix has been very strange since last night, and no one has returned until now. This should be a big move.But the Horcruxes were all destroyed, including the piece above his head, and only Voldemort himself and his forces remained.

Could it be...to prevent Voldemort from discovering that all his Horcruxes were destroyed, and taking the opportunity to create another one, or doing other crazy things.Does the Order of the Phoenix want to attack them first?Harry was still hesitant about this point in his heart. If it was a decisive battle, Professor Dumbledore would not let go of the opportunity and would definitely bring him along.

Harry couldn't imagine what the Order of the Phoenix could do in such a period. In their last life, they could only keep a low profile and quickly develop their power. After Voldemort completely occupied the Ministry of Magic, their Order of the Phoenix became more low-key as if they were disbanded, and secretly fought against the enemy.It was not until the last worry was resolved that he let go of his hands and feet to assist Harry Potter in the decisive battle.

When Harry was halfway through eating at the table, there was movement upstairs. It was the twins who yawned and came down to eat. They were still clutching today's new Daily Prophet.

"Hmm, there's no news again, it's calm." Fred waved the newspaper twice in disappointment.George then raised his hands, with a funny and exaggerated irony, "How wonderful, the magic world is well-managed by the mysterious man!"

The two teenagers stood together on the stairs, shrugged their shoulders listlessly, jumped onto the mahogany handrail, spun and slid all the way down, and landed safely.

"George! Fred! How many times have I told you, don't make such dangerous moves!" Mrs. Molly's smile couldn't hold back anymore, and she rushed out of the kitchen again with her hips on her hips, and began to reprimand them in an outburst.

"Mom is more irritable than usual today." The twins naturally moved their left ear in and out of their right ear. They came over and pulled the chairs around Harry to sit down. George whispered, "The spirit is tense."

"How's your apology practice going?" Fred asked, also winking.

"Not too good." Harry avoided the topic unnaturally, his voice was a little dry, he lowered his head to cover up a sip of cereal, and asked the question he cared about the most, "... I always feel that today is very unusual, Did you hear what their meeting was saying last night?"

"Only listened to a sentence or two." Fred's voice was lower, so as not to hear the mother who went back to the kitchen to make breakfast for the two of them, "The telescopic ear was taken away by Kreacher as garbage, but Those people seem to be discussing what to do with 'Mundungus'."

"Just this?" Harry raised an eyebrow in surprise and paused.

"Because his negligence gave away the location and nearly killed you, man." George added, he said solemnly, "Although Professor Snape has always been more annoying...well, don't stare at me like that, Harry, he It's just...uh, a little unlikable." George reluctantly changed his words against his conscience, and admitted with a subtle expression: "But Professor Snape is very good to you."

"This matter is very serious. I guess they will definitely not let Mundungus participate in the next action. It will be useless if Dumbledore comes." Fred followed the comments one by one.

"—Here comes the fried meat!" The appearance of Mrs. Molly interrupted the conversation. She came over with the twins' breakfast and put it on the table. Sure enough, the two large plates were also piled up with eggs, fried meat and slices of bread.Fresh vegetable salads are piled up in one corner as high as a hill, and they are packed full of salad dressings.

Her appearance caused the three of them to stop talking tacitly. It was not until Mrs. Molly returned to the sofa to continue knitting that George complained in a low voice: "...Damn, I'm going to eat so many vegetables in the morning." Became a goblin."

"Two goblins." Fred turned pale like his brother.Together they cast their gazes expectantly at Harry.

"Don't even think about it." Harry sternly refused without changing his expression, and quickly ate all the fried meat on his plate with a calm demeanor.Potter's small body is too poor, he has to eat as much as possible to improve his emaciation.

"Where are you going, Harry?" After finishing his meal, Harry put down the dishes, turned around and saw that he was going towards the fireplace, Mrs. Molly had to ask worriedly, and politely stopped him, "During this kind of time... It's better to stay here and don't go out, my dear, it's too dangerous."

"Go to Professor Snape's office." Harry replied calmly, "It's also safe there, I won't run around, just get some things."

He knew that even though it was a holiday, the fireplaces in the Hogwarts professors' offices were still on, especially himself.Harry had vaguely guessed about the current situation, and he was going to verify it now.

If he guessed correctly, he could also rush to the principal's office to question Dumbledore.

Sure enough, this time Mrs. Molly couldn't refute.After the raised bonfire turned green, the boy stood up and disappeared into the room.

"..." George and Fred exchanged glances at the dinner table and fell silent.

What did Harry discover?Something must have happened out there.

——How about staying here?Fred, wait for Harry to come back.

No problem, buddy, they might still find a chance to help.

The author has something to say: I'm finally going to write about Armageddon, because... qwq Voldemort is really tired of playing.My focus is only on finishing the fight with Lao Fu, and the big and small professors will have a sweet and sweet life.

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