When HP is a professor dressed as Harry

Harry stepped out of the fireplace and looked coldly at the office shrouded in shadows.

"It really isn't there." He strode towards the door, opened it and asked the carved Medusa lazily entrenched outside the door: "Has Professor Snape been back?"

"Ah, it's the little master." Medusa came back to life suddenly, and hissed out the answer respectfully, "He was here last night, and then Mr. Dumbledore asked him for something, and he hasn't returned until now."

"..." Harry didn't speak, but completely pursed his lips.His expression looked stern and terrifying for a while, and it was eight points similar to the owner of this cellar when he was angry, and his aura was very terrifying.

"At your service, little master... I will continue to sleep if there is nothing wrong." Even the Medusa on the door flicked her tail uncomfortably, her hissing sound became smaller and smaller, and soon became quiet .

Harry strode up the castle floor. The school was so deserted during the holidays. Only the portraits on the wall along the way watched him talking in surprise. The boy soon reached the spiral staircase.Before he could carry Dumbledore's favorite sweets on his back, the gargoyle at the door stared carefully at the scar on Harry's forehead, jumped away automatically, and said slowly:

"...It's Harry Potter, you go up, Albus told you."

"They are waiting for you." Another gargoyle murmured as it leaned against the wall.

"Huh?" Harry paused angrily, and his speed slowed down a lot. He still pushed open the door of the principal's office with a cold face.

"Harry is here?" The old headmaster was sitting behind the big desk and greeted Harry kindly, wearing a bright purple robe, a go-out hat on his head, and some suspicious dust on the front.

Although he seemed to be trying to give Harry a reliable image of him being here forever, Harry could see that he was in a hurry. Dumbledore had probably come back from somewhere impromptu on news of the portraits at the school.

Dumbledore said with a smile: "You came just in time, we are discussing you."

"us?"

In the other corner of the principal's office, there really was that familiar tall, thin, black figure standing.As soon as Harry's eyes turned away, Snape tensed his cheeks coldly, and didn't look sideways. He didn't seem to know Harry, completely ignored the boy, and was obviously still angry.

"..." Under the anger when he came, the words Harry had prepared to apologize all night before were completely stuck in his throat, and he was suffocated.He could only turn his head, glared at Dumbledore coldly, and began to question with a half-smile, "If I don't come, you are not going to let me participate? Your actions."

"Oh." Snape sneered uncontrollably, not knowing who he was mocking, "Obviously."

Harry just pretended not to hear.

"We are making some preparations." Dumbledore patiently explained, "We need to launch a general attack on Tom before he can take the next step. But the magic world has been controlled, so we have a lot of difficulties."

Well said.

Harry wanted to sneer, but he still had respect for Dumbledore, so he just fell silent.

The Order of the Phoenix absolutely did something big without telling Harry, and nine times out of ten it was the showdown.This contradicts Dumbledore's plan to push Harry out to be everyone's spiritual pillar and eventually confront Voldemort.

But thinking about it, that's not really surprising.Originally Dumbledore wanted Harry to do that because Voldemort couldn't really die unless the soul piece on his head was cleared.Now that Harry's biggest dilemma has been resolved, the old headmaster certainly doesn't need to let him, an underage student, risk his life to confront Voldemort, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't make him a spiritual pillar for everyone.

If Harry had been a kid, a real teenager, he would have risked this sense of loss and not being noticed, and came running up and asking angrily.But Harry was different. The reason for his displeasure was purely his desire to participate in the final battle.Harry thought he was not bad at it, and Dumbledore and Snape knew this too, but why did they consciously avoid letting him participate?

Under the accusation from Harry's cold eyes, Dumbledore couldn't bear the pressure and had to say a few more words, he said apologetically: "... this time we raided Malfoy Manor and killed a group of food The Dead Apostles come to weaken them. It's all Order of the Phoenix and professional Aurors out there, before Tom's inhuman help arrives."

"—I don't think it's necessary for you to join in. Children can only grow taller by sleeping peacefully at night."

"Humph!"

"However, Tom was angered by success, so you are not too late, Harry." Dumbledore quickly added, and said slowly, "Tom's pride, he will definitely launch a counterattack, so I persuade everyone We are temporarily waiting at Hogwarts, the defense here is also the strongest."

"Because this is also the place he must conquer." Harry sharply continued the second half of the sentence, "Voldemort spent his first days in the wizarding world in Hogwarts."

That's right, this matched the memory of his previous life.The final battle with Voldemort will take place at Hogwarts.

Now that he was in time for the final showdown, Harry's anger was fading away, and he wasn't interested in fussing over the minutiae.He glanced at Snape, who had a stern face on the stake, and said inquiringly, "Voldemort...will definitely want to fight me. This is our chance."

The last time Harry destroyed two Horcruxes in one go in front of Voldemort and then left safely, but he had enough hatred.But he was still worried that Snape was the one who completely betrayed Voldemort, and he played around with them. If Voldemort arrived at Hogwarts, the first thing he wanted to do was to get rid of his betrayed subordinates...

Harry voiced his concerns.

"That's fine, I'll finish everything." Snape said, still keeping his eyes on the ground, his tone distant and indifferent, "And I don't need someone's reminder, Potter."

Harry couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

...Although it was just a change of perspective, for the first time he really felt... Severus, so, cute? ?Sure enough, I was still very angry.

But because Dumbledore was also there, Harry couldn't say a word of apology, he could only try to subdue him with his eyes, feeling a little uneasy and inexplicably relieved.

Although he was worried about Severus' safety, he was also very confident in his own strength... Thinking about it this way, no matter who Voldemort chooses at that time, he will face the same "Snape", so there seems to be nothing to worry about that's it.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

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