Professor HP is not a pedophile

After closing the office door, even though Severus was always calm, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. If it was a few seconds later, the Slytherin students might have seen their dean being killed by a drunken little boy. The panda looked embarrassed holding on to it.

Thinking of this, Severus couldn't help but slapped the little butt sitting on his right arm. Of course, he was stunned after the slap-this was the first time in the world. When did he Severus? Snape would do such a stupid thing? !

The drunken little panda didn't feel his anger at all, and kept rubbing its furry head against his neck, mumbling drunken words indistinctly.

Severus listened carefully - "Hmm...Professor Snape...hate..."

Burning with anger, absolutely burning with anger!

Severus walked towards the sofa with a dark face, intending to throw the little thing on it.Who knows that people are confused and confused, but the little paws are not relaxed at all, and he will cry when he is pulled.

How could there be such a troublesome creature!Severus was going to explode with anger, but he had no choice but to sit down with the little panda in his arms, planning to summon a bottle of hangover potion with the Flying Charm.

Turns out... you can't expect a Potions Master - especially one who doesn't like to drink - to stock up on low-level potions like hangover potions that aren't often used, can you?

What should we do now?

Merlin's lace stockings!That's a really good question.Severus sat on the sofa with a drunk red panda in his arms, his face clouded with lightning and thunder.

I don't know if the stun spell he gave Quirrell in the auditorium just worked. In his previous life, after releasing the giant monster, Quirrell ran to the restricted area on the fourth floor. When he went to check, he was bitten by a three-headed dog.Although he had already explained to Dumbledore when he came out to look for this little thing just now, but who knows if that damned old bee can take the time to check, if Quirrell really stole the Sorcerer's Stone, it would be a big trouble up.

The more Severus thought about it, the more unhappy he became, and he couldn't help yelling at the little thing in his arms: "Potter! Get off of me!"

"Don't!" Sure enough, the little thing protested loudly, "I want to hug!" He said it confidently.

Unable to bear it any longer, Severus decisively gave him a stun spell.

Ok, problem solved.Severus pulled off the little thing's claws hanging around his neck, put him on the sofa, covered him with a small blanket transformed from a sofa cushion, and immediately went out to the restricted area on the fourth floor.

There was no sign of being intruded into the restricted area, and Severus stood there for a while before seeing the old headmaster who came panting heavily.

"Oh, Severus, it's great that you're here, I was looking for you, did little Harry find it?" the old man asked with a smile in relief.

"The little troll who can get drunk on bonbons is in my office now," Severus said gruffly. "Where's Quirrell?"

Dumbledore blinked at him, "He's in the hospital wing, alas, I don't know who took advantage of the chaos and cast a severe stun spell on poor Quirinus, Poppy said he won't wake up until tomorrow afternoon at least .Although you can inject sobriety potion, I think it is better to let him have a rest, this poor young man is so scared by the troll."

Severus snorted, "Then I'm going back, and also, go to the cellar and take your savior!"

"Take it away? Severus, how can you say take it away? Harry is not an item..." The old man tried to tell a joke to ease the atmosphere, but was frozen stiff by the sudden temperature drop in the potions professor's eyes, "Okay All right, all right, let's go."

When the two walked to the door of Severus' office, they saw Neville and Draco guarding there.

Afraid of Severus, Neville subconsciously ducked behind Draco.Draco went up to the two of them and asked anxiously, "Godfather, did Harry find it?"

Before Severus could answer, Dumbledore preempted him, "Don't worry, kids, Harry is in Severus' office, and Severus is taking good care of him. Don't worry."

Severus frowned and opened the door.

The little panda was still lying on the sofa safely, without moving at all.

"Oh, it looks like Harry is sleeping soundly," Dumbledore said with a smile, "We'd better not move him, it won't be good if we wake him up, Severus, why don't you work harder, Take Harry in for the night."

"Are you dreaming?" Severus said coldly, "There is no way my office will be occupied by a Potter for so long, he has a stun spell, you can't wake him up, get him out of here quickly. "

Draco took a sharp breath, "Stunning Curse?! Who cast--" His voice stopped abruptly under the stare of his godfather.Obviously, the murderer was his godfather with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Dumbledore looked "I can't help you", "Oh, Severus, how can you put a stun spell on little Harry, what if he doesn't wake up until tomorrow afternoon like Quirinus? "

"Hmph, if it were me you would do the same," Severus snorted, "who would want to take care of a drunken little troll!"

Dumbledore shook his head and sighed, levitated Harry with the Levitation Charm, and took the other two children out.

Severus sat down on the couch, the little thing's warmth still lingering on the blanket beside him, and he turned the blanket back into a sofa cushion inexplicably annoyed, and then got angrier.

Something is wrong.Something is wrong!

Severus found himself being too lenient with that Potter brat lately.Think about it, when in his previous life had he been so kind to that little monster?She even covered him with a blanket!This is a great shame for a person who enjoys bullying Potter!

Could it be because this little thing really doesn't look like his deadly enemy?

Well, yes, that must be the case!Severus thought about it and came to a conclusion.After all, that little thing is still Lily's son, and there seems to be nothing wrong with being kind to the son of a good friend.

In fact, he was really not amiable like that... But he himself didn't realize it at all, which also caused a lot of trouble for his hard-fought pursuit of his wife in the future. Of course, this is a later story.

The next day was Halloween, and Hogwarts had a day off.

Severus routinely went to the greenhouse outside the castle to observe the lovage he had asked Professor Sprout to cultivate, and when he passed the foyer, he saw the little thing that was holding him last night, crying and acting coquettishly.

Harry turned pale with fright when he saw him, turned and ran away.Apparently he remembered his drunken behavior.

After entering November, the weather becomes very cold.The mountains around the school are gray and covered with snow and ice, and the lake is as cold and hard as tempered steel.Every morning there is frost on the ground.Hagrid could be seen from an upstairs window, wrapped in a long moleskin coat, rabbit fur gloves, and huge beaver fur boots, defrosting broomsticks on the Quidditch pitch.

The little thing who was still locked up by Severus to deal with potion ingredients also started to wear a thick coat, but his nose was still red from the cold wind.

Ever since he thought it was normal for him to be kind to his good friend's son, Severus felt that he was more and more tolerant of this little thing, such as asking Harry to move the potion ingredients and the small bench to the fireplace before working , he did it without pressure.

But that little thing didn't feel his tolerance at all. Instead, he secretly looked at him suspiciously, as if thinking that he was doing this in a conspiracy. His face turned pale with fright.

This month, Severus's research has been going more and more smoothly. The blood poison is expected to be completed before Christmas, but his attempts to enter the Room of Requirement to find the crown have been repeatedly frustrated because he does not remember entering the room where the crown is hidden. What is the correct password for the room.

He has tried "the room where the crown is hidden", "the room where the Horcrux is hidden", and "the dark chamber of the dark lord". A room made of Horcruxes", but still no progress.

The Quidditch match started in early November, but Harry was clearly not interested in anything broomstick-related, so he didn't go to the match.Severus felt relieved, at least he didn't have to sit in the noisy stands in the cold wind to keep an eye on the safety of the little things.

Time passed slowly like this, and it was December in a blink of an eye.