[HP] Daddy's Little Prince

When he got the news of Peter's escape from prison, Harry was stunned. He froze on the spot and forgot to continue arguing with Snape. What about a criminal getting away?

Snape steadied Harry the first time he got the news, he couldn't let the little savior rush out to find that dirty mouse who didn't know where it was, and it's definitely not Slytherin style to sit and wait for death - he thought, Maybe, the dog still has some use, and Harry Potter... maybe Parseltongue is a good skill.

"I'm going to kill him!" Harry snarled, feeling that Sirius was right that he should have killed the traitor himself instead of waiting for some dementor kiss from the Ministry of Magic.

"You can't find him at all." It was rare that he didn't sarcastically sarcastically at Harry who lost his composure, Snape held on to the savior's shoulders tightly, "Now, if you want to catch him instead of catching him, is it impulsive and reckless? Is it etched in your mind, Harry Potter?"

"I..." Looking at Snape with wide eyes, Harry grabbed back his lost sanity, "But... what should I do? I...Professor, what should I do?"

"Use your brain!"

Harry stared wide-eyed at Snape with tear-filled eyes because of excitement—he was... telling himself what to do?

The emerald green color exploded into a firework before his eyes, and Snape could only see the vibrant color—green like a spring bud, maybe... a clear lake, just like the one he saw when he was ten years old The little flower held in the hand of that happy and cheerful girl released its vitality with a snap.

Faced with such a pair of eyes, Snape suddenly became timid, he didn't dare to look again... Those were not Lily's eyes, because Lily's eyes only had pure passion and light, but the eyes in front of him were different, not only full of passion And the light, and the depth that he can't understand... Yes, a 13-year-old child will be deep, and no one will believe it when he tells it-but he is sure that he sees the depth, a kind of calmness and profundity condensed The demure, as if the owner of those eyes is not a child but an adult!

Merlin's eyeballs!what a terrible thing

Severus Snape secretly cursed that Dumbledore had developed such a weird personality for his great golden boy, and at the same time felt that he really shouldn't look at this Potter with colored glasses ——Yes, if he really had the same character as the old Potter, maybe he could curse this Potter without any psychological burden, but actually no, this Potter is too different from the old Potter... completely ——except for that inexplicable sense of justice—almost completely bears no resemblance to old Potter.

However, Harry didn't notice Snape's empty eyes at all, but his eyes became brighter and brighter - yes, use your brain, Harry!

"I think... I need your help, Professor Snape." Harry said seriously, "Perhaps, there will be a potion for rats."

"I'm glad you realize this." Snape said dryly, letting go of the Savior's hand, "This potion is not very popular in the wizarding world, but I think you can go and see Look at page 120 of that green-covered Home Potions Compendium, and maybe there's something to gain."

"Okay, Severus, I'm going to read it right now." Harry straightened his collar, turned and went to the bookshelf to get the book—the emerald green cover, with a few beautiful cursive letters on it, and a hand-painted A housewife-like woman is cleaning a large cauldron with potions——"Home Potions Compendium", and of course there will be rodent control potions.

Harry cheered up.

There were some annotations in that book, which Harry found very useful, and the font was very familiar, which made him know Snape better—a person who even studied potions at home, is really amazing, isn’t it? ?

In view of Sirius' previous record of escaping from prison, Harry calculated the approximate time it would take for Pediru to arrive at Hogwarts - captured criminals generally do not appear suddenly, and the wand is also confiscated, so ...He can only take some transportation in Animagus form, and this will consume at least two or three days...Of course, if you have a wand, you can Apparate...Harry scratched him messy hair, now he has to think a few more ways!That damn filthy traitor - Peter Pedilou, he'll kill him with his own hands... no, he won't kill him because he doesn't deserve it, he'll make him take the punishment he deserves - Dementor Kiss!

Indeed, the savior of Gryffindor is a kind boy, but he is by no means a kind boy who can forgive everything - he hates this traitor more than he hates Voldemort, but he also knows that he cannot kill him because Killing means depravity... When Harry was persuading Sirius, Harry heard Dumbledore's words, killing a person, a death curse, is not difficult, but the power of black magic makes people easy to get lost, and being able to use black magic When magic kills a person, the person's soul will be plunged into darkness... Harry had no doubts about this, so he also remembered this sentence firmly.

Prince did not interrupt the communication between the fathers, nor did he interrupt Harry's later thinking. He quietly wrote the homework papers his father left him.In fact, according to Prince's idea, it is much simpler and easier, just grab the mouse and kill it, but he can't say that - because he doesn't know where to find the mouse and kill him, so , Prince believes that he should be honest and not talk.

Snape squinted his eyes and looked at the honest Prince, then at the frowning Harry. After a moment of silence, he turned and walked out of the cellar.When he returned to the cellar, he was carrying a large wooden box with some magic circles engraved on it, and a large copper lock. When the box was shaken, the copper lock would make a clanging sound.

Before Harry could ask, Snape had already opened the lid of the box. Inside was a grid, divided into twenty grids, and there was a snake in each grid.

[This is...] To Harry with a Parseltongue, the hissing of twenty snakes was no different from the howling of a human being.However, he didn't notice that what he was making was a hissing sound similar to that of a snake - the cold snake language came out, and Snape's movements obviously froze, but he immediately adjusted his emotions and let go of his feelings and thoughts .

"Snakes are also useful. They can spread around every corner to catch the mice that keep running away." Snape had a certain resistance to Parseltongue, and he believed that Harry was even more resistant to Parseltongue. Inner repulsion, but once it is useful, it is necessary to overcome psychological resistance when using it.

"But..." Harry looked at Snape confusedly, "I...I don't want to..."

"Listen." Snape looked at him coldly, there was no emotion in his empty eyes, like a dead man, but the more he did this, the more he frightened Harry, "Any kind of talent is a winning talent." Means, if you hold your Gryffindor worthless pride aside, do you think - you can beat the Dark Lord with 'Clean Up'?"

Harry's breathing became noticeably heavier, and he swallowed his saliva with difficulty, but in fact he didn't swallow anything—the green eyes looked at Snape, then turned sharply to look at the dozen or so snakes, and then Looking at Prince who was concentrating on writing, Harry let out a long breath, lowered his head and stared at the snakes intently——

【Hello. 】Harry completely ignored his heavy breathing now. He couldn't fully accept his ability that was exactly the same as Voldemort's, but he thought that he felt like killing people just now, and now he was only speaking in Parseltongue... …So, slightly relieved, 【Can you do me a favor? 】【Can speak our language, and is still a human...】A three-headed snake hissed with the middle head, 【You are rare! 】【Yes, but it's not important, I want to ask you a favor, is it possible? 】Harry thinks three-headed snakes are even rarer!

【Okay, the rune snake over there, he is a Parseltongue, he is qualified to let us do things for him! 】A boa anaconda raised its upper body,【Say, boy, what can we help you with? 】Twenty or so snakes are actually not many, but Harry is Parseltongue, and these snakes have their own way of survival and can convey messages exclusive to snakes, so in just one night, Hogwarts The tunnels are full of snakes - they are not allowed to hurt the teachers and students of Hogwarts, but they are required to catch a wizard who will turn into a mouse, and they even tried the wizard's smell and He becomes the smell of mice.

There was no class in the morning of the second day, and it was rare for Harry to leave the cellar for breakfast. His mood hadn't recovered yet, but his understanding of Snape had improved—maybe it was his illusion, but maybe It's true... When he mentioned that traitor, he felt that Snape was even more agitated than his emotions, that kind of hatred, even though Snape was expressionless, the blackness that he exuded It felt like it was making it hard for Harry to breathe.

Maybe... Snape really hated that Peter, or... did he hate Peter? !

Harry took a sip of milk, he needed to let himself relax, and it would be fun to play that pawn with Prince in the living room - the pawn blocking Prince's five connected in a line It seems simple to connect five of your chess pieces into a line, but it is actually a game that requires a lot of observation.

After playing a few rounds, he heard a commotion in the fireplace, and Harry turned to look - Sirius! ?

"Hey, Harry, I'm so glad to meet you!" Sirius was completely different from the last time he saw him. His black hair was cut short, and his face was much ruddy. Although he was still thin, he could see his spirit. Very good, "Where's the snot man?"

"He's off to class... Sirius, you'd better call him 'Snape'." Harry hoped they could get along peacefully, even though the task seemed difficult.

"Okay, it's just right that he's not here!" Sirius gave himself a "clean up", "Harry, let me tell you, Peter has escaped from prison, you have to stay in Hogwarts obediently, go There must be someone to accompany you... You must not act alone, you know?"

"Of course, I will always be with Harry!" Seeing Sirius, the little prince found it very interesting - this Sirius is different from the future Sirius, and the future Sirius seems to be more... stupid?

"Oh, that's good, ah... child, who are you?" I wanted to praise the child who spoke, but when he saw this child, Sirius was stunned - he looked like Harry, not just like Harry. ...What amazed him the most was that the kid didn't look like he was old enough to go to school!

"My name is Prince!" The little prince puffed out his chest, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Black, may I call you Sirius?"

"Of course, ah, child, of course, you can call me Sirius, of course!" Seeing how his godson has a good relationship with this child, the big dog also developed a special love for this child in his heart, "Hey boy, why are you in school, you're not old enough for school?"

"Of course not, but... I can't live alone at the end of Spider Lane while my father works at Hogwarts."