HP monster

My hands were shaking so much that I nearly smashed the potion bottle.Pomfrey always believed that I did it on purpose. She helped me hold the glass bottle firmly, and never let go of her hand, insisting that she would not let go until I finished drinking.

I closed my eyes and screamed: "Can't you give me a pill, a pill or something? You can drink water, spank the buttocks, please, please, don't give me this strange thing, I can't speak if I drink it, I will grow feet, I will be forced to leave the waters where I was born and raised, and dance on the deck of some ship, stepping on the tip of a knife, and my life will end in soap bubbles!"

Then, I heard Madam Pomfrey say to Dumbledore who had just entered the door: "Albus, please wait a moment, this child is crazy."

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"You know, for your special physique, we need to prepare some potion for you to neutralize it. Severus has been preparing it since the day I met you... This potion will have a certain effect on the soul. A certain stimulus... I mean, even though it’s uncomfortable, it only needs to be this once.” The old man sat beside my bed, staring at me with Pomfrey as I poured the nourishing potion into my stomach, and then he took the potion out of his pocket. He dug in and gave me a hamburger-flavored hard candy.

"Thank you." My attention was attracted by the dung-like thing that Dumbledore took out of his pocket again.

——If I'm not mistaken, that dung egg should be squeezed out of my ooze.

"This...?" I pointed at the dung egg.

"This is a gift." Dumbledore handed it to me, "Harry, um, maybe he thinks he's not very skilled yet? He just slipped this to me at the door and asked me to pass it to you." He stood Standing up, I stretched my waist with special enjoyment, "Okay, my mission has been completed, and the rest of the time should be reserved for the children to catch up, but you have to be careful not to make too much noise, this is the medical room."

Holding a dung egg, watching Dumbledore go out, Harry timidly rubbed over.

"Dickas..." He tried to be coquettish.

I raised the dung in my hand, and he immediately lowered his head and began to rub his feet.

Looking at his swollen eyes that look like fresh big walnuts, I couldn't really get angry, and sighed, I moved in a little bit, lifted the quilt and asked him to squeeze in—but don't think that's the end of it, the problem There are too many, we will solve them in the same way.

"First of all." I took out the drawn-out tune that he couldn't bear the most, and stared at him straight in the eyes, "Which TV series teaches you to squeeze a dung ball to give to a patient when you visit a patient?"

"No, no, I didn't want to pinch you. I saw that pinching you is very fun...ah, it's very easy." He was a little embarrassed, lying on the bed was not easy to rub his feet, so he started to pinch Finger, "It's just that the eyes are a little big at first, not that your eyes are small, you will know it when you see it, I feel like I squeezed out a Shrek, and it has horns."

His expression became richer and richer with the language, a look of annoyance and fun at the same time.

"But it is a bit different from Shrek. If you add a turtle shell and an eye patch, it will be a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle. But when you pinch it, you feel that the head of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle is not that big. If it is not missing a beard and a walking stick, it can become a Ninja Turtle. I have become a turtle fairy..."

I listened to Harry talking to me about the process when he made gifts for me, starting from Shrek, I can imagine that the slime in his hands was getting bigger and bigger, and finally even the fat woman When it couldn't be squeezed out, how did the impatient child knead it into a ball and leave it aside.

I guess my expression is soft now.

Maybe I'm really sick, this state is a little bit wrong, do I subconsciously feel that I am Harry's father?

This is simply...

that's terrible.

Harry waved his white hand in front of my eyes twice, "Dickas, I called you three times, are you angry?"

"No." After taking the ooze ball, this ball is no longer usable.

"If you don't like it..." His voice became sad, but he still insisted on saying, "I will never mess with your things again, don't be angry with me, you know that I am most afraid that you will ignore me."

"It's okay." Throwing the slime ball, I hugged Harry into my arms, he took off his glasses, rubbed his head against my chest, and found a comfortable position for himself. "If you like, I will teach you how to pinch, pinch Shrek, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Turtle Sage, and fat women, of course," he laughed teasingly as he watched the embarrassing pink spread over his ears, and he buried his head hard I got up and pretended to be stupid, and I was in a good mood to help him smooth the messy black hair on his head. I continued slowly: "They will keep their original appearance safely and will not become big shit."

"Dickas!"

I couldn't help laughing, and after a pause, I asked the doubts that had been hidden in my head since I ran out of Snape's office that day: "Why did you appear at the door of Snape's office? Did you say... um... you said 'today ended so early'? It seems that this sentence is correct..."

I babbled a lot, but never got an answer.

He lowered his head and saw Harry who was sleeping soundly. I guess he was dreaming of a whole box of bacon. A few times.

Reluctantly retracted into the quilt, stretched out our arms so that both of us could cover the quilt.I looked at Harry who was asleep, and whispered good night.

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"come over!"

"Yes, it is……"

"Drink it!"

"Okay...well, Professor..."

"Spit it out!"

George, who was playing me, suddenly stopped trembling, and looked at Fred with a puzzled expression: "Professor, where do you like me to spit?"

I couldn't bear it anymore and threw a pillow at them, but the two brothers laughed and avoided them nimbly.

"I'm not kidding, Dikas." George leaned closer, "Come and tell us how the potion tastes, maybe the next prank product can be made into delicious-looking candies with this taste and sold to the little ones." Partners."

Fred picked up the pillow and came over to help me tuck it behind me, looking sincere in his admission.

But I was still very angry.

"Come on, he's a professor anyway, and you guys are a bit too much. Listen to Harry, everywhere in Gryffindor Tower you see the guy who played Snape yelling at the guy who played me, 'Come on! Come on! Spit on my black robe'! This is fun? Merlin... Hurry up and stop, please, you think my death is not miserable enough?"

Just think of the next night, Snape might use polymorph to conjure a bathtub, fill it with slugs, and let me sit in it and feel the slugs on my skin while I treat it perfectly All the slugs, I couldn't help but want to find the murder weapon and hack the two brothers to death.

"They're protesting, man, Hogwarts students have been oppressed by old Bat Snape for too long, of course, Gryffindor has more, but you probably heard it too, a lot of Hufflepuffs Strange and Ravenclaw students are also quietly joining in," Fred said.

George continued: "Don't you think this is a sign that Snape wants to murder you? Maybe he has planned it for a long time, because you have a great relationship with the savior. As long as he threatens you with a terrible potion, he can kill you." It is logical to control the savior through you?"

... Don't think that I can't guess that you two are laughing together with an electrocardiographic connection that I can't imagine!

Fuck his protest and premeditation, without the exaggeration, instigation and support of the twin brothers, who else could have made such a big commotion?

...National drama, this is incredible!

I guess they never imagined that I still had deep-rooted monster protectionism in me.

As much as they love their country, their city, their college... I have my own sense of collective honor, and I love all monsters.

"He's saving me!" I argued loudly, "Stop messing around, he's not as bad as you think, he's helping me brew potions, he's trying to take me out of the sea of ​​monsters, but you let him After helping me into a bigger monster turbo..."

It's different to think that he's always been less popular than me being completely invisible.

Of course... I will never let the old bat know that I am pity him...

Let him know, he will definitely die...

Just when I was about to say something, Harry's voice came into the medical room from afar: "Dickas! Good news——"

"Harry Potter!" Madam Pomfrey yelled at the same time.

...A matter of luck, he happened to meet Madam Pomfrey who came back when he roared and ran in.

Fortunately, Harry's cuteness skills have improved to a higher level now. I was surprised that he is not only acting like a baby to me, but also to anyone who is likely to reprimand him immediately or who is not ready to agree to his request. just come.

I will never admit that the thought of it makes me uncomfortable.

In short, Harry successfully got half an hour of visiting time under the hands of the furious Madam Pomfrey, and promised not to yell again.Madam Pomfrey brought him in, and when she saw the twin brothers inside, her anger seemed to have found a suitable vent.

"Weasley!!"

"We," "Let's go!" The two brothers disappeared without a trace.

Harry didn't have time to take care of them, his face was covered with mud and dirt scars, and his clothes were dirty and wrinkled, with a big hole in the corner, as if he had just returned from rolling around in the ground.

But there was a gleam in his eyes.

"Good news, Dickas." He couldn't help smiling, and he gave a foolish but unexpectedly bright smile, "I was admitted by exception, Seeker, Quidditch... I mean, I heard that I The first student to compete in Quidditch in his first year."

He was incoherent, but I still clearly understood what he meant.

I stretched out my hand to pull him over, and said solemnly, "Congratulations, Harry."

I can see how happy he is.

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