[HP] Chaotic Love

So Harry looked humble, "Don't be so sure, we haven't been sure yet."

A lie told a hundred times may become the truth, JQ has been told countless times by everyone, so JQ will also come true.

That's always been the case with gossip.

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study

The two cast countless spells at the door before they started talking.

"Sev, do you believe in resurrection from the dead?"

Our platinum noble raised his delicate eyebrows gracefully, raised his chin slightly, and started the conversation first.

"Are you kidding?" Snape frowned, on the surface he dismissed Lucius' words, but on the other hand he was secretly interested.

"You are Drake's godfather. Your name was signed by a magic contract on the genealogy. After the end, your name went dark for a whole year, but it lit up again half a year ago."

Lucius' tone paused, and he bought a pass, as if he was willing to speak on purpose to whet people's appetite.

"It's amazing, Sev. You know, the ancient family always has some ancient magic to detect traces of life, and there will never be mistakes."

Snape frowned slightly, "I don't know what happened, it should be Harry who saved me if nothing else happened."

"I remember you used to call him Potter." Lucius smiled treacherously.

"It's the same now, Lucius, put away your disgusting smile." The Snake King rudely interrupted the platinum nobleman, "You didn't come just to tell me what happened half a year ago and the title of the savior."

"Of course," Lucius obviously didn't care about Snape's tone, "I originally wanted to remind you about the savior in the newspaper, you should be careful if the Dark Lord is not dead, but since Mr. Potter is with you Obviously the newspapers are rumors."

"Well, get out, the studio has your potion." Snape snorted coldly, never forgetting to decorate his flower peacock.

"One more thing." The Platinum Noble smiled not at all Slytherin.

"Huh?" The professor just replied with a nasal voice impatiently.

"Actually, I think the savior is pretty good, at least much better than his mother."

"Lucius, get lost!"

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Although Lucius' ridicule was directly ignored, some words of the platinum nobleman still caught Snape's heart.

Or, to have Snape focus on something else.

He always thought that it was Harry who saved him back then, but due to some reasons, he only woke up now, but it seemed that the reality was not so simple.

According to Lucius, he was obviously dead, so why did he come back to life.

What method did Harry use to bring himself back to life...

Snape hurried to the studio and saw Harry who was talking silently with Draco.

"Draco, your father is waiting for you in the living room."

No matter whether he was a professor or a godfather, Snape was equally ruthless, as can be seen from Draco's respectful face and his lack of disobedience.

Soon, only Snape and Harry were left in the room.

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Harry had some bad premonition for no reason, although he himself didn't know what this bad premonition came from,

"Harry," Snape said slowly, approaching Harry, "how did you save me?"

The corner of Harry's eyes twitched, and then he smiled stiffly, "Why did the professor think of asking this?"

"Am I dead?" Snape saw Harry's shocked expression as expected, and then he had an answer in his mind, "Don't lie to me, Harry."

The boy trembled for a moment, and then he seemed to speak stubbornly, "The important thing is that you are still alive, Professor."

Snape straightened up, his black eyes were fixed on Harry's, and he frowned slightly.

"Has our savior ever thought that maybe I don't want to live at all?"

The man held Harry's thin shoulders, and he could feel the boy trembling almost under his own words.

He watched Harry almost unable to control his emotions at all, and silently said sorry in his heart.

Snape was a master of Occlumency, as well as a master of Legilimency.

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four years ago

In the sixth grade, the war has not yet started, but both sides have already started preparing for the battle.

For example, Dumbledore and Harry began to search for Horcruxes, and Voldemort's minions also began to encroach on the expanded territory. Everything indicates that the war is about to break out.

Even Hogwarts is no longer safe.

The murderer is among the classmates who get along day and night, but no one knows who they are.

Leaning into Snape's arms, Harry took a deep breath.

"Professor... I didn't expect that even Hogwarts would have an accident... Maybe your friend around you is a murderous demon..."

The boy leaned into the man's arms again, and seemed to be a little chilly.

Snape could only smile wryly thinking of Dumbledore's order, he kissed Harry's forehead lightly, "Then don't believe anyone, especially me."

It didn't take long for Harry to understand what the words meant.

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"Severus, please..."

Dumbledore died before Harry's eyes, at Snape's hands.

Harry had to admit that Snape was a traitor.

The boy chased the Death Eaters like crazy, and even several DA members were frightened by Harry's posture, and tried their best to stop Harry, for fear that he would do something stupid.

Harry just subconsciously chased that tall figure, and all the spells turned into "Shen Feng Wu Ying" when he reached his lips - it was given to him by Snape, the betrayer.

What a jerk he is.

Later Harry fell into a madness that made everyone in the Order of the Phoenix terrified.

He seemed no longer pure, lively, optimistic, and cheerful. He didn't hesitate to treat Death Eaters, and hated evil like hatred.

The boy seemed invincible overnight.

Then, there were countless confrontations with Death Eaters. The boy's use of black magic was as amazing as his talent in defense against the dark arts.

The boy seemed to have stripped all the compassion and compassion of the past from his bones. Except for Hermione and Ron, he refused to trust anyone and showed no mercy to anyone.

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Four years later

Countless painful memories made Snape involuntarily exit Harry's mind and stop the invasion.

Harry felt in a trance that his knee was aching, and at some point, he fell to the ground. He looked at the surrounding decorations in a daze, and didn't realize what happened just now for a long time.

Snape frowned, and stretched out his hand, as if trying to help Harry up, but the boy pushed him away violently.

"You used Legilimency on me!" Harry complained angrily about the other party's behavior, Harry in front of Snape seemed to have always been vulnerable.

"Professor... I trust you so much..."

Snape didn't waver in the slightest, he just spoke coldly with complicated eyes.

"As I said earlier, Harry, trust no one, least of all me."

The man knelt down on one knee, keeping Harry's eyes at the same height, his deep voice was full of magnetism, "I am obviously dead, how did you save me?"

He moved closer and closer to the boy, barely a hair's breadth between them.

"Harry, why did you save me?"

The boy could only smile wryly, "Just think of me as a fool."

Harry struggled to his feet and staggered out of the room.

Snape was the only one left in the empty room, sighing alone, "That's why I'm worried."

So stupid it hurts.

It's always the case.

☆、Chapter 12

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Spider's End

Harry left in a daze, and Snape finally couldn't rest assured and followed.

"How are you?"

No matter how many times the question was asked, no matter how out of the ordinary the boy was, Snape never seemed to get the same answer.

"Professor, I'm fine."

Harry tried his best to pull out a smile, and that far-fetched look made his words seem unbelievable.

Looking at Harry sitting on the stairs of the room with a dejected face, Snape naturally sat beside the boy.

Compared with Harry's small body, Snape was so tall that people were easy to lean on, as if he was just standing there as if he was protecting him, strong and powerful.

Indeed, Snape was a powerful wizard in every respect, and Harry felt a little frustrated thinking about it.

Even the Defense Against the Dark Arts, which he has always been good at, still has no room to show off in front of this man.

Maybe it's because she's already used to accepting the other party's protection, so it's only natural for her to be weak.

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Harry straightened his somewhat messy hair, then sighed helplessly.

"Maybe I'm really not suitable to be a savior."

Harry knew himself—weak and incompetent, easily controlled by his emotions, and lacked the ability to save his life.

"If a smarter person were the savior, maybe the Order of the Phoenix wouldn't suffer such... heavy losses."

Seeing the boy laughing bitterly at himself, Snape looked at the boy's tense body, pursed his lips lightly, and said something cautiously after a while.

"No, no one is more suitable than you."

Harry suddenly smiled, his eyes burning, "Do you think this conversation is familiar?"

Snape didn't answer, but just looked away, but the corners of his lips curled up vaguely.

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four years ago

Snape was very dissatisfied with Harry who hurried back from the outside, he looked at the muddy Harry, and ordered to convey his own rules.

"Don't come back after ten o'clock, don't miss make-up lessons, don't bring any Quidditch items to my place." After thinking for a while, Snape added, "Also, every day after seven o'clock, add two hours of training."

"Why! Then I won't have any time for myself!" Harry protested loudly dissatisfied.

Even if the relationship between them is ambiguous, it can't stop Gryffindor's personality of blowing hair anytime and anywhere.

In fact, Harry didn't mind at all practicing magic in his spare time, so that he could save his life more.

He was probably... just habitually rebuffing anything Snape made - and he'd never been successful anyway.

Sure enough, Snape smiled very Slytherin, like a poisonous snake, before moving, "Potter, of course you have the right to refuse, but trust me, you definitely don't want to do that."

The boy nodded very spinelessly. He had already experienced a lot about this old bastard's methods, and he didn't want to deepen his impression at all.

Harry had always been confident in his Defense Against the Dark Arts results, but he quickly learned what it meant to fail miserably, especially at his best, which made him even more frustrated.

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In fact, after thinking about it, I know that the so-called dueling club that Lockhart built back then, Snape's neat spells are enough to prove his extraordinary strength.

The first time he declared war on Snape, he didn't even survive five minutes at the hands of Snape.

"Potter, fighting against the dark arts requires persistent training. There must be no slack in the slightest, and don't think about opportunism. You know, being smart won't help you defeat the Dark Lord."

Snape's sarcasm was essential, but Harry's own despondency was even more so.

From the use of spells to combat skills... In Snape's eyes, there was almost nothing about these Harrys.

Harry guessed he must be stupid in Snape's eyes.

After being scolded by Snape for a long time, Harry did not reply back for the first time. After a long time, he muffled and asked Snape, "Am I not suitable to be the savior?"

Snape was stunned for a moment, and then it was rare that he didn't choose to hit the boy's self-esteem. There seemed to be disdain in his eyes, but his mouth was not as cold as usual, and he comforted the boy very awkwardly.

"Fortunately, it's not so bad."

Harry raised his eyes in surprise, his green eyes widened, as if he had heard something incredible.

That unbelievable look made Snape immediately frowned, but he still added the second half of the sentence after being pretentious for a long time, "No one is more suitable to be the savior than you, and besides, don't put on that giant monster It looks so stupid!"

At that moment, Harry only remembered that he was rocking back and forth laughing, and he felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

After all, the softness of this old man seemed so rare.

And what I got was so easy.

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Luckily Harry never developed any bad habits, and of course, neither did the good ones.

The training had paid off, but Harry knew it wasn't enough if he wanted to compete with Voldemort.

Looking at Snape with a serious face opposite, Harry? Want to be lazy? Potter rolled his big eyes cunningly, as if he wanted some advantage.

"Professor, how can I count as marking?"

"Half an hour," Snape snorted coldly, with disdain on his brows, "if you can survive under my hands for half an hour, you can get what you want, such as stopping classes, or modifying certain cellars. Rules, I will do as you wish."

"Well then, if I persist for half an hour, you promise me one thing."

With a smile on his face, Harry pushed forward, tampered with Snape's original words, and then finalized it very arbitrarily.

"That's it, professor, I want to declare war on you!"

Snape didn't care either, he just raised his eyebrows indifferently, raised his wand, and spoke to Harry with a smirk.

"I hope you will have the chance to let me promise you something."

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Four years later

"It's a pity that I couldn't beat you in the end."

Hearing the voice, Harry seemed a little helpless.

Snape seemed to remember something suddenly, "I remember when you were in sixth grade, you kept challenging me, why?"

"Although you are an excellent double agent, I have to say that everything that happened after that is not completely untraceable."

Harry smiled and looked at the old man beside him who was always moody, well, maybe he should add another adjective - charming.

"So, you wanted to ask about my secret plan with Dumbledore?"

The boy seemed to be sighing, "Could it be that if I could beat you at that time and know those things in advance, then those twists and turns would not have happened..."

Then he would not be so painful to see the other party's betrayal, nor would he be helpless against his corpse.

"No, what should happen will always happen." Snape looked at Harry firmly, "The reason why I promised you three or ten minutes is because, at that time, I knew that you would definitely not succeed."

After finishing speaking, Snape added without giving up, "Besides, even if you win, I won't tell the truth."

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"It turns out that you can play tricks too. How shameless."

Harry raised his head and closed his eyes, but the corners of his lips finally curved, and there was a childlike complaint in his mouth, "Sev is an old bastard who bullies minors."

Snape wasn't angry either, and he still slapped Harry with an angry voice, "I'd rather call it Slytherin's wisdom."

"As a brave Gryffindor lion, I think I should continue to challenge this three 10 minutes."

Harry opened his eyes suddenly, and met Snape's dark eyes with scorching eyes. His heart seemed to be beating irregularly. He tried his best to restrain his violent heartbeat in the quiet night, and he seemed to be playing a rogue calmly.

"Professor, as you said, as long as you win, promise me one thing."

Snape thought for a while, and there seemed to be no good reason to refuse, so he responded very Slytherin with a smirk as usual.

"Accompany you to the end."

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No.207 minutes, Snape successfully disarmed Harry.

"you lose."

Snape pressed Harry against the wall with his body, his left hand held Harry's hands, and the tip of his wand in his right pointed at Harry's neck.He seemed content to be on the edge.

He opened his mouth gracefully next to Harry's ear, and the warm breath rubbed against Harry's ear, making the tip of the boy's ear successfully smoked red.

There is no lack of ambiguity.

The boy shook his head very dissatisfied. Harry felt that he had played a rascal countless times today anyway, and this time was not too bad, so he decisively argued.

"Not necessarily. At the time we were talking about 30 minutes, and I'm still standing."

"Does Mr. Potter still think that he can persist for the last three minutes without relying on his wand?" Snape obviously disdained Harry's unreasonable words.

The boy smiled brightly, "That depends on the method."

As he spoke, he raised his head and kissed the other party's lips.

From light tasting to rubbing hands together, the heat between breaths is heating up more and more in this cold night.

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"Are you seducing me, Potter." Snape's voice was a little hoarse, and his black eyes seemed to be darker than usual.

Harry shook his head solemnly, "No, it's seduction."

"If so, then you win, Potter."

Snape simply let go of Harry's hand, restoring the boy's freedom, and he kissed Harry again.

"My boy, what do you want?"

Occasional blushing sucking sounds, water splashes, and indistinct conversations can be heard in the room.

Harry's voice seemed hoarse, struggling, with some complicated emotions.

"Professor, promise me, live well...please"

Harry's soft sigh was the answer.

The author has something to say: I thought I would be fine after writing two translations and one experiment report, but I didn’t expect the process to be more complicated than imagined. . .

Yesterday, the head of the academic committee told me that there are still four papers to be handed in. . . .It's just a feeling of wanting to shi. . . .

Lazy people want to graduate and go abroad. . .So the usual results are still passable. . .It is said that the appearance is very important. . .The recent update seems to be difficult to guarantee. . . . . orz~~~~~

ps: I will never say that I can update stably in the future. . .Don't say nothing,. . .As soon as you say it, it will happen. . . .

☆、Chapter 13

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Harry seemed more vulnerable than ever that night, but Snape left anyway, choosing not to stay.

Snape looked at a certain lion coldly, without a trace of emotion, and then turned away after a moment, leaving only the hem of his robes in waves, and Harry heaved a sigh of relief.

"Oh, Sev, it seems that you are in normal condition recently, is Mr. Potter other than something else?"

Lucius laughed when he saw Snape's slightly embarrassed figure.

Facts often prove...Lucius, you've got the truth.

Of course, our awkward professor would never admit that he had a crush on Harry, at least not on the surface.

"Lucius, I know you only have beauty potions on your mind, but if you remember that you are a Slytherin, you should know that I didn't come to you to discuss our golden boy!"

Snape's tone was unprecedentedly irritable, and he said straight to Lucius, "I need black magic books about healing from the Malfoy family."

Lucius smiled all kinds of inscrutable, and correspondingly, Snape's face suddenly turned half black.

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malfoy study

Ever since he saw Harry after his resurrection, Snape had been very uneasy, and after last night, this uneasiness had almost reached its peak.

There are really too many places to be doubted.

He was clearly dead, but he was revived inexplicably; after the war, Harry had just entered the peak period of magic, but his vitality unexpectedly weakened. If this knowledge made Snape suspicious, then last night, if Harry was unexpectedly unclear, Finally let Snape understand that Harry did have something to hide from him.

As for what kind of thing it was, Snape could guess.

In Malfoy's study, Snape quickly flipped through the documents in his hand. His eyes were still on the pages, but his mind had already gone thousands of miles away. Even the always vigilant double agent didn't realize that there was someone He opened the door of the library, and left quietly after finding himself.

Outside the door, a man with a gloomy expression stood outside the door. His shoulder-length blond hair was a little dry, which showed that he hadn't taken care of it for some days. His expression was ferocious, distorting his original good face, and his eyes were fixed on the library of the Malfoy family. The ornately decorated gate seemed to spew out fire.

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In a dark corner in Knockdown Alley, six people were wearing black cloaks, dressed in typical dark wizard attire.

The six people almost completely merged into the dark night of this dilapidated alleyway, leaving only slight whispers.

"Are you sure you saw that half-breed Snape?" A thin female voice came, breaking the calm of this dark corner, as if surprised and unable to suppress the tone.

Azkaban and the days of fleeing had already erased the pride of their nobility, but their tone was more ironic and contemptuous, plainly annoying.

"Snape is a despicable traitor, we won't make it easy for him." Cyero Brown, the head of a small noble family of Death Eaters attached to the Malfoy family, almost gritted his teeth.

Just now when he went to Malfoy Manor, he accidentally saw Snape who had been "dead" for a long time. This was enough to make him feel angry. Why is this traitor still alive when the great master is dead.

We will never compromise on this result.

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Spider's End Alley is still full of dragons and snakes, and the night is more corrupt.

There is a room in an inconspicuous corner of the alley, and the people who come and go turn a blind eye to him. The interior decoration is low-key and luxurious, and the main colors of black and green make the room a bit colder.

There is only one exception in the whole room, which is the bed in the bedroom.

The bright red quilt seems to raise the temperature of the room. It is a typical Gryffindor style. It complements the fair skin of the boy on the bed. His messy hair slid down his cheeks and forehead at random, covering the eye-catching scars. He is thin and thin. The boy in the quilt was almost buried by the quilt, and he was sleeping soundly at this time.

Although he didn't show it, Harry himself knew very well that the contract with the Demon God was probably already in effect, and he slept longer and longer, and felt more or less uncomfortable when he woke up every day.

It is definitely not my own forced paranoia.

With the sound of breaking the door downstairs, the boy sat up abruptly, picked up the magic wand beside the bed, just looking at his neat movements, I'm afraid you can hardly believe that he is extremely tired at the moment.

Harry sneaked into the corridor warily, glanced down hurriedly, and the six people dressed as dark wizards looked around warily.

The boy moved slowly towards the storage room, hoping to bring out the Invisibility Cloak.

In his current state...

To be honest, I'm really not sure about dealing with six people.

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Harry moved his steps carefully, and suddenly his whole body vibrated, and his body suddenly stopped. Starting from a point in his heart, it exploded suddenly, and the pain came overwhelmingly.

At the same time, Harry's magic power seemed to be emptied suddenly, and he couldn't use it at all.

With a "touch", Harry couldn't control his figure and fell to the ground, the sound of the ground hitting the ground alarmed the six people downstairs.

Then came the sound of footsteps.

"Humph" Harry moaned in pain, he stumbled open the door of the storage room and stepped in, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Harry never seemed to understand this so-called contract at the cost of his life. Since the contract took effect, he felt more and more tired, but his magic power did not decline.

Why is it at this moment, at this moment, that there is a problem with the magic power.

"fuck Merlin!"

Harry cursed in a low voice. He felt that Merlin must be messing with him. The contract works at this time. Is this trying to kill him! ?

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Harry quickly pulled out the invisibility cloak and put it on, almost at the same second the door of the storage room was opened again.

Sero Brown quickly stepped forward to look around and cast a few appearance spells. After finding nothing there, he frowned and led a few people out of the room.

Harry hid in a corner of the cabinet, biting his lower lip tightly, not daring to make a sound, sweat slid down his pale cheeks, almost his whole body was shaking violently.

The moment the six people left the room, Harry collapsed on the ground, took out the potion that Snape had left for him before, unscrewed it and swallowed it in one gulp.

Harry seemed to look a little better, bent down and followed, holding the wand in his right hand, and tightly grasping the painful point in his chest with his left hand.

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malfoy manor

The professor, who was concentrating on his research, discovered something was wrong the moment the forbidden spell around Spider's End Alley was broken.

The man standing straight in the middle of the study quickly took out his wand and frowned.

Quickly passed the fireplace back to Spinner's End.

I hope nothing happens to that stupid lion.

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Spider's End

"Snape, that lowly half-breed, we must not let him go today!"

Six people sat on the sofa in the living room, staring at the fireplace without blinking, not noticing the danger approaching at all.

With the effect of the stabilizer, Harry slowly felt a bit of magic power in his empty body, and then walked slowly into the six people, waiting for the opportunity to make a move at any time.

He was also watching the fireplace, waiting for an opportunity.

Harry keenly noticed that the fire in the fireplace seemed to flicker unusually, and the boy shot decisively.

A green light flashed, and a black-clothed wizard fell in response. The remaining five attacked at the same time at the moment of reaction, and the spell danced wildly for a while.

Even wearing the Invisibility Cloak, Harry had almost no place to hide, but was hit by the Cruciatus Curse in an instant.

"Where is he!"

Almost at the same time all the spells hit the same direction.

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The boy simply lifted off the invisibility cloak and rolled into a corner on the spot.

To the surprise of all the Death Eaters, the boy didn't fight back, not even pulling out his wand.

There seemed to be some movement behind them, and before they could react, they fell down one by one.

Harry heard the voice, and popped his head out from behind the wall, grinning, trying to get away with it.

But apparently Snape wouldn't let him do so.

"Why can't you even avoid attacks of this level? How did you survive the last year of the war?"

Harry hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Snape helplessly, with extremely innocent eyes.

"Professor, my magic is gone."

Snape immediately frowned, decisively picked up the boy, and sent him back to the bedroom.

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"Potter, you stupid savior, what have you done to yourself in my absence?"

Snape gritted his teeth, "I really wonder now how the Dark Lord could have been defeated by an idiot like you."

Harry just had a low eyebrow and a pleasing look, as if he was a good student, but Snape would never be fooled by Harry's appearance!

"Don't put on the 'I know I'm wrong' look, Potter, I know you absolutely don't realize your mistake."

Snape lowered his head, the height difference between him and the boy managed to add a bit of momentum to his next lecture.

"That group of stupid lions in the Order of the Phoenix died one after another, not to let you easily die for an 'old Slytherin bat' today!"

Snape looked at Harry with complicated eyes, and was afraid for a while. If Harry really died like his mother, then what would be the meaning of his life.

See, he's using Lily as an excuse again, well, he's just a Gryffindor who cares too much about that bastard.

Harry...Harry, when will you really let me feel at ease to live a peaceful life...

"Don't worry, Professor."

Harry gave a rare obedient smile, as if to comfort him, and gently touched the center of the other's brow with his fingers, as if he wanted to smooth out the wrinkle.

"I just... don't want to lose you, Professor."

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Snape was angry, angry like never before.

"I pray that our great savior will take some advice from your humble professor1"

"Haven't you seen enough dead people! Doesn't this remind you to cherish life! Let me remind you, you are putting the cart before the horse, and the purpose of your life should not be to save a 'former Death Eater'!"

"Don't say that about yourself!"

Almost as soon as Snape finished speaking, Harry stood up angrily, "We have experienced so many things together, professor, how can you think that I always regard you as an ordinary 'former Death Eater'? "

"That's the truth." Snape still had that cold expression, as if he didn't care about everything about himself. It was this indifference that made Harry furious for no reason.

"I admit I was emotional, but I have no regrets."

As if deliberately arousing the man's anger, the boy tried his best to support himself, trying to make his words more immutable.

"Get out of my room, Potter, I don't want to waste potions on a bastard who wants to die."

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Harry sat on the edge of the bed as if he had been drained of strength suddenly, his face was pale, and he muttered, seeming to be mocking himself.

"Look, I've become 'Potter' again. When I'm stubborn, I'm the Potter you hate. When I'm helpless, I'm Harry, that Lily's son." Harry suddenly raised his head to meet Snape's eyes. ——The pair of black eyes, which hadn't had time to use Occlumency, were not as hollow as usual, as if there was a moment of astonishment, which made Harry feel some revenge-like pleasure for no reason.

"When will I be the Harry Potter in your eyes?"

"Professor, I am not anyone's shadow."

Harry felt wronged. No matter how hard he struggled, he could only get stupid evaluations from men. He should accept everyone's favor and spend the rest of his life with guilt that could never be redeemed?

He can't do it!

Snape turned around, avoiding the boy's green eyes, "I'll make you a potion, don't think about it."

The man's ignorance obviously couldn't calm Harry's anger, he yelled frantically behind the man, "Severus Snape, you are a cowardly old bastard!"

The leaving figure of Snape gave a sudden pause, "Don't drag yourself down to hell."

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After returning to the production room with a grim expression, Snape started the fire and made the potion as if nothing had happened.

Don't take it to heart if it's just the momentary foolishness of a lion intoxicated with a love potion.

Snape stared closely at the cauldron in front of him, the indifference in his eyes seemed to remain unchanged for a thousand years.

"Bang" with a loud noise.

If it wasn't for the potion being boiled in the cauldron, it would almost be thought to be the sound of the cauldron exploding.

Snape thumped the workbench hard, resisting the urge to curse.

Well, of course he knew how stubborn that Gryffindor was!

He just wants to live a peaceful life, watching the savior marry a beautiful and virtuous girl, watching him live a happy life, that's all.

Who can tell him why things will develop like this.

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When Snape calmed down, he took the potion and walked into the bedroom.

In the empty room, there was no one left.

Harry's sudden disappearance seemed to have snapped the last string of rationality in Snape's mind. With a cold face, he ruthlessly threw the potion on the ground, took a deep breath, and hit Clean up a pile of new ones, turn around and go out.

In any case, the savior cannot die easily.

Besides, that was Lily's child.

Oh Merlin, he really couldn't use Lily as an excuse anymore.

This kind of excuse can't even be fooled by himself.

Not to mention that bastard kid.

The author has something to say: Harry and Snape had a fight. . . . .friendly reminder. . .The next chapter is going to be abused. . . .

Recently, I have been frantically writing papers to find information. . .Sleeping at two o'clock for several days in a row. . .

ps: All kinds of curiosity, why other people's papers are written so quickly. . .so sad. . . .

☆、Chapter 14