[HP] This deer is not a deer

Whenever Snape got close to him, Harry's face gradually turned pale and panicked.

He was noticed by Snape immediately.

Snape wasn't as smug as Harry had imagined, but instead kept scanning him suspiciously, spending even more time hovering around Harry.

Snape's eyes were gloomy, Harry's hands and feet were weak, he looked up secretly, Snape was standing in the distance, staring at him coldly, Harry immediately lowered his head.

But that didn't make Harry any wiser.

Another 10 minutes later, Snape glanced at Harry again, Harry was stalking him again, and looked away in a panic.

This made Snape look back at him suspiciously even though he was halfway across the classroom.

Snape stared sullenly at Harry, who flinched.But that didn't improve Snape's mood. He frowned, remembering those frightened eyes, striding back and forth around the classroom, which was in a state of low pressure and completely silent.

Harry was immersed in stirring the cauldron when Snape finally came up to him, forcing the Dungeon to stare at him.

Weird, yes - but Snape couldn't tell what it felt like, he looked Harry Potter up and down suspiciously, trying to wonder if the man in front of him was really him, and he couldn't believe that anything could make a waver The reason why it became strange.Finally, Snape interrupted his thoughts, looked away coldly, turned his back and strode towards the podium.

After class, Harry ran out of the classroom in a hurry, as if a wolf was watching behind him, but...it was true, Snape watched Harry until he disappeared through the door in panic.

In the corridor, Hermione, who ran out after her, was panting from exhaustion, and she grabbed Harry, and Harry was still walking quickly, and Hermione could hardly keep up with his pace.

Hermione pulled Harry and said hurriedly, "Wait! Harry, wait!"

"What?" Harry said vaguely.

Hermione asked directly, "Is that person you like related to Snape?"

Harry froze, he lowered his head and continued walking, Ron followed suit, and he raised his voice in disbelief, "Harry, is the person you like a Slytherin?!"

"Shut up!" snapped Hermione, glaring sternly at Ron, who kept his mouth tightly shut and looked carefully up and down the corridor lest anyone overhear him.

Harry froze slightly, and said sarcastically, "It's unforgivable, isn't it?" After he finished speaking, he ignored the shocked Hermione and Ron, and quickly moved away from them.

If they knew that the man was Snape, what would happen if they didn't know?Harry was determined not to let anyone know, cringing at the shock of Hermione and Ron, he hurried back to the dormitory with his head down, not even eating dinner.

In the evening, when Ron returned to the dormitory, he brought Harry dinner. Harry could see that Ron was worried, but Harry didn't want to talk to him.

He only took a few bites of dinner, and he couldn't finish it under Ron's careful gaze, and Harry didn't want to stay in Gryffindor Tower, because he didn't want to see either Hermione or Ron, Harry He walked out of Gryffindor Tower almost without thinking. The corridor was empty, and he didn't meet anyone.

Before he knew it, Harry came to the door of the principal's office. Two stone lions were standing guard in front of the door. Harry stared at them in a daze for a while, his thoughts wandering in a daze, he didn't know where he could go.

"Harry, what can I do for you?"

The voice came from behind him, and Harry turned around, only to see Dumbledore returning just in time, and it turned out that there was no one in the headmaster's office.

Dumbledore waved his hand and said, "It happens that I have nothing to do, do you want to come in and sit?" The two stone lions quickly jumped away, and Harry lifted his foot and walked in.

"What's the matter with you?" Dumbledore asked, "Looking worried? If it's because of the competition, I'm sure you can do it, as long as you try your best."

"No," Harry shook his head, "it's okay..."

"Why is that?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

Harry kept his mouth tightly shut. For a long time, under Dumbledore's strange gaze, his fingertips tucked into the corner of his clothes and clenched it tightly. A burst of sweat broke out on his body. He looked up at Dumbledore's gaze. Helpless and confused.

"I...I fell in love with someone." Harry said with difficulty.

"Oh, that's nothing...Harry, there is no need to have too much psychological burden." Dumbledore smiled and blinked, and said with a sigh, "Young people's troubles."

"No…" Harry shook his head.

Dumbledore looked at him deeply, and said softly, "Harry, are you worried that you will die at the hands of Voldemort in the future... and make someone you love sad?"

"No," Harry was taken aback for a moment, he didn't think of this at all, and murmured in a low voice, "I seem to be in love with someone I shouldn't be in."

Dumbledore was also taken aback when he heard that, "Then... can I know who it is?"

Harry's mood was uncertain, and he looked up at Dumbledore's concerned expression. He tried hard to restrain his dry throat, and said clearly, "I don't think I'm quite right..."

Dumbledore stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder lightly, and said softly, "Say it, my child, it's not a big deal."

"I, I...I," Harry opened his mouth, lowering his head and barely daring to look at Dumbledore, "is it a strange thing if I like boys? Everyone likes girls, I think so too Yeah, and I think I'm supposed to like girls—but, but..."

Harry's heart was in a mess, and he finally said, his voice gradually faded away.

There was a flash of surprise in Dumbledore's eyes, and then he suddenly smiled. He asked softly in relief, "You like someone, but he is a man."

Harry nodded, still not daring to look at Dumbledore.

"My dear boy, what's the big deal?"

Harry looked up sharply, Dumbledore grinning.

"But, but..." Harry looked at Dumbledore in confusion, he was different from everyone else.

"Is it wrong to love someone?" Dumbledore looked at him gently with deep blue eyes.

Harry thought for a while, but didn't know whether he should nod. He thought about the black man hidden in his heart, after all...is it really right?

Dumbledore sighed softly, rubbed his hair, and said with a smile, "If it's out of love, no matter if it's a man or a woman, what's the difference? It's just that people in the world don't always understand what goes beyond the norm. But it doesn’t mean that you will never understand. Harry, someone who truly loves you will never abandon you because of such a trivial matter.”

Harry nodded, "I know, Hermione and Ron won't."

"That's right." Dumbledore blinked his gentle blue eyes.

Still hesitating, Harry opened his mouth and said softly, "But—"

"It doesn't matter whether the person you love is a man or a woman, Harry."

"But..." Harry shook his head, "I..."

"I once loved someone too," Dumbledore sighed softly, and his words made Harry froze and looked up at him.

Harry saw nostalgia flashing in Dumbledore's eyes, and Dumbledore said softly, "He is a very talented man."

"He?" Harry didn't think about what Dumbledore meant, because he noticed that Dumbledore said 'he', which shocked Harry, and he looked straight at Dumbledore. Lido, as if hoping to get some answers.

Dumbledore nodded and winked at Harry, as if there was some dark secret between them.

Harry gaped, "Are you with him?"

"No." Dumbledore said softly.

There was a gloomy look in Harry's eyes, "I also don't think he likes me."

"One day, you will meet the person who will accompany you all your life."

"Even if I go after the person who doesn't love me now?" Harry asked with his head down.

Dumbledore blinked and said boldly, "If you don't try it, who will know the final result?"

Harry shuddered, opened his mouth, and finally grinned broadly.

"I see." Harry said seriously, and then he ran his hands through his hair and said, "Thank you, Professor. Uh... I think I should go back and see you on Wednesday, that, I don't know the magic on me." When will the curse be lifted completely?"

"Soon." Dumbledore reassured him, "It will be within this time, Harry, you have to be careful."

Harry nodded wildly until he emerged from the headmaster's office and returned to Gryffindor Tower, still in a daze of joy.

Ron and Hermione sat worriedly in the lounge waiting for him, and Harry grinned at them, which made them look at each other, and Ron muttered, "What's the matter with him? Did something good happen to him?" Or has he met someone he likes?"

Just as Hermione was about to step forward to ask for clarification, Harry smiled foolishly and walked up the stairs of the dormitory. He completely forgot about them, Hermione had to sigh angrily, and stared at the innocent Ron again , also shrugged and went back to the dormitory.