[HP] This deer is not a deer

Harry stood up nervously, and the two faced each other across the table.

"You can disarm me with your wand, or defend yourself in any other way you can think of," said Snape.

"what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to get into your brain," said Snape softly, "and we're going to see your resistance. I hear you've shown resistance to the Imperius Curse? You'll find a similar ability to use here Yes, now, get ready, Legilimency!"

Snape shot suddenly, and Harry hadn't had time to prepare to resist: the office swayed and disappeared in front of his eyes, and pictures flashed in his mind like a movie, and he could no longer see what was around him.

When he was five, he watched Dudley ride on his new red bicycle, and he was filled with jealousy.When he was nine years old, he was driven up a tree by the watchdog Lippi, and the Dursleys laughed on the lawn... He wore the Sorting Hat and heard it say he could go to Slytherin... Hermione was lying in the school hospital, black hair...

A hundred dementors surrounded him by the dark lake... In the dormitory in the morning, no, a voice in Harry's head cried, you can't look at this, you can't look at this, it's private, his den Under the covers... His face was flushed... He was in the bathroom, misty and misty everywhere, he was lying naked in the bathtub, his cheeks were wet and red, and the water was swaying... His arms were shrunk to the bottom of the water, and he slowly spit out fine powder Moaning, groaning... No, I can't watch!

Harry fell to the ground, and Snape returned to his office, slamming one knee on the leg of the table and curling up in pain.He looked up at Snape, who was rubbing his wrist, where there was a red, swollen welt like a brand.

Snape looked strange, he came back to his senses, and asked coldly, "...Do you want to use the Stinging Curse?"

"No." Harry tried to answer, his head bowed in sullen shame, and Snape's gaze on him made him uncomfortable.

"You let me in too far, you lost control," Snape said.

"Did you see it all?" Harry lowered his head, trying to block Snape's sight.

"Some fragments." Snape said as if he wanted to twitch the corners of his mouth, and then, it seemed that Harry's words reminded him of the scene he had just seen... He was suddenly quiet.

The two fell into silence, suddenly embarrassed.

Harry's face started to burn, and Snape looked down at him, squinting at his face, and Harry glared back at Snape in exasperation.

"For the first time, though, it's not too bad." Snape changed the subject, raising his wand. "You finally stopped me, though you wasted time and energy shouting. You have to concentrate, Resist me with your brains, no wand needed."

"I'll try," said Harry angrily, "but you didn't tell me how!"

"Polites, Potter," Snape said fiercely, his expression changed instantly, "now, I want you to close your eyes."

Harry gave him a hard look before doing so, his eyes closed reluctantly, leaving Snape standing in front of him with his wand.

"Get out of your mind, Potter," said Snape in a cold voice, "out of all emotion."

But Harry was still irritated and his mind was wandering. He couldn't tell whether it was more fear or embarrassment.

"You didn't make it, Potter. You need to discipline yourself, focus your thoughts, and start! Next, I'll count to three, two, three, Legilimency!"

He was back in the bathroom again, Harry's mind was screaming loudly, no - this time he slowly crawled out of the water with dim eyes, his bare back was exposed from the surface of the water... Ha Lee thought hard, get out, get out!The screen shakes a bit, but it doesn't help at all...

He was ashamed to see that he was naked and slowly wiping his body... The immature thing between the legs was dangling without any cover, and the buttocks were open... He wiped the middle with his hand, and it turned up , Cover it with your hands, rub it together...the white liquid flows out little by little...no, no!

He was pulled away suddenly, and Harry knelt down on the ground again, his heart was beating wildly, his face was buried in his hands, and the exposed tips of his ears were completely red.This time Snape seemed to remove the spell without waiting for Harry to resist.Harry was so ashamed that he didn't even want to stand up, Harry slowly retracted his hands, and he looked up annoyed and ashamed.

Snape stood before him, expressionless - and then, Harry stared at Snape in disbelief, his cheeks flushing.Snape's expressionless expression finally changed, and his thin cheeks were covered with red.

He stared straight at Harry, and Harry shrunk his neck in a panic. At first, his neck was gradually turning pink, and gradually turning red like fire, burning his whole body into a ball.

They stared at each other, Harry was still looking at Snape like a monster, looking at Snape's flushed face... Snape became angry from his embarrassment, but he couldn't seem to get rid of the bewilderment at this moment , he took a cold breath, gritted his teeth and said, "I tell you to let go of your feelings!"

"How do I know! I didn't think about anything!" Harry lowered his head and hugged his knees tightly, he forcefully argued.

"Control yourself!" Snape reprimanded, "restrain your wandering thoughts, and control your brain! Here we go again! Get ready! Legilimency!"

This time—he saw himself in the shower again, and Harry cursed to himself, he saw him standing in the rain, rubbing his hands up his back, then rubbing his bottom, breaking it apart to wash—

Snape didn't wait for Harry to resist, he immediately pulled the two out of the spell, this time Harry couldn't feel ashamed anymore, he just closed his eyes and faced Snape.

And Snape, who was opposite him, became furious, and he roared, "Control yourself! Potter, don't let yourself be so easily stimulated-or you like to expose yourself to others in order to show your seductive Body? If you're trying to seduce a man—"

"I didn't!" Harry yelled angrily, "I wasn't thinking! I was trying! How can I control where you're going to invade?!"

Snape seemed to be trying to calm himself down, and said through gritted teeth, "Go on! Potter, Legilimency!"

This time, he was finally not seen in the bathroom again, he watched Uncle Vernon crucify the mailbox... a hundred dementors floated towards him from the lake... he and Mr. Weasley were in a windowless Speeding along the corridor... the black door at the end of the corridor was getting closer and closer... He stayed in the office with Snape, he hugged Snape's neck tightly, they hugged each other, their tongues intertwined... …

Harry felt the urge to cry, and he tried desperately to break free from the illusion, but everything went on, and Snape seemed determined not to spare Harry this time.

…Calm down, keep calm, Harry’s mind went black, he breathed a sigh of relief slowly, then suddenly there was another stabbing pain in his head, the blocked attack pierced again, Harry covered his head in discomfort, black The picture still had no light, and Harry vaguely held it by chance...the blurry picture still appeared, this time...Harry struggled even harder.

He saw that it was his dream... He was naked, his buttocks turned up - lying on a bed, his dangling legs wrapped around the man's waist, and then he was caught by a strong arm Waist, stroking on the soft butt... He was turned over viciously and crushed under him! ——

"No!—" Harry yelled, and he fell to the floor of Snape's office again, and at the same time there was a loud bang, Harry realized, he raised his wand, and focused Snape.

He opened his eyes in a panic. He stood up and saw Snape staggering and falling backwards, hitting the chair, and the wand in his hand was thrown aside.Snape stood still in embarrassment, and Harry's face turned pale. He was frightened by Snape, and he tightly grasped the wand in his hand, as if he was about to attack Snape in the next moment.

He stared nervously at Snape, who picked up his wand stiffly, but stared at Harry involuntarily, looking over and over him, making Harry uncomfortable—he saw Snape swallowed, then stared at him hard.

Harry took a panicked step back, nearly tripped, and stood there with his head bowed.

"Cough," Snape coughed, and he seemed to be trying to calm down, "Okay... let's get here today, Potter, you go back and sort out your thoughts, I don't want this to happen again, obviously Your scrambled mind interferes with our progress, and you shut out every emotion before you go to bed every night—to keep your mind blank and calm, understand?"

"Understood," said Harry, but he hardly listened.

"Careful, Potter, I'll know if you've practiced or not," Snape warned him finally. "I hope you'll come at the same time on Wednesday and we'll keep practicing."

"Yes." Harry whispered, shrank his head, threw his schoolbag over his shoulder, and walked quickly towards the door.As he opened the door he looked back at Snape, who was turning his back on Harry, picking his thoughts out of the Pensieve with his wand and placing them carefully back in his head.

Even though Harry didn't like Occlumency, because of the horrible experience that night, Harry began to force himself to take some time to practice, but the effect was not very obvious, but he didn't think about it any more. It was a messy dream, because his brain was once again occupied by other terrible dreams, and he had a headache again, dreaming of that dark corridor again and again...

In the following evening remedial classes, those ambiguous scenes were not seen by Snape again.

"Potter. Even if you're stupid,"—Harry staring back at Snape—"I thought you'd have improved after two months of class. How many more dreams about the Dark Lord have you had?" ?”

They fell back into the mutual hostility they had once, and Harry knelt on the floor of Snape's office again, trying to clear his mind.He'd just been forced to relive another string of childhood memories he didn't know he still had stored up, mostly the humiliation Dudley's gang had given him in elementary school.

The disgust in Harry's heart grew stronger, and he resented that Snape had seen his embarrassing memories unscrupulously.What did he see just now?Like Dudley turned him upside down and forced his head into the toilet? ——

These two months of mutual torture were nothing short of a nightmare, and what's more, that dark dream was always lingering in Harry's mind——

"Now, are you ready? Let's do it again." Snape raised his wand, "One, two, three, Legilimency!"

A hundred dementors were rushing towards Harry from the lake, his face contorted with tension, they were getting closer and he could see the black hole under the hood, but at the same time he saw Snape standing in front of him, Staring at his face, murmuring, for some reason, Snape became clearer, the dementors faded, and Harry raised his wand.

"Armor protection!"

Snape stumbled, his wand flying upward, away from Harry—

Suddenly Harry's mind was filled with strange memories - a man with a hooked nose yelling at a cowering woman, a little dark-haired boy crying in a corner...a teenager with greasy hair sitting alone in a dark bedroom , pointing a wand at the ceiling to shoot flies... a skinny boy trying to ride a jumping broom, and a girl next to him laughing at him—

"Enough!" Harry felt a jerk in his chest, and he staggered back a few steps, hitting a shelf by the wall, and something shattered.

Snape was shaking slightly, and his face turned pale.

The back of Harry's robes was wet, he had just smashed a bottle, and inside a slimy thing swirled in the draining potion.

"Back to the original!" Snape hissed, and the bottle closed again. "Ah, Potter, that's an improvement?" Snape gasped slightly, and straightened the Pensieve, as if checking his Those thoughts that have been stored are still there.

"I don't recall telling you to use the Iron Armor Charm, but it undoubtedly works?"

Harry didn't speak, he felt that saying anything was dangerous.He knew that he just broke into Snape's memory and saw Snape's childhood.He was very uncomfortable, thinking that the little boy who watched his parents quarrel and cried was standing in front of him at this moment, with such strong hatred in his eyes.

"How about one more time?" Snape said.

Harry felt a fright: he guessed he was going to pay for what he had just done.The two of them stood across the table, and Harry found it much more difficult to clear his mind this time.

"On the count of three," said Snape, raising his wand again, "one, two—"

Before Harry could concentrate and clear his mind, Snape had already shouted, "Legilicon!"

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