Rebirth of HP

.!The first Potions class of the new semester of the second grade Slytherin and Gryffindor starts on Friday afternoon, the same arrangement as last year, one class on Tuesday afternoon and one class on Friday afternoon, since September 9 this year is Tuesday , so this Potions class is indeed the first class of this semester. .!

However, until class, the Slytherins did not see the head of the second year.Snape still pushed the door almost roughly, walked quickly towards the podium, and said in a stern and silky voice: "I don't think your memory will let you forget what class this is in, Then, I don't need to remind you again who I am. I hope you don't refill your brains with achnatherum during the summer vacation." Snape had already stood on the podium, and he glanced at his students. Seeing him frowned again.The little lions couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. This old bat in the dark cellar will not want to find faults and deduct points again, right?One by one, they prayed that the old bat would never see themselves, and hypnotized themselves one by one: I am transparent, the old bat should not see me, do not see me...

"Mr. Malfoy," the Gryffindors couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief when they heard that the old bat named a Slytherin. At the same time, they also felt that the method just now was quite good, "Maybe you can tell the name you lost Where is Mr Porter, your friend?"

"Uh, professor... I thought Harry came to see you after Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and I didn't see him come out for lunch." Draco didn't know what to say, and he didn't know either. Where did Harry go? He thought that Harry had gone to his godfather, so he didn't see Harry when he was having lunch at noon, and he didn't look for anyone.And everyone at Hogwarts knew that as long as there was Potions class in the afternoon, most of Snape would not come out for lunch, because he had to prepare some materials for Potions class.Apparently, Harry didn't go to the godfather.Oh, Harry, where have you been?

Snape saw Draco's bewildered look, and knew that maybe he didn't know either, so he frowned even deeper. Although he also knew that nothing happened to Harry, he felt a little impatience in his heart ——You didn’t even eat lunch?He snorted heavily - no matter why Potter didn't show up to class, he would definitely be fined later... oh no, he would be fined for copying, and then sentenced to a full semester of confinement! ——That's right, a whole semester!This was the first time in seven years that anyone had dared to skip his Severus Snape class!He waved his hand to signal Draco to sit down, and looked at the lion cubs who were about to move about the news—it must be them, yes, and these brainless, tasteless, reckless, arrogant... (omit a thousand not to repeat Derogatory adjective) the little troll got too close, so it succeeded in reactivating the genes left by the old Potter in the young Potter?Snape thought, staring fiercely at the lion cubs.

"10 points deducted from Gryffindor, whispered in class!" Snape's silky tone was like a sharp knife, quickly shaving off a bit of the Gryffindor ruby, and then he looked at it with a little satisfaction. The grim Gryffindors slightly hooked their mouths——

"Then, let's go to class! What we are going to do today is the hair growth potion. Can anyone tell me that there is one ingredient in the formula of the hair growth potion—vanilla leaves, and its properties?" Snape folded his hands on his chest While walking slowly in front of the podium, the Slytherins looked at each other one by one, and the Gryffindors didn't understand at all. Even Hermione didn't raise her hand, she also looked confused "Ah, very good, Mr. Weasley, do you still have time to pass notes to your classmates? Then, you must know the answer to such a small question?" Snape noticed the small movements of the Gryffindors.

"I'm sorry, Professor..."

"Oh, what a pity, Gryffindor deducted 3 points because Mr. Weasley passed a note in class." Snape said, and then walked back to the podium impatiently, "Vanilla, the attribute is Yin, and the planet is Venus , the element is water, and water represents growth, and vanilla itself has the magic power to strengthen love, love, and spiritual power, so it is a plant that is widely used, but the leaves of vanilla don't have these three magic powers..." Snape quickly explained some material, and the Slytherins and Gryffindors took notes quickly.

"Professor... Excuse me, can I come in?" Just as Snape was talking about the mouse tail, a discordant voice came from the door of the classroom.All the students turned their heads towards the door at the back of the room - it was Harry Potter.

Holding a few very thick books, a large amount of messy parchment and his own schoolbag, the young man stood at the door panting slightly, his long hair seemed to be disheveled by the wind, and his face was a little flushed, obviously he came from running all the way of.

"Oh, Mr. Potter..." Snape saw that Harry had not forgotten to straighten his back to maintain his elegance even though he was panting, and couldn't help but soften the intensity of his bite, "I thought that there should be nothing wrong with your pocket watch." Right question, given that it was made by the lady, so should you give your professor a rationale for what makes you think you can be a cicada that doesn't eat? And what makes you think you can be late 15 minutes?"

"..." Harry lowered his eyelids and stopped talking.Apologies are useless.

"300 times the "Slytherin Code of Conduct" may make you learn to be punctual? In addition, except for the time of astronomy class, I will be confined to my office every night for a whole school year! In addition, I will inform your guardian about this matter " Seeing that Harry didn't say anything superfluous, Snape announced his punishment very neatly.

"Yes, Professor." Harry knew it was his fault this time.

"So, now, have the soles of your feet taken root? Or would our great... 'one of the Saviors', the Boy Who Lived, prefer to be a statue there for people to admire?" Snape asked himself boy sprayed with venom.The Slytherins all looked at their chief sympathetically, and Blaise and Draco looked weird—could Harry be a masochist?Gryffindor, on the other hand, was gleeful. .!

"Of course not, Professor." Harry didn't seem angry at all, and his tone was flat, as if he wasn't affected by the venom.

"Then come in quickly, I think, it's not difficult for you to find your own seat at all, is it?" Snape was also a little guilty, and he also felt that it was a bit inappropriate to say Harry, after all, Harry is not a An unreasonable child (even if he looks like a child), he must have something to do if he is late or misses lunch, and something that can make him forget the time must be something important.Looking at his appearance, he probably knew that he had just come out of the library, and remembering that he seemed to have received an invitation letter from "Potions Weekly" yesterday, and after thinking about it comprehensively, Snape roughly guessed the truth.Should it be said that Harry's old professor deserves to be the number one spy in the wizarding world?Snape believed that Harry would not have been late at all if the four lords had not strictly prohibited him from using the Time-Turner.

Gryffindors always liked to sit on the outside of Snape's class, mainly because they always came late, so the seats on the inside were all taken up, and at the same time, the seats on the outside were closer to the door, so it was convenient for them to go to school in the first place. Get out of this eerie potions classroom.But today, Gryffindors have another good reason——

Just as Harry was eagerly walking towards his seat, suddenly a Gryffindor stuck out his foot and tripped Harry, apparently trying to make Harry fall into the mud and make a fool of himself.

Harry didn't pay attention for a moment, he was hit!The person didn't fall so ugly, but in order to maintain his balance, everything in his hand fell out, and because of inertia, he also knocked into the air a few ink bottles on the Gryffindor table. The ink bottles were so dead The ground fell on the books, parchments and schoolbags that flew out of Harry's hands first.

"Oh no, my manuscript!" Harry exclaimed, before he could stop the ink from contaminating his blood.

"50 points deducted from Gryffindor, trying to trip up classmates!" Snape clearly saw the whole process from the podium.Then, watching as Harry rushed to the ink-soaked manuscripts, he cast a Cleansing Charm a little hastily, cleaning up the smashed inkwell, forgetting to draw his wand and make a sound.The little lions were indignant because Snape deducted another 50 points and missed it, but the little snakes would not, they were once again startled by the strength of their chief - Snape immediately cast a curse Fortunately, Harry used high-end dark green ink, and the ones he knocked over were mostly low-end inks. Few of the Gryffindors could afford the ink at Harry’s price, so they cleaned up separately. Charms can still do it.Then, for some reason, Snape unexpectedly stepped forward to help pack the parchment, and saw some contents by accident while packing——

He was amazed, reading those familiar handwriting obsessively and greedily, word by word, line by line... Yes, this is one of the most famous potion research results of Harry's later period—it can be called a battle. The Nootropic Potion of Post-Potions Miracles!

In fact, in the previous life, when Snape was alive, he was commissioned by Dumbledore to do some research on potions similar to sanity, but until Voldemort was resurrected, Snape did not get much results, so Dumbledore finally Still gave up.For Dumbledore, Snape was much more valuable as a spy than as a master of potions; but for Voldemort it was the opposite. If it wasn't for Lily's accident, Snape, who likes potions There is absolutely no way to part ways with Voldemort.

Back then, Dumbledore would not understand how much Snape's "Anything..." on that hill represented.I'm afraid even if Lily is alive, she won't understand.

In fact, there are definitely no more than 30 people in this world who may know the value of this manuscript. Fortunately, Snape is definitely one of the authorities.As a senior expert in research and development of potions, the vice president of the International Potions Society, and even Snape himself has done similar research, so he understands the rarity of potions of mind and wisdom better than ordinary people.Even, when he was a ghost, he once asked Draco for the research manuscript of the nootropic potion, but Draco replied to himself: "Harry himself thinks that the nootropic potion is not perfect enough, I'm afraid it won't be able to enter the eyes of Godfather. Even when he received the news that Harry decided to accept the employment of Hogwarts potions professor, Draco was still joking with himself: "Now the godfather can ask Harry for the manuscript to read, and he can even read it for many years." studied with him."

"Ahem...Professor, thank you for helping me clean up." Harry saw that Snape had forgotten that this was a class, so he had to remind him aloud.

"This is your reason?" Snape shook the manuscript in his hand, suddenly feeling a little annoyed. He knew how much energy it took to write a research manuscript on potions. A full 10 hours.Although Harry just copied out the copy in his brain, it did require concentration.

Harry nodded, and withdrew the manuscript from Snape without any excuse.He flicked it twice lovingly, then picked up his books one by one, walked to the first row and sat in his special seat.At this time, Snape waved his wand, and the detailed steps of the hair growth potion appeared on the blackboard.

"Okay, let's set up your cauldrons and start making your classwork." Snape was a little concerned about Harry taking the manuscript away from his hand, so he walked over to Harry as soon as he finished speaking. side.

Harry glanced at him, handed the manuscript of the nootropic potion to Snape without saying a word, and began to set up the cauldron deftly.He knew that the professor had always wanted to read this manuscript, but he always felt that the nootropic potion could continue to evolve, so he always felt that it was not perfect, so he didn't dare to show it to Snape in ghost state.But it is different now, he needs some help from the professor, an expert in potion improvement, because, since he improved to the third generation of mental potion, he found that he has reached the limit in the improvement of this potion.

"Miss Granger, you'd better keep an eye on Mr. Longbottom, otherwise, I don't guarantee that I won't get the Gryffindor gems to the bottom today." Snape saw Hermione and Neville in a group, and immediately Warn Hermione.

Hermione nodded quickly, and then Snape gave Neville a hard look, and then walked to the front of the podium, conjured up a green sofa chair and sat down, let's make an exception for a little laziness today.

Harry's hair growth potion was made smoothly, maybe Snape didn't keep walking around in Gryffindor to create terror, maybe Neville didn't touch any materials under Hermione's control, or Maybe it's because the steps of the hair growth potion are not difficult. In short, after this class, apart from Harry being 15 minutes late, there were no accidents... Maybe there are still some accidents for Gryffindors No one blew up the cauldron.

However, even so, the final potion that Gryffindor handed over was far inferior to Slytherin, in terms of quality and quantity of complete success.

Snape gave each student a score, and put the bottles of potions in a wooden drawer with many grids, Slytherin's in the small compartment on the left, and Gryffindor's in the right in the small grid.Slytherin had two zeros, while Gryffindors turned in mostly Ps.

"Very good, then, today's homework is a 15-inch paper, discussing the production and application of hair growth potions. Class is over now." Snape was still holding Harry's manuscript in his hand, seeing that Harry was going to talk to His classmates were out, so he called out to Harry, "Mr. Potter, I thought, you might be willing to help me get most of these potions back to my office?"

"Yes, Professor." Harry smiled helplessly at Draco, "Draco, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to Quidditch training again today, please help me ask Senior Flint for leave, please."

"Harry, there will be a chief battle tonight." Draco reminded.

"Got it." Harry smiled.

Then, Harry took the results of the students in this class and followed Snape to Snape's office.

Walking into the office, Snape immediately summoned the elf and asked for a glass of milk.Then he came over when he saw Harry sealing those potion works on a shelf.

"Drink this!" Snape stuffed the milk from the elf into Harry's hand. It was only 4 o'clock, and Hogwarts usually started dinner at 7 o'clock.

Harry took out the snack that Helga had sent in the morning from his bag, spread it out on the table, shared it with Snape, and treated it as an afternoon tea.

"Sev, how is it? If this manuscript is sent to Potions Weekly, it will probably trigger a revolution, right?" Harry said while drinking milk.

"Indeed, but, this is just the initial one, right?" Snape lightly rubbed the parchment on the table with his firm and slender hands, "You know why I've always been interested in this potion ?" The man asked, sitting beside him with his partner, Harry turned to Snape and shook his head. Draco asked himself several times for research manuscripts, but he didn't give them to him, because Harry knew he was going to give them to him. He saw it, and the nootropic potion didn't achieve the effect Harry was satisfied with until the third generation, so Harry didn't dare to make a fool of himself in front of Snape, "After the Longbottoms went crazy, Dumbledore once wanted me to develop Potions such as nootropic potions."

"Then why didn't you succeed?" Harry was taken aback, looking at Snape a little strangely, he didn't believe that the professor had no chance of success.

"My research has had little success, and when you got a little clue, you entered Hogwarts, and after that, Voldemort was resurrected. To Dumbledore, my value as a double agent is obviously higher..." When Snape said this, he smiled slightly, took a sip of tea, "And I have always thought that if the results are minimal, it means that I can't succeed at all, but I just found out today that my research direction has been Incorrect."

"Oh? You don't just want to rely on the improved Cruciatus soothing potion like everyone else, do you?" Harry asked. When he first started researching nootropic potions, he also consulted a lot of previous research.

"Yes, we always thought that since the soothing agent for the Cruciatus Curse is effective for the recipients of the Cruciatus Curse, it must be effective for those who have gone crazy due to excessive exposure to the Cruciatus Curse. The reason for the ineffectiveness may be that the effect of the soothing agent for the Cruciatus Curse is not very good." Snape said, "No one has ever dared to act as boldly as you, to isolate patients who have become insane due to excessive exposure to the Cruciatus Curse as a disease, and then come to prescribe medicine."

"It was just a passing thought at the time, and fortunately, I caught it." Harry said with a shrug.

"Harry..." Snape watched as Harry took another sip of milk, with a milky white dip around his mouth, and a few strands of long hair fell from behind his ears to his face and swayed gently with his movements, When the man yelled, those watery green eyes looked at him immediately.

Snape felt that he was bewitched, brushed the long hair around his face behind his ears, and slid his fingertips across his face little by little, wandering across his face fascinated.Snape had kept a beast in his heart since his rebirth, and at this moment, the beast began to growl: This is Harry, so wonderful and perfect, it belongs only to him... Snape stretched out his other arm Hold the boy's waist, let him close to you, then slowly lower your head...

Harry watched Snape's face getting closer, and suddenly felt his mind went blank. He and Severus had hugged so intimately several times during the holidays just past, and Severus' embrace was actually quite It is soft and comfortable, not at all like the stiffness in the occasional intimate moments in the previous life.Just when he was thinking of this, he suddenly felt his lover's lips cover his own.Those lips that were usually good at saying indifferent and vicious words seemed to be burning with flames, spreading clusters of flames on his lips.Harry felt something explode inside him, and it was wonderful and unbelievable.The tip of the tongue with a faint herbal scent gently licked his lips, delicately described the shape of his lips, and then actually got in from the cracks of his lips, licked every corner of his mouth, and hooked himself tongue, sucking his lips vigorously...

Snape felt the fragrance of milk in Harry's mouth, and he felt unprecedented joy in his soul. He felt that his own magic power and Harry's powerful magic power were blending, and he could clearly feel Harry's never-give-up attitude. Heart... He loves himself very much, yes, this young man's soul has nothing to hide from himself at this moment.After realizing this, all of Snape's coldness, all of his Slytherin pretense disappeared completely, and he wished he could embed this boy in his body!He kept telling himself: This is his Harry, his...

It wasn't until the two of them were a little suffocated that they slowly let go of each other.

"Hehe... Sev, I feel it, you love me." Harry lay in his lover's arms, panting slightly, feeling the aftertaste of the mingling of souls.

"At this point, is there any doubt about it?" Snape's voice was slightly hoarse, and the hand on the boy's shoulder was also tightened.

Harry turned his head, gently kissed Snape's hand on his shoulder, then turned around, and gently covered Snape's crotch with his small hand. As a pseudo-boy, he naturally knew that men The change in sound is why.

"No, Harry, it's okay...just let it be like that." Snape held the boy, "Harry, I don't want to hurt you."

The boy looked at his partner, his eyes were full of care and love, so he followed his heart.

"Shhh—" Snape made a silent gesture, "Harry, be quiet, we all need to relish, and then deeply remember the beauty of that moment."

The two of them just snuggled up to each other quietly, the cellar office in September was quiet and warm, just like its owner's best dream deep in his heart...

Dinner time came after a quiet wait for two people.

"Tonight's Chief, Harry, you should understand what your Excellency wants." Snape said, while straightening Harry's robe.

"Uh, Dean..." Harry thought of something and was a little embarrassed, "For the chief battle tonight, can 300 times the "Slytherin Code of Conduct" be given a day? I will give it to you when I come to confinement tomorrow night ?”

"I know, you usually secretly accumulate copies of the "Slytherin Code of Conduct", don't think I don't know." Snape knew Harry like the back of his hand.

"Okay, although it's for practicing calligraphy, if you want it, I'll give it to you in a while." Harry said.

"Well, the content of the confinement is to help me correct those papers," Snape said.

"At least it's more fun than going to Lockhart to answer his letter." Harry shrugged. "Oh, you know what he called me a 'sweet little viper' today? Oh, Sev, you gotta twitch for me Your stomach is the master."

"What outrageous thing have you done to make him 'praise' you like this?" Snape said calmly.

"Uh, I just felt that he only gave Gryffindor points and it was a bit unfair, so I made his test a little bit better, er, Sev, I gave Slytherin 20 points."

"Okay." Snape looked at the little snake, went to the potion cabinet, and took out a bottle of silver-purple powder, "Perhaps, our Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary Member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, five times Would Professor Gilderoy Lockhart, winner of the Wizards Weekly award for the most charming smile, be willing to become a baby-like adult after a night's sleep?"

Harry laughed when he saw the bottle of powder, sure enough, Severus is indeed the King of Snakes...

"I'll go first, then." Harry had to lead the Slytherin second year.

Snape watched him go out, the bottle of powder in his hand, and smiled—

Sweet little viper?Indeed, however, he was his own!

Putting his hand on his lips, the shock and spiritual joy that were different from the usual ones made Snape calm down for so long and still felt a special touch. This is the welfare of soul mates... the intimacy that is so wonderful... …

It was the boy's first kiss - and Snape realized it, and was even more satisfied

The author has something to say: ** is pumped, and I can only log in to the background until now.Feel sorry!

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