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The weather is getting warmer, and it is entering summer in a blink of an eye. I don’t know if it’s because the weather is getting too fast, or the children are only interested in studying and playing, but they never think of taking a look at the distant scenery.

The grass, trees and shrubs have sprouted long ago, and the large empty field is full of green at a glance. The students finally have one more choice. Every noon, the students go to the grass together for a picnic.

Even the five-short classmate Langman is like a willow tree welcoming the spring. Since the spring comes, it has been swaying coquettishly for three months.

Harry looked at Philip Langman, who was trying to find a girlfriend and getting braver and braver, and felt that his 1.6-meter height must be a joke of God.Because his surname is Longman, Longman.Harry Potter, who is 1.7 meters tall, was very calm and secretly gloated.

In Lily's bag she always kept a large piece of floral cotton cloth on a white background for picnics and reading on the lawn.The calico cloth is clean and comfortable, laying it on the lawn and basking in the sun will give you the feeling of floating in the clouds.It's just that Lily is not full of pastoral warmth like her little floral cloth. Recently, she seems to be transformed into a Hungarian tree peak, ready to breathe fire at any time.

Poor James has been on the verge of being charred lately, and poor Harry has not been spared either.

The wizarding level exam is at the end of the term, and the time is getting tighter and tighter. The students in the fifth and seventh grades are all facing the enemy, and half of the students suffer from test anxiety.Lily is no exception.

She became anxious, irritable, and turned over old scores.As long as she found out that Harry didn't review, she could even find out about Harry's failure to correctly answer the professor's question in History of Magic last year.

Harry was also anxious. He began to worry about James' future married life, and thought that he would most likely follow the old path of Charles in the future, with strict control over his wife.But soon he overturned this idea, he felt that James was actually a wife slave.

The sun on this day was not dazzling at all. There was a layer of thin clouds in the sky, which covered the sun's warm rays, but it was warm and bright.Harry lay on the picnic cloth, his eyelids fighting.He pulled the schoolbag beside him, put it under his head, and dozed off comfortably.

Harry felt as if he was lying in a big cradle, and his body seemed to be shaking slightly with the cradle, as if there was a lullaby in his ears.Suddenly, he felt that his front was blocked, as if the sun was covered by dark clouds.

Harry frowned slightly, and turned his head sideways.But after a while, he sat up suddenly and rubbed his itchy nose vigorously.

"Harry—!" James took two quick steps, put his arms around Harry's neck, and rubbed his hair vigorously.

"...Hi." He pinched his nose again, looked at James, and at Snape who was sitting next to him.

"Harry." Lily followed and walked over, she sat next to Harry, "Are you sleeping again?" She stared dissatisfiedly at Harry, who was cloudy-eyed and messy-haired, and further concluded that he was being lazy .

"...No!" Harry's eyes widened suddenly, "I was reciting a book just now."

Snape next to him sneered.

"Recite while sleeping?"

Harry opened his mouth, "Hmm...recited with my eyes closed..."

Lily's eyes narrowed. "I see your eye shit, Harry."

Harry wiped his eyes vigorously, "...not anymore."

"...Harry Potter! Based on your current state, what do you take to take the exam? The wizard registration exam means that your future studies and employment direction, don't you %￥#@*^%$#..."

Lily Old Horse Evans started nagging again every day. She was almost like Mrs. Weasley.

"Hey, why are you here, James?" Harry tried to change the subject, but couldn't help but yawned and looked at James with watery green eyes filled with tears.

"...Harry, come with me." James said suddenly.

"what?"

"Don't worry about the snot, come with me, Harry!" James grabbed his younger brother's face and rubbed it vigorously, "Sirius, Remus, and Peter, you can pick whatever you want, bro, I'm not afraid that you like men, I'm afraid you'll fall for a man like a snot-nosed man!"

"James Potter—!" Lily growled, "If you didn't come to review, you should go back to your plundering team as soon as possible, and don't bother us!"

James froze, he glanced at Snape, it was so embarrassing to be yelled at by Lily in front of his deadly enemy.

"Uh, let's go to the side for a chat first."

Harry greeted Lily and pulled James away.As they walked towards the lake, the cool wind blew against them, chasing the last of Harry's drowsiness away.

"Tell the snot-nosed man to be careful these two days." James said suddenly.

"Huh?" Harry froze for a moment, "You..."

James rolled his eyes, "Let's just treat it as overflowing love, and Sirius plans to punish him."

"You betrayed brother!"

James held Harry down and rubbed him with gritted teeth, "Don't talk nonsense to me, boy!" He lifted Harry up and put his arms around his neck, "Sirius is going to make a big move this time, let Snotlite has his tail clamped."

Harry looked at him suspiciously, "Shouldn't you help Sirius punish Snape?"

"It's enough to embarrass him, and I don't want his life," James mumbled.

"What? Terrible?!"

"Hush!" James gagged him, "Listen, when the moon is full, no matter what Sirius says or does, make the snotlite ignore him."

It seems that this is the famous werewolf prank incident.Harry remembered it.

Harry's mouth was covered by James, and he nodded.

"I'm leaving." James let him go, and slapped Harry on the back of the head, "Also, don't tell Sirius."

"Understood." Harry raised his hand and slapped James back.

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Two days later in the evening, a small owl flew into the Slytherin bedroom window, and stood on the edge of the window preening its feathers until its addressee came out of the bathroom.

The little girl Hedwig screamed happily, and it flew towards the recipient, circled him twice in a fawning manner, and stood on top of his head.

Snape grabbed the owl that was domineering above his head, he shouldn't be nice to Potter, even his messengers are disgusting guys.

Hedwig screamed miserably, the letter on her feet was taken away, and the recipient threw it aside ignorantly.Hedwig huddled in the corner with tears in her eyes, afraid that she would offend the black-faced god in some way.

Snape opened the note, and Harry Potter wrote in his characteristic crooked childish handwriting: Severus,

Wait for me at the door of the fifth greenhouse at ten o'clock tonight.

Snape stared at the head of the text message, Severus.

Even if the relationship is still decent now, they never correspond.Harry had only sent him two letters in total, none of which had been addressed, and this letter had been addressed but not signed.And he was affectionately called - Severus.

Potter only called him Severus when he wanted to punish him, or to comfort him, and that wasn't often either.

Snape glanced at the owl in the corner, and stretched out his hand towards it.

Although the little guy looks energetic, his head is not very bright. It poked its head, trying to see what was in his hand, but the palm was empty, and there was nothing.But it seemed to have made up its mind to see something from above, so it moved forward again.

"squeak--!"

The little girl Hedwig was caught again.

Snape held it up in front of him, poked its head with his hand, and said with a smile, "Idiot." As he spoke, he stroked its soft feathers.

Hedwig calmed down almost immediately, it jumped out of Snape's palm, as if forgetting the unhappiness just now, it gently rubbed its head against Snape's palm, and flew away happily.

Snape couldn't help curling his lips again, "Idiot."

Why did Harry suddenly look for him, Snape didn't think much at all.It was already nine o'clock, and he looked at his watch. It was already curfew at ten o'clock.He put on his clothes again, sneaked out of the dormitory, and rushed to the greenhouse ahead of schedule.

It wasn't cold at night, and Snape was standing at the door of the Fifth Conservatory, waiting for Harry.

The greenhouse is no stranger to them. Their herbalism is taught in the greenhouse, where it is humid and warm, full of the fresh smell of earth and the fragrance of flowers.

He looked in through the transparent glass door of the greenhouse, and there seemed to be some fluorescent lights flying around in the greenhouse, illuminating the surrounding plants.Snape could vaguely see that it was full of plants, and there were even flowers as big as umbrellas, clinging to the walls of the greenhouse.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps.Snape cautiously hid sideways in the dark, and the two came over, holding hands, and walked into the fifth greenhouse.

Snape watched from the side, his eyes widened involuntarily, and the girl's laughter just now seemed to be still echoing in his ears.

Conservatory No. [-], famous in Hogwarts for its lush and beautiful flowers and vines, is a great place for couples to go on a date.

Snape stared blankly at the glass door of Greenhouse No. [-]. He leaned against the wall of the Greenhouse, clutching the text message in his hand.

At this moment, another person walked by from nearby, his footsteps were heavy, and it was difficult for anyone to ignore his flamboyant black hair.Sirius Black strode towards the Whomping Willow, and the willow lashed wildly, startling Snape who was dazed not far away.

Snape looked at the Whomping Willow writhing crazily, and suddenly, as if the pause button had been pressed, it fell silent.Sirius walked under the tree and disappeared.

The Marauders are planning a prank again.Snape's brows were tightly furrowed, and his expression became gloomy.If he followed, he might be able to find their handle.But……

Snape seemed to want to go over, but stood still.He turned his head to look at the fifth greenhouse, and the little lights twinkling inside were like stars in the sky, beautiful and magnificent.

He backed away again, leaning against the wall, reached out his hand and took out the note from his pocket, unfolded it, rolled it up, and unfolded it again.

As if in a daze, he looked at the bright full moon in the sky and waited quietly for Harry.

And Sirius, he waited almost the whole night in the Shrieking Shack, but he couldn't wait for the snot that made him worry.

Remus had gradually calmed down. The werewolf would be more manic in the first half of the night, but it would get tired in the second half of the night.Remus, who had turned into a werewolf, was lying on the bed, falling into a dark and sweet sleep.

Sirius opened the Marauder's Map and spread it out in front of James. He pointed to the greenhouse, "Snape is still waiting. He has been waiting almost all night."

"Just kidding." James' original joking expression disappeared when he saw the black spot in front of the fifth greenhouse door.

The little black dot had been at the door of the Fifth Conservatory, almost motionless, and his name was marked on the map - Severus Snape.

James' expression suddenly became stiff. Even good buddies like him and Sirius would not have waited for each other all night just for such an inexplicable little note without reason or explanation.

He looked at his watch, and it was already 03:30 in the morning, more than five hours.

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Note: The names of Passerby A appearing above are all fabricated.

The Hogwarts Greenhouses, indeed, are filled with all kinds of plants.It's just that we made up a No. [-] romantic lover's greenhouse.