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Harry greeted awkwardly and coyly: "Uh...hi."

Snape responded casually with no expression on his face: "...uh huh."

What does uh mean?You've even written a love letter, what are you talking about? !

Snape sat stiffly on the sofa, and quickly glanced at Harry who was sitting opposite, with a blank face and no expression at all, as if his wife had run away with someone.

Harry looked at him awkwardly, a little overwhelmed, the love letter Snape had given him was in his trouser pocket.Half a month passed, and Harry didn't reply at all, but now, what should he do, or say something?When a boy is dating a boy who is pursuing him?

A shy yet passionate...kiss...?

Harry's face paled instantly, and he looked at Snape as if he were looking at Godzilla.

The two of them faced each other, staring at each other, and fell into an embarrassing situation.

Severus, the wise man, Snape, who has always been articulate and venomous, actually withered. How about your obscenity when you molested Harry on the knight bus, and your impulsiveness when you wrote a love letter, you just waited for it. What about Lishi's faint heart?They were all taken away by puppies?

Harry, who was the most innocent in the whole thing, couldn't help pursing his lips. He glanced at the numb and empty face of the snot-nosed man, and he put the schoolbag in his arms on the table heavily. His tone was not very good. Said: "For you."

Snape's expression became even uglier. He glanced at the bag on the table, and pulled it toward him reluctantly.

But in the next second, Harry grabbed the schoolbag and pulled it back hard.

"No one owes you!" Harry glared at him. "Before you take the gift, shouldn't you at least say thank you?"

Yes, thank you, he really should say thank you.But Snape's tightly closed mouth only moved, but he couldn't speak.

Harry tried harder, his big green eyes fixed on Snape, and he held his schoolbag firmly with both hands, "I'm waiting for your thank you——Snotl—"

Snape's face was distorted because of his annoyance. He looked at Harry Potter with displeasure, gritted his teeth and said something that sounded like the hiss of a poisonous snake: "It's Severus Si——! For Merlin's sake, today is my birthday!"

Harry gritted his teeth and pursed his lips tightly, which made his face puff up, looking annoyed and aggrieved, "Then you should also call me Harry, not Pott!"

Snape stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly the corner of his mouth twitched, "H---?"

Harry was choking on his own saliva, his eyes widened in horror, and he stared blankly at Snape. When he realized it, his face was already flushed red.

Snape put his hands on the armrest of the sofa, tapped the back of the chair with his slender fingers, looking very pleased with himself.He couldn't help but pursed his lips into a smile that made him look a little sinister, "So, shouldn't you also...call me...Severus?"

If he could speak more coherently and naturally, perhaps he could add a touch of grace to the cunning.But Harry didn't notice Snape's faint stiffness and embarrassment at all, his face was hot enough to fry an egg now.

Harry had never known that Snape was such a good-natured person!Who would have thought that the old Slytherin bat would still crawl along the pole? !And the technology is pretty darn good!Cunning, evil and annoying Slytherin!

Looking at Harry's flushed face, Snape also became a little uneasy.The Room of Requirement was too quiet, so quiet that only the heartbeats of two people remained.In the spacious study room, everyone was supposed to come together, but there were only Harry and Snape.

more embarrassing.

Snape grabbed the schoolbag smoothly, and Harry didn't try to fight him anymore, he was already wilted.The result of competing with the snot-nosed man is just to make himself more embarrassed.

Harry's hands were in his trouser pockets, and he was rubbing the love letter inside, quietly watching Snape unwrap the present.

Snape stuffed the gift into his pocket, leaving two large boxes in his hands.The two pockets of his school uniform had become bulging, which made him look a little ridiculous, less sullen and more comical.

He looked at Harry for a moment before saying, "...is there anything else?"

Harry's hand trembled, and he clenched the letter tightly, "Uh... no, not anymore."

Snape said nothing, still just looked at him, as if waiting for Harry to speak, but the boy across from him was sitting on the sofa, just sitting.

They did have something to talk about, like—a letter.

Harry raised his eyes abruptly and looked at him innocently, "Are you...is there anything else?"

Snape stood up, he didn't stay for another second, and strode out of the Room of Requirement.

Harry couldn't help curling his lips. It would be as difficult as heaven to teach Snape to be polite.But he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't want to discuss sending love letters with Snape.

In other words...it's useless to talk about it.

Harry had never admitted it, but even not admitting it wouldn't change the fact that he was terrified of the future.

He is afraid of the future, afraid of changing the future, and afraid of not being able to change.

He is afraid that once the future is changed, the future will become unrecognizable, and the situation may be even worse.But he is also afraid, he is afraid that fate will continue on the original track again, he will witness the death of his relatives one by one, knowing the ending, but he has to watch them, watch them die, again.

What about Snape?What would happen to him and Snape in the future?

Even in their carefree student days, they always satirized each other, called each other by nicknames, and exposed each other's background.The two of them didn't fight each other, he didn't like seeing Snape's deadpan face, he didn't like how he acted like everyone owed him money, and he didn't like... nothing.

He took out the letter in his pocket and unfolded it carefully.

The letter paper had been crumpled to the point of rot, but the writing on it was still clear.

He and the old bat are two completely unrelated people, and the only person who can connect them is Lily.It never occurred to Harry to be friends with Snape, let alone be... lovers.

However, the feeling of being liked and cared about by others is very good.

He folded the letter and put it in his pocket.

Harry curled his lips uncomfortably. He didn't like the old bat, and he didn't think that one-sentence love letter was very romantic.Although getting closer to Snape had never been part of his plan, this unexpected branch made him see some good things.No hypocrisy, conspiracy, just a boy in love with another boy.

Harry puts on the Invisibility Cloak and leaves the Room of Requirement.

Harry would never speak of it again, he would hide the letter, it would become a secret, a secret forever.

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The Dark Mark, Death Eaters, these are no longer secrets, and some things will be known without being publicized in the newspapers.

Time is running out.

Harry wore the Invisibility Cloak and came to the Room of Requirement.

He should have done this long ago, but the people around him were so cute, they were so innocent and beautiful, so beautiful that Harry didn't want to move.He became lazy, he was surrounded by family and friends, and laughed with them.He would rather die lazy by their side than leave them again.

But in order to stay by their side for a long time, he had to take action.

Dumbledore said, don't change the future at will.Harry agreed, but he still had to consider turning his fate around.

He can't do nothing, he doesn't want to kneel in front of the graves of his relatives and weep bitterly after ten or twenty years.

In the face of fate, you can't shirk that you are forced to do so, nor can you excuse that it is an expedient measure.No matter how difficult the fate is, you still have the power to choose.You can choose to face the difficulties, or you can choose to retreat bravely, or you can simply close your eyes and wait for fate to crush you.

Harry didn't want to make the crushed tofu, so he opened the secret room where the things were hidden.

About two hours later, Harry emerged from the Room of Requirement.

His face was pale, and he sat in the corridor as if he was exhausted.

He searched carefully in the Room of Requirement, but there was nothing!

Ravenclaw's crown, Voldemort's Horcrux, it was discovered in the Room of Requirement more than ten years later, but no one knows where it is and what happened to it in the past ten years!

Harry returned to the dormitory distraught and fell on the bed.

He went back to the past with confidence, but now it seems that he still can't do anything.

But then, a bad news came to Hogwarts.It is like a boulder, completely breaking the calm situation of the school——

Phil Longman, a seventh-year student at Hogwarts, died in Hogsmeade on February 2.

No one knew who killed him, they only knew that a huge and frightening Dark Mark hung above Fili's body.

The shadow of death has finally infiltrated Hogwarts, the beautiful and peaceful Garden of Eden.