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The Paulis Express took little Harry to Spider's End.

Inspector Jones had a public face, and the corners of his eyes were drooping and he always looked weak.He has been looking forward to handling a big case all his life, not for promotion and fortune, but for the affirmation and admiration of his wife and children.Police Officer Jones, who has been mediocre all his life, casually talked to little Harry while driving, nothing more than his name and age.Not long after, the car drove to the place.

The police car stopped at the alley, he looked at the little boy and asked, "Where is your home?"

Harry was a little bit blind, he had no idea how Snape's furniture should go.He is not a Muggle who usually walks on two legs, he is a wizard, he only needs to memorize the address and location.

The little boy looked at the alley in distress, he looked up at the police uncle pitifully, and said, "My father is Severus Snape..."

Jones sighed helplessly, "Don't you know how to get there? Well, uncle will help you find it."

The man got out of the car while sighing, he knocked on the door of a nearby resident, took out his police badge and got the answer.But the resident seemed very abnormal. After he said the address mysteriously, he retreated into the house.

Sergeant Jones thought, Severus Snape must be a strange guy.But his son is quite cute.

But soon, he understood the weirdness of that.

Snape's house was the one in the deepest part of the alley. There was a small courtyard in front of his door, and the courtyard was surrounded by low iron fences.This residential house looked a bit cold, it was past nine o'clock in the evening, but there was no light in the house.

Officer Jones opened the car door and brought out little Harry.As soon as the little boy saw his home, his whole face lit up. He quickly ran into the yard, knocked on the door, and shouted, "Severus! Severus, I'm back!"

The little boy kept knocking on the door, bang bang bang, slapping the door with his tiny palm.

But no one opened the door, and no one answered.

Officer Jones thought he should help or take the little boy away temporarily. He couldn't let a child wait outside the house all night.He walked over to the little boy.

But just as he was about to open the fence gate of the small courtyard, he stopped suddenly. He suddenly remembered that today was his mother's 73rd birthday, and he should go home immediately and buy her a gift on the way.

But just as he turned to leave, he heard the little boy's knock on the door.As if he suddenly came to his senses, he turned around and looked at the little boy. He was a police officer. How could he only think about his family's birthday and ignore this poor child?

However, when he tried to walk into the yard again, strange things happened again.He thought of the watch he forgot in the office, his wife's complaints from the previous two days, and even the anniversary of his aunt's death.He went back and forth several times between the courtyard door and the car door, and every time he was about to leave, he suddenly heard little Harry's knock on the door, and then returned to the yard again.

Jones suddenly felt that the night wind was so cold tonight, as if it was going to penetrate into the bones.

He stood one meter away from the gate of the courtyard, and shouted tremblingly, "...Harry?"

The little boy turned his head and looked at Jones. His eyes were watery, as if he had just cried. He choked up and said, "Thank you for sending me here. I will wait here."

"Come here, uncle will wait with you." Jones regretted the words, but he still said, "...Come here, let's wait in the car."

No matter how grotesque it was, Harry was only a child, and he couldn't leave him alone in this horrible place.

The little boy was persuaded by him, and he walked out of the yard and got into the police car.But immediately after, Jones locked the car door. He quickly reversed the car and turned around. He was so panicked that he even knocked over a row of trash cans, and then drove out of the alley quickly.

Police Officer Jones glanced at the rearview mirror in horror. The house behind him seemed like hell, and boundless horror urged him to leave this terrible place.Even when little Harry yelled and cried, it didn't change his mind.

At this moment, Snape was lying on a bed in the staff bedroom.

He just drank a bottle of dreamless potion and fell into a drowsy sleep.

His face looks thin and hard, because his lover left him, but also because no one can enter his heart anymore, all these make him cold, whether it is the lovely students or the laid-back teacher Life couldn't cheer him up either.

His thin cheeks, high cheekbones and deep eye sockets give him a hard-hearted look.However, this hard-hearted man had to take the dreamless potion every night to fall asleep.Otherwise he would dream of Harry, dreaming of him again and again.

He'd rather Harry was really dead.

He would rather he really died, he would rather die completely, than expecting day after day and being disappointed again and again.

Snape was lying on his back on the bed, his posture was like a dead body, as well as a dead man in a coffin.There was no warmth in the room, it was so cold that people shivered.

The corners of his mouth were slightly downcast, and even deep sleep could not soothe his sadness.

~~~~~~~~~

Ms Scott's shrill screams were heard in Scotland Yard the next day.

Ms. Scott is almost mad!Harry disappeared under her nose for a day and a night. He was only seven years old. Who knew what terrible things he would encounter outside!

She was standing in the police office, panting heavily with red eyes, while Harry sat on the chair with his head drooping.

"Is he really an orphan in your yard?" Jones looked at Ms. Scott suspiciously.

"Do you have any doubts about that?" Ms. Scott asked curtly.

Officer Jones' eyes narrowed sharply, and he lowered his eyes and said, "But from my point of view, this child has a father. He can tell the address and the name of the head of the household accurately." His eyes suddenly In a blink of an eye, he reproached as if he knew the inside story, "Don't use children as bargaining chips in the war, what orphans are missing, please communicate with your ex-husband, what's wrong with your wife living a peaceful life?"

Harry: "..."

Why did Snape even have an ex-wife without anyone knowing it?

Ms. Scott gave Police Officer Jones a vicious gouged look, and then looked at Harry: "This is impossible! He has never been to London before! I can show my ID, and my orphanage can be found. You can go through various There is no way to prove it!" Ms. Scott was a little incoherent, "It is impossible for him to know someone in London, let alone know where his so-called father is! Unless it is a kidnapper!"

Ms. Scott's confident tone overwhelmed Jones, and he was speechless, unable to utter any rebuttals.There was a coldness in his heart. Could it be that he really made a mistake?He almost sent a cute child into the hands of the kidnappers!Still such a quaint house!

Suddenly Harry stood up, and he shouted loudly, "He's not!"

"Then what is he?" Ms. Scott looked at him anxiously, but followed her and slowed down, "He's not your father, otherwise he wouldn't let you spend seven years alone in the orphanage .He can't be your dad, and Spinner's End is not your home. Harry, tell MaMa, where did you know that address?"

Harry opened his mouth. Although he had reasons to insist, he couldn't convince others.In the end, he could only say weakly: "...I just know."

"Harry! Stop playing and tell me!"

The little boy looked very sad. He didn't cry or make a noise, but the expression of silence made Jones' heart ache.After a while, the little boy said, "Let's go back, MaMa, go back."

"Harry..." Ms. Scott wanted to continue asking him, but Harry was already holding her hand and insisted on going out, so she had to follow him.

Harry returned to the orphanage again, looking forward to the next opportunity to go to London.But right now, he can only be honest for a while.

But what he didn't know was that in a small alley in London, a family suffered disaster.

When Snape returned after finishing his term, he returned to the house at Spinner's End.The letter box he set up in front of the yard was already full, filled with letters from the community office and the police station for household checks, and even the three pounds in arrears for water bills alarmed the police station.

Snape looked at the pile of letters in his hand, and threw them all into the trash can in annoyance.

He doesn't care about these trivial matters, and he doesn't worry, wizards always have wizards' solutions.

But that's not the only thing he was unlucky about.At present, he still can't understand the tragedy, but in the future, in the future, in the future, he will definitely suffer, but he will be deeply grateful for it.

Ms. Scott grew up in the suburbs. She didn't have any higher education, and she didn't think it was so glorious to be a pale and quiet woman.Her parents were both farmers, and when they got better, they started a farm. Since she was ten years old, she has been shuttling among the sheds of various livestock, talking loudly and crying loudly.

She later married a short-lived businessman, and lived a decent life ever since, allowing her to temporarily disguise herself as a decent, courteous lady.But be aware, that's only temporary.

So when Ms. Scott made her way to Spinner's End, she decided, for the time being, to look a little more polite.

Her little Harry always had so many reasons for granted.He believed his parents had not abandoned him, he believed his parents were in London, he believed his father lived in Spider's End.

Ms. Scott later had a detailed talk with Officer Jones and asked about the situation in detail.Well, since Harry was so convinced, there was nothing wrong with her going to find out.If possible, she really hoped that her little Harry would be a miraculous child who could find his relatives and grow up happily.

In her hand was a picture of Severus Snape.The photo was quite old, and the man on it looked only eighteen or nineteen years old. He had a gloomy face, black hair, black eyes, pale skin and a straight nose.He looked nothing like Harry, save for the black hair.

God always favors others, so it made Ms. Scott meet Snape who was going home in the alley.

Snape was a person with a very distinctive image. He was wearing a pair of black trousers with no discernible texture, and his top was also black. He looked like a black cloud pressing down on the sky.Mrs. Scott recognized him instantly in that sullen and indifferent mood.

She cleared her throat, trying to be as natural as possible, and called, "Mr. Severus Snape?"

Snape was holding a bag with some daily necessities in it, he had just bought some things in the store.He heard someone calling him, but he just glanced at the fat woman and didn't even stop.

Ms. Scott called him two more times, and she quickly ran after him and stopped him, "Mr. Snape," she gasped, "you... have you considered planning to have a child?"

Goddamn questions, goddamn women, goddamn children.Snape gave the fat woman a mean look, but Ms. Scott asked again, "I'm serious, Mr. Snape, do you have any children? Legitimacy or illegitimate?"

"No." Snape didn't bother to pay attention to this lunatic at all, he gave her a cold look, then walked around her and left.

Ms. Scott wanted to catch up to him, but she was too fat to catch up with the striding man.She stopped panting, and yelled angrily: "You have a child! He's seven years old—!" She took a breath, and saw that scum named Snape stopped She continued to walk forward without stopping, she felt her lungs were burning, she cursed angrily, and the shrill female voice spread throughout the alley: "You scum! Why don't you go to hell! You You don't deserve to be a father at all, and you don't deserve to make Harry work so hard to find you—!"

Snape stopped abruptly and turned around.His face contorted into a horrible expression, he opened his mouth, but seemed to lose his voice, but Ms. Scott understood his mouth shape.

He asked, "What's his name?"

Ms. Scott gasped heavily, leaning against the wall and straightened up, her eyes were burning with anger, "His name is Harry, Harry—— Potter—"

~~~~~~~~~

Harry was in the orphanage, hiding there for seven full years.Snape searched all over England, Germany, and even Romania, but never thought he was in an orphanage.In a Muggle orphanage.

It was less than three hours' drive from the city of London. They were so close, but they hadn't seen each other for seven years.Snape was so angry that he wanted to curse, he wanted to throw things and kill people, but he still sat on the long-distance bus obediently.

He began to curse Muggle traffic in his mind.He could have flown by, or Apparated, either way would have been better than this!

Snape sat in his seat, but couldn't relax for a moment.

Ms. Scott sat beside him, watching him furtively.

Maybe he really was Harry's father, she thought to herself.Otherwise, why would he care about Harry's name, otherwise why would he be restless, so anxious and painful?

Maybe her little Harry was really a wonderful little baby, maybe he had some kind of telepathic connection, a kind of blood connection.Maybe it was God guiding him and showing him where his home was.

But even that couldn't erase Ms Scott's anger.If he really loved his child, he shouldn't have abandoned him, even for a little while!

On the dull long-distance car, Ms. Scott kept looking out the window without saying a word.She refuses to speak to the scum who abandoned her child.

And this led to a... er, tragedy, or joke?

Filled with excitement, Snape walked into the orphanage. He looked at the dilapidated three-story building in front of him for a long time, and the hands hanging by his side couldn't help shaking.He followed Ms. Scott into the office, and then Ms. Scott went out to inform Harry.

He was walking back and forth in the room, as if suffering from epilepsy.He waited expectantly for Harry to appear in front of him, but the door opened, and in came a... child.

Snape seemed nailed in place, staring in shock at the little boy with unruly black hair, clear green eyes, and even a pair of round glasses perched on the bridge of his nose.He's just like Harry...

At this moment, Snape vaguely remembered that Ms. Scott had told him in Spider's End that he had a son.

He's... Harry's son?The child Harry bore to him?

Snape couldn't help but took a step forward. He looked at the little boy who was also stunned, and asked, "You...how old are you?"

The little boy opened his eyes wide and looked at the man, his little heart was beating violently, making him unable to tell whether it was joy or sadness in his heart.He suddenly wanted to laugh, the situation was so funny, he pursed his lips, fixed his eyes on the face of the snot-nosed man, and replied, "Seven years old."

seven years old.The same age as the youngest of the James family.

Snape's face turned pale in an instant, and he repeated, "Seven... years old?" He took two steps back and bumped into the desk behind him, making a loud noise.Snape came back to his senses abruptly, his expression became cold and numb again, even mocking and angry.

He pulled away the little boy who wanted to get close to him, as if he saw a bedbug, his face twisted into an ugly expression.

Harry looked at him blankly, "Severus..."

"Don't call me by my name!" Snape growled in a low voice, his expression was mixed with disgust and hatred, the emotion was so strong that Harry never dared to approach him again.

An illegitimate child!A little bastard—!

Harry Potter kept saying that he loved him, but what happened? !He had a child with another woman behind his back.A kid who looked so much like Harry.