[HP] Lost and Returning

In the afternoon, Potions class.

Harry was still in a depressed mood, and even Hermione didn't know how to comfort him.

And obviously, Snape was not in a good mood today, and kept deducting Gryffindor, including Slytherin's points.This poor Potions professor has recently been immersed in the homework of the second grade. Attending classes, correcting homework, and making potions for the medical room have taken up a lot of his time. Writing homework, or writing homework for the second grade, Si No matter how angry Nepe was, he could only keep it in his heart.

"Are you cutting medicinal ingredients?" Snape coldly commented on the finished product in front of the green-eyed boy: "Five points deducted from Gryffindor."

"The color is too light, Miss Granger, did you bring your eyes to class?" Snape snapped, "Five points deducted from Gryffindor."

The corners of Hermione's eyes twitched, she lowered her head obediently, without making excuses.

In Gryffindor, even the most perfect Hermione deducted points, not to mention the others. Snape walked around Gryffindor and deducted almost [-] points.

While his godfather was out of Gryffindor's range, Draco turned his head and winked at the Savior, and quickly threw a ball of black medicinal ingredients into the other's cauldron.

Harry looked up, Hermione stared, what is this guy doing!

Draco withdrew his gaze, he didn't intend to explode Potter's cauldron, as long as Scarhead's work could not be successful.

Draco was carefully brewing his own potion. He went to Godric's place last night and learned a few clever ways to deal with potion ingredients, which happened to be used today.

"Well done, Slytheringa is very good." The cold tone sounded beside Draco, and Draco curled up his lips and smiled.

Snape's mood was not improved by seeing his godson's outstanding performance. He turned around and deducted points from Goyle and Crabbe. These two big men were not good at potions.

Harry's potion had completely turned black, and it was too late to do it again.He looked angrily in the direction of his deadly enemy, but what he saw was the provocative and triumphant smile of the other party, but what he heard was Snape's bonus points.

"Professor Snape, here..." Draco noticed the eyes from behind, he deliberately stopped his godfather, and asked a certain question.

Harry's face was instantly livid, how could he not see that the platinum boy was showing off!Those two people were so close, and there was no impatience in the old bastard's eyes, this was a completely different treatment from myself!

The fact that Snape liked Malfoy made Harry both annoyed and deeply jealous!

Harry glanced at the cauldron, thought for a while, and reached out to poke it.

"Bang——" the cauldron fell to the ground, making a harsh sound, and the potion that failed to brew in a crucible was all sprinkled on Harry's body.

"Harry—" Hermione, the only one who witnessed the whole process, exclaimed.

Snape turned his head when he heard the sound, and all the places on the green-eyed boy's body that were stained with the potion were corroded, and blood was also oozing out.

"What kind of potion are you idiot doing?!" Snape was furious. A dose of advanced hemostatic agent turned into a corrosive agent. Is this kid a natural troublemaker?He strode forward, cast a few spells to relieve corrosion, and this time, the great savior fell down without a word.

Snape hurriedly hugged the fallen body, his heart was already scolded, this brat can't do it if he doesn't cause trouble for a day!

"I'll take him to the infirmary." Snape waved his wand with one hand and emptied all the cauldrons: "Give me a good self-study, otherwise..."

Slytherin's old bat just carried away the Gryffindor savior.

Draco pursed his lips and frowned, it's not good, he didn't pay much attention before, but now he found that his godfather seemed to treat Potter differently.

There are some things that I can’t help but think about, and the problem is very big when I think about it, Draco carefully recalled that in the last year alone, the confinement of the godfather Guan Potter was so scary. Just ignore it, oh, no, the godfather did completely ignore Potter, for about two weeks, and then resumed the confinement of Potter, and the most terrible thing is that Potter's final exam potion score turned out to be Only after him, something was wrong, something was wrong.

Moreover, in the situation just now, it is enough to just find a Gryffindor to send Scarhead to, so why send it in person...

Draco turned pale, could it be that the godfather actually had a crush on Potter?

If Potter unilaterally hit his godfather's idea, Draco would definitely fight to the end, but if his godfather turned his attention to Potter, Draco remained silent.Even if he doesn't like Harry anymore?Potter, too, would put up with that brat for Godfather's sake, he wouldn't sway a Slytherin's choice.Because Slytherin will only make a choice after careful consideration, and is willing to bear the consequences and never regret it.

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Harry didn't really pass out, he was just in pain, but the trick worked, Snape stayed away from Malfoy and sent himself out of the classroom, fine.Harry suddenly felt that the Sorting Hat was right, that he might indeed have the potential to be a Slytherin.

And this bastard old bat cares a little bit about himself, doesn't he?He doesn't have to deliver his own.A vague smile appeared on Harry's pale face from pain, of course, in a direction that the other party couldn't see.

The sense of responsibility was the driving force that prompted Snape to walk out of the classroom with the green-eyed monster. The great savior was injured in his own classroom, and he was responsible for the blame. As for the others, Snape felt that he was sorting out those slightly One should think about how to deal with Madam Pomfrey before the chaotic emotions.

Medical room.

"You—" Madam Pomfrey let out a sharp growl, when she saw the two people entering the door and the state of the young man among them.

While scolding, Snape carefully placed the seriously injured boy on the bed, trying not to touch the other's wound as much as possible.The one who scolded was naturally the troublemaker Harry.

Harry, who pretended to be unconscious, continued to remain silent, he didn't want to provoke Madam Pomfrey's wrath.

"The third time! It's only been a week!" Madam Pomfrey roared, "What's going on this time?"

"Clumsy Potter overturned the cauldron," Snape said dryly.

Madam Pomfrey's face turned pale with anger, "Caustic, eh? When did the seventh grade curriculum become such a ghost thing!"

"Obviously, I have to ask Potter. He changed the subject of my lecture without permission. Ten points will be deducted from Gryffindor." Snape continued dryly.

Madam Pomfrey choked, points were deducted even in a coma, to a certain extent, she admired this man all over.

Harry closed his eyes tightly, focusing on the wound, ignoring Snape's cynicism and deducting points.

Madam Pomfrey sighed, took the potion from the medical kit and applied it on the young man, saying, "Severus, you go back first, leave it to me here, fortunately, the potion is ready-made."

Snape left with a cold snort, his class was not over yet.

The atmosphere in the classroom was tense. The students of the two colleges stared at each other after the professor left. Ron had seen Malfoy throwing things at Harry's cauldron earlier, so he decided that Malfoy was playing tricks .He wanted to fight aggressively, but was stopped by Hermione.

"What are you doing?" Ron growled, "It's all about that bastard."

"Enough, do you want Gryffindor to deduct negative points?" Hermione asked the reason, and Harry's actions made her horrified, so how could she say it.

"So what?" Ron said with resentment on his face, "Aren't they all detained if they fight or not?"

"Ron!" Hermione said emphatically, lowering her voice, "I don't think you could beat him."

"Hermione!" Ron looked in surprise at this friend who overwhelmed his arrogance with others.

"Calm down, Ron." Hermione tugged at him so he wouldn't make trouble.

The return of the Potions Master calms down a possible duel.

"Malfoy, you stay." After class, Snape said lightly.

Bryce glanced worriedly at his friend, then at his head's gloomy face, and left helplessly. The Gryffindors also left quickly, rushing to visit Harry in the medical room.

Draco looked at his godfather in a daze.

"What's going on with you guys?" Snape asked. The previous fights, Potter's lies, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts battle had now extended to the Potions class. Of course he had noticed his godson's little tricks, but this time It's too much.

"I just messed up his potion, nothing else was added." Draco replied honestly, "It's not my responsibility that the cauldron breaks."

Snape narrowed his eyes. "I thought you were old enough to stop playing these childish games."

Draco had a headache: "Sorry, Professor, I was wrong." In fact, he really wanted to ask, Godfather, do you like Potter.But he believes that if he asks this sentence, even if he is the dean's favorite godson, he will be cut into pieces and soaked in the potion bottle.Especially when the godfather seemed to be interested in Potter, but he didn't even realize it.

Snape waited for a while, sensing that his godson was reluctant to say more, he waved him off.

Draco walked out of the classroom and walked towards the dormitory. When he was almost at the door, he saw someone standing by the tree—Hermione?Granger.Draco's head hurt even more.

Gathering up his strength and maintaining a smirk, Draco said, "Miss Know-It-All is not going to the infirmary to accompany the poor savior, what are you doing here?" When he was rational, he tried his best not to call the other person a mud Kind of, considering that Lord Slytherin has a good relationship with this girl.Fighting is one thing, insulting people is another, Draco can tell the difference.

"Can't you be upright?" Hermione stepped forward angrily.

"What do you mean?" Draco's gray eyes were full of arrogance: "I think the duel in Defense Against the Dark Arts is very dignified." This accident in Potions class has nothing to do with him.

"It's not a duel!" Hermione pointed at the other party's nose, "You clearly knew what Harry was thinking, but you still destroyed his things in Potions class. Isn't this a trick?" She knew it better than anyone else. Leigh had worked hard at Potions, and he wanted to impress the one he liked.

"Huh?" Draco wondered, is this girl blaming him for lowering Potter's impression in Professor Snape's eyes?

"Isn't it?" Hermione demanded.

"Why are you so stupid, there are some people in Slytherin who are better than Potter, and there are many people who like to teach." Draco sneered and sarcastically: "No matter how hard that idiot tries, in our eyes, he is just a Gryffindor stupid, or do you think he can be changed by making a potion?"

"Then fair play!" Hermione said loudly.

fair play?Draco's brain is a bit out of use, what does this woman mean.

"You and Harry, fair competition!" Hermione said more specifically: "Don't play that kind of shady tricks, openly compete, no matter who Professor Snape chooses in the end, no objection is allowed."

After Draco understood the meaning, his face turned white and then red and then purple, and he roared tremblingly: "You idiot woman is full of slugs in your head! Which eye of yours can see that I like...cough...Gryffin Are all the brains transformed by trolls, or do you have no such thing as a brain at all!" This lioness actually thought he liked Snape, Merlin, how could he like his godfather!That kind of like!

Draco's shoulders trembled angrily, and he wanted to tear the girl in front of him.

Startled by the sudden roar, Hermione took a step back and blinked. Did she get it wrong?If it wasn't that Malfoy liked Snape, then why was Malfoy so angry, finding fault repeatedly, and even deliberately showing off the intimacy between the two in Potions class?In fact, it was the last move that made Hermione guess so.

"Don't you regard Harry...as a rival in love?" Hermione murmured.

"Fuck the rival in love!" Draco immediately shouted, "I'm not that perverted!" The godfather is equivalent to the existence of the father, how could it be that kind of relationship!

As soon as the cursing was finished, the two of them froze at the same time.

Draco really wanted to give the other party a forgetful, and he actually cursed, still with such a rude vocabulary.

Hermione blinked desperately, as if trying to see if the person in front of her was the arrogant and elegant Malfoy.

Draco suddenly felt very frustrated, he turned his head and walked away, talking to Gryffindor would definitely assimilate him, it was terrible.