[HP] Elephant of Time

It's really strange!Should I get a vet to look at him? "

Kyle, Tom, Snape, and himself... this bull has chosen wizards.

And he can't wait to show his difference... so deliberate that he doesn't even think it's suspicious.

Harry turned his head to look at little Kyle, and was thinking about how to distract the little guy so that the cow could appear, when he saw a red-haired boy poking his head out from behind the door, and the moment he saw Harry She shrank back a bit, and waited for a few seconds before speaking: "Kyle, my mother is going to take me to the market in a nearby city, do you want to go together?"

Evanson's family has a car, and if they go to the city, they can go back and forth in the same day.

"Yes, I'm going, can Harry go with me?"

"I don't need it." Harry shook his head. He is not interested in cities, and for wizards, it only takes a blink of an eye to go to the city. "Can I stay here with Moo Moo for a while?"

Tom shrank behind the door and nodded, and left with his little friend.

——Is that...the meaning of agreeing?

Harry guessed.

Harry, who felt affectionate because of that red hair, felt a little strange in his heart.You must know that the Weasley family never had such a shy child... Ginny may have been a little bit, but after going to school at Hogwarts, she also became a real Gryffindor female warrior.

Tom's personality is a bit similar to Neville's, a Neville from the Weasley family?You can almost hear the explosion of the cauldron and the growl of the potions master...

Harry couldn't help covering his face with his hands—after staying in this small town for a long time, even his way of thinking was almost assimilated.

"Mr. Potter, may I ask if you're not doing your 'job' in the garden as a boarding fellow, and you're here to bond with a cow in order to show that you have a bigger brain than a cow?"

Snape sneered at Harry, but his eyes were fixed on the cow.

The author has something to say: The professor said: Since Potter came, there have been so many things! !

Harry said: Obviously he ran out of various things when encountering Snape, he was fine for five years alone!

finally--

Harry said to Kyle: My child, your brain is too big and he can't bear it...

拥抱

The sudden appearance of the Potions Master apparently startled both Harry and the cow.

Harry walked quickly to Snape's side, half in front of the man, with a bit of embarrassment remaining on his face.

The potions master frowned at the gesture.

"Mr. Potter, do your best to use your empty mind, don't keep it as a decoration. This stupid cow has been around town for a lot longer than you, even if he really has something. The action will not be for me."

And Snape has recovered his memory and has a new wand.Guarded by a Potter?Severus Snape?Even in the wildest dreams it's an absolute joke!

Even if he was ridiculed, Harry would not retreat half a step, stubbornly standing in front of him, power radiated faintly from his body, and his blue eyes were calm and powerful.

"Never be rash, never underestimate the enemy, isn't it Slytherin's style?"

"That doesn't mean skepticism, paranoia, and pointless movements." Snape circled around Harry, a graceful arc of his wand, an Animagus Revealing Charm.

But after the light passed, nothing happened.

Momoo yelled twice in frustration.

Snape frowned and cast several detection spells, and various lights lit up on Momoo's body.

"Is there something wrong? It's not an Animagus?" Harry watched Snape bustling about, his holly wand still in his hand.

"He's an Animagus!" Snape sneered, putting away his wand, "but he's an illegal Animagus, and stupid enough to experiment with transfiguration spells without anyone knowing that Nobody knows what went wrong with the spell, not even the Animagus Revealing Charm can restore him."

The poor cow lowered his head and watched Harry silently with his small eyes.

The potion master snorted coldly: "Before you find out what's wrong with you, don't count on the savior. Even if you can use Potter's magic power to make a hard change, this kind of change is unstable. Maybe this unknown wizard Sir, would you prefer to have four stomachs in your body?" [Note 1]

The tears in Moo Moo's eyes made this poor animal look even more pitiful. It's a pity that he faced two, one is the savior whose nerves are not stable at present, and the other is Snape who will always be hard-hearted towards irrelevant people... …

Harry stood behind Snape and shrugged, indicating that everything was under the Potions Master's orders.The potion master began to take blood samples and other research materials from the cows.

By the time they left the Evanson's house, Snape strode forward and Harry walked slowly behind.

"...You know that stupid cow can actually use his hoof to express instead of trying to communicate telepathically with his sticky eyes?"

"I know it can be written."

Snape stopped abruptly and turned to look at Harry with a sullen expression reminiscent of a dark shadow lurking deep in the cellar.

"Glad I'm finally alive to see you put the word 'defense' into your lexicon, Potter. But I don't think people will like a new Mad-Eye Moody, especially if he was born with magic Savior of the world."

The potion master's displeasure was so obvious, his speech became faster and deeper, but his voice became deeper and deeper.

"I'm fed up with your all-time unkempt magic that lights up like a stupid human candle even in the daytime. I guess it's hard for your poor brain to understand, and it's because of this that Jesse's troublemakers will get close to you, and the cowards of the Evanson family will never go near you."

Interestingly, this represents two possible extremes in the wizarding world.

Flattering the power of the savior, fearing the power of the savior.

"how about you?"

Snape's sneer stiffened on his face, and he looked at Harry mixed with other things, as if trying to figure out the true meaning of this question.

Harry didn't know why he asked such a question, blurting it out so eagerly, as if this was the most important thing above all else.

He knew how other people treated him, except for some old friends who knew him well and knew him, there were too many "morons with weeds in their heads" in the wizarding world.But so what?Harry Potter owes nothing to the dead and their relatives, and he owes nothing to anyone else.

However, at this moment, nothing else is as important as the person in front of him.

how about you?like me?Still afraid of me?

Harry heard a soft grunt in his heart, the self-mockery and sarcasm in it was so similar to the Potions Master.

He should have known that Snape was neither, that's why he found him, because Snape would never like Harry Potter, and this double-faced man who once lived in the gap between black and white and danced on the tip of a knife Spies also certainly have no fear of Harry Potter.

That's why Harry Potter was always by his side.

Embarrassment and coldness spread in the air, and just when Harry was about to tell Snape that this was just a joke question, the potions master spoke.

"...Mr. Potter, as I said, when you finish building the garden, I will answer all your questions." The black-haired Slytherin turned his head to look in the direction of Carls House, with the expression in his black eyes The emotions were so complicated that it was hard to distinguish, he said calmly, keeping all his emotions in his heart, "Before that, please allow me to keep my answer."

Harry grabbed Snape, who was about to leave, and stared close to the always serious face, the black eyes were empty and indifferent.

"What kind of answer would require you to cover it with Occlumency, Snape?"

If it had been Hogwarts back in the day, that alone would have been enough for Snape to drench him from head to toe with venom.But the Potions Master only took half a step back and wrenched his hand away, his tone remained steady: "There is no garden, there is no answer."

"What the hell is that garden? Why do you have to ask me to build this garden?"

The indifferent look faded away, and the potions master put on the mocking mask again.

"Because there are countless curses buried in that land, as long as Harry the Savior Potter starts to break ground, he will be cursed to death, dismembered, and disappeared from the wizarding world. How about it? There is still time to go back to the lion pile, I'm also not interested in playing with the wizard star running away from home."

To be honest, seeing the blood on Harry's face turn pale, the Potions Master felt a little regretful.

He shouldn't be bothering with a patient knowing that Potter has turned into a psychopath - about someone trying to step into the bottom of his heart, the deepest place where he hides.

Like or fear?Neither is accurate enough.Even he himself didn't know how to answer Potter's question.

So he stalled for time.

What kind of follow-up and regret would a hasty answer lead to? He had already tasted the bitter fruit, the so far unpalatable fruit that prompted him to avoid this question with snake instinct.

As for another question -

Maybe...he just wanted to see what kind of flowers the wasteland would bloom in Harry Potter's hands.

Looking at the savior standing there frozen, he regretted a little, but he was Severus Snape, and even if he regretted it, he would never show any flaws.So he turned around and walked away, vaguely as if there was an elegant arc drawn by the black robe behind him.

Harry had just stood there dumbfounded, but when the black clothes moved, so did he.

He grabbed Snape's clothes and said urgently.

"I'm sorry, Professor,"

He wants to be with this person.

"No, Snape... sir. I—"

He doesn't want to go back to the wizarding world, neither Hogwarts nor Diagon Alley