[Comprehensive Lord HP] To eternal life to your love

Harry, who had changed into his white robes, held the business card in his hand and was dazed, wondering what he was thinking. He stroked the words "Professor Sieber" on it with his fingers, and the hair hanging down covered his cheeks so he couldn't see his face clearly.

"Bang bang."

Suddenly awakened, Harry put away his business card and quickly turned around, seeing the wise elder standing at the door with the usual gentle smile on his face.

In fact, Harry has been learning Dean Saint-Germain's usual expressions a lot of the time—it's a mask anyway, and smiling is better than being expressionless, isn't it?What's more, this kind of smile hangs on the dean's face. Although it is gentle, it will not reveal a little cowardice. Instead, it will give people a signal that the owner of this kind of smile is definitely not easy to mess with.

"What are you doing here?" Harry turned back to face the wardrobe, clutching the business card tightly in his hand, his face was expressionless and indifferent.

He could show that gentle and seemingly harmless smile in front of other people, but it didn't apply to this elder.

"Come and see my lovely child. It would be too distressing if another person licked his wounds and cried silently in the corner." Green walked to the table on the side of Harry's exclusive dressing room and leaned , "Huh?"

"...But just once, how long are you going to remember?" Harry sneered, "How long are you going to remember until our deal is terminated?"

"What a deal, it sounds so ugly." Green pouted, with his slender legs resting on the back of the chair next to the table, leaning back against the wall.

Harry's hands paused, and then he took out the laser pointer and small inspection tools from the cabinet and clipped them on the top pocket of the doctor's robe, turning around with a mocking face: "Then what should I say? Threats?"

"Honey, you're not cute." Green sneered, "You were more pitiful when you were huddled in the corner of Knockturn Alley."

"Shut up!" Harry slammed the cabinet door hard and made a harsh sound, "It's been two years, have you had enough?! I worked for you for a year because I saw the wrong person back then. , I admit it, but can you get away?! Saint-Germont is so big, can I still not find a place where you don't exist?!"

"...Even if you agreed to study medicine and work for me because I took a picture of you pitifully tearing your face back then, what about now?" Green looked at Harry with a piercing look, "You don't like it? Does being a doctor make you feel painful? You have left Saint-Germans for a year, and you haven't healed any patients in a year. Do you think this kind of life is really suitable for you?"

"Yes! That's the life I should have!" Harry punched the cabinet door made of crystal material and made a muffled sound, his low growl sounded like a wounded little animal.

"I think what I'm asking is whether you like it, not whether you should." Seeing Harry being driven into hysterics, Green softened his expression, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Harry obviously heard the slight rise in Green's tone, and he lowered his head and remained silent.

It took a long time before Green heard a sneer with thick mockery, and was stunned.

Harry turned on his toes and strode towards the door. When he passed by Green, his footsteps did not stop at all, and just when he was about to close the door of the dressing room with his backhand, he turned his back to the room and said softly: "For me There is no liking but should, I thought, at least...you understand."

After all, close the door and walk away.

Green's arms that were supporting his body loosened, and he leaned back against the table with a muffled sound. After a while, a helpless sigh rang out in the locker room.

"Where is this stubbornness inherited from... It's terrible!"

***——***——***

Near the window in the corridor of the hospital, Severus looked at Harry who had changed clothes for a while, and then slowly...raised his eyebrows.

Harry, who had been observing Severus's expression, lowered his ears, and whispered next to Severus, "Professor, what kind of expression is that on your face...you don't need to guess, you must be mocking me! "

"I was thinking, is there anything in this world that is more joyful than you wearing this dress." Severus lowered his raised eyebrows, and stated in a tone that could kill people.

The veins on Harry's forehead began to jump happily again, and he said with a half-smile: "Ah, Professor, I'm glad to have pleased you."

"Is Black's illness bothersome?" Severus changed the subject.

Harry jumped back and sat on the window sill lightly, his legs were swinging restlessly in mid-air: "Well, I'm not sure yet, maybe the result will confirm the diagnosis."

"Without any treatment, waiting for his condition won't worsen?" Severus asked, ignoring the inappropriate laziness of the teenager who was wearing a white uniform but with a minor face on his face.

Harry paused for a moment with his legs that were swinging very frequently, and looked at the expressionless man: "The professor is worried about that Black?"

"..." Severus's expression twisted, and he glared coldly at the boy who pretended to be cute and blinked, but his eyes were full of deep eyes, "I'm worried that I will pay a lot for my pet's behavior in the future A big part of your precious time!"

The behavior of pets...?

Harry's eyes dizzy for a moment of confusion, he subconsciously tilted his head, and then unconsciously squinted his eyes and smiled: "It's okay, professor, in Saint-Germont, I don't want him to be a female ghost if he dies." Even if you try to seduce him, he won’t be able to leave; but if I want him to walk out alive, he will definitely be able to use those two cylindrical objects to get out vertically.”

"Don't talk like me!" Severus' eyes twitched.

"I know, I know~" Harry responded with a long tail and a smile, "When is the professor going to leave?"

"When will I leave and need to report to you?" Severus snorted coldly and said in a deep voice.

Harry puffed his cheeks, and his lowered voice was a little coquettish and soft: "I'm afraid I won't be able to leave during this time, that old fox will never let me out until Black leaves St. of."

"What did I come to Saint-Germain for?" Severus folded his arms over his chest with interest when he heard Harry's muttering, and looked at Harry intently.

Harry fluttered his long eyelashes twice, and burst into a big and bright smile: "Of course I came to visit the prison, dear master ~ do you have the heart to let your pet struggle and flop in the mouth of an old fox?"

Severus choked on Harry's thick skin, twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, and turned away crisply.

"Ah! Professor, if Hogwarts starts and I haven't finished here yet, please ask for leave for me~"

When Severus' back completely disappeared and he could no longer be seen again, Harry put away his relaxed and joyful expression, raised his chin slightly and lifted his eyelids, his eyes were cold: "Have Chief Malfoy heard enough?"

Lucius, who had been standing in the shadows at the corner of the corridor for an unknown amount of time, was silent for a few seconds, then came out soundlessly.

"Only showing that side in front of Severus, pretending to be in front of him?" Lucius said coldly, with deep guard in his eyes.

Harry glanced lightly at Lucius's perfect face, looked at the ceiling above the corridor, and remained silent.

Lucius pursed his lips tightly, and said coldly: "I don't know what you are planning, but Severus is a relative recognized by the Malfoy family. If you dare to do something to hurt him, I will not let you go." over you."

Harry was still staring at the ceiling without blinking, without any superfluous expression on his face, as if he didn't hear Lucius' warning words.

"Mr. Sieber, or you can also be called Mr. Potter..."

"Chief Malfoy."

Halfway through Lucius' words, Harry interrupted, his pupils constricted, staring at the young man who was still looking at the ceiling.

Harry looked down at Lucius condescendingly with his head down, and curled his lower lip: "Compared to your son, you are really not cute."

Draco? !

Lucius' expression suddenly became cold and serious.

"It's been a long time since anyone dared to warn me like that. It feels really bad." Harry lowered his head and looked down at Lucius, "However, I'll pretend I didn't hear it today. Chief Malfoy, I'll give you a piece of advice. When plotting against a person, it is best to investigate the details of the other party first. Heh, the intelligence network of the Malfoy family is not so impeccable, is it?"

Lucius frowned uncomfortably with Harry's sudden change, evident in his high-ranking tone and the coldness that belonged exclusively to the superior that had never been revealed before.

"Extend your hand too long and hold it too much, be careful that that hand touches something that shouldn't be touched—" Harry moved his eyes out of the window, why did he look more and more at Lucius Malfoy's "I'm for West" Forrest's good expression is more unpleasant, "You know, the human body is very fragile, so fragile that it will...break if you use force."

Lucius seemed to feel a sinister chill running up his spine.

This boy... exuded a very uncomfortable aura from his whole body...

Obviously sitting in the sun, but it seems that the sun never reaches him.

Like a...ghost crawling out of hell.

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