Trouble with hp love at first sight

C.20

He really wanted to seduce his professor.

Damnit! He can't refute the old bastard's words at all, what he said is absolutely true!

Harry gritted his teeth and took a big gulp of his glass of milk. After putting it down heavily, Gulu's stomach let out a sense of existence to remind him that he was hungry, so he picked up two more pieces of bread and put fried eggs and ham Stuff it inside and add two spoonfuls of beans in tomato sauce.He picked up the simple sandwich and took a bite.

He glared bitterly at the old bastard sitting across from him, drinking coffee slowly and waiting for his answer, he couldn't do anything about Snape! — is trying to find a way.

While sucking the sauce on his fingers, Harry was thinking of countermeasures, completely ignoring the allure of this picture. Maybe his subconscious was still stuck 16 years ago, as if it was just countless ordinary and Sev Les had breakfast together in the morning.

First of all, he definitely can't say that he is not Daniel, so why don't we avoid this topic?After thinking about it, Harry took his finger out of his mouth, and realized that there was some small problem with his movements, he cleared his throat to cover up his shyness, "You haven't taught me Potions yet, Professor. "

Snape picked up the cardboard box and handed it to Harry with a look of disgust, and poured him another glass of milk.He looked at Harry's face, and evened the corners of his mouth, "So you're going to deny that you're Daniel, Potter."

"Of course not, you can take me as him." Harry lifted it up in one breath, his voice trembling.

I was afraid that this old bastard, who was used to being a double agent, would think of other bad things. Of course, if Snape wanted the 16-year revenge, he would really suffer.

Harry swallowed, imagining his possible end, and his mood sank to the edge of hell, "You can also call me Daniel." After listening to it for two years anyway, he almost developed a conditioned reflex.

"Since you admit that you are Daniel, after Daniel has been my potion assistant for two years, do you still need potion tutoring?" Snape smirked.

Such a simple rhetorical question hit Harry's heart directly.

"You're right." Feeling suffocated, Harry picked up the full glass of milk and drank.

The old bastard was right here waiting for him!

After breakfast, Harry couldn't wait to be kicked out of the cellar. He was more eager to find a place to be alone than to settle last night's score with Snape—he couldn't see Snape anyway. general!Who knows how many pits this old bastard has prepared for him to jump into!

"I don't believe he won't settle the accounts for these 16 years..." Harry gritted his teeth, rushed back to the dormitory, picked up his review materials and textbooks, stuffed them into his schoolbag, and prepared to go to the library to find a seat for review— He was pretty sure Snape wouldn't go to a crowded library to find fault with him.

"Harry, Jane, it's just a coincidence arranged by Merlin! You're here too!" Fran Adelson squeezed the book in his hand, and he came to Harry who was sitting in the corner and studying hard. In front of Li, his fair face quickly turned into a bright red peach.

"Ah, what a coincidence." Harry looked up from the textbook, he stopped shorthand, the quill was held between his fingers, and he was rarely immersed in a book atmosphere.

It was only yesterday that this Gryffindor student confessed to him, and he was rejected in time, but he met him within a day, which made people feel awkward—but the person he rejected could also be accepted from the Gryffindor Tower. Down in the cellar, every Valentine's Day confession letter ends up in the bin.Harry thought his thick skin was able to withstand the embarrassment.

"What's the matter?" He continued to write shorthand as he spoke.

"Ah, can I sit here?" Fran Edson snorted, the blond hair on his head was raised like a golden retriever dog's hair, he put down the textbook in his hand, and sighed, "Next week It's the OWLs exam, I searched around but couldn't find a vacant seat."

It was only then that Harry remembered that the time for NEWTs had been moved to early September, but the time for OWLs was still scheduled for mid-June, that is, next Monday, a two-week exam.

"Of course." Harry nodded.

"You are really a gentle person!" Fran Edson smiled extraordinarily sweetly, the sunlight slanting in from the glass window reflected on his head, making his golden hair extraordinarily dazzling , as if the whole body was covered with a layer of honey.

Harry subconsciously returned a smile, "Come on."

So he lowered his head and continued with his daily study plan - even he had never seen Snape's report card back then, but his report card would definitely be seen by Alexis, in order not to disappoint his little sweetheart , as a father, you need to work harder!

As a result of concentrating, the morning has passed without even finishing a cup of refreshing coffee, and the coffee is cold.

Harry sat on the seat stretching his arms, stretched his back, and looked around - the originally bustling library was already half empty, and only a few people were about to leave for lunch.

"Go and have a rest, Fran." Harry looked at the student opposite who was still reciting hard, and after reminding him, he stood up, tidied up the materials on the table, closed the textbooks and piled them up neatly, and left out of the library.

"Harry." Fran Edson chased him out, he hesitated, with a trace of determination on his unexpected face, suddenly he became serious, which forced Harry to stop and looked at him suspiciously. with him.

"I want to know, who is that person who left the mark on your neck?" The blond boy stared at Harry seriously, and he even took a step forward, reaching out his hand to grab Harry's collar.

Harry took a quick step back at his movement when Professor McGonagall's voice sounded suddenly, forcing them all to pause and turn to look at their Headmaster.

"Mr. Adelson and Mr. Potter, are you fighting?" Professor McGonagall was not sure what she saw, so she looked at the two students from her own college suspiciously. In her impression, Harry He has always been a good boy who cares about the academy, and Mr. Adelson is also very friendly and helpful—of course, it would be more perfect if Severus could deduct less points from Harry’s academy. It was a tragedy to turn the tide in the Academy Cup.

"No, I just want to remind Harry that his lover may not have considered his feelings. Now everyone can't wait to keep their eyes on Harry. Rita Skeeter was talking so much nonsense before God, now is the time to be cautious - but the man left evidence on Harry's neck, isn't that just advertising?" Fran Edson said, turning his head Glancing at Harry, that look was so cautious, as if only he was really thinking about him.

"I hope you'll be careful with that man, Harry. He doesn't take you to heart, and he shouldn't have left his mark there."

Harry subconsciously covered his neck, his eyes widened, and he looked at Professor McGonagall in a panic, "I can explain it, Professor!"

"Oh, Mr. Adelson, you are right in reminding me that OWLs are coming soon, and it is not suitable to create a situation where gossip and rumors are flying around." Professor McGonagall said, she pulled out her wand, and looked at Harry with grandmotherly tolerance , "Do you need me to give you an ignore spell?"

Harry nodded, so he watched Professor McGonagall's wand flick against his neck, actually feeling nothing at all - ignoring the spell wouldn't have affected him in any way.

"I'll pay attention next time." Harry said, and then looked at his junior who kindly reminded him, "Thank you too."

"Then let's go to lunch quickly. If you go late, the food you want may be taken away." Professor McGonagall said, and then left.

Harry stared at the back of Professor McGonagall leaving, that direction should be the school infirmary, he very much suspected that this little thing on his neck would be gossiped during the lunch between Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey.

This time it was really embarrassing!

"You're right, I also think he did it on purpose." Harry suddenly said something to Fran Edson, and then left too.

Just had a new reason, why didn't he go to the old bastard who made him embarrass himself?