Trouble with hp love at first sight

A.19

In the hot summer, there is always the continuous sound of cicadas, which seems to come from the other side of the river, if there is nothing.Whenever Harry wanted to concentrate on writing a few strokes on the test paper, the annoying voice could not be shaken off, as if he had cast a magic spell and buzzed in his ears one after another. .

"Stop writing!" Harry threw down the quill simply. He slumped on the chair, angrily facing the half-written test paper. The quill rolled down and brought a series of ink marks. The test paper was dirty, and he There is no need to finish it.

Go fuck homework!

The old bat just wants him to have a hard time!

Harry blushed when he thought of the old bastard Snape.He wondered what his friends were going to do now, whether Ron would call Neville for a few friendly Quidditch matches - but the NEWTs were in September, and there was no way anyone could avoid them.

It's more likely that Hermione will gather everyone together and organize everyone to review collectively after a pre-exam mobilization meeting, just like a DA party during the holidays.

The more Harry thought about it, the more reliable it was than a Quidditch practice match.

Thinking about it this way, the homework assigned by the old bat is not so uncomfortable.

"But it's different." Harry muttered, he picked up the paper in front of him, rolled it into a crumpled ball and threw it into the wastebasket on the floor, which was already full of waste draft paper, anyway, Sney Pu will not correct these exercises one by one - he will just take out a new paper and supervise him to finish it!

If he couldn't - thanks to Snape, he was already proficient at handling a lot of potion ingredients.Harry couldn't help shivering at the thought of this, and waved away the pile of bloody potion ingredients in his mind, he subconsciously stroked his protruding belly, and habitually comforted his precious sweetheart.

That's not the hardest part.

Harry raised his hand to show the time and waved it away, missing his wand again.

"Where did Snape leave you?" he muttered, deciding to search the house again before Snape returned.

This is not a simple but unexpectedly simple matter - because he is extremely familiar with this house.

Maybe he had to admit that Snape was partially overlapping with Severus - no!He can't think so!

Harry didn't let that part of his mind stop, he let it go, forcing himself to focus on finding his wand.

"Then let's go to the study this time, maybe Snape put it in the drawer." Harry said uncertainly, he had already searched it, and he was not sure that he would actually find it unless he touched it. Take the time to look for the potion refining room on the first floor.

There seemed to be a sweet smell in the air, Snape couldn't help frowning, he folded his cuffs, and he stopped when he was about to walk towards the stairs - he found the door of his private research room was open.

"Potter, the behavior of rummaging around while the master is away..." His face was frosty with displeasure, but the situation in the room caused his blood pressure to rise instantly, and all the frost came out of the volcano that was about to erupt soot.

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When will this difficult day end?

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The end of the year is very busy, very busy