Trouble with hp love at first sight

A.23

"what is this?"

Harry, who had returned to the Gryffindor dormitory after a long absence, threw himself on his bed happily, and when he was about to roll over with his pillow in his arms, he saw a long black strip rolling off the bed, and he bent down curiously— —

Isn't this his beloved wand? !

"So you are here!" Harry happily picked up the half-body wand that he had been searching for for a long time, and the peace of mind in his good partner made him no longer hold back on anything that happened next, whether it was NEWTs still——the wand in his hand turned into a flower, and Harry's face reappeared a kind of courage to move forward.

It didn't matter if Snape stood in front of him and yelled at him to get him out.

Harry stuffed his wand into his pocket and sat down to go through his exam paper.

He had participated in the OWLs two years ago, and although the final result of that exam was not good, it will never be the same now.

"I'm not going to fall into the same river, just wait and see, snotty." Harry muttered as he packed up his exam stationery, stuffed them back into his schoolbag, picked up his schoolbag, and pushed open the door towards Go to the examination room.

The morning sun shines on his back through the glass window. For the candidates, the examination room is also a battlefield, but after the battle, it is not the end, but the beginning of another chapter, inheriting the past and ushering in the future.

The Department of Education of the Ministry of Magic specially gave the green light for this may be the latest NEWTs in history, and specially opened a Hogwarts express to bring the seventh grade students to Hogwarts for the exam, while the rest The grade will take the later train.

This special Hogwarts Express could be called a real express train. At nine o'clock, they would start the first exam on time.

So in front of the examination room, Harry met his friends.

"Dude, why didn't you take the Hogwarts Express? I thought you weren't coming." Ron, who was muttering about carrying the test center, was half complaining and half relieved when he saw Harry. Showing up took most of his tension away.

He also thought the gossip was true—for example, the most difficult test paper ever used in this exam, so difficult that it scared the savior away, and other rumors.

"Of course, as your hard-core buddy, I wouldn't believe that you would run away!" Ron patted Harry on the shoulder carelessly, looking like two good brothers.

It's completely unobservable, when he was on the train before, his legs were shaking so much that he almost jumped out of the train, and even almost bought those deceitful memory potions that claim to be able to remember the memory - the Hermione who stopped him was really him the savior!

"Heh." Hermione let out an inexplicable laugh from the side, and when Harry looked over, she immediately changed her expression, laughing so hard that her eyes narrowed.

"Harry, you must have made good use of the review materials I gave you."

Harry nodded, and he said gratefully, "Thank you so much for highlighting the key points, otherwise I would really be a little bit at a loss."

"No way, have you really reviewed everything?" Ron leaned over, and he looked at Harry in surprise, as if he were a ruthless learning machine rather than his best friend, "Didn't you really become Polyjuice Potion?" ?”

Harry immediately hammered his friend's chest, "Fuck you, can't I study hard? These are NEWTs, and there will never be any more in the future." He suddenly had some indescribable feelings, but The tension of the exam was still spreading in the air, and all the disappointments that made him stick out his head and were pinched away.

"That's right, it's time to hand in an excellent homework." Hermione nodded in agreement, "There will always be a day when the end will come to an end, but you can't bring regrets." She said teasingly Gave Ron a look.

"No! I'm not carrying it." Ron was like a chipmunk whose tail had been stepped on, and immediately took out the cheats for keeping points that he had been holding all the way.

When the time came, all the examinees rushed into the examination room. After finding their seats, the invigilator walked in as if with a silencing spell, and there was no sound in the examination room.

As the test papers were distributed to the examinees, there was a neat sound of swiping after the bell, and they raced against time to write their seven years at Hogwarts into the blank test papers, gradually filling them up.

It's like filling seven years of their lives.

NEWTs lasted for several days, and did not give enough free time for the candidates to let them know about the changes at the opening dinner of the new semester. For example, Professor Slughorn resigned from his teaching position because of his rheumatic pain. The teaching position of Potions has not had time to find a suitable candidate, so it can only be held by the respected and feared Headmaster Snape, and Defense Against the Dark Arts has been replaced by a retired Auror who came back from the United States, which seems to be quite reliable.

Harry's daily routine is to finish the exam and prepare for the next exam. It seems that taking a breath is a waste of their time. This is the last race, and no one wants to quit early.

After the potions written test was over, there was the practical test for potions. Harry was most worried about the test, but he might not be so worried about it. Before the test, he stayed in the bathroom on the second floor and washed his face. Facing himself in the mirror, he shook hands. Clench your fists as a way to cheer yourself up.

Then he emptied his mind.

He really didn't have to think too much, he had the youngest potions master as his teacher and his partner, and he also had their children.This can't be called an exam - maybe it can be called another prenatal education.

Maintaining this usual production experience, which was as common as the hundreds of potion orders, Harry's feet were still a little fluttering when he walked out of the examination room. It was so exaggerated by the invigilator that he almost couldn't find himself.

"So don't worry so much at all, it's all the snot-nosed's fault, he's just finding fault too much." Harry muttered, the problem he was drawn happened to be one of the practice problems Snape assigned him.

Maybe it's like what Snape said sarcastically - "However, luck is also a part of success, and good luck is not a shortcut." Harry rubbed his nose and happily teased Snape His sarcasm was automatically interpreted as jealousy.

And then maintained such an inexplicably happy mood until the end.

The last exam is also over.

Their school days also came to an end.

After the most important exam in life is over, the next stop is parting. They will go their separate ways and go to their own lives.For students who are familiar or just familiar with each other, and even call each other by name, this is the last moment for them to meet.

So, a prom is imperative.

The carnival before the farewell is also to celebrate their escape from the bitter sea of ​​exams, and they will be real adults in the future!

"I want to drink! I haven't tasted alcohol yet! I wanted to drink during the summer vacation, but my dad beat me up." Ron sniffled and yelled bitterly. It seemed like he was about to go crazy if he didn't drink the wine he was thinking about.

"I must call Lavender over and ask her to take a few photos of you, especially the way you are rolling around now." Hermione clicked her tongue, touched the bangs that she had finally tidied up, and repeated Confirmed the position of the hair accessories.

No girl would miss the prom, and even Hermione was well dressed.

"Manly woman." Ron muttered, and almost got slapped in the face by a flying book.

"Okay, if you continue to quarrel, you will miss the time." Harry comforted both sides in the usual way, and it was not the first time that he was so proficient.

"Harry, why didn't you change your clothes?" Hermione stared at Harry's Gryffindor uniform, it seemed that he had no intention of going to the dance at all.

"I'm going somewhere first, see you at the dance." Harry smiled, and when he reached the stairs, he waved his hand and parted ways with them.

What he didn't say was that there was a real possibility that he was going to miss prom.

He doesn't want to dance with a big belly, except for some snotty one.

When the door of the cellar office was knocked, Snape's patience, which was grading homework, fell to the bottom - the quality of the students was getting worse every year. Of course, he didn't have the time to lament the future of the wizarding world. Students with poor grades should always be the parents of these brats to worry about.

But it was still unpleasant to be interrupted, and Snape sullenly opened the door, and unexpectedly there was a smirking Potter.

"Give way." Harry narrowed his eyes with a smile, and he slipped through the gap between Snape and the door like a loach, almost crashing into Snape's arms—but unfortunately, He failed.Snape took a big step back, which made it easier for Harry to get into the cellar office.

"Why are you here?" Snape raised his eyebrows subconsciously.

If he remembers correctly, it should be the prom now, and the group of noisy graduates will stay up all night, partying all night, with alcohol and the lack of restraint from the professors, he can imagine how many hot eyes there will be screen.They were about to get out anyway - Snape had already equated this group of graduates with garbage, waiting to be swept out the next day.

And the annoying Potter who was about to be swept out by him now returned to him after running towards the forest.

Potter, Potter - out of his plans again.

"Why can't I be here?" Harry looked innocent, "Don't you welcome me, Severus."

He deliberately said Snape's name, while silently calling his partner in his mind, just as he thought, their wedding vows still hadn't faded after all these years.

Snape must have felt his call too.

After a brief moment of surprise, Snape grabbed Harry's arm, in fact it was all so sudden that he could only grab his Potter instinctively and not let him escape, after all his partner was so The habit of running away.

"You're such a genius." Snape sighed, now that he had caught Potter, he wouldn't let go.

Obviously let him go.

"You came back yourself," he said.

"Where else could I go? Could it be the empty Black Mansion?" Harry puffed his face, and then grinned, "Want to dance? Or we can go straight to the ball..."

Before Harry could finish speaking, his chattering and noisy mouth was blocked, and from the inseparable kiss, Harry knew Snape's answer.

Isn't it more enjoyable than a two-person world for a dance or something?

The author has something to say:

There is still an end, the end of the next chapter.I didn't expect the code to be so sweet at the end.