Trouble with hp love at first sight

C.10

"Mr. Snape, you are recovering very well - much better than I expected. It seems that you have indeed followed the doctor's advice and recuperated." The healer looked relieved, making the corners of Snape's eyes twitch for a moment.

The next second seemed to confirm Snape's bad premonition, the young healer looked at Potter who followed him with a stern face.

"Although the current recovery situation is very good, you can't relax yet, Mr. Porter, this is your job. Next, you need to be vigilant at all times - because rich experience tells us that at this time the patient will want to return to the The former free life, not caring about himself or anyone who cared about him, especially happens to old stubborn people."

"You're so right." Harry couldn't help nodding, just about to shake the therapist's hand, looking like he'd finally found a confidant to tell a bunch about how maddening it was to take care of the old bastard.

"I need to correct one thing," Snape pressed his throbbing forehead. "Potter has nothing to do with me."

"Aren't you uncles and nephews?" The therapist looked at Snape in surprise, "The Daily Prophet has said that you married Mr. Potter's uncle, isn't it all false?"

"No." Harry, who had already insisted on making Snape recognize him as Daniel's stand-in, said decisively.

Snape pursed his lips and glanced at Potter without saying a word.

Although he could indeed be considered Potter's uncle, he didn't feel that it would have any real significance, and he didn't admit to it and didn't want to take over anything about Harry Potter anymore.

He had done everything, until the moment when he was going to meet Merlin.The bastard who abandoned him didn't show up, so Potter, a family that represents love and heartlessness, has something to do with him?

"Then I'll make a new list of suggested recipes for you first, and I'll mark it during the rest time. I don't want to read brain-intensive academic books recently—has he read them?" the therapist asked here looked at Harry.

"No, I just showed him the joke book," said Harry. "Can he still make potions, then?"

"Did Mr. Snape think about making potions just after he got better?" The therapist looked at Snape in amazement, and he waved his hands, "This is not acceptable, it will cause big problems—if you come into contact with something that has the opposite properties Material, I'm afraid you're going to lie down in St. Mungo's."

"I'll watch him." Harry nodded, making a mental note of it.

Then another key thing came to his mind, "Then can he still attend class?"

"The venom hurt his throat, but if he talks less - as I said before he's recovering well, then he should be fine." The therapist said his conclusion.

So with the new doctor's order in hand, Harry forcibly dragged Snape into the fireplace, and came out to the familiar cellar office.

"You should come and take a look. The Slytherins have been grimacing all day without you. It's obvious that the other houses haven't done anything to them, as if they've been bullied." Harry patted the ashes on his body, and then Pulling out his wand and pointing it at Snape, he disappeared the off-white of his clothes - the black clothes stood out with just a little dust.

"Potter, are you determined to take over the entire wizarding world to prove your omnipotence?" Snape narrowed his eyes.

"No." Harry put away his wand.

"We can't give up our responsibilities, can't we? And you—professor, you are still the headmaster of Hogwarts, so Slytherin is still—including the entire school's students are your responsibility."

"You told me that I can't evade my responsibilities, so you should also respond to their expectations and face it squarely."

The stars of the entire universe were included in his gaze, and after staring at Snape for a long time, he turned and walked towards the door.

"It's time for me to see Ron, they're rebuilding Hogwarts - it's supposed to be down to the corridors now, you can check it out if you have time - I know they've added some new stuff. Nothing's changed It's the same. This is our Hogwarts." When he said this, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he looked back at Snape.

"We are the masters of Hogwarts today, so we have an obligation to revive it and make it better and better."

The door closed, and Snape let out a long breath. He walked to the sofa and brought a bottle of Firewhiskey, but then remembered the doctor's order - the bloody therapist forbade him to drink any alcoholic beverages.

Snape grimaced at the thought of this, and waved his hand in displeasure, returning the whiskey to its original place.

He quietly stared at the ceiling of his office that had not changed over the years, and after a while, he got up and walked towards the door.

But before that he had brought in the house-elf who was in charge of Slytherin affairs.

"Add some vases here." Snape frowned.

Then, if you have a vase, you can't leave it empty. The house elf struggled for a second, denying the aestheticless decoration of an empty bottle.

"Bet is at your service." It bowed perfectly at ninety degrees and then disappeared with a snap, to prepare the decorative vase that the headmaster of Hogwarts needed, as well as flowers that matched the color of the vase.

It is also time to add something in line with Slytherin's aesthetics to the Hogwarts principal's office. This eerie pile of bottles and jars on three walls and various potion materials soaked in large and small bottles, besides being creepy, Plus it's a little - just a little bit suspicious of the venerable former Slytherin head and current headmaster's aesthetic.

After all, isn't there a saying - potions masters are always different.Slughorn likes to fill the display cabinet with photos of him and those celebrities, so that everyone who enters the office can see it, for fear that others will not know.