Professor, please pay the debt

"F—er, oh, I'm starting to feel sorry for him!" Hermione gritted her teeth.

"Hermione, is your nose stuffy?" Ginny sat on Hermione's other side, she heard a thick nasal voice.

"No, Ginny, I guess Hermione is practicing French." Sitting opposite them, Fleur judged from her mouth.

The trio immediately realized that this was not the best time to discuss Harry's relationship, so they all kept their mouths shut, waiting for His Majesty the Snake King to visit.

The Delacours had never heard of Professor Snape. They asked people around them who the professor was, and the answers they got were nothing more than the scariest professor at Hogwarts, an evil dark wizard, etc. Title, Ron looked at Harry, noticing that he didn't show any sign of anger, and kept nodding, "You think so too?" Ron was very surprised.

"The fact is obvious, he is." Harry said with a look of course.

"Then you still..." Still having sex with him?

"It was exciting, never lonely with him."

"Merlin!"

Ron lost, which was the most nonsensical reason for a relationship he'd ever heard.He huddled in the chair dejectedly.

Fleur's younger sister Gabriel sat beside him, and the little girl comforted him in rough English, "Don't be sad, he will go soon."

But at this moment, what Harry thought in his mind was that he came and he came.It was undeniably a surprise to see Severus on his birthday.

He was full of anticipation, but his eyes were evasive, not daring to stare at the door like the others, for fear of being seen.

Time seemed to pass very slowly, and it took a century before Remus' voice came from the door, "Come straight to the kitchen, Severus, we're about to eat."

hateful!I haven't called him by his Christian name in public yet!

Harry raised his head in annoyance, facing the professor's shining black eyes, Snape froze for a moment, but did not refuse Remus's proposal, Mrs Weasley greeted him, and invited nervously, " Come in and sit, oh, although it's a little crowded, you can sit..."

Ron jumped up from his chair as if stung by a Roman poisonous scorpion, "Oh, hi!"

He glared at Harry as if to accuse him.But Harry just turned to him slowly, green eyes threatening...

Ron's eyes wandered between his friend and his chair several times, and finally figured it out, so he gave Snape a resentful look, and then said loudly to Mrs. Weasley, "Let Professor Snape sit here Well, I only deserve to serve the plate."

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr Weasley."

Snape passed behind many people like a gust of wind, causing Hermione's back to shiver. Before anyone could react, Snape was already sitting next to Harry, so...

"Um, oh—"

Mrs. Weasley didn't expect this change. She stood at the door with her mouth open, her arms still pointing to George's side. The atmosphere became a little awkward, so Mr. Weasley had no choice but to smooth things over, "Welcome, Sis Fleurs, no matter why you came here, I hope you can get on well with Harry, you know, today is a special day, we are holding a birthday party for Harry, he is 17 years old."

What Mr. Weasley said was nothing more than a warning to Snape, no matter what task Dumbledore gave you, don't quarrel with Harry today.

But soon, he realized that he was worrying too much.Snape's expression was as serious as usual, but his attitude was unexpectedly friendly. He even followed the social etiquette to say hello to today's birthday person. "Happy birthday, Harry!" said a cello-soft voice.

Mr. Weasley immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid of messing up the banquet, so he was relieved to see this scene, and began to care about his youngest son who had no seat.

Yet Harry's heart boiled like a boiling cauldron, and this was the first time Snape called him by his Christian name!

Even though they've been fine for a while.Snape called him Potter in normal times and little bastard when they were making out.

Harry knew he should keep calm, but the corners of his mouth kept curling up and up, and he couldn't hold it down, and finally he could only respond with a weird expression, "Thank you, Severus."

This was also the first time that Harry called Snape's Christian name in public, and it felt completely different from what he felt in private, as if their relationship had been made public.

Snape felt it immediately, his pale cheeks flushed slightly, and the look in those dark eyes dazzled Harry.

"Merlin!" Hermione wailed in pain, falling headfirst into the plate in front of her.

"What's wrong with you?" Ginny screamed.

Harry knew what was wrong with her - despair!Hopes of breaking up Harry and Snape were dashed.

But Harry didn't have time to think about Hermione, his eyes were fixed with Snape's, and he saw in those dark eyes an unmistakable thought, just like his own.

The corners of his mouth began to turn up in disobedience again, and Harry pressed it rationally, but it was not very successful, and finally turned into a twitch.

Ron couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't stand the disgusted expression on my friend's face, and he yelled, "Let's serve dinner!"

Mrs. Weasley woke up at this moment. She rushed back to the cooking table in a panic, and put the prepared food on the table. With the help of Ron, things became messy. For tonight's banquet, Mrs. Weasley took great pains to prepare a sumptuous barbecue dinner. The main course was roast beef shoulder and roast chicken, as well as roast potatoes and various vegetables, served with Yorkshire pudding and various flavors of gravy. People salivate.

As soon as the dishes were put on the table, no one paid attention to Snape. Everyone quickly used their knives and forks.

Only Remus, who was sitting across from him, kept scanning him with scrutinizing eyes, which made Harry dare not even make a small move.

When Remus peeked at Snape for the 11th time, Harry finally couldn't take it anymore, "Remus, when are you going to have the wedding?" Harry asked.

"Oh me……"

Remus was clearly concentrating on monitoring Snape's actions, Harry's question caught him off guard, and Tonks cheered, "Soon!" Her hair turned pink in an instant. , "Oh, Remus's schedule is very tight, he has to rush back to the werewolf colony before school starts... Oh, Ron, let me help you... Oh, sorry."

Tonks was always such a disservice, she knocked over a large plate of onion rings, and sat down dejectedly under Mrs Weasley's constant reassurance of "It's all right, dear, it's all right".

Taking advantage of this moment, when everyone's attention was on the other side of the table, Snape turned his head and asked Harry in a low voice, "What's going on?"

"One less bachelor, these days, even werewolves can get married..."

—I can't.This is all your fault.

Harry's words sounded resentful, which made Snape frown, "If you want to get married too, you can publish a marriage proposal in the "Daily Prophet", and the applicants will line up from London to Edinburgh .Merlin bless them, I hope they won't cry in disappointment when they see the real person."

Harry immediately retorted, "Oh, thanks, the same advice is given to you, but I don't think the prospects are optimistic..."

——No one will apply for it at all, and if there are any, I will get rid of it.