Professor, please pay the debt

"Merlin's flowery pants! Are you an exhibitionist!"

Harry walked over in a big way, without any shame, "I'm going to bed soon, what are you wearing, don't you go wash?"

The professor is very pure in a certain way, he obviously doesn't know what kind of dirty trap he has fallen into, "No, thank you, although I am a poor professor, I still have a place to take a bath."

Harry smiled and approached him, "It doesn't matter if you don't wash it, I like the scent on your body, it's like the scent of herbs, did you make it yourself?"

The Dark Lord liked the scent too, but he couldn't get too close to his subordinates.Therefore, the Dark Lord often summoned Snape, but he didn't have any tasks for him. He just asked him to read to himself. The low and gentle voice and the faint scent of herbs could kill an afternoon.

Snape stared at Harry vigilantly, but it was not good to keep staring, his eyes dodged to teach the students, "Don't say strange things, Potter, go and get dressed first."

"You are so strange. You asked to come to the hotel yourself. After you came, you showed such a cold look. What does it mean? Come here if you want. If you don't want to, the door is over there, so you can leave."

Harry understands the principle of accepting as soon as he sees it. It is estimated that Snape's letter has been sent, and the result he wants will be revealed immediately, so there is no need to continue acting.

Snape, the old maid of Severus, finally guessed Harry's intention to mess with Potter, his pale face was flushed, it was hard to tell whether it was from anger or shame, "You think, I came to the hotel with you to be with you Did you do something nasty?"

Harry couldn't stop laughing, how could he have forgotten that Severus was an ascetic, he never participated in the orgies inside the Death Eaters, and he never heard that he had a lover, the only mud that he ever loved Kind, also married someone else.So a potions master in his 30s is probably still a virgin.

Snape, irritated by the laughter, waved his wand and shouted, "All petrified..."

Harry dodged the attack nimbly, pounced on Snape like a leopard hunting, pressed him firmly on the bed, looked down at him with a teasing look in his eyes, "Don't be like this, professor, I like a gentle lover."

"I think you deserve a beating, Huo Huo..."

Harry used the most direct method to block the professor's mouth, crushing heavily without leaving any gaps.

It seems that I wanted to taste the taste of these thin lips many years ago, but I had too many scruples at that time, and I didn’t have the right to be presumptuous. Later, I sliced ​​myself, and became more and more crazy every day, and all the good things left me. Think of this person.Now, I am a 16-year-old boy, and it is normal for young people to do impulsive things.

The professor's lips were slightly cool and soft. Harry sucked it back and forth in his mouth, and in a trance, he tasted a faintly sweet taste... like ice cream.

Hmm - Harry sighed contentedly, finally getting a taste of it.

Trying to stick out his tongue to lick the gums... But the people beneath him began to struggle. Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in his hand. Harry raised his body with a pained cry. His hand swelled up at a visible speed. It turned out to be a needle. Sting Curse!

The poor potions professor took the opportunity to escape, stood two meters away and pointed his wand at Harry, "Damn it! Do you think you can do whatever you want!" Snape was obviously mad, and he cursed again and again He said, "The great savior can do whatever he wants? He can do anything to anyone? Tell you, no! No! Cruciate."

A red light shot at Harry, the savior jumped away like a monkey, Snape seemed to find a way to vent it, he threw Cruciatus Curse after another, forcing the savior to jump around naked like a monkey.

"Hey, enough is enough, this is the Cruciatus Curse!"

——If I reveal my identity, do you still dare to cast a spell on me? You must not obediently crawl over and kiss the corner of my robe.

But Harry couldn't reveal his identity, so Snape kept swearing. Although he failed to hit anyone, the furniture and utensils in the room suffered bad luck. There were two smoking black holes on the table, The bed sheet was black, the kettle and teacups were all broken, and the glass pieces were blown up and flew all over the room.

At this moment, a pale golden light appeared in the center of the room, and it spun rapidly like a small tornado. Judging from the characteristics of the magic power fluctuation, it was an apparition.

A sharp light flashed in Harry's eyes, he stopped joking with Snape, snapped his fingers, and in a blink of an eye he was well-dressed, with his wand firmly in his hand.

He stared at the ray of light and waited quietly. The person who could apparate with such precision must have received news from Snape. Who is Snape loyal to? He will know the result immediately.

Snape was amazed at such proficiency in silent and wandless magic, this shouldn't be at the level of a 16-year-old boy, not to mention he hadn't learned silent magic yet.So the way he was beaten so weak to fight back just now, is it just a joke?

No matter how conflicted the mood of the two people in the room, the ray of light disappeared quickly, and a tall and thin old man appeared in the place where it was once shining, wearing a purple-red wizard robe studded with stars, his face was wrinkled, and a The half-moon-shaped glasses are on a nose that is broken into three sections, and the long silver-white beard is tied with a purple-red butterfly knot.

Harry cursed in his heart, Snape, you white-eyed wolf!