[HP] Illusion

Chapter 138

Hearing what Helena said, Harry still felt a little guilty and guilty, but he couldn't help but said, "I've always protected it well, this time it was purely an accident, and I will keep it better in the future."

But—"What exactly do you mean?" Harry glanced at the worried Ravenclaw ghost, although he made up his mind to stay here, in case something really changed, such as not being able to With what, wouldn't he not be able to come to this world?

"What impact will this rift really have?"

I don't know if it's because the ghost has changed her position just now, but at this time she said: "You came to this world through them."

"If it's broken, is the connection between the two worlds broken?"

The Ravenclaw ghost hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Theoretically, that should be the case."

Harry thought for a while: "But isn't there such a thing in this world?"

That thing was protected by Helena, and it survived when most of the contents of the Requirement Room were burned to ashes, so if he broke this one, there should be another one.

Helena looked at him in surprise: "Didn't she tell you?"

"What?" Harry was surprised that this matter should be very important.

"I think I probably forgot," Helena pretended to pat her head, "One thing is very important, the things you bring from that world, it's best not to appear at the same time as the things in this world. "

"What?" Harry looked at Helena in shock, "What does this mean?"

Helena obviously just reminded her casually, and didn't intend to explain anything. He still had more important things to say: "They are already bound to you, I'm not sure, if you bind them again , Can your body still bear it?"

"Binding?"

Helena opened her eyes wide, as if realizing that she had slipped her tongue again.

"Well, it's only once, you don't have another chance. And even if you find the same thing here, you may not be able to go back," Helena sighed deliberately, "Even so, you have to take care of it." take care."

After Helena left, Harry sat in a daze in his seat and missed the dinner time by the way. It wasn't until little Snape sneaked in that he suddenly remembered his personal food and clothing problems.

In fact, he didn't do it on purpose, the main reason was that Helena's words were too informative, and he didn't have time to ask again, let alone digest the ghost well and left.

If he wants to think clearly about one thing one by one, he probably won't be able to get things straight until all night.

But one thing he finally understood why.

On the night before Halloween, because there were too many enemies, he used the Elder Wand with a modified appearance. Of course, the power was incomparable to other wands, but when the Lord of this world appeared, the old wand in his hand The power of the wand was instantly weakened, so when he wanted to block the black magic, he missed it.

He had thought that day that his weakness had lost control of the Elder Wand, and he hadn't realized it until now.

It must be for this reason.There is no other reason.

Harry suddenly remembered his hard-to-see invisibility cloak. It seemed to work well for the time being, but if two Deathly Hallows invisibility cloaks came together, wouldn't his invisibility disappear instantly?

If everything cannot coexist... Harry lowered his eyes, and his expression became more and more serious.

When little Snape approached his desk, Harry rubbed his stomach subconsciously, but it didn't hurt much, but soon he heard the protesting noise in his stomach, which wasn't too much Big question.But the problem was that little Snape heard it, and his face darkened immediately, "The injury hasn't healed yet, are you going to starve yourself to death?"

In fact, Harry still cherished his body very much, and he was not very angry when he heard the harsh words that popped out of Snape's mouth, "I'll just eat now."

Little Snape didn't speak, and walked into the bedroom with a cold face.

Only then did Harry let the house elf bring a dinner that was easier to eat, but different from the dishes he ordered, the house elf brought another dinner, which looked delicious, "I want it no yet?"

The elf suddenly screamed, "I-I-I-I didn't do it on purpose, Madam Pomfrey asked me to bring it, if Professor Prince you want the previous one, I-I-I-I will go down now I'll get it for you..." As he spoke, he wanted to slam into the side cabinet.

"No need, since Bobby asked you to bring it, I'll call you up after I'm done eating." Harry looked at the house-elf who was slamming at his cabinet, and suddenly realized that he not only had a stomachache, but also The head is swollen.

Maybe it was because of the movement outside, after the elf left, little Snape came out.

Harry's dinner is a fruit salad, green pea porridge, and a steamed fish steak. The fresh fish is very tender and sweet, and it doesn't taste fishy. Harry has never eaten this way, because it is not greasy , he ate heartily, and didn't notice the boy's expression.

"I forgot to tell you, after you fell asleep that day, Madam Pomfrey should have come."

"Huh?" The boy spoke in a rambling manner, Harry didn't understand, "What do you mean?"

"After you came back, you should have gone to the medical wing for treatment, right?" Little Snape lowered his eyes, "The other day when you came back to sleep, I heard someone knocking on the door. The persistent look should not be a student, Dumbledore I said before that you were not at school, so there were no students who came back to look for you at that time, I think it should be Madam Pomfrey who wanted to take you back."

Harry was stunned, and goosebumps stood up on his arms. He didn't expect that after the house elf brought him the dinner that "Madam Pomfrey ordered", the boy could connect everything all at once. .

"It shouldn't be the medical wing," said young Snape to himself. "If it was the medical wing, someone would have found out..."

A cold sweat ran down Harry's back, the boy's perceptiveness was always sharp, but he really didn't expect it to be this terrible.

But what is even more frightening is the boy's next guess: "You were injured the night before Halloween, I'm afraid you will have returned that night."

Harry: "..."

"Am I guessing right?" Just when Harry was in doubt, Snape made another stab.

"Don't say it as if you saw it with your own eyes." Harry managed to squeeze out a word from his throat.

"Since you don't want me to see your wounds, I can only rely on other conditions to guess what kind of situation you have encountered and how serious your injuries are. For example, you came back on Saturday night or in the middle of the night, and on Sunday night You just escaped from Madam Pomfrey, the time difference between this should be because your injuries were not light."

"..." Damn you are not Severus Snape, are you Severus Holmes?

"It can be seen from this that what you said about a little bruise, or some kind of injury, is a lie at all." Little Snape's voice sounded soft and dangerous, "Well, even Madam Pomfrey came here in person Is it a small injury to catch you?"

"Enough." Harry sighed, "I've told you before, it's just a lot of blood loss, nothing else..."

"Just too much blood loss?"

"Did you secretly take off my clothes?" Harry took another deep breath. Although his dinner was still delicious, he was so stressed that he was disturbed by Snape, and the fork in his hand He also began to unconsciously poke at the fish steak that was about to become shredded fish.

"I really want to do that," Snape said without hesitation, "but have you thought about it, if I read it, I still need to rely on these small information to tell you this?" He stared at Ha Li's clothes, as if trying to burn a hole there with his mind.

Harry: "..." That's scary too, okay?

If you look at things too carefully, you will not find your wife in the future.

— Actually, Snape didn't have a wife either.

Harry's face fell instantly, and he watched the boy come and sit down on the chair beside him, and he heard the boy say, "Are you going to ruin your dinner?"

——Who ruined his dinner? ! ! !

Little Snape took a look at the crumbled fish, probably thinking of something, he took Harry's fork, put the fish into the porridge, and stirred it. "It will taste better this way."

The white minced fish is scattered on the blue porridge, which looks very appetizing. In fact, the fish steak is not very good-looking when it is poked into slag, but it turns into minced fish and puts it into fragrant and delicious peas with a light salty taste. In the porridge, not only the color is very beautiful, but the sweetness of the fish itself is very good with the pea porridge. The aroma of the beans is well integrated with the fish. Pea porridge was much better.

Harry finished the porridge in a stingy manner, and the rest of the fruit salad was a little too much to eat.

"Eat so little?"

"Then put it aside and I'll eat it later?" Harry still didn't understand why he was eaten to death, but he still didn't want to lose his temper.

It seemed that since he was discovered at Hogwarts and the boy was angry, there hadn't been a moment when he had the upper hand.

Harry grimaced bitterly, and began to think about how to reverse this unfavorable situation!

——At least you have to stand up and be the master again!

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Probably because of the black magic, Harry's injuries did not heal quickly. A week later, his other injuries were much better.Only the new tender flesh in front of the chest has grown, mainly this one. When this piece is healed, his scar removal potion will come in handy.

The marks on his body hadn't disappeared, and he hadn't dared to take a bath with Snape since Harry came back.But little Snape did what he said and didn't take off his clothes secretly while he was sleeping, which also made Harry feel relieved.

This week, Harry didn't give practical lessons to students of all grades, even if he had theoretical lessons, he didn't give much lectures, handing out test papers and essay questions, so he just "recuprated" for a week, and his complexion began to improve.Of course, little Snape was the first to notice it. When he got up in the morning, he saw that Harry's face was pretty good. When he called him up, the young man got up quickly, and he looked younger than the previous few days. Be refreshed.

"You look happy?" Little Snape asked casually, looking at Harry who was looking left and right in the mirror.

Harry patted his chest, "It's all over, shouldn't you be happy?"

"A week?"

"That's getting better." Harry wanted to change the subject, and if he asked further, the boy should know how serious his injury was. "You don't want to be a therapist in the future, do you?"

"I want to be a potion master," said little Snape decisively. His expression looked serious, but the words he spit out were extremely vulgar: "Make money."

Harry: "..."

Yes, that was the idea he had instilled in little Snape, that he would rather be a money junkie than a Death Eater.

Looks like it's been a bit of a success.

Didn't Helena acquiesce that he has no way to change this?But has little Snape changed?As he was now, Harry couldn't imagine what kind of coincidence this man would have to become a Death Eater.

That's fine.Harry thought.

"Is there a Quidditch match this afternoon?" Harry asked suddenly, "Slytherin vs. Hufflepuff?"

Little Snape nodded, "Why, are you interested?"

Harry didn't speak, but Snape felt that if he went to watch the game today, he should be able to see this man in the stands.

"Last year, you saved my roommate from the stands." Little Snape said suddenly.

Harry didn't expect him to mention this suddenly, so he took the initiative to explain: "I came to find Dumbledore to sign the contract that day."

"I also met my other roommate and me." Little Snape moved closer, and the faces of the two looked a little crowded in the mirror, obviously one in front of the other, but because Harry's face was still relatively thin The relationship, the faces of the two people actually looked like they were in the same position, and they looked extremely intimate, "You also dried the clothes on my body."

Harry remembered that at that time he actually wanted to cast a quick-drying charm on the drenched boy, and since the other one was there, he gave it to the next person as well.

Harry tilted his head halfway, looked at the picture in the mirror, and made a comparison with his hands, "It seems that we haven't taken a picture together yet."

After he finished speaking, he felt a little regretful. It seemed that he shouldn't have kept such things, even if the boy wouldn't take them out, if he couldn't come back in the future, these things would only make the boy sad, right?

Although the young man's mind was turned back and forth, he finally said, "We can take a picture when we are free."

Little Snape nodded, and replied in a low voice: "Okay."

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