[HP] Illusion

It was rare for Harry to get up early in the morning, very rare indeed, and he woke up when Snape was still there, which was almost never the case.The temperature in the house was unexpectedly high. Although he felt a little chill on his back when he got up, it was much better than when he was in Hogwarts.

As soon as he moved, the boy woke up too. Harry consciously got up from his arms, and then tucked the quilt over him.

"It's a bit early, go on to sleep." Well, to be honest, he slept too deeply, and he didn't even know if the boy slept well yesterday, but he still has some experience in such a situation. Good things are unlikely.

Today is Christmas Eve, and he should have dressed up the house well - to be honest, he is very familiar with it - but no one is interested in what happened to little Snape, so Harry just conjured up a Christmas tree, Put a few decorative apples, put a few exquisitely wrapped gift boxes under the tree, and it's over

But little Snape obviously didn't appreciate Harry's painstaking efforts. When he ran to brush his teeth and wash his face, the boy followed him.

It seems to be quite energetic.Harry glanced at the boy in the mirror. The man's face was calm, but a little too calm. There was no expression on that face. It was when he met the boy's eyes in the mirror that his black eyes Harry's eyes seemed to be able to melt him in, Harry watched little Snape's mouth tightly pursed, as if he wanted to say something, the two looked at each other silently for a while, probably because they were too After a familiar relationship, Harry didn't feel embarrassed at first, but after a while, the young man suddenly felt that his mouth full of white foam was a bit silly, so he took the lead to look away.

Harry grunted and brushed his teeth, and prepared the toothbrush and toothpaste for Snape.After washing up, Harry quickly changed his clothes, and went into the kitchen to make breakfast for Snape.In fact, there are not many kinds of things in the kitchen, and they were prepared temporarily when Harry came back.

He encountered such a situation when he came back yesterday. The two fell asleep while talking. Of course, neither of them ate. Fortunately, there was enough food in the kitchen, and they should be able to last through breakfast.He also hadn't eaten for most of the day, and little Snape must have not eaten much these days.Harry looked at all the ingredients in the kitchen, thought about it, and decided to make some food that looked more appetizing. Even if the boy still didn't have much appetite, he could still eat a few bites.

When Harry was already busy in the kitchen, little Snape also changed his clothes and went downstairs. He looked bluffing when he didn't speak, and even Harry was a little uncomfortable with him for so long .The boy kept staring at him in silence, without making any sound. Harry's scalp was numb from the stare, and his heart was fluctuating. He really couldn't understand what the boy was thinking.

"Would you like to help me?" Harry looked up at the little Snape leaning against the door, and casually greeted.

Since the two of them entered Hogwarts, it has become normal for them to share a breakfast. It has been a long time since the two of them cook breakfast together, but the two quickly found a tacit understanding. After washing, one of them started to cut with a knife, and the water on the side started to boil. Harry quickly put the chopped vegetables in, and picked up the lid on the side to cover it.

"What else do you want to eat?" When he said this, Harry broke the eggs into the roux, added some salt, sugar, and butter and stirred together, "Do you want sausage bacon or something?"

Little Snape shook his head, took the basin from Harry's hand and helped to stir it, and Harry freed up his hands to make the sauce needed for the salad.

——I have to say, it's really smooth...

The breakfast was quickly prepared by two people who cooperated tacitly. The delicious vegetable cream soup, the buttery hot pancake with a touch of sweetness, and a colorful salad that looks very appetizing. Two cups of freshly squeezed Apple juice, there is really no meat, but Harry is quite satisfied.

Although little Snape still didn't speak, but watching him take the tableware for the two of them, his movements were still very brisk, and he didn't look dissatisfied.

The portion Harry had prepared was quite sufficient, even if little Snape didn't eat, he would be hungry, anyway, little Snape would give him some face?

But it was obvious that Harry still thought too much. Little Snape's appetite seemed normal, and there was nothing that he couldn't eat.Adolescent boys eat a lot. According to Harry's usual food intake, he is still very restrained. He will stop eating when he is almost done. He just watched Harry silently give his portion to a boy. Bit by bit to solve.

This should be considered a good sign, right?Harry didn't expect little Snape to put it down immediately without being affected, but now that he could eat, drink and sleep, even if he was just silent, it was a good start.

Everything seems to be going in a good direction.

A few days after the new year, it would be little Snape's birthday, and he just got the cheesecake recipe from Hermione, so he happened to make one for little Snape.

From the start of making breakfast to the cleaning of the tableware after eating, little Snape has been by his side. The boy's height is now more than half his head, and it is really quite oppressive, but standing here, it makes him feel uncomfortable. Harry was able to watch him from time to time, to see if he was in a stable mood or not.

Harry opened the curtains to let the sunlight in. There was a blizzard all night outside, and it stopped at dawn. For some reason, the sun came out just now. The lighting in Harry’s house is very good. The room became brighter, Harry thought for a while, and went up to the second floor with the boy.

The second floor is a semi-open study with a casual nature. The shelf on the wall that was empty when they moved in has been filled with a large number of books. When Harry was not teaching Snape and Lily, Harry used to I will sit here with the two of them, put a pot of black tea or Lily's favorite scented tea, and read the books on it.

There is also plenty of light in this place. The best thing is that it is not particularly sunny in the morning and afternoon. The warm and comfortable environment makes people relax quickly. In a corner near the balcony door is Harry who came back from the opposite alley. Harry chose an album with a lazy and gentle style and stuffed it into it. Soon, his shallow singing softly toured every corner of the study.

Harry didn't really plan to let little Snape read a book today, he just wanted to find an environment where the boy could relax a bit, without being so tense.

He is not very experienced, so he can only do so much, and even he is worried that he will be self-defeating, but what makes him relieved is that so far, Snape has not done anything to his behavior protest--

Silence should be the default, right?Harry thought uncertainly.Is this normal or abnormal.

— Or is it better to let the boy lose his temper?

Either do self-psychological adjustment, or vent it fiercely.Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help rubbing his forehead,

You can say what you want, you can yell freely, you can fight if you want, he can accompany you, but now the boy is not crying or making trouble at all, so he is a little uncertain, in fact, yelling Which way of venting is more suitable for him?

In Harry's impression, both Snape and Snape Jr. have always been tolerant, and their tempers are a bit awkward. The most different thing is that Snape's temper has even reached a twisted point, but now Snape Jr. In his opinion, it is quite normal. Compared with the gloomy and black-faced man in the future, the younger one is obviously much more human-he can still laugh when he should, even though he doesn't smile too much, but he is different from him. The other one would only sneer at others, and he didn't look like that at all. In his only memory of that person, that person was never really happy at all.

The singer's singing is lazy, slightly hoarse but very warm, it seems to be able to reach directly to the bottom of my heart, unexpectedly it also matches the winter day full of white snow, like a warm current that suddenly soothes people's hearts in the cold winter, can gently It soothed people's nerves, and even Harry's nerves were not as tense as when he first got up.

When little Snape was mentally prepared, Harry held the book in his hand and didn't read much into it, so he took the boy to the police station together, and he couldn't wait like this.

The winter sunlight penetrated through the transparent and clean glass windows, flowing quietly in the study room. In fact, even if nothing was needed, time passed quickly. The book in the boy's hand did not turn a few pages, nor did Harry, but that was it. The quiet atmosphere didn't make him feel bored.

Harry was paying attention to the boy's situation all the time. He thought he didn't make it obvious, but little Snape actually knew about it, but the young man didn't say anything, and little Snape didn't intend to ask. Today, he was very messed up, no matter in terms of emotions or other aspects, but since this person came back, little Snape found that his emotions seemed to have changed significantly, as long as this person was around, even if this person It seems that he is really not very good at comforting people, and he also feels very relieved - it's like there is a backbone in the originally chaotic life, and he doesn't have to worry about anything.

——However, everyone will leave, and this person will leave him.

When Harry secretly looked at little Snape, why didn't the boy pay attention to the young man's situation? Is there any way to keep this man from leaving him—maybe even little Snape didn't know that it was actually him For the first time in his life, he had the idea of ​​shrinking the young man into his pocket so that this man could not go anywhere. Unfortunately, at this time, he hadn't fully realized that his desire to monopolize this man had already It's come to this point.

——This beating is commonly known as not yet enlightened.

This kind of time, even if you don't do anything, is all wasted, but it also makes people waste it very willingly.

Just when the two of them thought that the morning would pass like this, Harry suddenly sensed that someone was coming in from the yard, and soon he heard the doorbell.

Harry turned down the music and was about to go downstairs to open the door. When he moved, the boy who was leaning on him also stood up and followed Harry downstairs.

The blizzard had stopped, and Harry thought it was the Muggle police who came to the door, but when he opened the door, he realized that he was a little wrong.

There were two people standing in the yard, one he knew, with a chubby figure and a face that barely had a "sleek" engraved on it, the head of Slytherin, Slughorn.Another case of dressing a little strangely, a typical wizard pretending to be a Muggle but self-defeating, the two seem to have the same purpose.

"Good morning, you are—" Harry didn't change face, since Slughorn obviously didn't know him.

"Excuse me, is Severus Snape here?" The strangely dressed Mr. Wizard glanced behind Harry.

Slughorn also saw Snape at this moment. "Severus, oh, poor Severus, my condolences, we came to..."

"Sorry," Mr. Wizard suddenly interrupted Slughorn's strange-sounding screams, and said to the little Snape standing behind Harry in a business-like tone, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Snape?" Is it? I am from the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, which is responsible for the birth and death registration of wizards. I came here today to talk to you..."

It was too cold outside, and Harry, who didn't wear much clothes, shivered, and couldn't help but said to the two of them, "Both of you, can we talk inside the house?"

Little Snape turned and left the moment he spoke. Harry was a little confused about what he was thinking, so he made a gesture of invitation to the two of them.

The moment the door was closed, Harry finally felt the warmth return to his side. Slughorn loosened the scarf around his fat and short neck, and shouted, "Thanks Merlin, this is the way it is." Warm, by the way, do you have anything to drink?"

Harry went to prepare hot tea for the two of them. He moved quickly, but it was obvious that the three of them in the living room had already chatted.

Slughorn doesn’t actually do this kind of thing very often, but he’s trying to gain a sense of presence, but he’s always interrupted by another official from the Department of Mysteries, “Dean Slughorn, I know you care about your students, but please let him finish his sentence before expressing your love for your students?"

Harry happened to hear this sentence when he came out with hot tea. He could see that Slughorn was a little angry, but fortunately, this man was really smooth and used to it, and he probably knew that Snape's situation was really serious. It wasn't very good, so he just closed his mouth resentfully, Harry put the tea on the coffee table, and sat down next to little Snape.

"Please drink some tea, thank you for your hard work." Harry said politely.

"May I ask who you are?" Slughorn had actually noticed this young man long ago. His brows and eyes were gentle, his disheveled hair and round glasses looked a little familiar. This man was obviously extremely chilly.

"You can just call me Harry," Harry took a sip of hot tea, "The two of you must be here because of Severus' parents."

"Yes, we have taken care of the Muggle police. The Ministry of Magic has taken over the case. According to their autopsy report, Mr. Snape died of alcoholism. As for Mrs. Snape... "

When Mr. Wizard said this, Harry felt that little Snape's body was a little stiff. His cold face seemed to be a little indifferent to this, but the straight back fully showed that he didn't care about it at all. I feel nothing.

"Sorry, we believe that she died from the poison she made herself. In short, Mrs. Snape should have committed suicide. We have checked the bottle of potion. It is certain that the potion was made at the time Far more than a week, and judging from the nature of the poison, we found that this bottle of potion should have been made relatively early, which also means that Mrs. Snape should have such a plan very early, we guess, it may be For the death of Mr Snape, let Mrs Snape die in love."

Harry kept looking at the boy. At this moment, his fists were clenched tightly, the veins on his hands were exposed, and his lips were tightly drawn into a line. He seemed to be trying to restrain his emotions.

The young man looked at little Snape worriedly, and stretched out his hand to cover the boy's hand in front of the two of them. For some reason, when his hand was pressed on the boy's hand, the boy's body seemed to be loose. Some.

Harry whispered, "Don't be afraid."

"We are very sorry and sorry, Mr. Snape, you have lost your parents. Since you are underage, the Ministry of Magic will provide you with a series of help, including supporting your life before adulthood. If you are not willing, You can choose Gringotts loan, Gringotts service, etc. After you graduate and find a job, you can slowly return the money..."

"No need—" Little Snape said coldly the first sentence he spoke today, and then the second sentence: "I don't need it."

Neither of them expected that Snape would give such an answer, and the shocked emotions quickly spread on their faces, and they even seemed a little frightened.

But soon Slughorn regained his composure. He pretended to glance at the house unconsciously. He had been to Little Snape's house in Spider's End. It was a typical slum, and the people living in it could be seen. No matter how poor they are, they may not even have enough food and clothing.

So it was a bit strange on the way here. He usually observed little Snape, a student who showed outstanding talent in Potions. Although this man's clothes were not many, the material was not bad, at least he must be really poor. Wouldn't wear clothes like that.

If he hadn't come to see Snape's house this time, he would not have known how poor the boy's family was.Along the way, he and the Ministry of Magic official beside him inquired about the situation of Snape's house, and the answers he got were a bit more than he remembered.

But seeing this house, he seemed to understand something.

It appears that young Snape had long since broken with his parents and had been living at this friend's house.

"You can think about it again..." After a long while, the official of the Ministry of Magic choked out a sentence.

Harry immediately interjected, "Well, don't worry, he will think about it."

The young man squeezed the boy's hand hard, trying to calm the boy's emotions.

"As for your parents, we will also make proper arrangements for you," Mr. Wizard said blankly, "Since your family-style wizard and Muggle family, Snape doesn't have any relatives, so it should be Arranging for the Snape couple to be buried together, I don't know about this, Mr. Snape, do you have any objections?"

Obviously not, it would be nice if someone could help him with complicated things, but Snape couldn't handle it at such a young age.

"As for their bodies, the police will send someone to bring them to us..."

Little Snape didn't speak, he didn't seem to want to take another look, but it was obviously impossible, it was his parents after all.

"I'll go with him," said Harry, "you can rest assured about that."

Mr. Wizard seems to have finished talking here, and the next time is the scene of Slughorn's personal performance show, probably because he knows that he has offended Slughorn before, so Mr. Wizard also let this Don't interrupt if you say anything, just listen to him if you trouble him - at least this person's social status is still very high, if he slaps him in the face again, he will really look bad in the future.

Harry was a little strange. He obviously didn't say who he was, but the two of them didn't ask anything. Is it because it doesn't matter who he is?Harry couldn't understand this point, but since the other party didn't ask, he didn't intend to ask.

One thing more is really not as good as one thing less.

At about noon, the two finally left, and they made an appointment to deal with this matter. ,

"Are you okay?" Little Snape's expression was particularly ugly, since the two came.

Looks like she's going to cry at any moment.

"As for their bodies, the police will send someone to bring them to us..."

Little Snape didn't speak, he didn't seem to want to take another look, but it was obviously impossible, it was his parents after all.

"I'll go with him," said Harry, "you can rest assured about that."

Mr. Wizard seems to have finished talking here, and the next time is the scene of Slughorn's personal performance show, probably because he knows that he has offended Slughorn before, so Mr. Wizard also let this Don't interrupt if you say anything, just listen to him if you trouble him - at least this person's social status is still very high, if he slaps him in the face again, he will really look bad in the future.

Harry was a little strange. He obviously didn't say who he was, but the two of them didn't ask anything. Is it because it doesn't matter who he is?Harry couldn't understand this point, but since the other party didn't ask, he didn't intend to ask.

One thing more is really not as good as one thing less.

At about noon, the two finally left, and they made an appointment to deal with this matter. ,

"Are you okay?" Little Snape's expression was particularly ugly, since the two came.

Looks like she's going to cry at any moment.