[HP] Illusion

It was a little late when Harry woke up, his whole body was sore from what he had done to himself last night, this time Snape had already got up to wash up, probably because he heard the movement in the room, Snape also left the bathroom come out.

"woke up?"

Rolling around on the bed with the quilt in his arms, Harry replied in a nasal voice, "No."

Snape glanced at the person on the bed, continued to put on his clothes, and then walked to the bed. "If you don't get up again, you won't even have time for breakfast."

"Isn't today Sunday?" The Quidditch final was Saturday yesterday, so it was impossible for him to hang out with Snape all day and all night without knowing it.

Harry simply covered his head with the quilt, and the voice through the quilt was distorted, "What are we doing up so early?"

Snape immediately pulled Harry out, someone took off the clothes he had put on this man yesterday under the quilt, his whole body was naked, and the wonderful marks on his fair body darkened Snape's eyes darkened.

"Take off your pajamas when you don't want to get up?" Snape's voice carried some inexplicable danger.

Harry put his hand around Snape's neck, licked the man's lips, and said carelessly, "I'll give you a chance to help me get dressed."

Naturally, Snape wouldn't shake off the limp koala, but he didn't take advantage of the slob, who had enough tofu on this guy and was half dressed—

Why is it half? When Snape was helping Harry put on his shirt and was about to button it, there was a knock on the door of the office connected to the bedroom. It was clear and polite, so Snape finally gave up temporarily. For the sake of the benefits in front of him, adjust his mentality so that his company doesn't look so dark to meet the unlucky ones outside.

"Please come in."

The student who knocked on the door—Draco Malfoy opened the door and came in. He saluted the Potions Professor, "Professor Snape." He held two or three rolls of parchment in his hand, and placed them respectfully on the He put it on the desk, "This is my homework." He was already late for this homework, but it couldn't be later.

After speaking, his eyes glanced at the breakfast on the small tea table intentionally or unintentionally. The delicious breakfast was exuding a craving aroma. Even if he had eaten it once not long ago, he still had the urge to have another meal.

Snape originally planned to have breakfast with Harry. Harry had just woken up. At this moment, the breakfast for two he had ordered earlier was placed on the small tea table with a preservative charm, and someone interrupted his morning activities. , The Potions Professor, who was in a bad mood at first, didn't think of this at all. He didn't expect Malfoy to come in. According to the carefulness of this person, he should have noticed the strangeness of the breakfast portion.

"You're a day late." There was a chill in Snape's voice, and it sounded like he was in a bad mood.

Malfoy was taken aback for a moment, and then he explained calmly: "Professor, when I came to see you last night, you seemed to... fell asleep."

He knocked on the door for a long time yesterday, and at last the Medusa on the door reluctantly told him to invite early tomorrow, so he had no choice but to come to Snape's office early in the morning.Malfoy was a little uneasy. Recently, Snape seemed not as easy to talk to as before, and he seemed to be much better towards some people in Gryffindor. Now he still looks bad at him, which doesn't feel right.

"Put things down and go." Snape's voice was cold.

Huh?

Happiness came so suddenly, Malfoy didn't react at all, "Can I leave?"

"Don't you want to wait for me to correct it for you before taking it back?" Snape said angrily.

"I see, Professor," Malfoy saluted quickly, and strode out.

Things are really more wrong than imagined.

Obviously Snape was not in a good mood recently, most of the students looked at him and took a detour, and now he was "desperate" so he had to knock on the door of the Potions Professor's office, and saw Snape Seeing Pu's face, his heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that he escaped like this in the end?

However, if he read correctly, the breakfast on Snape's table was for two people. In fact, it was more than enough for three people, but there was no one in the Potions professor's office, so the other half of the breakfast was for two people. Whose?

Malfoy, I can't understand it.

Hearing that Malfoy had left, Harry came out of the bedroom barefoot, his shirt buttons still unbuttoned, and the prestige brought about by the walk blew up the flimsy shirt, revealing a large body full of marks, starting from the collarbone Extends all the way to the navel.

He sat down on the sofa, showed a half-smile smile to Snape, and said meaningfully: "It seems that your work is not finished yet."

"You mean Draco's homework?" Snape walked up to Harry's side and bent down to fasten his buttons.

"I'm wondering if your work is making you a little impatient." Harry's hands climbed over Snape's well-knuckle knuckles, "Your attitude and tone don't sound very good. "

To say it's not very good is already very polite, but it's obviously scary, okay?Even Snape's favorite student was treated like this, let alone others.

Snape grabbed Harry's troubled hand, picked up a glass of milk and stuffed it into his hand, "Don't tell me you haven't brushed your teeth and washed your face yet."

"Don't change the subject," Harry gulped down half a cup of milk in one breath, his mouth was stained with white milk stains.

Noticing Snape's somewhat explicit gaze, Harry stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

Then... someone's mouth was severely blocked.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

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On Monday morning, even if Harry didn't want to, he still had to get up for class. With Snape around, he didn't bother to go to the auditorium for breakfast, so he left wearing the cloak after eating comfortably.

Harry, who was wearing the invisibility cloak, was confident, but he didn't notice a person standing at the corner not far from the corridor.

Malfoy stood in the corridor and counted the steps taken from Snape's office to the stairs, making sure that everyone must have gone upstairs, and then walked out slowly.

Someone suddenly slapped him on the shoulder from behind, the hand was so heavy that he almost couldn't stand still.

"Gol, I told you not to use such force." Malfoy said angrily.

"I just..." Goyle looked at Malfoy with a guilty conscience, and said falteringly: "Draco, I just watched you stand here for a while...I didn't mean to scare you."

"Who told you I was scared," Malfoy said angrily.

Gore apologized repeatedly, which made Malfoy a little easier: "Forget it, let's not make an example."

"What were you looking at here just now? What did you find?"

found?

The door to Snape's office opened, but no one came out, and then the door closed automatically.

This situation... seems to have only one possibility.

"I was in Snape's office yesterday and saw him eating breakfast for two."

"What's the matter, I can eat three servings, or even more." Gore said nonchalantly.

Malfoy almost died of anger. If these two people hadn't played with him since childhood, he would have left them long ago.You only know that you can't communicate at all if you eat too much, okay?

"Forget it, maybe I think too much."

Potter coming out of Snape's office early in the morning?If the person who came out just now is really Potter wearing the Invisibility Cloak, but this is indeed the Potions Professor's office...

Malfoy shuddered belatedly, he must have been dazzled by something, how could he connect yesterday's breakfast for two with today's invisibility cloak, and speculated that Potter was in Snape's office How about staying for more than two days?

——The possibility of this is extremely slim.

— that sounds even spookier than encountering a basilisk.

——This is simply impossible! ! !

Malfoy also calmed down now.

The duo of attendants looked at Malfoy's ever-changing expression inexplicably, and then said, "Draco, are you sick?"

Malfoy: "... Even if it doesn't, it will be soon." If this continues, he will be killed by these two sooner or later.

In the next few days, Malfoy unconsciously walked to Snape's door at almost the same time and waited. He even wanted to go into the potions professor's office to find out, but for several days in a row, nothing happened that day. Appeared again, as if what he saw that day was just his illusion.

Malfoy himself didn't know what he was obsessed with.

In fact, he thought about it carefully later, maybe things were not what he thought at all, if that person was really Potter, maybe there was something serious wrong with Potter, otherwise, judging by Snape's previous dislike of him Come on, it's impossible for Potter to stay overnight.

——The main premise is that Potter really walked out of Snape's office wearing the Invisibility Cloak.

But if things turned out as he thought, then... did he have Potter on his hands?Just the thought of this possibility instantly ignited the anti-Potter gene in Malfoy's bones.

Only Potter had the cloak, so there was a good chance that it was Potter.Malfoy thought, all he needed to do was find out the handle, as for how to use it later, it depended on what the handle was.Thinking of this, Malfoy was extremely excited.

Malfoy even has a comprehensive plan, the plan is beautiful, but the reality is extremely cruel.

Little Platinum was still a little tender, because he didn't think at all that when he was spying on others, someone would always see what he did and everything.

—such as the many portraits hanging in the cellar.

As the dean of Slytherin, the portrait in the cellar was also Snape's eyeliner.After several days of Malfoy's plan, he found some strange portraits of Malfoy and couldn't wait to tell Snape about his whereabouts.

So when Malfoy didn't know it, his plan had been completely killed at the source.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little cute things like mines from the old days =3=

Chapter 306

Goyle and Crabbe have been completely confused by Draco these days, especially when Draco always frowns, sneers with the corner of his mouth crooked, and stands stupidly at the door of Snape's office. In the distance, sometimes looks excited.

And the biggest problem is that he didn't tell them anything, what's the situation?

Slytherin's bedroom is a three-person room. At this time, only one person is obviously not in the bedroom. Goyle and Crabbe are sitting on the sofa. You look at me, I look at you, and you can tell from the other's expression. At a loss.

"Are we..." Crabbe asked hesitantly, the flesh on Dabing's face twisted together, and his expression was rare and dignified.

"What?" Goyle sucked off the biscuit crumbs left on his fingers, then slowly took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands.

"that is--"

Crabbe's mind was also a little confused, and he managed to organize his words, but his thoughts were soon completely interrupted by the sudden opening of the door.

"Are you all here?" Malfoy looked hurried, and the little platinum, who had always advocated elegance and calmness, was panting at the moment, with sweat dripping from his forehead, looking a bit embarrassed, but his expression seemed to have a hint of excitement. "Exactly, I have a big discovery..."

Goyle and Crabbe looked at each other, the Draco in front of him didn't look like him, mainly because the person's painting style was not right, "...are you really Draco?"

"Do you think I'm Potter?" Malfoy raised his chin arrogantly, and looked at the two of them angrily, "Don't worry about that, I'll tell you, I suspect that Potter has a physical problem."

"What's the problem?" Goyle stared blankly at Malfoy, "Potter?"

"I found that he often appeared at Snape's place. Do you remember that Potter often took sick leave for a while?" Malfoy approached the two of them and said very fast.

"Is there?" Crabbe rubbed his head, as if he had no memory of it.

"Never mind that," Malfoy said with a smug smile, "If it's true, then we've already caught Potter's handle. How do you think we should take advantage of this?"

The flesh on Crabbe's face trembled. "Threat him."

Gore snapped his fingers, with a wretched expression: "Golden Gallon, food, firebolts are all good, since it is a trick, of course it is used in this way..."

Malfoy: "..."

He knew that he really shouldn't discuss it with them.

Malfoy himself already had an idea, but how to use it to have the greatest impact on that person, he still had to plan carefully.

"By the way...how did you know?" Crabbe finally thought of a key point in his mind.

Goyle watched as he paced back and forth in the room, "Are you sure there's something wrong with him?"

Malfoy gave a perfect smirk: "You guys reminded me that if I'm wrong, then...we'll make it real."

"How to do it?" Crabbe's back was a little hairy, "Give him medicine? Don't forget, his current potion score is No.1 in the class."

This topic has been at the top of the hot list for a while in their dormitory. Finally, after Draco found out that the result could not be reversed, even if he mentioned it again, he would not blow his hair, so when Crabbe said it was not bad. rest assured.

Malfoy looked at the two of them with special anxiety, "Use your brain, if you can't do it cleanly, no one else can find out, and you will be fired if you do so."

"so?"

"What I mean is...give me a little more time to make sure, if there is really nothing wrong with Potter, then we will tell other people that there is a serious problem with Potter's body, which may endanger the whole of Hogwarts." .”

"You mean... making rumors?" Goyle and Crabbe finally understood. They have been Malfoy's followers for so many years. Although they don't often do things like spreading rumors, they distort the truth and follow Malfoy's orders. Still very handy.

"Please don't say this kind of thing next time, just keep it in your heart." Malfoy lost his patience completely, "Before I decide which plan to use, please shut your eyes." Mouth."

After Malfoy finished speaking, he found that there was no response from Goyle and Braque. The expressions of both of them seemed to be greatly frightened, their faces were dull and their bodies were trembling, and Malfoy suddenly felt a cold wave coming from behind. The cold air abruptly lowered the temperature in the not too hot weather in May.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do anything stupid."

Malfoy's back froze, he seemed to be hallucinating, how could Snape's voice appear behind him.

But Goyle and Crabbe just woke up like a dream, stood up with a thump, but their legs couldn't stop shaking, "Professor Snape..." The two lowered their heads, not daring to look at the Potions Professor's face. on that horrible expression.

When Malfoy turned around stiffly, Snape said in a tone that dropped to freezing point: "I heard that you are very interested in the 'door' of my office recently, and you always stand outside it every day. For a while, but I didn't expect that you would give me such an answer."

"I...it's not like this," Snape in front of him made Malfoy shudder unconsciously, his mind was completely blank for a moment, he wanted to find a better excuse, but he couldn't find anything , "Professor, what I just said was not..."

"I don't think there is any problem with my hearing. You have been planning to fabricate non-existent lies to slander Potter just now, am I right?" Snape twitched his lips, "Maybe you are Are you complaining about the insufficient amount of homework and studies in the sixth grade, so that you have time and energy to calculate others?"

"No, professor, you misheard just now..." Malfoy encountered such a situation for the first time, the professor who treated him best in Hogwarts actually spoke to him in such a tone, and he was extremely flustered for a moment .

"Don't force me to deduct points for you, Mr. Malfoy." Every sentence of Snape made Malfoy breathless, "From this week until the end of the semester, you must complete every week and I will give you extra points." Two papers assigned to make sure you don't have any energy to think about something that isn't there."

"It's not fair, Professor." Malfoy said subconsciously, "It's almost the end of the term, and I need time to review."

"I know, there is no question of fairness or not." Snape stared intently at Little Platinum. "If it's not the end of the deadline, I think you should have to hand in an extra paper every day."

"But there is something wrong with Potter's body. I didn't spread rumors." Seeing that he was powerless, Malfoy simply broke the jar, "I just want to tell what I know and what I saw."

"Oh? What did you see?" Snape's tone was flat.

"Potter has been at your place several times..." Overnight.

Malfoy subconsciously swallowed the most important part back into his stomach, "He has an invisibility cloak, several times I saw no one come out after your office door was opened, the only person in Hogwarts who can do this is Potter. If he doesn't have a medical problem and needs your help..."

Malfoy became quieter as he spoke, the scene in front of him was different from what he had imagined, Snape's face didn't even change, but his eyes became more and more persuasive.

Under Snape's vicious and sharp gaze, Malfoy shuddered fiercely.

"Draco, I always thought you were smart. But this time, you let me down."

"Obviously something is wrong with Potter!" Malfoy said persistently.

Malfoy was furious, but Snape was unwilling to give him a chance to continue, "Twenty points from Slytherin for framing your Headmaster without any evidence."

"It's not fair!" Malfoy had been deducted many times, but never once, it was deducted by Snape.

——It is not an exaggeration to say that Snape's move has seriously refreshed his understanding of the world.

"If you think my approach is wrong, maybe you should go back and ask your parents if my approach is correct."

What does this have to do with his parents?Malfoy's brain couldn't connect the two things immediately, so after he wrote a letter to his parents strongly complaining about Snape's strange behavior and sent it out, he suddenly came to his senses, but their family The owl was so powerful that it disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Why don't you stop me—" Malfoy said angrily to Goyle and Crabbe.

Goyle and Crabbe looked at Malfoy innocently, this matter obviously has nothing to do with them, okay? !

And the platinum nobleman who received his son's letter really seemed to have been beaten, but it wasn't because Snape deducted points from his son, but because his son wanted to count even Snape... Even if Snape's behavior was a bit out of line with the usual, this person should not be messed with.

Malfoy couldn't help but think of the day when Snape "wooed" him. This person didn't give him any room for negotiation at all, and pulled him to Dumbledore's camp completely half-coercively. Of course, it was also thanks to Snape Otherwise, the Malfoy family would definitely not be as nourished as it is now, and they would still be able to stand tall in the wizarding world.

"What's going on?" Narcissa looked at her husband with a sluggish expression in puzzlement, and there was such an expression on the face of the pillow man who had been calm and calm all these years, "What did Draco say?"

"You—" the platinum nobleman looked at his wife and said with difficulty: "Look at how you pampered Draco, you just wrote a letter to complain after being deducted a few points by Severus, you Tell him to be good at school and stop making Severus angry."

Narcissa blinked her eyes, and her tone sounded quite calm: "Maybe I didn't hear clearly, can you say something else?"

The author has something to say: Thank you for the little cute thing that is like the landmines of the old days

And the landmines thrown by the little cute Ye Weiyang in the column =3=

In the original book, Little Platinum has always been in the second grade and has always had a difficult image with Harry. He really grew up in the summer of the fifth grade when his father was imprisoned and he became a Death Eater. Is there such a paragraph in the original book? , the Malfoy family believed that Snape would live forever, and little Platinum didn't grow up like in the original book, everyone can take this as his lonely (leisure) lonely (too) like (egg) snow (painful) doing such a thing out