[HP]Two Snape

Outside the door, Snape was suddenly covered by the Invisibility Cloak.

Snape dropped "I'm going to class today." and hurried away.

Snape rolled his eyes silently.Tch, isn't it just that Potter was just satirized by him?Does this make you feel bad?

The old pervert who protects his shortcomings!

Snape, who left in a hurry over there, cursed silently in his heart, Merlin, with that dead beast holding him back, when will he be able to get Harry back! ? !

On the other end, Harry and Draco left the cellar one after the other.

Thanks to Draco for his biological clock, and also to Draco for his habit of sorting out his image an hour in advance. The two of them struggled for a long time, but they were not late, and they became the first ones to arrive at the auditorium.

Harry thought for a while, and walked to his usual seat, wanting to finish his meal quickly and then leave for class, otherwise, if there are too many people later, the bench will be full of people...

Now Harry alone took the place of two people.

And Gryffindors have always been very passionate about being with our lovely savior.

Relatively speaking, the situation on Draco's side is much better.

As long as Draco, glamorous and noble, Malfoy put on a look that the young master is upset today, Goyle and Crabbe would also be very sensible to stay away.

When the two of them sat down, the bench made a disturbing "squeak" sound.

Of course, Snape, who had been paying close attention to the situation here, put strengthening spells on the benches on both sides from time to time.

However, the situation is still not optimistic.

Even though the cubs loved to stay in bed, they still wanted to come to the auditorium for breakfast. George and Fred came out arm in arm, and ran over with bright eyes when they saw Harry.

"Hey! Look who's this?" George tutted around Harry.

"It's not that we sneaked out of the dormitory last night..." Fred said.

"Little brother Ron who abandoned us..." George put his arm on Fred's shoulder.

"Not coming home at night..." Fred winked at Harry.

"He even used the Bewitching Charm..." George stroked his chin maliciously.

"Baby Harry?" the twins chorused.

Harry blushed, watching the twins nervously.

Harry's worst fear now was that the twins would come close...and find a wall of soft flesh between them.

"However, little Harry, we saw that you and little Malfoy went up to the eighth floor last night..." George tapped his head in distress.

"Aha, the Bewitching Curse, could it be..." Fred laughed wickedly.

"Has our little Harry grown up so quickly?" The twins' eyes sparkled, reflecting the truth of the gossip.

Harry's face turned red...

Just when Harry was struggling with how to answer the Gemini's embarrassing questions, the Gemini silently felt a sudden cold front passing behind them, and a shadow shrouded them behind them.

George poked Fred's waist, and the two turned their heads in unison.

Oh, very good, it's Professor Snape exuding an iceberg aura.

Well, let's just say, this is Schaven... not DeHaven...

The failure of Gemini lies in that YY made the wrong CP here.

"I think you can pay back the labor services you owed last week."

"What?" George exclaimed.

"But..." Fred's eyes widened.

"It's breakfast time!" the twins complained.

"Since you are so idle...then why don't you make your life more meaningful?" Snape raised his eyebrows slightly, "Go now."

The twins still wanted to say something, but in Snape's unheard "huh?" with a silky upswing, each quickly walked along a sandwich on the table and ran to the potion material preparation room.

It's... a sad story.

Harry slandered Slytherin for being cunning, cruel and annoying, but he was temporarily relieved that the twins had left.

Snape gave Harry a deep look, wishing Harry could say something...for example, about the future, for example about them...for example, about their future.

However, before Harry raised his head to meet Snape's eyes, Ron and Hermione rushed over there, yelling.

Snape snorted coldly, a little unwilling, but had no choice but to retreat first.

Anyway, they have plenty of time, don't they?

When Harry saw Ron and Hermione, he subconsciously clenched the knife and fork in his hand, oh no... Don't be caught in his current shape.

Fortunately, they were across the long table in front of Harry.

"Hey! Harry! Did you sleepwalk last night? Ron said you had a dream and ran out last night."

"Oh, uh, haha, that was a nightmare." Harry smiled awkwardly.

"Brother, don't be like this, we are wizards, how can we be frightened by a nightmare!" Ron stretched out his short hand, and patted Harry's shoulder across the long table.

"Ah, that..." Harry tried hard to change the subject, avoiding Ron's hand uncomfortably, it would be bad if it revealed.

"What?" The two little lions put down their knives and forks very seriously, as if listening.

"Uh..." Harry stared blankly before he could make up an excuse.

"Huh?" Ron and Hermione tilted their heads, waiting for Harry's next words.

"Uh, I heard, I...I heard that Draco had the same dream as me last night, ha...haha, you..." Harry scratched his head, "Don't you think it's funny?"

"Draco?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"The same...dream?" Hermione had a strange expression.

"..." Harry hit his head on the long table with a "bang".He lost.

"Harry, when did you and little Malfoy get along enough to exchange Christian names?" Ron was a little annoyed.

"Ron, you can't do this, you have to live in harmony with your classmates!" Hermione patted Ron on the head and taught him a lesson.

"You! Why did you hit me!" Little Ron was angry!

"..." Harry decided to learn from the twins, packed a sandwich, and prepared to run away.

But before taking two steps, Harry looked down at the chicken that was still glistening with oil, and silently put the sandwich back.

Then, with tears streaming down my face, I ran to the classroom of the first class.

oh!lose weight!Huh...why did he suddenly gain weight!

Over there, Draco glanced at the long table, which was all child-friendly—a diet high in sugar.

High sugar = high energy = ... will be fat.

Draco pushed the plate away in disgust.

The wand tapped the glass, and the sweet pumpkin juice disappeared, replaced by a traditional drink from a distant Eastern land.

Cool in vain.

Compared with Harry's tears, when it comes to food and body, Draco, who is determined to choose his body, now only worries about the invisible fat on his body.

Anyway... the only thing he was obsessed with was the ice cream from the ice cream shop on Diagon Alley.

Oh, and he doesn't know why he likes something that's equally sweet and greasy.

The first time he saw the scoop of ice cream in a simple glass, he felt a sense of familiarity and attachment, as if he had eaten it before!

Merlin!But that was really just his first time at that ice cream parlor.

How strange!

The first class on Tuesday was as usual Potions class with Gryffindors and Slytherins.

The little snakes are really excited to see their dean back in the auditorium this morning!It feels like... the tadpole found its mother?

Well, well, the analogy is a bit odd.

But, you have to know that no matter how mean-speaking and gloomy a professor Snape is, it can't affect the status of Severus, a short-guard professional, Snape in the hearts of little snakes.

Snape is not only the current dean of Slytherin, but also a spiritual leader and a spiritual symbol. The status of the snake king cannot be challenged. Even though Snape almost never intervenes in the war between little snakes and little lions, but, How should I put it, Snape didn't feel it when he was around, and when the little snakes got into trouble, they had to cover it up, for fear of being known by their terrifying Headmaster Bingshan.

But my headmaster disappeared...

It doesn't matter if you cause trouble, because the principal is not very... er, very stance to punish the missing snakes of the principal, but but...

Seeing Professor McGonagall scolding the Gryffindors who caused trouble, the little snakes in Slytherin silently began to tremble M, woo, why hasn't the dean come back.

Dean, hit me again!

Just like the children in the orphanage envy the children whose mother scolds them, the little snakes feel aggrieved and aggrieved by the disappearance of their headmaster.

Now that the dean is back, oh, this is really...

Very good!Said the little snakes with sparkling eyes.

Harry and Draco were the first two to arrive, and they shouldn't be twins in this grade if you exclude them.

However, this problem is easy to solve. Snape perfectly demonstrated what it means to "cross the river and tear down the bridge". Snape looked at the potion ingredients that had been processed, and a sliver of satisfaction rarely flashed in his eyes.

These two boys are quite talented!

"You can go back." The twins, but of course the non-year-old students who have finished processing the materials have no need to stay here.

So, it's time to go.

"Goodbye, Professor Snape!" The twins groaned inwardly. There was only one minute left for their first class—transformation class to begin. point.

"Wait!" Snape knelt down and carefully looked at the potion ingredients that the twins had processed, thoughtfully. "Seven o'clock tonight, Potions Office, Labor Services."

"...Yes!" George and Fred gritted their teeth.

"You two, sit in the last row." Snape frowned and told them.

Harry and Draco looked at each other in distress, and walked slowly to the last seats in the two rows of tables and chairs.

Soon, Gryffindor and Slytherin were all present, and Ron was surprised to see that Harry and Malfoy were sitting in the same row!

When did Harry become so familiar with little Malfoy?Slipped away at breakfast this morning without him knowing? !

Oh, he didn't admit that he and Hermione were too involved in arguing!

Potions class started soon, and the first-year kids couldn't do it alone, so most of them were in groups of two or three, but Harry and Draco...

Draco was okay, at least he was trained by his godfather since he was a child. Although it was a bit... a little messy for one person to do three things, but it was just a mess.

It's not like Harry, who is completely dizzy looking at the steps on the blackboard, and doesn't know which one to do first.

The other groups don't have these concerns, because... they can prepare materials for processing at the same time, and they don't need to think about which one comes first and which one can't be stored for too long after processing and needs to be used immediately.

Snape patrolled around, saw the predicament on Harry's side, understood it, walked over, and walked around Harry's side, avoiding certain parts that Harry couldn't see, so as not to stimulate someone's fragile self-esteem .

But it was still unavoidable, almost in a half-embracing state, holding Harry's right hand that was knocking on the table anxiously.

Harry froze for a moment, then turned around, only to see it was Snape.

Harry gave a very unpromising shake, Merlin, Snape!

"What are you dazed for?"

Snape leaned over, warm breath lingered next to Harry's ear, Harry looked at Snape tremblingly, oh, what's going on.

"You can..." Snape grabbed Harry's right hand holding the wand, and pointed the wand into the cauldron containing the foxtail sap. "Heat the foxtail sap first... and then..." Snape Nepe picked up the dried red-stalk grass, crushed it into powder, and sprinkled it in. "In this way, it can extend the time for you to operate."

Snape straightened up slowly, and before letting go of Harry's hand, he asked again, "Got it?"

Harry blushed, and nodded indiscriminately, oh, what happened to the old bat today, his tone was so gentle, he must have changed his gender...

"Longbottom! Are you going to blow up the whole of Hogwarts!" Snape was furious, and he threw it away, and the cauldron in front of Neville was empty again.

Harry shivered, oh, it must have been his illusion just now...

The old bat is still just as scary!

After the angry Snape rushed to Neville and scolded him for a while, and saw Harry's frightened and dodging eyes, although his expression didn't change, his heart was really...

Sure enough, every Longbottom was an enemy of potions.

And the enemy of the Potions Master!

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