[Harry Potter] My Half-Blood Prince

In a daze, Harry seemed to see Snape's face.

Snape is here?

Harry wasn't sure.

His head was blurred, his eyes couldn't open, and he couldn't focus on the face in front of him.

A worried look flashed across Snape's face.

It seems that there was such a picture a long time ago.

Harry tried to concentrate, to see the person in front of him clearly, but his eyelids were already too heavy, and he couldn't open them.

Finally, his eyes went black, and Harry passed out completely.

"Potter!"

A second before he closed his eyes, he seemed to hear Snape's voice.

It was Snape calling his name, and Harry actually felt a little relieved.

When he woke up again, he saw the familiar white ceiling, the disinfectant around him, and the worried eyes of his two familiar friends.

"Harry, you're finally awake." Hermione was the first to notice Harry's awakening.

"Where's Professor Quirrell?" Harry asked blankly.

He clearly remembered the stalemate between him and Professor Quirrell in the basement.

Hermione shook her head not knowing.

"When we went down, you were the only one down there," she said.

"What about Professor Snape?" Harry asked quickly.

Before he fainted, he clearly saw Snape appear in front of him.

Is everything his hallucination?

At that moment, he really felt that Snape was beside him.

"No, you were the only one fainting there at that time." Ron En also said firmly.

"But it's very strange. When we went down to find you, it went smoothly. All the obstacles we set up before disappeared, as if someone deliberately untied them."

Someone untied it on purpose?

Dumbledore appeared in front of Harry, still looking kind.

"Harry, how are you feeling?"

"I'm much better now, sir," said Harry.

"Is that the man back?" asked Dumbledore.

That person, of course, refers to the mysterious person whose name cannot be mentioned.

Harry nodded solemnly.

That lifeless, wrinkled, terrifying face was still haunting Harry's mind.

"Snape mentioned this to me before, and I was so stupid that I didn't believe him, and I almost made a big mistake," said Dumbledore.

Speaking of Snape, Harry felt a little awkward.

All along, he hated Snape so stubbornly, but Snape did so many things behind his back.

Perhaps he should have thanked Snape for his last Quidditch match, since he wasn't one to be rude.

Snape was waiting outside the door, watching Harry quietly.

Dumbledore spoke before Snape could ask.

"The kid is fine."

"Who cares about the kid, I just want to know about You-Know-Who," Snape said.

Dumbledore laughed, he was really a dishonest person.

"If you want others to know your heart, you must open your heart."

"The mysterious man is back!"

There was a hint of hatred on Snape's face.

Back then, the stupid self had followed the mysterious man, and that was the stupidest thing he had ever done in his life.

After losing Lily, Snape's only belief was to destroy the You-Know-Who.

"That child, if you hadn't noticed it early, it would have been a disaster." Dumbledore said.

Quirrell deliberately transferred all the professors in the school to leave Harry alone.

It is impossible for Harry, a first-year child, to fight against the mysterious man. If Snape hadn't arrived on time, the consequences would have been disastrous.

"This is the second time you have saved him. The fate between you and him may have been doomed since he was born." Dumbledore said.

Snape chose to remain silent. Snape had always been ambivalent when it came to facing Harry.

Harry is the child of James and Lily.

James was the person Snape hated the most besides You-Know-Who.

This meant that Snape couldn't be kind to the child.

However, that child has exactly the same eyes as Lily.

After getting along for a year, Snape felt that Harry was not only different from Lily, but also different from James.

Harry is Harry, and Harry is an individual.

Harry was the Boy Who Lived who was brought back by him during that disaster.

Perhaps, Dumbledore was right, his fate with Harry was doomed from the day Harry was born.

"Is he really all right?" Snape said.

He finally asked this sentence.

At that time, seeing the injured Harry in the basement, Snape even wanted to kill the big devil.

He hated himself for being powerless and unable to protect his students.

"He's really all right, Severus, you've done a good job," said Dumbledore, "always has been."

"Maybe we have to prepare early, about the return of the mysterious man." Snape said.

"Perhaps the Ministry of Magic could be informed," said Dumbledore.

"Believe me, the Minister of Magic won't believe this, he'll do everything possible to cover it up," Snape said.

The time in the hospital was always too boring. Ron En was kicked out of the hospital by the doctor after his injury recovered, and now he didn't even have anyone to talk to.

Will Professor Snape come to visit him?

Snape was the dean of Slytherin. Slytherin and Gryffindor had always been at odds, and it was impossible to imagine.

Snape was not in the ward until he was discharged from the hospital.

Maybe I thought too much, Professor Snape really hated him.

Since he was hospitalized, a bottle of medicine will appear next to his bed tomorrow morning.

He asked the nurse, and the nurse said that no such medicine had been prepared for him.

The doctor checked the medicine and found that it is the rarest body recovery reagent.

Harry tried the potion boldly, and after drinking it, his body really recovered quickly.

Harry's two friends also often come to visit Harry.

Hermione studied the potion with great interest.

"This potion is difficult to prepare. Apart from the difficulty in finding the medicinal materials, it also takes a certain amount of time. It is not something that ordinary people can prepare." Hermione said.

Ron looked at the learned Hermione.

"You also know this medicine?"

"Of course." Hermione said proudly, "I've researched this potion for a while, but I haven't been able to make it. I know that there is someone in our school who can easily make this potion."

"Who is it?" Harry asked nervously, he had a vague idea in his mind, but he wasn't quite sure.

"The only one who can concoct such a potion, of course, is our Potions Professor - Snape." Hermione said.

"Even if it was assigned by Snape, it's impossible to give it to you. God knows how much Snape hates us." Ron said.

"Actually not, Professor Snape also helped me," said Harry.

"You mean the last time Professor Snape cast a spell to help you?" Hermione repeated Harry's words in disbelief.

"Yes," said Harry.

If Quirrell hadn't mentioned it, Harry wouldn't have known.

Snape never mentioned it.

"Maybe Professor Snape is not as annoying as we thought." Ron said.

His position has never been firm.

"Maybe we should go and thank him," said Harry.

Before he fainted, he saw Snape's figure in a daze. Once upon a time, he also looked at Snape like this.

"Forget it." Ron En said quickly, swallowing nervously.

Snape's horror index was equivalent to that of a large spider. Only Ron himself knew what a terrifying creature a spider was, and Snape was that large spider.

If he was going through life and death, his two little friends would definitely stand by his side immediately,

But if it was against Snape, then his two friends would disappear faster than anyone else.

Was Snape that scary?

Perhaps seeing Snape on the first day of school, the man's alienation, indifference and meanness exuded people to be frightened.

But after getting along for a semester, although Snape's words were as sarcastic as ever, Harry felt that Snape was not as annoying as his appearance.

Harry stood nervously in front of Snape's office door.

He knocked on the office door nervously.

"Come in." Snape's deep voice came from the office.

Harry walked in.

"Professor Snape."

Harry looked at Snape nervously.

Everyone kept a respectful distance when they saw Snape, but he was lucky enough to deliver it to the door himself.

"What's the matter?" Snape raised his head and gave Harry a cold look, then lowered his head and began to develop his own potion.

"Professor Snape, I'm here to thank you." Harry said sincerely.

"Thank you?" Snape smiled disdainfully.

"Our famous savior Mr. Potter actually wants to thank me?"

Sure enough, the words were still as mean as ever.

"Yes, Professor." Harry said patiently.

"I know it all. During the Quidditch match, it was the professor who helped me from behind, so that I would not fall off the broom."

"Mr. Potter, if you really fall off the broom, then Gryffindor should really reflect on why it always educates so many wastes that are not as good as the previous generation." Snape said.

Harry felt that there was no way he could talk to Snape properly. Seeing that Snape was concentrating on playing with the potion, he ignored him at all, and Harry could only leave in annoyance.

If he turned around, he could see the soft light on Snape's face.

Snape had a small smile on his face, a change from his usual dark smile.

Such a smile made Snape more handsome.

Snape wasn't ugly in the first place, but he used to cover his face with half-length hair, and had a gloomy expression on his face all the year round, so many people ignored his handsome appearance.

The author has something to say:

I really like Professor Snape's upright mouth, his mouth is super poisonous, but his body is very honest