[HP] The Curse of Harry Potter and Slytherin

"Sev..."

With the return of Dumbledore, everything gradually returned to the right track and returned to the previous calm. For most people, nothing seemed to have changed.

For some, though, it's a little different.

For example, Harry ran to Snape's cellar if he had nothing to do, even if he didn't do anything, it was a pleasure to look at him.

"Ok?"

Snape sat impassively behind his large desk, his quills rustling on the parchment.

Hearing this call that made people get goosebumps, he just raised his eyebrows, snorted casually, and smartly gave a big "T" to the paper in front of him, turned to the next one, Looking at those crooked handwriting with contempt.

The papers of the little trolls really look like shit.

Harry didn't know what was wrong with him, he was clearly in love with the person in front of him, he should be relieved, but he was dissatisfied, he just wanted to see him all the time.He didn't want to be so naive, but...

"what happened?"

As if sensing that he had something to say, Snape stopped writing, raised his head, and looked intently at Harry with his dark eyes.

Harry averted his gaze in embarrassment, his cheeks were slightly hot.

To be watched by Snape like this is really terrible, I really want to jump on it!

"That..." Harry didn't know what to say, "It's going to be a holiday soon."

"Ah."

"Professor Dumbledore said that I am not yet an adult, and I still have to go back to my aunt's house during the summer vacation..."

Harry looked at Snape aggrievedly.

Snape's black eyes flashed a look of inexplicable meaning, he nodded calmly, "Well, that's right."

Lily's protection can only take effect on the basis of blood, and will protect Harry until he reaches adulthood, so Harry has to go back to the Dursleys' house to maintain this kinship relationship.

Harry sighed in disappointment when he heard Snape say the same, and accepted the decision listlessly.

Forget it, anyway, we can see each other when school starts.

"Sev...will you write to me?"

Harry just felt that Snape wouldn't miss him as if he was the only one who was reluctant to part with him?

The summer vacation is so long...

But Sif will probably be very busy too, the Order of the Phoenix, the Dark Lord's comeback...

Sev has his own things to do, and he probably shouldn't ask for much.

Sure enough, Snape pursed his lips, and after a long silence, he slowly said, "I'm afraid...not."

"Oh……"

Although Harry had prepared himself mentally, he was inevitably a little disappointed.

Snape lowered his head and continued grading papers, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked unobtrusively.

"Now that Professor Dumbledore is back, the charges against him must have been dropped?"

"The Ministry of Magic can't care about any accusations now, and they are all looking forward to Dumbledore coming out to preside over the overall situation!"

"Umbridge was seen by so many people as a Death Eater, and the evidence is solid; Fudge's office was blown up by the Howler letter, and now he has resigned. They chose Kingsley as interim minister."

"Great!" Harry was full of joy, "Kingsley is one of us, so in this way, can the arrest warrant for Sirius be revoked?"

"Uh, it's not that easy, brother," Ron patted Harry on the shoulder reassuringly. "After all, Sirius' evidence of crimes back then was very strong, and it's hard to explain to the public the sudden withdrawal of the arrest warrant. But it's a good idea." For starters, at least recall most of the dementors, so that Sirius no longer has to be forced to hide and hide like before, it can still be done."

"Speaking of Sirius..." said Hermione thoughtfully, "I think there's something different about him."

"It's a little different." Harry seemed to have found a bosom friend, and he was a little annoyed. "He came to school, and he left before I woke up! I have sent letters to him for the past few days and there is no reply!"

"Oh... that," Hermione didn't know what to think of, and actually burst into a "puchi" laugh, "You have wronged him, Sirius was guarding your hospital bed for a long time at that time."

It wasn't until Snape, whose air pressure was getting lower and lower, impatiently chased them away, and the two had a big fight, and finally got to the point of a life-and-death duel, that Professor Dumbledore came to separate the two.

Hermione and Ron looked at each other, and immediately understood that they wanted to ask the same thing at this moment.

"Ahem...Harry, that...is...I mean..."

"Forget it, let me ask." Seeing Hermione stammering, Ron simply went into battle by himself, "Harry, so you really have a crush on Snape!"

"Cough cough cough cough!"

The unsuspecting Harry choked on the saliva and coughed earth-shatteringly. His face was flushed from holding back, and tears were about to flow out.

Hermione was also shocked by Ron's directness, and hurried over to pat Harry on the back, but she was also staring at Harry closely, her brown eyes sparkling with thirst for knowledge.

"Ah... well, well..."

Harry scratched his head and replied falteringly.

"But... this is too incredible! That old bat... ouch!"

Hermione stomped on Ron hard, looking nervously at Harry's face.

"It's okay, Hermione," Harry blushed slightly, "I know it's really weird... It's hard for you to accept—"

"It's okay, Harry, you can tell us slowly," Hermione smiled softly, "but you two...that...same gender, this...is it alright?"

"I...I don't know."

All Harry knew was that right now he just wanted to be with Snape, and that nothing could keep them apart.

"That's a small problem." Ron eased the pain, and leaned over again, his eyes full of adoring little stars, "but Harry managed to fix Snape! My brother managed to fix Snape! Potions professor ! Snape! My brother... ouch!"

"How can that be a small problem?" Hermione stepped on Ron's foot again, desperate for his brain, "Did you figure out the point!"

"But... you two really... don't know?" Ron looked at the expressions on their faces after holding his feet, and suddenly realized.

"Don't know what? What are you talking about?"

It was a strange scene that Ron knew something that Hermione didn't, and it was the first time Harry had encountered it.

"We wizards don't have as many restrictions as Muggles. In the wizarding world, same-sex marriages are also allowed. It's just that it's more difficult to conceive children, but it's not impossible. However, most pure-blood nobles still value children more. So things like this are rare, but not all--a distant cousin of mine married a wizard."

Ron shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know such common sense things, so I'm sorry to blame me for not being able to understand the point. The point is obviously that my brother took care of the big ice cube Snape, the deadly enemy."

"Ron Weasley," Hermione narrowed her eyes, "what's that look on your face? Are you laughing at me?"

"How dare you," Ron said with a playful smile, "how dare I laugh at Her Majesty the Queen who knows everything?"

"You're just laughing at me!" Hermione pulled out her wand.

"Liu Wei Wei, come and chase me!"

"Stop! Don't run!"

"It's nice to be young!" Dumbledore said with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

The wind from the tower rattled his white robes.

Snape, dressed in black, stood beside him, and together with Dumbledore looked down at the three figures running away, gradually turning into three smaller and smaller black spots on the distant grass, There is imperceptible tenderness and affection in the eyes.

"What are you going to do? Even if the Dark Lord of this soul fragment is eliminated, there is another body, and that one is the most powerful. He still has the Elder Wand in his hand."

Dumbledore smiled slyly, "The Elder Wand, the Death Cudgel, the Fate Wand... Do you know where Voldemort found it?"

"He left without telling anyone," Snape shook his head, "and came back with the Elder Wand in his hand."

"I went to an unknown funeral in March," Dumbledore said with a distant look in his eyes, "When a man of great fame died in his lifetime, only me and an old jailer were present. "

"Jailor?" Snape keenly caught the key words.

"Yes, I went to a prison. The name of the prison is," Dumbledore nodded, "Nurmengard."

Nurmengard!Many powerful wizards were imprisoned there, and the most famous of them...

"Gellert Grindelwald is dead?"

Dumbledore's expression was a little strange, it seemed to be a little nostalgic and sad.

For an ordinary person, hearing the news of the death of a notorious dark wizard shouldn't be this kind of reaction, and then contacting Dumbledore to attend Grindelwald's funeral... Snape seemed to understand something.

The Dark Lord of the previous generation, the Elder Wand, Dumbledore, Voldemort... Snape felt as if something flashed in his mind, but he couldn't catch it.

and many more.

"Who was the previous owner of the Elder Wand?"

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, seeming pleased that he had caught the key.

"Before it was Grindelwald. After I defeated him in a duel with him, the owner of the Elder Wand became me."

"So... the Dark Lord went to Nurmengard, killed Grindelwald, and took the Elder Wand..." The clues began to connect little by little, and the intricate things became clear, "or rather, he thought he had taken the Elder Wand. the Elder Wand?"

"My old friend was tired of endless fights, and he volunteered to set up this game with me," Dumbledore took a deep breath, and looked into the distance, his blue eyes were clear and gentle, "The master of the Elder Wand, never It's all me. So, if Voldemort fights me with the Elder Wand, he'll be defeated."

His thoughts seemed to fly far, far away.

"My name is Gellert, Gellert Grindelwald, nice to meet you, Albus."

"Would you like to join me in building a great business?"

"You beat me, I have nothing to say, but it was never me who cast that spell on Ariana."

"You have your way, I have mine. Can you really be sure that you are right?"

"Disguise your wand, Albus, and now that you have it, do something more with it—for the greater good."

"Now, what fear do I have of death? Just to welcome an old friend."

"Albus, maybe you're right. It's a wonderful power to love..."

……

"Your identity has been exposed. Fortunately, we don't need you to inquire any more. You can be regarded as retired." Dumbledore came back to his senses, and looked at Snape with a smile, "New The letter of appointment will be sent to your residence one month before the start of the next semester, so I will let you know in advance. Professor Severus Snape, I invite you to be the teacher of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course. Your teaching ability is obvious to all , and probably no one but Voldemort would have objected. The curse is broken, and I presumably don't have to worry about anything other than the quality of my teaching."

"It's my honor," Snape still had doubts, "Who are you going to teach Potions?"

"Slughorn," Dumbledore said a name, obviously planning ahead, "he is an excellent potions expert, and I have great confidence in his professional ability. What's more, there are some details We still need to ask this old man for confirmation.”