HP's Severus adopts Harry

Entering the dormitory, I found my little blue bed, and calmly arranged my white, fat and lovely pillow and quilt under the complete ignorance of my destined opponent.

As soon as Lan Ze saw Tom, he quickly abandoned his friends and brother, like a hungry tiger rushing for food, the disgraced dog legs rushed to Tom's side and wagged his tail.I looked up at the sky, pretending not to know him.

Draco was hit too hard, feeling that the world is too crazy, he couldn't bear to face it, so he got into his bed early, not knowing why.

I opened the door gracefully, walked out, and closed the door.Look for Uncle Snape's office.

Although I was very familiar with it in my previous life, because of the boundless sea of ​​suffering and boundless labor services, it has been more than 100 years since now.

Although I later became the headmaster and tirelessly controlled the entire Hogwarts. For every headmaster, Hogwarts is completely in the palm of his hand, but I subconsciously gave up on the previous Slytherin heads. I always feel that the monitoring in the office is the territory of the Snake King. According to the overbearing and unreasonable personality of the Snake King, even if he is dead, he will not be willing to watch other people spying on him.

Stepping on the familiar but unfamiliar bluestone road, I seemed to coincide with the reckless and enthusiastic boy in my previous life, and tremblingly went to meet the terrible potions teacher and welcome the baptism of the black storm.

"Hi, green-eyed handsome guy, look at this little guy, he's only in the first grade, so he's being used here at such a young age?"

The snake sculpture on the gate twisted its long hair, gave me a wink and flaming red lips, and started talking nonsense.

I rolled my eyes towards the sky: "What do you mean by using it? It is full of ambiguity. Labor services are labor services."

The little snake of unknown age showed a shy expression like a girl: "My master didn't teach me to speak well. He said that as a snake, you just need to remember the password, so I'm not very good at speaking~~~" The last word is preliminary It is estimated that there are three turns, subverting the tall image of cold wisdom that snakes have always left me.

"Excuse me, are you Geng?"

I told myself that even if he was a snake, he was an extraordinary snake!It is the gate snake of the Snake King!Close relationship with Snake King!I'm going to be a gentleman and communicate with honorifics, although she seems a bit of a rare dick.

"It's more than 1000 years old, it's impolite to ask a girl's age!" The little snake replied timidly, twisting her body into a perfect bow.

I looked at the little snake in front of me, who seemed to be born in the same year and the same month as Hogwarts, maybe it was made by Salazar, and I was speechless.

"Wow," a thunderbolt from the blue sky, the door was opened from the inside, and the person who opened it could only be one—the old bat.I lowered my head and covered my face, it was over.

"Harry, can molesting a little snake increase your IQ? Make your brain as big as a hickory nut the size of an authentic Chinese peach? How dare you do such a thing in front of my office, regardless of the agreement with me, Who borrowed your guts?"

The old bat leaned on the trembling door frame, gritted his teeth and said fiercely, the black robe fluttered in the wind, with a terrifying aura.

Under the baptism of the venom, I kept getting smaller and smaller, wishing to become as big as the silly snake sculpture on the wall who couldn't tell the difference and was still blushing. Die, poisonous bat.

However, the real situation is that due to immature technical conditions, I can't become as big as a small snake eagle even if I try my best.This is the tragedy of Transfiguration not being learned well.

And if I had the guts to actually do it, I bet Snape would have permanently glued me to the wall and ordered the whole Slytherin to come over and observe me and write an observation report titled: On the Savior and the Snake Correlation of carvings.

So I had to be brave enough to reach out a little white hand full of all my hopes and grab the corner of the old bat's luxurious robe, comforting myself that not everyone has Snape's robe corner.

Then he raised his face 45 degrees, blinked his eyes, and looked at him brightly and sadly.

"Humph—" With a disdainful snort, I was rudely pulled in, the door was slammed shut, and the top-quality little snake on the door was still in an obvious nympho state.Tomorrow, I'll paint it pink, it suits it, really.

This is a very spacious office. On a black-heart magnolia stand with a wall high, there are bottles placed high and low. The finished products are placed on it, which looks better. The raw materials are terrible. I saw a centipede with such a thick arm still there. The bottle crawled up and down.

Uncle Snape was sitting peacefully on his Australian red gum chair with first-class lacquer and carving. Looking at his comfortable expression, it seemed that he was very comfortable, and I couldn't help but move deep in my heart.

Then Mr. Uncle pointed, "Sit there." In a lightly declarative tone.

In front of the large, black and shiny teakwood desk, a small old and aging chair was pitifully placed there. One leg seemed to have a broken record, and the crumbling appearance could not be concealed.

It is out of place with the luxurious office, like a dwarf suddenly appeared in the giant country, the gap is as big as Snape's height minus my height.

"Okay." With an aggrieved tone, I moved my buttocks and rubbed against the old man's chair with a big beard.

"Come on, what's going on, you're still late?" Snape sank himself deeply into the chair with enjoyment, his slender legs crossed casually, and stood on the desk that made me jealous.

"Hey," I slid off the chair with a flattering smile, walked around the desk, hugged Snape's thigh, and shoved my head into Snape's arms to play cute.

"Quirrell is dead."

"Quirrell, dead?"

Snape seemed to be getting dumber, just repeating what I said.I had no choice but to take the initiative and be honest.

"Well, I killed it."

"You, why did you kill him?" The deeply suspicious gaze seriously stabbed my heart!woo woo woo~~~~~.

It seems that it is impossible not to show him all the details of my family thoroughly. Thinking about Lan Ze's sarcasm at me during the dinner, I am deeply ashamed.

He can be honest with Tom. Of course, I don't think it will be all honesty. Then I should reveal some exclusive top secrets to Snape, otherwise I will never be able to raise my head in front of Lanze and be the savior in the future.

Rubbing Snape's smooth satin robe, "Uncle, give me a Pensieve, I want a high-end product, a famous brand!"

Snape squeezed my mouth tightly, and smacked my lips a few times with his precious wand. It didn't hurt, but it made a snap.

"Boy, it seems that you have lied to me a lot, hehe!" Standing up, shaking your robe, you walked majestically to an antique pear blossom wooden cabinet, opened the complicated carved glass door, and took out a white stone. Small Pensieve.

I took it with blinking dog eyes, pointed the wand at my temple, and was about to pull out the memory.

Suddenly, a strong force hit my wrist, Snape grabbed me, lifted me dangerously close to his slashed face, and stared at my cold snake-like eyes that I had never seen since reincarnation. Eye.

"Harry, it's fun to play your poor Potions master for a fool? I humbly beg you, think about it," swiped me, threw me on the desk I had been coveting for a long time, and stood with hands behind his back .I rubbed my sore arm, forgive me for his domineering look, I can't see a little humbleness.

"I just accept the whole truth, don't fool me with a little sweetness, otherwise, I don't think I can support the noble savior with my salary." Eyes squinted at me, as if I was with him The years were like my hallucinations.

If I don't tell the truth, he's going to dump me?Does it have to be all honesty?

Well, this is in line with Snake King's domineering, selfish and possessive temperament. If you don't want to be honest with me, I won't take you under my feathers. It's fair.

But, if you really want to tell them all, wouldn't that be embarrassing, thinking about how stupid I was in my previous life, and always fighting against the old bat, Merlin, can you not say it?If I say it, I will be eaten by the old bat to vent my anger.

I quietly raised my head to look at Snape in the low pressure again, Snape took a breath, what kind of face was there, there was no expression at all.

I'm not afraid of him putting on a face that I owe him a lot of Galleons, anyway, all these years have been his food, lodging and schooling, and he probably spent a lot of money, but, but, with his current expression, it seems that I am a stranger same as people?It's terrible, I don't want to be thrown away by him!

I understood with a sad face. It seems that Merlin said that it must be said, and all of it must be said! Being thrown away is much worse than being eaten.