When HP is a professor dressed as Harry

Harry bit the bullet and took a bite of the fried egg, only to feel that he hadn't tasted it at all.

He paused, then forced himself to take another bite, his movements were difficult and his heart was full of doubts.

What's going on with me today?Why do you keep looking over here?Still so weird?

It's a matter of course that I loathe the Potter bastard.But today the distaste and hatred are barely disguised.The scorching eyes stared directly at him, why did his attitude suddenly become so fierce?Could it be related to last night?

Is there something wrong with my expression last night?

"Harry, what's the matter with you today? Didn't you sleep well?" The careful Hermione asked worriedly, she found that Harry's face was a little pale today, and he looked like he couldn't eat.

"What's wrong with Harry?" Ron was burying his head in dealing with the minced lamb breast on the plate, his mouth was full of greasy food, and he looked up blankly.

Harry reluctantly hooked the corners of his lips and shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

After going back last night, he thought over what he saw and came to two conclusions.

He really wanted to save himself in the end.As for the scene of the confrontation with the black... Voldemort, it strengthened his thinking that he should find a way to keep this body and live well.

After all, Potter didn't deserve to die, even if it was just a body.

The only one to be damned is Snape, he is exhausted already... But if he was reborn because he didn't atone for his sins in the previous life, and didn't help Potter kill Voldemort, then in this life he will finish everything well and replace Potter very alive.

It is not until decades or 100 years later, when this life is over, that he can find peace in death.

Snape on the professor's chair saw the boy pursed his lips in frustration, hurt and deep loneliness flashed across his immature face very quickly - if he hadn't been staring at him, he would have almost missed that look.

She actually showed such a hurt expression just by being stared at by him!He hasn't been wronged yet!To be liked by old Potter's son!

Snape froze, gritted his teeth and endured, and added a piece of bread to the plate.

Hold back, he can't go yet.

He continued to stare reluctantly at the Gryffindor table, with so many thoughts in his heart that he almost cursed Dumbledore to death.

Harry put down his fork instead and stood up.His expression has completely calmed down, and no one can see what is going on in his heart.

"Have you stopped eating?" Hermione immediately asked worriedly.

"I want to go for a walk - just by myself." Harry saw Hermione's expression and blocked her next words.

Snape's aura suddenly became gloomy.

Is this playing with him?

He looked at the plate in front of him with an unhappy expression, and strode away with his robe billowing.

There was a moment of silence on the professor's seat, and everyone's eyes swept over in surprise.

Professor Sprout watched the whole process just now, and asked thoughtfully: "Actually, I think Harry still has a chance, doesn't he?"

Professor Flitwick stammered, "What's a good chance?"

Quirrell: ...you stole my lines.

Professor Hooch coughed dryly and lowered his voice: "Don't you know yet? That Harry Potter of Gryffindor fell in love with Severus?"

Professor Sprout took over the conversation with a smile: "At first I thought Harry was just unrequited love... But as soon as little Harry couldn't eat just now, didn't Severus immediately chase him out?"

The professors froze for a while.

Quirrell twisted the corners of his mouth and stammered, "What if, what if Severus just, just happened to leave?"

"But Severus chased him out immediately." Professor Sprout pointedly looked at the bread that Snape had only bitten into on his plate.

The meal was eaten in such a hurry, and this colleague only stared at that one person the whole morning, without moving his eyes, could it be that they were blind?

Professor McGonagall had a stiff face and didn't know what to say.

Flitwick took a breath, and fell headlong without saying a word.

Quirrell's face also twitched: "..."

... The person he thought was a fellow Death Eater now seems to be in love with his master's deadly enemy?

There's a big hole in his heart, okay?

traitor!traitor! !

If Snape, who had followed them out because of a mission, knew what they were talking about, he would definitely want to kill someone.

Fortunately, he didn't know yet, so he was able to suppress his emotions and continue to follow calmly.

Little Potter walked out of the hall and walked outside the castle, standing not far from the gate and looking into the distance.

His back looks lonely and desolate, and there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Snape froze, quickly dismissed his thoughts again, and walked over to sarcasm: "Mr. Potter wanted to freeze himself into an ice sculpture at the door early in the morning? But I have to say, this is probably what I saw Ugliest ice sculpture ever."

The boy looked up at him, there was no anger or sadness in his eyes, but a flash of surprise.

Those green eyes looked straight into his eyes, as if looking for something, but in the next moment, all his own emotions subsided.

"Did you come to see me on purpose?" he asked, before adding, "Professor Snape?"

In the blink of an eye, Snape saw little Potter's elated expression because of this guess.But this sentence hit the truth again, and he couldn't refute it.

"Are you suffering from delusional disorder, Potter?" He sarcastically irritated, and the gloomy air around him was almost materialized. "The professor has no obligation to care about the little question of why a student didn't finish breakfast."

He left a mocking look in his eyes, and walked towards the Forbidden Forest with his robe billowing in great strides.

Harry was stunned for a long time, and a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

For the first time, he knew that he was so angry that he would still keep his mouth shut?

If he hadn't been concerned about this issue all the time, why would he know that he didn't finish his breakfast?

Harry was very sure that he had chased him out because of something, and now he guessed it right and still didn't admit it, with a look of disdain to explain...

Harry thought about it, and his expression brightened.

——If it wasn't for maintaining his image, he would almost laugh out loud.

Sure enough, teasing yourself is the best pastime.

The author has something to say: Yueban's mother: No, no, no!Let you be reborn for the rest of your life just to let you enjoy life, enjoy love!

HARRY (looking sarcastically): Oh, that never includes love from myself!

Snape (gloomily): What's wrong with me ==.

Harry: Uh...