When HP is a professor dressed as Harry

"Well... what a touching conversation, Potter."

Snape walked over aggressively swaying his robe, but slowed down when he came in front of him, speaking in a slippery tone.

He quickly hooked the corner of his lower lip to Harry and then lowered it, and asked sarcastically:

"There was a lot of noise outside the castle, causing most of the students in the school to be unable to eat in peace... What are you doing?"

"Nose - Snape, this is none of your business!" Sirius stared at him with a very unhappy expression.

"Professor Snape, we're just—"

"Shut up, Granger. I just want Potter to explain," Snape hissed, his eyes narrowed.

He completely ignored the three of them as if he couldn't see, and looked down at Harry with a sullen face.

"..."

Harry moved his lower lip, bit the bullet and looked at the three people next to him, and then at himself in front of him, but he still didn't say a word.

Merlin's pants!Blake's bad idea actually succeeded?This is impossible!

Seeing Potter being made things difficult by his godfather, shouldn't he be more happy to gloat!

What should I do now? !

"Ah...I see."

Seeing Potter's sluggish expression and still not speaking, Snape narrowed his eyes, and his dangerous voice became cold again.

"Weasley, Granger, deliberately obstructing other students' meals, go to Filch's to volunteer for a week."

The faces of the two of them immediately became depressed, and they agreed dejectedly.

——No points deducted this time?

Harry glanced at himself puzzled and oddly.

However, Snape misunderstood the meaning of his eyes, and said with an indisputable smile: "Potter, don't sympathize with them, take care of yourself first."

"It just so happens that a new batch of potion materials has arrived, and I will see the finished product within a week, and it may not be completed. And if there are too many damaged materials...you don't want to know the consequences."

"Snape! You are taking this opportunity to take revenge on Harry!" Sirius yelled furiously.

"I'm just exercising the rights of a professor normally." Snape was still smiling.

Harry looked at him even more strangely.

Don't look at what Snape said seriously, but one week is the normal time to process a batch of potion ingredients.Black didn't know about it, Ron and Hermione didn't know about it, but could he be so clear as a Potions professor?

"And you, an... outsider." Snape said, looking at Sirius lightly, "you have no right to criticize my actions."

"Blake, shouldn't you just stay in St. Mungo's and raise your brain now?" He sneered contemptuously.

"Though I don't think you have." Snape said teasingly, giving Harry a quick look.

"Snape, you—" Sirius wanted to yell something, but forcibly held back, and turned his head to look at Harry, as if thinking of something.

His face turned to Harry again, and he said angrily, "Harry! Be sober! Look! What is there in this kind of person that you like!"

When Hermione and Ron heard that the scene was coming again, they quickly cheered up and echoed with disapproval on their faces: "Harry, can't you listen to your godfather?"

Harry just bowed his head and said nothing, as requested.But when he saw his expression at this moment, alarm bells rang in his heart, and his original thoughts immediately changed——

"Yes, I listen to you, I don't like him anymore." He blurted out.

"...???" Sirius, Hermione and Ron were stunned by this unexpected turn of events.

"..."

All of a sudden, Snape's vitriolic tongue that was about to lash out at the three of them was blocked back in his throat.

He glared at Harry in disbelief and sneered, and changed what he was going to do to help Harry go back without losing the wind, and changed it to echo the Gryffindor trio:

"Potter, Potter, this really relieves me."

"Horrible, I can't even sleep well just thinking about a Potter liking me." Snape said sarcastically, crossing his arms, in an extremely mean tone.

Sirius hurriedly looked at his godson. He was secretly pleased that Harry might not like snot-noses, but now he began to worry about whether Harry would be hurt by such words.

However, Harry peeked at Snape's current expression, and his eyes swept across Sirius, Hermione and Ron in turn, and the alarm bell in his heart finally stopped.

He turned a deaf ear to his face, heaved a sigh of relief, and returned to a cold look, saying: "I don't like him anymore, so don't worry."

——Fool yourself first, and he will get back on his own after getting revenge on Black.

Seeing Potter's appearance, Snape narrowed his eyes unhappily, and was about to retort, but he suddenly calmed down.

...he didn't know it all along.

Why is Potter so indifferent to him, dedicated to angering him again and again, making their relationship so bad, and always subconsciously defending him inadvertently.

Porter kept that secret alone, endured the fear and suffering of the rest of his life, and faced him with pretended indifference.

Knowing that he wanted to defend, but deliberately angered him, and provoked him to unite with those who opposed Potter.

That's why just now when Black blamed Potter for liking him, Potter didn't say a word, but now that he appeared, Potter denied everything.

"..." Snape's face darkened.

Porter knows all too well where his capacity is failing.

It really was almost succeeded by Potter again.

He had waited so long with heightened vigilance, and now that little Potter had finally made his move, he would be ready to deal with it.

only……

Harry Potter stood in front of him with a blank expression, as if he wanted to silently confront the whole world. He straightened his back stubbornly, looked at them coldly, and waited for the next accusation.

Snape pursed his lips.

That would be four people against Potter.

Especially the person standing opposite him is his best friend, godfather, and...

Moreover, Potter's current mood could not be seen from his face.

Snape stopped thinking about it.

He still had the same mean look on his face, he folded his arms nonchalantly, but the sarcasm was quietly turned back in his mouth:

"Potter! Who you like is none of my business, go back to the hall now!"

"Weasley, Granger, since you don't plan to eat, the voluntary labor will start now, go find Filch."

"Oh! Why?!"

Ron immediately grimaced and wanted to complain, but Snape silenced him under the half-smile in Snape's eyes.

It wasn't until he was dragged away by Hermione that he dared to protest softly after entering the castle: "Why can Harry eat?!"

"Don't be stupid." Hermione shook her head, "Can you do the same?"

"Although today's behavior has a price..." Hermione sighed and concluded, "but the task should be considered complete, right? Look at Professor Snape's expression just now—"

She didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence.

—Like an old hen guarding its cubs.

The author has something to say: Snape: ...?I wanted to help you, but you backstabbed me?

Harry: ... (haven't had time to speak yet)

Snape: Oh, you needn't say it, I understand.

Harry: ? ? ?