When HP is a professor dressed as Harry

Harry, who was still outside the castle, looked at Sirius and said to him secretly:

"You...cough, it's time to go back. Come back after you recover your health."

Sirius originally wanted to pester his godson to at least take him to the principal's office, but when he saw the gloomy Snape next to him, he suddenly realized something.

He showed a sad and indignant expression, and said aggrievedly: "Harry, are you dissatisfied with the godfather because of what you just said?"

Before Harry could answer, he turned into a big black dog and ran away holding his heart in a broken heart.

"..." Harry twitched the corner of his mouth wordlessly.

Snape raised his eyebrows at the side, folded his arms and hissed, "Aren't you going after your godfather?"

There is no yin and yang in his words, it sounds very sincere.

This sudden attitude of thinking about Harry Potter made Harry panic again for a moment.

It seemed that when they were alone, the spikes all over Snape's body would subside.

But he still has something to do now, so he can't follow the trend to chase Black.

"No." So that was all Harry could say.

Snape raised his eyebrows again, looking a little pleased.

Harry's mind became more and more ominous, but he still had to bite the bullet and try for a while.

Snape set off for the castle, and Harry hurried to follow.

For a moment, the two of them just walked side by side in silence, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Snape didn't know why, he didn't taunt Harry any more during this journey, nor did he mention when the potion ingredients would be disposed of.

So Harry was able to struggle smoothly for a while. Seeing that the two of them were about to return to the dining hall, he gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind.

Harry stopped abruptly, clenched his fists, and yelled dryly without confidence:

"...Severus?"

Snape was startled.

He immediately turned his head with an unpredictable expression, and looked down at Harry.

"..."

Harry pursed his lips and stopped talking, staring straight at Snape, waiting for his reaction.

Snape's expression looked stern and indifferent, and his thin lips seemed to quickly twist into a mean arc, and then taunted him severely, making him pay for his words.

But Snape said nothing.

He still had that expression that seemed ready to erupt at any moment, and his obsidian eyes silently stared at Harry.

After a while, Snape turned his face away and said flatly: "——If you have something to say."

"...!!"

Harry's face twisted immediately.

Snape actually acquiesced!By default, a Potter called him by his Christian name!Merlin!No reprimand!

This is absolutely not possible!That bad idea turned out to be a complete success!

But fortunately, Black is not here now, otherwise there will be no way to retaliate against Black in the future.

Harry's mind started to think quickly.

Then he had to give Black another way to get revenge.Round up the words "I don't like Snape" first, and then change the condition of "call him and Severus will agree".

...then the only way to take advantage of it is to say that?

Harry thought about it.

"Potter?" Snape's impatient voice called Harry back.

"Ok?"

"Speak up," Snape repeated, folding his arms.

"..." Harry didn't have anything to say, he forced himself to look at himself calmly, started thinking about it, and then said wisely,

"...how about starting a fight club?"

"What?" Snape frowned, a little unresponsive.

"Fighting Club." Harry said it smoothly, "To teach students how to defend themselves in an emergency...is this year's special event?"

Snape's expression turned pale immediately, and he stabbed Harry lightly: "Mr. Potter, tell me, is your brain full of water? Otherwise, why would I hear it rattling inappropriately?" Noisy?"

Harry looked at Snape calmly, and added: "The two professors can fight first as a demonstration. I don't think Professor Lockhart will refuse your invitation."

Snape raised his eyebrows slowly, understanding.

He said in a smooth voice, "Isn't that good for a professor?"

Harry's eyebrows were raised in the same way, and he said maliciously: "But Professor Lockhart always likes to show off, doesn't he?"

The sly smile on the corner of Snape's mouth widened, he nodded reservedly, and his cello-like voice praised Harry casually:

"good idea."

Harry was satisfied now.

Lockhart had run this so-called fighting club in his previous life, and he reluctantly became a partner.Fortunately, he made Lockhart lose face so much that he let out a sigh of relief.

This time, whether Lockhart pestered him or pretended to disrespect Snape unintentionally, the revenge had not been avenged.

Harry narrowed his eyes in thought.

He will not forget that he has always been a very careful person.

The author has something to say: (not an update, but something to say.)

Harry: ...Severus?

Snape was silent (internal): How long did he have to prepare himself to call me that?

It was a very common name for him in the last life, but now he has to bear the grievance and look at me cautiously...

Snape turned away his face and acquiesced: just say something.