When HP is a professor dressed as Harry

"..."

Snape took a deep breath before he could barely hold back his emotions.

His cheeks were almost twitching with anger, ready to settle accounts with his future self, he gritted his teeth and asked, "How could I take revenge on you like old Potter? I—"

—Is it pig brains!

"Professor Snape certainly won't."

Harry felt like he wanted to go back, too, but he wouldn't do such a thing.Fortunately, he has already figured out how to deal with it.

"But there are shrinking potions." He looked up at Snape and said in a deep voice,

"Professor Snape, what if you went back to that age?"

"Same lake, same people. I just need to change the color of my eyes. I can think of at least three ways. If everything is in the design..."

Snape gasped for breath, stared at little Potter in disbelief, speechless.

...if it was really him in his teens, seeing old Potter alone by the lake.

Snape's face darkened even more.

What will he do, the answer is almost ready to come out in his mind.Don't even think about it.

Hang old Potter... humiliate him as he had been treated, laugh at him as much as he could.

This is the scene he fantasized about countless times after that day.

Snape closed his eyes unwilling to continue thinking.

And no matter how good Little Potter is in fighting, he won't resist.

"Potter, you—" Snape's voice was dry, and he was a little speechless.

When he thought of the little Potter being hanged in the air and subjected to that kind of insult, tortured by him as much as possible, with an expression of humiliation and despair on his face, he could only struggle with anger and powerlessness, enduring those things that shouldn't be added. the pain in him...

Snape clenched his fists uncontrollably, his fingertips pricking his palm deeply.

The most important thing is that this is all voluntary by Little Potter.

In what mood was he... to treat his feelings as if they didn't exist, just to let "Professor Snape" undo a damn knot? ?

Harry Potter loves Severus Snape.

...it turned out that I liked it to this extent.

Snape really thought that Potter liked him very deeply every time, but he didn't expect that every time he could refresh his feelings.

Yeah, he couldn't guess Potter with his own mind at all - Potter didn't stop liking him because he knew that memory of him, but chose to do it for him.

Is there anyone stupider than Harry Potter?Is his mind full of Achnatherum splendens? !

"..."

Snape stood in front of Harry, the expression on his face was obscured by the shattered hair on both sides of his cheeks, leaving only a shadow.

The figure in the black robe stood without saying a word, his fists clenched by his side, even trembling a little.

Harry was a little uncertain about his own reaction, and frequently sneaked glances at Snape's expression suspiciously, but he couldn't see anything.

What the hell is this reaction?He has said so, and his words are already very reasonable, so he should not doubt it.Either propose to look at the memory, or refuse to look at the memory, suddenly silent and what are you thinking?

Harry felt that he was becoming more and more unable to understand his own thoughts, and he was really tired.

"Professor Snape?" Harry had no choice but to test out cautiously, "You still want to read the memory—"

The very familiar black robe suddenly blocked Harry's sight, and the warm chest suddenly drew closer and hit his face - it was Snape who suddenly pulled him into his arms tightly, pressing She hugged him tremblingly at the back of his head.

"--?"

Harry's voice got smaller and smaller, and finally died away.

"…………!"

Harry's eyes widened in horror, and he began to struggle desperately to get out of his embrace.

It's over, it's over, it's over! !

—Snape is crazy! !

The author has something to say: The little professor finally got rid of 23333 and maxed out the favorability of the big professor.

The big professor was a little overwhelmed with emotion at the moment, otherwise he wouldn't have hugged Harry hahhh