The Mortal

then leave.

"Potter." His voice was hoarse, and Snape took his wrist and slowly pulled it away. "enough."

"Enough?" Harry looked at him. "I don't see it. You have to give me a better reason." He lowered his head and moved closer again, but Snape turned his face away.

This is a clear refusal.How could he at a time like this-

"When I said stop," Snape had clearly recovered from his slightly ragged breathing. "Not asking for your opinion."

anything. Harry closed his eyes, took a deep breath and let it out slowly, and opened his eyes again.He forced himself to cool down his overheated brain, trying to put the scrambled nerves back together.

Then take another deep breath.

"Now I really hate you," he finally said resignedly. "But okay. Fuck, okay, you decide."

He didn't ask why. Snape is a smart man, at least much sharper than him - he even doubted that Snape had discovered this long ago, that it existed between the two of them... He didn't know how to describe it accurately, England Words are not enough to describe.But one thing was for certain, they were going to talk about it sooner or later, and if anyone in the world would run away, it shouldn't be either of them - and if Snape really showed signs of it by then, then he wouldn't allow it.

but not now.

Snape pushed him some distance away, there was no sign of lust on his face.

"What you were going to say earlier." He reminded, and Harry set his memory back for a long time before finding what he was going to say - another theory about the incident.

"For Merlin's sake, you can't-" Harry gritted his teeth. "You can, I can't." He slammed the back of the sofa hard. "I'm going to take a shower."

After speaking, he left his source of attraction without taking another look.Otherwise, he really can't guarantee whether he will do something again.

The trouble is, cold water doesn't cool you down very well.While Harry couldn't help but wonder what the temperature of Snape's palm would do to his body, he couldn't help but touch himself - and was a little curious why he hadn't thought of it sooner , not Snape, but anything else that would satisfy a 20-year-old's sexual fantasies.

Obviously, the heated discussion about girls in the boys' dorm didn't bring him much attraction, it was just like that, it didn't matter whether it was good or bad, and Ginny finally broke up because of his lack of enthusiasm-I don't want to be with someone who looks at me A man with no fire in his eyes is together! -Merlin has pity, he really doesn't understand what this instructive comment means.But it is undeniable that apart from some innocuous disappointments, he was really relieved.Sometimes he finds Ginny overwhelming, maybe he needs someone who is more calm and rational, adheres to unique principles but is not persuasive, and can hit the nail on the head despite his harsh words... He will patrol his world with scrutiny body, dangerous and strange as the hands pass, and eventually he'll go into-

Harry muffled the sound he wanted to make deep in his throat.With his eyes closed and his toes curled up, he leaned against the tiled wall to calm the shiver from his high tide.

The water sprayed down from the top of his head and washed him from head to tail, taking away the evidence that could prove something, but not the name he was muttering to himself.

Snape...

Severus.

The difference with Voldemort was that the mastermind of this incident was not as blatantly standing in front of everyone's eyes as he was to declare opposition.It was a high-profile practice that was based on absolute strength, and even if everyone regarded him as an enemy, he was still able to resist and deal with it with ease.And this time?The opponent hides behind layers of fog, and their tactics are roundabout and cautious. In other words-

"He's not strong enough." Harry expressed his opinion, "So he can't fight head-on. All we need to do is dig out the source."

"Just?" Snape said. "Congratulations, this step is really very simple."

Harry shrugged at his rather teasing tone, his resistance has been excellent lately. "Someone deliberately wants to get me out, maybe it's because he doesn't have the ability to confront me head-on. The framing of you this time also proves that he also regards you as a threat. I think this is at least a good thing."

"I sincerely suspect we have a different definition of what is good." Snape glanced at his wet hair, which was much tamer than usual due to the humidity. "There are unpredictable enemies outside, and you don't seem to have anything particularly commendable."

Harry responded by floating the teacup on the table in front of him. Snape raised an eyebrow, and the young man winked at him.

"Looks like the golden boy isn't... useless." Snape took the teacup that was circling stubbornly before his eyes.But even though he concealed it well, Harry, who had been paying attention to him, found a little surprise - for the current wizarding world, wandless magic can indeed be described as rare or rare.

"It's really hard to get a compliment from you." Harry muttered under his breath.

"How many spells can you master?" Snape asked as if he didn't hear.

"Not a lot, I guess. Defense Against the Dark Arts has always been my best subject. I have experimented quite a bit. It may not be as smooth as using a wand, but it will not fail. Transfiguration is not good at all, and I can't speak for other ordinary spells." , I am very proficient in soundproofing spells, but I can't handle a simple clear spring like water, I don't know what kind of rules are followed in it."

"Because you have no idea about the manipulation of magic power, you are just acting purely based on your feelings - the failure of delicate operations involving material transformation is the best proof, and I am not surprised by this." Harry's little show off was overwhelmed At bottom, he couldn't help wondering what else Snape didn't know. "If you have a spirit of inquiry into knowledge, you will find that there are not a few works about magic power control techniques and their theoretical deduction. There is no essential difference between having a magic wand or not-"

Snape paused for a moment, the young man opposite looked a little... lost.

"-but these can be made up for. The most important thing is to be able to break through the barrier and cast magic without a wand, and you have achieved the crucial step that most people have no chance to succeed." Snape saw the boy's green eyes being caught again. light up. "It counts as ... Exceeds expectations."

"You just gave me an E?" Harry snapped at the end of the word and pressed, "You never gave me an E, not even an A (pass). You have no idea how crazy those T's drive me .”

"I'm sure your potions are fairly judged." Snape gave him a savage look. "And, I'm not grading you, unless you're going to write a ten-inch dissertation on the matter, but I think your poor grammar will make it difficult for you to do that."

"Whatever you say, I've received it anyway." Harry found himself unable to stop smiling. "By the way, you are right, I really can't write it, except for the reason of lack of language ability-" He no longer feels that this is some kind of derogation, "Actually, this ability cannot be regarded as the result of learning, it is It is a side effect of a certain magic riot."

"Magic riot?"

"I think it can be called that." Harry thought about the chaos, the room was blown like a hurricane, and the ground was turned into powder by unknown utensils - fortunately, he himself still has sound limbs, and no part has been blown away by the wind. . "It happens when I'm... when my emotions get so violent that I can't control it, it feels like something is rushing out of my body - it's mostly sabotaging, but then I've gradually learned some ways from it, some achieved."

Snape watched him for a moment with heavy eyes. "You experienced magical riots in adulthood, and then practiced wandless magic on your own without any professional treatment-Potter, I have to say, you-"

"I'm a complete idiot, okay, I get it." Harry waved his hand nonchalantly. "At least my little life is okay now, it's all over."

It's in the past.He spoke very lightly, as if there was no big deal between life and death. Snape remained silent with a complex expression, all speculations about the past were buried by the sincere and gentle smile on the young man's face, as if the gloom in a few words were just gossip after dinner - and he had been in the same place before, he knew what people needed How much courage and perseverance can go through those intact.

He never imagined that one day he would start to hate missing two years of Harry Potter's life.

"Actually..." Harry continued. "Remember what I mentioned to you earlier? I think the Muggles are the ones leading the charge. (*see Chapter [-])"

"but?"

"But the news brought by Hermione means that some people are purging pure blood, which shows that the other party's attitude towards pure blood is quite hostile." Motivation, "I asked her to investigate the wizards who were severely injured in the war, and I hope they can gain something."

"And you don't seem to have any intention of going back to the wizarding world to help your friends." Snap