The Mortal

No, Muggles can't resist that.It's just that its difficulty is so high that its users are almost extinct. If Snape vetoes this proposal, Harry has nothing to do. He doesn't know who else can master this ability.

He thought that was probably why Snape agreed.As for other reasons, he dared not and did not want to think about them.

"You mean...if I want to experience intuitively how Legilimency works, I must actively accept your mental access," he said.

"That's right - if you resist, the little bit of magic I have left won't get into your head." Snape leaned back in his chair, his tone slightly sarcastic.He looked directly into Harry's hesitant face. "It's not necessary. I've already explained the theoretical concept clearly. What you should do is to find a few unlucky ghosts to do the experiment."

"I failed," Harry said, recalling the ineffective experiments of the day. "Just like I can't use Occlumency just by reading a few pages, I can't do it without you. I need to... feel it."

Snape didn't respond to him again.

Now it was Harry who had to make a decision.He knew that this was a gamble, and the bargaining chip was his trust, even deeper than trust.He doesn't know how close a relationship is to make a person willing to be read without reservation, everyone will have parts that they never want to be seen, even in the face of emotionally deep relatives and friends, brothers, or any deep love people.It's not fun.

He firmly believed that Snape was not the kind of bastard who would publicize other people's privacy, but he was afraid that Snape's eyes would lose warmth when he watched him.He can accept the embarrassment and shame of being bumped into an embarrassing incident, but he can't imagine the disappointment on Snape's face when he finds out that he is no longer the completely bright savior. At this point, he hides his hesitation, but he is afraid of seeing deja vu coldness and disgust.

But Snape was a cunning man.

"If you'd taught me," Harry said quietly. "In the future, I will face the risk of being captured by my Legilimency."

"That requires you to complete the premise first." Snape looked at him indifferently.

Harry froze for a moment, then laughed, shallow and helpless. "You look as if you hope I can't. That's not going to work, Professor."

"I just prefer to believe in objective probability."

"I said I wouldn't do that. You can trust me." Harry thought for a moment. "Although that still sounds very tempting. But first of all, I have to face the danger of being dissected by you. It's really fair, and you are really cunning."

"Have you decided yet?" Snape began to ask him impatiently. "I've wasted enough time. And you've got to do enough labor to make up for it."

"Okay." Harry answered him. "Just waste some more. Then I can spend my whole life making it up to you."

It's really hard to let go of one's instincts in someone who's almost used Occlumency as a reflex. Harry tried every means to suppress the defense, but the success rate was still close to zero. Snape's magic was weak enough for just one lumo, so he had to have the slightest sense of rebellion in the true sense.

"I just have one request." Harry said, frowning, meaning. "Don't do it the old way. I realized later that you were provoking me to show me off, but don't do it this time."

"No. You think too highly of me." Snape denied. "My malice towards you will not be faked, they all come from the heart."

"Just keep saying that." Harry shook his head lightly, insisting on his own judgment.

They tried two more times after that, but it didn't work out very well.For a brief moment, perhaps not even a second, Snape managed to penetrate into the young man's head, and he had only time to glimpse a fleeting glimpse of the woods before he was quickly pushed out.

"Probably more than half of this is due to you training me so well." Harry blinked some sore eyes.Why did the person who invented the spell stipulate eye contact? It was hard for him to think of anything else when he looked directly at Snape.

"I doubt it," Snape said in a too dismissive tone. "Maybe it's just that this exercise doesn't work between you and me."

Not like that. Harry pursed his lips, trying hard to think which segment the just-explored picture belonged to.It may be the Forbidden Forest, and there are no good memories associated with it, so he reacted driven by a sense of crisis.

"Please try again," he said.

Snape watched him appraisingly, as if wondering if it was necessary to continue.They stood facing each other about three feet apart, and the biggest difference compared to a few years ago was that the atmosphere tended to be calmer, far less serious than wanting to kill each other.

"Empty your mind, and don't deliberately push out other memories to interfere," he said finally. "Your only concern is to experience the way I penetrate, if you haven't lost sight of the purpose of this lousy activity."

It might be a little bad, if you have to make a prediction. Harry nodded, and then he saw Snape take a small step forward so that there were only two feet between them.It made him agonize over that if he succeeded, his memory of being seen first must be related to Snape, after all they were so close and his heart was beating so fast, there was no way.

"Potter," Snape reminded him. "look at me."

He subconsciously met the black eyes, and at the same time his consciousness was pulled into another picture.

Still the same woods.For a moment Harry wondered what was so tenaciously entrenched in his mind that it had been used as an entry point twice in a row.To be honest, he was afraid that it would be the scene in the bathroom a few days ago, saying the name of the former professor while taking a shower is not a good sign, he can't imagine if Snape will be furious or do something to him-

But soon he lost his sense of humor.He saw the gradually perfected scene, the color of the picture changed from monotonous to clear layers, noisy and chaotic sounds began to pour in, even the wind blowing on his face, the experience of temperature, and the huge fear at that moment. Snape lay down on the grass, red blood gushing out of his neck, he tried to block it with his hands but his whole body was stiff and unable to move.He saw Snape draw silver smoke floating in the air, and he heard him say look at me.

Harry thought he could face this scene calmly, but when it happened, he still felt as cold as being immersed in the deep sea.Especially when he began to understand how he was loving this person, the feeling became different again, and the two emotions that spanned time overlapped like a hanging.

"What are you doing," Snape reprimanded sternly. "Don't be an idiot with amnesia. Take my mental trajectory."

The scene briefly switched back to reality, and Harry realized that they had gotten closer at some point, Snape used his hand to straighten his head, which was about to turn away, and then pressed close to his face oppressively, their noses touched, close Enough to count each other's eyelashes.

He returned to memory again.

When he focused his consciousness on the place of attention, he was more aware of the way outsiders entered. Snape's mental tentacles were not as aggressive as his words, but were caressing very gently. Harry approached tentatively, using his mental power to touch it curiously. Before that, he seemed to read a trace of rejection, but before he had time to think about it, he had already melted into it.

you downright-

Snape's rage came and went abruptly in his consciousness.It was odd, Snape didn't actually say the words, but he just listened - or read.

What's this? Harry tried to ask inwardly.

You can't just do what you're supposed to do, Potter.His displeasure is palpable and at the same time palpable.If you go one step further, such as following my thinking backwards - Harry is sure that this has escalated into gnashing of teeth, and he can't help but flinch in guilt - just like you did before, I promise, your end, absolutely, will be very miserable.

……I swear. Harry paused for a moment.I don't quite understand how to separate again, but I want to maintain this connection so that I can understand the operation of Legilimency more clearly from your perspective?

Very slowly, the other end calms down.Yes, Snape replied sarcastically, follow me, if you do anything unnecessary we'll call it a day.I mean that's all there is to it.

This threat is very effective against young people. Harry didn't dare to make any more movements, and followed Snape cautiously and silently.It feels a bit like he becomes his own bystander to refer to the brain that belongs to him, he is no longer affected by the memory of himself, which makes it easier for him to get out of certain emotional crises.And at the same time, he got closer to empathizing with Snape, they bonded.

They came to the Gryffindor common room.

This eased Harry's nervousness a lot, and Snape snorted coldly and accelerated the speed of browsing.So Harry realized that mind reading is very similar to reading a book, you can skip the parts you are not interested in and fast forward, or stop and watch carefully.

Maybe it sensed his thoughts, and the fast-forward picture returned to normal.at this time