HP Spirit Grass

The return of Sirius meant that the locket placed in Kreacher's place could be destroyed sooner. Harry found Ravenclaw's crown from the Room of Requirement, and handed it to Dumbledore to destroy.

During the Christmas period, Harry spent time with Sirius and Remus at Black's old house.During this period, Snape came to visit once, and he came to deliver wolfsbane/potion to Remus. When he handed Remus the potion, Snape gave Harry a bad look.Harry hung his head, knowing what Snape was saying.Potions tutoring with Snape was not going well, at least for now Harry couldn't successfully brew the wolf potion, and Harry could sense that Snape was disappointed by his stupidity in potions .

Harry thought irritably that Snape shouldn't have expected anything, his potions were always bad, worse than Snape could have imagined.

As Christmas approached, Harry decided to go to Diagon Alley to buy presents for his friends.Harry picked out the presents, thinking of Snape, he must have been alone in Spinner's End brewing potions again at Christmas, maybe if he hadn't received presents, he might have forgotten that it was Christmas.Harry turned into Knockturn Alley, not daring to stay for too long, picked out a book on the dark arts at random, and left.

Surprisingly, Sirius invited Hermione and Ron to 12 Grimmauld Place.Also came Ron's twin brother.Fred and George are very interested in Sirius. Ever since they knew that Padfoot on the Marauder's Map is him, they have always wanted to meet Sirius.Hearing that Ron was invited by Sirius, they also followed.

Ron and Hermione were very happy to see Harry. Hermione happily expressed that she liked the Christmas gift Harry gave her. It was a book on Potions. Harry had seen this book from Snape , he felt that the content of this book could help Hermione improve her potion level.Ron was thankful that he received candy instead of a book to improve his academic performance.

Speaking of candy, Ron complained: "Fred and George have been working on prank candy lately, coaxing me and Ginny into their trap all day long."

Harry said: "Maybe they really make good trick candy, they're good at tricks."

Ron's face turned gray: "Yes, I know, my personal experience."

Ron, Fred, George and Hermione did not stay at Black's old house for Christmas dinner. Black's old house was still very lively, Kreacher prepared a large table of food, and Sirius and Remus listened to Harry's talk about the future.Dumbledore only told them that Harry came back to this time and space from the future, but he didn't elaborate. Harry picked some interesting things as stories.

Talking with Sirius and Remus until late before going to bed, Harry lay on the bed, letting out a sigh of relief, he hadn't felt so happy in a long, long time.From the moment Sirius died, until now.

Dumbledore's Christmas present came late, and Hedwig brought the present after Harry had finished his Christmas dinner. Harry opened the present and found it was a small stone. Sirius and Remus didn't know what it was, haha But Leigh knew that this meant that Dumbledore had destroyed the ring of the Gaunt family.Apart from Najier and the Hufflepuff gold cup Harry placed in Gringotts, there is no way for the time being.The Hufflepuff Gold Cup is handed over to Sirius to negotiate with Narcissa and Lucius.The rest was waiting for Voldemort to come to him.

This time, Harry did not choose to let Ron and Hermione know more. Sirius's identity was aboveboard and he didn't need to take any more risks. Dumbledore would not be dying because of black magic, nor would he use Snape's double face spy identity.Without large-scale wars, everything will be fine.

However, back at Hogwarts, when Harry failed again at brewing wolfsbane/potion, he felt that everything was going horribly wrong.

His cauldron even exploded.

Snape reacted quickly and quickly cast a protective spell on Harry, but he didn't care about himself, his entire arm was affected by the blasted potion.

"Professor!" Harry nervously raised Snape's sleeve to inspect the wound, and saw fine pink blisters appearing on Snape's arm, his hands trembling slightly, "Sorry."

Snape's eyes became hollow, and he said calmly, "It's just a burn. Fortunately, there was no potion accident. It's hard to imagine that Mr. Potter could blow up the cauldron. I suspect that when the elves cast magic, they replace your brains." Became the brain of a troll."

Harry asked awkwardly, "Is there anything I can do to help you, sir."

"Go to my cupboard, third row, second potion bottle from the right, and take it down. I have cotton swabs in my room."

Harry quickly brought the potion and cotton swabs, and Snape sat on the sofa with his arms raised.Harry hesitated for a few seconds, seeing Snape's displeasure, he immediately stepped forward to help Snape take the medicine.

"Potter, what did you do?"

Harry paused, realizing that Snape was asking why the cauldron exploded suddenly, and replied, "It seems that I put... a broken 'snake skin' in it."

Snape grinned in disgust: "I think you should know that broken 'snake skin' cannot be used to make potions."

"Yes, sir, but I didn't know it could explode."

"Smug Potter...why would you put it in when you knew it couldn't be used to make potions?"

Harry knew he was wrong, and said, "I'm sorry, Professor. I will definitely not do this again next time." After a long silence, "Thank you, sir."

It was rare that Snape didn't make any sarcasm, and just told Harry to leave his dungeon now, which made Harry feel even worse.Before leaving, he said to Harry, "I hope you can be more serious about potions."

Harry returned dejectedly to the Gryffindor common room.Ron and Hermione do their homework together.

"Hi, Harry? Are you all right?"

Harry sat down beside Ron and said, "Not very well. I blew up Professor Snape's cauldron."

"It's no big deal," said Ron.

Hermione slapped Ron on the back of the head hard with her book and asked Harry, "What happened?"

Harry recounted his mistakes and the circumstances of Snape's injury.

"Good luck," said Hermione, pulling Ron back to discuss Transfiguration homework.

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Harry originally thought that Snape's burn would heal after a day, but he didn't expect that Hedwig would bring him a note from Snape during dinner in the auditorium.

"At 06:30 in the evening, potion lessons in the cellar until my injury heals."

Harry came to the cellar with a feeling of apprehension. After getting permission, he opened the door and entered. Draco walked out of the cellar without saying hello to Harry.Harry asked, "Professor, is there anything Draco wants from you?"

"What does this have to do with you?"

"I just want to know if it's about Voldemort. You know, Sirius is negotiating with Lucius. If Lucius has any problems, he must talk to you."

"Then why do you think Lucius will tell Draco?" Snape said tactfully, "Potter, come here and give me the medicine."

Harry fell silent, administered the medicine to Snape, and asked, "Isn't this a burn, sir?"

"Obviously, it's not." Snape hid his injured arm in his sleeve, and flung it back vigorously, "I'm going out on business, you've finished disposing of the potion ingredients on the table, and the methods are all in the book. "

Then he picked up the Floo powder: "Spider's End." Harry felt that Snape was not going to Spider's End, but just to keep Harry from knowing his destination.

Harry picked up the book on the table, it was a textbook Harry was familiar with, the Half-Blood Prince's "Advanced Potion Making" textbook, which was filled with Snape's experience in potions.

Snape didn't come back until the curfew was approaching, so Harry had to go back to the Gryffindor Tower first. He wrote to Sirius to inquire about the situation of the Hufflepuff Gold Cup, and asked Hedwig to send it to Sirius in the dark.Early in the morning, Harry received a reply from Sirius. He had gained Narcissa's trust, and he had met Malfoy a few times. Malfoy was still testing him. He thought Malfoy would be able to believe him.

Harry immediately felt relieved.Total peace of mind was foreign to Harry at Hogwarts.It can be said that all his youth was dedicated to Voldemort, and now there is no unknown, but he is no longer a young man, and he is very interested in many things he loved before.Except, perhaps, for Quidditch.

"What does it matter!"

"Why do you insist that this matter is not important!"

"Okay, as long as you think it's important."

"You can't..." Hermione was speechless angrily, grabbed her bag and left the auditorium.

Attracted by the sound of Ron and Hermione arguing, Harry asked Ron, "What happened?"

"Why is she always so self-righteous!" Ron said angrily.

"Oh, Ron, don't say that, we're friends," said Harry.

"But if we are friends, she shouldn't force me to follow her ideas step by step."

"I thought you knew her, Ron. This is the way we are familiar with, isn't it, maybe you can express your thoughts in a more gentlemanly way instead of making a lady cry."

Ron couldn't believe it. "Is she crying? She's not crying."

"Hermione is also a fragile girl." Harry said, his red-haired little friend always didn't realize that strong Hermione also had a vulnerable side.

Ron said dejectedly, "I'll apologize to her."

Harry added: "And communication."

"Oh yes, and communication."

Harry thought, it would be great if the conflict between him and Snape could be resolved through an apology and communication.

The blisters on Snape's arm lasted for two full weeks before they subsided slowly. Harry felt very sorry. Harry had to express his apology to Snape almost every day, but Snape didn't accept it at all.He never accepted Harry's apology.

Sirius said that he could gain Lucius' trust in a few days, but in fact, it took more than half a month after Snape's injury healed before Sirius wrote to him saying that the Hufflepuff Gold Cup had finally been obtained.That afternoon, Harry received a letter from Dumbledore telling him to go to the principal's office immediately.

In addition to the matter of destroying the Horcrux, there is another matter about Voldemort's resurrection.Dumbledore has been investigating one thing these days. Regarding the time magic of elves, he believes that Harry’s body is a pure soul, and Harry is no longer a Horcrux. If Harry is hit by Voldemort’s death curse, he will face That's right, real death.Dumbledore didn't dare risk sending Harry to Voldemort to bring him back to life.

Harry persuaded Dumbledore: "If he doesn't come back to life, we have no chance of killing him. As long as we arrange it, everything will be fine."

"I want to keep you absolutely safe, child."

"Professor, for the greater good."

After hearing this sentence, Dumbledore insisted on his own ideas even more.He stopped looking at Harry and looked away.

"It was my fault. For the greater good? No," said Dumbledore. "It was I who failed your trust, and I who put you in danger. It was all my fault."

"No, Professor, it wasn't your fault," Harry said, "I hope you can think about it, there is no better plan. I can protect myself."

"Harry, I know you defeated Voldemort. But he is still him, which does not mean he is a weak and incompetent being. He scares many people. We know his secret, which guarantees our victory, but It does not mean that there are no unexpected dangers, the future is still the future, and there are still unknowns.”

"Professor, I can guarantee my safety. There can't be a better plan, can there be?"

"It will, Harry."

"You know, Professor, this is an opportunity," Harry insisted.

Dumbledore can only let Harry leave first, and he will think about it carefully.

Harry left the headmaster's office, finding that there was not enough time for him to eat dinner, so he headed straight for the cellar.He is late.

Snape said, "Mr Potter, I thought you had learned to be punctual."

"Yes, Professor, I'm sorry, but I just came from the Headmaster's office, which, you know, is too far away for me to Apparate or use a broomstick in the castle."

"Okay, I don't need your explanation. Please get acquainted with the potion you're going to study today. Before I do that, I want to congratulate Dumbledore's golden boy... oh no, maybe, golden man, finally learned Making the Wolf Elixir, after numerous failures and an unbelievable explosion in the cauldron," Snape said in an exaggerated aria.

Harry seemed to be back when he was 13 years old, so angry at Snape's sarcasm that he wanted to jinx him.

Harry said, "I don't think I have the slightest talent for potions..."

Snape interrupted him, saying, "Yes, you're not in the least bit as good at justifying your actions as your stupid father, being self-righteous, arrogant, reckless..."

"Enough! I'm fed up with your unabashed hostility towards my father, and your prejudice against me because of my father. You know, I don't have a talent for potions, but you arrange potions tutoring for me and laugh at me, Embarrass me. I'm not justifying my actions, I'm just expressing my apologies!" Harry growled, and he gradually lowered his voice, thinking to himself, "How ridiculous I would want to be with Slytherin For his protection? But all he did was because of Lily." He pushed open the cellar door and met Draco who was about to knock on the door.Draco stepped back in embarrassment and let Harry go.

Harry turned into an Animagus and ran in the corridor. He found the room where Dumbledore kept the Mirror of Erised and sat in front of the mirror.James, Lily, Sirius, Remus, Dumbledore, Snape, Ron, Hermione...everyone Harry cared about was alive and they seemed happy.Without Voldemort, Harry would have grown up in a magical family with loving parents and elders who loved him.His father and godfather are there for him like friends, and Harry is never bored with James and Sirius' whimsical ideas.Occasionally Remus would come to visit, and he would be more like an elder to guide Harry.Maybe Peter Pettigrew is also visiting.At least his childhood wouldn't be in the Dursleys' closet.

Harry thought about it, falling asleep in front of the mirror.

Harry felt a large hand caressing his fluffy head. "Harry."

Harry woke up and looked up at Dumbledore.He changed back from his Animagus form and asked, "Professor, why are you here?"

"Ron said he was worried that you hadn't come back all night."

Harry was taken aback: "So I've been asleep for so long."

"Harry, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Oh, thank you, Professor," said Harry. "Just a little annoyance."

"Why not try talking to your friends, they will be more than happy to help you."

"No, Professor. I think I'll be all right soon."

"Then let's go, and catch up with the apple pie in the morning."

Harry was surrounded by Ron and Hermione as soon as he arrived in the Great Hall.Hermione asked: "Harry, are you okay? Dumbledore said that you lived in the medical wing last night. Didn't you take potions tuition with Professor Snape? Why did you suddenly live in the medical wing?"

Harry was slightly taken aback, and said with a smile, "It's just a small potion accident, don't worry."

"Hey, Potter," Draco called Harry across the long Slytherin and Gryffindor tables, "Boom." He shook his left arm exaggeratedly.

It seemed that Snape had told Draco about his bitter potion accident.

Harry pretended not to understand, lowered his head and stuffed the pie into his mouth.

"Harry, ignore Malfoy," said Ron.

"Yeah." Harry replied listlessly.

Even if you can escape potions tutoring, you can't escape potions class.Harry felt very embarrassed, just like now, he was called up by Snape to answer the question.

"What should be done with lacewings when making a booster? Mr. Potter, please answer this question." Snape stared closely at Harry.

Harry lowered his head and replied, "I don't know."

"Very good, the savior who has no talent for potions."

There were hisses from the Slytherins.

Careful Snape.He should have known Snape would have his revenge.

Harry turned in the palliative homework for this class, and Snape "missed" and dropped Harry's potion on the ground. There was still potion left in Harry's cauldron, but Harry didn't fill another tube.He grinned and said, "Very good."

"Hey, Harry, you can pretend again," Hermione said to Harry.At this moment Snape waved his wand expressionlessly, "Clean up."

Hermione said hesitantly, "This time...not anymore." She caught up with Harry, "Harry?"

"Hermione, don't ask me, let me calm down."

"Okay," said Hermione, "I'll wait for you to clarify."

"Harry, you look terrible." Ron also saw that Harry was in a bad state, "Did you quarrel with Professor Snape? Aren't you on good terms?"

"Professor Snape and I, are you on good terms?" Harry sneered.

"Okay." Ron said no more.

Wood was very concerned about the last Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. Harry's Quidditch training was scheduled from Monday to Sunday. Of course, this was also carried out with Harry's consent. arrange.

Harry didn't pay that much attention to that match, it was just that he needed a way to vent.

Wood was very happy that his Seeker was full of enthusiasm for training, but seeing that Harry was exhausted every day, he persuaded Harry abnormally, telling Harry not to train so hard, he believed that Gryffindor had the chance to win the championship strength.Of course, the persuasion was fruitless.

Harry never went to the cellar for potions lessons again, at first Harry was always worried and expected that Snape would come to him in person to remind him of his potions lessons every Wednesday, and then never once.Harry didn't know whether he was grateful or disappointed.

In the last Quidditch match, without surprise, Gryffindor won the championship.When Harry grabbed the Snitch and landed on the ground, his legs suddenly cramped and his muscles became stiff.He fell headfirst to the ground, and Hermione screamed in panic. She ran from the audience to Harry. Fortunately, the height of Harry's fall was not terrible. Relatively speaking, the situation was not bad, he was only slightly injured. .

Harry awoke to find himself lying in the hospital wing, with Ron and Hermione at his bedside.Hermione said: "Harry, you're awake! Harry, you've trained too hard! You know, you broke a bone after you fell, and Madam Pomfrey has healed it for you, but she said you overexercised, The muscle strain is serious and needs to be adjusted. Fortunately, this is the last game, otherwise I think you will regret it."

Ron added: "Wood will come to the hospital wing and give you a lesson."

"I feel sore all over me." Harry moved uncomfortably.

"Okay, next, you have to tell me what's bothering you," said Hermione.

"I just..." Harry tried to confuse him, but Hermione gave him a glare, "I mean... it's like this, it's very simple. I'm late for potions tuition, and Professor Snape is mocking me... I rushed He's mad." Harry went over what had happened, summarizing Snape's sarcasm and what he had said.

Ron said in surprise, "Oh, Harry, you're mad at Professor Snape."

Hermione was unexpectedly silent for a while, then said, "I want to hear about your plans, Harry."

Harry rubbed his head with a headache, and said, "Hermione, you know, I don't have any plans. My apology is to Professor Snape, yes, he said it too cheaply, but I'm always sincere."

"Maybe you should apologize," said Hermione.

Ron said, "But it wasn't Harry's fault."

"Oh, Ron, what were you thinking. Do you think Professor Snape is going to apologize to Harry? Oh, don't look at me that way. I mean, Harry's apology was only for the student's conflict with a professor That. I don't think there's anything wrong with Harry either."

"But why did Harry go to apologize to Professor Snape?"

"Harry cares about him, doesn't he?"

Harry immediately refuted Hermione: "No, I didn't."

Hermione said helplessly: "You have to admit it, Harry. That's it, you have a good rest, I have to go to class later."

Hermione left first, and after a short chat, Ron was kicked out of the medical wing by Madam Pomfrey.

Harry was lying on the bed. Hearing Snape's voice, he sat up and opened the curtain to look out. Snape came to deliver the potion to the hospital wing.Feeling Harry's gaze, he turned his head to look at Harry with that expression of disgust that Harry was familiar with.Harry said, "Professor Snape."

Snape walked over to Harry, stood beside Harry's bed, and said, "Look at you, tut."

"Professor, please forgive me. I was just too angry that day," said Harry, muttering again, "but I reserve your prejudice against me."

Snape said: "Mr Potter, as I said, I don't accept any cheap apologies from you. I thought you knew nothing about potions, but your Quidditch skills are nothing more than that. Prejudice, I must add, you're nowhere near your father, at least I've never seen him fall off a broomstick."

"I just……"

"Look, you're trying to defend yourself again," Snape sneered.

"Very well, you won't be satisfied with anything I say. What else can I say? I shouldn't be talking at all." Harry said calmly, taking his breath, "I'm going to rest, please get out, sir .”

Well screwed up again.Harry lay on his side, and couldn't help crying when Snape helped him close the curtains.

Harry is the Harry who has experienced life and death and wants to repay his love, and Snape is just the original Snape.

Harry thought, seeing and experiencing are different after all, Harry dare not say how good he is, but at least he shouldn't be so satirized by Snape, no, maybe it has nothing to do with being good or not, Snape Just for him.

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Tofu heart, a professor with a knife mouth.