[Comprehensive British and American] Magic London

"Hey, we're friends." Arthur patted his chest, "Gryffindor never doubts his friends."

"Hmm. Goodbye!" Harry sprinkled Floo powder and called out the address of the principal's office loudly. After a while, he lay down on the golden-red carpet.

Dumbledore was wondering what Arthur was looking for him, but in a blink of an eye he saw Harry appearing, he stepped forward and helped the young man up, "Oh, I'm still wondering where you spent the weekend, so it was Went to the Burrow to play."

Following the strength of the old man, Harry stood up, and sat down on the comfortable sofa under the instruction of the other party, "I have something to tell you." The meeting with Voldemort last night gave him a sudden sense of urgency, and Harry began to I wonder if my previous decision to hide from the principal was wrong.

"Oh?" Dumbledore's eyes widened because of curiosity, he signaled Harry not to worry, clapped his hands and let the elf serve a piece of milk, "I noticed that you always drink milk for dinner. "

After thanking him politely, Harry picked up the hot milk and drank a glass. The elf might have misunderstood that the headmaster wanted to drink it himself, and added a lot of honey to it.

Dumbledore noticed the young man's expression and immediately laughed, "Sweets can make people feel good, Harry, you look too tense."

Harry drank the whole glass of milk in silence, and when he looked up again, his mood had returned to his usual state, "Thank you." From this moment, he decided that there were some things to be gradually revealed to the principal.

"Okay, now tell me what you want to tell me." Dumbledore took out his pocket watch and checked the time. "We can have dinner here. There is plenty of time, so you can take your time."

"On Thursday, I received a letter from my adoptive/father..." Harry briefly recounted the experience of the past two days, focusing on the scene he saw last night and the behavior of the vampire royal family afterwards.

Dumbledore looked at the young man encouragingly throughout the whole process. He admired the other's courage and could understand the irrepressible curiosity. "Do you know who the wizard Fenrir called his master is?"

"I have a guess." Harry turned his gaze to the newspaper on the desk beside him, the huge Dark Mark was shining, and a long snake emerged from the skull's mouth, "The werewolf Fenrir is that person followers."

"It's him." Dumbledore nodded to confirm the young man's conjecture, "From what you said, he has formed an alliance with the female vampire named Heidi, and it should be to gain the other party's power." Besides, the longevity of vampires It must have been tempting for Tom to study, but it needn't be said to Harry.

Harry hummed, "Bloods and werewolves are natural enemies. Heidi can allow the existence of Fenrir. It seems that she really likes You-Know-Who."

"His looks are pretty good." Dumbledore winked playfully, "and he is very good at making use of it." Tom's first follower was Malfoy from the Slytherin nobles, and he was a A complete beauty advocate.

"That's all I know so far." Harry thought for a while that there should be nothing left behind in this matter, but he ignored that from his narration, the old headmaster didn't know that Voldemort saw him.

Dumbledore stood up and patted the young man on the shoulder reassuringly, "Don't worry, you are not fighting alone."

Harry nodded with a smile. He knew this fact a long time ago, and he had a premonition that one day he would join the Order of the Phoenix again.

When Harry thought of the phoenix, Fawkes happened to be flying out of the window with his long tail.It turned around Harry curiously, and finally abandoned the sycamore wood it liked under the surprised eyes of the two, and perched on Harry's shoulder.

"Wow." Dumbledore's blue eyes flashed behind the glasses, and he thought he didn't have to doubt Harry's reliability anymore.

After dinner with Dumbledore, Harry returned to his office on the second floor.S/Nuo was nestling in the wooden house that the house-elf had made after ordering, and when he saw him enter the door, he raised his eyelids and let out a cry.

Harry stepped forward, touched S/No's bulging stomach, and confirmed that there was enough owl food and clean water in the food bowl. "Bring me a letter to Sev."

S/Nuo jumped out of the nest, and very cleverly flew to the desk to wait.

The quill was filled with dark green ink, and Harry thought about it for a long time before the parchment, but he didn't know how to write. "It's been a week, and I don't know if little Sif has calmed down." With a long sigh, a short invitation jumped on the paper, Harry thought for a while and changed the name he wrote from "your friend" to "you." Harry'.After writing the letter, Harry laughed at his own advantage.

Little Snape blinked his sour eyes, and his thoughts were withdrawn from the cute cauldron.In the quiet dormitory, the sound of Wen De's knocking on the glass is very obvious. "At this time, it can't be a letter from Lily." The boy hurriedly extinguished the cauldron, ignoring the potion that was being brewed, and walked to the window with a few strides to let the pure white S/Nuo fly in.

"Chirp!" S/Nuo was/locked outside for so long, pecked the hand in front of him in a bad mood, and then kindly stretched out his leg to let the other party take the letter.

"Grumpy." Little Snape poked S/Nuo on the head, and put it next to Wende in a consoling manner, "Go ahead and play, I want to see what reason your master has come up with this time explain."

The letter was opened, and it only said "Invite dear Severus, come to the flying lesson assistant's office on the easternmost side of the second floor for lunch at noon tomorrow. The signature is your Harry." A heart drawn inadvertently.

Little Snape carried the letter paper for a long time, and finally threw it on the table in frustration.He felt a little strange, Harry was just his friend and tenant, and the other party was completely free/free where he wanted to go on weekends.

but why.How could he be so angry when Harry didn't come forward to apologize as he expected?

For Harry who might show up, he didn't brew the potion for two whole days, um...it must be because of wasting time, yes, that's it.

Little Snape quickly found the reason, so he let go of his entangled mood with a sigh of relief.He returned to the cauldron and wiped out the irreparable potion. He subconsciously went to the bathroom, washed his hair and evaporated the water with a spell, and then lay down on the bed.

Damn Merlin, he could have done without washing his hair.Blame Harry for always talking about potions making his hair greasy and laughing at how he'd be a greasy black bat in the long run or something.

With resentment towards Harry, the young Snape fell into a sweet dream.He dreamed that his grown-up self came home from work, and when the door opened, Harry in an apron was putting the plates on the table, and the two of them bickered and had dinner together.

"If Harry's cooking skills can always be this good... It's not impossible to rent out the house to him..." Little Snape was talking in sleep, with a happy arc drawn at the corner of his mouth.

During breakfast time on Monday, Harry didn't show up at the teacher's table. As a young man who likes to sleep late, he decided to ask the elves for food after waking up.The treatment as a professor is good...Harry babbled and continued to sleep.

Disappointed, Lily complained to Misha about Harry's absence, and went to the Charms classroom with Hannibal who came over.

James, who hadn't noticed this enemy before, clenched his fists and was eager to try on the long table in Gryffindor. "Hey Sirius, watch me teach that guy in class later!"

Sirius rolled his eyes, thinking it would be better to sit with Remus for a while.

The first Slytherin class was History of Magic with Hufflepuff, and Professor Binns hypnotized most of the students with his magical voice.Little Snape sat in the back and had given up on listening.After reading Hannibal's history of magic notes last week, he has already made an appointment for this semester's notes.At this time, he was opening and analyzing an encyclopedia of rare plants, which was on the bookshelf in the Ravenclaw common room.

The get out of class bell rang, and the students returned from their dreams. Little Snape followed his classmates as if they were sleepwalking and went downstairs. When he passed the second floor, he turned around while no one was paying attention.

When it was about to come to an end, a door swung open, and Harry's messy hair appeared first.Little Snape's expression immediately became serious, and he suddenly realized that this hair was very similar to Stupid Potter's!Go back and start researching softening potions, the young potion master made the decision casually.

"I see the time is about the same, I think you should be here." Harry smiled brightly, and quickly closed the door after welcoming people in.He wouldn't admit that there was a house-elf watching out at the entrance of the corridor!

Little Snape hummed reservedly, glanced quickly over Harry's office, and found that the other party's sofa was the same as the one he used in Spider's End.

"Are you hungry, eat first?" Harry rubbed his hands, the scene was a bit awkward.

Little Snape nodded, but still did not speak.

Harry instantly understood that little Sif's anger was still not going well, so he cheerfully pushed him to the dining chair and sat down, clapping his hands, a plate full of food appeared on the dining table out of thin air. "Taste how it tastes."

Just by looking, little Snape was sure that today's lunch was made by Harry.He scrutinized Harry for a long time, and picked up the knife and fork in the other's begging and begging eyes. "Say it!"

This tone of 'I'll give you one last chance to explain' made Harry shiver, and the explanation that was supposed to be made up to deceive the children became the truth.

The author has something to say: Obsessive-compulsive disorder means that in order to write courses without conflicts, I spent a whole afternoon checking information QAQ when I set the schedules of the four colleges

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Many years later, when the little professor came home after class, he was greeted by a Harry in an apron.

HP: Hi Sev, steak?chicken?still me?

SS: Go get dressed first you shameless bastard!

HP: Oh?But you didn't say that last night

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