[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

"I, can I not call you a professor?" Harry stood again in Spider's End. At this time, he had changed into a shirt and overalls, plus a pair of standard half socks and brown leather shoes, except that he had no hat on his head. On the contrary, except for dragging a ponytail, he is a standard London kid.

"No." Snape gritted his teeth.

"Then can you accompany me to buy some daily necessities? I don't have any luggage." Harry took a step closer and spread his hands, which were indeed empty.

Don't think I don't know you've got a warehouse on you. "Wait until the school season is over." Snape looked at the little trolls who had invaded his territory, the corners of his mouth twitching.

"Then can I go play with Draco? I really don't have any friends my age."

I want to make sure that kid is not scared to death by you. "Lucius will invite you, or after your request for a visit is granted." He will not agree, because one trip across the country is enough.

"Can I go to Gringotts then? Dumbledore gave me a key, which he said my parents gave me."

If you have less money than that vault, you're not called Potter, "Yes. But again, until the back-to-school season is over."

"So I can visit Diagon Alley after the back-to-school season is over?"

"Yes." Is there something wrong with this?Is it what I understand?

"Can I meet Longbottom?" Harry blinked expectantly.

"Harry Potter!" Snape picked up the child standing in front of him, "Listen, you'd better be honest with me, this is London, not a place where you can do whatever you want."

"Then are you my guardian?" Harry's legs were hanging in the air, and the benefits of the braces were reflected in the physical punishment?He always thought it was because the child couldn't wear a belt.

"Yes." Snape looked at Harry suspiciously, what was he trying to do?

"Then can I learn Occlumency with you? I don't want Dumbledore to know who I grew up with."

"He didn't teach you?" Snape frowned. If Voldemort wanted to use the Savior to achieve his goal, it was impossible not to teach Harry this.

"I'm just a gift he gave Dumbledore. He never told me about insanity and Occlumency." Harry shrugged, smiling on his small face, which was the only value he had ever had.Voldemort had said it to him when he was a child, and perhaps he never knew he understood what it meant.

"Who told you this?"

"I'm not just a friend of Roland." Harry pouted, "So, can you teach me?"

The things in this kid's mind are indeed not suitable for Dumbledore to know, the savior does not need these memories, "Yes."

"They also said that only Dad can teach this."

Snape wanted to just throw the kid back to Germany.

Harry squinted and smiled, but he still didn't call out directly to provoke the professor, otherwise he would be thrown out directly.

"Guest room. Clean it up yourself." Snape put Harry down, turned and entered the potions room.

Harry was in a good mood. He took out two small grass puppets from his pocket and pulled out the pins at the top of them: "Clean up the house, except the potion room and the master bedroom. Hurry up."

"Yes, master." This kind of grass puppet refined in Southeast Asia is no worse than a house elf.

"Let's have another cook." Harry lay down on the sofa in the living room and pulled out another puppet.Before Snape finished the potion, he noticed the changes outside the house, and speeded up the potion preparation while praying silently in his heart.

"Igger, tell me, will he find out if I go out now?" Harry found himself suddenly relaxed, a little unaccustomed.

"Do you think he will teach me potions?" Harry poked Iggy, and Iggy tilted his head, "Why don't you read a book? '

"I didn't bring—" Harry was bored, he laid himself down on the sofa, and fell asleep after a while.

Iggy yelled twice, seeing that Harry was really asleep, a thin blanket covered Harry with a wave of his wings, shook his head, retracted his head into his wings and slept next to Harry.

When Snape came out of the potion room, it was already dark. He saw strange things standing in rows in the living room and a person and a bird sleeping on the sofa. His eyes were closed, but those weird things were still there, and he even turned his head turned in his direction.

Snape sighed and hugged Harry horizontally. Ig stretched out his head and disappeared into black smoke.Harry shook his head, "Sleepy, Nagini, don't make trouble."

Nagini?Snape twitched his eyebrows and placed him on the bed in the guest room.Harry was lying on the bed, and instantly stood up straight. As soon as he stretched out the sheet, he flew up, turning into a long snake and attacking Snape.Snape waved his hand to block, but found that the snake was a phantom, and just as he swung it away, a gleaming sharp knife appeared in front of him.

Harry felt that his wrist was being held in a daze, and he turned over and rode on the other's neck, only then did he realize that he was no longer there.Falling back, Harry's straps were grabbed again, and he circled back to Snape.

"Forgot to tell you, don't touch me when I'm sleeping." Harry saluted a boy scout nondescriptly, and then said, "I'll pay attention next time, I must sleep on the bed."

Snape gritted his teeth, "If there is a next time, I won't let you go out."

"Promise." Harry nodded and smiled: "Good night, Dad."

"Hiss~" Harry lay all over the bed, looking at the closed door, the corners of his mouth curled up. "Egg, you didn't remind me."

'The master is awake, there is no need to remind. Iggy replied in a very characterful manner, and then he slept next to Harry's pillow.Harry sighed that he was rejected by a bird, closed his eyes again and began to sleep lightly.

"Not cute at all."

What is the consequence of scaring the professor suddenly? Harry hasn't seen the professor for a month and a half. After reading the professor's collection of books and potion prescriptions, Harry is lying on the window sill, and Ig is in the room directing the puppet to practice. Shooting, he was grounded by Snape in the name of studying.

'Why don't you write a thesis? Seeing that Harry was really bored, Igg flew over and stood on Harry's shoulder.

"No." Harry stared, Voldemort had never asked him to write a paper.Moreover, he is a killer, so he has no time to write long articles. "I said I would, but Dad won't let me use the potions room."

'Shall I buy you some writing books? Iggy tilted his head and looked at Harry, "You can write a note." '

"Okay." Harry shook his neck, and handed a bag of galleons and notes to Iggy, but he didn't pay attention to one thing, what he wanted was a book with a good article, not a book that taught how to write an article Book.

So when Snape came back at night, he found that Harry, who was usually asleep at this point, was eating potato chips and a brightly colored book on the sofa. There were seven or eight books beside him, and it seemed that he had been reading for a while. .And the golden author on the cover, Gilderoy Lockhart.

"Huh? What are you doing?" The book in Harry's hand was suddenly taken away, and when he looked up, he saw a face about to ascend to heaven.Putting down the potato chips and letting the books on the sofa fly into his room, Harry stood at attention and admitted his mistake with a seemingly good attitude.

"Go brush your teeth and go to bed." Snape closed the book and spent his days with the Yeti, he couldn't believe that this kind of book was read by a kid like Harry.

"Okay, Dad." Harry nodded, and then flattered him: "Can I finish this book?" Snape's face darkened again, "I'll go to bed right away."

Harry called Igg who was on the window sill to run into his room. Anyway, there were two unread books in the room.There was a knock on the door, Harry flinched, and then heard Snape say, "Take out the books in your room."

"Huh? Do you like Mr. Lockhart too?" Harry opened the door and looked at Snape.

"..." With a silent curse, Snape summoned those big books, "It's flashy, don't read it again."

"Mr. Lockhart's writing is very good." Harry protested, bowing his head and pursing his mouth, muttering, fingers still in front of him. "And the story is very exciting, and the grammar is correct."

"Go to sleep and say again that I burned them. See you tomorrow." Snape was deflated, and he found his position less and less firm. "Since you don't know how to write papers, organize your reading notes tomorrow, expand them, and write down your thoughts."

"Okay." Harry looked up. "Good night, Dad."

After the door closed, Snape's mouth curled slightly, and he returned to his bedroom. As for the books in the living room, let's put them away.

In the next few days, Harry asked Igger to buy all Lockhart's sets while expanding his notes, and Igger stood on Harry's shoulder to watch with him.When Snape checked Harry's homework, he found that his writing was more and more standard and gorgeous, without those exclamation words, without expressing personal opinions inappropriately, and without taking it for granted, he had to admit that the writing in the notes was not bad.

'I don't understand why your lord taught you cursive but not letters or articles. Iggy tilted his head, and he was also watching Harry's progress.

"Because I don't need it." Harry smiled, and when he was about to continue, he heard movement in the fireplace.

"Who." Harry looked at the ball that fell out of the fireplace, the Invisibility Cloak? "Hide and disappear."

"Harry." Draco came out of the invisibility cloak, "I wasn't like this, it's because the cloak is too big."

"Yes, yes, I understand this, but why did you come here?" Harry stepped forward and shook the destroyed Invisibility Cloak, turning it into ashes.

"It's my birthday soon, and I invite you over." Draco took out an invitation card from his pocket, it was very delicate, but it was obvious at a glance that it was homemade.

"Thank you very much for your invitation, but, are you sure I can go in with this?" Harry raised his eyebrows, "Or are you sure I can go in?"

Draco's little face scrunched up, indeed, Harry was the only guest he wanted to invite but was not allowed by his father, and Uncle Sev didn't agree either.Harry pursed his lips, he knew since Draco found him with the Invisibility Cloak, "How long will you be out?"

"Not long." Draco pursed his mouth, "And the invisibility cloak is broken, we will definitely find it when we go back."

"How many days until birthday?" Harry took out a puppet from his pocket, looked Draco up and down, squeezed his palm, and loosened it, the puppet turned into a miniature version of Draco.

"Three days, what is this?" Draco's eyes lit up, how did Harry become?He had never seen the Transfiguration Curse used like this.

"You who will replace you tomorrow." Harry smiled, "I will take you to celebrate your birthday early at noon tomorrow. How about it?"

"How do I get out?" Draco nodded again and again. After all, he is a child, no matter how sensible he is, he likes novelty.

"I'll ask Igg to take you. At noon, you will take a nap, put the puppet on the bed, and then say it will grow bigger quickly." Harry blocked the puppet's ears and said to Draco.

"Okay." Draco put the puppet in his hand, "Then I'll go back first."

"Igger, send him back." Harry beckoned, and Igerla grabbed Draco's back collar, and they disappeared together into black smoke.

The next day, Harry got permission to do activities before Snape went out. Perhaps it was because Harry was more obedient these days, or maybe it was because Snape was too busy at the end of the term, so he agreed with Harry, who only wandered around. ask.

But whether Snape will regret it, well, let's wait and see.