"Sifsyfer! Do you know what day it is?" Early in the morning, Harry was pestering the scariest professor at Hogwarts.

"Huh? The day Hogwarts freshmen received their letters." Snape replied solemnly.

"You—" Harry gasped.

"Oh, thanks for reminding me, Harry." Snape suddenly got up and walked towards the wardrobe.

"What?" Harry asked expectantly.

"I'm going to pick up a freshman today." Snape replied, putting on a black shirt.

Harry froze for a moment, then looked around for his wand suddenly, "Where's my wand? Where's my wand? Time reveals! Today is definitely not July 31st..."

Snape looked at Harry's childish behavior with amused expression, and said, "Well, I'll go first, Mr. Potter."

Harry shook his head, "Don't listen, don't listen... I must have woken up in the wrong way today... I'm going to bed for a while..."

Snape left the bedroom quickly - he was afraid of being exposed later.

Snape was wandering the streets - disguising himself like a Muggle.He came to a payphone.

Naturally, Harry would not be so easily deceived, he had been hiding about twenty paces away from Snape.

"How is it?" Snape answered the phone, and a very familiar voice came.

"Everything went according to plan, the location of the 'freshman' is XXX Street, right?" Snape replied in a low voice.

"Of course..." The voice on the phone dropped into a burst of laughter, "Harry...would like it."

"Yeah..." Snape curled his lips secretly, "Then, see you at the appointed time."

"Understood!" The person on the other end hung up the phone.

Harry on the side frowned and put away his bug ears - he got it from the Weasley brothers.Sev... what are you hiding from yourself?This matter is certainly not simple.

Harry cast a Disillusionment Charm on himself to remove the magic fluctuations, and followed Snape away.

Snape had already noticed that Harry had been following him, but he didn't show it.Quietly walked to the agreed place.

Harry saw Snape knocking on the door of a house, and a boy with brown hair was looking at him—Harry always thought he had seen this boy, but...he didn't seem to have a boy with brown hair and green eyes in his memory ah?Not to mention - the boy is only 11 years old.

"You are..." the boy said, a little restrained.

"Professor at Hogwarts, you'll find out later. Are you... Brad?" Snape asked.

The boy named Brad froze for a moment, then replied, "Well, yes, sir. My name is Mark Brad."

Horse...Mark?Harry frowned, carefully observing the boy... 11 years old...brown hair...well-dressed, not to mention...Mark, Malcolm!

Harry narrowed his eyes, ready to step forward and take a closer look.

"It's over." A voice suddenly came from behind.

Harry's eyes widened in horror—who?Didn't realize it?

He instinctively reached for his wand, but someone was faster than him - there was more than one person!

Outnumbered, Harry only felt a dull pain in the back of his head and lost consciousness.

Seaver...

"... Should he wake up?"

"Oh, it's the first time after all... I may not have controlled my strength well, sorry!"

"If everything doesn't go according to plan, I want you to look good!"

"Oh, enough is enough for you!"

In the blur, several voices came to Harry's ears.

Seaver!He could not have misheard, Severus Snape was one of the people speaking.

As for those people...

"Snape...what on earth are you going to do..."

Sirius.

Hard to do!

Gathering up his strength, Harry raised his head abruptly.

"Ah—" Then he let out a scream.

There was silence for a while, and one person gasped.

"puff--"

"Cough cough cough."

There was a distinct burst of suppressed laughter from all around.

Harry covered his head and opened his eyes, only to see Snape standing beside him, also covering his head, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Next to him were his friends from Hogwarts, as well as his own godparents.

The first generation of the Dark Lord and the greatest white wizard of this century and their appearance Malcolm are also there.

Malcolm's smile was very strange.

Harry froze for two seconds.

"Hahahahaha." Draco laughed.

"Then...Happy Birthday Harry." Nott seemed unable to keep smiling, and said in one breath.

"Happy birthday!" Nott's voice seemed to wake everyone up, and bursts of blessings with laughter came from all around.

"What the hell is going on here!" Harry asked, shaking his head violently.

Snape put his hands over his head and began to explain.

It turned out that this time for Harry's birthday, Snape wanted to prepare a surprise for him, but he didn't have the slightest idea about these things, so he asked Malfoy and his son, and it was Draco Malfoy who came up with the idea .

It turned out to be you!Harry glared at Draco.

Draco shrugged, was it a surprise anyway?

Harry curled his lips, a perfect startle.

Draco scratched his head.

Then Snape lured Harry to their agreed place on the pretext of picking up the freshmen.

"Wait! How do you know I'm going?" Harry asked.

This time it was Bryce who spoke, "Oh, Harry, here are people who know you well!"

Harry rolled his eyes, "That so-called freshman...doesn't he?"

"That's right, his actor is here." Malcolm laughed.

"You guys! You're so scheming!" Harry glared at Malcolm.

It was Lucius, Remus and Dumbledore who attacked Harry from behind.

"They? Why?" Harry asked.

"First of all, the relationship is good." Dumbledore replied, "Secondly, several people have high magical talents. If you ask why you didn't choose Sirius, you think you might be exposed if you choose him."

"Someone hit me." Harry pouted.

"I," said Remus, "ask why... Draco Malfoy's idea."

Draco smiled wryly.

"Ahhh! Draco Malfoy! You're done!" Harry yelled, asking another question, "What are these students in my year doing?"

"We came up with the whole plan." Pansy pointed to the people beside her - Draco, Bryce, Nott, Hermione, Malcolm and herself.

"So, who's on the phone with Sev?" Harry asked one final question.

"Me." Grindelwald stepped forward.

"Sure enough... you are outnumbered." Harry shrugged and said with emotion.

"So...that's the end of the introduction, let's start the party!" Sirius handed the gift to Harry, "Happy Birthday Harry, I can't believe it, you are really with...Snape."

"Godfather, I can't believe I have a godmother." Harry accepted the gift with a smile.

Happy birthday, Harry Potter.

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