[HP] This deer is not a deer

Harry wondered horribly, had Snape really discovered something?He thought about it, and there seemed to be something wrong, but Harry couldn't remember what was wrong for a while.He didn't have much time to worry about it, he just got some news from Cedric about the golden eggs, and the Slytherins were coming to trouble them again.

Malfoy had deliberately cut out a page from the newspaper to humiliate them, and Harry was about to explode.

News from the Daily Prophet! — Hagrid wasn't the full-blooded wizard he himself used to pretend to be.In fact he wasn't even a full blood... His mother was none other than the giantess Friedwafa, whose whereabouts are currently unknown.Giants are cruel and bloodthirsty by nature, and they were on the verge of extinction due to cannibalism in the last century...

Rita Skeeter's ugly toad and toad are causing trouble again, which is more annoying than Malfoy's skunk!No wonder Hagrid didn't come to class!

All that afternoon, Harry and the others had to try to comfort a very disappointed Hagrid, but Hagrid still hoped that they would stop coming, especially that he would win the game instead of wasting time here comforting him.This made Harry very annoyed, and he swore that the Slytherins would never look good, and he would definitely win!

Harry followed Cedric's prompt and opened the damn golden egg in the water.

That was the singing of the mermaid, and Harry frowned. The next level is to take back his own treasure?

treasure?Harry thought of Snape, and he panicked for an instant.Harry could only pray that it wasn't what he thought it would be... How on earth did the Goblet of Fire tell who their treasure was?

The next day, after Hermione reminded Harry, he remembered a more important question, how could he breathe underwater?He felt as if he had fallen into a nightmare.He was well aware that even if, by some miracle, he found a suitable spell, it would be difficult to master it overnight.

How could he let things go to this level?Why didn't he start digging into the clues the golden egg provided earlier?Why had he deserted the class—maybe some teacher had mentioned how to breathe underwater?

And just like that, Harry was poring over those dusty tomes once more, looking for a spell that would allow a person to survive without oxygen, thinking he would soon tire of the library and never want to go back in it for the rest of his life up.

He, Ron, and Hermione spent lunchtimes, evenings, and weekends scouring here—and Harry had Professor McGonagall write him a note granting him permission to use the Restricted Books section. They collected books, and even asked the vulture-like librarian Mrs. Pince for help-however, they couldn't find any way to make Harry stay underwater for an hour and still live to tell his story.

This frustrates Harry so much that he doesn't pull himself together until Friday, as he hesitates to think about another little problem that's just around the corner.

Was he going to see Snape or not?The evening gradually approached, and Harry quickly left the castle. He ran to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and noticed that no one had slipped in. He found a hidden place and waited for his transformation. He didn't really want to go to Hagrid right now. Especially when Hagrid was still sad.

While thinking this way, after Harry turned into a fawn, he subconsciously ran towards the place he was usually familiar with, and he saw Snape again.

It's just that when he saw Snape, Snape seemed a little distracted, and didn't even notice his presence.Harry rushed up angrily and bit the hem of his clothes, pulling Snape's attention forcefully, he thought angrily, who the hell Snape was thinking about?

By the way, he still doesn't know if Snape really likes someone!

Harry thought uncertainly, probably not?Snape was always alone...a hand hit his head suddenly, Harry's head was hit with the back of Snape's hand, and Harry shook his head dizzily.

"Little idiot, look here." Snape said, Harry turned his head and saw a strange 'small package' enlarged in front of his eyes, he paid attention to it a few times, then looked up at Snape blankly , he didn't understand what Snape wanted to do.

Harry didn't even notice Snape's flicker, which seemed a little strange.

He pulled out his wand and muttered a spell in a low voice. A thin string emerged from the wand. He grabbed the string, wrapped it around the weird 'package', and tied it around Harry's neck. On, he glanced Harry up and down, his dark eyes impenetrable to any emotion.

The corners of Harry's eyes twitched, he still didn't understand what Snape was doing, he was sure he felt silly hanging around like that.

"I'm leaving." Snape said to Harry without waiting for Harry to continue to be confused, "I can't keep walking around with you, I will be suspected, so I won't stay any longer, and don't run to the lake .”

Harry nodded subconsciously, and didn't even notice that Snape didn't care about his abnormal behavior at all. When Harry figured out the situation, Snape had already turned around and left. He stood there dumbfounded, looking at Snape As Pu walked further and further away, he suddenly realized that he was the only one left here.

Then let him go too.

He wagged his little tail, turned his head and entered the Forbidden Forest, circled in a circle, and suddenly stopped. He remembered something he had accidentally forgotten... Harry tried to lower his head to stare at the strange thing on his neck, and his mind flashed An idea that Snape sent him?

But Snape giving a deer... Snape giving something to a deer?

Harry shuddered, woke up in an instant, and shuddered all over, Snape...how could he give a wild deer?And, just now, why didn't he feel anything abnormal?Harry thought about it silently, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He ran out of the Forbidden Forest in a hurry, but before he could get out of the Forbidden Forest, Harry turned back into a human.

He almost fell again, and Harry was taken aback. Could the spell on his body no longer last?Unexpectedly, the maintenance time was much shorter than last time. Harry got up on his knees, patted his clothes and stood up, bowed his head to pick up the dropped 'package'.

Harry quietly went to the castle, he secretly found an old classroom where there was no one to hide, no one would pass by here, Harry quietly closed the door, the dark classroom was full of dust, and there were old desks and chairs, Harry drew his wand and whispered, "Lumos!"

The glowing light on the tip of the wand illuminated most of the old classroom. Harry found a complete table, reached into his pocket and took out the small package. something like a bandage.

When he tore open the first cut, the upper bandage seemed to be torn in half, and suddenly and quickly burst, and the contents of the package swelled rapidly--a small explosion with a bang, and Harry trembled, nervously. Staring - a book was squeezed out of the swollen package, and it lay straight on the table.

The cover of the book reads: "The Basics of the Use and Defense of Black Magic". The old book looks a bit thick, maybe it shouldn't be called old, it even looks a bit shabby, but every page is pressed neatly. Neatly, it could be seen that his master cherished his books, Harry subconsciously stretched out his hand and opened them with a little care.

Almost every page is densely covered with small words, some of which are too small to be legible.

That almost made Harry wonder instantly, and the next instant he realized how precious this book was.

This was what Snape... gave him?The flash of joy in Harry's heart completely overwhelmed the original uneasiness. He stroked the cover of the old book with a little tenderness, and picked it up carefully. Might be able to refuse.

——It's just that Snape probably realized that he was not an ordinary deer.

He could never appear in front of Snape again, Harry thought with a little regret, fortunately he gave Snape a letter at the last moment, although he didn't know if Snape noticed it?Maybe he saw it, maybe he didn't notice it, but it didn't matter, right?Harry sighed faintly in his heart, but felt a little reconciled, but helpless.

Time was rushing away again, as if someone had bewitched the clocks to make them run faster.Harry almost fell in love with the book Snape gave him, but Hermione was always suspicious and wanted to ask the way out of the book.

Because before this, Harry had happily lent her to read, but Hermione obviously did not agree with some of the contents of the book, mainly for the owner of the book, because some of the contents written on it were always a bit strange. The sword is slanted, even a little too extreme.

Harry didn't like to doubt Snape, and he thought Snape's ideas were brilliant, but Hermione was right, Snape's methods were too... violent and dark.They really shouldn't have taken that advice, and Harry reassured Hermione several times before he could cling to his beloved little book instead of facing confiscation.

Harry flipped through that old book, as long as he had nothing to do, he liked to flip through it twice, and even wanted to hold it in his arms all the time, which is why Hermione seriously doubted that he would learn the things on it... Then, ha Li found that on the last page of the book, in a small folded corner, there was a small line of writing: ... Half-Blood Prince?

The handwriting was so blurry that Harry could hardly make out what was written on it. He vaguely guessed that the words above probably meant this. The last word was clearer, and Harry confirmed that he was right.

Those writings seemed to have been deliberately obliterated by Snape?

Seems like a marker?Harry silently read... Did it read as half-breed Prince?Or the Half-Blood Prince?

He wondered, Snape... Prince?Harry couldn't help his eyes wandering... Actually, it's not bad, the corner of his mouth twitched, he really couldn't figure out where he had such a weird thought, Harry immediately slapped the weird thought away, but couldn't help but blushed and coughed One sound, he is also... Shameless enough.

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ps: ...I always feel that the surname Prince is so shameful...=///=