[HP] This deer is not a deer

What an inexplicable disaster!

Harry shuffled dejectedly into the Gryffindor common room, where he told Ron of his inexplicable encounter.However, before Harry could figure out what to do, he had already finished dinner with Ron and Hermione, and then had to face Snape walking towards him in frustration.

He was literally dragged into the cellar by Snape himself.

Harry felt ashamed of him, but he hadn't done anything.

He followed behind Snape, carefully lowering his head and trying not to stare at Snape. Harry thought about it and didn't realize when he had offended him.

Be careful!Harry muttered.

Uh... if he changed, Snape would still like him, wouldn't he?Although that wasn't his real appearance, Harry followed Snape into the dungeon while thinking wildly, it was so cold in here, it made Harry shiver, Snape lit the candle, but the surroundings were still surrounded by darkness cover.

"Come here, deal with these philo caterpillars, you know what to do, I don't need to teach you."

Unclearly, Harry didn't want to, this thing was disgusting, he took the silver knife that Snape handed him without saying a word.

Snape walked away from him quickly, he heard movement around him, Snape walked to the shelf where the potions were kept, then Harry heard the sound again, the chair creaked back, everything It was quiet again.

Well, Harry sighed secretly, Snape probably found a place to sit down, maybe he was doing something else... This made Harry faint, although he didn't want Snape to stare at him to make things difficult , that would turn into a nightmare disaster.

Harry concentrated on cutting open the caterpillar in his hand, trying not to get wet with the green slime that flowed out. He stared at the thing all night, and Harry wondered when Snape would let him go.

After he killed the first dozens of philo caterpillars, Harry's eyes wandered, and he began to wander around in frustration. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of an extra piece of black robe fabric beside him, and Harry used the silver knife in the wrong hand. Excessively cut the caterpillar in half.He froze for a moment, staring down at the caterpillar in his hand, wonderingly waiting for Snape's attack.

"Control your hands, I don't think my appearance will scare you to the point where you can't help but lose 5 points from Gryffindor."

Harry lowered his head and threw away the caterpillar in his hand, picked up another one, continued to endure the disgusting feeling in his hand, and tried to cut it open again-then he missed the caterpillar's skin, and he punctured the caterpillar. Big stock of gravy.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he nervously threw away the materials that were destroyed again, picked up a new effort and started quickly, trying to make up for the mistakes he just made, but the more nervous he was, the worse he couldn't do it, Harry twitched his hands again , one cut the caterpillar to the wrong length.

"..."

Harry brushed aside the scraps again, and grabbed a new caterpillar.

"—Okay," Snape said suddenly, the silver knife in Harry's hand was taken away by his suddenly outstretched hand, and Snape's palm even took Harry's hand accidentally, although it was very Soon let go.

That hand was slightly cold, but there was still a little bit of warmth, Harry couldn't help thinking about it, but felt that he was ashamed...feeling lost for Snape's letting go.

Harry lowered his head and didn't dare to look up. Snape turned his head and scanned him up and down, as if he was a little surprised by Harry's dullness, but he still spit out the merciless words, "If you can't control your hand , I think it would be more useful to suggest that you clean the toilet for Filch."

Harry blushed and glared up at Snape.

Snape stood beside him with his head down, looking slowly over Harry, his eyes narrowed.

Snape's eyes seemed a little...strange, Harry felt guilty, he lowered his head suddenly, trying to calm down.

Did Snape discover something?

He didn't dare to speak, and just let Snape stand in front of him domineeringly.

"Potter?" Snape stared at Harry strangely.

Harry turned his head, not even looking at Snape.Snape lowered his head and approached Harry threateningly, the tip of his high nose almost touched Harry's eyes, his probing eyes made Harry flinch, and his mouth was tightly shut.

He took a sharp step back and bumped into the table.

Snape squinted his eyes oddly, not seeing anything wrong with the almost threatening distance.Harry panicked, but so what?Snape wanted Harry to be taught a lesson from the bottom of his heart.

He had to admit that he blamed Harry a little bit in his heart.

Harry curled up with his hands at his sides, forcing himself to pretend he didn't care, and stared up at Snape, but his face was frozen, his green eyes flickering away.

His shrinking look made Snape's heart sting, as if some virus had stuck to his body, which made people feel faintly uneasy, and even gradually devoured his ruthless decision.

That feeling shouldn't belong to him.

"Potter." Snape whispered Harry's name softly, and Harry stared at Snape dazedly.

"Don't show me that you're out of your mind." Snape's cold black eyes narrowed, mercilessly attacking Harry's shaky composure, "I should regret that our Hogwarts warriors really Not quite as qualified, I'd rather think you might take more detentions to make you remember what you're doing, and of course I think Filch would be interested in dealing with little troubles like yours."

Harry kept his mouth shut, his wheezing breathing getting heavier, showing that he was angry.

"Harry, don't try to lose your temper with me. I'm not the Dumbledore who dotes on you," Snape's face suddenly turned cold. He seemed to remember something unpleasant, and suddenly said, "I assume you Just missing someone you liked—" He stopped abruptly, and Snape's lips tightened to tell the others that he had accidentally said something he shouldn't have said.

Harry's eyes widened, and his vision suddenly went blank.

"Harry Potter." Snape spat out Harry's name heavily, as if something had changed his mind.

"I didn't ask you to add unnecessary trouble to me here, you'd better remember to clean up all your extra things, Potter," he enunciated clearly, "—Harry, the hero of the wizarding world Potter." He was staring at Harry so calculatingly that the now somewhat sharp and strange words of warning came out.

Snape seemed to be planning something.

He had planned it long ago—Harry's brain buzzed, and his intuition made him realize what Snape was going to do!

"I...I...not-I didn't!" His chest heaved slightly, and he looked at Snape excitedly and helplessly, he didn't understand why Snape would say that, he...was it true was found?

His eyes seemed to ask Snape, why did he know? !

Snape narrowed his eyes, and said softly, "Nothing? Potter. You're surprised? You're too young - there's no hiding it at all. You should go find yourself in a mirror and take a good look at yourself."

"Of course, a little monster of your age will always be filled with all kinds of weird and scary sticky things, but unfortunately it will not benefit everything you are about to face. After all, the Dark Lord will not stand upright. The poor little savior in front of you is no surprise..."

"—No!" Harry was provoked to resist, his mind went blank for a moment, and he blurted out angrily, "That has nothing to do with Voldemort, I just——I like you!"

The entire underground classroom fell into silence for an instant.

That angry rebuttal left Snape's face blank for a moment.

No one could have predicted that this would happen——

Harry's back jumped straight, staring blankly at the blank expression on Snape's face, Harry realized that he had done a terrible thing - but it was too late, he had already said the words.

"Bang-"

Something metallic fell to the ground with a bang, and a burst of sporadic collision sounds came to his ears in a flustered manner. Harry was still in place, but Snape suddenly woke up, his face turned ugly in an instant—someone Spy on their conversation outside the door!

There was a loud noise outside the door, and the door creaked and was pushed away.

Snape rushed to the door and pushed it open—it was Draco Malfoy.

Draco looked up in a panic at Snape who had pushed the door open, he looked up in a panic, was stared at severely and threateningly by Snape, and kicked in a panic to the ground that was broken by him. The oil lamp slipped and almost fell to the ground.

He was pale and stood stiffly in front of the expressionless Snape.

And in the classroom, Harry seemed to be frozen, his mind was blank and he couldn't move. He stared blankly at Snape talking to Draco Malfoy.

"—Draco?"

Snape stared at the stunned Draco Malfoy standing outside the door, Draco seemed to have not recovered, the oil lamp he was holding fell to the ground, the oil lamp had already been extinguished, rolled on the ground and continued to emit With a creaking sound, he was suddenly awakened by Snape's words, and explained in a panic, "—Professor, I just came to find you... Parvati said she saw you in the cellar, so I came..."

"I see." Snape frowned, glanced up and down at the flustered Malfoy, and didn't ask him any questions, "I'll talk about it later, go to my office and wait for me."

Draco, who was still in shock, nodded subconsciously. He seemed to want to ask questions hesitantly, but Snape didn't intend to explain anything. Malfoy reluctantly shut his mouth and looked into the classroom before leaving glance.

Harry was still standing there, he and Draco looked at each other from a distance, Snape closed the door, and this time it was really just the two of them in the dungeon.

Harry blanched slightly, not sure how much Malfoy had heard, but he must have.

He stared blankly at Snape walking beside him, waiting for Snape to make the final judgment—this was another even more terrifying thing.

But Snape had no intention of talking to him at all.

This made Harry feel uneasy. Snape turned his head and glanced at the messy table he had made as if he had never heard his confession. special."

Harry just nodded blankly, and he left alone as Snape said.

Until he walked out of the cellar door, Harry hadn't figured out exactly what Snape meant. Only the loss that Snape ignored filled his chest, and his blank mind could hardly think much.

He ran into Draco who had left before him.Harry looked at him from a distance, Malfoy didn't show the sneer as he imagined, but turned his head and ran away with a strange expression.

...he looked terrified.

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