Yan Bai of HP

Harry, who fell into a deep sleep, suddenly felt a strong push from his body, and opened his eyes with some dissatisfaction. Harry's somewhat confused gaze met a pair of azure blue eyes.

"Draco? You're back." Harry said vaguely, fell down and tried to fall asleep, but Draco grabbed him.

"Don't sleep anymore, Harry, Professor Snape has been looking for you today." At dinner time, the professor didn't even boil the potion in the cellar and appeared at the teacher's table. When he found that Harry still didn't show up, The horror of that face... Draco shuddered, today's students must have indigestion tonight.Fortunately, upon returning to the dormitory, Draco found Harry lying on the bed, and Draco breathed a sigh of relief. On the one hand, Professor Snape might look better tomorrow, on the other hand, Harry disappeared for a whole day, and he also He was a little worried, but now he can relax.

"What have you been doing all day today to make you so tired?" Draco asked with a frown, seeing the obvious exhaustion in Harry's expression.

Harry rubbed his eyes to wake up a bit. "I found a quiet place to read a book. I've been reading until now. If I feel a little tired, I'll come back and take a rest."

Draco didn't express the doubt in his heart, just nodded, and climbed off Harry's bed, "Go to the cellar quickly, the professor has been looking for you for a long time."

Sighing inwardly, Harry climbed out of bed, looked at the crumpled school uniform on his body, raised his hand and picked up the wand next to the pillow, applied a "clean up" to himself, went to the bathroom to wipe his face, and walked out of the dormitory.

Gently stretching his arms, Harry rubbed his sore shoulders. The tiredness on his body seemed too serious. After thinking about it, Harry still called Noah out.

[Noah?What's wrong with me? 】

【Master, the magic power in your body has reached a critical point, which puts a lot of pressure on your consciousness. In addition, the technique of hiding magic power also requires a lot of mental power.Noah can only absorb magic power and cannot use magic power directly. During this period of time, the energy used to make those advanced potions comes from the master, so the master is so tired, and he can recover after a good rest. 】Knowing that nothing serious happened, Harry felt relieved, raised his spirits, walked up to Medusa, and hissed softly in snake language 【Meet you again, Medusa. 】【Hi, Harry. 】The beautiful snake who has become acquainted with the boy waved her tail and greeted 【You have been called over again, his temper is not very good today,】【That can’t be helped, just open the door. 】【Okay, he told you that he will let you in as soon as you come, so take care of yourself. ] Medusa gave Harry a sympathetic look, and opened the door.

Harry stepped in and saw Snape behind the desk at a glance. Hearing the door open, Snape immediately raised his head. After meeting those emerald green eyes, Snape's eyes flashed Full of anger.

A low, gloomy voice resounded in the room, "Harry Potter! Are you a rat? You've been hiding in the cracks all day. Where did you go today?"

Facing Snape's questioning, Harry hesitated for a moment. He didn't want to deceive the man in front of him, but he couldn't tell his whereabouts. The few minutes of silence caused Snape's anger to rise.

"Harry Potter!! What the hell are you planning?!" Walking out from behind the desk, Snape sprayed the venom condescendingly, "Do you really think you are the savior? Don't you know what self-knowledge is? Is it so difficult for you to be your student safely?"

Listening to Snape's words, even though Harry knew that he was expressing his concern, he was still somewhat angry, and he was still a student?Then he has long been calculated by Dumbledore until there is no scum left, or he is directly recovered by Voldemort as a soul piece for nourishment. He also wants to live a peaceful and stable life without making any plans, but the current situation simply does not allow him. freedom of.He understands that Snape has taken many protective measures for him, but men have too many scruples, the two most powerful forces in the entire wizarding world, one is plotting against him, the other wants to kill him, obviously he is the most powerful. A good one that needs to vent.

Raising his head, Harry looked into Snape's dark eyes, seeing the sparks of anger sparking there, and suddenly the trace of anger in his heart disappeared like that.Forget it..., when did he rely on others before, it was only natural for him to deal with his own affairs, why did he need other people's understanding, if Snape could understand and be considerate, then the world would be in chaos.

Taking a deep breath, Harry gave a slight salute, "I'm sorry, professor, I just read too much, and I don't mean to hide, what can the professor ask me for?"

Snape let out a sneer, have you read too much?Trying to hide such an obvious lie from him, narrowing his eyes dangerously, Snape hissed, "Retention, Harry Potter, until the end, for your bad lies." Harry nodded wisely, According to Snape's instructions, they sat in that chair and read a book quietly, as if time went back to that pleasant time together.After venting his anger, Snape's inexplicably awkward attitude finally returned to normal. This should be a blessing in disguise, Harry thought.

Snape looked at the boy who was reading seriously, his right hand reached up to his left arm, the darkened Dark Mark there reminded him that something had really changed, and it had something to do with the boy, he knew without asking that the boy would not tell him the truth, But, no matter what, he thinks that there are some things that a child should not take on. Quirrell, he should solve this suspicious character as soon as possible. He also knows part of Dumbledore's plan. He will protect the Philosopher's Stone. Evil was faced as a baby, and this child who has experienced all the darkness should not have to bear it again.

This time, he will be the one to stop the Dark Lord's plan, a flash of determination flashed in his dark eyes, he looked at the handsome Harry on the chair, Snape flicked his fingers, sat back at the desk, just about to continue the theoretical research, But suddenly raised his head and looked at the boy carefully.

Just now, Snape only noticed the look of tiredness in Harry's brow, just now he was only concerned about the anger in his heart. Damn it, what the hell is this little bastard doing all this time? !

Harry was taking notes seriously, covered by a shadow, before Harry looked up, several bottles of potions fell on the table in front of him, and Snape's icy voice of gritting his teeth could be heard overhead.

"Drink it all for me."

Harry, who was already somewhat conditioned by the drug, grabbed a bottle of potion and poured it into his mouth...

"Ahem..." Covering his mouth, Harry tried his best to swallow the potion. God, why is it so bitter? Harry frowned tightly and looked at the medicine bottle on the table in pain. This is definitely murder. After drinking all these potions, he would surely die of suffering.

Snape looked at Harry's slightly distorted face, curled his lips ironically, raised his hand and threw a detecting spell on Harry.Harry's side was struggling painfully with the bitterness in his mouth when another roar exploded in his ear.

"Harry Potter! You bastard!! What on earth did you do to make your mental power decline to such an extent!!" Snape looked at the boy on the chair with a rage all over his body, and waved his wand vigorously, almost A bottle of potion flew onto the table under Harry's somewhat frightened eyes.

Professor, I was wrong. I will cover up all the suspicious places on my body and come to see you again. Don’t let him drink medicine anymore. This taste will kill you.Under Snape's zero-degree vision, Harry had nowhere to escape and had to call for help from Noah.

[Noah, think of a way quickly. 】This smell is simply terrifying, what did Snape put in it to cause such a terrifying effect.

【Master, Noah hasn't upgraded to the point where he can change his sense of taste. 】

[You can temporarily make the sense of taste go away. 】

Under Snape's watchful eyes, Harry reluctantly drank a bottle of potion again, my God, is it true that one thing is one thing, in fact, if Harry made up his mind not to drink it, no one could force him to do so, but, After all, the man in front of him has given him his trust, and he doesn't want to have any trouble with him, nor does he want to have any serious gap with this reliable protector. It's so difficult to find a reliable backer who won't betray, so He could only endure Snape's malicious punishment.

【Master, after the sense of taste is restored, the taste of the potion will triple. Are you sure you want to block the sense of taste? 】【...Let me die. 】Professor Snape, I am completely afraid of you. The power of the Snake King is indeed fierce.

【Master, Noah doesn't want to commit suicide yet...】

Snape watched the boy cover his mouth and frown when he drank the potion, and his angry mood gradually improved a lot. Seeing Harry, who had always been calm and composed, showing such an aggrieved expression, the man pursed his lips, and his dark eyes A gleam of joy flashed in his eyes. Seeing that Harry was really tossed, Snape mercifully put away the remaining bottles of potions. Harry immediately breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his entire mouth had become numb with bitterness.

Snape, who was in a better mood, walked back to the desk again. Harry slowed down, drank a few sips of hot tea, picked up the book, and continued to read seriously. , appearing calm and peaceful.

When Snape finished writing and raised his head again, he found that the boy had already fallen into a deep sleep in a chair. Those bottles of potion did have a sleeping effect, but it took effect so quickly to know how much the boy had been during this time. tired.

Looking carefully at the boy's face, the beautiful eyebrows were slightly wrinkled because of the uncomfortable posture, the cheeks were a little rosy, the lip color was still a little faint, and the slender fingers emptied the big book on the chest, The other hand hung down from the chair, and a few strands of hair stuck to the boy's face, trembling slightly with breathing.

Snape quietly walked up to the boy, and after a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand and brushed aside the odd hair. Looking at the boy's sleeping face, Snape's eyes were complicated and struggling, and finally stopped in an empty space. In the middle, loosening his clenched hands, Snape removed the heavy book on Harry's chest, bent down, picked up the boy firmly, and placed him on the bed in the bedroom.

Feeling comfortable, Harry relaxed his frown. Surrounded by the familiar faint scent of medicine, Harry subconsciously relaxed his vigilance, turned over and continued to sleep peacefully.

Snape stood by the bed for a long time, stretched out his hand and pulled down the curtain beside the bed, walked out of the bedroom, and slowly sat down on the armchair in front of the fireplace.

In fact, he really wanted to know what Harry had been doing these days, but there was not a complete trust relationship between the two, and it was impossible for Harry to tell his plan.He didn't want Harry to bear too much, so he was doomed to conceal a lot, and Harry never told him his plan. There was like a barrier between the two. It is impossible to communicate.

In fact, he also understands that it is definitely a fairy tale to keep Harry away from those calculations. Some things must be burdened by Harry. There is not much he can do. He was giving Harry maximum protection as a potions master.

He is keenly aware that Harry has hidden many things from him, and that he can only obtain some fragments of the past through the mind-taking. He has always paid too much attention to Harry's desperate experience, and seems to have ignored Harry's killer Facing the strange magic world, although the boy put away the darkness, he still inadvertently revealed a little bit of vigilance and defense like a hedgehog. .

Although he never wanted Harry to trust him so much, but if Harry acted on his own, he was always afraid that something would go wrong. Which one is easy to get along with, Dumbledore or the Dark Lord, took care of it, haha Li was only an 11-year-old boy, so he might fall into that man's scheme. He had to ensure the boy's safety to the greatest extent, and there were only two choices.

The first one, he got rid of the threat before Harry acted, and the second one, he told Harry his plan, gained the boy's trust, learned his plan, restricted his actions, and kept him away from danger.

Obviously, he can't make the second choice no matter what, even if he knows the clues of his feelings, but if he wants to talk to the boy calmly, unless the sun comes out in the west.Snape grabbed the handle of the chair fiercely, bloody little bastard, it was really unnerving, and with a slap on the chair, Snape went to the tongs and started brewing the potion.

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In the early morning, large flakes of snow began to fall from the sky, and in the afternoon, the whole of Hogwarts was already covered in silver. Harry was sitting by the window, with a paper laid flat on the table. He raised his chin and looked at the silver world outside. It was already the end of the semester, and the students were all reviewing and taking exams. Today happened to be the exam time for the Charms class. Harry finished the papers quickly, and Harry felt a little helpless.

During this period of time, he had to stay in confinement with Snape every night, and even the review was done directly in Snape's office. Although Noah's potion level was far ahead of his Defense Against the Dark Arts course, but at night Those night tour trainings were also forced to stop. He didn't even have time to go to the Forbidden Forest to pick the materials needed to make the potions. Fortunately, Noah made a lot of high-level potions at that time, and the supply at Diagon Alley was okay. ensure.

Quirrell was very restless. In the later period, the content of the class was not as detailed as before. He always appeared and disappeared. The exam simply threw a question for them to play freely. It seems that it is not far from the time when Voldemort acted. Now, this is not going to work. The Sorcerer's Stone must not fall into Voldemort's hands. Harry closed the book and must go to the trapdoor as soon as possible. As for Professor Snape, he can only say sorry, although he knows that the man It's for his own good, but he is not a weakling who is protected by others. After the matter is settled, he can be kept in confinement for as long as he wants... as long as he drinks less potion.

Thinking of the horrible taste of the potion, Harry's stomach couldn't help twitching. After handing in the test paper, Harry packed up his things and walked out of the classroom quickly. As soon as he went out, he met Hermione who came out of the other classroom. With fluffy hair, he ran up to Harry panting, and the red-haired Ron followed closely behind him. He never knew that the Weasley family had loyal dog blood.