Professor HP is not a pedophile

the next day.

"So you really went? Acting like a baby to my godfather?!" Draco said in horror.

Harry stared at him with wide eyes, "Didn't you tell me to go?"

Draco touched his nose in embarrassment, "Hey, that's what I said, I didn't expect you to dare to go..."

"Draco!" Harry thumped him with a puffed face.

Neville had been sniggering for a long time.

For several days after this, Harry was in a state of anticipation and disbelief, which caused him to peek at Severus every night when he was in confinement, and when he was discovered, he turned pale with fright. turn back.

Severus couldn't laugh or cry.He felt that he had been tolerant enough recently, why did this little thing scare himself like this?

On the first morning of the Christmas holiday, Severus picked up a little badger wrapped in a thick coat but still with a red nose from the cold at the door of the office.

He opened the door and put in the little thing that had been waiting for a long time, and then asked the house-elf to bring the little thing a cup of hot chocolate and a breakfast.

The little thing looked at him in surprise and then at the breakfast, with an expression of disbelief.

"Mr Potter, do you still expect your humble Potions Master to feed you breakfast himself?" Severus said impatiently.

Harry shrank his neck, thanked him obediently, and then sat in front of the fireplace and couldn't wait to finish his breakfast in two or three bites. He didn't care how much he was afraid of Severus, he just looked at his green eyes full of expectation Looking at others, it looks like a little pet waiting for its owner to smooth its fur.

Severus laughed secretly in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He just walked over and grabbed the little thing with one arm and activated the portkey. This portkey was still asked for by Dumbledore. The old headmaster would find time every year to go to Godric Look at the valley.

Godric's Hollow was already covered with snow at the end of December. Since the two had arrived early, there were not many people walking around in this village where Muggles and wizards lived together.

There is a small square in the center of the village, and there is a war monument-shaped building in the center of the square.There are a few shops, a post office, a bar, and a chapel whose stained-glass windows shine like jewels across the square.

The monument has been enchanted so that when the wizard walks by, it will change. Instead of an obelisk full of names, it will become a statue of three people: a man with disheveled hair and glasses, and a man with long hair. A woman with beautiful hair and good looks, and a baby boy sitting in his mother's arms.

Severus cast a Warming Charm on Harry and led him over.

Harry looked up at the monument, his eyes were wide open, and his expression didn't know whether it was yearning or sadness.

Seeing Lily again after so many years - even if it was just a statue - Severus found that he didn't have the heartbreaking feeling that Lily had chosen old Potter.His throbbing and longing for Lily when he was young seems to have been unknowingly worn away by those ten or twenty years of miserable life, leaving only guilt and nostalgia for his good friend.

Those years were too long, so long that he no longer wanted to repeat it a second time.

No matter who gave him this chance of rebirth, he is grateful.Because he finally had the chance to see that person's demise, and finally had the chance to no longer live so hard.It was enough to live the hopeless life in his previous life once. After dying once, he no longer had the courage to persist for so long.

He still feels guilty for Lily, but now he has a better way to make up for it, which is to let her son not have to bear the responsibilities that should not be borne by a child, but to grow up peacefully like an ordinary child .Although the little thing seems to be completely ungrateful at the moment and treats him like a scourge, that doesn't matter anymore.

He looked down at the little thing next to him who was staring at the sculpture without blinking and weeping silently, couldn't help but reached out and rubbed the little furry head, and said, "Let's go, let's go to the cemetery."

"En." The child replied in a low mood, and followed him into the narrow gate at the entrance of the cemetery, stepping and turning his head.

They searched for a while among the tombstones that stood engraved with the names of ancient wizarding families on the light blue silver carpet, and finally found the one that belonged to the Potters.

The tombstone was very clean and looked like it was often cleaned by people. A black and white photo of the Potters was pasted on it. Both of them were very young, with bright smiles like all Gryffindors.Harry bit his lip, tears streaming down his face.He was so silent about his sadness, as if he was used to enduring all negative emotions.

Severus silently took out a bouquet of white lilies from the interspatial bag, knelt down and placed it in front of the tombstone.

"Is that Mommy's favorite flower?" Harry asked softly.

"Ah."

Harry squatted beside him and carefully touched the soft petals, buried his head on his knees, his shoulders trembling slightly, and finally couldn't help letting out a small sob.

He looks so small.

Severus stared blankly at the small ball, hesitated for a while, then reached out and patted him on the back.

The little thing fell into his arms with a "wow" like a collapse, crying terribly.

Severus caught him subconsciously, and patted the little thing's too thin back with his right hand involuntarily.

Hot tears kept dripping on his shoulders, which soon soaked the fabric in that area, and then quickly became icy cold due to the extremely low temperature.

I don't know how long it took, but the crying gradually subsided, and finally stopped.

Severus looked down - the little thing actually cried himself to sleep!There are still teardrops on the eyelashes, and she fell asleep just like that!

Thinking of him waiting outside the office door early this morning, and looking at the shadows under his eyes, Severus knew that this little thing must not have slept well last night, maybe he hadn't slept at all.

Sighing, he activated the Portkey and headed back to Hogwarts.

The door key was dropped off at the principal's office.Dumbledore was taken aback when he saw him holding Harry, and thought something had happened.

Severus glared at him impatiently: "He's fine, just asleep." Then he grabbed a handful of Floo powder with one hand and hurried into the fireplace back to his office.

"Huh? Fox, Severus didn't ask me to take Harry away this time, he actually brought him back by himself!" Dumbledore shouted in surprise.

Fox still pointed his ass at him with disdain.

It wasn't until Severus returned to his office that he realized he'd brought a little trouble with him.He snorted annoyedly, put the little things on the sofa in front of the fireplace, took off his glasses and put them on the coffee table beside him, and covered him with the sofa cushions as usual.The little thing was in a deep sleep, and Severus's not-so-gentle movements didn't even bother him.

Harry didn't wake up until noon.He squinted his eyes and sat up, stretched his body and stretched himself before fumbling around for his glasses.

Severus, who was reading a book on the sofa opposite him, reminded: "Your glasses are on the coffee table."

"Oh, thank you." Harry smiled at him in a daze, took his glasses and put them on, and then realized, "Ah! Professor Sss Snape!"

The child jumped up in fright, and the blanket covering him fell to the floor, and he frantically picked it up again.

"Mr. Potter, I don't remember when I changed my name to 'Professor Ssss Snape'. Is this a new invention of the savior?" Severus said with a smile in his heart, but his face was calm.

"I'm sorry, Professor!" Harry stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, dejectedly, his feet still twitching uneasily, "I'm sorry, that... when I... was in the cemetery..."

"Oh, Mr. Potter finally realized that he tried to drown his Potions Professor with tears." Severus saw the little thing's embarrassed expression, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Because the poor child lowered his head, he didn't see the expression of a certain Potions professor as if his master was teasing a pet, and he was so frightened by his words that he kept saying sorry.

If you tease him again, he might cry again... Severus decided to let him go, "Okay, Potter, how much time are you going to waste my time? Get out of my office immediately."

"Yes, Professor!" Harry nodded with amnesty, turned and ran towards the door, and finally turned around and said "Thank you today, Professor", before running away in a hurry.