Professor HP is not a pedophile

Severus found the small wooden house built on the reef according to the last location where the notice was sent, and then directly opened the crumbling broken wooden door with an "alahoo hole".

"I want you to leave immediately, sir!" said the man in the cabin, as fat as Hagrid, bluffing, "You're trespassing!"

Severus glanced at him coldly, and looked at Petunia Dursley impatiently, "Penny Evans, I think you remember me?"

Petunia yelled at him in horror, "You're that Snape from Spider's End! What are you doing?!"

"Don't talk nonsense, where is Lily's son?" Severus cast a petrifying curse on Vernon Dursley, "I don't have time to waste, maybe you would rather I put a jinx on your husband? Haha Leigh Potter hand it over."

"Don't you!" screamed Petunia. "Lily's son is a normal man! I won't let you take him into your ridiculous world!"

Severus glanced around, then strode up to the skinny boy huddled in the corner, "It's up to you," he grabbed the boy's tiny arm and pulled him to his side, then asked him with a bow, "Huh Leigh Potter?"

The savior, who was just as tall as his waist, timidly raised his head and glanced at him quickly, his big watery green eyes were full of panic, "Yes, sir."

He snorted in displeasure. This savior was completely different from what he had seen in his previous life. He didn't look like an old Potter arrogance at all. Instead, he looked like an abused child. Dumbledore's portrait said that the savior had a bad life when he was a child, but he didn't see it intuitively. However, at this moment, the boy with thinner arms than his wrists couldn't help but start to doubt his previous life. cognition.

Petunia suddenly rushed over and grabbed Harry's other arm. Although she was trembling with fear, she still stubbornly said, "I won't let you take him away! Although this damned brat never knows how to be grateful, but He is my sister's only child! You have already taken her life, why don't you let go of her child!"

Harry looked at her in surprise, and murmured as if he had never seen her before, "Aunt Petunia..."

She glared at him fiercely, "Boy, you are not allowed to go with him, do you understand?"

He nodded obediently, and managed to get away from Severus' hand and hide behind her.

Severus sneered, and looked at Petunia from head to toe, "I didn't expect you to have a little conscience, but since you can raise your sister's son like a malnourished abused child, you must have a little conscience." It's not much. Petunia Evans, think about your husband and son, do you want them all to die at the hands of those people or do you want your sister's son to return to his world, and then your family will live a happy life? Live a peaceful life?" Relying on the woman's ignorance of the wizarding world, he deceived her without changing his face.

Dudley Dursley, who was huddled in a corner, yelled in horror, "No! Mom! I don't want to die! Let him take stupid Harry away!"

Petunia looked at her son, then at her immobile husband, gritted her teeth, and pushed Harry out behind her.

Even though the light in the room was very dim, Severus could clearly see a sense of abandonment flickering in the boy's green eyes, and the pale little face suddenly turned gray.Even so, the boy didn't say anything, just silently maintained the standing posture when he was pushed out by his only relative.

His mood suddenly became inexplicably bad, and he said coldly to the little boy: "Potter, I think you should have received a letter from Hogwarts?"

Harry looked up at him in surprise. "Sir, do you mean... those letters from owls? I didn't get to see..."

"Tsk!" Severus impatiently took out the admission letter that belonged to Harry and handed it to him, "Hogwarts is the only wizarding school in the UK, your parents graduated from there, you will Go to school in September this year, read your admission letter."

Harry took the letter and asked hesitantly, "Sir, do you know my parents?" His blue eyes were full of cautious expectations.

"They're wizards, if that's what you want to know," Severus explained casually, and then realized that he seemed too pleasant to the boy, and couldn't help but blush, "Read your letter! Don't Let me say it for the third time! Your stupid questions will be told by countless people after school!"

Harry lowered his head in panic, read the letter by the faint light of the bonfire in the house, and then said cautiously: "I'm sorry, sir, does this Hogwarts teach magic? I mean...that kind of strange power, Is it magic? So... am I not a monster?"

Severus's pupils shrank, his voice was so cold that it could fall out of ice, and he answered him through gritted teeth: "You are a wizard, Potter! Don't let the stupid words of Muggles fill your empty brain! And I, unfortunately, will be your potions professor," he lowered his head and stared at the boy coldly, "don't ask unnecessary questions, Potter, do you want to study at Hogwarts?"

Harry glanced back at his aunt, and whispered sadly, "I listen to you, sir." His small body trembled slightly.

Severus undid Vernon Dursley's petrification with a flick of his wand, grabbed the boy's arm and apparated back to Spider's End.He didn't want to bring a Potter to his estate, but Dumbledore asked, and he was never in a position to refuse the bloody old bee's request.

As soon as Harry landed on the ground, he bent down and started to retch, but he managed to hold back after vomiting twice, and then raised his head in panic, "I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean it!"

Severus snorted, transformed a sofa and sofa cushions in the living room into a small bed and quilt, and raised his chin at him, "You sleep here tonight, don't let me know you mess with other things thing!"

"Okay, sir." Harry nodded obediently, and watched him go upstairs before lying down on the crib.

Harry couldn't fall asleep until late at night.In fact, he still had a lot of questions in his mind, but he didn't dare to ask them.And he was abandoned by his only relative.Although life in the Dursleys' house was not very good, for an 11-year-old child, it was too cruel to be handed over by the only relative to a stranger who looked vicious.The crib was actually very warm, but he felt cold and hungry, and the unpredictable future made him terrified.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that he fell asleep vaguely, but it felt like he had slept for a while, and then he was woken up by Severus again, and at this time the sun could already be seen outside the window.

Harry silently obeyed Severus' orders to wash up, sat down and ate half a sandwich.He seemed to be overly hungry, but at this moment he had no appetite at all.Coupled with the worries about his unknown future fate, he really couldn't eat anything.

Severus looked at the pale little face with dark circles and the half sandwich left in front of the boy, his heart became more and more irritable, and his brows became more and more wrinkled, "Why? Such a simple breakfast is not suitable Delicate Mr Potter's appetite?"

"I'm sorry, sir!" Harry was taken aback, and hurriedly picked up the sandwich and forced himself to eat a few more bites.

Severus frowned so hard he could have killed a fly.He stood up impatiently, "Potter, come here!"

Harry put down the sandwich with a sigh of relief and moved over to him.

He grabbed the boy's arm, Apparated to Diagon Alley, and let go of the thin arm.

The sun's glare falls on a stack of pots outside the nearest store.A plaque hangs above the pot, which reads: "Copper, brass, tin-plated, silver cauldron, complete model, self-stirring, collapsible."

Harry resisted the discomfort caused by Apparation, took two deep breaths, straightened up, his eyes widened in surprise, and looked at the people in all kinds of wizard robes in front of him, and the weird and strange people on the street. kinds of shops.

"Potter!" Severus' sullen voice roused him to his sanity, "Don't waste my time, we're going to buy your wand now!"

Harry came to his senses, gave him a quick look, then looked down in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, sir, but I don't have any money..."

It annoyed Severus now to hear him say sorry.He frowned displeasedly and sneered: "Don't be stupid, Potter, you think your parents left you nothing? Come with me!"

He strode forward to Gringotts.

Harry trotted after him, though he was full of doubts.

The two goblins at the gate of Gringotts bowed to them and ushered them into a tall marble hall.A hundred or so goblins were sitting on stools behind a long counter, weighing coins with copper scales, examining gems with eyepieces, and scribbling entries in large ledgers.There are countless doors in the hall, leading to different places, and many goblins guide people in and out of these doors.

Although Harry was very curious about these strange creatures, he didn't dare to ask Severus any more questions. He just followed him obediently, and came to Boston in a small cart under the leadership of a goblin named Griphook. The treasury of the special family.

When the trolley stopped, Harry's face was already paler than when he got up in the morning, but seeing Snape's gloomy face, he still suppressed his discomfort and crawled out of the trolley.

Griphook took the vault key given by Severus and unlocked the door. A thick green smoke came out of the door. After the smoke cleared, the piles of gold coins, silver bars and bronze Knuts in the vault caught Harry's eyes.

Severus took out a small bag and handed it to Harry, "Potter, put what you want in this bag."

Harry obediently grabbed two handfuls of Galleons and put them in the bag, then hurriedly withdrew from the vault, "I'm fine, sir." He didn't actually know how much to take, but he Not daring to make Severus wait.

Frowning, Severus added some more to the bag before ordering Griphook to send them back to the surface.