Professor HP is not a pedophile

Harry and the others really didn't go to Hogsmeade on the weekend, but the three children didn't show much regret, because Draco mail-ordered three super gift bags containing all kinds of candy from Honeydukes, almost enough for them Been eating for weeks.

On Halloween, the school was full of people in strange costumes as usual. The little Hufflepuff badgers dressed up as various animals, plants and food as usual. Harry and Neville were no exception. They were very happy dressed up as delicious food as usual After a whole night, until before going to bed, Harry happily told Severus how many flavors of vegetables, fruits and snacks he had tasted today.

But while talking, he suddenly frowned, his face turned pale quickly, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on his head instantly.

Severus saw something was wrong right away, "What's wrong?"

Harry bit his lip tightly, his expression contorted, and he couldn't even make a sound.

"Harry, what's the matter?!" Severus was startled, and immediately sat up with him in his arms.

Harry grabbed the hem of his shirt tightly, and it took him a long time to utter a single word: "It hurts..." His face was as white as paper, and even his body trembled.

Severus hastily took the wand on the bedside table and cast a detection spell, but nothing was detected, and he became even more anxious, "Tell me where it hurts!"

Harry curled up in pain, stretched out his hand tremblingly to pick at the scar on his forehead, couldn't make a sound, just gasped continuously.

Severus quickly caught his hand before he scratched himself and squeezed it tightly, and immediately carried him out of bed and rushed out of the bedroom into the potions room.

The little body in his arms was so painful that he struggled desperately, almost falling out of his arms.

He restrained Harry's body hard, and with one hand he took out a bottle of painkiller potion. When he was about to pour it down, he found that the little thing's hand was released by him. The scars are gouged.

"Harry, put your hands down!" In a hurry, he couldn't care less about being gentle or not, and he roared, bit off the cork and poured the medicine into Harry's mouth, "Open your mouth and drink it!"

Harry managed to find a sliver of sanity, opened his mouth and drank the medicine, but it didn't work at all. He was still in severe pain, and he wanted to stretch his hand to his forehead again.

Severus gave him a "Lisong Jinxie" directly, and then hugged the little thing with limp limbs and began to search for the purification potion that he had made before but was afraid to give him to drink because he hadn't tried it.

"Ah—" Harry yelled with his eyes wide open, but he stopped abruptly because of the severe pain, and bit his lips tightly, blood oozing from his lips soon.

Severus frantically found out the purification potion, squeezed his jaw with his hand and forced his clenched teeth open to pour the medicine into it.

Harry shook violently, his eyes widened and his mouth opened, but he couldn't even cry out.

Severus hugged him tightly and whispered repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay..." He didn't know whether to comfort him or himself.He was in a state of disarray now, feeling sorry for Harry and worried that the potion would not work. He felt deeply powerless.

Harry was spellbound by him and his whole body was paralyzed. He couldn't even struggle. The cold sweat on his body almost drenched his pajamas, but he still remembered showing him a forced smile and blurting out a sentence: "You...don't crying..."

Only then did Severus feel a chill on his face, and his thin pajamas were soaked with sweat, and his body was terribly cold.

He hurriedly carried Harry out of the potions room and sat in front of the fireplace, and transformed the sofa cushions into a blanket to wrap himself and Harry in it, before he remembered to send the Patronus to call Dumbledore.

"How's it going? Are you feeling better?" He tightened his arms again, forcing Harry into his arms, and asked anxiously.

Harry gasped for breath a few times, and nodded his head with all his strength, his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible, "It seems...it doesn't hurt so much...ah!" He suddenly bit his lip again, and the cold sweat on his face grew more and more.

Severus pushed back the sweat-soaked hair on his forehead, and found that his scar was very red and swollen, and there was a little blood, as if he had just scratched it.

He took a deep breath, ordered himself to calm down, stretched out his hand to pinch Harry's jaw so that he could not bite his lip, then put his finger into Harry's mouth without hesitation and said, "Bite me if it hurts."

Harry tried his best to move his tongue to push his finger out, but the next moment he trembled violently, biting down hard, and tears came out violently.

Severus sighed and dropped a series of soft kisses on his forehead, comforting him softly, "Don't cry, Harry, don't cry..."

When Dumbledore came out of the fireplace in his thick cotton nightgown, he saw Harry biting Severus' finger and crying.

"What's the matter?!" He hurried over and waved his wand, and a series of detection spells flashing with various lights fell on Harry.

"His scar hurts," Severus said quickly and tersely. "I gave him a cleansing potion, but it doesn't seem to be working."

Dumbledore was startled, "Did it finally start over there?!"

"I don't care if they started or if the damned man came back to life, I just want to know what you can do to make Harry less painful!" Severus yelled at him uncontrollably.

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded, and a stun spell stunned Harry.

"Albus? Dumbledore!" Severus stared at him murderously.

Dumbledore said calmly: "You should have done this a long time ago. He won't feel too much pain if he is unconscious." He summoned his Patronus and asked it to go to the medical wing to find Madam Pomfrey.

As soon as Madam Pomfrey came over and listened to what they said, she immediately started diagnosing. She used more detection magic than Dumbledore, and it took about half an hour to finish.

"He's fine," she said with a relaxed smile. "Severus' cleansing potion is working, and the dark magic aura in his scar is weakening and should dissipate completely soon. Other than that, his body They're all healthy and there's nothing wrong with them."

Dumbledore let out a long breath.

And Severus had no time to pay attention to what was going on with others, his mind suddenly relaxed, and he felt a little dizzy.The little lover in his arms was still frowning tightly, but the trembling of his body had gradually subsided.

At this time, the severe pain that he had ignored all the time suddenly surged up, and the impact made his arm holding the person a little weak.

He took a few deep breaths, hugged his small body tightly in his arms, lowered his head and leaned against his neck, unable to say a word.

Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey looked at each other, and said to him, "Call us again if there is any need." Then they left, knowing that Severus was not in the mood to talk to them at this time.

Severus ignored it and just hugged Harry tightly.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly felt Harry move.He raised his head in surprise, and saw his little lover slowly opened his eyes, showing him a weak smile.

A cold little hand tremblingly stretched out from the blanket to touch his face, he quickly held it, and brought it to his own face.

"Your eyes are red..." Harry told him, smiling.

"Does it still hurt?" He looked at Harry's scar, but his eyes widened for a moment, his lips trembled, and he managed to say a complete sentence, "The scar...is gone!"

Harry's eyes widened too.

Severus took his hand and led him to touch the smooth forehead, his eyes were so pious that it made people feel sad.

"Sev..." Harry struggled to straighten up and hugged his neck, pressing his lips soothingly.

Severus hooked the tip of his tongue and sucked fiercely and domineeringly, conveying his ecstasy and emotion to him vividly with this kiss, and he didn't let go until he was almost out of breath.

"It's great...you're fine, you'll be fine again...you'll be fine..." he murmured, his voice choking.

Harry smiled and pecked his lips lightly, nodded in agreement, "Of course I'll be fine, you've been protecting me... Actually, it hurts just now, but seeing you here, I'm not scared at all oh……"

Severus finally smiled.He hugged the baby in his arms tightly, and couldn't help reaching out to touch his forehead again, but someone saw the blood stains on his finger bitten.

"Sev!" Harry immediately cheered up and asked him, "Why didn't you heal your hand?!" The little thing struggled to get down from his arms and reached for his wand on the coffee table.

Severus hurriedly pulled him back into his arms, picked up the wand himself and cast a healing spell on himself, "Look, it's done."

Harry took his hand and checked it over and over again, then nodded in satisfaction, raised his chin and said to him, "Okay, I forgive you, but don't do this again next time!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Severus rubbed his nose with a smile, and stood up holding him, "Shall we go back to sleep?"

"Well, I'm so sleepy." His little lover leaned her head on his shoulder meekly, and was carried into the bedroom by him.