[HP] Daddy's Little Prince

"Why did Sirius drink the potion? And...and Professor Lupine?" Harry pointed at Snape, his fingers trembling slightly, "He...they...do you have any problems, physically?"

"Oh, no, Harry, don't worry, Remus is just a few minor problems, and Sirius...he has been in Azkaban for so long, he has suffered a lot physically and mentally...so Need to adjust the potion..." Dumbledore said in a timely manner.

Hearing Dumbledore talk about the healing potion, Harry's eyes were fixed on the potion in Snape's hand - the color...it should look normal, the effect...he believed in Snape's ability After all, after drinking the nutritional potion these days, he also feels that he seems to be much stronger than before. At least his height has grown by one centimeter—one centimeter!Harry himself didn't believe it after measuring his height in the middle of the night, so he asked Hermione to measure him again in the morning!Oh, poor Hermione, getting detention for apologizing to Professor Snape...Harry was distracted by the potion.

"Okay, drink it quickly." Snape said impatiently with the potion in his hand.Sirius Black, who had stood up because he saw him, had a strange expression on his face, as if what he gave him was a bottle of poison.

"Um... Sirius, are you afraid of... suffering?" Harry swallowed, as if he could sense the feeling that he was about to drink the poison.

"Don't worry, poisoning won't kill people." Snape raised the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly—although he felt that poisoning this big dog that made him angry and disgusted, he knew he couldn't do it—first of all, it was really It's too blatant; secondly, Black is the one Dumbledore wants to protect, and he is indeed a help; finally... his little prince and... the little savior will not agree to him doing this.So the great Potions Professor had no choice but to give up this tempting idea.

"Poison..." Harry twitched his lips, "Professor Snape...you...don't like my godfather!" He widened his eyes, as if he felt a great grievance, "How can you...how? Can you threaten him? I thought..."

"What do you think?" Snape raised his eyebrows, "Potter, don't think the world revolves around you! Just like your arrogant, reckless, brainless scumbag father!"

"My dad is not a scum!" Harry jumped up and grabbed Snape's chest, "You must—you must take back your words!" He gasped heavily, wishing to bite the flesh off Snape's body , but he can't... He has to endure, "My dad——no, yes, man, scum!"

"Snotlite, how dare you—" Sirius also roared.

"Why wouldn't I dare?" Snape sneered, pulling Harry up and throwing him aside, "Worry about teaching the dog not to bark, Potter, if he doesn't take the medicine, let him be honest Shut up, I don't mind putting something unpleasant for him in the next potion."

"You can't!" Harry rushed over and grabbed Snape's hand, "I... Sirius...you..." He looked at Dumbledore with a pleading look in his eyes, yes, he couldn't handle it at all Snape—if he was really tampering with Sirius' potion... The more I thought about it, the more likely it was that the little savior would snatch the potion from Snape's hand and drink it—

"All petrified!" A spell hit Harry, and he froze all of a sudden, the hand holding the potion bottle hanging in mid-air, looking extremely funny.

"Snotluck, how dare you do that to Harry!" Sirius was irritable again, and he jumped up to grab the wand in Snape's hand, and then also got a petrification spell.

Snape, who had petrified the godfather and son, took the potion from Harry's hand and deftly poured it into Sirius' mouth, and let the spilled potion stay on his face viciously, making him look even worse Sloppy.

"Oh, Harry, you know, the potion that Sirius wants to drink is not suitable for you... It is a potion for conditioning the body, yes, but Sirius is an adult, so the potion is more powerful... "Dumbledore helped Snape explain and then successfully got a shot of the snake king's death light - Snape glared at him.

After Snape lifted Harry's Petrification Curse, Harry calmed down a little bit, but he still couldn't understand Snape's actions so easily, especially after he was also petrified—what a shame !Don't let Prince know about this!

Harry's mind began to race - he couldn't let Snape discredit himself in front of Prince, who knew if Snape would use the opportunity to monopolize the little prince now to draw his son to him? ?And...he looked at the godfather Sirius who was still petrified...and then at the potion bottle that Snape disliked and threw into Sirius' long mouth...Maybe, this is an opportunity?

Not to be missed!

As Snape turned and was about to walk into the fireplace, Harry called out to him, "Professor Snape!"

"What's the matter, Potter? If you're calling out to a professor so loudly for something meaningless... I think you know what it means to waste my time." Snape turned to look at him.

"Yes, Professor Snape!" Harry shouted, "I mean, Professor Snape, since both my godfather and Professor Lupine need to drink potions, you must be very busy at work!" He looked at Snape cautiously, "I request that I can live in the professor's cellar and help the professor process the potion ingredients!"

Snape couldn't believe his ears. He felt that there was something wrong with his ears, or there was something wrong with the savior's head—the savior...Harry Potter, actually asked to live in the cellar, live To his spooky cellar, just to... deal with potion ingredients?

What a joke!

"I'm assuming your brain is filled with brains and not some weird mud?"

"Of course not." Harry answered dryly, "But I have to live in the cellar, so that... you can do your best to help treat my godfather and my father's friends, can't you, Professor Snape? "In such words, there are already very obvious hints—no, it should be said to be explicit, "This way I can rest assured, after all...it seems that your relationship with Sirius is really... not good enough."

"Oh, Harry, don't worry, Severus won't give Sirius poison, hehe... at most it will make him uncomfortable for a while...haha..." Dumbledore is definitely one of those...should talk The type who doesn't speak from time to time, and keeps talking when he shouldn't speak, lest the world will not be chaotic.

"Merlin!" Harry screamed exaggeratedly, just like Malfoy screamed when he saw something dirty, "Professor Snape, how can you avenge yourself like this! I must live in the cellar, not only Just to help!" He said confidently, "You can't drive me away!"

"Hmph, who can drive away the famous savior?" This time, it was Snape who spoke dryly, as if swallowing a large piece of the sweetest cake offered by Dumbledore.

After Snape left the principal's office, Sirius was released from the petrification spell, but he didn't bother with Dumbledore, but he praised Harry's bravery and wisdom, and told his godson that he must Pay attention to Snape, the "greasy snot", and don't have too much contact with him.

"Don't worry, Sirius, I will take care of myself and make the best potion for you!" Harry patted his small chest loudly.

Immediately touched by his godson, the big dog godfather immediately hugged his godson and started a new round of praise. He wished he would not leave at night and live directly in Hogwarts to exchange feelings with his godson—even though it was only in the morning!

"Siris, you have to go to the Ministry of Magic. You must know that although everyone knows that you are innocent, the verdict has not yet been formally pronounced." Of course, Dumbledore did not agree with Sirius staying at Hogwarts, which would definitely bring bad results. His little animals, "When you get better, maybe Harry will spend Christmas with you."

"Ah... yes, Principal Dumbledore, you are absolutely right!" The big dog just wanted to be the owner of the first time, and was immediately attracted by Dumbledore's beautiful Christmas. Just go back to the Ministry of Magic!"

After sending Sirius away, Dumbledore finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to think about ways to prevent Sirius from entering Hogwarts and teaching his cubs to be bad—yes, he was the only one Rhys Black is enough to give him a headache. If he can teach a bunch of lion cubs who are fearless... Dumbledore feels that he is really old and not suitable to deal with such exciting problems.

At the dinner party the next day, Dumbledore announced that Harry Potter was going to live in the cellar temporarily—because he wanted to repay Professor Snape's kindness, he decided to use his spare time to process potion materials for Professor Snape.

"My God, Harry, that's not true!" Ron stared at Harry with wide eyes, as if seeing him for the first time, "Are you really going to live in the cellar?!

"Of course, Harry has made up his mind—Dumbledore said so himself, of course it can't be false." Hermione put down the pumpkin juice and took a deep breath, "Harry, your decision...I still feel a little Hasty, but, I support you."

"Uh...thank you, Min." Harry scratched his messy hair, "actually...it's Sirius, the one that was written in that newspaper...he's my godfather...since he just left Azkaban, His health is not very good, Professor Snape's potion is so good, I just... just want to express my gratitude to him."

"In that case... all I can say is, good luck, man." Ron patted Harry on the shoulder with sympathy on his face, "However, I think you're too...too undecided to make such a decision. , I said, brother, it's really not wise to do this, you know Snape hates you!"

"It's Professor Snape!" Hermione patted Ron on the head, "He is our professor, you have to respect him!" Even if she won a confinement for herself, she still thinks that Professor Snape is a good person, or A very nice fellow - her detention was dealing with daisy roots, and Snape had set up half a dozen examples for her!This gave her a very subtle feeling that she was learning and not being punished!

"Okay, I look forward to seeing the complete Harry tomorrow..." Ron murmured, rubbing his painful head.