[HP] When a son dresses up as an old man

Qi added a handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.Don't get me wrong, I didn't become like this after hearing James' story, but I was moved to tears after hearing Snape's tragic childhood.

"Now I know why everyone likes the professor so much!" James said, no matter how many times he watched the professor's childhood, he always felt so miserable.

"Well, my only curiosity now is why the professor likes you?"

"Qijia, don't hit me..." James never felt that the professor fell in love with him, at most it was a habit, right?But habits are always easy to replace, aren't they?

"James, you should have confidence in the professor. If you can't even do such basic things, then you are really not qualified to say that you like the professor." As an outsider, Qijia sees it much more clearly than James himself .

"But Kiga, sometimes I think, why didn't I understand him in the first place? Why did I only know everything from the pensieve? This is the most troublesome question when I was Harry." James He began to talk about his mental journey.

"I have never allowed myself to regret it, because I knew it was useless, so I simply didn't think about it. The professor is indifferent and mean. I told myself that it was normal for you to misunderstand at the beginning. As time passed, I really felt so. But why Borg, he can see the professor without the help of magic? Even before, they have always been tit-for-tat characters." James is very concerned about this question, because it makes him feel that he doesn't seem qualified to like the professor.

"Because you're stupid." Qi Jia said simply and directly.

"Your IQ is not at the same level as Borg's. The problem that bothers you has nothing to do with whether you are qualified to like professors. It is an IQ problem." Qijia analyzed that Borg is a top student in Durmstrang, and James It is an idiot who relies on the help of his previous life to still be at the bottom of the history of magic. This has nothing to do with whether he is qualified to like it or how much he likes it. No one will discover the true face of the professor.

"But, he never said that he likes me..." James still can't say for sure that he is not wishful thinking.

"Hey, why are you two so awkward? Don't you humans always talk about being honest and straightforward?" Qi Jia held her forehead.

"Do you think the professor draws those crosses because he has nothing to worry about? Do you think he draws those crosses every day for the simple purpose of counting the days?" Qi Jia felt that although she had never been in a relationship, she had no teacher. A self-taught expert.

"Every time he draws a cross, he will miss you one more time. Every day he draws, it proves that he is thinking every day. Only you, an idiot, don't understand. You think the professor is really counting the days!"

James was originally a lion with blind confidence in himself, and when he heard Qijia say the same, he suddenly became energetic.

"That's right, I feel much more comfortable hearing you say that. How can that despicable and shameless guy compare to me! Kiga, send me back tomorrow! I want to regain lost ground!" James clenched his fist.

"Hmm, um! Recover the lost ground!"

Spider's End, Snape's house, today, there are 92 forks on the wall, the wall clock on the wall is ticking, and there are intermittent conversations in the laboratory.

"Here, turn down the heat... Bai Xian, cut it for me..."

"Why is the color getting a bit darker?"

"Let me see... um... That's because you added half a gram of devil stem."

boom!

The sudden unusual movement made Snape and Borg startled at the same time.Don't worry, instead of the cauldron exploding, the sound seemed to be coming from Snape's bedroom.

"Go and have a look." Borg pushed Snape and suddenly became a little dazed. Borg was a little confused, what's wrong?

Boom, at this time, the sound of something falling to the ground came again. Snape's expression moved, and he seemed even more absent-minded.He strode eagerly, as if forgetting that the Borg was still behind him. Borg didn't feel right, he sealed the cauldron with time magic first, and followed Snape.

When Snape heard the familiar sound coming from the bedroom, his first reaction was to be dazed, he couldn't believe what he heard.After a brief absence, he had the urge to investigate immediately, even forgetting about the burning pot.After taking a few steps to the door of his bedroom, Snape opened the door as usual to see the scene inside, and then...

boom! Snape closed the door again.

James's smile hung stiffly on his face, he blinked, what do you mean?Why didn't you rush over to hug him when you saw him, but closed the door instead!

There was no flaw in Snape's expression, calm, calm, everything was normal, Borg just came over, only had time to see Snape open the door and take a look, and then close the door immediately.

"What's wrong?" Borg asked.

"Borg, today is a day off." Snape looked at Borg seriously and said this.

"what?"

"Today is on vacation, you should go back."

"But..." Borg didn't quite understand what was going on.

"No, but, I'm on vacation today." She prevaricated to the living room.

"But I..." Pushed to the door.

"No but me, you should go back." Opened the door.

"That..." Bang!The door is closed.

"Well, the pot hasn't been turned off yet." Borg said to the door what he had never had a chance to say, anyway, he was reminded, right? Borg shrugged helplessly, walked to the street, and opened his car door.

After seeing off Borg, Snape was almost stunned, opened the bedroom door with a whoosh, and flashed in front of James with a whoosh, staring at James fiercely.

"Hi! Severus..." James suddenly felt a little bewildered, because Snape's expression looked so terrifying.

"Say!" Snape was absolutely sure at this moment that his eyes were fine, and this jellyfish-like guy was not dead!He is back!

"Say?" James was puzzled, saying, what?

"What's the matter with saying you're a damned bastard!"

"I..." James also knew that he had made a big mistake this time, and there was no way to end it, but he was also a victim!

"I went to the elf world and there is no way to come back. I didn't go by myself. There was a half-bucket elf who cast magic randomly. It just so happened that the gate of the elf world opened, and it just so happened that I was nearby. so……"

Before James finished speaking, he was pulled violently and hugged tightly, so tight that James couldn't move at all. James raised his head, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Teach, professor..."

"Don't talk!" Snape lowered his head, buried his face on James' shoulder, a familiar smell filled his breath, and his heart seemed to settle down all of a sudden. Snape felt like a dream, and he couldn't tell whether the happiness in front of him was a dream, or these terrible days were a dream.

James felt that at this moment he seemed to be able to feel Severus' fear and pain completely, from the clenched hands, from the trembling shoulders, as he stroked the professor's back.

"Okay, okay, I'm back now. I can't bear to see you sad, you don't know how much I feel sorry for you every day when you draw a cross..."

When Snape heard this at first, he still felt very warm, but why did it feel more and more unreasonable?What do you mean I see you draw a cross every day? Snape felt ashamed that someone had peeped into his innermost secret, his face turned redder than ever, and he gritted his teeth at the same time.Hmph, first listen to what you have to say, and I will teach you a lesson later.

James is completely unaware of the professor's mental activities at the moment, he is still so beautiful, his tail is up to the sky.

"Hey, Severus, if you love me so much, you should have told me earlier that we have wasted so much of our youth. You see, you are taller and stronger than me now, but it's okay and I really don't mind."

do not mind?OK!You James Potter. Snape laughed back angrily, umm, it makes sense, so he was already tall, strong and worthless.Well, then he has nothing to worry about.Since he is about to be crushed on top of his head, no one should object to him violently suppressing the uprising, right?

Embracing the person who was still chattering, she quietly moved to the bedside...

"I thought you didn't like me if you didn't say it. But Kiga, that elf. It told me that I should trust your feelings for me. He... Sev?" James' voice became weird.

"Tell me, I'm listening." Snape swished off the obstructing shirt that had been taken off from his hand.

"Well, he, he said, we should be honest with each other, straight to the point... why are you taking off my pants, Sev?"

"Shouldn't we be honest with each other, straight to the point." Snape tore off the last pair of white panties that prevented them from being 'honest'.

"Sev, you, you didn't mean that, did you?" James stepped back vigilantly, it was over, with his current physique to compete with Severus' strength, it was like a mantis arm against a cart or a pebble against a rock.He did think about doing impure things with Professor Yao, but why is this position different from what he imagined...

"Didn't you say so?" Snape directly pressed over the other party as he retreated to the head of the bed.

"We've now been 'honest with each other' and now it's time to 'straightforward'."

"Teach me... woo... or else, paper (don't act like this)"

"It's common sense to open your mouth and keep your voice down when kissing."

"But……"

"Stop talking at this time." Well, although I haven't tried it before, I probably understand the steps.With a genius like him, he can make the potion of immortality right the first time, so it shouldn't be a problem for such a simple thing.

"No, professor, don't be so excited, it's not okay to come in like this, no, no! Ah!"

As the flowers fell and the north wind blew, the jackdaws spread their wings and flew, and the shrill screams echoed in the sky above the spider's tail alley, which lingered for a long time, which made people not only shed tears. Snape is this kind of person, when he can't figure it out, it doesn't matter what you say, and when he wants to understand... hey, it doesn't matter what you say... So, James, just admit it, Who makes the first to fall in love the first to be unlucky.