[HP] Snake

The next morning, when Smart led the Slytherins to the restaurant, it undoubtedly aroused the shock and doubts of some insiders.Ignoring the prying eyes and suspicious eyes, I walked quite comfortably at the back of the line, and even sat in the tail seat of the Slytherins.Although the Slytherins were a little puzzled, they didn't ask directly.However, people from other colleges didn't have any scruples, and they discussed in a low voice. Fortunately, it was harmless, and I didn't care about it.

At the teacher's table, Professor Snape looked at him with a flat and empty expression, but I don't know why I seemed to see a trace of warmth in it.I think Smart should have reported to him last night. It seems that he is quite satisfied with my decision.Trying my best to ignore the sweetness and warmth in my heart at that moment, I took a sip of the black tea in my hand in a concealed manner.

Dumbledore was late again, and when he entered the dining room, he led a red-haired boy, who was Ron Weasley who was expelled from Hogwarts yesterday.

I have to admit that Dumbledore is indeed a very powerful leader.Although I don't know what he instilled in this Ron Weasley, but it is not easy to persuade a typical Gryffindor who hates Slytherin to apologize to the whole Slytherin in public Yes, Dumbledore is really not simple.

Everyone in Slytherin seemed to be quite satisfied with this, especially when Dumbledore announced that Gryffindor would lose two hundred points because of Ron Weasley's mistake, most people hung up the noble style Fake smiles, used to disguise real pleasure and complacency.

In the days that followed, everything was peaceful.I didn't do any extraordinarily high-profile things, and no one dared to come over to provoke me. I went to class, did my homework, occasionally read books in the library with Draco and the others, and quietly paid attention to the man who was the head of Slytherin.The feeling for that man is very strange. I have never encountered such a feeling. It seems that as long as I see him and hear him talk, I will feel sweet in my heart. This is different from how I feel about everyone.However, just a few times, I saw the shadow of Salazar on him.

However, no matter how contradictory and confused I am, the relationship between Slytherin and Gryffindor

The first potions class was still here.

As soon as the class bell rang, the classroom door slammed open and slammed into the wall. Professor Snape, still wearing a black robe, swept in like a wind-blown cloud, strode up to the podium, turned around and looked around the classroom It took a week before he slowly opened his mouth, "The reason you came here is to learn the precise science and rigorous craftsmanship of this potion preparation."

The voice was not loud, it was as soft as whispering in the ear, but it was so smooth that it flowed straight into the eardrum and into the heart. My whole body trembled instantly, and my heart beat uncontrollably.Everyone present could clearly hear his voice, and many people showed expressions of surprise and shock.

He seemed to be satisfied with everyone's expressions, and he paused before continuing, "Since there are no foolish wand wavings here, many of you will not believe that this is magic. I don't expect you to really understand that." The beauty of the white smoke coming out of the slow-simmering cauldron and bursts of fragrance, you will not really understand the magical power of the liquid flowing into people's blood vessels, which makes people's hearts sway and their will blurred...I can teach you how to improve Fame, Brew Glory, Even Prevent Death—”

His voice was wonderful, especially when talking about the charm of potions, his eyes were filled with indescribable fascination, and his tone of voice was softer and softer, which showed how obsessed he was with potions.

"However, there must be one thing, that is, you are not the kind of stupid fools I often meet."

The voice suddenly became harsh, and many people sat up straight in an instant, for fear that they would be misunderstood as so-called stupid fools.

However, it wasn't until this time that I suddenly realized that I was equally infatuated with him to the point where it couldn't be more.

From the first time we met, I couldn't take my eyes off him.The second time we met, I couldn't help being immersed in his voice, and even let go of my guard in front of a stranger for the first time.And for the third time, I actually nestled directly into his arms, crying bitterly.This was apparently the first time in my arguably short life, and not even Salazar had ever made me feel like this.

For me, Salazar is definitely the most important person in my life.But now, another man appeared, and his status in my mind even faintly surpassed that of Salazar.

I can't kid myself anymore, I have to admit, I like this man.

When I came back to my senses, the red-haired boy named Ron Weasley in Gryffindor had already been flushed red by Professor Snape's three simple questions about potions.Obviously, he didn't preview this class before the start of the term, all of these contents were in the Potions textbook, although they were also all at the end of the textbook.He deducted another [-] points for Gryffindor because of this. Seeing the Gryffindors around him glaring at him, I don't think he will have a very comfortable life these days.

The content of the first class was to make a scabies potion.This can be said to be a pretty useless potion except for pranks. The only point is that the porcupine quill cannot be placed before turning off the flame, otherwise...

Well, there is already a counterexample.

The cringe-looking boy with the short brown hair in Gryffindor had learned his lesson when he added the porcupine quills while the cauldron was still simmering, and the concoction quickly dissolved the cauldron, producing sour green smoke With a sharp hissing sound, the concoction splashed out, instantly corroding the robes of him and his fellow Ron Weasley, and their exposed skin immediately There were dense red and swollen scabies that looked disgusting.

"Stupid!" Professor Snape rushed down from the podium, glared at them viciously, waved his wand, emptied the poor cauldron, and shouted at them angrily, "I think you forgot first Turn off the flame and put the porcupine quills in, don't you? Didn't you see the precautions on the blackboard? There's only one precaution for this potion, and you're all going to get it wrong, how stupid! Send them to the medical wing! Don't get in the way here!"

A few boys next to him were obviously frightened by his anger, tremblingly helped the two howling wounded, and rushed out of the classroom trembling.However, the farce apparently had no effect on the Slytherins other than a joke.

But, Merlin, I'm absolutely screwed.Even when he was roaring and roaring, I thought his voice was amazing.Even with his frowning and gloomy face, I thought he looked very handsome.Could it be that the love that Salazar mentioned is this kind of inexplicable feeling...

I squeezed the glass bottle containing the prepared scabies potion, and Draco, who was in the same group next to me, gave me a suspicious look, then stepped forward to hand in the potion he made, and left first under my signal.Afterwards, the Slytherin and Gryffindor students came forward one by one to hand in their finished products, and then, taking their things, left the classroom.

It wasn't until Professor Snape who was standing on the podium glared at me unbearably, that I came back to my senses and walked over step by step.He reached out and handed over the medicine bottle that had been warmed in his hand, but when he saw his outstretched pale palm, he couldn't help putting down the bottle and holding the pale knuckles.

"Mr. Slytherin, what the hell are you doing?!" His low growl came in my ears, but as if I had never heard of it, I stretched out another hand and clasped his fingers together, slowly Rubbing his hand, feeling the touch with thin calluses and tiny scars.

"Professor Snape, I seem to like you." The whole person is immersed in the dreamlike senses, and the feeling of being close to him again is extremely comfortable. If it is not separated by a desk, I even want to post it like this , feel his arms.

However, just as I was about to leave my mouth, he withdrew his palm so hard that he almost threw me to the ground.

"Damn, what do you think you're doing?! You think you're the savior of the wizarding world, you think you're a Slytherin traveling through time and space, and your humble Potions master is about to crouch at your feet and kiss your Robe, do you accept your teasing and humiliation?!" He roared with anger, his originally pale cheeks turned rosy, and his obsidian-like eyes were no longer hollow, full of anger, full of anger.

"No, Professor, Professor Snape, you misunderstood! I'm telling the truth, this is not a tease, let alone humiliation, I really like you!" His sudden anger scared me a little, I don't Knowing what I said wrong will make him have such unbearable thoughts.

"you shut up!"

"No! Professor, I've been thinking about it for many days! From the first time I saw you in Madam Malkin's robe shop, I started to be weird and it was hard to take my eyes off you! Then the second time When we met, I actually told you that kind of secret, you know what it meant to let go of your guard thousands of years ago! And that day... In short, as long as I see you approaching you, as long as I hear your voice, I feel comfortable all over, Isn’t this like what?! Professor, I—”

"Shut up! No! You—"

Unable to bear his resistance any longer, I quickly walked around the desk, threw him on the blackboard, wrapped my whole body tightly around him, and kissed his lips...