[HP] warm

Everyone is very sensitive to money, and Ron's not-so-smart brain can easily come up with the previous formula under the stimulation of money; making money = making potions = learning potions well = making the potions professor like him = pleasing Snape = Equals to leave a good first impression = take the first potion class well = make a perfect potion

The dried nettles were not cut neatly, the snake teeth were not ground fine enough, the heat was a little too high, and the stirring was missing half a turn... Ron checked his behavior with unprecedented rigor, and then gave his crucible Someone came to clean it up, grabbed Harry and ran to the cabinet where the medicinal materials were stored, "There is still one class left, there is still time to do it again."

"Do it again? Why?" Harry looked at Ron in a daze, who was suddenly as excited as a chicken blood.

"For extra points!" Ron knew that this word was on Harry's mind now, so he naturally used this to spur him, "Hurry up, our goal is to be number one!"

Attitude can change a lot of things, and when Snape scolded most of the students in the classroom, he finally wandered into Harry and Ron's group.In fact, he didn't want to see that little devil, and planned to let him fend for himself in the corner, but his sense of responsibility as a teacher still made him come over, even though he was the last one.

Because of too much attention, Ron was lying on the side of the cauldron to observe the fire, and he didn't notice Snape standing behind him at all.And Snape checked their work, and found that these two little monsters were doing well, although they were a little slower than others, but the color of the potion was completely fine.

"Professor, can you give me extra points?" Harry looked up and saw Snape standing beside him, not only did not tremble with fear like the others, but looked at him very excitedly and expectantly.But because Ron had yelled at Harry just now not to disturb him, Harry asked this question in a low voice.

Snape looked at the kid who had just stopped for a long time, and showed a sinister sneer.Although to a certain extent, this medicine can add points, but he will not give them extra points!

Harry Potter, you can't take a point from me.

The eyes of the two met with sparks in the air, and Ron looked at the potions that would bring him many Galleons in the future with a happy face, knowing nothing about the war that happened around him.

No extra points?Under Snape's vicious gaze, Harry's expectant little face slowly collapsed into a crumpled dumpling, and his big wet eyes quickly filled with tears.

Do you think that if you cry, I will be afraid of you, and I will give you extra points?Childish brat!Looking at Harry who was about to make him cry, Snape felt very relieved, turned and left without hesitation.Uh huh, it really is vulnerable, it is still more like a child.

Putting aside that strange feeling, when Snape was about to torture other small animals, Harry suddenly pulled his cloak and threw himself on him before he could react.Snape was about to roar when there was a loud bang and Neville's cauldron exploded.

The potion of failure corroded the crucible and flowed to the ground, and the soles of many people's shoes were burned off, but this was not as good as Harry and Neville, who were splashed with the most potion, and where the potion was splashed Scabies, large and small, grew rapidly.

"Idiot!" Snape cleared the potion from the ground, and growled angrily at Neville, "You must have put the porcupine quill in without taking the pot off the fire, didn't you!"

Neville burst into tears, Snape couldn't ask any questions at all, he could only be angry and asked Gan Mo in the same group to send him to the medical wing, and then deal with the idiot heroic Harry Human Flesh full of Gryffindor spirit Shield Potter, "Mr. Potter, how long are you going to lie on my cloak?"

"It hurts!" The blue-eyed little devil complained bitterly to him, blinking his eyes.

"Since you know the pain, why do you still pounce on me? Do you think in your straw-covered head that I can't escape this mere potion?" Snape unceremoniously poked Harry's back with his wand, and then looked at the younger brother. Ron, who was a little behind others, was looking at himself blankly.

Forget it, the red-haired kid's idiot looks unreliable, and besides, his potion was about to be completed in a critical hour, and out of respect for the potion, Snape decided to send the great troublemaker The savior went to the medical wing and told Draco to collect everyone's homework and put it on the desk later.

"Professor, extra points?" When he hugged the grumbling Harry, Harry tearfully teared at his clothes and mentioned the word again.

He sacrificed his life to protect him, so he should get some points for such a great kindness.

I won't leave without extra points!Harry held onto Snape's robes with pain, and conveyed his firm will to him with his eyes.

Snape frowned, looked at his scabbed nose, closed his eyes in disgust, and said angrily, "Harry Potter, one point, because the potion is good."

dream

It was class time now, and there were no idlers waiting in the corridors of Hogwarts, which made Snape not feel embarrassed by his current appearance for the time being.After all, he had never held a baby in his life, so when Harry lay in his arms with his arms around his neck, his limp body weighed more than a porcupine.

However, Snape would never admit that he was nervous. His face still looked like you owe me money, and he hurried to the medical wing with a displeasure on his face.

"Professor, why don't you ask me why I have to add points?" Halfway on the way, the restless Harry asked Snape's shoulder in a low voice,

Snape lifted the corner of his lips, ignoring his madness.He's not a nanny, so why should he care about the little troll's problems.

"Hehe, let me tell you, Harry gave Gryffindor extra points, Harry is not a useless person." Harry whispered in Snape's ear, then giggled , "Harry hopes that he can do a little bit more, so that he won't be said to be a savior with only fame."

Snape finally understood why the Sorting Hat thought Harry was suitable for Slytherin. He had a strong ambition and was eager to prove himself, just like when he first entered the school.

"Harry doesn't want to be rejected by others. Harry wants people around him to like him. Harry doesn't want to be excluded or rejected." Harry didn't get a response, so he rubbed and rubbed restlessly on Snape's neck until Snape Pu had no choice but to reply him impatiently, "There are enough people in this world who like you, and there is no need for you to do such stupid things to attract others' attention."

"That's different!" Harry struggled to get up and looked into Snape's eyes. "Harry wants people to like Harry, not the Savior."

"They don't like me, but the savior boy. If someone else is the savior, they will do the same, so Harry has to try to separate himself from those fame." Harry angrily bumped his head at Snape's face, and when Snape was about to throw him down angrily, he grabbed Snape's lapel pitifully and asked, "Professor, if I wasn't the savior, would you like me more?"

"Dream!" Snape snorted heavily, unwilling to have this kind of non-intelligent conversation again.

If you're not Harry Potter, you're just one of thousands of little trolls who don't know the art of potions and waste potion ingredients in my eyes.

"Would you hate me less then?" Harry asked persistently.

Snape didn't answer the question, maybe he would hate him less if he wasn't James Potter's son.But this is something that cannot be assumed. He is the son of James Potter, inheriting the Potter family's surname, and the appearance that is printed like a mold.

"I'm not the Boy Who Lived, I'm not the savior, I'm just Harry Potter." He lay on his shoulder and poked his face, "But how many people remember?"

"Stupid Gryffindor!" Snape gave this evaluation without hesitation, looking at the kid who was lying on his shoulder and looking at himself sadly.

"It's not stupidity, it's persistence." He was busy grieving and still had time to retort, "Professor, don't you ever yearn for recognition and respect from others?"

"Shut up!" Snape pressed his head heavily, and the black robe rolled forward with great strides, no longer speaking.

It is just a boring dream when I was young to stand upright and straighten my chest to accept the worship and praise of others.The reason why a dream becomes a dream is that it is impossible for him to realize it. Some people are born to attract the attention of all the people, while some people are destined to stay in the dark cellar for a lifetime and rot until they die.

How could a bright and splendid existence like the Savior understand the thoughts of despicable dark creatures? The little brats of the Potter family are all egomaniacs who are full and have nothing to do but moan without illness!

**

Harry had woken up in the hospital wing, saying it had been his equivalent of another dormitory in a previous life, and in this life it looked like he would never dream of having a permanent bed here.

"Ron?" Harry turned his head and saw that Ron was holding a big thick book with relish. At that moment, he thought he was seeing Hermione who had taken Polyjuice Potion, and couldn't help it. Ask "Are you really Ron?"

"Harry, you're awake!" Hearing his voice, Ron quickly closed the book and put it aside, and went to his bedside, "Are you hungry? It's already past dinner time, but I will You brought something to eat." Ron said while