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Torture him slowly.Faced with this situation, Snape could only pretend that he was still under control, because only in this way could he take the opportunity to destroy the Dark Lord and take Harry away safely.

It's just that when he hurt him like that at that time, Snape was very worried that Harry, who was only 13 years old, would not be able to understand all this, and he was worried that the child would hate him.

Although Harry said that he didn't hate him when he hurt him, it was based on the fact that he thought he was being controlled by others.How would he feel if he knew he was sober at all?Does he think he is cruel and cruel, does he feel that he doesn't care about him?

Snape was very disturbed, he could have hidden these things and pretended that he was an innocent victim too, but when he saw Harry's eyes of complete trust in him, Snape found that he couldn't lie to him.

"I'm not controlled by anyone, I'm awake." After saying this, Snape turned his head away, nervously waiting for his trial, and concealed his inner tension with his expressionless face.

"You mean, you are not controlled by the Imperius Curse?" Harry looked at Snape, not to mention the shock in his heart. Only he who understands the spell knows how much perseverance it takes to break free from the spell. And it takes a lot more patience to pretend that you are still in control.

"In that case, I have to say, you're very, very amazing." Harry couldn't help but bow his head and want to give Snape a kiss, just like he used to do when he was close to Snape.But this time he didn't expect at all, when he was about to kiss Snape's cheek, Snape would suddenly turn his head, and then the kiss would completely become mouth to mouth.

God, Merlin's trousers, these were so, so... Harry didn't know how to describe how he felt, the two of them were so close, so close that he could see himself in Snape's pupils.He used to kiss Snape often, but mostly on the cheek, just like his sons kissed themselves before, through this to convey the good feelings of intimacy, trust, forgiveness, appeasement and so on between each other.But, they never talk to each other.

It's so intimate, it's something only lovers do.

Harry who stayed there completely forgot to move his mouth, and Snape didn't move, just lay there and watched him quietly.Harry's mind raced through many things like a trampled wheat field, and in the end there was nothing but a mess.He only remembered that Snape's mouth was a little dry due to the lack of water, but it was soft, and it felt good to kiss, and there was no other useful information.

"I'm sorry, I, I, I," Harry, who suddenly came back to his senses, rolled off the bed half surprised and half frightened, stammered a few times, and then slipped away regardless of the fact that he was still wearing a hospital gown. Run away from the medical wing.

The author has something to say: The professor is really a good man...

Where, I have been re-reading Harry Potter recently. I re-read the sixth book a few days ago, and then I couldn't help feeling sorry for Xiao Ha.When he inadvertently hurt Drake with Shenfeng Wuying, he was completely terrified.He had always considered the Half-Blood Prince a friend on another level through the old textbook, which said he never thought the teenager would turn out like this.Mo, at the same time, was sad because of the two people, both of whom had no friends, if the professor hadn't been bullied everywhere, he wouldn't have become what he was later.In the beginning, he was just a simple hardworking student.

I couldn't help but think, if Harry could travel to the professor's student days, how wonderful it would be if the sixth grader Harry met the sixth grader Snape or a little earlier.

85. Help...

"Harry, what are you doing!" When Harry ran out of the door, he bumped into a person suddenly, and the huge momentum caused the two of them to fall to the floor. Not only did he have to suffer from the loss of his glasses The pain of the road, but also to endure the croaking voice of another person, "Don't you never look at the road when you walk?"

"Sorry, Draco, I left in a hurry." Harry groaned and groped his hands on the ground. He could only tell by the tone of voice that the speaker was Draco Malfoy. As for what he saw with his glasses, It's just a fuzzy blob of platinum gold.

"God, you're not only too anxious to describe it, it's like a group of dementors are chasing after your ass." Draco muttered complainingly, and then Harry watched the platinum ball swaying Huang stood up, paused for a while and walked towards him, then, someone pulled him up, and his eyes suddenly became clear.

"Thank you, Drake." Harry touched his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and after thanking Drake, he was about to continue to rush out, but soon he stopped again, turned his head and stared at him with a strange look. looked at Drake, and then asked Drake in a tone that he was not sure about, "Excuse me, can you do me a favor."

"Of course, what are you going to do?" Although Draco was a little scared by Harry's gaze, he still agreed.

"Okay." Harry glanced around, then quickly took Draco's hand and flashed to the empty classroom beside him, then pressed Draco against the wall, and kissed him on the mouth without hesitation .

Draco didn't react at all, he felt someone kissed him, his eyes widened subconsciously, his whole body was as stiff as a piece of wood, and he was completely stunned.

"Relax, it's nothing." A few seconds later, Harry raised his head, patted Draco on the shoulder, and after comforting him, he muttered to himself with a confused face, "More The feeling just now is completely different..."

"..." Draco looked at Harry blankly, still in a state of shock and didn't come back to his senses.

"Maybe it's because the time is too short, let's make it longer this time." Harry looked at Drake's face and said distressedly, then kissed Drake's mouth more seriously than last time, and licked carefully Licking his lips, even sticking out his tongue to pry open his jaw, gave Draco a kiss that couldn't be deeper.

"But, I still don't feel it." After a long time, Harry let go of Drake, stood opposite Drake sadly, looked at his blushing face from the kiss just now, and subconsciously touched himself. In the chest, a person whispered there, "I don't feel like my heart is beating so fast that it's about to pop out. Is it because I'm not the right age? I really don't feel anything..."

"Draco, no matter what, thank you." Harry, who couldn't find the answer, apologized to Drake in frustration, and then walked out the door with his head drooping in frustration, leaving only Derek behind. Lark stood there alone.

Draco stood there in a daze for a long time before suddenly waking up, went out with a face redder than a tomato, as if he was sleepwalking, and then ran towards his dormitory...

He was going to visit his dean!

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The kissing incident came to an end, and Harry began to feel that his reaction when he accidentally kissed Snape was his own illusion, and there was nothing special about it theoretically.At first he was a little embarrassed to meet Snape, but when he met Snape later, Snape's face was calm, so Harry thought that if he still cared about this matter, he would be too petty, so he decided to do the same. Like Snape, act like nothing happened.

However, the accidental kissing incident also made Harry realize that he was no longer like the kid in the first grade. The kissing and hugging behavior he used to do with Snape was no longer appropriate and caused unnecessary embarrassment , so he had to start treating Snape with an adult attitude, in short, less physical contact, preferably not even holding hands.

This way I will be more normal!When Snape touched his face with his fingertips, Harry dodged subconsciously, then heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled shyly at Snape, "Severus, is there a problem? "

They were sitting in Snape's living room now, and Harry had come to ask Snape some questions and read a few books at his place.At this moment, they were sitting on both sides of the sofa with a stack of books in their arms. The distance between them was neither close nor far, so Snape's sudden approach made Harry, who was fascinated by reading, almost rolled under the sofa in fright.

"You have ink on your face, here." Snape pointed to a spot on Harry's face expressionlessly, obviously his action just now was to help him wipe off the dirt.

"Oh, thank you." Harry put the quill he was taking notes on, and wiped his face with the end of his sleeve vigorously, so much that his skin was reddened.

Well, he actually did it on purpose.But when Snape's fingertips touched him just now, the place Snape touched immediately burned like it was burned.Harry didn't want Snape to discover his embarrassment, so he could only cover it up in this way.

If he knew his reaction, he would definitely laugh at himself, right?You might even hate yourself.Harry carefully glanced at Snape's face, then moved to the corner with the book in his arms. It wasn't that he didn't like Snape's touch, on the contrary, it was because he liked it so much that even he himself felt a little It's not normal, so I try my best to avoid it.

"Are you reading these books?" Snape didn't seem to notice Harry's evasion, he just casually flipped through the basic reference books Harry had beside him, and then frowned, "Do you understand?"