The Obsession of the Savior of HP

Alright, let's hurry in. "As soon as the pleasant voice fell, the door was pushed open, and Dumbledore walked in first, followed by Severus with a gloomy face.

Seeing Harry staying obediently on the sofa, not moving around as he imagined made Severus look a little better,

"It seems that there is still a little bit of your brain left, I hope you can have that opportunity to keep it, otherwise your life will be unimaginable in the next period of time!" After finishing speaking, he shook his robe and went out, angry Stuffy, he still needs to tidy up the guest room that no one has lived in for a long time before he can move in, at least he can't really let this damn Potter die here.

Seeing the professor's unhappy look, Harry knew the reason but was even more aggrieved. Why did he need to take the place of his father... He was not welcome together, "Mr. Dumbledore, do I have to stay here? If it is not possible, I can go back to the Muggle world." His existence can easily make the professor feel aggrieved, not to mention the fact that he has to be in front of him all the time...

Dumbledore immediately showed an annoyed look, "Oh, Harry, I'm sorry to let you hear the conversation just now, you have to know that Severus is a typical tough-mouthed and soft-hearted, he will take good care of you, don't worry."

So, Harry lowered his face and didn't speak...although he felt a little excited.

Not long after, Dumbledore left and returned to the Hogwarts headmaster's room from Severus's fireplace. Afterwards, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Now that Harry is back, everything can return to normal, although there is a small gap in the middle. A mistake, but it will not affect the whole. Unfortunately, it is still an unknown mystery whether Harry was held hostage by that force.

As soon as Dumbledore left, Harry became nervous. He turned his head and looked around helplessly. The professor hadn't come down yet, so he didn't know what to do... After thinking for a long time, his palms were a little sweaty.

"If you still want to stay here, then take care of yourself, don't go out casually, don't mess with all your belongings, especially the basement is forbidden, otherwise I will definitely kick you out without hesitation!" the professor also said. It started without entering the door, until Harry looked down condescendingly with an uneasy expression.

"Yes, I know...professor...no, I mean, Mr. Snape." Subconsciously, he wanted to call Professor, but halfway through he finally realized that he couldn't continue to call him that, and Harry immediately changed it.

However, the word 'teach' was naturally passed into the perceptive professor's ears directly, and he narrowed his eyes slightly. The professor stared at Harry suspiciously for a long time, until Harry was at a loss and took the lead to avert his eyes.

He raised the corners of his mouth with a sneer, "It seems that we have ushered in a not-so-simple 'savior'..." Quickly took out his wand and pointed at Harry, "Who the hell are you?!"

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"Harry Potter...my name is Harry Potter, if the professor... well, that's what Mr. Snape wants to know, Mr. Dumbledore told me yes you are the Potions professor at Hogwarts, let me It’s fine to call you professor directly, but... in the Muggle world, only your own teacher can call you that, so I dare not call you professor rashly. But I really hope to be able to be guided by the professor.” Harry put his hands on his body hold tightly,

There was a hint of nervousness in the green eyes, but they still looked at Severus firmly.Still holding the wand firmly in his hand, Severus stared closely at Harry Potter's eyes, of course he didn't let go of the nervousness and caution just now, and he weighed it in his heart, just now Dumbledore did mention that After this incident, he looked Harry's small body up and down, and his black eyes were unpredictable...

"The first room on the left side of the second floor, don't let others think that your long legs are just for decoration." Put down the wand neatly, turn around and walk to the basement, without even looking at Harry... now He needed a potion, but didn't have it ready.

Watching the professor leave, Harry knew that the professor didn't want to believe him at all. He might be under surveillance for a short time later, but this is what he is best at. Probably, in the last life, only the last seven There is no monitoring by the magic world in the year...

Silently lowering his eyes, Harry went upstairs silently, looking at the simple room, the gray single bed, a bedside table, and maybe a wardrobe, there was nothing else, for everything that had happened in the future A glimmer of sunlight finally leaked out of his depressed heart. On the bed was a pajamas that had obviously been shrunk by the Shrinking Curse. Finally, there was a hint of joy in the green eyes. The professor was really careful. Dumbledore didn’t even ask Harry to pack it before. He took Harry and left, which resulted in Harry having no clothes at all.

The sky quickly darkened. Harry looked out the window and frowned. The professor hadn't come out of the basement until now. He knew that the professor would forget the time when he brewed potions, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even know how to eat the most basic food. Thinking of adding, after all, he had never really had contact with the professor before, which made Harry a little uncomfortable...

He got up and went to the place where it was obviously the kitchen. His frown deepened. It seemed that he hadn't used it for a long time. He was looking at the ingredients that had been thrown aside and cast a fresh-keeping spell...only bread and a few pieces of raw steak?How on earth does the professor survive these days?

Thinking of this, Harry walked out of Spider's End, and quickly bought a lot of food from a nearby supermarket. Fortunately, when he came back, the professor obviously still hadn't finished brewing the potion, so Harry was relieved and relieved. Enter the kitchen and get busy.

By the time Severus came out of the basement, it was already 7 o'clock in the evening. He reached out and rubbed his forehead. It was a waste of time to brew the potion for the repeated potion, but it was necessary. Looking at the look in his hand, it was black A sternness flashed in his eyes, if someone really pretends to be...

As soon as he walked to the door, Severus was slightly taken aback... How long has it been since he felt the smell of food?This is impossible... Could it be?

Walking quickly into the hall, I saw the food on the table that had apparently cooled down, and... a small figure curled up on the sofa.At that moment, a strange feeling flashed across Severus' heart, and a wave of fluctuation appeared in his expression, and then disappeared...

Hiding the potion in his cuff, Severus stood quietly in front of the sofa, looked at Harry who was sleeping soundly, and pursed his lips, "Get up!"

The moment the professor entered the hall, Harry was already awake, so when he heard the voice, Harry immediately opened his eyes, blinked and looked up at the professor, and then jumped up, "Uh... sorry, I fell asleep gone."

Looking back at the food that had cooled down on the table, "Uh, I'll heat it up right away." Then he was about to pick up the food on the table, but was stopped by the professor. With a spell, the food steamed again.

"Uh...thank you." Harry followed the professor to sit on the chair, carefully and secretly looked at the professor who was staring at the food thoughtfully,

"If you still have brains, you should remember that I once said not to act casually here!" Squinting his eyes slightly, he glanced at Harry's face, "Who gave you the right to leave this room?"

"...I'm sorry." Harry decided to apologize directly, otherwise the professor's venom would have been sprayed more, at least for now he is still relatively restrained...

Glaring at Harry, Severus secretly checked the ingredients of the food, and found that there was no poisonous substance, and it seemed that it was indeed ordinary food... He picked up the knife and fork and started eating.

Seeing that the professor ate it, Harry happily enjoyed his own food. For some reason, he ate it with the professor anyway, and felt that the usual food was delicious.

After dinner, Harry naturally picked up the plates and went to the kitchen to wash them. Anyway, he was already proficient at this kind of work.

Seeing Harry's movements, Severus frowned secretly, if this is really Harry... An 8-year-old child can do housework so proficiently...

When Harry said good night to the professor, the professor was still in deep thought, so he let Harry go back to the second floor. After thinking, he looked at the potion in his hand with an unpredictable expression, got up and went to the second floor. go.He hesitated for a while at the stairs, and finally walked to the left...

Harry is changing his pajamas. He has many scars on his body. After all, because of his young age and his slow body movements, he will inevitably be injured during training. The elves originally had holy medicine for healing. After that, the elders of the elves will also prepare a lot for Harry, but because the holy medicine is something the professor will definitely like, and it is true that the holy medicine is very effective and can save many lives, so every time Harry will Secretly shrunk and hid, and accumulated for a long time, the shrunk potions can already form a potion box, and the scars on Harry's body kept adding up until they were a little hideous.But Harry's a little bit about that

It doesn't feel like...no one cares anyway.

So, when the professor came in, he saw a complex dark red scar on his fair back, and immediately clenched his hand holding the doorknob, his black eyes were full of shock,

Harry, who didn't remember the wound on his body at all, looked at the professor staring at his back, a little confused, so when he looked down and saw the chest, he immediately reacted and put his clothes on, "Sir, what's the matter? "

"...Drink it!" He quickly walked up to Harry and handed the potion to Harry's mouth.