The Obsession of the Savior of HP

It's over, I used to be able to force myself not to recall during the battle, but now it's good, there is nothing, only him left, and I can't do without recall...

Looking at his own body, it seems to be no different from before he was alive... After all, he had experienced a suspended animation experience once, but this time Harry was sure that he was not suspended animation. The death curse he released was different from Voldemort's. After all, there is no The soul piece can replace his own death. Although he is not a well-informed person, at least he knows a lot, but he knows nothing about his current state...

But for Harry, it doesn't matter now, there is no wand, there is nothing around him, and he can't even control death, which makes him extremely uncomfortable. He has been living in other people's world since he was a child, He doesn't even have a little space of his own, he doesn't know whether this kind of life is lucky or unlucky, he walks the road laid by others, advances along the thoughts of others, until the guidance given by others is completed, but he doesn't know how to continue Going down, he never had himself...

He didn't have the courage to live. He was Gryffindor, but he lost the courage he should have. Could it be that even Gryffindor wouldn't recognize him...

Living is pain for him, and death is a destination for him.Is this talking about the professor or about him?Harry put on a mocking smile. At the beginning, he wanted to die, and he thought about how he would react if he saw the professor... Now it seems that he was thinking too much, the professor didn't want to see him, right? .

Closing his eyes, Harry decided to enter the memory of the professor for the thousandth time, feeling the helplessness and sadness of the professor.

"Howl!!!!!! Roar~" The deafening roar rang in Harry's ears, causing Harry with his eyes closed to slightly wrinkle his forehead.

"Snotling, what are you doing standing there? Don't run away!" An unfamiliar voice yelled trembling nervously...

The frown deepened... This title is so familiar... Snotty? ... Snotty!

He opened his eyes abruptly, the snot... Doesn't that represent the professor?

What caught the eye was chaos, a werewolf was struggling with a big black dog, a herd deer, and a shivering little mouse beside him, and right in front of him...

"Hiss..." Harry gasped, with long black greasy hair, sallow face, black blank and empty eyes, half-worn robes and tightly pursed blue lips... Could it be that he recalled Recall hallucinations?

I don't know how to react, silently watching the deer and black dog get hurt, silently watching the werewolf growl towards the sky, silently watching the werewolf bullying the professor... silently waiting for my father, James Potter, to rescue the professor... …

Then Harry became nervous... The deer obviously had no room to move, and the deer was so far away that there was no way to reach it?What the hell is going on!

This is not a memory... Harry suddenly realized that he had seen the professor's memory countless times, and he could clearly remember every minute of the professor's life... This is not the professor's memory!

After reacting, Harry didn't care about his state of mind, and immediately rushed to the professor's position, and dragged the professor far away a second before the werewolf spoke... He didn't realize whether he could touch the object at all.

Enraged, the werewolf roared and rushed towards the professor.

The speed of the werewolf was so fast that Harry couldn't compete with it at all. Looking at the professor who was still in a daze in his arms and the wand in his hand, Harry looked up, his green eyes seemed to glow under the night.

"Professor, if you don't mind, I'd like to use your wand." Harry looked down at the professor, feeling the thin body in his arms. For some reason, his nose felt a little sore.

At this moment, Severus Snape reacted from the fact that Lupine was a werewolf. Feeling that he seemed to be hugged by others, he immediately struggled. Hearing Harry's words, he paused for a moment, and looked around The werewolf close at hand pursed his lips, "I'm not a professor!"

He still handed the wand to the hand of the person next to him. Slytherin always judged that his strength was not enough to escape from the mouth of the werewolf. Although he didn't know this stranger now, at least he could listen to the calm tone To deal with the werewolf in front of him, as for the purpose of this person... I will talk about it later.

Taking the wand, Harry quickly led the professor back, and then a powerful confinement spell hit the werewolf, and by the way, transformed a piece of nanmu next to it into a cage, adding many protective spells to imprison the werewolf who was about to break free from the confinement spell .

Finally relieved, Harry returned the wand to the professor... The professor is a prudent and cautious person, and it is impossible to let a stranger control his wand, even if the situation forces him to give it up for a while.Just look at the little professor staring at his hand vigilantly now...

At this time, James Potter and the others returned to their human form and staggered over. They were seriously injured. I don't know what happened today. Remus seemed to be particularly irritable.

"Snotling, don't think that you can be proud just because you know how to cast the Transfiguration Curse!" Looking at Remus walking around violently in the cage, a hint of surprise flashed in James' eyes... Could this snotling be stronger than him? How much stronger are they?

Hearing this, Severus Snape was obviously taken aback. Of course, so was Harry. Noticing that James and the others were not looking in Harry's direction at all, Severus Snape decided to remain silent.

"Snotling, what did you do to Remus?!" Sirius walked into the cage with his injured foot, saw Remus's werewolf in pain, and immediately became furious, pointed at Severus with his wand .

"Don't...don't be like this..." Pettigrew Peter shrank his neck, faltering and trying to persuade him to fight.

They...couldn't see him...Harry was puzzled. He walked up to James and looked at his father's face, but he didn't feel it at all. Just like in his previous life, he no longer cared whether his parents were still around, no longer I don't care if there are elders to take care of me, and I don't care if there are loyal people around me... The only thing I care about is the dead professor. He doesn't know what is going on in this situation, but if possible, He would rather be in this state all the time.

Even if he was so close, James and others still couldn't feel him...

"Professor, it seems that you are the only one who can see me..." Harry turned his head with a little surprise,

"If you still have the brain, you should remember that I said I'm not a professor even if it's already filled with troll feces!" ...) Consciously speak...

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"Snotling, who are you talking to?" Sirius immediately reacted, gripping his wand tightly and looking around. Could it be that there are other people at the scene?

Even the surprised James and Pettigrew looked around nervously. No one noticed that the cage where the werewolf was in had begun to crack...

Severus looked at the three idiots opposite with contempt, suppressed his doubts and fears in his heart, turned around and walked out of the Forbidden Forest...

"Professor be careful!" Harry, who was surprised that only the professor could see him just now, didn't expect that the spell he cast was stripped?What the hell is going on here, that a werewolf was able to lift a spell that even dragons couldn't break without getting hurt?How can this be!

But now is not the time to talk about this, Harry threw his whole body on the professor's body, and held the professor's hand holding the wand by the way, but before turning around to release the spell, the werewolf's claws had already landed on Harry's back superior……

Pain... Reluctantly repelling the werewolf with his wand under the shocked eyes of the professor, Harry desperately tried to stay awake and gave the professor a bitter smile... After finally seeing the professor, his dream was shattered in the next second... …that was the only thought Harry had before slipping into a coma.

warm family

I don't know how long it took before Harry finally regained consciousness, but his eyelids seemed too heavy. Harry anxiously wanted to see how the professor was doing, but the savior who could defeat Voldemort could not overcome his body, anxious The soul wandered and roared but could not break out of the body surface.Just when Harry was about to try again, he suddenly heard a voice outside... a voice he would never forget anyway, a voice that had been in his life for the first 11 years of his life.

"Doctor, how is my nephew?" The anxious female voice was obviously nervous, and Harry could only remember this kind of nervousness on Dudley.

"It's nothing serious, there are some traumas on the body surface, and it didn't cause too much damage, but I still need to stay in the hospital for observation for a week." This is a strange and cold professional answer,

"Okay, thank you, doctor."

Then there was the sound of the door opening and closing, and soon Harry felt a warm hand caressing his forehead, he didn't know how to express his feeling, what is it like now?Did he come back to memory?But he has no impression of this memory at all...

"Petunia...Harry is fine, don't worry anymore."

…This is Uncle Vernon's voice. The calm and worried voice that Harry had never heard before made Harry feel strange for some reason. Where is this?This is not his memory!He is sure.

"Woo..." Perhaps because of her husband's concern, Petunia finally couldn't help crying and fell into Vernon's arms, "Why are we all hiding here, they can still find Harry... Lily