The Obsession of the Savior of HP

Eyes turned to the Daily Prophet, which was largely hidden by the tablecloth.

"That...that's nothing." Hagrid suddenly felt a little nervous and wanted to stuff the newspaper in again, but accidentally tore the whole newspaper out.

Harry glanced at it, yes, it was the incident of Gringotts being stolen, "Has Gringotts been stolen? Hagrid, no, I mean, I heard that Gringotts is the safest place, isn't it?"

He rubbed the newspaper with his big hands and threw it aside. Hagrid was embarrassed to find that Harry still saw the news, so he stretched out his hand to scratch his hair with a smirk. "Except for Hogwarts," Hagrid insisted very much, "Gringotts is indeed The safest place. But Harry, don’t bother with this matter, it’s out of our control, and he didn’t succeed, luckily I went early.” Hagrid, who didn’t even realize what he said, still refused to let Hagrid Leigh took the news.

Nodding with a smile, the topic has been changed from the cake anyway, and Harry doesn't care what the topic is.Not long after chatting with Hagrid, Harry left. If he didn't leave, he would miss breakfast. Hagrid was very happy to have a common language with Harry, about animals, so he kept inviting Harry to come over whenever he wanted.Harry agreed and left.

When we arrived at the restaurant, Draco was already there, "Harry, today seems to be Saturday." Draco raised his pretty eyebrows, and noticed Harry's cool breath, obviously he just came back from outside.

"Well, I went outside for a walk, and stopped by Hagrid's place to sit for a while." After Harry walked down, he began to eat. He was indeed a little hungry, and he didn't need a chief to serve meals on weekends.

"Hagrid?" Draco frowned, didn't say anything, and moved the food to Harry's plate.

After breakfast, Harry thought about going to the library to do his homework, but just as he was about to leave, he saw a second-year Slytherin rushing over, "Harry, Professor Snape needs you to come to the office. The password is werewolf. "

Slightly stunned for a moment, Harry nodded, "Thank you, I'll be right there." Guessing in his heart that the professor must have doubted the source of his potion, and if he went deeper, the professor might have suspected him, so he smiled wryly in his heart For a moment, alas, being soft-hearted towards the professor made Harry completely break away from his usual calmness, but since the other party was a professor, Harry was still willing to reveal everything, but it was not the right time...Harry, who was immersed in speculation, did not He noticed the password problem, or rather, he didn't associate the password with that night.

The second-year Slytherin was clearly in awe of Harry, and his face brightened visibly when Harry thanked him.

Walking to the door of the cellar, Harry was a little confused. The portrait at the door of the potions office was also a snake. It should be said that all the door guards in Slytherin were snakes. The headmaster once wanted to replace them, but I don’t know why. He can replace any portraits in other places, but the snake on the door cannot be replaced no matter what method he uses.

"Password." The lying snake said lazily, coiling up its body in boredom, with its head still resting on the ground.

"Werewolves." Harry took a deep breath, then focused his thoughts,

"Correct." The door slowly opened, and Harry's heart gradually became tense.

Swallowing a breath nervously, Harry kept telling himself to relax, but the awareness that he was about to face Professor Du made his heart not obey his brain's order anyway, and kept beating on its own. stop.

Walking into the office, Harry felt depressed for some reason, unconsciously, he lowered his head immediately after he glanced at the calm blackness, "Professor, are you looking for me?"

After keeping his head down for a long time without hearing any sound, Harry raised his head in surprise, and saw the professor looking at him thoughtfully, his heart sank, "Professor?" Could it be that the professor really started Doubt him? ...my heart hurts a little...

Severus was sitting behind the desk, wearing an everyday black robe, his hair was still a little greasy, but he was staring at Harry with slightly bright eyes, as if he wanted to find something in Harry, "Potter, You're a Slytherin."

"Uh... yes, Professor. I'm Slytherin." Harry didn't know what the professor was going to do, but he just felt that the professor seemed different today?Is it because there is no air-conditioning around the body?Hmm... The professor seems to be looking better.

"Unfortunately, I am the Headmaster of Slytherin. Even if I don't want to, I still have to obey the tasks given by Mr. Headmaster." Severus shifted his gaze, and said lightly,

Harry didn't know what to say, guessing whether the headmaster had given the professor some task after hearing what he said yesterday, but he couldn't say anything, because it seemed wrong to say anything, and he said 'yes', that is To hit the professor's gloomy mood and say 'I'm sorry', he has no position at all, so he simply didn't say anything.

"Maybe you know that your parents and I have a deep... relationship." The elongated voice, slow speed, low tone, and silky tone made Harry's emerald green eyes flash. There was a moment of surprise, and after recollection, the pupils shrank for a moment... and this scene happened to fall into the eyes of Severus, who was carefully observing Harry's reaction.

Nodding in satisfaction, he reconfirmed some things in his heart. Severus did not intend to directly force the person opposite him to confess everything. He is a Slytherin, so naturally he has enough patience to find out the truth. Of course, it would be best to hear Harry's confession . "I heard that Mr. Principal invited you to have afternoon tea today?" His thick black eyebrows twitched, and Severus made this movement perfectly in Harry's eyes.

"Yes, Professor." I don't understand why the professor suddenly changed the subject again. Poor Harry's thoughts are in a mess now, and the idea of ​​'the headmaster forced the professor to recall his sad and painful past is really unforgivable' .

"Very good, come over after lunch, I will take you to the principal's office, now, you can leave." Unceremonious, but for the professor who is used to spraying venom, this is the best attitude .

After walking out of the office drowsily and out of the range affected by the professor's smell, Harry finally regained his brain and looked back in the direction of the office in surprise...Professor, why are you looking for him?

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Principal's Office [-]

Although Harry was a little confused, he trusted the professor from the bottom of his heart, so he didn't ask the bottom line at all.After thinking about it, he suppressed the weird feeling in his heart and headed towards the library.

It took a whole morning to go to the library. It was already lunch time when Harry broke away from the huge magical world. The people around the library had almost left, only Harry and He who had been studying with him all this time were left. Min Granger.

"Harry, what you see doesn't seem to be the scope of our study?" Hermione asked with a sense of exploration on the way to the hall.Hermione's contented life in Ravenclaw made her look like a queen in advance. For Harry, as long as he has a little bit of bad habits, such as reading books and missing meal time, Hermione is definitely a big sister It seemed to give Harry a half-day health education class.So as time went by, Harry got into the habit of closing the book in his hand and going to the hall for dinner regularly.

"Well, it's a book explaining spells." Harry was 100% indulging in Hermione, and he had never made a bad face. Even if Hermione educated him for an hour, he would be happy with it.

"Oh..." Nodding as if realizing something, Hermione frowned slightly, "It seems that you are doing well in Slytherin, at least no one troubles you, right?" The responsibility of the savior is very heavy, Hermione It was only now that Min thought of it.

"No, Slytherin is really nice, Hermione, you don't have to worry about me." Harry was a little helpless for Hermione's repeated suspicion that Slytherin was secretly looking for trouble, but he felt sorry for Hermione. Considerate and caring.

"By the way, Harry, have you heard? Gringotts has been robbed." Seeing Harry's expression, Hermione immediately changed the subject consciously, "Now Ravenclaws are discussing this matter. A research team has been set up to study the integrity of Gringotts' defense system."

A tangle flashed in the lake-like eyes. Harry didn't expect that Principal Dumbledore really used all methods to make him pay attention to this matter. "Well, I heard that it's at Hagrid's." Harry didn't want to say more about it, he had to be involved in this matter, but before that, he still wanted to live a peaceful life for a few days.

"Hagrid? Is that the gamekeeper? He's really tall. I guess he must have giant blood." Hermione, who was very sensitive to Harry's emotions, could only change the subject again.

Harry smiled noncommittally, Hagrid did have giant blood, but obviously this kind of thing can't be shouted out loud in public, otherwise it will definitely cause trouble for Hagrid. //

Soon after walking to the hall, Harry said goodbye to Hermione and returned to his special Slytherin seat. Draco looked at Harry with some confusion after he entered the hall until he took his seat, "Harry , you studied with that... Ravenclaw again?" I have to say,