[HP] Subversion - Destined

"We solved Quirrell in the first grade, but the main soul of Voldemort who was parasitized on the back of his head escaped; in the second grade, we solved Voldemort's two horcruxes, the Ravenclaw crown and the diary, oh, by the way, the secret room Basilisk; then in the third grade, he eliminated the Hufflepuff gold cup brought out from Gringotts, the soul piece in Marvolo Gaunt's resurrection stone ring; in the fourth grade, the Goblet of Fire Triwizard Tournament, solved The fifth Horcrux, the Slytherin Locket, and at the same time, Voldemort was resurrected, but Cedric was not dead." I wisely gave up talking to Snape and turned to Dumbledore, "In exchange, Would you like to tell me what happened in this world in the past four years? ——Besides, if my soul enters this body, then the original Harry should go to my world, don’t worry, it’s safe there.” ——As long as His heart was strong enough to take my relationship with Snape.

"Albus, are you willing to listen to his nonsense?!" Snape narrowed his eyes, as if he would directly throw a Legilimency if Dumbledore gave an order.

"Don't be impatient, Severus." Dumbledore's eyes flickered, especially when he heard the word "Horcrux", "Voldemort did parasitize Quirrell in Harry's first year to steal the Philosopher's Stone, If the diary you're talking about is Tom Riddle's, then Harry also wiped them out in second year - including the Basilisk. And then, you know, Voldemort used the Triwizard Tournament to resurrect not long ago. But The crowns, cups, rings, and lockets you speak of did not appear—also, can you explain the so-called Horcruxes?"

Now, I can almost be sure that I have indeed traveled to the original work. "It's my honor to explain to you, in fact, you in our world told me about the explanation of the Horcrux." I kept a polite smile, or a smirk, "However, in exchange, I hope you Promise me on one condition - don't try to use compulsive potion spells like Veritaserum or Legilimency on me..."

"Impossible!" Snape interrupted me almost immediately, "Don't insult our IQ Mr. Intruder! Don't you think we'd be so stupid as to search for the truth in the midst of your illogical lies?! "This time, Dumbledore didn't stop Snape from roaring, but just looked at me with a smile.

"In this world, there is something called a Pensieve." I raised my eyebrows contentedly.

——The words are divided into two ends——

When Harry regained consciousness in a daze, he seemed to hear someone talking in a daze. "...So, you're trying to tell me that your cauldron exploded and Harry was put in a coma? Severus, are you kidding me? You exploded the cauldron too?!" This was clearly Pomfrey Madam's unbelievable voice.

"...The most important thing now is how to bring him back to his senses, rather than discussing whether I will blow up the cauldron." Snape's deep, silky voice hinted of impatience.

"You can't do anything about it, and it's impossible for me to wake him up all at once—his soul fluctuations are very chaotic, and even the magic power that can't control the body is running around. I have never heard that the explosion of the crucible will affect the soul. What kind of potion are you developing?" Madam Pomfrey began her thoughts, "I'm not saying you, Severus, as a potion master, you know the dangers in the process of developing potions best. Well, Harry is Gryffindor and it’s easy to get into trouble, but why are you always spoiling him? No one understands how huge the magic power in his body is better than you. It’s not an exaggeration to level up Spider’s End alley directly with a random magic riot... ..."

Everyone knew that the Queen of Medical Wing could not be offended. The Potion Master looked at his unconscious lover on the bed with a livid face, bent down and held his hand, and continued to channel and absorb the chaotic magic power in the opponent's body.

The tip of the nose lingers with a faint fragrance of potion, which belongs to Hogwarts' most terrifying, gloomy and eccentric greasy old bat, Severus Snape, who can make himself and even most people in the academy immediately smell it And run away——objectively speaking, the smell is not bad, even... Merlin!I'm actually praising Snape's smell!Harry felt that his mind was in a mess, and there was a terrifying force rampaging in his body, and the pain was endless, until a big warm hand wrapped around his hand, that force seemed to find an outlet to vent, rushing out, the pain The feeling gradually disappeared, replaced by exhaustion, and then a warm current passed into his body through that hand, and he suddenly felt warm and very comfortable all over his body.

"Severus, you don't need to convert all the magic power of the two of you, in case your body can't bear it..." Madam Pomfrey's worried voice was very clear in the quiet space.

"It's okay." The velvety texture was very close to him, which made Harry realize to his surprise that the person holding his hand was actually Snape, "Harry..." Is this really Snape's voice? ?Harry wanted to shudder, that Potions professor who never gave him a good face since he was in school, put on a face of "you are the person I hate the most" all day long, humiliating himself obliquely, buckle He even wanted to kick himself out of Hogwarts - how could he call his Christian name in a voice without any gloomy prejudice horror - or even a deep voice? !

The cauldron that Snape blew up, Snape holding his hand, Snape calling himself Harry... This world is crazy!It's just that he encountered a dementor inexplicably, why did he wake up as if he had been asleep for a century? ! ——Wait, Dementor... Voldemort's resurrection... Cedric... Harry forced himself to open his eyes. He hadn't gotten any news from the wizarding world for a month, and he was troubled by anxiety, panic, and nightmares every day. There are many, many questions to be answered and he cannot rest!

"Harry?!" When Harry's eyes regained focus, the first thing he saw was Snape's face, like a frightened rabbit, he withdrew his hand in panic and hastily and curled up on the bed next to the wall. into a ball.

"Harry?" Snape frowned and looked at his partner staring at him with a look of fear mixed with resentment and disbelief, and when he stretched out his hand, the other party shrank even more. What's the matter?

"Harry? How do you feel?" Madam Pomfrey stepped forward very dutifully.

"Madame Pomfrey!" As if grabbing a life-saving straw, Harry quickly grabbed her robe, "Why am I here? Where is Professor Dumbledore?"

Madam Pomfrey stared at Harry with a puppy-like expression and froze in place, Merlin!When had she ever seen the former savior, current Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and potions master's companion make such an expression? !She became worried and serious, and cast several detection spells on Harry. However, apart from the chaotic soul fluctuation, Harry's body recovered to be stable and normal. Even because Snape transformed the chaotic magic power in his body just now, He no longer needs to stay in the hospital wing.

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Harry forced himself to calm down: "Please answer my question, ma'am. I haven't received any news related to the wizarding world for a month. You know that Voldemort has..." Snape projected on him The sight that seemed to poke two holes out of himself made him unable to continue, "I need to see Professor Dumbledore immediately, please!"

"?" Madam Pomfrey turned to Snape inexplicably. The latter frowned and stared at Harry with a gloomy face like a poisonous snake. Her first reaction was, these two had a quarrel? "Harry, you just fell unconscious because the cauldron exploded, and Severus couldn't find a way to revive you so he brought you to the medical wing. Your soul fluctuations are chaotic, and so is the magic, but Severus has helped You settle down, he absorbs all your chaotic magic - it's a very dangerous thing, you know, he's awkward, but he cherishes you..."

"Poppy!" "What?!"

Snape's and Harry's voices sounded at the same time, and Harry quickly glanced at Snape with an expression of swallowing a slug, "You...you said Snape... cherish me..." He didn't think he was under the Confusion Curse It was Madam Pomfrey who was under the Confusion Charm, and she said that Snape 'cherished' herself! ?

"That's enough, Poppy!" Snape took two steps forward and dragged Harry off the bed, "I'll take care of the rest, don't bother."

"Snape! Let me go!! I'm going to see Professor Dumbledore!!" Harry never realized that Snape's strength was so great that he couldn't break free. Gewartz scurrying through the empty corridors, what on earth was he trying to do? !Harry suddenly thought of Voldemort, yes, Voldemort is resurrected, and Snape is a Death Eater... Fear mixed with a kind of excitement came to mind, wand, what I need now is a wand!As soon as this thought came to him, he immediately felt a chill in his right hand, and clenched it reflexively—it was a magic wand!His body was filled with surging magic power, so powerful that he thought that even if he faced the terrifying Death Eater in front of him, he would not necessarily lose, he could...

"Damn it!" Snape angrily pressed Harry against the wall, "I warn you, intruder! I don't care where you came from, you are not allowed to use anything that belongs to this body !Otherwise, I don’t mind taking Legilimency to pull you out bit by bit!!”

"What?" Harry didn't understand Snape's meaning, but he felt that the magic power in his body was continuously draining through the hand that was holding him, and he struggled in panic, "Let me go! You old bat! !"

A stern look flashed in Snape's eyes, he couldn't restrain Li Li's anger, this inexplicable soul occupied his lover's body without knowing it, yet dared to shamelessly abuse magic power - but he couldn't do anything to him. It was Harry's body, where did Harry's soul get lost, he regretted that he was developing the potion at that time, regretted that he was too impatient, regretted not teasing him, regretted... Snape couldn't help kissing those pair of hands. Lips, kissing this body vigorously and predatorily, as if Harry would come back if he suffocated him, those shining eyes and seductive smile that belonged to him whispered to him as if to seduce him "" Sif"...

Harry was stunned. It had never occurred to him, not even in his nightmares, that Snape was kissing himself!He opened his eyes wide and forgot to breathe. He should have realized that the world had become unreasonable since he woke up—the most unreasonable thing was that he felt his body trembling with excitement, yes, excitement , involuntarily wanted to respond to the other party, and involuntarily pressed closer... until a ball of flames ignited from the lower abdomen, his dazed head finally realized that something was wrong, but at this moment, Snape suddenly broke away from his arms Lips, the icy temperature that suddenly shot out from the fundus of Obsidian stung his nerves, and he began to expect the other party to continue this extremely aggressive action...

Harry was terrified by his own thoughts, longing for Snape to touch him and possess him? !This greasy, dark old bat? ! ——he didn't know why Snape disappeared, and how he got into the headmaster's office—no, when did Dumbledore's office become this silver-green, very serious and meticulous in Slytherin style room? !

"Harry, are you pissing off Severus again?" Harry felt the voice sound kindly familiar, and he turned his head to find a portrait on the wall that he had never seen before , in the portrait is a handsome young man with reddish-brown long curly hair, he is leaning leisurely on a rattan chair, with a heavy book on his knees, a pair of warm blue eyes sparkle with some kind of mischievous color , looked Harry up and down, with faint concern and worry, "You don't look very good."

Harry felt that the gaze on him was so familiar that he blurted out, "Professor Dumbledore!"

Not only Harry himself, but also the young man in the portrait was stunned, and then a loose tone interjected: "Abus, how long has it been since I heard Harry call you a professor?" A man appeared behind the rattan chair The handsome blond man, his sea-blue eyes are full of domineering and powerful colors, the corners of his lips are habitually hooked into evil arcs, his bony hands seem to be casually resting on the young man's shoulders, his laziness and carelessness can't cover up the kindness. Nobility naturally exuded from the bottom of his bones, and... the domineering aura of a king who has been in the top position for a long time.

The invisible pressure made Harry take a step back, and the young man in the painting took the hand on his shoulder: "How is Severus?"

The man shook his head, and looked at Harry slightly reproachfully: "He used his body as a container to guide and ease Harry's chaotic magic power, and he forced himself to absorb a lot just now to prevent Harry's overflowing energy—even so , Harry, you are still like a toddler who can lose control of his magic power at any time, completely unable to contain your magic power. What happened between you?"

"What?" Harry looked down at his body for no reason. He didn't feel any discomfort, but the filling of magic power in his body made him quite happy, but he began to wonder, when did he have so much magic power?Moreover, he felt that he had become taller... He picked up the wand anxiously, yes, it was indeed the brother of Voldemort's wand... Wait, where did the ring on this hand come from?Also, these hands are obviously wider and slender than his own...

"He's not Harry Potter." Snape's indifferent and stiff voice interrupted Harry's increasingly flustered introspection. "A wild ghost from nowhere has occupied Harry's body."

Panicked, wronged and angry instantly ignited his reason, Harry raised his wand and pointed at Snape: "No! I am Harry Potter! Why do you insult me, Snape?!" The energy in his body exploded uncontrollably Come on, instantly smashed the undefended furnishings in the room to pieces, even Snape was pushed against the wall by the force of energy, coughing and spitting out blood.Harry panicked, no, this is not what he wanted, he didn't mean to hurt him!

"Calm down! Potter! Don't let your emotions control your strength!" The man's calm command seemed to wake Harry up from a basin of cold water.

"My child, put away your wand, you are too impulsive." The young man frowned at Snape's pale face.

Snape held his wand tightly and stood still: "Albus! He's a..."

"I know, I understand, it's up to us to ask him, you need to rest now." The young man said in an irrefutable tone, "You don't want Harry's soul to return, but your body collapses?" Jian Si Nepe pursed his thin lips tightly and said nothing, the young man turned to Harry, "Son, can you tell us what happened to you before you lost consciousness?"