savior or bat

The minister of the Ministry of Magic always has an invisible majesty. That Hermione Weasley is much wiser than his predecessor, Cornelius Fudge. When Hermione threw a thick stack of appeal materials in front of the members of the parliament, Those defiant guys didn't dare to make a sound, because the resurrection of the only descendant of the Prince potion family was far more attractive to ordinary people than the possibility of the savior becoming the Dark Lord. The headlines of the joint invitation of double-faced agent Severus Snape to join the Potions Association by veterans from all over the world came quickly.

Just when they wanted to occupy the headlines of the "Daily Prophet" again, all eyes were on the "Quieker" magazine, and their hearts were half chilled when they saw the headlines.

"Harry and Snape are a couple??! Merlin! Merlin!" Ron walked around the office as if he had seen a ghost. "It's impossible!"

"I don't think you saw the same rings on their ring fingers in the Quibbler." Seamus was also shocked, but he reacted quickly. "Just think about it, man, it's not the end of the world."

"Don't you think this is scarier than the end of the world?! That's an old bat!"

"Yes, but you have to change your words, because Harry will definitely not like you calling Professor Snape like that. If you haven't calmed down, I think I'll go on this task by myself." Seamus said Hermione winked, and Hermione nodded, throwing him a kit.

"Here." Ron snatched the file bag with a horrified expression on his face, opened it and took a look at the files inside. "...but I still can't believe the two of them..."

Seamus rolled his eyes at the sky, walked around the absent-minded Ron and walked towards the door.

"I'm leaving, it's impossible if you think about it carefully."

"Hey, wait for me!"

Hermione felt that her head was a bit big too, but it was a good thing, her most worried friend was disciplined now, wasn't she?Not to mention the admirable professor.Maybe she can use this exposure of the scandal as an advantage to order the old guys in the parliament. A glorious spy who is famous for his achievements in potions and a golden savior that everyone is watching are a good combination.

Obviously not everyone thinks like Hermione, Draco Malfoy is one of them.He was drinking a cup of hot tea when he saw the news, and it was no surprise that he sprayed it directly on the magazine in the next second.

"...Dad, are you okay?" Scorpius looked at his father's gaffe, thankful that he wasn't sitting across from him just now.He also wondered what his dad would be so shocked by.

"That damned Scarhead!!!"

Draco's angry voice echoed throughout the entire Malfoy Manor, reverberating.

Of course, Hugo Weasley, who was also resting at home due to the holiday, ran out of the bedroom as soon as he heard his aunt's scream, and he didn't forget to turn off the game machine before coming out.

"Did something happen?"

Hugo was a little puzzled seeing the complicated and shocked expression on Ginny's face, but his aunt couldn't hear any disturbance at this moment.He had no choice but to go around and see the magazine in Ginny's hand, and he couldn't help screaming because of the impressively large characters in it.

"Ahhh!!! My godmother is a man?! It's impossible!"

"Brat, don't yell next to me, my ears." Ginny reached out and hit Hugo on the head, and she covered her resonant ears. "I think it's not the godmother, but your other godfather. This is Professor Snape, the most eerie Slytherin head of Hogwarts, a man who exudes a dangerous aura."

"Why did the godfather like that Professor Snape?!" Hugo had seen this bleak man in the last few days of last semester, when Headmaster McGonagall announced him as the new head of Slytherin in front of the auditorium, but He didn't have much contact with it, because this professor only taught advanced black arts courses.A trace of familiarity could be heard from Ginny's description, which seemed to be very similar to the godfather's performance in potions class for a period of time last semester.Could it be that his godfather is also of this type? !So like attracts like? !

Ginny's feelings for Harry have long since faded away, leaving behind only friendship and comrade-in-arms camaraderie. She was just shocked by Harry's sexual orientation, and they had been in love before.Could it be said that prolonged loneliness can also change a person's sexuality?

One big and one small were all there thinking about their own things, obviously they didn't see an owl eagerly beating outside the window.

The owner of the letter was anxiously pouring himself a cup of black tea with sugar in his room. He sent out more than a dozen letters in just three to ten minutes. It was obvious that Luna told the world about him. Caught off guard, because he hadn't figured out how to appease his friends, especially his godsons and... a Malfoy.

"Merlin..." Harry felt that he had a headache, and he tried to look at his partner who was sitting next to him and read the newspaper expressionlessly, trying to get some solutions from him.

"Don't look at me like that, Potter, you're getting retribution." Snape took a sip of his coffee, glanced at Harry, and caught the latter's look of lovelessness in his eyes. "I warned you not to buy such conspicuous gadgets, two identical rings? Hmph, a ground basilisk with one eye can understand the meaning."

"But you didn't refuse..." Harry chose to stop speaking after receiving a death sight from his partner.

"What are you talking about? This blindingly bright ring looks like a "simple" souvenir."

"Well, it was my fault." Harila poked at the magazine with a hunch, his head resting on the couch.He stared at the dark green ceiling. "But I'm still very happy to have declared my sovereignty."

Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at Harry, who was suddenly in a happy mood, and said, "Gryffindor style."

"Of course, thanks to you, I'm back as head of Gryffindor. Maybe you, the current head of Slytherin, have some insights to share with me? Between Slytherin-style knowledge and ingenuity ?”

"It's amazing, ten years of Slytherin life makes you understand the truth." Snape put down the newspaper in his hand, and he moved his arm. "I think Miss Know-it-All will be happy to see this, she's been struggling with the political conference debates lately. The Weasleys don't really matter, he always ends up with you."

"Of course, but what about Malfoy?"

Before Snape could answer, the conversation was interrupted by a frantic knock on the door.

"Oh no..." Harry guessed that this furious knock could only be Draco Malfoy, but he hadn't yet figured out what to say. "Severus..."

"It's rare that you're actually afraid of a Malfoy." Snape didn't intend to get up. "Go and open the door, Potter."

Harry resigned himself to the door and asked the snake statue to let him in. He saw a golden figure pushing himself against the door.

"You Scarhead! What did you do to my godfather?!"

"Can you calm down..." Harry glared at Draco, whose clothes were about to be ripped off.

"Draco, let him go."

Snape's gloomy words reached the ears of the two, and Draco subconsciously let go of his hand, watching Harry arrange his clothes.He turned around and bowed his head in a salute.

"godfather."

"Hmph." Snape was still sitting on the sofa. "Did your proud Malfoy etiquette feed African tree snakes with brains?"

"Sorry, Godfather…"

"Apologies to Potter."

Draco looked up in surprise, only to see Snape glaring at him sullenly, and he shuddered.

"No, I'm fine." Harry was a little flattered, he let Draco sit on the chair opposite the sofa, and made him a cup of black tea by the way.

"Thank you." Draco met his terrifying godfather, and soon the frantic mood stabilized, and now he was covered in cold sweat. "I'm sorry, Harry."

"No, I think if Sirius had found a boyfriend or my friend, I'd be crazy too." Harry noticed that Draco glanced at his silent godfather every now and then, and had to let the ignorant The partner who started to get angry restrained his breath.

"Severus?"

Draco admitted that the title made him almost jump in shock, the news in the magazine was not as exciting as the real face.What's even more frightening is that he really felt the air-conditioning around the godfather began to pick up, Merlin!You can't be so ruthless to him!

"You'd better come to the cellar if you have something to do, Draco." Snape narrowed his eyes, and the meaning of his words was very clear, telling his godson not to disturb him casually.Of course Draco understood the meaning, so he could only make up a reason: "Father said he would like to ask you to go to Malfoy Manor some time to catch up."

"That's not like Lucius." Snape stared at Draco until Draco started to shudder, and Harry took over.

"I think he will, but can I go too? I miss Aunt Sissy's dessert." Harry broke the deadlock between the two, he dared not call Narcissa his cousin in front of Draco, and he Nor would it look like he was taking advantage of Draco.Fortunately, because of Sirius' relationship, he can call Narcissa his aunt.

"Of course, Harry, I'll tell my mother." Draco heaved a sigh of relief, thankful that Harry was still here.But their situation is more like godparents and their son? !

"Here's the word, you can go." Snape mercilessly began to send his godson away. He was still busy and didn't want to face other people during his only vacation. "If you still have such a gaffe next time, I don't mind writing a letter and asking Lucius to teach you basic etiquette again."

"No…" Draco looked up in horror, his father's parenting methods were nothing short of a childhood nightmare, and he wouldn't want to try it a second time. "No next time, Godfather, I promise."

"Then get out."

Draco gave the two of them a final Malfoy salute and left the cellar.

"I didn't expect you to be so strict with Draco." Harry saw that Draco was so angry that he didn't dare to show a look, he was amused and sympathetic. "Compared to my godfather, it really doesn't have any majesty."

Snape glanced at Harry.

"Slytherin nobles pay attention to etiquette, which is the norm. Obviously Draco got too close to you and left bad habits."

"Hey... what are bad habits..." Harry protested dissatisfied. "It's full of human nature. I don't want Draco to be like Lucius Malfoy, thinking of his own interests and calculating people around him all his life."

The corners of Snape's mouth curled into an arc, and he raised an eyebrow.

"Aptly described, I should probably give Gryffindor a point for your understanding."

"...Thank you for your generosity, my professor."

After the trouble last time, Draco calmed down a lot. He repeatedly told his son to maintain his own manners and respect for Professor Snape when he met Professor Snape.Although Scorpius was a little puzzled by his father's attitude, he still nodded to express his understanding.

The new semester will usher in new students. They looked at the Sorting Hat curiously and spoke, which reminded Harry of himself back then, but this time he sat in the position of head of Gryffindor.

"Severus, what were you thinking back then?" Harry asked quietly beside Snape. "Have you not……"

"Shut your mouth, Potter." Snape glared at Harry, who guessed what he was going to say. "I think you've read my memories, including back then."

"But I still want to hear you say it."

"Eat your dinner." Snape noticed Principal McGonagall smiling at them, and the expression on his face suddenly became tense. "If you don't want to eat, then I'll drag you straight back to the cellar. You won't like my methods, Potter."

Harry retracted his head, flushed and obediently picked up a fork of pasta and stuffed it into his mouth.He has already seen this man's tricks, he doesn't want to ask for leave tomorrow and just stay in bed!Even the screaming mirror in the cellar would laugh at him.

The deans took the students into the dormitory after dinner, and because Harry appeased a homesick little Muggle wizard, it was almost curfew before returning to the cellar.He saw Snape sitting at his desk in a black nightgown, correcting his homework.

"so late?"

"Kids are always homesick," explained Harry, who was probably old enough to really enjoy seeing those cute kids.

Snape looked up from his homework, glanced at Harry, put down his quill, and walked over to Harry.

"The great savior wants a baby?"

"No...how could that be!" Harry watched in surprise as Snape picked up his pajamas and threw them at him.

"Then shower and sleep, Potter."

Harry took off the clothes on top of his head, angrily accusing the other party in his heart of being a partner without emotional intelligence.

He walked into the bedroom soon after taking a shower. Snape was already lying on the bed, and he remembered that he still had a lot of potion homework that he had not yet graded.

"Come here." Snape waved to Harry. "It's curfew time."

"But I still have homework that hasn't been changed..."

"I don't think even the eyesight potion can save your near-blindness. You should pay attention to the parchment on your desk before deciding."

Harry glanced at it from a distance, and found that there were already dense comments and comments on it.

"Oh, I'm so glad to have you, Severus." Harry smiled and climbed into bed and lay down. "Perhaps you don't mind exchanging courses with me a few times in the future?"

"Dreaming." Snape's short words shattered Harry's desire to take Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"Don't be so heartless."

"I think I asked you which course to choose before, and you said you had no regrets."

"...I didn't say I regret it." Harry muttered against his will. "Just yearning for new things."

"Teaching is no fun, Potter." Snape frowned, his arm being pillowed by Harry.

"I know I know, I'm just a proposal."

"So, wanting a child is also a proposal?"

Startled, Harry looked up at Snape.

"No, I didn't say I wanted any children."

"Your eyes betray you," Snape reminded, though he had no idea what good it was to have a little troll. "I can see that you are envious."

"Okay," Harry admitted. "I'm just wishing."

"I'll give you the potion if you want."

Harry was awakened by Snape's words, and he grabbed the other's hand happily.

"Severus, do you have a way?"

"Of course, but it will come out of your stomach."

Harry's smile paused, what terrible words.Is he a man going to have children like a woman? !

"Could it be... there is no such thing as jumping out of the air?"

Snape glared at Harry with a "You're hopelessly stupid" look.

"You thought it was in your spiritual hall? There is no such good thing in the magic world."

"...I have to think about it before deciding." As a boy who was born in the Muggle world and has been educated by Muggles for many years, the concept of men and women has been deeply ingrained in him since he was a child. This kind of unethical thing is really hard for him to accept.

"That's best, sleep with you now." Snape covered the two of them with the quilt, and hugged Harry again.

So this topic has not been brought up again for the time being.

As the relationship between the two was revealed, they also generously admitted their love affair in the "Daily Prophet", which made many women who admired and secretly loved Harry cry, and some even sent Harry a roaring letter , Said he cheated their feelings.One of them still fell into Snape's hands. Of course, the Potion Master didn't allow the Howling Letter to be automatically opened, so he burned it up in a "blazing flame".

"Um...sorry, Severus." Harry saw a cloud of ashes in front of Snape, and he swept the dust away. "Those women are crazy."

"You should be proud of your unshakable golden reputation."

"No, I'd rather be an ordinary person." Harry said helplessly. These are the 46 yelling letters he had cleaned up recently. He would rather these women scold him face to face, after all, he always sees his lover's unhappy face. Looks are not a good thing.

"I think I have to go to Ron's place. This is under their Auror jurisdiction." Harry said, putting on his original coat and scarf.

"Finally willing to change back into your own clothes?" Snape said blankly, his eyes still on the newspaper.

"Um..." Harry was a little guilty, he didn't dare to say it was because he didn't want to smell Snape's smell every morning because he took the wrong clothes, which made him uneasy even in class.

"I just don't want to snatch your clothes to wear again. Besides, those little ghosts keep calling me little bat in private. It's really bad. I think most of them are because of their parents' teaching."

Snape glanced at Harry, obviously finding the explanation ridiculous, but he didn't let Harry know.

"See you tonight, Severus."

Harry waved his hand at Snape, grabbed a handful of Floo powder, called out the name of a place, and disappeared instantly.

Without the noisy guy, Snape dropped the newspaper and rubbed his temples, thinking he should go for a walk.

Harry also hawed and hawed about how Snape had been reshaped, as if he didn't know.Of course Harry Potter really didn't know, because it was all done by the portrait old man in the headmaster's office.Snape could be a double agent for more than ten years, and of course he would come over quickly. All this may have been arranged by the former headmaster who made him resent.

"Oh, Severus. It's been a long time. It's sad that you haven't visited me since you woke up."

As soon as Snape stood next to Dumbledore's portrait, the old man came alive from a sleeping state in a chair.Hearing the familiar Dumbledore tone, he couldn't help staring at the portrait.

"I've never heard of a portrait that can do something that I haven't encountered before. Who are you?"

"Don't get excited, Severus. Let me think about what to say." Dumbledore took a bite of the Lemon Olaf in his hand, thinking with a frown. "It's going to take a long time to talk about it..."

"To make a long story short, even if you turn into a portrait, it won't save your brain that has been completely corroded by honey." Snape stood there impatiently, with his arms folded. He noticed that the portraits of the previous headmasters were all whispering with.

"Be quiet guys, I think I have a personal vendetta with this kid."

"Who is your child!"

Dumbledore's words made the portraits around him turn white, and the principals in it left empathetically.

"Severus, I think you've been blaming me for forcing you to do anything, but I can't help it." Dumbledore put down the dessert in his hand, and he sat on the chair in the portrait and said seriously. "You know a fairy tale always needs a story where one person saves another."

"It's not a fairy tale, Albus," Snape said through gritted teeth at the metaphor. "You could have just told me what you thought in the first place, instead of asking Potter to do such absurd things at the end!"

"Just like you forced me to protect that Potter back then, do you even care about my feelings?!"

Dumbledore looked at the child in front of him who had a lot of resentment towards him, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

"Of course, Severus. You shouldn't have chosen to die after Harry for the sake of the wizarding world. You're blaming me for helping Harry resurrect you with a ritual similar to black magic. In fact, that soul ritual was invented by me by accident. I would have used this on a person..." Dumbledore closed his eyes, even though he was a cheerful old man on the surface, he also had his own thoughts.

"My sister, I want to revive her, but her soul is no longer in this world. Severus, because Harry has the vacancy left by the soul piece, you will be kept."

"...You arranged my soul into Potter's mind, didn't you?" Snape stared at Dumbledore in the portrait, as if he wanted to hold him firmly.

"No no no," Dumbledore said, shaking his head. "This is Harry's own decision. He may not even know it. When he finally planned to die with Voldemort, his soul piece was shattered. That Avada Kedavra saved his soul, but his mind was There is a piece of soul missing, but the ability to attach the soul piece to the soul is still retained for a long time. When he buried you, your emotions and magic power rioted, and your soul that was sleeping in your body due to snake venom was sucked into your brain by his ability. "

Dumbledore was eloquent as if telling a story, and Snape's brows also began to frown.

"So in a sense Harry chose to save you, even if he didn't realize it, which is a good thing."

"You think it's a good thing, too." Snape snorted a sneer. "Your golden boy was tortured by you, and you used this kind of white magic ritual mixed with advanced black magic to imply to him, I never thought of coming back to life again!"

"But you still have a mission, Severus." Dumbledore smiled, unaffected by Snape's anger. "A mission of a lifetime."

Snape's empty eyes betrayed his inner emotions, and he was using Occlumency to prevent Dumbledore from reading his thoughts.

"My body is arranged by you."

"Of course, I want to be the most powerful white wizard in the wizarding world at that time..." Dumbledore paused and blinked. "It's not difficult."

"But you were dead by then!"

"Yes." Dumbledore faced Snape's confrontation squarely. "But my soul is still there."

Snape's eyes widened, he stared at the old man in the portrait, and stretched out his hand to touch the paper, he very much suspected that the portrait was just a cover-up.

"My child, I am me. Even if it becomes a portrait now, it is still me." Dumbledore's words were like tongue twisters. "I think it's not very difficult for a great white wizard to put his soul into an object like Ms. Ravenclaw did back then."

"...you are such a crazy old man."

"Oh...I'd take that as a compliment."

Dumbledore accepted the title graciously, and he picked up the lemon snow treasure on the table again, showing grievance. "Actually, Harry could have thrown some sweets at the portrait, but he didn't know it."

"So you start by planning your death, arrange everything, and then let us pray to you like a clown!"

"...If I told you, how could you show your truest side and go all out to complete the final mission?"

Snape felt that he was being played around by the old man, and he took out his wand and pointed it at Dumbledore's portrait.

"Ooh...it's not nice to be so grumpy, kid."

"You call me a child again?!"

"Okay..." Dumbledore reassured. "To compensate you, I purified the toxins in your body, and let Harry complete the ceremony well, neither of you has any real harm."

Snape stared at Dumbledore for a long time, he finally retracted his wand, snorted and sat down on the sofa next to him.

"Well, a sinister and spoiled old fox."

When Dumbledore heard this familiar address, he knew that Snape had forgiven him.

"Then our previous grievances are wiped out?"

"Don't even think about it! You old fox!" Snape said through gritted teeth. "I'll tell your golden boy what his seemingly good and great old headmaster is up to behind his back."

"Oh no, Severus…"

Snape had already got the answer he wanted, so he didn't intend to stay any longer, so he got up and prepared to leave.

"I'll let the academy elf send you something so sweet that it will eat the last of your soul."

"I knew you were considerate, Severus, keep the secret passage where your body is kept, and you will like the gift I gave you."

Snape closed the door of the headmaster's office as soon as Dumbledore's voice fell.

A dead but not dead Dumbledore, and an abandoned and reborn Snape.Who can dare to say that Merlin can be more outrageous? !

"Severus?" Harry asked suspiciously as he watched his lover rush out of the cellar.

"Where did you go? I thought you'd be waiting in the cellar for my return."

"I also don't think you're coming back that soon."

Snape secretly scolded the old man in the headmaster's office, and he took out an ancient contract and threw it at Harry.The latter took it over and stared blankly at the content above.

"...Spirit...soul contract?"

"Between the vacant part of your soul." Snape twitched the corner of his mouth. "Originally my soul could fill that vacancy, but because of your recklessness, unfortunately, your soul will disappear forever after death."

Snape walked up to Harry, and he flew the quill into Harry's hand with a spell.

"Sign it with me, and your soul will be bound to mine forever, ensuring that your soul can see Merlin in the future."

[You still have a mission. ] Dumbledore's words began to echo in Snape's mind. 【That lifelong mission. 】

lifetime?Life of the soul?Or is it the whole life?

"Severus."

"what?"

Snape came back to his senses just in time to see Harry finish signing the contract, and the spell on the contract instantly melted into the two of them.

"You will regret this."

"I told you." Snape pulled Harry into his arms. "I've never regretted any decision I made."

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This series is really over, I'm still thinking about other ideas, the kind that can be posted to Jinjiang, can't be harmonized!