[HP] Elephant of Time

After knowing the meaning of the Dursleys, he should be grateful for the protection of the Dursleys, although he also loathed that protection.

The shadow of childhood will always occupy a corner of his heart, poking it out from time to time can devour his beauty.

"... Occlumency class time?" The only thing Harry could think of was that the Potions Master saw everything in his head at that time.

Snape's face fell.How could he forget the dark experience of teaching Potter Occlumency under the grinning coercion of the Headmaster!How dare this reckless Gryffindor mention it?

But instead of terrifying Harry, his expression gave Harry the answer.

"...not? Then why?" Harry said puzzledly, "you shouldn't know, no one knows..." No one would notice the young child, everyone was watching, including Dumbledore Yes, it was the savior Harry Potter, maybe Snape wasn't, and Snape saw Lily Potter and James Potter's savior son, but that didn't help either.

--damn it.

Snape cursed inwardly.With the level of persistence and strength of this crazy lion, he will never give up until he gets the answer.

He staggered those eyes for the first time, looked down at the pale hands that were clasped together, and said in a low voice, "We admire the great splendor and splendor of magic, Potter, but wizards don't depend on magic for everything." to finish. If I couldn't see clearly as an eleven-year-old, I'd be dead by the Dark Lord's side, either by the Dark Lord's moodiness or by the Death Eaters behind his back."

He didn't get an answer for a long time.

Snape frowned and looked up, suddenly meeting a pair of green eyes.

He suddenly remembered the moment when he had first realized that Lily had indeed moved away from him—the moment at the Screaming Shack.

At the end screaming at the shed, he let the boy look at him, let those green eyes look at him.

He wanted to get back the girl's eyes, those blue eyes that seemed to be filled with the shards of midsummer sunshine, contained infinite vitality, transparent and beautiful as if magically descended.That was his joy, his happiness, his guilt, his sin.

He hopes to offer his last silent apology to his old friend.

However, in the boy's eyes there was only a messy desolation, and the winter green was like a cold dagger that clearly cut through his chaotic consciousness, making him suddenly understand clearly that the warm past of that boy and girl had really become a reality. "Past", and the boy before him, hadn't grown strong enough to be fearless, as Dumbledore had hoped.

At that time, he thought that he was about to die, and he didn't want to and couldn't interfere with everything after that. He didn't expect that five years later, the bitter fruit planted by Dumbledore's sweet-toothed old bee could still only be swallowed by himself.

Now these green eyes are burning, and all the cold winds of the green fields are being consumed by some kind of fire, and the first frost will melt, and the ice and snow will melt, and there will be a corner of life and courage.Snape could even see the savior's soul being forged into a sharp and indestructible sword by the last fire, and the old headmaster of Gryffindor's smug laughter kept echoing in his ears.

That child was at last what the old wizard hoped he would be, strong, fearless, and radiant.

——Severus, the strongest power in this world is the power of the heart, and the most powerful power in the heart is the power of love.

When the savior grabbed his hand, the words of the old wizard suddenly appeared in the potions master's mind.

He ignored the words in his heart, just stared at the pair of young hands covering his hands indifferently, thinking about whether to use the corrosive potion to teach a lesson or simply use Shenfeng Wuying to cut them off for research... or I can make some contributions to the research of red-haired lions.

"Severus."

—Shut up, you ungrateful bastard Gryffindor.

"I like you."

——Sure enough, Shenfeng Wuying is better, right?

When the surrounding magical power vibrated for an instant, Harry felt everything. The savior of the magical world, who is estimated to be the strongest magical power in the world, did not make any resistance for an instant, and even suppressed the restless magical power due to instinct. He did not flash He didn't avoid it, just watched the spell with obvious black magic characteristics about to fall on him.

Then he was kicked down.

Yes, kick it.

The potions master even kicked out the table in front of him.

"Even if you want me to be charged with murdering the Savior, I have no interest in that, Potter!"

Harry smiled comfortably as he wondered why he could still hear Severus' voice clearly amidst the loud noise.

Without seeing him move, all inanimate objects stagnated in the air for a moment, and then they returned to their original places like dogs who heard a whistle. The damaged ones were repaired, and the fallen ones were hung up. Harry Potter and Severus Snape with a bad face, nothing seems to have happened here.

But some words have been said and can never be changed.

The author has something to say: Someone came to the house today, the update was late, I didn’t catch bugs, I didn’t modify the sick sentences, I didn’t reply to the comments... I have time to change it

Drama

The lion who has confessed is still wagging its tail and wandering around the town freely every day. Apart from not getting too close to the potion master and paying attention to food and water sources from time to time, life is pretty good.

Once in a while, it’s just a whole day of itching all over the body, and the food in the mouth has no food taste at all, replaced by a stench of slugs mixed with muddy water—the master of potions can always make human beings Potential to push the limits.

In contrast, the confessed Slytherin was like a snake whose tail was trampled, desperately trying to break free, but was held in place by invisible nails, unable to break free no matter what.Only left with growing anger and anxiety.

Snape, who came back from The Elephant of Time, just opened the door when he saw the shameless lion smiling on his sofa, calling his Christian name happily.

"Severus, you said—"

"Shut up, Potter!"

"Come on, Severus, it really never occurred to you..."

"Has the savior of Gryffindor gotten too cocky to understand his poor landlord's plea?"

"...Your tone doesn't sound like a request at all..." Harry muttered, trying to continue the interrupted topic, "Severus, do you think..."

The answer was the sound of the basement door slamming shut.

"...Who's going to pick up Kyle and Tom?" Harry said slowly.

A little wizard born in a Muggle family, of course, needs a teacher from Hogwarts to lead him into school.I don't know which professor Hogwarts will send this time—no matter which professor it is, the living place of the master of potions and the savior will be exposed every minute!

One is a hero who came back from the dead, and the other is a savior who almost became a missing person.

Last time, if the Diagon Alley party hadn't been for the potions master's great power and the sudden appearance of the two of them, it would have been impossible to escape so smoothly.

Not all wizards will be intimidated by Snape's cold face. In the face of interests, even Voldemort's life experience is dared to be revealed-it's true, Harry has also read the Dark Lord's special issue "On the Dark Lord's Reign of Terror" and Die Hard, it turns out there are a lot of Rita Kisters in the world.

A living potion master and a living savior don't add up to one plus one equals two, at least Harry believes that the Dark Lord's special issue will only wilt the quill, and reports about them will probably make the feather Both the pen and its owner exploded with excitement.

Out of this sensitivity, the blue-eyed lion of Gryffindor wanted to discuss with Severus in advance, but unfortunately, he was rejected because of the confession incident a few days ago.

Then let it be.

Anyway, he has become the number one lover of missing persons in the wizarding world, and he is quite experienced in dealing with these guys.

What's more, there is a friend who is an official of the Ministry of Magic, and the direction of public opinion may be able to help him in his bumpy love life.

Thinking of this, Harry shrugged and went back upstairs on his own.

——That is to say, it’s really not that the savior deliberately chose to tell the potion master when he knew he would not be ignored, so that he can completely leave all the content related to public opinion with himself when he succeeds in winning his sweetheart in the future Is it true?

The next day, when Harry routinely squatted in the garden with nothing to do with a book of flowers and plants, Uncle Evanson suddenly appeared, smiling and forcing him a book.

Harry looked at Uncle Evanson puzzledly, wondering what he meant.

——This posture seems to be a dark wizard who found a vicious scroll of black magic in Knockturn Alley!

"Harry, in one month's time it will be the spring festival in the town. Every year, the whole town will perform dramas together to celebrate the coming of the first spring of all things. I hope that I can be blessed by the goddess of spring and gain more harvests throughout the year. "Uncle Evanson said seriously, but his constantly blinking eyes betrayed his heart that loves to join in the fun.

Since he delivered food to Harry and Mr. Carls last time, the people in the town seem to have tacitly agreed that he is more friendly in Harry's heart-for these simple people in the small town, nothing compares to this Even more proud of it!

"Collaborative performance?" Harry could barely make out a word that was crucial to him from Uncle Evanson's sentence, and his blue eyes suddenly lit up, "Is everyone going to participate? Si... Carl