Trouble with hp love at first sight

"What kind of potion is this?" Harry put down the ingredients of the blood tonic in his hand. He stretched himself, walked towards Snape standing in front of the cauldron, and hugged the straight young man from behind. Harry's eyes swept across To the greasy black hair tangled against his cheek.

"You have been cooking since morning." He yawned, and checked the time with a wave of his hand. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon!No wonder his stomach was growling.

"Let's go eat." Snape paused what he was doing. He cast a spell on the cauldron. This is a very special potion that needs to be treated carefully, and there are still two hours before the next material is put in. Time Still enough.

He squeezed the sore brows, took Harry's hand and walked out of the laboratory.

Pan-fried steak and french fries are quick to make, and sliced ​​​​bread is spread with garlic butter and baked in the oven, and a simple meal is completed.

"Need coffee?" Harry came over with the coffee pot, gave Snape half a cup, and added half a cup of milk to the coffee.

"Why is the potion so complicated this time?"

"Don't worry, it's not a Death Eater's task—it's a potion that a pure-blood family urgently needs. They paid a lot of money and provided materials." Snape took Harry's hand and squeezed his palm. , "Although we met at a Death Eater party, it has nothing to do with the mission, nor is it poison."

"It's those potions again." Harry frowned. He was thinking about this kind of privately-made potions. He had also seen Snape brew them before.

These things are all of high value, and every time they are completed, they will make their lives less difficult, and that is the list that makes money.

"No, this is a potion that is so rare that only a small number of potion masters can make it." Snape used a mysterious tone, as if coaxing the ignorant young man in front of him, "It is not evil, on the contrary , this is a very holy potion that can bring hope to a wizard family."

"Ah, anyway, it's impossible for me to figure out how many magical potions there are in this world." Harry drooped his shoulders and abstained from the guessing game, "I really admire you for knowing how to make so many potions , you also graduated from Hogwarts, how do you know everything?"'

He puffed up, and he could assure you that Hermione, the smartest witch he knew, wasn't as good as that!

Snape watched as Harry walked across to him and pulled out the chair to sit down. He picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. The coffee with milk did not hide the mellow aroma of the coffee, but overflowed with milk fragrance, just like the one in front of him who was getting more and more mellow. Potter with household attributes, maybe he is really suitable to be a bride.

Of course, if you tell Daniel, he'll jump up and down, and he'll miss out on a lot of the fun he's supposed to be having all night long.

Sleeplessness is so hard.

Harry cut a piece of steak and forked it into his mouth. He bit the bloody beef hard. Don't think he didn't know what bad idea this snot-nosed man was thinking!

The prudish religious old bastard in his mind is no longer there, and this snot-nosed man is more loyal to teasing him than he imagined, not only verbally, but also physically-in short, he is very bad Well, from the inside out, the whole person is hopeless!He's been able to tolerate him until now he's almost had enough!

"Is your thesis about snake venom?" After eating, Harry wiped his mouth and couldn't help asking about the thesis that he couldn't understand after reading it several times.

"Can I have a look at the formula of your improved potion?" Compared with the long and boring paper that made him drowsy, the formula might be more realistic.

"You haven't read it yet? The formula is in the first section of the fourth part of the thesis." Snape once again realized the lack of potions knowledge of the young man in front of him. His level is not even enough for an apprentice At best, he is just an ordinary Hogwarts graduate who gets his diploma after mixing NEWTs and finds a job to make ends meet.

"I didn't notice." Harry said honestly, his face was dazed, and he fell asleep when he picked up the paper, but it was about the potion formula, and he had to check carefully, if it was really what he imagined— —

Harry immediately took out the Potions Journal that he was carrying with him from his pocket, flipped through the chapters that Snape said, and quickly wrinkled his face after reading word by word.

He found that he couldn't read at all, and couldn't find the prescription Snape said.

"You lied to me." He hummed, his face puffed up.

Snape could only sigh, "I doubt your IQ very much." He suddenly had doubts about teaching Potions even if Dumbledore sent him an employment contract. Do the rambunctious platypus really have basic potions training?

Only this thought flashed through his mind, and then stopped.This was a mission given to him by the Dark Lord, and he couldn't mess it up!

So he called for a pen and paper, and scribbled down the recipe Harry wanted, his handwriting sharp and pointed, as if covered in thorns.

He held the recipe in his hand and handed it to Harry.

"Look." He stood up, ready to go back to his research room to continue his potion.

And at this moment, an owl flew in, bringing a letter with Dumbledore's seal on it, and Snape stood there opening the letter and reading it carefully.

Just as he thought, he got the teaching job.

Harry was comparing the similarities and differences between the formula given to him by the therapist and Snape's formula. He looked at Snape intently, "Isn't that the Hogwarts owl?"

Harry saw the little guy who sent the letter, yes, it was the group raised by Hogwarts, although this should be the parents of the little guys he was familiar with.

"Dumbledore invited me to Hogwarts on Saturday morning to discuss the details of the employment contract." Snape explained the content of the letter in one sentence.

"You're hired!" Harry smiled, stepped forward to give Snape a hug, and then continued to look at the formula in his hand.

He looked at it carefully again, and found that it was exactly the same.

Why didn't the healer tell the drug that Snape had invented it?

Turns out, he was supposed to find Snape to make this antidote and cure the old bastard.

A sigh passed through Harry's heart, and he suddenly felt sad. Maybe the old bastard he knew didn't want to live in the first place.But he didn't want to admit it.

'I just want to get him back, it's what I owe him. ' Harry swore inwardly.

He ignored the flash of pain.

"Aren't you happy?" Snape patted Harry's forehead lightly.

"Does this mean that you don't have to make potions to make money anymore?" Harry looked at Snape, who left the warm embrace.

"Suddenly I miss it a little bit. Although I don't like potions, I think about the time when I boiled potions with you. Now I think about it and find that it was really happy." Harry said, he took off his glasses. The emerald green eyes are like the legendary lake of charm that attracts tourists, so clear that it seems as if they can connect each other's hearts when they penetrate into it, and those charmed tourists have no other choice but to drown in it .

Potter itself is a kind of poison, he can get into his heart and control his brain, just like the Imperius Curse of the Three Unforgivable Curses, making him compromising all kinds of things that he should not compromise .

"Although you are not talented enough, you are still quite diligent in handling materials." Snape said dryly, he could not go against his conscience to affirm Daniel's level of potions, "The tacit understanding between us is not bad."

"I mean, there will be many opportunities in the future." He took a deep breath, and finally said a little softer words. He gave Daniel a hug, and before his mouth curled up in anger, he added, " You are my only partner."

Merlin, even if he didn't become a potion master, he never needed a partner when brewing potions.

Brewing potions has never been a job that requires cooperation, maybe he should add this requirement in the teaching, two people work together to brew—oh, he can watch less cauldrons, only Merlin knows that the group of platypus will be there All kinds of weird things in the cauldron.