HP's Professor Feeding Manual

Although these snacks were bought in his name, they naturally belonged to him.

Teddy was stunned for a moment, and then with a bitter face, "How about we split half and half? Sev, you don't like eating these things very much anyway..."

"Didn't you say I like it?" Snape smirked, seeing Teddy struggling for the snack, his mood inexplicably improved.Pointing at the snacks with a magic wand on the spot, they floated up, and followed them into his bedroom.

No matter why Harry was nice to him, at least he was the one living with him now.So, what else is he dissatisfied with?

☆, question

If anyone dared to call Harry Potter an idiot after he became the real savior, then there was no doubt that it was either Snape or Malfoy.However, Harry was not an idiot after all, he soon noticed Snape's abnormality.

In the past, Snape didn't seem to be interested in anything, and almost tried everything to get him out of the house.Now, every time Harry went out, there would be someone silently by his side.

What exactly was Snape up to?

Harry nestled in the bedroom, and the computer had been put into his bedroom because of the collection of various magic books in the study.However, instead of following Anna's urging to write the manuscript, he stared at the screen in a daze.He was wondering since when did Snape change?

But after thinking about it, he found that Snape seemed to be different from what he remembered since he woke up.It's just that at that time he thought Snape was a doll, so he ignored those strange places.

Thinking back now, and thinking about Snape's abnormality, he was faintly worried.

It turns out that as long as there is a "Snape" by his side, the idea that he can deceive himself to be satisfied without being fake has long been thrown out of the blue.Since this was Snape, his anomaly represented something he hadn't thought of.

For example, will there be any problems with the body that George made, and will there be any problems with the soul-binding magic?

If Snape's soul wasn't complete...

Harry stroked his chin, cursing himself for being a masochist.Obviously, when he was at Hogwarts before, Snape's random ridicule could make him furious.But now that Snape had finally softened his attitude towards him, and was willing to coexist peacefully with him, and approached him, he was still worried that something was wrong with Snape, and felt uncomfortable.

Maybe he should go to Hogwarts again.No one, Harry thought, understood magic better than Dumbledore.What's more, the binding magic was still left behind by him.

However, how to avoid Snape and go to Hogwarts is a big problem.

Harry decided to sacrifice the magic weapon again - Teddy!

Snape's connivance with Teddy had reached an outrageous level. As for tricks like snatching snacks, Harry didn't say a word even though he watched the whole process in the kitchen.

In his opinion, Snape's actions were like gently rubbing the puppy's head to tease Teddy.This kind of treatment, Harry didn't even dare to think about it when he was a student.Snape didn't indulge anyone.

So after dinner, Teddy pestered Snape to learn new magic together, while Harry took the opportunity to go to Hogwarts.

There was no one in the principal's office, and McGonagall, who had received the letter a long time ago, obviously didn't want to get involved in this matter.Harry came out of the fireplace in a daze, swept the ashes off his body, and walked towards the wall with the headmaster's portrait.

"Harry." Dumbledore sat on the purple sofa and smiled as he watched the students he had trained. "Minerva said you had some questions you wanted to ask me."

Harry pulled the stool over and sat in front of Dumbledore, "It's about Snape."

"I thought you should have started calling each other's Christian names." Dumbledore said happily, "After all, you are still living together, aren't you?"

Harry was not surprised that Dumbledore knew such a thing, he just coughed a little awkwardly, and then said: "I have some questions to ask you, about soul binding."

He spoke out his doubts, and Dumbledore listened carefully.

"In essence, soul binding will not produce such a result." Facing Harry's expectant gaze, Dumbledore gave an affirmative answer, "But my original idea was that after the two of you faced a crisis, Revive the other party within..."

He paused, "Severus' soul returned to his body after nine years." He looked at Harry, "Do you understand what this means?"

Harry shook his head subconsciously, then thought of another wizard.

"Voldemort," he whispered, and Dumbledore paused, "What?"

"My soul has been with Voldemort's soul piece for 16 years..." Harry said slowly, "There was a time when I felt like I was imagining him." He frowned, recalling distant memories, "Even Tom Riddle said it too, and I'm similar to him."

"Professor Dumbledore, is it true that the longer souls spend together, the more susceptible they are to each other's influence?"

If that was the case, he could probably understand why Snape was so indulgent to Teddy.Because, essentially, from the moment he and Snape's souls were actually together, he started living with Teddy.Compared to connivance, Harry was no worse than Snape.

In other words, Snape's anomalies were all caused by him.

Nine years of getting along, even if the two parties don't know about it, is enough to change many things.

Dumbledore obviously thought of this, the old man in the portrait frowned slightly, and looked at Harry meaningfully, "I think it will take some time for you to get used to your current life."

"It's never been a problem." Harry smiled, relieved.

When Harry came out of the fireplace, Snape in the kitchen raised his head and glanced at Harry with a half-smile.

"Is it done?"

"Uh!" Harry avoided Snape's gaze guiltily, and said while dusting himself off, "It's over." He didn't mention what he did.

He walked over, and Snape handed him a cup of tea, "Teddy went back to his room to read?" Harry looked around, and found that the rescuer was not there, and became even more embarrassed.

"I thought it was inappropriate for him to hear our next conversation." Snape smirked, and then asked directly, "What's my problem?"

"What 'what question'?" Harry was so startled that he almost threw back the teacup in his hand, subconsciously looked up into Snape's eyes, "I don't understand what you're talking about?"

Snape sneered, "You let Teddy pester me on purpose, don't you just want to avoid me? I don't think there are many things you need to do to avoid me, one of which is that you think there is something wrong with me .”

The calm words carried an unquestionable tone, and Snape looked back into those dark green eyes, "Potter, you are not good at lying. Never have been." His voice was even deeper, with a velvety texture, seductive The confusion tempted Harry to tell the truth: "So, what do you think is wrong with me?"

☆, transfer

Facing Snape's sharp question, Harry was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

"You have no problem, it's just that I was too worried to make a mistake." But knowing some speculations from this is a good result, Harry smiled, "I just talked to Dumbledore about soul binding The aftermath of the curse."

"Sequelae?" Snape frowned, subconsciously remembering his strange mood changes these days.He was vaguely aware of the change in his feelings towards Harry, and now that he heard Harry say that, he had a vague suspicion.

Is it because their souls have been bound together for nine years that he cares more and more about Harry, and has an urge to be close.

Everything just changed because of that magic?

Maybe, as long as the feeling goes away after a while?

The conversation finally ended without any problems because of the two people who had their own concerns. Fortunately, the World Cup finals came soon. Although Snape hadn't really promised to go to the World Cup with them before, on this day, he still got up early and changed his mind. Appeared in the kitchen in a suit.

Harry put on black contact lenses to cover his green eyes, and the scar on his forehead was concealed in a Muggle way.After breakfast, Harry took Teddy and Snape to apparate to the World Cup venue. Just like the last game, they pitched the tent and Teddy ran around excitedly.Hermione and Ron soon appeared outside the tent with their daughter.

"If I didn't see Teddy, I wouldn't even know you were here." Hermione complained, and looked curiously at Snape who seemed to be sitting in a daze, and lowered her voice, "What about you and him now? "

Subconsciously, Harry sneaked a sneak peek at Snape as well, and Snape, who had noticed Hermione's gaze, just looked back.The two looked at each other, and Harry smiled awkwardly, and immediately turned his head to look at Hermione desperately and shook his head.

Seeing this situation, if Hermione didn't know what happened, she would really be sorry for her title of the smartest student in Gryffindor history.She shook her head helplessly, staring at Harry with her beautiful eyes.

"Remember the fourth-grade prom?"

"It was a disaster!" Harry tensed up, looking at Hermione defensively, "Stop talking about that time again."

"You know, good girls..." Hermione paused, "Good people, if you are late, you will be snatched away by someone else." She gave Harry a meaningful look, got up and went to see Laughing at the daughter who was playing with Teddy and pointing out their crappy little magic tricks.

Harry sat there without moving for a long time, he didn't know if he was thinking about the fourth grade or simply thinking about Hermione's words.

Hermione took over Ron's job of looking after the children, and Ron patted his butt and got up and sat next to Harry, "I said, what are you thinking?"

Harry looked up at him, and suddenly asked, "How did you decide to confess your love to Hermione?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Ron's streak turned red. "What, what confession? It's obvious that Hermione liked me first..." he said with a guilty expression, and secretly glanced in Hermione's direction, "It's obvious that I'm with that one, Hermione see Got to be jealous and confess to me..."

"Really?" Harry looked at Ron suspiciously, and the next second his heart moved.I remembered Ron's chaotic love history in sixth grade, and Hermione's jealous and angry look at that time.

Of course he wouldn't make it that bad, but maybe he could try to see Snape's reaction?

After a while, Harry himself shook his head and dismissed the idea.The reason why Hermione was angry, quarreled with Ron, and jealous was because Hermione liked Ron in essence.If Snape realized that he was with someone else...I'm afraid Snape would pack up and leave without saying a word?

He hesitated again when he thought of this, what should he do then?

This problem has been troubled until the end of the World Cup. Teddy couldn't help but shake his hand because of Harry's absent-minded performance, "Harry, what are you thinking about?"

Harry rubbed Teddy's little head subconsciously, "What should I think... how should I write a review for this final."

Harry, who almost told the truth, glanced guilty at Snape who was walking beside him, then quickly looked away as if he was afraid of being caught, and teased Teddy to talk.It was precisely because of this that he didn't notice the trace of doubt in Snape's sneaky look at him.

The three returned to the tent to rest with the lively crowd, while all the Bulgarians and supporters of the Bulgarian team lit a bonfire in the camp, singing, dancing and laughing loudly.

Harry looked into the distance with a smile on his lips.

In Krum's final fight as he was about to retire, he finally clinched that trophy.

The atmosphere at camp was as cheerful as ever because it was a good game.When they returned to the tent, Kreacher had already boiled hot water, and after coaxing Teddy to sleep, Harry came out of it.

Outside the tent, Snape was sitting on the grass watching those magical fireworks flying in the air, his thin and pitch-black figure was almost hidden in the night.Harry hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat next to him.

"...I was wondering," Snape said slowly, "after the war, is the whole world going to be like this?"

Harry never thought that Snape would take the initiative to talk to him, he froze for a moment, and then said nervously: "It seems not..."

The moment the war ended, more than half of Hogwarts was destroyed. Everyone who participated in the battle was scarred. The grass outside was full of corpses and blood. Death Eaters, students, Aurors... Know Yes, I don't know, there are too many.Some even couldn't identify who they were at all...

Harry couldn't help but shudder slightly as he thought of that image.

Snape looked back at him, "Cold?"

"No, I just don't want to recall that memory much." Harry whispered, Snape was silent.He remembered the memory of Harry kept by the Ministry of Magic, it was already the trial after the war, but the Harry in the memory was still haggard and emaciated, defending him again and again with that unhealthy insistence, with those Fighting wizards far stronger and older than him.

No, at that time, Harry was already the most powerful wizard.Nobody thinks he's weak... except him.

Snape hesitated, slowly raised his hand and reached out.

"Harry!" A cry of surprise interrupted Snape's slow movements, he stopped his hands suddenly, and looked forward with a blank expression.

"Harry, it's really you!" A female voice approached with surprise.

☆, the life you want

Harry wasn't aware of what was going on around him, that a hand had just come close to wrapping his shoulders.He looked in the direction of the voice, then stood up with a smile, keeping Snape behind him.

"Hi, Qiu, it's really been a long time." He went to hug the cheerful woman and then parted, "How have you been recently?"

Qiu Zhang was smiling all over his face. He took a serious look at Harry, then stepped forward to give him a warm hug before nodding, "Very well, I still want to ask you how you are doing? I didn't expect to be here Met you, you..." Qiu Zhang hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice, "I wanted to talk to you at the Ministry of Magic party last time, but I didn't have time."

Harry raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter?"

Apart from the vague liking when he was young, he and Qiu Zhang didn't have much contact. Thinking about it now, they don't even know each other.Qiu Zhang said that now, he should be looking for him specifically for something.

Hearing Harry's question, Qiu Zhang showed hesitation again.The fireworks in the sky flickered, and Harry waited patiently for a while before he heard Qiu Zhang say, "I just want to ask for your autograph for Mike."

"Mike?"

"My son is seven years old this year. He admires you very much." Qiu Zhang laughed again, "When will you be free and have dinner together?"

Hearing that Qiu Zhang's son was already seven years old, Harry had to admit that he secretly breathed a sigh of relief at that moment, feeling a sense of relief and loss.

"I'm free these days, you can set a time." He said with a smile, perfectly concealing his emotions.

"Then tomorrow night, the Big Willow Restaurant in Hogsmeade Village." Qiu Zhang said, at this time someone called her from the side of the road, so she waved her hand apologetically and hurried away.

When she was gone, Harry turned around and sat down again.It was unknown whether it was Cho Chang's intention or Snape's intention, during the whole conversation, no one even noticed him who was sitting next to Harry.

And at this moment, feeling Harry sitting next to him again, Snape snorted softly.It wasn't until Harry turned his head to look over that he slowly opened his mouth: "The light of the savior really cannot be blocked by the night."

This level of sarcasm seemed commonplace to Harry.He smiled, and then said: "It's just an old classmate, otherwise there are so many people coming and going here, how come no one recognizes me?"

He was faintly proud, "Although I'm not an Animagus, I'm still very good at changing my image occasionally."

Snape raised his eyebrows, looked at that face and almost wanted to wipe away the smugness on his face, half a while after Harry was stared at by him with a slightly awkward expression, he said dryly: "How long have you known Qiu Zhang?" Years? I’m still a professor who has taught her for seven years, and I haven’t seen her recognize me at a glance.”

"That's because, except for me, most of the students dare not look directly at the famous Professor Snape." Harry muttered in a low voice, "Anyway, I can recognize you at a glance."

Snape raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of suspicion.Harry snorted coldly, following his usual manner, then lowered his head and pulled the grass beside him.After a long time, he said in a low voice: "Severus, have you considered what will happen in the future?"

Such a topic was too private and deep, Harry struggled for a long time before asking, and after that, he never had the courage to take a peek at Snape.Therefore, he didn't notice the momentary astonishment on Snape's face and his silence at all.

"If you don't want to talk, just pretend I haven't asked." Harry said hastily, and Snape next to him said at this moment: "There is nothing you don't want to say, but I haven't adjusted to this world yet. I haven't thought about it yet." good……"

Harry looked up in surprise, he could see Snape's inability to adapt to the current situation, but he didn't expect Snape to admit it, and he admitted this feeling of weakness in front of his face.

"Keep your expression, Potter!" Snape threatened hissingly in a low voice, "or I'll curse you."

Harry immediately realized that his expression was too revealing, and rubbed his head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry. I just didn't expect you to tell me..."

"You ask me, don't you want me to tell you?" Snape mocked unceremoniously, but the distorted smirk on his face disappeared in the next second, and what appeared was a kind of unclear feeling disappointed.

"I once thought about what to do if the war ends." He whispered, "It's just that there are some things that can't be done just by thinking. Potter, you should understand this better than me."

"Yes." Harry responded in a low voice, "Actually, many things are different from what we expected."

In third grade, he thought that by giving Pettigrew Peter to the dementors, Sirius would have his honor restored and he could live with his godfather.As a result, Lupine turned into a werewolf on the night of the full moon, giving Peter a chance to escape halfway.

In the fourth grade, he thought that if he won the Triwizard Tournament, he would be liked by Cho Chang, but in the end it was Cedric's life and Voldemort's resurrection.

Instead of becoming a hero, he became what the Ministry of Magic called a lunatic seeking fame.

In the fifth grade, he thought he was going to the Ministry of Magic to save Sirius, but in the end it was Sirius who died in the Ministry of Magic...

In the sixth grade, the old wizard who he thought would always be so powerful finally fell from the high astronomy tower, and the person who did it was the man sitting beside him who would never betray him.

In the end, he and the man beside him exchanged their lives for the end of the war.

It's a pity that the life after the war is not what they really want.

Harry glanced at Snape, but finally said nothing more.It was only after everyone in the camp exhausted their excitement and energy in the middle of the night that the two returned to the tent together in silence.

Early the next morning, he was woken up by Teddy's excited voice. Harry came out of the room rubbing his aching head, and saw Teddy sitting on a toy broomstick chasing Haha in the tent.

Apparently Teddy mistook Haha for the Snitch.

Fortunately, neither the broomstick toy nor Haha was fast, so Harry grabbed Haha and then Teddy. "Go fetch water and come back, let's make breakfast."

Harry ordered, "We'll be home after breakfast. You have to do your homework."

The smile on Teddy's face suddenly collapsed, "Harry, can I write in my diary that I watched the Quidditch World Cup final yesterday?"

"No!" Harry frowned, "And you can no longer use magic in front of your little friends and new classmates, even if it was taught by Severus!"

The expression on Teddy's face became even more aggrieved, "Sev said yes, you can ask him if you don't believe me."

"Last time you said that Severus likes to eat snacks, Teddy!" Harry threatened, "And he was standing right behind you, are you sure you didn't lie about what you just said?"

"I'm going to fetch water!" Teddy turned around cleverly to escape from Harry's grasp, and rushed out of the tent with the bucket in hand.

Harry looked helplessly at the empty hand, threw Haha into the air again, and then smiled at Snape.

"morning."

☆、35·Car Accident

Snape looked at Harry still expressionlessly, and then his eyes began to light up.

"Morning." He whispered, because he just woke up, the natural magnetism in his voice made Harry feel a little dazed.The conversation that ended without a cause last night and the silence in the middle of the night not only did not bring the relationship between the two of them back to the original point, but it felt like a big step forward.

Harry believed that this was not his illusion, and Snape communicated with him more obviously during breakfast.Most of the feeling of being full of defenses and making people inaccessible disappeared virtually.

He tried to recall what they had said the night before, all he remembered was asking Snape if he thought about what would happen next, and in the end, he didn't even give him a definite answer.

After breakfast, he and Snape put up the tent together.All the wizards have ignored the rule that no magic is allowed, and the Bulgarians got up early the next morning to celebrate their second World Cup championship.When Harry and Snape took Teddy away, there was laughter throughout the camp.

They soon returned to NO.12, Grimmauld Place. Kreacher, who stayed at home, had already prepared a sumptuous lunch. Teddy played Quidditch with Haha, holding the Klum souvenirs he bought. The little golden snitch flew in circles over the house, being caught by Haha and then by Krum's doll.

Harry's gaze would fall on the Golden Snitch from time to time, which was a habit he had left after he became a Seeker in his first year at Hogwarts. That golden light seemed to have a fatal attraction for him.

Snape followed his gaze to the Snitch, then ate his lunch in silence.

When everyone had finished eating and Kreacher was clearing the dining table, Snape sat by the fireplace and took a sip of tea, suddenly feeling as if he had passed away.Looking at Teddy running and shouting in the kitchen, and Harry holding a teacup opposite him, he suddenly realized that maybe this is the life he really wants to live.

The last few days of summer vacation were over quickly, and on the first day of school, Harry drove Teddy to report to the new school.And Snape stayed at home and secretly studied soul magic. Some feelings came too fast, or they erupted too suddenly. He instinctively didn't believe that it really came from his heart.

Harry didn't know these things. Although the two lived under the same roof, Snape was not a talkative person, and Harry was cautious not to step into the minefield for fear of offending him, so naturally he would not Ask more questions.

He sent Teddy there, attended the school opening ceremony, and then drove home.

As a result, the mobile phone rang just as he turned the corner. Harry took out the mobile phone to connect to the phone, and he only said hello before he heard a voice from inside.

"Mr Potter?"

"Are you...?" Harry hesitated, and slowly slowed down the car to the side of the road.A gentle male voice on the phone rang out with a smile: "I'm Corson, Mr. Potter."

Corson, Harry's psychiatrist.

He subconsciously opened the car door and went out, and heard the doctor talking on the phone.

"You haven't been to the second treatment that was agreed last time, and you couldn't get through the phone after that. Mr. Potter, how are you doing? I hope you can get through the phone, if you are free..."

A car roared by, drowning out Dr. Corson's last words.Harry turned his back to the street and said with a smile, "I've been fine recently, because I moved and lost my phone, so I didn't contact you in time."

The doctor on the other end of the phone smiled, "If you are free, can we have dinner together another day?"

Harry hesitated for a moment, remembering how the other party had taken care of him over the years, and finally agreed, "Can you set a time?"

"Then tomorrow night after I get off work..."

With the phone in one hand and a pen in the other, Cosen swipe through Harry's medical records unconsciously, thinking that he finally got in touch with that gentle and sad patient again, he couldn't help feeling a little happy in his heart, and invited him to have dinner together.

However, before he could finish his sentence, he heard a screeching sound of brakes on the phone call, followed by a huge crash.

"..." He froze for a moment, and then quickly said, "Hey, Harry, Harry?!"

However, there was no response from the other end of the phone, only the busy tone of Didi.

Corson stood up abruptly, hesitated for a moment before remembering to call the police.However, he didn't know where Harry was now, so what if an ambulance was called to the police?

When Snape rushed to the hospital, he saw busy nurses and doctors there.It had a very different feel to St. Mungo's here, and his last memory of the hospital was of another Snape dying.

After that, he never set foot in the Muggle world except at Spider's End.

Snape recalled the ward building and room number mentioned on the phone, and he arrived at the ward smoothly without moving too quickly.He went directly to the ward without asking about the situation of the attending doctor, Harry.And the moment he opened the door, he still couldn't help but stop his heartbeat, just like when he received a call and found out that Harry had been in a car accident.

Knowing that the dignified "savior" would not be killed by a car accident, he was still so nervous that he almost crushed the microphone in his hand.But now, he almost had the urge to tear down the hospital.

Harry was lying on the bed with a pale face, white gauze was wrapped on his forehead, and one foot was wrapped in a plaster cast and hung up.He hadn't regained consciousness yet, and Snape stood at the door, feeling like he didn't even dare to go in.

"Ah, you are the family member of the patient?" A nurse passed by and saw Snape heaving a sigh of relief, "Hurry up and go through the hospitalization procedures, the patient is fine, but there will be sequelae due to the impact on the head. We won't know until he wakes up."

A list was stuffed into Snape's hand, and he glanced down unconsciously.Then, under the urging of the nurse, he went down to go through the admission procedures, and when he came back to the ward again, there was a lot of talking in the room, so he hesitated for a moment and then pushed open the door.

It was the patient on another bed who came back.It was a young man who still smelled of alcohol.Snape frowned and stepped forward, glanced at him who was talking loudly on the phone, then at Harry who was frowning in a coma, and said directly: "Shut up!"

There was a moment of dead silence in the ward, and then the man on the phone dropped the phone and pointed at Snape with his uninjured finger, "What the hell are you, you dare to tell me to shut up!"

Snape, who was looking down at Harry, heard the other's harsh voice, and suddenly raised his head. There was no trace of expression in his dark eyes, which were so cold that it made people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

At that moment, the man almost thought he was dead.

In the ward, it became quiet again.Harry lay unconscious on the bed, and on the other bed, the man dared not move as if he had been petrified.

☆, raw bone water

Snape ignored the man who was stupefied by his glance. He sat beside Harry's bed, and instead of a wand, he brushed lightly across Harry's face, using his own methods to examine the still unconscious man in front of him. people.

Where the finger brushed, Harry's eyelids moved slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Snape didn't realize that he had woken up, he just checked Harry's body seriously, and after he confirmed that Harry was fine, he lifted his head with a sigh of relief.As soon as he looked up, he fell into a pair of emerald green eyes.

The relaxed expression on Snape's face condensed for a moment, and then all turned into sarcasm.

"If you really died in a car accident, I'm afraid it will be on the headlines of the "Daily Prophet!" He sneered, put his hands away and stood up straight, condescendingly looking at Harry who was still a little confused about the current situation, "Remember Did something happen?"

Harry shook his head subconsciously, and grinned immediately in the next second.The pain in his forehead made him speechless for a while, Snape frowned, and subconsciously wanted to pull out his wand, but thinking about the Muggles on the side, he still held back.

"I answered a call on the side of the road..." Harry frowned, reached out and touched his head, looking at the fine wounds on his arm that had been treated, "then got hit by a car...my cell phone! "

After regaining his senses, he immediately went to look for the phone, and then saw Snape, who had completed the hospitalization procedures and got his belongings, took out a distorted phone with a completely shattered screen.

"Here." Snape smirked and handed the phone over.

Harry reached out to take it, and tossed it aside without even looking at it.With the phone like this, it would be a real miracle if you could still talk.He leaned against the head of the bed and looked around, only to find that there was another patient in the ward staring at them dumbfounded.

"Hello?" Harry asked tentatively, the man came back to his senses suddenly, then pulled the quilt and lay down on his back, muttering in a low voice: "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming..."

"Is he sick?" Harry whispered to Snape, but his eyes were asking what Snape had done to him.

Snape rolled his eyes straight away, "How could you stay in the hospital if you're not sick!"

Harry looked at him speechlessly, then suddenly laughed.

The effect of the anesthetic on his body gradually faded, and the injured part was aching.But it didn't matter, Harry was sure that such an injury was really nothing compared to the thrills at Hogwarts.

"I'm leaving the hospital." He asked, and the corners of Snape's lips twitched, "Then let's go."

The third person in the ward was clutching the quilt and shivering, Snape directly pulled out his wand and tapped it on Harry's head.Harry felt as though a glass of water had been poured over his head, and he soon realized it was a Disillusionment Charm.

Then, with a flick of Snape's wand, he floated up from the bed without a sound.

The two left the hospital smoothly. Snape stood at the door of the hospital and looked left and right, then reached out and grabbed Harry, who seemed transparent in the air, and directly Apparated when no one was paying attention.

Harry's injuries were not serious, and Snape didn't even need to go to the Hogwarts infirmary wing.He sent Harry directly to the bed at No. 12, Grimmauld Place, and lifted the Disillusionment spell.

Harry had a bitter face, "Could you let me know in advance when next time you Apparate." Fractures, concussions, and Apparation can really kill people.

Snape, who was about to go out, glanced back at him, then sneered. "If you could let me know before your next car accident, I would."

Harry was taken aback for a moment, he didn't return from the cold joke until he knew that Snape had left.