HP's Professor Feeding Manual

Overwhelmed, he couldn't help shouting: "Severus, my leg is still broken!"

Although it was an unsuspecting car accident, a wizard is a wizard. Harry, known as the most powerful wizard after Dumbledore, may not be worthy of his name, but it is obvious that a fatal car accident is not a big deal to him matter.He stayed in bed until noon, ate the lunch Kreacher brought him, and secretly asked the house-elf what the awkward Potions professor was doing now.

"Mr. Snape cleaned the potions room next to the kitchen, but he hasn't come out yet." Kreacher said worriedly, "And without Kreacher going in to disturb him, he didn't even eat lunch."

Cleaned out the potions room?

Harry instinctively recalled the taste of some kind of potion, and lost his appetite for a moment.But thinking about it, it seemed that this was the second time Snape had specially brewed a potion for him, so he became happy, and happily picked up the lunch he had just put down and ate it.

Kreacher watched Harry's expression change from the side, and couldn't help muttering after a while, "Blame the master."

Harry heard it sharply, but thought of his own reaction without saying a word.Kreacher was right, he was a weirdo.Snape obviously treated him indifferently, but he was inexplicably happy because of a bottle of potion.

However, even knowing this, Harry was still happy until Snape came out with a sullen face and half a glass of raw bone water.

"My bones haven't disappeared, don't you need to drink this?" He looked at the smoking potion with some fear, and saw the cup being handed to him by Snape.Then, Snape threatened with a smirk, "If you have any objections, I can help you remove all the bones in your calf before you drink the medicine."

Harry shuddered, took the cup honestly and drank it in one gulp, and then downed two glasses of clear water before panting heavily.

Snape nodded in satisfaction, put away his cup and glanced at Harry, "Go to sleep."

"No..." Harry said in a daze, realizing that one of the two glasses of water after this glass of raw bone water must be a dose of life and death water, but the taste of raw bone water was too strong for him to notice.

"Teddy has to pick him up after school..." His voice became lower and lower, but he persisted with strong willpower.Snape raised his eyebrows, looked at the unconscious Harry and sighed helplessly, "I'll go pick him up."

Harry closed his eyes reassuringly, even the pain caused by the raw bone water repairing the broken and shattered bones didn't wake him up from the effect of a dose of the dead water. Harry didn't wake up until the sky outside was dark.

His calf was already intact, even slightly itchy.When Teddy came back from school, he heard that Harry was injured, so he didn't care about playing with his new friends, so he followed Snape and went home immediately.

Seeing Harry woke up, he looked up and smiled, then took a marker pen and continued to draw and write on the plaster cast on Harry's calf.

"Harry, I drew a Snitch, look!" he said happily.

☆、Slytherin's Revenge

Seeing the Snitch flying around on the plaster, Harry smiled and got up and rubbed Teddy's head, then took out his wand from under the pillow and smashed the plaster.The Snitch was fixed on a small piece of plaster, moved a few times, and then fell silent.

Harry took a shower and changed out of his hospital gown.The newly grown bones were still a little uncomfortable, so he slowed down and pulled Teddy who was waiting for him in the bedroom and walked out together.

Kreacher prepared dinner in the kitchen, and it was so sumptuous that Teddy smacked his tongue.But Harry frowned, "Kreacher, where's Severus?"

When he woke up, he thought that Snape, who was not in his bedroom, should have been in the kitchen, but there was no such thing.

Kreacher jumped out, "Mr. Snape said he has something to do, so he won't be coming to dinner tonight."

"So, this is for me and Harry?" Teddy didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, but just looked at the three-layer cake with anticipation, thinking silently, if Severus didn't Going home for dinner, then surely there will be no dessert after dinner.He can split this cake in half with Harry!

As for why Snape didn't come back to eat at night, he still couldn't understand it now.

When Harry sat at the dining table, his heart moved, and he motioned for Teddy to have dinner alone.

"Harry?" Teddy looked at him puzzled, "When Sev left, tell you to have dinner when you wake up! I'll let you take a bath first..." Teddy felt, compared to the disobedient As far as Harry is concerned, he is really a good boy.

Harry smiled and patted his head, "You can watch TV after dinner or do your homework. I'll eat together when Severus comes back."

He guessed what Snape was doing out at this time, so he decided to wait for Snape to come back before eating together.

Teddy had to eat alone, and drool over the dessert for a long time before deciding that since he was growing up, he didn't wait for Sev's family to have dinner together, at least he had to wait for Sif to come back for dessert.

Even if he wants to share a third of the cake, he still has to wait.After all, Seaver is family.

And Snape had just left the hospital at this time, and after solving Harry's hospitalization problem, he learned by the way that the bastard who hit Harry drove away.And there was no surveillance in that area, and the police didn't even know what kind of car was hit and returned.

Really a bunch of trash.

Snape only felt that his heart was filled with anger, and he quietly followed the policemen to the scene of the car accident. Before they left, he used his wand to check the surrounding traces, and then followed the guidance of magic to find the car that hit the car dozens of miles away. Harry's car.The car was abandoned in the wild, and the owner of the car was having dinner in a hotel. The pizza delivered by the hotel was of average taste. He only ate a piece and threw it aside, and then called his family.

"I said I didn't do it on purpose. Didn't you say that the policemen have already dealt with it? Besides, the man didn't die, so I'll pay him some money..." His voice suddenly stopped, and he felt a condensed feeling spread in the air. open.

"Finish the matter quickly, and add money to my card by the way, I want to buy a new car." The man took the sudden cold from the bottom of his heart as an illusion, continued to speak loudly, and got up to find the remote control of the air conditioner, "I'll hang up first, and I'll call you tomorrow."

He hung up the phone, turned off the air conditioner, and turned on the TV.

The news on TV was about Harry's car accident. The host talked about the scene of the car accident in a shocked and thankful tone, and was glad that the person in the car accident was only slightly injured.

The young man watching TV couldn't help but sneered, took a can of cold drink from the refrigerator and put it on the table.

"I just said that no one will be killed, why are you so nervous! At worst, I just need to pay some money in private."

"I also promise that no one will die."

A cold voice suddenly sounded in the room.The disdainful young man stopped suddenly, and then his whole body became stiff.Was he hallucinating just now?

However, that heart-piercing voice sounded again.

"As for losing money, you don't need to, just lose your legs and your head."

The young man turned his head stiffly, and saw a thin figure hidden in a dark robe.The man's short-cut hair hung down to his thin cheeks, looking like a vampire under the night sky.

"You... who are you?"

The man in the darkness took a step forward, showing a gloomy expression, holding a stick in his hand.The young man didn't even know why he was afraid of the stick that seemed to be used as a joke. He stood up and stumbled back.

A red light flashed, he let out a scream, and one leg broke and he fell to the carpet.

He hoped that the screaming sound would attract the waiters or other guests in the corridor, but the whole room seemed to be isolated, the sound did not come out, and no one came.

He watched the death-like man approach, and the stick was pointed at his head.

After that, he didn't know anything.

Harry was watching TV in the living room, and Teddy sorted out all the books for today's new semester, and then watched TV with him.The clock on the kitchen wall moved slowly, and there was a light ring at the door after eleven o'clock in the evening.

The two people in the living room turned their heads at the same time. Snape who entered the door was startled by the scorching door light, then slightly frowned and pursed the corners of his lips to show a defensive look.Harry froze for a moment, but Teddy ignored it, got up and ran to Snape's side.

"Harry is waiting for you for dinner, and I'm waiting for you for cake!"

Snape was dragged into the living room by Teddy, and Kreacher immediately brought food that was kept warm by magic.

Harry's eyes were bright, and he smiled and said, "Go wash your hands and eat."

Snape stood there in a daze for a moment, and went to wash his hands with Teddy, and when he came back, he sat opposite Harry and had dinner together.After the meal was the cake that Teddy had been looking forward to for a long time. Harry promised Teddy to keep all the rest of the cake for him, which made him eat only a small piece and go back to the house to sleep.

When Teddy left, Snape's relaxed body tensed up again.He'd been waiting, but Harry turned off the half-watched TV, made him some tea, and finally said nothing.

"It's getting late, go to bed early."

Snape was stunned for a moment, and he almost couldn't help stepping forward to ask, "Don't you want to ask me what I did when I went out?"

He didn't want to answer this question, so he subconsciously put on his guard when he was alone with Harry, but Harry didn't ask anything, which made him feel a huge gap.

He started to feel out of place.

As for Harry, it wasn't that he didn't want to ask, it was just that he didn't dare to ask.

Snape's defense was so obvious, if he asked again, wouldn't he be pushing him away on purpose?

What's more, he had guessed what people like Snape were doing when they went out.He just didn't want to ask Snape how far he was, lest the two of them quarrel again.

Anyway, Snape had done it.What would be the result of the quarrel besides angering Snape who acted for him?

It was a very long day for Harry, and although he slept for a while in the afternoon, he fell asleep in bed.As for Snape, who was also busy, went to the hospital to pick up Harry alone, made raw bone water, and did some bad things. Although his body was exhausted, he couldn't fall asleep in bed.

As a result, at breakfast the next day, everyone saw the dark circles under Snape's eyes.

Harry was going to take Teddy to school as usual, only then did he realize that the car had been towed away.And when Snape heard him say that he was going to send Teddy off, the look in his eyes made him feel guilty.

Obviously the car accident was not his fault, but the look in Snape's eyes made Harry feel afraid to look directly at him.

In the end, the two apparated and sent Teddy near the school, and then watched Teddy enter the school across the street before slowly leaving together.Harry's mobile phone was broken in the car accident, so he naturally wanted to take the opportunity to buy another one.As for Snape, Harry felt that he should also buy him a mobile phone for easy contact.

Thinking of the previous call from Corson, Harry felt a little worried.

He bought the mobile phone, reissued the calling card, and then went out to call Corson back while Snape was picking up the mobile phone.

"Hello?"

"I'm Harry, Dr. Corson."

"Harry!" Cosen almost jumped up on the office chair, excitedly grabbing the microphone of the landline, "Harry, are you okay? Yesterday... I saw the news..."

Harry laughed, "Cosen, I'm fine. I wasn't the one who was injured. But I was shocked at the time, and the phone in my hand was broken." He said hurriedly, "I have something to do, I'll talk to you another day You contact."

Harry glanced at Snape's questioning eyes, hung up the phone and walked over.

"Contacting with friends?" Snape glanced at the phone in Harry's hand, showing a smirk, "Couldn't it be that he was hit by a car yesterday because he was on the phone?"

☆、Psychiatrist

Snape's keenness made Harry's heart beat faster immediately, and he forced a smile, "The other party knows that I was in a car accident, if they don't want to alarm too many Muggles, they should always make a phone call."

Snape looked at the salesperson beside him with a smirk, bought the selected mobile phone and card number, turned and left.Harry followed behind step by step, thinking for a long time why Snape, who seemed to be a little happy, suddenly became gloomy, so he was also a little angry.

"Severus!" He stopped the figure walking towards the bus stop, and chased after him, "What's the matter with you?"

Snape looked back at Harry, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, his cold eyes were stained with hesitation.

He also wants to know what happened to him!

Why did he clearly make up his mind to get along well with Harry, but in the end it still came to a situation of ridicule, indifference, and deliberate ignorance.Why can Harry refrain from getting angry at him, but he feels annoyed because of Anna, because of Cho Chang, and even because of contacting Harry with someone he doesn't know at all.

He faintly said something in his heart, but he didn't dare to listen to it himself.

Finally, the corners of Snape's tightly pursed lips slowly parted.

"I'm fine," he heard himself say to Harry, then turned away, waiting for the bus to arrive.

Harry wanted to continue asking, but was confused by Snape's previous look.What did Snape think of at that moment, and he couldn't control the change in his expression, showing confusion and bewilderment.

The two got on the bus quietly. Harry used to take the bus when he lived at the Dursleys' house. The family car was for the Dursleys and Dali.As for Snape, even riding the bus was a luxury when he was young.However, at least he has also done a bus.

The two sat side by side with a path between them.

Muggle buses are much more reliable than wizard ones. Even without the speed and magical functions, at least they are more stable when sitting, which is almost a pleasure in comparison.

But of course it is more comfortable to drive your own car.

Harry and Snape got out of the car and walked back to Black House.In order to avoid embarrassment, Harry could only talk about finding a way to "get" the deformed car back and repair it.

These were small things, and Snape cooperated with the occasional comment or two before continuing to wonder what was wrong with him.

Harry took Snape's opinion into consideration, and only after sitting down in the living room and drinking the herbal tea brought by Kreacher did he suddenly regain his senses.

"The car you're talking about isn't much different from Mr. Weasley's car!"

Snape, who was sitting across from him, raised his eyebrows slightly, then frowned again.He obviously remembered the car Harry was talking about, the car that was still running in the Forbidden Forest today.The corners of his lips twitched slightly, "You don't want to save trouble, just get that car back?"

Harry shook his head, doubting even more what Snape was thinking.

How could he want that car? Normally Snape would have realized it long ago, but now the man in front of him was so slow that Harry couldn't help frowning.

Harry straightened up slightly, looking at Snape seriously.

"What happened, Severus?"

Snape glanced at him, then looked away.

"Nothing." He refused to answer.

With a little magic, the car was successfully retrieved by Harry, then repaired, and finally added a lot of functions.Now that they have returned to the Black House, there is no need to use magic cautiously to avoid discovery as before.

The car was decorated with magic, at least Teddy liked it very much.

And Harry had put all his energy on Snape these days, trying to figure out what Snape was thinking.But the more he paid attention, the more strange he found Snape.

Couldn't it really be because of the soul-binding magic that something went wrong with Snape's soul?

In the midst of this feeling of worry, Harry received a call from Corson again, which gave him an idea, and he mentioned Snape by the way when they agreed to have dinner together.

"I have a friend who is not in a normal mood recently. Well, he has a weird personality, and I can't just tell him to see a psychologist..." Harry said with a little hesitation on purpose at the end.Ke Sen on the other end of the phone immediately said: "In this case, let's bring your friend over here."

"Thank you, Dr. Corson." Harry thanked him sincerely.After hanging up the phone, he began to worry about how to persuade Snape to go with him.

However, to his surprise, Snape agreed to go with him almost immediately after he proposed.Harry looked at him curiously, then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

These days, he also found out.Snape was strong among Muggles.At least it was much stronger than he had realized before, so he wasn't worried that Snape would show anything in front of Corson at all.

Changing into slightly more formal clothes, Harry drove Snape to the appointment.Because of the potential factor of treating Snape, they made an appointment to eat in a coffee shop with a quiet environment.

When Harry and Snape walked towards the small cubicle together, Corson stood up to greet them.

"The garlic tuna toast here is very good, I suggest you try it." He smiled, with a gentle attitude, not only seeming close but not too deliberately close.As a psychiatrist, to a certain extent, Corson is very good at dealing with all kinds of different people.

He had only wanted to see Harry, but found Snape's "illness" more interesting to him.

The man refused to communicate with almost everyone except Harry.

It's really fun.

Corson drank his coffee with his head down, hiding the interest between his eyes.He vaguely guessed who Snape was.As Harry's psychiatrist for many years, even if Harry maintained his last vigilance and didn't say anything related to the wizarding world, he said enough things.

Cosen knew that the Snape in front of him was who Harry had said he was.In other words, it was his substitute.

He didn't know that Snape was Snape, but it wasn't far off guessing.

The dinner wasn't silent, and the atmosphere didn't go to any strange place. After Harry and Cosen said goodbye, he breathed a sigh of relief.Sure enough, Corson is a trustworthy psychiatrist.Looking at his previous conversations with Snape, although they were not in-depth, at least they would not end without a problem.

Perhaps, after returning home, he could secretly call Cosen and ask about Snape's situation.

Harry was driving with beautiful fantasies, and beside him, Snape squinted and remembered the business card that Corson had left for him when he went to the toilet.

Psychiatrist, interesting career.

Maybe he could get in touch with this not-too-obnoxious Muggle sometime.

☆ Awakened love

Neither Harry nor Snape knew what the other was thinking, nor what the other was doing.As for Dr. Corson, as the joint contact of the two men, the whole story is quickly put together.

It's just that he also discovered that these two people's wariness and defense against others, and the stories he told him would not be the most complete.

Even if these two people didn't communicate, they had tacitly concealed the most important part.

Corson became more and more interested in these two people. He knew that Harry loved Snape from the bottom of his heart and was also afraid of Snape.As for Snape, he might have fallen in love with Harry long ago, but he didn't even know it.

Now he is beginning to notice this too.

Cosen is not going to expose this fact so easily, because he still wants to listen to their stories and get more clues to speculate on the existence of another world.The most advantageous thing is that he is a psychologist, he is good at deliberating other people's ideas and gaining the trust of patients.

Snape picked Teddy up from school, and since Harry's car had been magically modified, he agreed to drive it with ease.As for something like a driver's license, for Mr. Snape, any blank piece of paper could fool the police.

Teddy pouted disapprovingly, and muttered while nibbling on the cake in his hand, "Harry is writing again?"

Snape pursed his lower lip in a sort of smile - Teddy was even more familiar with his small expressions than Harry was.Because he really wasn't afraid of Snape, not in any way, not like Harry.

"I reminded him as early as a week ago! He is always like this..." Teddy spread his hands and threw the cake shell into the trash can. "The worst time, he didn't sleep for two days and two nights. , I also heard him muttering about the pity that the time-turner can't be used..."

The reason why the Time-Turner doesn't work is that when Harry broke into the Ministry of Magic in fifth year, he destroyed all the time magic stored in the Department of Mysteries.

Snape recalled some messy past because of a noun, recalling that time when Harry looked at him full of despair and shouted at him: "Padfoot was taken away by him..."

If they had trusted enough at that time, or Harry had trusted him enough, perhaps things would not have happened in the future.

Snape's eyes darkened, and Teddy in the car couldn't help shivering.

"Strange, why is it suddenly a bit cold." He glanced curiously at the bright sunshine outside, and then decided to take that momentary feeling as an illusion.

In the evening, Harry came out to eat dinner like a ghost, and then returned to the bedroom disheveled to continue working on the manuscript.Snape looked at his back and opened his mouth slightly, but finally said nothing.

He also returned to his room and contacted Corson.

"You mean, it was because of his distrust of you that he caused the death of his most important family member?" Cosen frowned after hearing the revised story, "Mr. Snape, you suddenly brought up this matter , because you feel guilty?"

"No, I..." Snape hesitated, "I feel angry."

"Because of the other party's distrust?" Cosen was keenly aware of this, and he also knew that the person Snape was hiding was Harry. "You care about each other?"

Snape was silent for a long time, but Cosen obviously had a lot of experience in this field, as long as the other party didn't hang up the phone, it meant that he would speak sooner or later.Sure enough, a few minutes later, Snape spoke again.

"I lived for him for 17 years."

Cosen only felt that his heart was suddenly grabbed, and he felt that he was one step closer to the truth.

"Mr. Snape," his voice was a little urgent, "and now? Are you still alive for him?"

Unbeknownst to Snape, Harry had once told Corson about a man who had lived so long for him and died for the one thing that meant the most to him.And Harry didn't know that Snape would tell Corson about it.He didn't even think that Snape would think so.

He lives for him.

Snape was silent again for a long time, and then hung up while Corson waited expectantly.

Cosen looked at the phone in his hand, a smile appeared on his pale face for a while.

Sometimes, not answering is also an answer.Even if Snape had realized his feelings for Harry more acutely than Harry had told him, it would be too late.

He already knows what he wants to know.

That world really exists.

After hanging up the phone, Snape lay on the bed, looking at the green-branched ceiling above, thinking about the voice's query.

So what now?You still live for him?

He sighed wearily, but had to admit that some emotional changes caught him off guard.He watched him at Hogwarts for six or seven years, and even with mutual distaste and hatred, he kept watching him.

He knows his emotions, his most private secrets, and all his naive or childish thoughts.As Dumbledore had requested, he watched Harry's every move like an omniscient voyeur.

He helped Dumbledore put the Mirror of Erised in that empty classroom, and he used Filch and his cat to send Harry into that classroom.He knew that Harry had stolen his potion to make Polyjuice Potion, and he had even corrected the slight mistake Granger made while making the potion, saving the potion.

He waited quietly after Harry and Ron jumped down the passage under the sink, he kept his guard up after Lupine entered Hogwarts, he paid attention to everything around him after Harry's name appeared in the Triwizard Tournament , even one step earlier than Dumbledore realized that something was wrong with Moody.

He knew that Umbridge persecuted Harry, that they secretly formed the DA team, that Harry began to be supported by more and more students, and that his brain was invaded by the Dark Lord.

Even, during that year, he saw more privacy about Harry.For example, the life in the Muggle world, the life of being despised, rejected, and ignored, he saw everything he saw in the Mirror of Erised, he saw him kissing Qiu Zhang...

He knew Harry's curiosity, and put the most humiliating memory in the Pensieve, waiting for him to see the real memory.It was an embarrassing and wonderful feeling to be naked, naked, stripped, but he just wanted Harry to see it with a vengeance.

What kind of person is his proud father?And what he hated was actually an innocent victim.

Of course he was not innocent, but looking back now, he had been a little jealous since he knew Harry and Qiu Zhang kissed, and he made such a reckless decision.Otherwise, according to his caution, how could it be possible for Harry to see his memory.

He seemed to have been vaguely aware of the change in his feelings for Harry since then.

"Admit it..." Snape whispered to himself in the room, "You like him, you love him."

☆、40·Novel

After the darkest week, when Harry finished typing the last line and clicked the last period to mark the end of the whole text, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and his whole weight was pressed against the back of the chair.

As a result, he exerted too much force, and when he completely relaxed, the chair shook twice without bearing the impact of his falling backwards, and then fell directly to the ground.

"boom!"

There was a dull sound in the room, Teddy and Snape in the living room looked at each other, and then ran towards Harry's bedroom at the same time.After the door was forced open by Snape, they saw Harry lying on the ground curled up slightly.

"Harry?" Teddy rushed over without thinking, but Snape's feet paused, and his hurried steps stopped abruptly.He glanced at the people on the floor before walking slowly over.

"You," Snape frowned, looking down at Harry's pale face and the shadows under his eyes, "are you all right?"

Anyway, Harry has been acting like a ghost for several days. He asked Teddy about it. Harry always behaves like this every time the deadline is reached, and Teddy has gotten used to it.

"It's okay!" Harry waved his hand, struggling to get up from the ground, and pulled up the chair.Snape blinked, looked at the last big "END" on the screen and raised his eyebrows, "Your manuscript, finished?"

"Almost, the next step is mainly to check typos, and then print it out and send it to the publishing house." Harry rubbed his waist, feeling pain all over his body. It's hard.

"Very hungry, do you have anything to eat?" Harry grumbled, yawned and bent over to save the file. With his movements, his shirt was slightly pulled up, revealing his tight and somewhat pale waist .However, as if he didn't notice it, he opened MSN and left a message to Anna, saying that he would go to the publishing house to deliver the manuscript on Monday, and by the way, sign some of the autograph cards that had been agreed before, and prepare for the pre-sale of the last book.

Although he was typing, the shirt swayed slightly around his waist, Snape narrowed his eyes, and his eyes gradually became dark.

He didn't think too much when the relationship was not clear, but now looking at the person he likes, he only feels that every move is attractive.He coughed lightly and took a step back, "I asked Kreacher to prepare dinner."

Leaving Harry's bedroom almost as if fleeing, Snape breathed a sigh of relief when the smell of the air at the tip of his nose became normal.Kreacher had heard the movement long ago, and started preparing dinner without his order.Snape sat at the dining table, picked up the half-read book and flipped back to where he was reading it.

This is Harry's best-selling book - "The Exclusive Diary".He originally thought it would be a boring diary-style novel, but the confrontation and cooperation mode of the two protagonists trapped in the seaside villa made him unable to read it page by page. down.

He vaguely saw the shadow of Harry from one of the protagonists, the way of venting emotions, the way of thinking, all of which hide Harry's shadow, but it's not all Harry.

Snape vaguely understands why this book is a bestseller. The story is full of tension. With the intensification of contradictions and the development of feelings, the struggle and dilemma between the two people are all fascinating.

He originally regarded it as a kind of entertainment, but he didn't expect that after watching less than a third of it, the more he watched it, the more serious he became.

As a reader who understands Harry's past growth experience, it is easier for him to see some meanings that others cannot see.Snape has always been good at finding the clues he needs in small places.

For example, the novel did not mention the feeling that the two protagonists would be lovers from the beginning to the end, but the feeling of fighting side by side that developed later made him realize that maybe the author wanted them to be together.

Harry is gay? !

Snape was almost shocked to discover that, at least, Harry was a homosexual.He recalled Harry's school days and seemed to have a close relationship with Ron, but Ron was obviously [-]% straight.So, who else?

His reading slowed down, so lost in thought that he didn't even notice that Harry had come down the stairs and sat across from him.

"What are you looking at... Oh!" Harry suddenly covered his curious face, "Don't look, Severus!"

He could discuss the content of the plot with the editor as if nothing had happened, and he could answer readers' questions on the Internet, but once he thought that the readers were people he knew, even Snape, Harry felt like dying.

Even Anna once suspected that the male protagonists in his novels would develop into a relationship, and he thought Snape should be able to see it.Although he changed part of the content after Anna suggested, but...

If Snape saw it, how would they face each other in the future?

Of the two male protagonists in the novel, one character tends to be his, and he even regards him as his own incarnation, while the other is based on Snape...

Harry wanted to snatch the book from Snape, but he didn't have the courage.If he behaved too much, I'm afraid Snape would be more suspicious.

Snape looked away from the book slowly, looking at Harry calmly, but the words that came out of his mouth were not so calm.

"I thought that according to your personality that likes to show off, you would want everyone to know..." Of course he knew it was a lie, but some words just came out uncontrollably, and they were full of malicious sarcasm. "The famous Harry Potter, one of the most popular young novelists in the Muggle world, isn't he?"

"No..." Harry moved his hands away from his face, took the dinner that Kreacher brought over, and muttered while cutting the fish steak, "It's just a way of making a living."

He touched his nose guiltily,