HP's Professor Feeding Manual

After reading it, correcting a few small grammatical errors and details of individual words, he reprinted it, stuffed it into a parchment envelope, and mailed it to the "Athletic Prophet".

Harry had been making a living as a Quidditch critic, anonymously HJ.P., for several years.At the beginning, the income from the royalties was not enough to support him and Teddy. Harry wrote many manuscripts at that time, under different pseudonyms.

Fantastic flora and fauna, wizard chess tournaments, Defense Against the Dark Arts (which became a hot topic after the war), and even occasionally, he shamelessly wrote a few tributes to dead war heroes.

These were published in various newspapers or magazines in 1999 or 2000, and he even collected those things.And when he gained some fame commenting on Quidditch matches, and even started writing novelettes for some Muggle presses, he didn't have to write that stuff anymore.

And the last piece he wrote was about Snape.

After sending the review, Harry got up and stretched his stiff limbs, walked to the bookshelf that fit the entire wall, and pulled out a copy of "The Quibbler" from it.

It had published his only unpaid article - 'In Memory of My Potions Professor'.

The article is not long, and from Harry's current perspective, the text is still a little immature.However, the kind of real nostalgia and complicated feelings are permeated between the lines.

[If I had to make a definition of Professor Snape, I would honestly say that he is really not a good teacher in the standard sense.However, after leaving Hogwarts, I realized that even if I didn't like him, I should still respect a professor like him.As for whether it was a lucky thing to meet a teacher like him when he was a student, no one can tell. 】

"Are you lucky?" Harry pursed the corner of his lower lip slightly, closed the magazine and stuffed it back, rubbed his face and thought of the extra "big toy" at home, then removed the silence spell in the room and went out.

In the living room, Snape had already changed into his white T-shirt and jeans, and he seemed to have a different temperament.The shoulder-hanging hair was tied behind his head with a leather holster, revealing his sharp facial features due to his thinness.A few strands of black hair fell down, adding some softness to his lines.

No matter what time it is, Mr. Snape will always give people a feeling of being at a loss, even if the one in front of him is just a doll.

Harry stood in a corner of the living room and hesitated for a moment before walking over.

Snape heard the footsteps and looked up. Seeing that it was Harry, he raised the "Daily Prophet" in his hand, "You don't mind?"

"Oh, that's nothing, you can do whatever you want." Harry said as he walked over and looked at the bar counter in the corner of the living room connected to the kitchen. "What do you want to drink? Tea, coffee, or wine?"

For a while, he liked to drink some wine with a low alcohol concentration before writing. When his head was slightly dizzy, the things he wrote would have more feeling.

"Alcohol?" Snape returned to the back of the newspaper to reveal his tense face, "Alcoholism? Potter, as the most mysterious 'savior' in the wizarding world, the reason why you can't hide it is to avoid Do other people know you're an alcoholic?"

Snape smirked, "I don't have such a habit, tea is fine."

Harry made a cup of tea and brought it to each of them. He looked left and right and saw no sign of Teddy. He wanted to ask Snape, but felt that his position was not right.Snape was not their family's nanny, so naturally he had no obligation to keep an eye on Teddy all the time.

However, Snape saw through his small movements of searching for Teddy at a glance, and snorted coldly.

"Change in the room."

Change, change clothes?

"He's been in less than two hours," Snape said, looking up at the living room clock, "and changed thirteen outfits." An average of 10 minutes per outfit, so the damn brat is annoying , especially the energetic Gryffindor cards!

"Sev, what do you think of this body?" While speaking, a little ghost rushed in, stopped suddenly when he saw Harry, and greeted with a smile, "Hi, Harry!"

"Hi, handsome guy." Harry smiled and looked at Teddy, who was wearing a light green shirt and black jeans, and wanted to reach out to rub his hair, only to find that even the hair was combed a little more neatly than usual.

The smile on his face remained unchanged, but his eyes gradually became serious.Kneeling down and looking at Teddy at the same level, Harry said, "Can I ask why our little handsome guy is dressed so handsomely?"

Teddy's face turned red suspiciously, and he held Harry's hand for a while and said in a low voice, "Harry, Joanna next door said their car broke down and wanted to borrow our car to go to the city. I promised to take her with me...can we take Joanna with me?"

Joanna next door is about to be a sophomore in high school. She looks sweet and tall, with fiery red curly long hair and a curly figure.

Most importantly, it's the object of nine-year-old Teddy's crush.

Harry was speechless for a moment, and nodded under Teddy's uneasy gaze, "Okay, but this is not an example!"

"Long live!" Teddy jumped up excitedly, it took a while to react, and hurriedly stood up and adjusted his clothes, "Harry, how about my clothes? Will Joanna like it? Sif is too much No matter what I wear, he always looks at me with disdain."

Snape, who was ignored for a long time afterwards, was choked up by such an evaluation, a little radish who is less than ten years old, he can't just say that your crush is hopeless, can he?

The one that the bulging and curly Miss Joanna likes is obviously the carrot-headed godfather.

Harry naturally gave Teddy a high evaluation, which finally ended Teddy's fashion show. After he ran back to the bedroom to change his shoes, he had time to look back at Snape.

Of course, Harry didn't let go of the detail that Teddy called Fosyfer on his own initiative.But I also wanted to know that this could not have been agreed by Snape.

However, it was really surprising that Snape didn't lose his temper.

"So, are you ready to go out?"

"I personally think that I don't need to pay attention to my appearance like the savior father and son. I only need to care about my own brain." Snape's tone was so calm that he couldn't hear the slightest wave, but there was full of irony in it, clearly showing that It is said that Harry is a peacock who only knows how to show off his appearance.

Harry thought not so nicely of his former Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Lockhart.

Poor Lockhart is still receiving memory recovery treatment in St. Mungo's so far, but he only remembers that his fans are getting fewer and fewer. In the end, as one of the culprits that caused his idiot professor to become what he is now, Harry I had to entrust the owl rental store to send him a card every few days.

Fortunately, even if he was ridiculed to death by Snape, he deserved the title of "Savior", so don't be afraid to end up spending the rest of his life in St. Mungo in a daze.

Harry tried to pull himself together, reminding himself that being with Professor Snape required a strong enough mentality.No, he should be glad that this is just a doll imitating Snape from the inside to the outside. If it was the real Snape, he would definitely die even worse.

Think about what the head of Slytherin said to him back then?

It's just that he hasn't been baptized by those venoms for a long time, and he can't get used to it for a while.After getting used to it, the ridicule of this "Snape" can only be regarded as drizzle.

The hermit, who had lived in the Muggle world for seven or eight years, regained his composure, changed his clothes for going out, tidied up his messy hair without any hope, and then took his family out.

Joanna had been notified by Teddy, and she met her at the elevator as soon as she went out.

The red-haired beauty immediately smiled when she saw Harry's appearance, stretched out her hand and gently brushed away the long hair that fell in front of her, and shook her head slightly, and the hair fluttered.

"Good morning, Mr. Potter."

Harry nodded, with a gentle smile on his face, "Teddy, why don't you say hello to Joanna?" Teddy, who had a happy face just now, vaguely wanted to hide behind Harry.After hearing Harry's words, he took a step forward, "Good morning, Joanna." He said, a blush appeared on his fair skin, "You are so beautiful today."

"Thank you, little Teddy!" Joanna smiled and bent down and kissed Teddy's forehead. Harry looked down and saw Teddy's face turned red all of a sudden, and he grabbed Harry's T-shirt and didn't let go.

"Harry, she flirted with me..." The kid who got cheap and behaved innocently complained, which made Joanna laugh out loud, and stretched out her hand to pinch Teddy's face and said, "Oh, Teddy, you are so cute."

Harry couldn't help but shook his head with a smile. Instead, Snape snorted softly, cunning brat!

It was only then that Joanna noticed Snape's existence, glanced at him hesitantly, and then said, "This gentleman is...?"

"My friend, stay at my house temporarily." Harry said briefly, the elevator just arrived, he went in first, only to find that Snape was still outside the door frowning when he turned around.

"Come in, Mr. Snape." Harry was serious, but he couldn't help laughing psychologically—Snape should be very uncomfortable with this kind of elevator, right? "We're going to the parking lot below." He said as he gently pushed Teddy, and pressed the door opening button with one hand: "Go and pull Uncle Snape in."

"No need." Snape said, staring cautiously around with a pair of dark eyes, and then stepped into the elevator.Only then did Harry press the door close button, and the door of the elevator room closed with a slight vibration and began to go to the second basement floor.

☆, happiness

During the entire descent of the elevator, Harry couldn't help secretly watching Snape with a tense face.

Well, the palms are clenched tightly, the veins on the arms are tense, the jaw is raised slightly, and the breathing is deep and slow... Is Mr. Snape scared?

Ding!

With a soft bang, the elevator door opened, and another family of three came in.Those children greeted Teddy warmly when they saw Teddy, and the two friends got together to talk, and Harry exchanged greetings with the parents and gave up paying attention to Snape.

The elevator stopped three times along the way, and after more and more people poured into it, Harry keenly felt the faint irritability of Snape beside him who wanted to explode.

Fortunately, the whole process is not long.They arrived at the parking lot quickly, and people they knew smiled and waved away. Harry drove the car and was about to let Teddy sit in the front when he saw Snape open the car door and sit in the passenger seat.

Joanna and Teddy next to each other were stunned. One wanted to be in the front seat to say a few more words to Harry, and the other was used to being in the front seat, but they didn't react when they were robbed of their seats.

Fortunately, Joanna didn't insist and immediately opened the back seat and got in, but Teddy reacted quickly and patted Snape's arm directly, "Thanks, buddy!" After saying that, he quickly got into the back seat, "Joanna, we're going to buy Optimus Prime, do you want to come with us?"

"I'm going to the class reunion..." Joanna smiled and said while looking at Harry in the driver's seat, "For the class reunion of our dessert club, I specially made strawberry pudding, would Teddy want it?"

"Okay!" Teddy said excitedly. Through the rearview mirror, Harry saw that Joanna took out a strawberry pudding from the box she carried at all times and handed it to Teddy. The aroma of strawberries mixed with the aroma of milk spread in the car. With a sweet smile, Joanna took two more puddings and handed them over, "Try it too, how about my skills?"

Harry was about to refuse, but saw Snape hesitant for a moment and actually reached out to take the one handed to him.

In this way, it would be too much for him to refuse again, not to mention that Teddy was still shouting loudly: "Harry, try it, it tastes really good!"

He took the cool pudding and was about to put it in front, but Joanna snatched it back suddenly, "I'll open it for you!" She smiled, a little embarrassed, "It's convenient for you to eat while driving."

Such enthusiasm is really irresistible. Harry drove with one hand, finished a pudding silently, and then asked Joanna for the detailed address: "I will send you there first, and I will send you there when your event is over." I'll call and I'll pick you up."

"You are such a considerate gentleman." When getting out of the car, Joanna deliberately walked to the front, quickly kissed Harry's face, then waved and ran away.

"Oh oh oh!" Teddy booed from behind, "Harry, that's my Joanna!"

"She's just thanking me." Harry closed the car window and patted Teddy back. "Then we'll buy you toys first, and then clothes for Snape. If you dare to make trouble, the toys will be confiscated!"

With the threat of such a big killer, Teddy immediately vowed that he would always be obedient.Harry was relieved now, when Teddy winked at him.

"What's the matter?" Harry hesitated, while Snape on the side sneered, "What does he mean, do you want to go shopping with a girl's lips on it?"

Harry was taken aback for a moment, and immediately reacted, and immediately lowered the rearview mirror to look at the place where he was kissed just now, and saw that there was a clear lip print on it.He blushed immediately, took out a wet towel and quickly wiped off the lip marks on his face, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ahem!" Someone tried to regain his seriousness, "Let's go to the mall first." The corner of his eyes was paying attention to Snape, and then he realized that Snape hadn't eaten the pudding since he took it. hold in hand.

The car drove out smoothly, and Harry hesitated for a few minutes before speaking: "Well, if you really don't want to eat, you can refuse at that time. Joanna won't care about this..." Besides, Snape didn't seem like a People who don't reject others.

In other words, he is too good at rejecting others!

Snape raised his eyebrows slightly, gave Harry a sideways look, and then moved his slender fingers slightly, and the package of pudding that he didn't know how to do was easily opened.He held up the pudding base, looked at it carefully, and ate it in one bite.

Eat, eat up!

If it wasn't on the road and there were cars in front and behind, Harry really wanted to slam on the brakes and ask Mr. Snape if he didn't have enough for breakfast?Is the professor able to be fed so easily?

Don't eat random things from strangers, doesn't he know? !

Looking at Snape's jaws moving up and down from chewing, Harry was flustered for a moment—Professor, what's wrong with you, Professor?

You are so talkative and you like desserts, does he know Severus Snape?

After buying Optimus Prime to coax the energetic Teddy, Harry took Snape to the men's clothing department on the sixth floor of the mall.It had to be said that Harry was curious about what Snape wore other than wizard robes. During the years they knew each other, Snape wore tight black wizard robes every day.

With a feeling of abstinence, it is so serious that people have no desire or desire to get close.But now, at the suggestion of the shop assistant, he changed into clothes of different colors and styles.

Harry sat on the chair where the guests were resting, and watched Snape change his clothes one after another. He kept his face expressionless, but he could feel that the man in front of him was becoming more and more impatient.

"Okay." Harry stood up. "Just this one, and the green T-shirt I tried on earlier, and the silver-gray one."

The clerk immediately took out the other two sets he had named for confirmation, but Mr. Snape, who had no objections throughout the whole process, voiced doubts at this moment.

"If I remember correctly, are you buying clothes for me?" The simple interrogative sentence made Harry feel a cold breath in the summer, Snape walked to his side, with a twisted smirk, There was a look in your eyes that made you want to shrink back: "Mr. Potter, after all these years, you have never changed your arrogant and self-assertive personality. Sure enough, a reputation that does not match the reality will make people overinflate that I don't know where the confidence comes from..."

"Shut up!" Harry took a deep breath, "Mr. Snape, you can choose what you like. If you are not satisfied with the clothes I picked." He refrained from adding "Although these clothes are made of I'll pay for it." Such words.

He was sure that if he dared to say that, even a doll Snape would definitely curse him until next year.

Slytherin's bloody self-esteem and sensitivity, he had already experienced it deeply at Hogwarts.And, in their most difficult seventh year, Harry realized for the first time that those annoying Slytherins can become even more annoying when they feel despised.

Anyone who can use the thinking of normal humans or wizards to actively communicate with others will definitely not be a qualified Slytherin.

In order to avoid inflaming Snape's accumulated anger and irritability, Harry felt that backing down was the best option.

"You choose, professor." Harry said as he stepped aside, and the clerk beside him immediately showed eight teeth and smiled perfectly, "Sir, which one do you like?"

Snape glanced over the clothes he had tried, and finally settled on the only black T-shirt.

Harry watched his reaction from the sidelines, and couldn't help but rub his forehead.

Of course, the effect of Snape wearing black is good, the problem is that he didn't expect that M&W studio would even have to set this preference... Would it be necessary to have a gloomy Potions professor at home in the future?Couldn't it be a normal, Slytherin-like... Snape?

Harry watched as the clerk wrapped up the black T-shirt + jeans that Snape had named - two sets! ! !He had no choice but to go forward to pay the bill, and seeing Mr. Snape put on one of the suits, he couldn't help but lament that Snape was Snape, trying to change him, even if it was a doll, was a daydream.

"I'll pay you separately," said Snape, holding his trophy, and raised his eyebrows when Harry turned around. "You know, in another way."

Harry blinked, not sure how a doll could be rich.However, according to Snape's character, he was indeed not the kind of person who could enjoy the contributions of others with peace of mind.

Of course, it is also difficult to get him to pay.As far as Harry knows, the only two successful people so far are his mother, Lily Evans Potter, and the former headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore.

"Oh..." The clerk on the side drew his tone, looked at them with squinted eyes, returned the credit card to Harry and winked at him, "You are so lucky."

happiness?

Harry froze for a moment, not understanding what she had misunderstood. He just smiled casually as a response, and called Teddy, who was having fun, "We should go!"

Teddy immediately put Optimus Prime into the backpack, and rushed over to hug Harry's thigh: "Harry, as I said before, I want to buy ice cream and go home!"

"No problem." Harry nodded, "Let's have lunch first, and then go shopping in the supermarket."

It is rare to go out once, of course, to buy all the ingredients needed for a week.Although Kreacher can also do these things, it still feels different to do some things by himself.

According to Teddy's strong request, the three of them entered the economical KFC on the second floor together. There were two weekday set meals and a children's set meal. Teddy was lucky enough to collect a whole set of toys. Enthusiastically gave Harry a chip.

For such fast food, Snape was very calm.I finished the French fries one by one, then ate the burger, and drank the last glass of Coke frowning, giving the final evaluation.

"Drink ratios are less than perfect."

enough!It's just cheap and affordable fast food and really doesn't need to be as demanding as making potions!

☆, doctor

Harry downed the Coke in one gulp, and the two adults sat facing each other in silence, looking away from each other.Eventually, they finally found someone they could watch without causing embarrassment.

At the same time, they turned their heads and stared at Teddy, who was unaware of this, watching him dip French fries in ketchup, bite the straw flat, drink Coke with a rustling sound, and secretly pick out the lettuce in the burger...

"Huh?" Harry suddenly questioned, and Teddy, who was completely stared at by the two adults, looked up with a bitter face, and then squeezed the lettuce and stuffed it into his mouth.

Harry nodded, "Fine."

Teddy swallowed the lettuce covering his mouth and smirked at Harry, "I ate it."

Harry patted his head, motioning for him to get on with his lunch.Turning his head to look at Snape opposite, the embarrassment and wonder in Harry's heart had not completely subsided. No matter how many times he hypnotized himself in his heart, every time he saw that face with his jaw tensed, he felt There is a feeling of being at a loss.

At this time, he suddenly missed the self in his student days, he could hate Snape unscrupulously, he could confront his anger confidently, he would be happy to see him unlucky, and in the end he would also hate him when he knew his "betrayal" and can't believe it.

Truth is the sweetest poison that changes everything that has ever been.

He believed that everything Dumbledore did was out of helplessness. If possible, the kind old man who really cared about everyone around him would never push them into such a situation.

Over the years, he has experienced enough things.The more this happened, the more he understood Dumbledore.

However, the more he understood, the more he felt that Dumbledore owed Snape a lot.

He has seen this man's tears, the deepest sadness, and the most sincere love...

Harry couldn't help but stare at the remembered face, watching it frown, lips slightly parted.

"Potter, what are you looking at?"

Even the sound is the same.

"If you keep looking at me like that, I don't mind poking you blind with my wand. Believe me, I don't need a little magic!" Snape said, casting a sideways glance.The cold and sharp eyes made Harry struggle again from the memory, he forced a smile, "Sorry, I was distracted."

He couldn't really use a doll as a replacement for Snape.

He smiled wryly, rubbed his face, and brought himself back to reality.

"We'll go to the supermarket to buy food later, if you need anything, you can ask it directly." Harry said and glanced at Snape, "You need a complete set of daily necessities."

Toothbrush, toothpaste, mouthwash, as well as shampoo, body wash, pajamas, slippers, etc. Harry tried his best to get his brain to work, not to think about what he had and what he didn't have.

Some things have passed, and it is better to let it pass.

"I'm going to the bathroom." He got up to leave, took out his mobile phone out of sight of Snape and Teddy and dialed a number he hadn't contacted for a long time.

The bell rang twice, and the phone was connected.

"Harry, I haven't seen you for a long time." The other party's voice was gentle and deep, which gradually calmed down his disturbed mood.

Harry smiled at his own reflection in the glass, "I've encountered a little difficulty and need your help."

There was the sound of flipping papers over there, and the other party replied after a while: "Is it okay from three to five in the afternoon the day after tomorrow?"

"That `s a deal."

In the evening, the four people who set off together returned to their residence. Teddy enthusiastically carried Snape's daily necessities and put them where they should be.Harry was packing up the ingredients in the kitchen, while Snape was sitting in the living room, pursing his lips and watching the busy figure of the father and son.

As if none of this had anything to do with him.

In fact, until now he still has a feeling of drifting, feeling that all this seems to be a dream.

He, and Harry Potter, living under the same roof?

Is there anything scarier than this?

Of course there are many more terrible things than this, but there is no more unbelievable fact than this.Moreover, the kid who hated him since he was a child has unknowingly grown into a strange appearance. He is busy buying food and cleaning the room for his "waking up".

The movements are familiar and natural, as if they are old friends for many years, and his arrival is just a surprise, not a synonym for trouble.

They had too much time and opportunities before, but they never got along well.And now, they were suddenly able to sit together and eat with peace of mind.

Dumbledore would be proud of our decorum.

Snape thought inexplicably, then gave himself a mocking smirk.

"Sev!" Teddy yelled, rushing out, "I've got your stuff in order!" He waved at Snape, "I'll show you!"

Snape stood up involuntarily, and when he realized that he was summoned by a kid so easily, the little carrot beside him had enthusiastically introduced the furnishings in the bathroom.

"The blue one is Harry's, the red one is mine, and the white cup is yours. And the towels, in order of height, the bottom one is mine, the middle one is Harry's, and the top one is yours." ... and bath towels ..."

Teddy's voice lingered in his ears, and for the first time Snape didn't find the energetic brat his age noisy.His gaze moved with the position Teddy's fingers were pointing at, looking at the neatly placed daily necessities, the corners of his tightly pursed lips slowly relaxed.

Everything is arranged in three different colors, from a set of toothbrush cups to towels and bath towels, there are bathroom slippers on the shoe rack, and there is even a separate razor in the drawer.

"The black one is yours!" Teddy said, "Harry said, I can use this when I grow up!" He said, taking out Harry's razor and gesticulating on his face, "Buzz buzz ...so emotional!"

There was a flash of a smile in Snape's eyes, so Teddy didn't even notice.

"Little brat, how about putting down that razor and taking your Mr. Snape to visit our kitchen?" Harry stood at the door, looking at Teddy with a pampering smile on his face.

It's as if he is transparent.

The stupid thought flashed through Snape's mind for a split second, and before he could react, a cold snort came out of his throat.

"If you hadn't blocked the door, I don't think I'd be here to prevent His Majesty the Savior from going to the toilet," he said, with a moment of chagrin.

The plan is obviously not like this, why, no matter before or now, those perfectly planned things will be completely changed when they meet Potter!

Harry stepped aside to open the door, watched Snape leaving without looking back, hesitantly looked at Teddy aside, "Did I say anything?"

"Snape" was in a good state when facing Teddy, but why did he have all kinds of negative states when he turned to him?

Does this doll have any default settings, for example: once it meets Harry Potter, it will automatically upgrade to a disaster-like relationship mode?Speaking of this, maybe he should take the time to see how to modify the doll's relationship mode...

However, the mode seems to be modified after three days...

It was only two days before Harry spent most of his time in the study writing. The deadline for the serial novel manuscript for the Muggle magazine was about to arrive. Nepe, even forgot about the appointment this afternoon.

He didn't remember it until the scheduled alarm clock rang at 01:30.

After changing out of clothes, Harry stretched out his hand and casually pressed the hair on his head, and said to Teddy who was watching TV in the living room, "I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back by dinner."

"Goodbye." Teddy waved his hand, "I'll be good, and besides, I have Snape with me."

Leaving Snape with the children... Harry was in a trance for a moment, what would Hermione say if she found out?

Harry was lying on the chair, and the deep voice of the man beside him made him relax. He even noticed that the soothing incense lit in the room smelled like lavender.

"Now, you can talk about your worries."

He heard a voice beside him, peaceful and didn't mean to try to pry him at all.

"I met that person... No, I met a person who looks exactly like that person, and their personalities are also somewhat similar. I... I don't know how to feel about him. I think I saw a phantom , taking this person in front of him as his substitute..."

Harry's narration was a bit confusing, and the psychologist sitting behind the desk looked through his previous treatment records, and added some notes when Harry narrated from time to time.

Harry is a relatively special patient he has come into contact with, and the psychologist has a complete set of his cases.At the beginning, he was judged to be a survivor. However, after a period of contact and the patient had enough trust in the doctor, the doctor realized that this was not such a simple case.

He seemed to feel guilty for the deceased.It is not impossible for this kind of thing to happen. In fact, many people have similar emotions of wanting to make up for those who have owed them.If the owed party dies, especially when the cause of death is related to the patient, the patient is more likely to immerse himself in the annoyance of some past misconduct and the good memories of the deceased towards himself, resulting in feelings similar to infatuation.

It's just that most people can get out of this short-term infatuation on their own, but the young Mr. Harry Potter in front of him, the doctor doesn't think he has his complete trust.All he heard was the cut version of the story. The patient had concealed too many things, so that he couldn't really judge why he couldn't get out of the past.

This kind of psychotherapy lasted for two years. At first, it was twice a week, then once a week, and after two years, it was maintained at once every two weeks, and then once a month. In the past two years, the doctor has rarely seen Harry.

He always thought that with the passage of time, he had come out of the past, but a sudden appearance, who was exactly like the deceased, and even had a somewhat similar personality, messed up everything in an instant.

The doctor listened silently to Harry talking about the events of the past few days without asking why he had let such a man into his home, or why he had to be nice to this man.

The kind of psychological and spiritual double guilt will make the patient lose his normal judgment on one thing, and if Harry doesn't say anything, it will cause him to rebound if he asks.

After several years of contact, he deeply realized how sensitive and full of suspicion and distrust the seemingly gentle Mr. Harry Potter had in his heart.

☆, proposal

"Then do you still confuse the two of them now?"

"Yes," Harry covered his face helplessly, "As soon as I see that face, I can't help but think of that person, every move of this person in front of me seems to bear traces of that person..."

Snape wasn't Snape.

Such a proposition is really too difficult, but Snape is Snape, if he really asks for a refund, Harry can't believe what kind of future "Snape" will encounter.

"And I have no way to drive him away. I can't explain the reason, but we have to live together for a long time." Harry put his hands down and looked at the doctor seriously, "How can I solve this problem?"

The doctor with short, shattered blond hair reached out and pushed the glasses that were sliding up and down the bridge of his nose, and made unreliable suggestions with a professional expression on his face.