HP's Professor Feeding Manual

"I personally recommend that you try to socialize with other people to distract you."

"Dating with other people?" Harry waited for the doctor in disbelief, "But, I don't have any suitable candidates, and I have to take care of Teddy..."

The doctor also knew about Teddy's existence, as for the right candidate.

"Harry, you yourself are aware of your situation. It's not that you don't have suitable candidates around you, but that you don't pay attention to the people around you at all." The doctor pinched the bridge of his nose wearily, "I suggested you a few years ago You should expand your social circle instead of locking yourself in the room to write novels."

Having said that, the doctor smiled.

"Congratulations, your "Exclusive Diary" has been ranked No.3 on the best-selling book list."

"Thank you." Harry relaxed a little, and the doctor continued: "You don't have to be in a relationship, but going on a date with a stranger, going out for coffee or watching a movie are all good pastimes. In this way You can also stagger the time you spend with that person in your family. In fact, the most important thing you should do now is to expand your social circle.”

This is indeed a good way.

The only question was, who would he date?

On the way back, Harry was thinking about this question. When the door was opened and he looked up to see Snape standing in front of him, he almost blurted out - "Let's go on a date."

Fortunately, he held back.

It's just that his expression must be very strange at that moment, he can guess just by the way Snape raised his eyebrows.

"Good afternoon." With a guilty conscience, Harry forced a smile, went in to change his shoes, remembered what the doctor said before, and tried to treat Snape as an ordinary friend, "Where's Teddy?"

"Joanna from next door invited him to taste the cake." Snape returned to the living room with a book in his hand, and he looked up again when he heard Harry's words, "But I think Joanna really wants to invite It's you, heartthrob Mr Potter."

"Can you stop calling me so many nicknames." Harry rolled his eyes and unbuttoned his shirt, "I've got 'Savior', 'Savior', 'Boy Who Lived' by now." , 'The Boy Who Lived Again' and so on... A heartthrob is really not suitable for someone like me who has been out for a few years!"

"Oh..." Snape responded slowly, as if Harry had said something inconsequential.When Harry was about to change clothes in the golden bedroom, he chased after him lightly, "Then, Mr. Potter, who doesn't need a nickname, really doesn't need to explain your private life to me."

Don't you think I'm voluntary!

Harry tightened his grip on the doorknob abruptly, resisting the urge to turn his head back and protest, and opened the door stiffly and then closed it hard.

"boom!"

The sound of the door slamming brought him back to his senses, ashamed of himself for what he had done earlier.He had clearly made up his mind to treat Snape as an ordinary person, why did he become abnormal once he talked to him.

It was as if he had returned to his student days, he was impetuous, angry, and easily provoked by Snape's understatement.In front of Snape, he looked like a fool.His emotions change with that man, like a marionette, whether he wants to or not.

Harry admitted that Snape was really a master at manipulating people's hearts.Especially when he's cold and heartless about this.

Like Lily, like Dumbledore, Snape was like a tamed beast in front of them, with all his fangs put away.Harry recalled those scenes, couldn't help letting out a weak growl, and fell on the bed.

He can't be immersed in memories, at least not all the time.Especially when Snape was outside in the living room, if he continued, the end result could only be that he was covered in bruises.

It is enough to go through some things once, and if those bad experiences happen again, he may go crazy.

Thinking about that darkest experience, Harry would rather lie on the rest chair and tell everything quietly like today, rather than being sedated.He looked at the ceiling and smiled wryly.

Perhaps, he really should spend most of his time outside, and as for Teddy, Harry believed he would be fine at home alone.Besides, isn't there still Snape?

Oh Snape!

Harry sat up suddenly, rubbed his head in agitation, then took out his mobile phone from his pants pocket, and checked the few contacts on it.

Familiar or unfamiliar names swiped one by one, and then swiped back one by one. Harry hesitated for a long time, and finally dialed one of the numbers.

The other party connected quickly.

"Harry, congratulations on your "Exclusive Diary" rising to No.2 in the sales list!" His editor smiled and congratulated him as soon as he answered the phone. Harry was relieved and found something to chat with.

"Yeah, I didn't expect such a good result myself." He was a little humble, and the editor over there said enthusiastically: "I think this book still has potential, the book that is on top of you It has been on the market for almost three months, and the follow-up is not strong, as long as you properly promote this book, the sales will definitely increase."

"..." Harry was silent for a while, feeling bad.

really--

"Harry, how about an on-site signing? There are quite a few book fans who want to get in touch with you!" The enthusiastic words of the editor gave Harry a headache, "As long as you become the number one this time, you His worth will rise to a higher level, Harry, this opportunity is very rare..."

"I... To be honest, I..." I don't care about fame and fortune that much.Harry could almost imagine what Snape's reaction would be if he didn't know that he would go to the signing event.

The famous Harry Potter, megalomaniac, fame lover and other adjectives will be superimposed on him.

Damn!

Why did he think of Snape again?

Harry tried his best to pull back his thoughts that drifted to nowhere, "Why don't we have dinner together tomorrow night and talk about this issue?"

In this way, he made an appointment for one night, and then it might be easier to refuse if he had a face-to-face interview.Harry tried his best to think on the bright side, and quickly built up the confidence to live a good life.

When he went out and saw what Snape was reading, the confidence he had just built up collapsed in an instant.

"The Quibbler"!

Mr. Snape, how amazing is your appreciation ability to pick out the only one "The Quibbler" from a whole wall of books!It also contained his anonymous essay in memory of Snape.

Harry felt the urge to bang his head against the dining table.

Snape misunderstood his expression and put the book aside, "Teddy said that I can read the books in the study at will. Since he is an underage wizard who cannot be responsible for his words and deeds, I did not enter your study .”

"And this book?" Harry pointed to the magazine on the dining table.

Snape raised his eyebrows, "The young Mr. Lupine picked out the books he thought were the most suitable for me to read and put them in the living room. To be honest, the logic of the articles in this is really amazing, maybe it really can only get a ten Appreciation of a [-]-year-old child, or a person whose IQ has been stuck at the age of [-]?"

The last sentence can be said to be an explicit hint that made Harry's anger burst out uncontrollably. He grabbed the "Quieter" and opened it to the page "In Memory of My Potions Professor", and stuffed it directly. When it came to Snape's face, "Could it be that this is also a logic problem, and it can only coax a ten-year-old child?!"

Snape moved back, trying to distance his face from the one in the magazine.

He had already read this article, and it was for this reason that his evaluation of "The Quibbler" was extremely harsh.

Facing Harry's angry questioning, he just narrowed his eyes suspiciously, and his voice sounded lightly.

"Isn't this a soft article written for Hogwarts' recruitment of Potions professors?"

All the anger was pierced by this sentence, Harry put the book aside, pulled out a chair and sat opposite Snape. "Do you think this is an advertisement for Hogwarts to recruit Potions professors?" He looked at the man in front of him in disbelief. Once this article was published, Luna received many anonymous letters about Snape. Many people said that this article brought back memories of their school days.

Even every little bit about Professor Snape made them feel differently.At that time, Harry was still touched. It turned out that so many people still remembered him. Whether it was good or bad, they all believed his words and really missed him.

And now, Harry looked at "Snape" in front of him.The initial touch and emotion were all ruined by his indifferent ridicule.

If even "Snape" didn't care, then what did they and he care about?

☆, epiphany

The conversation came to an abrupt end because of this unexpected discovery, and Snape looked at Harry who was wondering what he was thinking, and slowly pursed the corners of his twisted lips.

As Harry Potter's potions professor for five years, plus one year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, he can be said to be the person who knows Harry's word habits best.

How could he miss the article full of Harry Potter language style, how could he not feel a little bit.

He even suspected that Teddy had given him the Quibbler on purpose, and even guessed that it was Harry's order.However, Harry's astonishment and panic at that moment couldn't be more real.

And the moment of being humiliated by him with words, the uncontrollable anger.

Gryffindor-like impulsive, physical and emotional reactions are often quicker than reason.

Snape's fingertips lightly touched the paper of "The Quibbler", as if he could feel the words printed by magic.Also, the... feelings revealed between the lines.

If there was anyone in the world who had the most right to hate him, he believed that person was definitely Mr. Harry Potter who was currently sitting across from him with a dejected expression on his face.

It was he who caused him to lose his parents and be raised by Muggle relatives - thinking of Harry Potter's first appearance at Hogwarts, he couldn't help frowning when he was thinner than most children of his age.

And his cautious words and deeds also make people involuntarily irritated.

Of course, Dumbledore quickly indulged the bravery of a true Gryffindor with his curiosity and novelty of the wizarding world.Like a feline, he is full of curiosity and sends himself to dangerous situations time and time again.

Snape had never seen a Gryffindor as deadly as Harry.

However, he is so energetic, like Lily, more like James Potter.He can hate him wantonly and passionately, and then hint in his heart that this is also Lily's child after all, look at those eyes, he should really protect him.

In the end, the protector used his own life to push him to the altar of killing the Dark Lord.

Things have developed to this point, and it's all Dumbledore's fault!Snape frowned irritably. If he hadn't been with Dumbledore for 17 years, he was a Slytherin—and he was an ambitious Slytherin, who believed in pure blood and was fascinated by powerful power. Ken might feel guilty about something like this.

He even betrayed his belief in the Dark Lord and personally participated in every step of killing the Dark Lord.Even if Dumbledore didn't fully trust him in the end, he betrayed everyone, not even himself, in the end.

That cunning and sincere old man taught him too many things.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

If...if...if he had been able to spend more time with Dumbledore and listen carefully to what he had said to him when he was a student, maybe everything would not have come to this point.

Lily wasn't going to die, he didn't become a Death Eater, and even Potter wouldn't be with Lily at all.

How could he be so naive at that time.Naively thought that Lily would treat him differently after he became a Death Eater?

Perhaps it was the nostalgia for the student days and the assumption of doing it all over again. When he realized that the young Malfoy was about to make the same mistakes again, he would make an unbreakable vow with Narcissa Malfoy.

Even if he killed Dumbledore, it was originally a step in the plan.

His faith he himself destroys.

His beliefs, he personally betrayed.

For his beliefs, he killed himself.

His beliefs, his own...

"Snape?!" The suddenly raised voice brought Snape back from his entanglement, he raised his head in confusion, and looked at the familiar face in front of him, "Potter!"

He yelled a warning in a low voice, but the person in front of him looked puzzled.

"I'm asking you, what do you want for dinner tonight?"

No matter what, if Mr. Snape is hungry, Teddy will find him to settle the score.Harry made an excuse for his worry at the moment when he had peeked at Snape's shifting expression.

It was the first time he saw that painful expression on Snape's face.

No, it wasn't the first time, it's just that the painful expression before only existed in the memory Snape gave him.

He wanted to ask Snape, what's wrong with you?What do you remember?Why do you feel pain?can I help you?

However, in what position does he ask?

At the end of Snape's life, he was just a substitute.Snape, who was dying, just looked into his eyes, remembering everything with his mother.

To Snape, he had always been a loathsome being, a Potter.He's willing to protect him while hating him, just because of those green eyes.

【You look exactly like your father, except for those eyes——Lily's eyes! 】,

He had heard too many such words, but only after Snape died and the war was over did he know what these eyes brought him.

"Whatever." Snape, freed from memory and emotion, quickly controlled his emotions, and gave Harry an expected answer with a blank face.

Yes, he's just someone to treat "casually".All Snape really cared about was Lily Evans.

Harry could hardly bear to burst out his dissatisfaction, he wanted to ask Snape, what is he really?A garbage that can be discarded at any time, a pig that can be sacrificed at any time, or a dispensable substitute?

However, there seemed to be a voice in his head speaking.

This wasn't Snape, the real Snape was dead.He was bitten to death by Nagini, look at his neck, there is no scar, it is intact.

It's just a doll.

Reason came back in an instant, and Harry barely pulled the corner of his lower lip.

"In this case, let me go and see what else is in the refrigerator." He said as he stood up, trying to stay away from Snape as much as possible.

When he opened the refrigerator, Harry said again: "You can read the books in the study as you like."

There was nothing messy there, and there were quite a few Muggle books among them. Since they lived among Muggles, it would be better for Snape to learn more about the current situation.

Harry tried to convince himself that it wasn't Snape, it wasn't Snape it wasn't Snape!

Asshole!

Who was that man who was sitting at the dining table who could affect his emotions with every move and even a silent change of expression?

He felt that he was going to be schizophrenic, and in the end he could only smile wryly at the cold air from the refrigerator.

It was a doll...Harry had had a vague guess as to why the combination of magic and technology could produce such a doll.

Muggles have cloning technology, and magic...

Consider how the Death Eater came back from the cemetery, one of the repertoires of all his nightmares.

But such a doll is really too challenging.

If he hadn't been masochistic, he should have returned the package when he found out it was a "Snape".

But, that was Snape...

Other than that, there is no other reason, why Teddy will be disappointed, what is the fear that "Snape" will face other fates... just because he likes that man, even if the origin of this love seems so obvious in other people's eyes unusual.

He had also asked himself countless times whether it was guilt that gave rise to feelings, or whether he really liked Snape.

After all, up until then, he had thought he hated Snape.He never considered that one day this hatred and dislike would turn into love.

No, he still didn't like Snape, but he liked Snape again.

They had a lot of problems, and those problems were never resolved, and even only intensified with time.However, even so, even if it is a kind of torture, he is not willing to let go of the only chance.

The only chance to have a "live" Snape around, even if he was just a doll.

He wants to live every day seriously and cherish every day now.

Perhaps, one day he will be completely tired of this kind of self-torture, and really get out of the misunderstanding of his feelings and fall in love with other people.However, now he just wants to live every day well.

Even quarreling with Snape was better than staring blankly at the books in the study, looking at the memories in the Pensieve and looking at what he could find about Snape's alone memories.

Dinner was carefully prepared by Harry, who wasn't particularly good at the kitchen.Thankfully, though, he had a not-so-great childhood, and the Dursleys treated him like a house-elf.He can make delicious home-cooked food, and during the period of psychotherapy, he once tried to relieve stress with the delicate and long process of making desserts.

At the very least, Teddy is full of praise for the various desserts he makes.

If Snape liked strawberry pudding, he probably wouldn't refuse strawberry mousse, which was perfect for dessert.

Emotions brewed, oppressed, and then exploded in the body, all of which seemed to have no trace, and when everything was over, Harry even felt a sense of happiness that was completely empty.

That ethereal feeling made him feel so relaxed for the first time in nine years, and he couldn't help humming an out-of-key song when making strawberry mousse.

Snape in the living room smelled the sweet smell in the air, and listened to the completely rhythmless song, and couldn't even tell what the original shape of the song was.

However, he didn't mourn anything for the original singer of the song, he just didn't understand...

Why is it that Harry Potter, who was depressed before as if he wanted to explode, is now full of happiness and joy in his singing...

The keen Slytherin found that after waking up nine years later, he did not understand this Gryffindor who he had cared for for six years and thought he knew best.

☆, haunted

On the second night, in the lavender restaurant with a good atmosphere and privacy, Harry pulled his clothes uncomfortably and looked down at the time.

It was 10 minutes late for their appointed time, and there was no sign of his editor, Anna, showing up.

Harry took out his phone's address book, and was thinking about making a call to ask about it, when there was a sound of crisp footsteps, and when he looked back, Anna appeared with an apologetic face.

"Sorry, something happened when I was going out." She said, walked over to sit opposite Harry, asked the waiter who brought her over for a glass of ice water, and then took out a book from her bag and handed it over , "Please sign for me first!"

Harry looked down and saw that it was the first book he published, the children's book "Amazing World", which used a fictional tone to tell the adventure stories of a little boy who came into contact with various magical creatures.

"I didn't bring a pen..." He didn't expect such a thing to happen at all, but Anna knew the way, and took out the signature pen directly from the bag, "I will write it to Lily."

"Lily?" Harry subconsciously repeated, and Anna laughed, but with a hint of worry on her face, "It's my daughter, she's just ten years old this year, and she adores you so much."

Anna said and handed over the signature pen, with a trace of helplessness and pampering on her tired face, "She also said that she really saw the Thestral you wrote in it flew across the sky."

"Thestrals?" Harry was taken aback, and subconsciously stretched out his head to hold Anna's hand.However, he didn't notice this at all, and just confirmed with Anna, "She said she saw thestrals?"

Anna twitched her hand, and she couldn't help laughing until Harry smiled shyly.Having been Harry's editor for several years, she knew a little about the character of this young man.

"Yes, she insisted that she saw the Thestrals, and that the Thestrals stole the bacon hung outside by a Chinese couple next door." She shook her head helplessly, "Just write it for her, Anna, this The magical world is real, I hope you can find her one day."

While Harry was casually writing what Anna said, his heart was surging.If he didn't feel wrong, the moment he held Anna's hand just now, the feeling of electric current passing through his skin...

It's magic!

Coupled with the hasty look of Anna when she came over, and the news she accidentally revealed, Harry was almost sure that Anna's daughter was a little witch!

Judging from the traces of magic left on Anna's body, this little witch has amazing magic power.

Or maybe, she just experienced the first magic riot in her life.

He signed his name seriously at the end and returned the book. "Anna, how did you and your husband meet?"

In fact, he wanted to ask Anna, is her husband a wizard?

Anna paused when she put away the book, and then forced a smile.

"He was in a plane crash when Lily was less than three months old." She said calmly, taking a big sip of the ice water beside her.

Harry quickly apologized, "Sorry, I don't know..."

"It's okay, it's been a long time. Lily and I are used to this kind of life." Anna said with a smile, looking down at her mobile phone from time to time, before turning the topic to business, "About the signing event, you How are you thinking these two days? If there is no problem, I will start reporting at the meeting on Monday next week..."

Overall, Anna is a very professional editor, and handles all kinds of publishing matters with ease.It's a pity that Harry resolutely refused to show his face, and humbly stated that there are too many writers like himself, and such a signing will definitely be embarrassing when the time comes.If no one came, it would be a joke.

Anna chose the next best thing, and directly took out a large stack of bookmarks for him to sign.While Harry was signing, she kept staring at her phone, wondering what she was thinking.

When the meal ordered by two people arrived, Harry had only signed less than one-third of the thick stack of bookmarks.

"These are enough, let's eat first. You can sign the rest and send it directly to the publishing house, or you can send it over there." Anna smiled and put away the signed bookmarks, and motioned for Harry to eat, "I I don't want to leave a reputation of being harsh to the author, oppressing the author's surplus value, and not even letting me eat..."

This was obviously a joke, and Harry flattered the venue with a few words. The dinner that was supposed to be romantic became a working meal, and Anna also asked about the outline and details of the latest "Bitter Medicine" that Harry was serializing in a magazine. The estimated length, and by the way, the publishing copyright of this book and the copyright of overseas translations were finalized.

"...I will ask my assistant to prepare the contract after I go back. If you are free, go to the publishing house tomorrow to sign the contract."

Harry nodded helplessly. Although he no longer had the idea of ​​trying to date Anna, he was extremely frustrated by the feeling that he could only have a working meal after booking such a restaurant with a good atmosphere.

If he dated Snape in the future...

Harry imagined it, and suddenly felt that dating Snape might turn out to be even more difficult.

At least Anna is good at chatting, and Snape is definitely not a good chatting partner.It's not bad to be able to turn a meal into a work meal. It's normal for the two of them to fight while eating.

Living with Snape is scary enough, but if you're in love, it's better to... take it slowly.

This efficient dinner came to an end, and the two finally put aside their work matters and began to chat about some light topics.Harry had something on his mind, and subconsciously changed the topic from Teddy to Anna's daughter Lily, and even tried to find out about Anna's dead husband several times.

Based on the time of that person's death, it is very likely that he was the wizard who died in the last battle.

Once out of the working state, Anna became a little uneasy again. She didn't raise much vigilance against Harry's words, but was induced to say a lot of things.For example, her husband, a former airplane pilot, is always away from home more than 20 days a month.And the school he graduated from, some weird friends, etc.

The more Harry listened to her, the more certain he was that the Kerr that Anna was talking about was a wizard.

After dinner, Harry and Anna left together, considering whether to write to Hermione to investigate the situation of the wizard named Kerr, while helping Anna to stop the car.

At this moment, Anna's cell phone rang suddenly.

She immediately reached out and pressed the call button.

"Hello? Lian Na, is Lily awake?" She asked hurriedly as soon as the phone was connected, but there was only rapid panting and crying from the other side.

"Don't panic, speak slowly..."

"Miss Anna, there is a ghost, there is a ghost in the room... something floated up, the light bulb blew up... ah——!" Because Anna turned on the loudspeaker button in a hurry, even Harry heard the voice on the phone sound.

This is obviously Lily's magic rioting again.

Harry reacted quickly, snatching the phone from Anna's hand, "Is that right, Ms. Lianna? Please don't be afraid, leave the bedroom you are in now, go to the next room and close it, and stay alone."

"You... who are you?"

"I am a professional invited by Ms. Anna to deal with this kind of thing. Don't worry, as long as you remain calm and follow my instructions in this situation, your life will not be in danger." Harry's voice was at this time It became low and full of magnetism, and even Anna, who was surprised and disturbed at the side, gradually calmed down when she heard his unhurried words.

There were one or two sobbing sounds from the phone, and Lianna spoke in a trembling voice.

"Sir, there is a ghost here..."

"Yes, if that wasn't the case, I wouldn't have made the move." Harry said in a calm tone with a soothing magic, "Isn't it Lianna, now you carefully leave Lily's bedroom and lock the door."

Harry instructed step by step, and after making sure that Lianna's emotions were relatively stable, he grabbed Anna with his empty hands and walked towards a remote alley.

Generally, there will be a dark and damp alley at the back of the hotel and restaurant for the garbage to be piled up.No one else will be there except the hotel staff who clean up the trash and food scraps.

Anna was pulled in, almost screaming in fright.

However, Harry turned around in the dark and asked her directly: "Your home address, I need the detailed address."

Anna was taken aback, and quickly reported the address, "Harry, I think it would be faster if we took a taxi right away."

"No, believe me, my method is faster." Harry said with a smile to Anna, "You close your eyes and take a deep breath."

"What, what?"

"Do as I say, for your daughter." Harry reminded her, and Anna reacted immediately, looked at Harry uneasily, and then closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

She felt Harry's hand tightly grasping her arm suddenly tightened, and then her whole body seemed to enter a crowded corridor, her body was pulled, squeezed, and torn, just when she thought she would die like this, It all ended as suddenly as it had happened.

Anna suddenly felt down-to-earth, and her body fell forward uncontrollably.Fortunately, Harry kept holding her tightly, and she stabilized herself.

Missing her daughter in her heart, she didn't even care about her physical discomfort. She looked up and looked around and immediately recognized that this was the block where she lived.

"My house is over there!"

Anna pointed to the house where the lights kept flickering, and ran towards it with Harry.At this moment, she couldn't care less about asking Harry how he brought her back so quickly.All she could think about was her daughter, and whether there was anything Harry could do to save his daughter.

The two moved so quickly that Anna didn't even bother to say hello to her neighbors.

Instead, Harry answered the neighbor's question, "Anna came back in a hurry because she remembered that she forgot to turn off the broken light when she went out." He smiled and comforted the neighbor, "Sorry to bother you."

"Who are you?" The neighbor looked curious. After all, Anna was a single mother, and there were usually no male guests at home.Harry smiled and replied: "I'm a colleague in her company, and I have a temporary job today..."

As he said, he entered the house and blocked the curious eyes of the neighbors from the door, and then without hesitation, he drew out his wand and stabilized the flickering chandelier inside the house.The originally dim and flickering lights immediately stabilized, and Harry followed the sound to the door of the bedroom. The master bedroom and the second bedroom are opposite doors. On one side was the voice of Anna calling her daughter, while on the other side was the voice of nanny Lianna crying in fear.

Harry first opened the door of the second bedroom with an alaho key, walked in and found Lianna, comforted her and at the same time secretly used magic to make her fall asleep, then turned off the lights and went to the master bedroom.

Anna's daughter Lily was lying on the bed with a pale face, twitching unnaturally and short of breath.

Hearing the voice behind her, Anna quickly turned her head and looked over.

"Harry, call the hospital for me... Lily needs first aid..." She was a little lost, watching Harry walk over, "Show me how Lily is doing." Subconsciously, she moved out of the way.

Maybe it's just because this young man who hasn't met many times in front of him is showing such a calm and confident look for the first time, maybe it's unusual for him to show before?Anna subconsciously chose to trust him.

"Sev, it's time for me to go to bed."

At 09:30 in the evening, Teddy, the little ghost of the Potter family, took a bath by himself, changed into cute teddy bear pajamas and stood in the living room, frowning at Snape who was holding a book.

"Sev, when I go to bed every night, I have to listen to a bedside story." He said loudly from a safe distance, "Harry said you would take care of me when he left!"

Facing the sonorous protest, Snape raised his head and cast a cold glance at Teddy.

"The bedside story?" He said softly, and Teddy nodded vigorously, "It's the story of the war hero, and you were mentioned last time! But it was replaced by Professor Longbottom before the story was finished."

Longbottom...Professor? !

Snape was almost choked to death by his own saliva, he suppressed the urge to cough, got up and opened the door of Teddy's bedroom, reached out and pressed the bedroom light switch, "You go in first."

Teddy cheered, and immediately rushed into the room and lay down on the bed covered with quilts, waiting for Snape's arrival.

Snape turned around and went into the study with the book in his hand, came back a few minutes later, took a copy of "War of Magic, WWII" into Teddy's bedroom, put the book directly in the chapter of the Longbottom family and handed it to the man. Teddy with an expectant face.

"Turn on the bedside light at a time so you can see yourself falling asleep."

The calm words of a "doll" who was supposed to be a nanny broke a long-standing expectation in the little boy's heart, and then left him with a lonely and emaciated figure, closed the door and left.

back to the living room