HP's Professor Feeding Manual

To be able to tell the existence of the Horcrux, or to hint at the existence of the Horcrux and never betray the person?

☆, competition

The cursor moved over the three names, and Harry tried to remember the relationship between these three people and Dumbledore and him.However, there were too many memories, and his mind was in chaos.

On top of that, he couldn't even stop thinking about Snape.

With Snape around, thinking was even more of a problem.In the end, he reluctantly gave up this inference. Anyway, after he attended a formal occasion in the magic world, he would definitely meet these people again in the future.

It is enough to pay more attention to it in future contacts.

At four o'clock the next morning, Kreacher woke up everyone who was still asleep and served a prepared breakfast.Teddy and Harry were dazedly eating breakfast, Snape's expression was not good, but at least he was fully awake.

Seeing that Teddy was about to stuff a banana up his nose, he couldn't help coughing, and when he looked back, Harry's chin was about to poke into the bread.

Without a gentle reminder to Teddy, Snape directly reached out and grabbed the messy lock of hair that was not pleasing to the eye for a long time, and lifted it up vigorously.

"Ah——!" Harry was startled and in pain, but Snape let go quickly, smirking to see him rubbing his head, wanting to complain but holding back, really happy because of lack of sleep Low pressure him.

Harry didn't complain but couldn't stop Snape from talking.

"If this continues, I think you can murder yourself with bread without anyone else."

"Then I would like to thank you for saving me from the bread!" Harry grinned, swallowed the bread in two or three mouthfuls, and drank the warmed coffee in one gulp. Only then did he feel more refreshed.

"When watching the World Cup, the thing I hate the most is having to get up early."

And after reading it, I have to write the manuscript as soon as possible. Thinking of this, Harry told Teddy to have breakfast quickly, and then went back to the study to stuff the notebook into the computer bag and take it with him.

"I think of a problem, we don't have a tent!" Although it is only a semi-final, the possibility of two or three days of consecutive competitions cannot be avoided.Anyway, the semi-final four years ago lasted for three days, and Harry saw all the members of the two teams, including all the substitute players.

"Kreacher is ready!" The house elf on the side was very happy that he was finally able to use it, and took out a rucksack that was as tall as him, "It's all here."

Teddy hugged his backpack and cheered, "It's time to go camping together! It's great!"

Harry took Teddy, Snape took the rucksack, and the three apparated directly to the Quidditch venue.This was the first semi-final match. Harry, the player in the two teams, was very familiar with it, and one of the Seekers had a good relationship with Harry.

After they built the tent and boiled water, there were voices of inquiries outside the tent.Harry went over to lift the curtain and saw that it was Hermione and Ron, and immediately moved out of the way.

"We've already arranged it. The seat you got is pretty good. Neville, Luna, and Seamus will share a box with you. Ron and I are next door on the left, and George and Ginny are on the right."

"Longbottom..." Snape raised his eyebrows, "Is there no way for the Auror office to recruit more suitable candidates?"

"Neville Longbottom is very powerful!" Before Harry and the others could speak, Teddy held up his haha ​​in his hand to protest, "Sev, it is said in the book that Neville is the backbone of the last resistance against Voldemort!"

"The book also said that I was an upright and brave Potions professor who was misunderstood by everyone, but endured everyone's hostility and contempt, and gave my life for the final victory." Snape repeated dryly. An adjective for myself in a book I read before, "Ask the people present, who thinks I am an 'honest and brave professor of Potions'?"

Teddy immediately turned his questioning gaze to the other three adults present. Ron immediately lowered his head as if he was interested in the pattern of the carpet under his feet. Bag.

Teddy could only turn his eyes to Harry for help.

As a godfather, it is also necessary to answer children's doubts at critical times.Harry couldn't avoid it, coughed dryly, and said, "Of course, I'm sure Mr. Snape was the most upright and brave Potions professor from 1991 to 1995! I swear!"

What Harry said was very sincere and serious, even when those green eyes looked at Snape, Snape had to say "Potter, if you dare to lie, I will feed you Veritaserum" "The words were swallowed abruptly.

Because, even he had to admit that Harry was telling the truth.

Heck!

At that time, he was the only Potions professor in the whole of Hogwarts, okay? !

Snape had the urge to lift the table, but looked at the brewed black tea on the table, and finally endured it.

Well, look at the fact that the potter bubble tea is not bad at all.

The atmosphere became harmonious because of this episode. The four sat down around the round table and drank tea. Hermione continued to ask Harry about his life during this period of time. Ron interrupted and asked Harry which Quidditch team he liked.

"With Krum in the Bulgarian team, I believe it depends on who the other team is in the finals." Harry said, "If it's still the Irish team..."

"I believe the Irish team will definitely defeat Krum." Ron touched his chin. "After all, Quidditch is not a one-man game."

Harry shook his head, "I watched the previous games, and the cooperation of the Bulgarian team has improved a lot compared to the previous two games."

"But I have to say, Ireland is better," said Ron slyly, and smirked at Hermione triumphantly.Just then there was a voice calling Harry outside, and then Krum came in.

Snape glanced at everyone present, "I'll go back to rest, call me when the time is up."

Krum didn't even see who it was when a thin voice turned into a room.

Harry changed the cup and poured him tea, and he pulled off his hood, "A child almost pulled the hood off when I came over."

"Don't we need to do the final practice at this time?" Ron said in a strange tone: "Or, Mr. Krum already thinks that the Bulgarian team has the chance to win?"

"I'm here to accept an exclusive interview with the surviving savior." Krum smiled, took the tea handed over by Harry and said thank you, "Long time no see, Harry."

"I watched your last race, too," said Harry. "It was fantastic flying."

"Thank you." Krum said, turning his head to look at Hermione, "It's been a long time since I saw you, and you're looking pretty again, Hermione."

"Cough, cough, cough." Ron coughed dissatisfied. Hermione kicked him under the table, and then got up, "Ron and I still have to take care of the children, so we'll go back first."

It was obvious that Krum had been meeting Harry on purpose, and Hermione was not prepared to waste their limited time.

After Hermione and Ron left, Harry and Krum mentioned the purpose of asking him to meet.In the past few years, Harry and Krum have also been in intermittent contact. When they saw Krum, they naturally asked him if he felt that he was being watched.

"It's hard to say," Krum frowned. "Harry, my career is destined to always be noticed, and I will automatically ignore all those gazes."

Another thread was broken.

In other words, another person proved from the side that the person behind the scenes was just monitoring him.

At the very least, Hermione, Ron, and Krum, who have been in contact with him over the years, who are active in the wizarding world, have not been monitored.And remembering that the editor Anna he came into contact with in the Muggle world turned out to be the widow of an Auror, Harry's suspicion became even more obvious.

If it's not Kingsley or McGonagall who is watching him, Aberforth doesn't have so many contacts to arrange...

☆, plan

The game was very exciting. The Bulgarian team was indeed better than a year ago. In addition, Klum's wonderful last catch, catching the Golden Snitch, the game ended in a warm atmosphere.

With Teddy in his arms, Harry carefully avoided the crowd and left the arena.Snape followed behind, Hermione, Ron, and George left and right, and Neville and Luna opened the way ahead.

Everyone was discussing the previous game enthusiastically, full of admiration for Krum's magical and wonderful catch at the end, and the Bulgarian team's brilliant performance was once again ignored because of his personal brilliance.

"Harry, I want to be a Quidditch player when I grow up!" Teddy said enthusiastically, holding the haha ​​in his hand, "Harry, why don't you continue to be a Seeker?"

"Because I'm not as good as Krum." Harry said with a smile, followed the crowd to turn, and when he was about to walk out of the Quidditch pitch, someone behind him rushed over and was about to hit Harry. It hit a transparent obstacle, and was bounced back heavily.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, Harry looked back subconsciously, but Snape grabbed his arm, and took Teddy away from his arms with the other hand, "Let's go!"

He ordered in a low voice, and everyone squeezed into the crowd and left the arena without hesitation.

"Someone will take care of things here." Snape realized the struggle of the person in his hand, and reminded him displeasedly, and then the group of people got busy as soon as they were out of the magic range, and Harry and the others immediately apparated to Grid Lime Square.

"What happened just now?" Harry turned to Snape as soon as he entered, "What's wrong with that man?"

"Rushing out suddenly, even if there is no danger, you should block it." Snape glanced at Harry, then at the so-called elite Auror Ron, "If your protection plan is to wait for others to attack Potter If you fight back again, next time the other party may leave you with his body."

As he spoke, he glanced coldly at the unaware Harry, and Harry shivered, feeling as if he had become a corpse in Snape's eyes.

"No, it's not that exaggerated, is it?"

"What do you think?" Snape raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly at the others, "Childish!"

This evaluation really dissatisfied everyone, but even though Snape's previous reaction was too sensitive in their opinion, it also made them admire a veteran soldier who had experienced two wars.

That kind of quick reaction, no matter who they are, can't do it.

If someone really wanted Harry's life at that time, if it wasn't for Snape's reaction, I'm afraid they would all...

Thinking of this, Ron, who is the team leader Auror, couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.

"I'll go back to the Ministry of Magic to see how their investigation is going." He stood up as he spoke, and waved at Harry. "I'll be back later."

Ron left, and Hermione sighed.

"I always thought the war was over," she said. "It's been a tough day."

Harry poured her tea and handed Snape a cup, "Thank you tonight anyway."

Snape snorted coldly and took a cup of tea.

"Actually, I have an idea, but I'm not sure." Harry poured himself a cup of tea, and then sat down: "I think it's not Voldemort or Malfoy who is watching me from behind, or Malfoy and I. Someone related to the Death Eaters."

"Who is that?" Hermione asked subconsciously, and Snape frowned immediately. "Ordinary people certainly don't have the time and patience to monitor you for so many years. If it's not the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters, then it can only be another organization."

He gave Hermione a twisted smirk.

"You mean, the Order of the Phoenix?"

"Or an Auror."

"Impossible, Ron is in the Auror Division!" Hermione subconsciously retorted, "And it's reasonable for people from the Order of the Phoenix to monitor Malfoy, but Harry..."

She looked at Harry who was silent at the side, "Is this just your guess?"

Harry hesitated to speak, but Snape just opened his mouth at this moment: "Granger, the Order of the Phoenix is ​​just a group of people gathered to resist Voldemort, they may not all be good people. You will not be naive Do you still think so?"

Hermione blushed, "But that's Harry, how could they..."

"The savior is only called out by those ignorant fools. Do you really think that those people will worship you as a god?" Snape smirked, and the sarcasm in his velvety voice could not be ignored, "Arrogant Harry Potter really thinks he's a god?"

Harry spread his hands, Hermione hesitated to speak, and finally the two looked at each other and then at Snape, who was full of impatience, and couldn't help laughing together.

"If it's a member of the Order of the Phoenix, why would they want to monitor Harry." After the laughter was over, Hermione seriously asked the question, "What is the reason for that person to monitor Harry so persistently?"

Harry, who was drinking tea, looked up at Hermione silently.

"You mean..." Hermione hesitated, "About the Horcrux... Someone saw that you were still alive and suspected you..."

Snape raised his eyebrows, "In other words, does anyone know that you are the last Horcrux?"

"That's my guess." Harry said, "The other party has watched me for so long, and has never done anything other than send you over. This doesn't seem like a Death Eater's approach."

"Are you trying to say that the other party doesn't want to hurt you?" Snape smirked, and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp. "Do you think the other party has been hiding around you to protect you to ensure your safety?"

"Can you stop talking like that?" Harry said helplessly, "I just can't figure it out. If they wanted to completely destroy Voldemort, they could have killed me directly at Hogwarts when I confronted Voldemort... "

"It only makes sense to kill you before killing the Dark Lord himself." Snape's voice was cold, and his gaze was more like a bottomless black lake. "In that situation, did someone have a chance to kill you first?"

Harry was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he had forgotten the most crucial point.Killing Voldemort while he was still alive would not have completely wiped him out.

"Mr. Snape means that the other party watched Harry and the Death Eaters in order to wait for Voldemort's resurrection?"

☆、25·Truth

There were so few clues and so many inferences that by the end Harry felt his whole head was spinning.

"I'm only used to having enemies on one side. If there are enemies on both sides," he spread his hands, "if I'm fighting the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix at the same time..."

He sneered, with an indescribably tired look on his face.

"We all know that Harry has completely killed Voldemort!" Hermione stood up abruptly, angrily, "Who the hell?!"

Snape blinked, turned to look at Hermione, "What do you say?"

Hermione froze, looking at Harry.

"You didn't tell him?"

"There's nothing to say." Harry rolled his eyes, and said listlessly under Snape's warning eyes: "That is to say, I rushed into the Forbidden Forest like an idiot after reading the memory you gave me. Went to Voldemort and got hit by his Killing Curse."

"..." Snape stood up suddenly, his dark eyes could not show any emotion, he just stared at Harry closely.After a long time, he relaxed his tense body, and said with a trace of weakness after exerting all his strength: "Have you gone?"

Harry glanced at him unexpectedly, "Of course." He said, his eyes met Snape's in mid-air, and he couldn't speak the following words.

After a few seconds, he smiled hastily.

"Only one of the two will survive," he said. "I am sure that Voldemort is dead."

Ever since Snape woke up, he had always had a question in his heart.At this time, I can finally ask: "So, do you know how you survived under the death curse?"

Harry frowned, "I saw Dumbledore then."

Harry briefly recounted the conversation he had had with Dumbledore in his mind, while Hermione added.

"We discussed it secretly later, thinking that magic should be dependent. Harry's scar is the trace left by Voldemort making Horcruxes. When Voldemort attacked Harry, the power of magic was likely to be absorbed by the soul in Harry's body. The slice absorbs..."

Snape listened carefully to what the two said, frowning from time to time, it was obvious that he was thinking about something.The kitchen was quiet for a long time before he spoke slowly: "Maybe, we should contact Mag."

As Dumbledore's most important deputy at Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall has no intention of being trusted by Dumbledore.Maybe, she knows something and maybe nothing.

At dinner, Ron came back in a hurry, and brought back a piece of not-so-good news.

The wizard who tried to charge Harry had been pushed out, and the man who pushed him was long gone.This was worse than a misunderstanding, which could at least prove that Harry's current situation was not in any danger.

Everyone looked at each other, and Hermione secretly looked at Harry, thinking about how to persuade Harry to see Professor McGonagall.

Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office

Harry is very familiar with this place, but only when Dumbledore was in office.Now, many of Dumbledore's personal belongings have disappeared. Professor McGonagall raised a pot of flowers where Fox's shelf was originally placed, and the tables with various silverware were replaced with other things.

The only thing that is still familiar is the Sorting Hat and the wall with the previous principals hanging on it.

Harry walked over involuntarily. Many of the headmasters above knew him and greeted him warmly.

Harry smiled back at them, finally pausing in front of Dumbledore's portrait.There is a photo frame next to Dumbledore's portrait, which is completely blank, not only is there no figure, there is not even a background.

"That's Severus's." The old voice sounded, startling Harry.

He recovered and smiled at Dumbledore, "Professor."

Dumbledore sat on the sofa behind him, looked at Harry lovingly, "You look fine now."

"Not very well," said Harry. "I'm having a little trouble."

"Let me guess." The old man was enthusiastic, with shrewd light behind his half-moon glasses, "Is it Severus?"

Harry was shocked, "You know?" If Dumbledore knew... Thinking of this, he hastily added, "How do you know, Professor?"

"You know, I'm also a celebrity, and my picture is hung in many places." Dumbledore blinked at Harry, "I saw him at the Ministry of Magic party. He and George Weasley."

With that sly, smug smile, "I know a lot of secrets."

"Then..." Harry was about to ask about his being watched when the door to the headmaster's office was opened.

"Harry," McGonagall turned and closed the door, "Hermione, Ron." She greeted everyone, waved her wand and directed the teapot to pour water, "Sit down. The new semester is about to start, and it's a bit busy here."

She sat down, rolled her eyes, and glanced sharply across Harry, "Do you have any questions for me?"

"Professor McGonagall," Harry hesitated, "there is something I think I need to tell you..."

When he said this, he stopped again.

Although Snape's consent had been obtained, too many secrets about his resurrection would still be revealed.When Mag saw him stop, a rare smile appeared on the corners of his tightly pursed lips, "Do you want to talk about Severus Snape?"

"You..." Harry looked up suddenly, and Hermione and Ron couldn't help standing up, staring at McGonagall nervously.It's not that they didn't doubt Mag before, and she said so now...

"Sit." McGonagall looked calm, "I know you are looking for someone to watch Harry recently."

This sentence made everyone's faces change. Harry looked at McGonagall seriously, thinking about the meaning of her words.

Mag showed a smile, "Don't forget, there is a photo of one of our principals at No. 12, Grimmauld Square."

All eyes turned to Phineas.

The cunning old man was pretending to be asleep, ignoring their attention.

"Ahem!" McGonagall pretended to cough twice to draw her attention back, "I don't want to deceive you, but I am indeed the one who is paying attention to Harry's every move."

"Those portraits or photos?" Harry reacted quickly, and immediately guessed how McGonagall "surveilled" him.All of them have been speculating for this for a long time, but they have never thought of this simplest and most labor-saving surveillance method.

The previous headmasters of Hogwarts were all wizards with excellent performance in all aspects. It is only natural that their photos and portraits are hung in some places.

"However, the Muggle world?" Harry questioned, but McGonagall laughed, "Hogwarts has served as the headmaster, and there are also Muggle-borns. And it is very simple to change a Muggle photo."

"Then..." Harry hesitated, "where's Snape?"

☆, soul

The only smile on Mag's face disappeared, and even his eyes became hesitant.

"So, Harry..." she said, "Severus is really... 'resurrected'?"

Harry nodded, "Yes, he's resurrected. In other words, you sent Snape to me too?" He frowned slightly, and continued to ask without waiting for McGonagall to give him an answer, "Then , Professor McGonagall, why on earth are you doing this?"

"To bring Severus back to life." McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, his shoulders slumped a little.Her face was full of exhaustion, "Harry, there are some things you don't know."

Harry reacted quickly and said mockingly: "There are too many things I don't know." Then he became really angry, "No one ever felt the need to tell me the truth, did they? Dumbledore is like this, you Also like this!"

Ron and Hermione behind were a little uneasy. Ron moved his lips to stop Harry, but Hermione stretched out his hand to give him a hand. "Harry," she warned in a low voice, "these words..."

"He's right." Dumbledore on the wall said suddenly, "We've always treated you as a child, and there are some things we subconsciously don't want you to know. Even if you have grown up to ask these questions, we still treat ourselves Said, you are still too young, the time is still early."

"It's like killing Voldemort." Harry sneered, turning his head to look at Dumbledore's portrait. "Even at the end, you asked Snape to tell me the most important point. Am I so untrustworthy?"

"It's my fault." Dumbledore looked at Harry seriously, without any hint of perfunctory, "You are right, I should give you more trust."

His frankness and sincerity suffocated Harry's anger, and he said nothing else.

"Harry, but you should believe that we all hope you can live well." Professor McGonagall said at the right time, "So, whether you call it surveillance or something else, I didn't disturb your life .”

"Where's Snape?" Harry sneered again, "Isn't his appearance a masterpiece of your intervention in my life?"

Professor McGonagall looked at Harry apologetically, "At least, the result is good."

"That..." Ron said hesitantly from behind, "Professor McGonagall, did you expect Snape to be resurrected?"

An angry Harry realized this detail. He glanced at Ron quickly, then turned to look at McGonagall, waiting for her answer.

McGonagall turned to look at Dumbledore's portrait in embarrassment. The old man narrowed his eyes, "It's just a little magic."

"Could it be!" Hermione couldn't help opening her mouth, her body trembling slightly because of excitement, "Could it be soul bondage?"

"Ah, Miss Granger actually knows this magic." Dumbledore showed a smug smile, "Yes, it is soul binding, but I made some changes."

He winked at Hermione as he said, "I think you can see that too?"

Hermione nodded hesitantly, and then explained the basic principle of this magic to the two men. "To put it simply, it is to bind the souls of two people together. Hundreds of years ago, it was generally used in wars, in order to prevent evil wizards from making evil spirits with the souls of soldiers who died in battle... I think, Dumbledore The professor made a certain degree of improvement, so that the souls of Professor Snape and Harry were bound together..."

"In other words, Snape has been with my soul since he died..." Harry couldn't help being surprised, "I don't feel anything at all."

"The only thing I want to know now is," Hermione looked at Dumbledore earnestly, "Did Professor Dumbledore expect this result before? I mean, Professor Snape would be in that body resurrection?"

"It's a coincidence." McGonagall took over the topic, "Surveillance about Malfoy has always been there, and we didn't pay attention to his cooperation with Weasley at the beginning, until George started the experiment of human resurrection. "

McGonagall noticed that George's experiment was mainly about the danger level of this experiment at the beginning, and it involved a lot of black magic.However, when he finished the finished product, Dumbledore suddenly said the improved version of the soul-bound thing.

The two discussed for a few days, and finally McGonagall gave in and sent "Snape" to Harry according to Dumbledore's wishes.

"So, the instruction manual and the awakening steps?" Harry hesitated, looking at Dumbledore and then at McGonagall. "Who wrote that?"

At this time, he also reacted. According to Dumbledore and McGonagall, they sent Snape to him in order to resurrect Snape whose soul was bound to him.

"That's the most sure way to revive Snape after my research." Dumbledore raised his hand to stop McGonagall from speaking, "George made Snape's body, it was a complete body, except No soul. And I just happen to know where Severus' soul is."

"In other words, Snape's soul returned to his body following that... awakening step?"

"The body's instinctive attraction to the soul." Dumbledore said, "but I have to admit that this is still risky. Therefore, I ask Professor McGonagall not to notify you in advance. If Snape does not follow my The resurrection of the idea, at least you don't know..."

"I thank you for your thoughtfulness." Harry resisted the urge to roll his eyes, he couldn't care less about getting angry at this moment.So many things happened, there were so many accidents, but the final result was like this, which made him unable to help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"That is to say, those Death Eaters, Voldemort or others we guessed before are all unfounded worries?" He confirmed with Dumbledore.

McGonagall and Dumbledore nodded together.

"Then can I ask that this...observation be revoked?" said Harry. "I don't think I need this. I'm fine."

"Okay." McGonagall said before Dumbledore could speak, "Of course, those portraits still exist in some public places. Besides, I hope I can still keep in touch with you, Harry."

"Now that I'm back," Harry said with a slight smile at this moment, "I won't disappear again, but, Snape... I think he still needs an aboveboard identity. I mean, not Severus Snape." Another version of Nepe's identity."

Finally, Harry finally proposed the exchange condition that he had been thinking about for a long time.He believed that McGonagall would agree and help convince the Ministry of Magic.

☆, rent

Give Snape an aboveboard identity other than Severus Snape?

Everyone else present was stunned, and Mag hesitated for a moment before speaking: "That's good, so we don't have to explain how he came back to life."

Above all, Snape was most impressive with his greasy hair, thin silhouette and unhealthy sallow, pale complexion.But now, he has changed to neat short broken hair, and his outline has become less thin because of the regular life pattern of these days, and healthy living habits are also an important factor in changing the skin color.

Unless someone is very familiar with Snape, many people will only think that he looks familiar when they first see him.

Another reason why Harry made this request was that he thought Snape was unwilling to live with this identity anymore.

After returning to the Black House, Harry glanced at Teddy who was doing his homework in the living room and enjoying the cold drink Kreacher warmly provided, rubbed his hair, checked the progress of his homework, and then turned to the second floor .

Snape lived in the room diagonally opposite his bedroom. Harry stood at Snape's door, raised his hand and was about to knock but hesitated.

I don't know if Snape had thought of this truth before, that's why he avoided meeting Professor McGonagall at Hogwarts today.

This guess had just flashed into Harry's mind for a split second, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it was.

Dumbledore saved both of them with a soul-binding spell, and Snape was the one who killed Dumbledore in the end... In Harry's memories of Snape, Snape never knew this After the arrangement, it has been very painful, and even had many quarrels with Dumbledore for this.

But in the end, the old man who seemed to push him to hell still gave him a glimmer of life.

Harry's eagerness to see Snape suddenly became withdrawn, and he didn't even know how to tell Snape the whole thing.

However, some things have to be faced sooner or later.

He reminded himself, then dropped his hand and knocked on the guest room door.

"Please come in." Snape's voice came from inside the room, and Harry turned the doorknob and pushed the door in. "Snape..." he whispered, closing the door behind him, "I have something to say to you."

Snape, who was sitting in a daze at the desk, turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

"So, what do you think you're doing now, Potter?"

Just like his guessed reaction, Harry couldn't help laughing, walked over and pulled a chair to sit beside Snape, "So, I already have a question about how you came back to life." I probably got acquainted completely."

"It's Dumbledore." Snape said calmly, "Before you went to see McGonagall, I guessed that if everything had something to do with her, you would bring back the 'truth' when you came back."

This is actually a simple multiple-choice question. His resurrection was not due to the conspiracy of the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters, or it must be the actions of the Order of the Phoenix led by Dumbledore.The previous speculations were nothing more than Snape's subconscious reluctance to have any contact with Dumbledore.

Telling the truth was much easier than expected, and when Harry had made it clear, he looked tentatively at Snape.

"So, do you want to meet Dumbledore? Also, what name do you want to use for that identity?"

Snape frowned slightly, met Harry's somewhat nervous expression, and silently swallowed back the words that had come to his lips.He coughed twice in embarrassment, "I don't need an identity in the magic world."

"you……"

Snape raised his eyebrows, "I think I've made it very clear. As for you, you just need to tell me the story."

Harry thought of the large sum of Galleons that Snape had once handed out, and thought of some problems. "You, get ready