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"No, feelings are not empiricism." Snape glared impatiently at the ignorant and harmful Potter in front of him.

"So you haven't met someone you like yet." Harry suddenly realized the meaning of Snape's words, he asked cautiously, a sense of tension spontaneously clenched his heart like an invisible hand.

"When you meet that person, you know that it's the person you'll spend your life with." Snape stared at the emerald green eyes that seemed to be able to absorb the soul of people behind the pair of glasses, that's all. of clarity and purity.He didn't meet Harry's words directly.

It's a pity that the owner of these eyes is a stupid Potter.

He is still a child.

They were obviously the same age, but Snape knew that unlike Potter, he had no control over his own life and relationships.

"Okay, Potter, the free emotional consultation is over. If you still have questions, please find a professional. And I'm not your spiritual trash can. If you insist, then there's no need for us to meet in the future, right?" Snape spoke expressionlessly.

"No, of course we have to meet." Harry retorted immediately, and then he faltered again, "I just want to tell you that Qiu Zhang has nothing to do with me, and my relationship with her is over."

"Why are you telling me this?" Snape suppressed his impatience, and he looked at Harry, his downcast expression and bewilderment caught in his eyes.

"I just wanted to tell you," Harry said dryly.

"But I don't want to know about it," Snape said dryly.

He watched Harry sink completely, curling its leaves like a sick mandrake.

Snape's Adam's apple twitched, but he still didn't speak.

They have already broken up and can do so many things, and only Gryffindor who thinks he is kind can do it.Harry needs a few more blows to really behave.

"I know." Harry's mood was extremely low, like the frost on the branches and leaves of the shrubs, and he couldn't breathe under the pressure.

"First of all, you have to learn to say no." Snape said anyway, and maybe taught him a few more times, just like he had been pointing him to his homework every night for the past six days.Harry would listen to him, he would know who he should be with.

He would also know whom his eyes should be looking at.

Harry's eyes lit up because of Snape's words, like rain meeting a dying plant.

"Well, you're right, you're right! Then, let's start tonight's study. Didn't you say you want to preview? I brought you some potion books..."

It took some time to explain what happened to Cho Chang, so Harry could only make a bottle of rust remover under Snape's guidance, and the rest of the time was spent on homework.

Snape was looking at the potions book that Harry had borrowed. He cast an automatic page-turning spell on the book—he had seen Hermione use it before, and he could turn pages automatically by moving his fingers. He didn't expect it to be useful day.

While Snape was reading the potions book, he was distracted to look at Harry's homework. He stared at the nonsense potions paper that was just a random read, took a deep breath, and he didn't make a sound— Why would he waste his time privately tutoring Potter - maybe more because Harry will get a bad score and then he'll come to him to complain when he can give him advice .

The time they spend together will increase.

Harry will depend on him.

Even if he was gone, the dumb Potter would miss him - if only for the usefulness of his tutorial.

"You seem to like this book very much." Harry glanced at the book floating in the air. In just one hour, he almost read half of it!

"So-so." Snape pursed his lips.

"I've used up all my credits - I don't know what you've read and I've borrowed them all - you can tell me some books you want to read and I can borrow them for you, I can't use them anyway Uh." Harry scratched his hair, and he almost said that he didn't like reading at all, except for Quidditch magazines and adventure novels that everyone loved.

"No need." Snape loosened his brows, his face was rarely pleasant, although that face was still expressionless, but under the pearly white color, it looked extraordinarily soft, as if the whole person was emitting a warm glow - he was indeed hair-raising with light.

"I probably won't be able to come tomorrow night. Professor Dumbledore asked Snape to give me tutoring. I have to go every Monday night." Harry said again. He had a headache when he thought of the Occlumency class. He really didn't understand Why did Dumbledore ask Snape to teach him? Could it be someone else?Even though Occlumency was very complicated and difficult to learn, once Snape taught it, he really felt that the chances of him learning it were almost zero.

He hadn't gotten an A or above in Snape's Potions class, and Prince gave him some tips and he was able to make the color of the potion described in the textbook.

From this point of view, the old bat never taught him with his heart!He's not even as good as a fifth-grade ghost!

"Tutoring?" Snape gave Harry a weird look, he didn't think Harry's grades were so bad that he needed tutoring.As long as he endured his carelessness a little, he could complete those potions by teaching Harry only once, and his talent was slightly better than most of the students.

Harry shook his head, remembering that Occlumency was a secret, but Prince was a ghost at Hogwarts, and it should be fine to tell him, "It's Occlumency, and Snape is an excellent Occlument, Only he can teach me."

"Occlumency?" Snape remembered seeing descriptions of it in the Restricted Section, and he was only mildly interested, but not much interested in learning - that is, he would learn it later.

"It's a magic that resists insanity." Harry licked his lips, he thought Snape didn't know about this magic, "but I don't know the details, if you're interested, I'll talk about it tomorrow after the class is over." Tell you."

He didn't know what Snape's Occlumency lessons would be like, but given how much Snape disliked him, it might have been a disaster - but if Prince was interested in this magic, then he would put his heart and soul into it. to learn.

Today was later than last night, Harry hurriedly bid farewell to Snape and hurried to the dormitory wearing the invisibility cloak - he didn't want to be caught like last night again.

Of course Snape wouldn't watch the night for two consecutive nights.

Snape heard Harry's footsteps going away, and he quickly returned to the cellar.

Walking through the dormitory door, I looked at him in this era who had pulled off the quilt and was about to rest.

"You're going to teach Potter Occlumency tomorrow?" Snape said quickly.

Snape frowned, he didn't know what Potter and the young him talked about, but - he and Potter have only come back now, and he really gave the reason for deducting points.

"20 points deducted from Gryffindor, for Potter's Night Tour."

"Is deducting points the only fun you have left?" Snape couldn't understand that he was obsessed with deducting points after 20 years. He was not a fan of earning house points, and it didn't improve his status in Slytherin. status.

Every day, he spent his spare time on the cauldron, selling potions for living expenses, and completing the extra homework Slughorn gave him—he needed to please Slughorn—if the old chameleon could Help him write a letter of recommendation to the European Potions Association, so he can still free up time to practice his new ideas.

"You're not me." Snape snorted coldly, "So how can you figure out what I'm thinking?"

"Of course you won't be my future." Snape was still so sure, "Plus, when you teach Potter tomorrow, I'll be here, across the wall."

"I'd like to hear about Occlumency, too." He made an excuse for himself.

"I thought you were going to be honest with Potter." Snape sneered.

"Then we can switch, I get a physical body and you a ghost, sounds good." Snape was fearless. "Potter is definitely on my side."

Snape narrowed his eyes, staring at this unscrupulous young man, the chill on his body was as cold as the sub-zero temperature outside the castle.

"Don't disturb your sleep, ghosts are still good, at least you don't need to sleep. Maybe you should also try the taste of not needing to sleep." Snape smirked without a smile, then walked through the wall and went back to the study to read Look at the books Harry brought him about ghost form, time travel, and the study of souls.

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The only pastime for the big professor is deducting points from Gryffindor