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After the dinner, Harry greeted his friends and went against the flow direction of the group to an inconspicuous dark corner, put on the invisibility cloak, and ran towards the cellar.

At this time Snape had to go to the Slytherin lounge for Orientation, so no one would go to his office.

With that in mind, Harry stood at the familiar office door facing the snake-wreathed doorknob - Snape hadn't told him the password - but couldn't he figure it out?No one in Hogwarts was closer to Snape than he was, given how much Snape's drool he'd eaten.They also sleep together, even the distance is negative.

Harry pursed his lips, looked around and found that no one had passed the corridor where the eerie old bat was, and then lifted off the invisibility cloak.He recalled Snape's habits, and the passwords he had established before.

He tried a word, "Moonstone?"

But it wasn't, Harry scratched his hair.Think about what happened during the summer—yes, age reducers!

"Daisy root." Harry almost wanted to clap his hands, and the door lock unlocked itself the second he said the word.

It was unbelievable that Snape was so obsessed with his age.The corners of Harry's mouth curled up slightly. He pushed open the door and walked in, then stuffed the cloak into his pocket. He took advantage of the free time when the owner of the office was away to look around the room, trying to find any changes.

There really was—Harry saw sharply that the sofa had been replaced—yes, it was the sofa, and he would never forget it!If it wasn't for the book infested with magical creatures and the black magic on it, how could he—how could he be pushed onto the sofa by Prince just like that.

Harry swallowed to moisten his parched throat, but he found it futile.So he ordered the desk and summoned the tea set as Snape had done before.

The professor's office has an invisible connection with the kitchen, so when they want to drink hot tea, the hardworking house elves are waiting for the professor to order the table anytime and anywhere, and the attentive elves will even serve refreshments—— However, having just finished dinner, Harry only poured himself a cup of black tea.

Harry's bum was half-sat on the tabletop - the height of the tabletop just happened to be just below his buttocks, which made him half-sit there naturally, giving him a point to lean on.When the cup of black tea was about to run out, the door of the office was opened.

"Potter." Snape raised his eyebrows. He closed the door, drew out his wand, and cast a Locking Charm, Anti-Taping Charm, and Soundproofing Charm on the door behind him. He lit a flame in the direction of the fireplace, making Floo The net didn't work.

The cellar at the beginning of September was indeed gloomy, and a little flame made it feel less gloomy.

"You asked me to come," Harry shrugged, "I'll get the dental potion."

He pointed to his teeth obediently.Although the pain is gone now, for the sake of protecting his teeth, he only ate a bowl of porridge with milk tonight.

"If you've got a good memory, your teeth will still be fine - and of course they'll be as strong as ever after you drink this potion - as long as you don't try to crack nuts with your teeth." Sney Poo went to his potions locker and opened it, and considering their beloved Headmaster had a sweet tooth, the dental potion must be in high demand.So he still has quite a lot of reserves here.

He walked over to Harry with the vial in hand.

"Aren't you curious that I can find the correct password?" Harry looked at Snape.

"If you can't even get it right, then I'll consider adding a bottle of wisdom potion to you." Snape said, handing the tooth potion in his hand to Harry.

He stared at Harry as he unscrewed the potion and drank it up.

Hands resting on the desk, the solid and thick oak tabletop can fully support the weight of a man, not to mention his stunted and thin boy, and his fat companion can cover his figure.

"Open your mouth," Snape ordered.

Harry opened his mouth obediently and let Snape examine his teeth. The potion worked, and Harry's loose teeth were strong enough for his age and suitable for being licked and kissed.

But the passionate kiss that Harry was expecting did not fall, Snape withdrew his hand, expressionless as if he didn't touch Harry's lips with his hand, and there was no saliva or saliva on his fingers. It's the boy's breath.

"There, Potter. You should go," Snape said softly.

"Professor, you didn't throw away that sofa." Harry didn't want to go back at this time at all, he still had a lot of things he wanted to tell Severus, and he couldn't stand his professor turning back to this annoying style again.

He pointed to the sofa that might still have evidence of the crime - but most likely the house-elf had cleaned all the traces.That's why Snape put it back in its place.

"All the furniture is the property of Hogwarts." Snape didn't even frown, maintaining his expressionless face. "They will not become your exclusive supplies just because you use them. Even the savior does not have this privilege."

"But—" Harry scratched his hair irritably, "you know what I mean, don't play dumb!"

Snape's eyes became hot for a moment, and then those hot emotions were extinguished, buried in the darkened deep sea.

"You are missing your first time, even if your lover didn't even have an entity at that time, it was like a ghost existing in this world."

"Prince wasn't my lover at that time." Harry retorted, and then he received Snape's stare, and Harry had to remedy it, "Although I liked him, I didn't realize it at that time ——Even if that book triggered something deep in my heart, I really didn’t think about it that much—who made Prince still a ghost? After he became a reality, I realized that he is a A real person, so I fell in love with him even though he was a ghost."

He took a deep breath, "I never thought that I would like a ghost, and no one would. I also know that I am retarded. Before that, I didn't even imagine that I would be gay." He argued.

"You're a careless Gryffindor. You can't even understand your own thoughts." Snape raised his lips slightly.

Harry glanced at Snape, who smiled too, and reached out to hook Snape's finger.

"I'm glad you're still here, my prince."

"You should go. Your residence is in a tower, not underground. Only a high place can show the nobility of the savior, isn't it?" Snape let go of Harry's hand, and began to sneer out of habit again.

"I bought a new cauldron, but the Potions professor has changed, so I can't use it anymore." Harry found a reason, he wanted to delay the time, no one would want to part with his lover in advance.

Besides, the cellar was full of Snape's breath, and it was worth it to breathe a little longer - he could also get a good night's sleep.

"Let me remind you, I only allow OWL grades of O and above to enter my Advanced Potions class, even if I still teach Potions, you will not be able to enter my Advanced Potions class, Potter." Snape said slowly , "Even if you bribe me, my classroom will not open an exclusive channel for the savior."

"Then I can still get a potion tutoring?" Harry blinked.

"Sacrificing your professor's time." Snape sighed. "A totally spoiled gesture."

Before Harry could yell, Snape said again, "Go back, don't miss tomorrow's class."

Tomorrow—"You mean Slughorn's Advanced Potions class will be open to me?" Harry realized, "Merlin! I didn't buy the Potions textbook!" It never occurred to him that he could still go into Advanced Potions Potions class.

Then he held out his hand to Snape, "Give me the textbook, you must have the textbook for Advanced Potions class."

"You're asking the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for a Potions textbook?" Snape sneered.

"It's the former Potions Professor." Harry stared at Snape suspiciously. "You don't have a textbook?"

"The old textbooks are kept in the cabinet in the Potions classroom." Snape pointed the way for Harry. "You should be glad that old chameleon has been using the same textbooks for decades."

Harry tiptoed quickly and kissed Snape on the cheek, "Severus, how kind of you!"

He smiled and admired his professor's expression, but Snape's unflappable behavior made him draw his face boredly.

"I'm going to get the textbook." He took a deep breath and walked towards the door.

'Don't mess with the cabinet. ' His professor's silky voice sounded in Harry's head, making his heart beat faster.

The author has something to say:

Originally, I wanted to write that Harry only got the textbook before class, but I changed it.After all, the professor gave Harry his textbook on purpose.

Harry holding the textbook contentedly: Everything about Prince is mine!