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When they passed the house pillars, they found that the Gryffindor gems had been emptied.The only one who can clear Gryffindor House points on the first day of school is——

"Did the old bastard take the wrong medicine? He'll get dumped for doing this, I swear!" Harry blushed with anger.

"But Snape is single, no one will want him." Ron made up the knife.

"We can only work hard to add points. Harry, you were deducted points just now. It is better not to run into Professor Snape in the near future. He will definitely try to deduct your points." For the sake of house points, Harry can only avoid bumping into Snape outside of the classroom.

Harry could only nod, and he didn't want to tell his friends.If he could, he wished he could cling to Snape all the time.They've been lovers, since the old bastard was 15 years old, it's not about students and professors, it's not about Snape and Potter's feud, they should have been together aboveboard, if it wasn't for the 20 years difference between them and That piece of soul that got in the way on his forehead.

'Can't you deduct less points? ' Harry groaned.

'cannot. ' Snape's voice revealed a sense of comfort.

Harry could only suppress his resentment, waited until the end of the day, and hurriedly said goodbye to his friends, he went to a deserted corner, put on the invisibility cloak, and went to the cellar.

"Daisy root." Harry said the password to the door, which he opened and walked in.

Snape, who was grading homework, raised his head, and he gracefully picked up the summer homework he just finished grading and placed it on the corrected stack.Harry noticed that his professor had taken off his black coat and was now wearing a black silk shirt that fitted him perfectly.

Harry's Adam's apple twitched, and he couldn't help but think of the light blue steam from the pot of love potion in Potions class in the morning. The smell inside was very suitable for the whole office.

"Professor, the flower language of daisies is the love hidden deep in my heart." Harry said in a teasing tone.

"I never knew you would pay attention to things that only a little girl would care about. It seems that there is a little girl living inside of you, isn't it?" Snape said softly, his tone not caring, and he took another share The homework skillfully drew a P on it and threw it aside.In the time of one sentence, he has already corrected two assignments.

Harry silently mourned those students in his heart. It would be a disaster if the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor replaced the old bat.

"Slughorn taught you too, I know. Since he's been teaching for 20 years, you must have made a love potion too. So what did you smell then, Professor?" Harry walked around the lenient The desk approached his professor.

Snape hovered in mid-air with his homework hand, and he turned to look at Harry who was walking beside him.

"You should know." Snape didn't answer directly, he just stared at his boy with those deep black eyes.They were so close that they could smell the faint sweet scent of strawberry shower gel on Harry's body.

Since Harry met 15-year-old Prince, he has been using this intoxicatingly sweet body wash, as if Harry's whole body is as sweet as strawberries.

"All I know is that you owe me a kiss, so I'm here to ask you for it," said Harry. He cupped Snape's face in his open hands, and he gazed eagerly at his lover, toward the pair of kisses. The pale and thin lips approached.

Snape tilted his face and kissed the corner of Harry's mouth, "Now you have your kiss, here is a pile of homework for your professor to mark. Don't forget your homework, Potter." Snape said He slapped Harry on the bottom.

"You're being perfunctory!" Harry complained as he watched Snape sit back and pick up the next homework to continue with the work at hand, "Severus—" he wrapped his arms around Snape's neck, leaning against his body, harassing his professor with his tongue in Snape's ear.

"Gryffindor button—" Snape had just started to speak, when he suddenly felt light.

"I'm going to do my homework now." Harry looked upright, as if he wasn't the one hanging on Snape like the boneless pendant just now.

Harry sat on the sofa and found his textbooks and homework from his schoolbag, and suddenly remembered what he and Prince had done on this sofa and felt very awkward.He couldn't help but look up at Snape, and after realizing that the old bastard didn't notice him at all, he had to look back at the homework in hand.

He took out the bottle of love potion that he made in class from his pocket, he thought about it and stuffed it back, and got up his energy to deal with his homework - let's write Potions first, Prince will help him anyway .

Harry opened the Half-Blood Prince's textbook, and then—he put aside his homework and began to read the notes on it carefully. Compared with the old bat that doesn't get into oil and salt now, he still feels that 16-year-old Prince can hit him more heart.

If Snape wasn't Prince, he wouldn't have taken a fancy to this old bastard at all - what the hell is he thinking!Harry shook his head and cleared his mind.

Snape was Prince, only 20 years apart.he knows.

Thinking of this, Harry dropped his textbook and picked up the blank parchment again to write his homework.

After grading the homework, Snape ordered the table and poured himself a cup of tea. He took a sip of steaming black tea, and then he looked up to find that his little bastard was really serious about his homework.

He clicked on the table again and summoned the elf, "Give me two dinners."

The elf bowed respectfully before disappearing with a snap, reappearing with two identical dinners.

Snape stood up and walked towards Harry, "Potter, you can rest." His hand rested lightly on Harry's shoulder.

Harry raised his head, blinked his eyes, and suddenly he quickly took out the potion bottle in his pocket, unscrewed it, and took a mouthful.

"What are you doing?" Snape frowned, grabbing Harry's chin.

But the Gryffindor Golden Seeker's skill wasn't deceiving, he was faster than Snape, wrapped his arms around his old bastard's neck, and kissed those parted lips.

Harry pressed his tongue against Snape's jaw, he entangled the other's tricky tongue, and then passed the potion in his mouth.His tongue was still a little numb, and the potion actually smelled like strawberries, so sweet that he almost drank it by himself.

After that, Harry couldn't think anymore, Snape suddenly increased his strength after a pause, his hand on the back of Harry's head forced Harry into him, his tongue was entangled with Harry's, and he used commands Harry sucked his saliva with a numb scalp, like a hurricane passing by, everything in Harry's mouth was plundered.

And Snape wasn't satisfied, biting Harry's tongue lightly, stepping back a bit and inserting his fingers, examining Harry's teeth and even groping deep in the bottom of his mouth.

"I was the one you were thinking of when you were making the Love Potion." Snape breathed right into Harry's face.

Harry's mind was so blank that he didn't even realize what Snape was saying, he just nodded mechanically, then opened his mouth obediently and licked Snape's fingers.