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After eating the hot soup, Harry felt his throat was less sore, and then he was fed baked potatoes and fried steak. After eating, he was lucky enough to see the bathroom equipped with the dean's dormitory.

Snape cleaned him up and smeared him, gave him a throat potion, and kicked him out!

The old bastard wouldn't keep him overnight!Just let him go back and continue his homework!

Harry stared fiercely at the darkened door and at the two snakes entangled and clinging to the doorknob, and the snake letters he kept spitting out seemed to mock his ridiculous expression.

He naturally heard the two snakes mocking him, just as unpleasant as the owner of this office.

Harry pursed his lips, sooner or later he would let Severus feel kicked out - no!Kick him out of bed next time!

Harry stomped back to the dormitory, his face so gloomy that it seemed like a day trip to the cellar.

"You weren't caught by Snape and placed in confinement, were you?" Ron guessed.

Harry glanced at his friend, hesitated for a moment and nodded, he threw his schoolbag on the bed, picked up his pajamas and went to the bathroom to change.

"I'm going to bed first."

He drew the bed curtains and cast a peeping charm, and he held up his wand and opened Prince's textbook in the light of the tip of the wand.Harry's fingers carefully stroked the mosquito-fly-sized notes on it. Some of them were too hastily remembered and the fonts were messy and unclear, while some pieces were connected with printed words, which made Harry very regretful.

In addition to some experience in making potions, and some inspirations that were written down in a flash without beginning or end, Harry also found some experience in using spells, and even——Harry stopped turning the page up.

He saw a spell he had never seen before.

"Could this be the black magic that Prince mentioned that he was going to invent." Harry murmured.

And Severus had never told him about his school days, all about Prince, and he hadn't heard from him since his prince left.

Uncontrollable thoughts overflowed from Harry's heart.

Even if the old bastard was in the cellar, but—but he always felt that he and Snape were too far away.

These 20 years still lie between them.Did his Prince stay in 1976 forever?

'Prince, your textbook is very interesting. ' Harry spoke to his professor mentally again through the link of the Concentric Hex.

'Potter, I hope you haven't forgotten that you have lessons tomorrow morning.Gryffindor will deduct 10 points for harassing the professor during sleep time. ’ Snape’s voice was boring and indifferent, “If you continue to toy with my textbook over and over again, then I regret that as its owner, I can only take it back.”

'you can not! ' cried Harry, extinguishing any interest his Prince's textbook had sparked.The old bat is indeed a boring adult, and all the fun of his life has been wiped out by the cruel time in the past 20 years.

'I'm going to sleep now, good night. ' said Harry wearily.

He took a deep breath and looked at the words in the textbook. He didn't believe that his prince would become such a boring person. He was obviously such a genius that he could create magic at the age of 16. He still had so many ideas. Can't teach him.

He was like an inexhaustible treasure, even in his pearly white ghost state, the most special one, making him instantly visible in the dimly lit corridors of Hogwarts.

He was a boy who called himself a Half-Blood Prince. He was cute and romantic. He would hold a bouquet of lilies and wait for him outside the Three Broomsticks Hotel. Even if he shyly said a word of love, he would listen to him This kind of complaint, and give him ideas to play tricks on Malfoy.He even told him about Lily, as long as he wanted, he always felt that his prince would do it for him.

Harry sniffled.

He closed the textbook against his chest, as if embracing his prince.

He knew that he was still a child in the eyes of Severus, so as a professor, he should have concealed many things from him. Their relationship was not equal, and he was protected by Snape as a weak person.

This is not acceptable.

Harry opened his eyes in a daze. He didn't sleep well in the first half of the night, as if he had many thoughts popping up quickly.But in the middle of the night, it was surprisingly sweet and dreamed until dawn.

He rubbed his eyes, picked up his glasses from beside the pillow, and looked down to see that the old potions textbook had fallen from him onto the sheets.

He carefully picked up the textbook, cast a protective spell on it with a wave of his wand, and stuffed it into his bag.

He got out of bed.

There was Defense Against the Dark Arts this morning, the subject Prince wanted to teach the most, and I hope Snape still liked his current teaching position.

Harry propped his face up, as if he was getting up, and he was expressionless and seemed to be under low pressure, and went to the auditorium to have breakfast.Even his good friend Ron thought he didn't sleep well.

"Oh, brother. It suddenly occurred to me that our DA activity form still needs to be signed by the old bat?" Ron looked at Harry with a "finished" expression on his face.

"I see." Harry poked his fork into the bowl of mashed potatoes like he was punching some hard old bastard's chest.

Somehow Harry refused to go to Defense Against the Dark Arts class, or rather he would rather procrastinate until he rang the bell to attend class - even though that would most likely get a point penalty.But he didn't want to meet Snape so early, although in a way he'd been thinking about the old bastard since last night - they'd been intimate.

"Harry, why don't you go?" Hermione, who was constantly talking about too much homework in rune class and feeling anxious, found her friend stopped still and turned to look at him, "Don't tell me that you suddenly fell ill. Nepephobia, even if Professor Snape becomes your favorite professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, maybe he teaches better than Potions—it can't be worse than Umbridge."

"It's a matter of course, I can't tell if the old bat or the pink frog is worse, maybe it needs a vote of all the DA members?" Ron shouted.

"Very well, if no one talks about the professor in public, considering that you have already arrived at the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, you are so rampant that your professor might not hear you, is it?" Snape twitched the corners of his mouth maliciously, turning his backlight It was his shadow that was pulled long and thin in front, like a devil's claw in the depths, "20 points deducted from Gryffindor."

Hermione was pinching the strap of her schoolbag, she glanced at Harry out of the corner of her eye, and then patted Ron beside her, and the two walked into the classroom with pale faces.

'You got deducted points again. Harry looked directly at Snape, his brow slid to the edge of anger, but it was not enough to be angry and just unhappy, "Aren't you uncomfortable without deducting Gryffindor house points for a day?" '

'Potter, your ears and eyes are just a decoration to maintain your own academy? ’ Snape snorted coldly, his voice was like water continuously dripping from a water pipe, the coldness made Harry feel even more uncomfortable.

'Instead of blaming your professor, it is better to reflect on your words and deeds. If you are not wrong, how can I find a reason to deduct points? '

'Excuse. ' said Harry dissatisfied.

"Come in." Snape's hand knocked on the door, causing Harry to stop arguing with Snape in his mind.

They had actually argued in front of a room full of students using the Unifying Knot, even though only he and Snape knew all about it.Harry was still in disbelief - even yesterday he was worried that Snape would be the next poor man to be cursed by the Defense Against the Dark Arts professorship.

But now he hated the old bat again, even though they were so close in private.

'I went through Prince's textbook last night. ' He didn't want to say that the textbook belonged to Snape, 'The textbook is mine now, right? '

'You only have the right to use it temporarily, and the owner of that textbook is still me, I hope you don't forget. ' Snape's voice was flat, as if he was just answering a boring question.

"I'm very surprised that after sending away five professors, there are still so many students who can pass OWL. Maybe the Ministry of Magic has finally lowered the grading standard for Defense Against the Dark Arts, because the dark arts have almost disappeared in the UK. Even the dark arts The subject of defense is not so important." Snape walked around, his voice was like a snake walking on the ground, with an invisible coldness, shaking his shoulders frighteningly .

"But the United Kingdom is not the only country in this world. There are so many researchers of black magic. Just like other disciplines, they are developing like other disciplines. They are changing every moment and are unpredictable. This is a discipline that requires wisdom. , Resisting the black magic is not foolproof just relying on a few spells that you have memorized." Snape looked at everyone coldly.

'Severus, what you said was brilliant. ' Harry applauded his professor mentally.He completely forgot that he had a bad fight with Snape about deducting points from Gryffindor.

Snape took a deep breath, 'Shut up, Potter! ' Apparently Harry interrupted him.

"Therefore, you must also learn to use your brains," Snape's voice became louder, like a dark cloud mixed with thunder and lightning hovering over the students' heads and then a thunderbolt.

"I hope that this shallow knowledge can save your life someday in the future-of course, everyone here does not hope that there will be a day when it will be useful."

'Defense Against the Dark Arts is indeed very useful, Severus, I should really ask you to speak at DA, maybe our society will join more people this year! ' Harry couldn't help agreeing, with eager anticipation in his voice, 'so what are we studying today? '

The corners of Snape's mouth rose into a cold arc, which couldn't be called a smile but a malicious expectation, which matched the horrible paintings he hung on the wall, and the words he pulled in The dreadful atmosphere created by the curtains caused several timid Hufflepuffs to hug each other directly.

"So who knows the benefits of the silent spell?" He walked quickly to the podium, leaving Harry with a menacing back.

'A silent spell?This is awesome, and it just so happens that I haven't learned it yet.Severus you are so kind! ' said Harry gleefully.

The author has something to say:

Because Defense Against the Dark Arts was Harry's favorite subject, he forgot about the previous unpleasantness.This is really a tormenting character, Shanshou

Harry blowing rainbow fart fancy: Severus is so good!

Snape's half-long hair on both sides covered his red ears: Potter, please tell me about the benefits of silent spells.

Harry: Like taking off the other person's clothes without making a sound?

Snape gritted his teeth: Gryffindor deducted 100 points, insulting the professor!