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"...you shouldn't be here."

As soon as he reached the door, Harry heard a faint voice of conversation, which was extremely familiar, as low as a cello at a dance, but even more impressive than that.

It was Snape.

Harry walked towards the dim corridor, and recognized the familiar figure at a glance. He was wearing a black robe, and he was holding Malfoy's collar like a male duck.

He approached, touched his pocket, took out the invisibility cloak and put it on.

"Professor, I just want to go to the dance." Draco yelled.

"Don't try to fool me." Snape's voice seemed to come out of his throat, with dangerous menace.

"It's just a ball really," said Draco, looking at Snape like a frightened quail. "Parkinson's here too."

"Fine." Snape dropped Draco's collar.These two people must have come together for a mission - so apart from the disappearing cabinet, they really planned to kill Dumbledore.

"You're trying to get something out of Slughorn." Snape narrowed his eyes.

"It's just a close call." Draco said, "Maybe he has a way to get my dad out." This reason sounded like a lie.

"You might as well pray that Bellatrix goes in again and fishes your father out when he escapes," Snape said.

Harry couldn't help laughing, which made both Snape and Draco stop talking, and Snape turned his head to look in the direction of the sound - those black eyes reflected the shadow of the entrance of the ball in the dimness. For a moment Harry thought Snape had seen him, but he denied it.

Harry moved slowly, overconfident in his ancestral invisibility cloak, reassuring himself that he wouldn't be seen, only to see Snape approaching him tragically, following the direction he was moving.

He held his breath, and then the hand came towards him.

The invisibility cloak was lifted.

"Potter," Harry knew from Snape's expressionless face that you meant it, "the three major hobbies of the Savior, stealing, eavesdropping and taking risks, it seems that you enjoy these."

"I was just passing by." Harry blinked innocently, and the cup was taken away from him.

Snape sniffed the drink in the cup, "Alcoholic drinks, 10 points deducted from Gryffindor..."

"It's the drink served at the dance!" Harry yelled, interrupting Snape's deduction.

oh!This old bastard can find an excuse to deduct points at any time!

Harry glared at Snape fiercely, and then he realized that the pattern on the cuffs of the old bastard's black robe was very familiar - a silver weave pattern, like two snakes intertwined.Exactly the same as his body.

He couldn't happen to be wearing the same dress as Snape, could he!What a pity!

At this moment, Draco was cautiously touching the wall to escape, and then tried to find a way to sneak in when Snape left.

"Draco, I'm going to see an 8-inch review tomorrow morning." Snape's voice sounded from behind Draco.

"Professor!" Draco looked back at Snape with a pale face.

"Not yet." Snape said in a non-negotiable tone.

Harry smiled as he watched Draco rush down the dimly lit corridor, heading for the cellar.

It seemed that Snape wasn't that overly partial.

"Now, it's your turn." Snape said, leaning on the wall with one hand, forcing Harry to lean his back against the wall, which was quite a dangerous position.

Harry swallowed, not knowing what he was secretly expecting.

"Professor, are you coming to the ball too?" he asked. "And do you have a partner?"

Snape had a cold face, "Gryffindor deducted 10 points."

He leaned close to Harry's ear, his voice low and sexy, "Whether I have a partner or not is none of your business, Potter."

He stepped back and took his hand away.

"Nice dress." He snorted, and headed for the ball.

Harry had to follow in, he wanted to see who Snape was looking for.He found Snape walking towards Slughorn, talked to him for a while and then left, no one noticed that Snape had come in.

Apparently he hadn't really come to the ball.Harry thought for a while, he turned and went back to look for Hermione, but he didn't find Snape coming back, he saw Harry walking towards Hermione, they entered the dance floor and exchanged information with each other while dancing.

He drank the orange juice from his glass.

"You have prepared alcoholic drinks, does Dumbledore know?" he asked Slughorn beside him.

"This is a Mediterranean specialty drink. The special technology makes it zero alcohol, but it has a wine aroma, similar to butter beer. I have reported it to the principal." Slughorn said with a cheerful smile, "Dance Always have a drink, don't be so serious, after all, tonight is also a holiday." He picked up a drink from the elf's tray.

Snape and Slughorn clinked glasses. He turned and stared at the two on the dance floor. Harry looked very happy. After all, his partner was also a beautiful girl. They looked very good. , can be regarded as a childhood sweetheart.

He couldn't help but use the concentric knot spell, knocking on the opponent's heart.Still no response.

Harry wouldn't respond to him, he'd gotten carried away, absorbed in his present pleasure.

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This chapter is a bit short, but it still belongs to the previous chapter.

Snape: My partner is dancing with someone else.

Harry looked at Snape sympathetically, wait, shouldn't he be terrified that Snape has a partner!

Snape: He's still wearing the dress I prepared.

Harry: Is your partner a man?

Snape: Maybe I should strip him of his clothes.

Harry: I suddenly feel cold behind my back.