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Next, Snape did give him Defense Against the Dark Arts tutoring as they had agreed before, and the tutoring of Potions was as if he hadn't mentioned it, and Harry would not remind Snape.

Perhaps Snape remembered that the Half-Blood Prince's textbook was still in his hand, so the remedial Potions class was unnecessary.With that in mind, Harry became more cautious in Potions, which was Snape's textbook - although it belonged to him now, but if Snape was going to ask for his textbook back - no, He has thrown away his old textbooks.

It's his textbook anyway!

Harry stroked the densely packed words on the textbook that were even unclear due to the ink, and the corners of his mouth curled up happily, as if he had read an interesting story that only he knew.

"Haha." Harry panted, his arms trembling unconsciously, and his fingers were numb from holding the wand tightly for a long time, as if the fingers were glued to the wand and it was not like his own body parts.

"It's over. Potter, don't look like you're about to be out of breath. Just now you tried to throw the Crushing Curse here, but it's a pity that you can only fall out of bricks and crumbs." Snape turned the wrist holding the wand, and he will The wand was put back in the sleeve, and then with a wandless cleaning spell, all the garbage caused by tutoring was swept away.

He moved closer to Harry.

"I know now that my aim isn't very good." Harry gasped and pursed his lips slightly, and he lifted his sweaty face, the sweat from his brow slipping into his eyes, making him blink hard To get rid of the sting, he reached out and took off his eyes and wiped his face with his sleeve.

Suddenly a glass of water was handed over, a very familiar scene.

"Thank you." Harry was stunned for a second, he took the water, raised his head and took a big gulp, the sweat dripped from his cheeks to his chin and traced the rolling Adam's apple along his contour.

It was as if silently saying to Snape in front of him, go take a bite.

"You should go." Snape looked away, walked to the door and opened it.

"Professor, do you have a bathroom here?" Harry finished drinking the water, lifted his school uniform sweater and wiped the sweat off his face, then suddenly remembered something and smelled the sweat on his body carefully, he wrinkled his face.

But he regretted asking this sentence, Snape will definitely kick him out!

Snape stared at the little bastard in front of him. He was sweating profusely, exuding heat like he was very passionate in nature. Stove, holding him will forget the existence of the fireplace.

"You want to take a bath." His voice was low and slow, as if treading some strange rhythm.

"Going back at this point, I can only fetch a basin of water and wipe it in the bathroom. I haven't been to the public bathroom for several days." Harry said, his voice carried a complaint that he didn't even realize.

But it was himself who caused this state, and it was the tutoring he asked for.

"The savior's demands must always be met, don't you? Follow up, Potter." Snape snorted, and he turned around mockingly and walked into the office. He didn't walk very fast.

Harry followed.

oh!Now that he started to like this potion, it would be even better if he could ignore that it was a love booster.

Harry turned off the shower, wiped his face, squinted at the shower gel on the shelf, it must have just been unpacked!It was strawberry - how did Snape know he was using strawberry body wash?

Harry pursed his lips, and he squeezed out a foamy body wash, the white one was slightly powdery, and then he clasped his palms together and circled, more bubbles came out, and even the air floated There is a sweet strawberry smell - not greasy, with a slight sour taste of real strawberries - not similar to the flavor that Muggles use, it is pure sweetness, fake can make people person sneezing.And this is like being in strawberry jam, which can be associated with many strawberry foods, from strawberry pie to strawberry cake and strawberry ice cream, but in the end it is fresh strawberries that are the most mouth-watering.

Harry's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he quickly spread the sweet-smelling bath foam all over his body - it was more realistic than thinking too much and wanting to eat strawberries, it was winter, and even house elves They can't make strawberries either.

Just as Harry was carefully covering him with foam, there was a cold and abrupt knock on the door, but Harry didn't pay attention, he almost forgot that he was in the cellar, using the bathroom in the professor's dormitory , and the real owner of this bathroom belonged to Snape.

Snape pushed open the door, "Your change of clothes..." He said and put the stack of laundry in his hand that looked like the size of some little bastard into the changing basket.

Harry blushed, and his originally comfortable voice was like a drake being strangled by the neck. He stood there stiffly, covering his body in shame and anger like a poor little man who had seen something scandalous.

"You should knock." Harry said hoarsely, and he searched for a long time to find his own voice.

Merlin, I hope Snape didn't hear!

"I knocked, but it's clear that the savior is indulging in self-comfort, pleasure-seeking? It seems that you don't even care about the occasion." Snape raised his eyebrows, and he looked at the steaming hot water that could shake people's body Walking to the bathroom where his skin was burning red, he walked into the open glass door.

"I, I didn't." Harry retorted blushingly, he stepped back, his whole back was pressed against the wall, and the cold and wet touch made him lose his sanity.

"Why are you leaning over again?" He shrank his shoulders like a poor little boy who was about to be forced.

He raised his head, the face with wet dew was facing Snape, his curly black hair was sticking to his forehead, Anshun was cute, his eyes seemed to be covered with mist, The emerald green is like a pool of fresh green dripping on his heart, no one will be willing to hurt him, but they will definitely want to play with him.

"You need help," said Snape, his Occlumency working perfectly to keep those thoughts trapped in the deepest walls of reality.

He stepped forward and picked up the shower.