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"Now let's see what you've done this week." Snape sneered, and he drew his wand, obviously not expecting anything from Harry.

Harry immediately tensed up. He walked to the sofa and turned to face Snape, who was three meters away.He fumbled his wand through his pocket, calmed himself down, and began to think about Prince, planning to follow the steps before going to bed every night to fill his mind with Prince and then withdraw all these images.

"I've given you enough time to prepare, Potter." Snape's voice was like a shadow coming from the sky, and there must be a terrifying monster in it, maybe a Hungarian Horntail.

"Being coquettish doesn't work on my side, it's not for everyone," Snape said maliciously, getting a Potter-like glare that smoldered with rage.

He raised his wand with a smirk, and said to Harry, "So - Remembrance." This time he didn't even count down the countdown.

Harry had just cleared his mind when Snape's spell came at him.The instigating thought went straight into his brain, like an electric snake entering his brain, and his empty brain failed to resist at all.

"Resistance, Potter, isn't that your forte? Don't tell me you don't remember the name of this class—Occlumency—you're going to resist my intrusion instead of giving me a warm welcome." Snape sneered, He strengthened the output of magic power and forcibly opened Harry's defenseless brain, which was quickly filled with various memories.

Snape was flipping through his memories!

"No!" Harry gasped, his face terrified.

He saw his memories of Prince being pushed back, maybe he was thinking about Prince before he cleared his mind, maybe Snape turned them out on purpose.

From their happy potion making, to him touching Prince's hand, to their stargazing...

"You can't!" bellowed Harry, taking out his wand and casting a spell he didn't realize - probably one of the ones he'd been practicing recently.

The bright white light shot straight at Snape, and the old bat didn't expect Harry to attack him at all—after all, he hurt himself last time, after being hit, the old bat flew up and hit the wall and fell to the ground Sorry.

"Haha." Harry panted, his pupils constricted after seeing the huge bat shadow that seemed to be scattered.Hand and foot panickedly took a step towards Snape, then panic suddenly crossed his face, he turned and rushed out the door.

Wait, he shouldn't have left.

When Harry was walking up to the second floor, there happened to be a staircase leading to the sixth floor that turned around in front of him. He stopped and didn't step on it, letting the stairs turn away.

Harry turned around to go back the same way from the corner stairs, but found the familiar pearly white halo in the corner.

He ran over immediately, and the figure reflected on the lens was getting closer and closer, and it was indeed his friend.

"Prince."

Harry came in front of him, he was very confused at the moment, he had the joy of seeing Prince, but also the self-blame for the fear of attacking the professor and evasion, and——he was really scared.

He had thought that he would not harm anyone with magic no matter what, even though Snape was the professor he hated the most.

"I..." He uttered a syllable, and suddenly for some reason, his lips quivered slightly but he couldn't speak.

"Harry." Snape frowned. He watched the bewildered look on Harry's face and those emerald green eyes that were originally determined but now frightened. Many emotions flashed through him, and finally settled on his fear.

"Look at me," he said softly, causing Harry to look up, and those eyes focused and caught him.

Harry's limbs trembled, and suddenly his hands moved, and he stepped forward and grabbed Snape's arm with both hands - and he did!But he didn't realize it yet.This sudden courage and turbulent emotion controlled his brain, passed to his arm muscles, gradually tightened, and made his hands tightly clenched.

The next second he looked up and kissed his friend.

He just pressed his lips against those pearly white lips that looked cold.

It's different from what he imagined, it's not a cold mist, but soft, although it's cold, there's a warm breath mixed in it—if he pries those lips open.

Harry's only kissing experience had brought him to this point, he didn't continue, and after meeting those quiet pearly eyes he suddenly realized what had happened - what he had done!

Cowardice and shyness surged up in an instant, and he took a step back in horror.

But being pulled back, the outstretched hand was strong and firm to stop him from retreating and turned into a hug. Snape's hand was placed on Harry's back and pushed slightly in his direction.

With his predatory instinct, this teenager with zero kissing experience kissed those warm lips.

Harry froze in shock, his mind disconnected from his body, unable to control his hands or his tongue.

And Snape stroked the back of Harry's neck with his hand after completing his ritualistic movements carefully and meticulously.

"Princess!" Harry backed away but was pushed back again.

Harry didn't know whether to reject it cruelly or—he frantically took out his Invisibility Cloak from his pocket, and hastily unfolded it to cover their heads.

Meanwhile, Snape pinned Harry and the others against the wall on the left.

Harry's back was still supported by Snape's hand, and he was confined between his arms with the Invisibility Cloak on his head. This artificially created space was small and air-blocked, and he suddenly had trouble breathing.

The glasses on the bridge of his nose tended to slide down due to sweat, and those eyes looked straight through the lenses at the subject who kissed him, his ghost friend.

Harry tightened his hands, trembling with anxiety and anticipation, as if stepping into demonic territory.

And Snape couldn't contain his excitement, and his patience was gone.In a panic, he did another wrong thing—excessive force.

So Harry shoved Snape away, his hand on his lips, his fingers stained with blood, and the taste of rust in his mouth was not his imagination.

"Prince, you don't have to bite me if you don't like it." Harry glared at Snape angrily, although it was true that he was insane, but he didn't want to be teased like this! —Is this a personal attack?

"No, I like it." Snape replied dryly for a moment, his hand wanting to touch Harry but afraid of hurting him - what if he couldn't control his strength?

Harry was stunned by the answer, "Ah, ah—" He opened his mouth and hissed at the painful wound, "I like you too." His voice dropped, and the last " "You" was almost in your mouth and you couldn't spit it out.

Red face.

With his soft messy hair, he is so cute that he wants to swallow him and never spit it out again.

Snape tentatively reached out, put his hand on Harry's shoulder, and held his shoulder.

After seeing him accept, he lowered his head.

The approaching lips made Harry's head back, but it hit the wall, and he had to look up to meet this - oh, Prince was licking his lips, he was tending to his wound.

Harry blinked, staring at the pearly white face so close at hand.

Even if he is a ghost, but now he touches him.

He likes him.

And they are kissing.

Even if there will never be a second time in the future.

He will remember it all his life!

"Open your mouth." After Snape had swept away all the red, he stepped back a little, inspecting the tear on his moist lip, which was no longer oozing blood.

"You don't have to..." Harry was kissed before he could finish.

The kiss wasn't the same as the previous predatory one, Harry felt reassured, and Snape was carefully licking the wound on the tip of his tongue.

It's so heartwarming.

Harry couldn't help sticking out his tongue, and it entered Snape's mouth instead.

Their lips were tearing at each other, slowly and grindingly, the rust taste in their mouths faded to sweetness.

As if this kiss could last forever.

But when Snape noticed that he was plundering again and made Harry extremely hypoxic, he let go of him, and the liquid silk thread connected their lips and teeth. He didn't care about the ambiguity, he kept paying attention to Harry, who was breathing rapidly, and reached out to caress Rubbing his chest, helping him catch his breath.

"Are you okay?" Snape's big nose rubbed against the tip of Harry's nose, then diverted to kiss him on the cheek.

Harry nodded, and after a few deep breaths, he pushed Snape away so that the distance between them wasn't so close, the heated air began to circulate and cool down, and breathing became much easier.

"Prince," Harry said, his voice so hoarse that it startled him, his throat so dry that it smoked, and then he realized the reaction beneath him.Of course it's gone now.

Hopefully Prince didn't notice, Harry blushed and stole a glance at Snape - unfortunately the pearly white was so hard to see - would the ghost react at all?

"Aren't you supposed to be in Occlumency class?" Snape watched Harry rush out of the cellar office, and he saw him collapsed in this plane - but he was in good health, and Harry No dark magic was used, so he only took one look before running after Harry.

"Well," said Harry, looking down, "something happened - I attacked Snape."

"I should have stayed to see how he was doing, at least I should have notified Madam Pomfrey, but I ran away instead." Harry raised his head to meet Prince's gaze, the pearly halo soothed his bewilderment and made him Calm down, "I, I want to go back, but I'm afraid of being deducted from the school - I really failed - I should bear my mistakes and face him."

"No, I'll just go and have a look." Snape stroked Harry's soft hair, "If you're worried about house points, he won't deduct the ghost's house points - you wait for me in the Room of Requirement." He In a tone that has no room for negotiation.

"But, it's my fault. I attacked Snape." Harry frowned.

"With lips so red and swollen from kisses, your professor will be so angry that you'll lose your house points." Snape curled his lips.

Harry fell silent, glaring at the culprit.Grinding his back molars, he agreed to Snape's proposal, and the heat in his cheeks never went down.

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The big professor is going to beat someone up