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"You are really still here!"

Hearing the familiar bluffing voice, the pearly white boy turned and looked at Harry who was trotting all the way over.

After dinner, Harry walked up the stairs and suddenly remembered the ghost boy he saw last night. For some reason, he wanted to come and see him, so he made an excuse to part with his friends and then ran towards the place where he met the boy yesterday. .

Ghosts don't always stay in one place, but there are also myrtle who are keen to haunt a certain place forever.

So he wasn't sure if he would still see that pearly white boy.

And he was really lucky.

"Potter." The ghost boy looked at this familiar face, frowning, his expression was gloomy, but his current translucent state and pearly luster really couldn't make him feel gloomy.

"You can call me Harry, I don't know your name yet?" Harry didn't realize that the ghost boy didn't welcome him, and he smiled at him foolishly.

What a hopelessly stupid Potter, Snape gave a slight sarcasm about it, it's good news that Potter's children are so stupid.

"Prince." Snape gave a random name, which happened to be the nickname he gave himself last year. He can't even use his own name, which is really unpleasant to think about.

"So, Prince, are you in fifth year too?" Harry looked at Snape, who was taller than him, but Harry wasn't sure if he was floating now - ghosts always float, don't they? ?So maybe they're the same height, maybe they're the same size.

But Prince's time is permanently stuck at this point in time.

Snape nodded slightly, he didn't tell anyone about his background, his past - so the man couldn't blame him for it - why should he listen to the man who made a mess of his life like an accessory?

Snape is extremely conceited about himself, he feels that his future has infinite possibilities, but it is by no means the cold and weird old man in the Slytherin basement, although he looks young, he lives like an old man—he But he didn't think he had a common language with Dumbledore - if he didn't really share the same soul as him, he would have thought that the man had used Polyjuice Potion to pretend to be him.

"So you've been through fifth year?" Harry asked again.

Snape shook his head, he frowned, "Are you a questioning machine? No one is obliged to answer all your questions."

Harry automatically assumed that his question had poked at Prince's heartbreak, that he must have died before completing fifth year, perhaps some terrible disease had taken his life.

His clothes looked a little thinner than his, and his whole body was like a thin clothes rack.

"Let me read to you." Harry said suddenly, and an idea popped up in his mind, and it germinated and thrived as soon as he spoke.

Snape suspected he was hallucinating.

"I mean, I'll read the lecture to you." Harry repeated what he wanted to do, "Beforehand, I'm not good at studying, but I will try my best to teach you." "Ghosts can't turn the pages of books, and Prince looks like a nerdy type like Hermione, who must be eager to turn the pages and finish his studies.

Harry forgot that even if Prince was a ghost that had been dead for years, he must have taken more classes than he had in his student life just by wandering around Hogwarts.

But Prince really isn't a ghost who's been dead for years.

And his proposal also aroused some interest in the ghost boy who was rejected by a certain man and didn't want him to go out and be seen by others.

It is now the second semester of the fifth grade, and he is also at this time, so he can still read the textbooks 20 years later.

"Come with me, I know there is a quieter place - no one will see you. We can study together." Harry said, he looked at the ghost boy's hand, remembering the touch like cold fog last night, After being entangled for a while, he turned around and took two steps first, then looked back at the boy standing there, the moonlight penetrated through the translucent boy, making his whole body covered with moonlight halo, which was extraordinarily bright.

He is quite good-looking, a sentence suddenly popped up in Harry's mind.

Snape struggled for a few seconds, and it was a good idea that his choice would make the man in the cellar fly into a rage.

So, Snape raised the corners of his mouth slightly and followed.

Harry took his new ghost friend to the eighth floor. Under the guidance of his ghost friend, he took a hidden shortcut, another newly discovered secret passage.

There are quite a lot of gains tonight.

Harry's brows and eyes turned into crescent moons with joy, and his whole body breathed like a new plant with dewy young leaves, very lively and energetic.

"This is the Room of Requirement. Just walk back and forth in front of this tapestry three times, think of a room, and the room you want will appear on the door." Harry explained to his new friend excitedly, and then demonstrated it again .

A door did appear in the wall.

Snape raised his eyebrows, this was indeed a nice place, another place where potions were brewed conveniently, and it was very secret.

Harry opened it and invited his ghost friend inside.

Harry was thinking about the Gryffindor lounge.The red and gold trim made Snape frown in discomfort.

But the Gryffindor lounge does not have a cooking table, and potion material processing supplies placed on it, and there is even a crucible for brewing potion.

"There's Potions today." Noticing that Snape's eyes were completely drawn to the cauldron, Harry explained with difficulty but with great honesty, "but I'm not good at it."

More than bad!The old bat deducted a lot of college points in the class again. He looked at him as if he was looking at some piece of garbage, and in the end he only gave him a T, but Ron, who brewed the potion with him, was able to get a T. Ah!

So, Snape was targeting him!The greasy old bastard!

"You like potions?" Harry asked.

Snape gave him an idiotic look, but Harry didn't understand it at all, he even took it as approval.

"What's in class today?" Snape's curiosity was aroused at the mention of potions, and he asked the first question of the night.

"It's the energy potion. It's a compulsory item in OWL. I only got a T, but Ron, who brewed it with me, got an A. It's all Snape's problem—he's so harsh on us!" Harry couldn't help complaining about the old bastard to his new friend.

Snape kept a straight face, thinking that it wasn't him, and he was also resentful of the old man.So enemies of enemies can still stand together and talk?

But this can't change Harry's similar appearance to the old Potter, which makes him very unhappy.

"I know this potion, you make it again, I'll see how you do it." Snape twitched the corner of his mouth, and he pointed to the cooking table, making Harry stand over it.

He wanted to see if Potter's ability was as he said, whether he was only worthy of a T or an A?

But in his opinion, except for O, they are all rubbish.

Of course he wouldn't tell this stupid Potter.

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An enemy of an enemy is not a friend.maybe a boyfriend