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"Why aren't you even panting...wait, why aren't your lips swollen?" Harry gasped and squinted his eyes to look at Snape, and soon realized that this strange thing-it was too much cheating Bar!

"Although this magic seems to make me like you, the effect is not as perfect as you think." Snape said in a roundabout way.

"So you're still a ghost." Harry understood what Snape meant, and he looked at their handshake, and now that he could indeed touch Prince, they could touch more, Get in touch deeper.But this is like a dream, magic is not omnipotent.

Harry suddenly raised his arms and hugged Snape, patted his back with both hands, buried his head in the hollow of his shoulders, and rubbed his nose against his half-long hair—the potion he had brewed for so long had no smell at all. Not stained, even though he has become colored and still has weight, but all this reminds him that Prince is not as alive as he is, although he is extremely alive.

"There will be a way." Harry could only say so, "I will be with you, we will find a solution to it together, if you can't find it, it doesn't matter, I will accompany you."

Before Snape could respond, Harry let go of him suddenly, which caused Snape to express dissatisfaction for a moment, but he controlled his expression well, and remained expressionless as usual.

"By the way, I have something for you. Where are my clothes?" A smile bloomed on Harry's face, and he tried to cheer himself up so that the atmosphere would be less ambiguous and less sad than he imagined.

He found his wand was still in his pocket, so he couldn't even cast a Flying Charm - he was once again jealous of Prince, who was familiar with wandless magic, even though they were both in fifth grade!

Snape reluctantly picked up Harry's clothes and handed them to him. He put his arms around Harry's shoulders again, and it was impossible for him to let go now.

"I asked Sirius to draw up a reading list for me - Sirius is my godfather." Harry excitedly took his wand out of his pocket, and then he cast the Coming Charm to summon him and put it on the bookshelf beforehand. "I brought the book out from the forbidden/book area." His face flushed a little, after all, his behavior was regarded as stealing the book, and he hoped that Prince would not blame him for it— —he surreptitiously observed the expression on Snape's face, and it was clear that his new boyfriend was not a strict moral model.

They agreed very well in terms of school regulations, and they matched each other perfectly.

The corners of Harry's mouth curled up again.

"Sirius Black." Snape's face darkened. He was the undisputed enemy of the quartet. He picked up the three books, glanced at the cover and put them down. He had read all three of them. , one of which he is reading, after a holiday, he really needs to review it, "He actually taught you to learn black magic." !

"It was we who learned the Dark Arts together, and what I told Sirius was that I was for the DA," Harry corrected, sticking out his tongue in a playful gesture, "I'm sorry I lied to him, but we did it together Learn to learn faster, and we will study the corresponding Defense Against the Dark Arts together, and I will naturally be able to demonstrate it on DA after I learn it, so it is not considered cheating!"

"Harry, this behavior of yours is certainly not deceitful." Snape took Harry, who was so considerate of him and found such a way to reconcile their conflicts about dark arts research, into his arms, and folded his hands in his Holding the hand of the book, the slightly hoarse voice of the voice-changing period was right next to Harry's ears, so close that just opening his mouth made his unaccustomed ears turn red.

"The two of you really learn quickly, we can't live up to your godfather's expectations of you, can't we?" He said, with deep meaning in his tone.But he pulled out the book in Harry's hand.

"And now, what you need is food. Being hungry will greatly reduce your study efficiency." He said that he used wandless magic to attract food with a heat preservation spell—thanks to him who provided the food in this time and space, anyway After one meal disappeared, he could still ask the Hogwarts house-elf to bring him another.

Harry chewed the grilled veal steak with relish, today's veal steak was extra tender, he had already finished the soup, it was still corn soup, as good as last time, the Hogwarts house elves seemed to be Extra attention was paid to these two meals.No idea how Prince convinced the house-elves to give him food, or did he make them cook an extra meal?

He raised his head to look at Snape, who was busy again standing in front of the cauldron, skillfully handling the materials in his hands.The restorative eyes made his vision extremely clear, and the two days of scribe confinement also made him remember something - if he guessed correctly, what Snape was going to make was the detumescence potion for their OWLs test center - — that's for next week's Potions class.

If his back and his ass didn't hurt so much, maybe he could preview the class with Prince, who felt that Prince was much more reliable than Snape.

"Prince, where did you get these potion ingredients?" Harry forked up a piece of veal steak, he couldn't help asking, he secretly calculated his pocket money - it should be enough for him to order for half the semester Potion ingredients, if he only makes one pot at a time, maybe he should find a mail-order catalog first.

"Where you get potion ingredients for class." Snape didn't even look back, he was grinding the moonstone into powder - is there such a thing in the detumescence potion?Harry thought about it, and he began to suspect that maybe this potion was not a detumescence potion.

"Then you must not be discovered by Snape. Although you are the ghost of Slytherin House, he will definitely not deduct your house points. But you will definitely not want to face an angry old bat." Harry shrugged, thinking that if Snape found out that it was the ghost of his own house that was stealing the ingredients for the potion, maybe he'd ignore it.

Like his attitude towards Malfoy, it's really infuriating to think about!An old bat eccentric to the Amazon forest in the southern hemisphere!

Maybe the old bat's dream is to live in the South American forests where potion ingredients are rich, so it's best not to come back!

Just by hearing the sound of gnashing his teeth on a steak as if biting the flesh of his enemy, Snape knew how at odds Harry had with him in this time and space—this was great, his Harry was supposed to be his alone, this In time and space, he has nothing to do with Harry. "Then I'm lucky." Snape narrowed his eyes, picked up the dropper and poured the elderberry juice into the measuring bottle.

"In the future, when we go to mail-order materials, it's not safe to always get the materials from the Potions classroom." Harry made a decision, he hurriedly finished the food on the dinner plate, and then disappeared with the tableware in front of him, including the plate Into the Hogwarts kitchen.

"Sleep for a while, we'll read those books together after you take a nap, starting with the first one on your reading list." Snape glanced back at Harry, watched him lie down, and then Turn back and continue making the potion in your hand.

The whole room was extraordinarily quiet, except for the soft tumbling sound of boiling water in the cauldron and the sound of foam exploding.

Harry took off his glasses, but his head was still facing Snape's back, although there were only various blurred spots left in his vision, he blinked, full and tired, within a few minutes he Then fell into dreamland.

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The new boyfriend, the little professor ignores the big dog is Harry's godfather