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Just as he expected, Dumbledore didn't stop asking him to continue teaching Occlumency to Potter, he just sat there and poured him a cup of mixed liquid that was twice the amount of honey as tea, and gave it to the Honeydukes for free Promote their new products - he seriously doubts that Honeydukes has an agreement with Dumbledore such as contracting the headmaster's candy for a year, as long as he promotes products from time to time, the students in between Hogwarts are loyal customers of the candy shop .

And after he finished his statement and refused those candies and syrupy drinks, Dumbledore began his miserable performance. He mentioned the current situation, Harry's dream and the possibility that the Dark Lord might use Harry's dream The unfolding conspiracy.He mentioned Lily again.

"Severus, I beg you, think about Lily, her only hope is that Harry is alive." Dumbledore's wise eyes looked across the table through the glasses. Snape without expression.

Snape was actually in a daze, regretting coming to Dumbledore as soon as he sat down - if he wasn't going to give Potter this time-wasting Occlumency lesson, who would he have gone to?Who will he stay with?What will they do?

Thinking of this, Snape's face slid to pale moonlight.

"I see." Snape said, he really couldn't let Potter stay with him when he was young, "Potter is really in a bad situation," he regretted Potter's virginity, "I can only do my best .” As for what, that’s not something he can guarantee, “You know it’s all up to Potter, not me.”

He is not easy to deal with when he is young, and if he wants to get something, he will do anything.And Potter has fallen.Look at what he just confessed to his face.

Boy friend!Potter can actually speak!Just because of his blindness, he didn't even know what his boyfriend looked like, not to mention that he must not know his boyfriend's real name.

"Farewell, then." Snape got up, and he went to the fireplace.He was going back now and maybe he could catch the young man, although it was very likely that they were hugging each other somewhere in the castle.

Snape stepped up his Occlumency of decency, suppressed his anger, and smuggled floo powder into the fireplace.

Well, he didn't need to worry anymore, Potter's chastity was still preserved today.The culprit who had given him nowhere to vent his anger was standing at his desk in that innocent pale slug-dry white, looking at the pile of ungraded fifth-year Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff homework.

"So you really like to T-T your students." Snape looked back at his older self.

"Potter told you." Snape folded his arms over his chest, looking at his younger self, wondering what exactly he liked about Potter.He always felt that it was extremely absurd that this happened. He had a first love before, so he naturally knew what it was like to be in love—and it was obvious that when he was young, he changed his mind too quickly, which was not in line with common sense.

"He talked to me about everything," Snape said modestly.

"Then why didn't you go to Potter, who talked about everything, instead of wasting your time here?" Snape snorted coldly.

"I need you to touch these three books." Snape used the Wandless Levitation Charm to float the three familiar black books of black magic, and commanded them to float in front of Snape.

Snape glanced at the three books, "I thought you were too happy to leave, and going back was not in your consideration."

"No, I have to go after all, it's not my time." Snape shook his head.

Snape frowned, he knew himself so well, and the young man knew so well that he understood.

He can't fool himself, nor can he fool the other party.

"Then you should know the fate of playing such a trick in front of me." Snape took out the book with the black cover, and opened it, the illustrations inside were very explicit.

"It seems that it is indeed the knowledge that you urgently need to supplement." Snape smirked, and put this book full of men's and men's love skills into his pocket.

"Forfeit, for poor Potter, it looks like we'll have to add one point to Gryffindor for his chastity concerns," Snape said.

"That's my book." Snape narrowed his eyes, anger hiding in them.

"It seems that our similarities are finally reflected, the same emotion." Snape smirked, and then recovered his expressionless face, "10 points deducted from Gryffindor, Potter always pays for his boyfriend."

"Yes, Harry's boyfriend." Snape replied with the same deadpan expression, his teeth grinding, "he's mine."

Snape frowned again, realizing that his younger self was indeed acting like he was in love with someone.

"Okay, put away your sympathetic ghost state, Potter remembers you as colorful."

"Don't you understand yet? The terrible things that happened face to face with yourself in the same time and space." Snape remained expressionless, "Of course, I can find Harry and use that magic as a medium to reach the world The purpose of contact, but the medium is necessary." And now that Harry wasn't here, he could only be a cloud of clammy air.

"What a wonderful experience." Snape smiled.

Once again, the two hate each other. Snape left the cold cellar with the remaining two books in his arms.

And Snape took the book back to his private research room to continue his potion research.As for Potter's Occlumency, he wasn't going to waste energy worrying about it any longer.

"Prince, where have you been?" Harry had been sitting on the sofa in the Response Room waiting for quite a while, and he still had homework to pass the time. He stared in amazement at Snape who had turned back to pearly white, only Felt the blood started to flow backwards - were those two days of intimacy all there was to it?

"You, how did you change back?"

"It's all right, it's just magic time," Snape said slowly. "How's the Occlumency class going?"

"Forget it, Snape kicked me out. That's why I came here early, but you weren't here." Harry shrugged, and he pursed his lips, "So what do I need to do?"

"Hold me." Snape floated in front of Harry, and the moment his words fell, he was hugged by Harry, and at the moment of contact, he took on color and fell to the ground, as if Become a real living person.

Harry held Snape's face in his hands, his black half-length hair fitting tightly between his fingers, and he stepped forward on tiptoes and kissed his lover.

"If your professor doesn't want to teach Occlumency, then we can teach ourselves." Snape pulled Harry back to the sofa.

"You mean we learn together." Harry blinked, realizing that Occlumency wasn't so obscure and difficult as an unconquerable peak, "Oh, Prince, we can indeed learn together, and maybe get twice the result with half the effort! "Now he has been exhausted by the divination class homework and lacks imagination, and he just needs to replenish his spirit.

So Harry reached out and grabbed Snape by the collar again, pinning him on the sofa and kissing him.

His tongue was numb from the kiss.

And Snape was still breathing calmly, staring at Harry's full, rosy lips, thinking maybe he should help Harry with his other subjects.

It was Thursday again, and Snape had been avoiding him for the past few days, not knowing what information he was looking for.When Harry asked him, he got only the answer of looking for Occlumency.

Occlumency again!He hadn't had a dream about the snake and Voldemort in a long time!Perhaps Voldemort had given up on hacking his brain? —Although it's very unlikely, Harry doesn't want to think that if Voldemort knew about his association with a Hogwarts ghost, Prince was his rib, and he couldn't let a ghost be involved in these terrible things. thing.

"So I still have to learn Occlumency." Harry exhaled, picking up his schoolbag and walking with Ron to the Potions classroom.

This class was not difficult for him - he and Prince had made this potion together, hand in hand to be precise.Harry blushed slightly at the thought of this, his hand and Prince's hand with distinct phalanges, Merlin on top!Those hands were beautiful, and he realized it now.

They've locked fingers many times.

Prince's hands are really good at handling those materials, and the way he made the potion, he was so absorbed in it as if he was injecting life into the potion, it was really a holy and mysterious ceremony.

Just when Harry was thinking about it, Snape, who was accompanied by dark clouds all the year round, walked into the classroom aggressively, and all the windows were closed.

The Gryffindors couldn't help but thump in their hearts. It seems that the old bat's mood today is thunder and lightning.