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"Harry, why haven't you returned these two days?" Ron found Harry yawning when he walked to the door of the hall. He trotted over and found the red mark on Harry's neck with his sharp eyes, and swallowed it Going to say something.

Merlin's fiery red lips!Looks like his brother had a hot weekend, no wonder he wanted to go back to the dorm!

Ron was suddenly a little envious, but when he thought of Lavender, who was only satisfied with himself, the envy value dropped again. He felt that the stickiness of Lavender was a little too much for him now, and he didn't want to be surrounded by him for 24 hours. Girlfriend control!

"Good morning, Ron." After yawning, Harry gave Ron a strange look, and they walked towards the Gryffindor table together.

When he went back on Saturday, he naturally went back to the Room of Requirement with Prince, but as a result, he couldn't go back once the door was closed!

Ghost's physical strength is really endless.

Harry sat on the long table and kept rubbing his waist with his hands. He just felt lazy all over, like a deformed mud monster that could spread on the ground at any time.

And Prince's medicine is really very easy to use, not to mention the pain, all the muscle soreness after long-term exercise has disappeared.

No wonder they fucked that bed night after night.

Harry touched his neck, he seriously suspected that Prince must have been secretly reading a book!Originally, he could only bite with his teeth, but now he can actually suck - he didn't want to recall the bruises on his body when he looked in the mirror.He also stared at the two motherly pink ones on his chest.

Thinking of this, Harry gritted his teeth with hatred, he just now realized that there was such a mother in that place, it was actually a fan - he didn't think about anything!

Just when he rubbed his neck and mourned that his boyfriend who had just come out of the oven and turned positive not long ago turned out to be white on the inside and dark on the inside, his hands froze and he kept covering his neck.

"Harry, what's the matter with you?" Hermione naturally noticed the stiffness of her friend when she came, and she looked at his hand covering his neck curiously, "Did you get bitten by a mosquito? There is a kind of volcanic mosquito that is winter Infested, they can spread a hallucinogenic disease, and winter should not be taken lightly."

Hermione's words gave Harry a step down, so he put down his hand covering his neck, "Ah, that's right!" He ground his back molars, picked up the knife and fork on the dining table, and vigorously cut the fried egg.

He actually forgot to put a neglect spell on his neck!Prince didn't remind him either!He wouldn't appreciate it if he stayed up all night doing his homework for him - ghosts don't need sleep themselves!

Hermione also saw the fresh red marks on Harry's neck. The red marks were silently telling them that their friends didn't do anything good last night!

After one day's lessons, Harry came to the gloomy cellar again, proficiently pronouncing the password to the snake-shaped handle.

"I can't see that you are so interested in Occlumency. There are still 5 minutes left before class. Tsk tsk, if you can put your interest in other subjects, it's a pity that you don't." Snape said in a strange way, his figure It was as if a shadow floated from the potion refining room, startling Harry.

"Five points deducted from Gryffindor for trespassing in the professor's office during non-class hours."

Harry had to deduct points for Snape's finding faults before he could understand clearly, and there were still five years of blood and tears in a few months.

"But professor, you are not satisfied if you come early or late, so when should I come?" Harry replied bluntly.

"Take your class on the stipulated time. This is a simple truth that every student knows, but we have to understand that Mr. Potter is not in this scope. After all, the great savior always wants to be different." Snape smirked Then, those slightly purplish thin lips outlined a very ironic arc.

Harry was so angry that he almost rushed to punch him, but he held back.

"Professor, should we start today's class?"

"There are still three minutes before your class starts." Snape walked behind his desk, "But we can also start your class earlier, after all, the Savior always has some privileges to bring his powerless old professors to their knees at the bottom of his trousers."

He looked at Harry with a half-smile, his indifferent eyes seemed to remind Harry of the same cold snake-shaped handle when he came in earlier.Those black eyes were like the two ominous black mist that had been chasing him in his nightmares, and Harry felt a chill down his back.

Snape pointed Harry as if giving charity to the small bench and small round table in the corner, far away from him, right next to the door.

Harry walked over and found an English dictionary on the table, and he dropped the brick-thick dictionary in his hand angrily.

"what is this?"

"I have to say, Potter, your handwriting is so ugly that you can't believe it's English, and when you can write the same handwriting as the last two assignments, I have to deceive myself into thinking This is your own homework." Snape floated two pieces of parchment from the pile of marked homework, causing them to float in front of Harry.

They were all marked O, and Harry knew that Prince deserved that mark.

"I admit, I didn't write this." Harry pursed his lips.

"Gryffindor deducted 20 points for each homework, so now can you make up for your poor fooled professor with the first two homework?" Snape's eyes were almost breathing fire angrily, even though he was breathing fire. It is also a submerged volcano under the sea.

Naturally, he noticed the extremely eye-catching red mark on Harry's fair neck as soon as he entered the door, which seemed to remind him of something.These two little bastards have never done anything good together!