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"Is Headmaster Dumbledore unwilling to see me?"

Harry asked suddenly, talking to himself.

Ron, who was sitting next to Harry, was stuffing sliced ​​bread with jam into his mouth. He choked on his friend's question, so he immediately poured pumpkin juice into his mouth and beat his chest. Only then will the clogged bread be stuffed down.

"Cough, you, why do you think so?" He thumped several times before he opened his mouth, his face still showing the aftermath he had finally swallowed and the surprise at Harry's soliloquy. It made his face huddle together, which was very funny.

"I haven't seen Dumbledore since the beginning of school, and when I wanted to go to the headmaster when the DA club application was submitted, he avoided me, and when Hermione wrote to him instead, Dumbledore replied! "Harry said at this moment that his shoulders drooped uncomfortably.

"Maybe he's just busy." Ron shrugged, he didn't think this kind of thing was important, "Dumbledore doesn't need to see us, we have nothing important, Umbridge is gone!"

"It's very important." After drinking the milk in one gulp, Harry put the glass back on the table heavily, with a bang, he got up and grabbed the shoulder strap of his schoolbag and left.

The scar on his forehead was somehow connected to Voldemort, and because it broke his wedding vows to Prince!Prince said it was a soul-bound wedding vow.In other words, something is wrong with his soul.But he didn't feel any discomfort, maybe it was just a problem at the soul level but it had little to do with his soul?

Anyway, Dumbledore asked Snape to teach him Occlumency - because of the scar on his forehead, and Voldemort was able to hack into his brain and manipulate his dreams through this connection.So could he also be able to "see" through his eyes - Harry dismissed this guess in his mind, if Voldemort could "see" what he saw through his eyes, then something must have happened to Snape .

But Professor Dumbledore didn't know that Voldemort could only manipulate his dreams.Then it can be guessed that Dumbledore was worried that Voldemort would use him to spy on the secrets of the Order of the Phoenix, so he refused to see him. At the same time, he arranged a lot of tasks for Sirius so that he was too busy to use the double-sided mirror to contact him. ——It wasn't that he was with Prince every day and didn't have time to contact Sirius.

Harry walked briskly, he was aimless, maybe his destination was the classroom of the first class - anyway, the direction was the same.

At this moment, Snape, who came out of the cellar, met the preoccupied Harry at the stairs.

When his eyes touched the famous lightning-shaped scar, his pupils shrank and froze there for a moment, and his sense of crisis made him deterred—there was a piece of the Dark Lord's soul under the scar!

Snape had changed his mind, not sure if the Dark Lord was spying on Potter through his connection to Potter.There is indeed a risk, and he doesn't need to rashly verify this risk at this time.

Harry's eyes lit up the moment he saw Snape, and when he saw the old bat turn around, he rushed to the stairs on the first floor and grabbed his cloak. "Snape, Professor," he almost forgot to add, "Professor, can I have a chat with you? It's about Occlumency."

Hermione was right, Dumbledore must have enough trust in Snape to teach him Occlumency.

Then he can try to trust him too, right?For Prince's sake.Harry's gaze shifted to Snape's expressionless face that seemed desperately trying to strangle him because he was being grabbed, and the trust that surged in his heart suddenly dropped by more than half.

His prince will definitely not be like this in 20 years!

"Let go, Potter!" Harry let go of Snape's fierce glare.

"10 points deducted from Gryffindor, the professor is not your personal nanny on call, Potter, I hope your memory is good enough to remember that your title of savior doesn't work here." Snape snorted coldly, He waved his hand as if to shake off some contagious germ, and was about to ignore Harry and leave.

"Professor, it's because of the scar on my forehead that Dumbledore doesn't want to see me, right?" Harry couldn't help but yelled.

Here's the stairs, and luckily it's empty now.

Snape stopped immediately. He turned around and strode up to Harry, put a soundproof spell around them, dragged him away from the stairs, walked around the corner, and let go.

"Who told you about the scar on your forehead?" When referring to the scar, Snape seemed to have been stung by a bee's tail sting, his voice hissed like a snake slapping its tail, and his eyes narrowed. Looking at Harry, there seemed to be an ominous glint in the dim light.

The idiot wouldn't have told Potter about the Dark Lord's soul tablet embedded in the scar on his forehead.Snape's Occlumency was rapidly armed, and then his mind turned rapidly.

"No one." Harry said calmly.

"So I'm right, there's something wrong with the scar on my forehead." He nodded.

Snape's eye twitched as he realized that Potter probably didn't know that he had a piece of other soul embedded in his soul.This is really good!He was cheated!Potter's audacity is backed up, who gave him - the answer to this question is self-evident.

"You have 10 minutes, for which Gryffindor will deduct 10 points." Snape crossed his arms, showing a gesture of refusal.

This old bastard doesn't forget to deduct points at this time!Harry was almost smoking with anger at him.

"Dumbledore actually told you about the scar on my forehead!" Harry didn't dare to answer, he took a deep breath, "Can you solve the little problem on my forehead?"

"No," Snape said indifferently, he was extremely impatient, "Potter, if there is a way, Dumbledore will solve your so-called small problems for you in the first place, instead of asking me to waste it on you My precious time to teach you."

"Wait, that's not what Dumbledore told you." Harry only felt that Snape's attitude was very familiar, and he seemed to have seen it in someone—someone who said something like this: [-]% true and [-]% false The real ones.Including that he hasn't revealed his real name until now!

And—Harry thought for a moment about the source of Prince's potion ingredients, and when they were dating—he would really make excuses for Prince, Snape was his greatest resource, whether it was Clothes or gold Galleons or potion ingredients, is it not easy to take your own?

"Could it be you and Prince cooperating to lie to me!" Harry's eyes widened, and he raised his index finger and pointed at Snape, with a face of accusation.

"Potter, not everyone has a unique eye for you..." Snape gave Harry a disgusted look, as if looking at a piece of garbage.

"That young you really has a unique vision, I take this as a compliment." Harry responded indifferently.Of course Prince would not lie to him, he was afraid that he had been terrified that he would find out the relationship between him and Snape.

Now he added another weight, he was very familiar with the young Snape.There is only a 20-year gap between the two, and how much can a person change in 20 years?

Snape frowned, he only felt his forehead buzzing, maybe he needed to get some cold medicine, after all, the source of the virus was right in front of him.

Students have come out of the auditorium one after another, and the corridors are beginning to fill up with people.

"Ten minutes up." Snape turned away from Harry bluntly, as if ignoring him completely.In Harry's eyes, there was quite a sense of déjà vu.

"Professor, you haven't put me in confinement yet." Harry grabbed Snape's sleeve and met Snape's eyes, emerald green eyes full of provocation.

"Ten points deducted from Gryffindor for stopping the professor for you. Confinement at six o'clock tonight." Snape pulled back his cuffs impatiently as he spoke, and strode towards the cellar.

His lesson plans are still on the desk.Snape's face darkened, and his back was like a moving black cloud, which seemed to be mixed with lightning and thunder.

So Snape knew about Prince, and he knew about their relationship.After thinking for a while, Harry carried his schoolbag and ran towards the classroom of the first class.

A moment of silence for the students whose first class this morning was Potions, Harry thought disinterestedly, using Occlumency to save himself the headache of thinking about the complexities of two Snapes, one big and one big. .

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