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After knowing what Prince needed, there were no doubts or other hesitant expressions on Harry's face, and he agreed to the matter very naturally.

"Don't worry, I'll bring you those books." Harry smiled.

Even though it was past 9 o'clock, Harry still didn't want to say goodbye to Prince so early. He took out an adventure novel from the bookshelf——The Room of Requirement is really amazing. In addition to potion materials and cauldrons, it can To create a book, unfortunately, the book that Prince needs cannot be directly produced.And these books on the bookshelves are a bit like those pastime books on the bookshelves in the Gryffindor lounge, but is the style of this room clearly Slytherin style, or are the pastime books the same everywhere?

Harry waved the question away, and he spread the book, cast a Levitation Charm, and read it with Prince - yet his friend seemed to scoff at such unreliable adventure fiction.

Prince must be the sort of nerd who likes practical books. —It's kind of like Hermione.

"Come and read with me for a while, there are no other books here. Next time I bring some books over and we can read together." Harry said to Snape in an affectionate tone.

Snape frowned, he was pretty sure that with the unreliable Gryffindors, the books Potter brought would not please him nine times out of ten.But what other options does he have now? ——He appeared in a ghost state, unable to touch anything, and now the only medium he can rely on to contact the real world is this stupid Potter.

"Then we've made a deal." Harry raised the corners of his mouth cheerfully, and secretly planned to bring his new subscription to the Quidditch magazine tomorrow.

Good things should be shared with friends.

Another hour later, Harry folded what he saw, closed the book, put it back on the shelf, and said goodbye to his friend as he left the Room of Requirement.

He was walking in the corridor, surrounded by silence, and he didn't hear the footsteps of the night watchman professor. Just when he was about to step on the stairs to the Gryffindor tower, he stopped suddenly.

Since he had already promised Prince that he would go to the restricted area of ​​the library to get some books for him, why not go now?

Thinking of this, Harry withdrew his feet and turned to walk down the stairs. Of course, he didn't forget to take out the Invisibility Cloak he was carrying with him from his pocket. ——By the way, who is the night watch professor tonight?

Harry, who had already reached the fifth floor, still couldn't think of today's night watch professor, but today is Saturday, no professor would watch the night at this time, right? —Professors have weekends too.

Thinking of this, Harry convinced himself, took out his wand and cast an Unlocking Charm on the locked lock on the library door. After hearing a sound of the latch snapping open, Harry pushed the door open and tightened his grip. Invisibility cloak - no one will see him, it's the best invisibility cloak in all of England.

Harry was fully prepared, he tiptoed around in front of the bookshelves, and went straight to the deepest restricted section.

Fumbling forward in the darkness, the glasses on the bridge of his nose were completely useless, and he almost knocked off the books on the bookshelf-Harry touched the bridge of his nose, and he held back his voice.

Fortunately, he arrived at the restricted book area without any danger. Without night vision, he looked at the dark bookshelf dumbfounded, so he raised his magic wand, but he didn't dare to use fluorescent flashes, so he could only rely on the meager light from the tip of the wand. Books according to the past.

It took about ten minutes. Fortunately, he didn't need to take photos of all the books. He found the few books Prince needed.

Just as he was holding the book and was about to return the same way, he bumped into a fleshy wall with his night vision still disabled, "Ow!" Harry screamed, he took a step back and rubbed the bridge of his sore nose, he helped Started the book that had slid down in his hand, and looked up at the person coming.

"Night tours and stealing books, it seems that the closing time of the library needs to cater to the needs of golden boys, doesn't it? Even the restricted area can't stop our great savior, Gryffindor, 30 points deducted." Snape The sound was like ice edges on the windows outside the house, icy cold and biting.

With a flash of fluorescent light, Snape was extremely relieved by the frightened look on Harry's face.

He held out his hand to Harry blankly.

Harry realized that Snape was trying to confiscate his book.

"No, you can't do that!" Harry yelled at Snape, stepping back, trying to hide the book behind him.

But Snape was faster than him, and he said a spell that seemed to prick Harry's hand, and the books floated into Snape's hands.

"Obviously I have the right, not to mention that this is the book you stole." Snape showed a hypocritical sneer, he glanced at the name on the book in his hand, his cheeks tightened suddenly.

"No!" Harry held out his hand intent on getting his books back, books his friend needed and now they were taken by the old bat - how sad Prince would be if he didn't get them back ah!

"Attack the professor, 10 points will be deducted from Gryffindor, and report to Filch tomorrow, I hope cleaning the corridors can consume your extra energy." Snape said coldly, "Now, you should go back to the dormitory, of course if If you hoped the Gryffindor house points would be up tonight, you would."

Harry slumped his shoulders, he had lost enough points tonight, he couldn't beat Snape.

"I'm going back now." He gritted his teeth resentfully, glaring at Snape.

He will never give up!

He will think of a way tonight, he will get these books back!

Snape watched Harry go away, and he followed until he watched the energetic Gryffindor disappear up the stairs leading to Gryffindor Tower.

He turned and walked down the stairs to the Slytherin cellar with the confiscated books.

The office door closed automatically, and Snape walked towards his desk, ignoring the pearly white translucent boy standing in front of it.

He'd stopped asking the boy where he'd been—probably fooling around with Potter.

What is the charm of Porter that he is willing to spend time on him when he is young?He couldn't figure it out, from his hot-eyed looks to his nondescript grades and impulsive personality, there was nothing about Potter worth wasting his time on.

"The books you want." Snape put the books collected from Potter on the table.

Snape looked at the books on the table, the covers were indeed the ones he needed, and he accidentally glanced at him in this time and space sitting behind the desk.

He shouldn't meddle in his affairs, so what's going on now?

Snape reached for the book after only one question.

In fact, he who was supposed to be in a ghost state did pick up the books and hugged them up. ——He was able to touch the things he touched in this time and space, but unfortunately, this state lasted less than 24 hours.

"Then please touch these books every day from now on until I can get out of this terrible future." Snape said indifferently, the man in front of him regarded him as a trouble, and he might as well regard him as a thorn in his side, if not for him If so, then he can physically appear here instead of such a ghost state that can't touch anything.

He turned around and took the books to the study room, trying to minimize contact with him in this time and space, and he didn't have the habit of spreading his life out in front of strangers—even another older self.

Tomorrow he would go to Harry again and tell him he didn't need to find books for him.

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