The day to become the final boss

On Christmas Day, most of the little wizards chose to leave school and go home for the holiday, while the professors and a few students chose to stay.

The great hall of Hogwarts was beautifully decorated, with holly and mistletoe hanging on the walls all around, and some softly shining balloons floating in the hall.The twelve tall fir trees provided by Hagrid were dressed up as Christmas trees, with ribbons, small shiny icicles, bells, shining five-pointed stars and other decorations hanging on the branches.Of course, there are also some hanging candles wrapped in golden magic bubbles.

The effect of magic makes the whole auditorium present a beautiful and dreamy scene.

The sumptuous Christmas feast allows the wizards to open their bellies, making lively noises, popping out smoke, ribbons, hats and even wizard color pack firecrackers with live small animals, adding a lot of joy to the festival.

Wan Mo looked at Principal Dumbledore at the guest table with a lady's hat with flowers on his head, and the half-giant who was holding an extra-large wine glass and blushing as he drank. He was so drunk that he even wore his hat on one side, giggling Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, who dances with a wand and dances like a stimulant, and performs all kinds of wonderful and gorgeous spell effects, Filch, who is rubbing his cat face, and the little wizard who eats Hesse...

Well, the only normal person in the whole hall was his Severus.

Of course, if you ignore the lizard in front of his dining table that keeps stuffing food into the bottomless pit next to it, and the bottomless sea urchin eaters that keep disappearing the food without a trace. ==

Just tonight, Harry Potter will put on the invisibility cloak lost by the Potter family 11 years ago, and start his unscrupulous night tour.

At midnight, the library.

Harry Potter was excited to wear the Invisibility Cloak. With this Invisibility Cloak, he could freely wander anywhere in Hogwarts without being discovered by the professor or Filch who was watching the night.

The library at night is dark and quiet, and looks a little gloomy.Little Potter was standing in the library, recalling the location of the Restricted Section, trying to find clues about the treasure under the trapdoor guarded by the three-headed dog on the fourth floor—the name that Hagrid had slipped out of. , Nicole Flamel.

The restricted section was at the back of the library, where it was even more eerie and dark, and Little Potter was moving towards it.

It was so quiet all around, Harry Potter could only hear his own footsteps and breathing.In the darkness and silence behind him, a white hand suddenly stretched out.It lightly touched the invisibility cloak, and the invisibility cloak swayed twice in dark waves like water waves.

Wan Mo stood in the dark, watching Little Potter's hand holding a lamp dangling towards the back of the library - I have to say that Little Potter is not as good as his father in this regard, James Potter has never been there When using the invisibility cloak to do bad things, he still carried a bright kerosene lamp.

Considering that even Filch's cat and Alastor Moody's fake eyes could see through the cloak, Wan Mote came here to seal the ability of the cloak.

Little Potter looked back, the darkness around him made his heart beat faster, and he always felt that something scary would pop out.He looked at the names of the banned books in horror, and pulled out one of them hesitantly—the moment he opened the book, the wicked Wan Mo tampered with it, and a painful face suddenly appeared on the opened book , making a high-pitched and continuous scream!

Harry Potter backed away with a white face, and knocked over the lamp next to him in a panic. The glass of the lampshade made a sound of breaking, and the lamp went out.To make matters worse, he heard footsteps in the corridor - it must be Filch!

Little Potter frantically inserted the closed book that was still screaming into the shelf, and ran away.

Not long after, Filch really came.The old Squib picked up the broken kerosene lamp that was forgotten by the little lion, shook it twice angrily, and cursed in a low voice, "Little bunnies, Christmas never stops!"

Then, Professor Snape, who was watching the night, also came, and Filch reported to him that there was a disobedient little brat who dared to swim in the restricted area at night.

"It's not far from the Restricted Section, we'll definitely catch him." Professor Snape's deep and silky voice made the poor savior's hair stand cold, and he squeezed through a door in a panic.

Beyond the door is the Mirror of Erised.

After a while, little Potter came out with red eyes, reluctantly, and returned to the Gryffindor Tower.

And Snape, who was looking for prohibited students with Filch, suddenly felt an invisible hand on his waist.

The Potions Professor was taken aback for a moment, and then said to Filch, "Argus, look over the corridor, I'll go this way—"

"What do you want, Mr. Moores?" Snape pulled the hand from his waist.Wan Mo's figure appeared.

"To show you something."

"What's worth interrupting my work in the middle of the night?"

"Old man Dumbledore's treasure." Wan Mo grabbed Snape's wrist and dragged him into the door.

I saw a huge mirror with a golden ornate frame placed in a room full of odds and ends.On the top of the border was written some fantastic words.

Snape stood in front of the mirror, and he saw that Irene and Lily, who had been dead for many years, appeared in the mirror.

His back was a little stiff.

They smiled softly at him.

"What did you see? It is said that everyone sees different things in the mirror." Wan Mo asked.

"Irene and Lily." Snape's throat was a little hoarse.

"Just them?"

Snape glanced at Wan Mo, and then saw that the figures in the mirror began to change, their images began to blur and distort, and then reshape, and finally turned into Mers - naked, with blurred eyes.

Rhythmically, Moers was moved up and down.

He panted silently, his seductive red lips opened and closed to reveal the bright red tongue inside, crystal clear beads of sweat gradually gathered from the graceful chin to the two swollen bright red spots on the ivory chest, and then went all the way It dripped down, spread over the slender and flexible waist, flat and charming belly, and finally submerged in a shameful place.

The pair of slender white legs were separated presumptuously and placed high on his lover's shoulders. Snape, who was also naked, was sweating freely, and leaned his hands beside the white and delicate skin, trying hard Squeezing the almost non-existent distance between the two, every time they straightened their backs and sprinted, the tightly connected part of their lower bodies went deeper, causing more rapid panting and unbearable excitement to overflow from the tempting lips. moan.

He pressed him tightly, licked away the saliva overflowing from the moist lips, stuffed his tongue into the seductive opening and closing, plundered more overflowing sweetness, and sucked the soft and creamy mouth in his mouth recklessly the bright red...

"Severus, Severus?"

The Potions Professor's breathing was already a little unsteady. He glanced at Moers, and then looked at the beautiful scene that was still going on in the mirror. For the first time, he thanked the big wizard robe from the bottom of his heart—this made Moore Stan couldn't see his awkward position, which had swelled to an appalling size.

Snape adjusted his mood and voice, and asked "What mirror is this?"

"Mirror of Erised... It is said that people can see the deepest and strongest desire in the heart." Wan Mo hesitated for a moment, "What did you see, Severus?"

"... something novel."

"Why do I feel a strange longing and suppression in your voice?"

Snape paused for a moment, his dark eyes flickered for a moment, and then he said in a hoarse voice full of eroticism, "--well, I just want to push you to the ground and tighten your waist , fuck you hard!"

Wan Mo ⊙_⊙!

Well, he thought he knew what Mr. Snape had seen in the mirror.

Maybe take this as an invitation?

Wan Mo decisively decided to go over and light another fire.

He stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Snape's waist so that their stomachs overlapped.

Even through the thick clothes and robes, one can clearly feel his towering and strong desire and faint heat.

He began to squeeze the huge thing skillfully and rhythmically.

The pleasure of the squeeze made Snape gasp for the first time, which turned into a rather erotic and suppressed sound when Moores' slender fingers slid into the panties.

Wan Mo's tongue licked Snape's panting thin lips, and he was in an extremely happy mood—maybe if he continued, and if he grasped the opportunity a little bit, he could get what he wanted?

Of course, delusion is beautiful, but reality is cruel—when Mr. Moores accidentally glanced at the mirror, a terrible darkness rolled out of the Mirror of Erised, and he trembled nervously like a Parkinson’s patient Get up, and let out a terrible "cracking" vibration.

The fire in Snape's eyes faded quickly.

He took a few deep breaths, held the hand in his underwear and bumped it hard a few times, then quickly pulled it out.

"... I suppose you said earlier that the mirror belonged to Dumbledore?"

"We can move on to another place - oh, dear Severus, it will take at least half an hour for you to be free." Mr. Moores licked the tip of his nose with his tongue rather shamelessly, continuing to seduce.

Snape gasped. He staggered back two steps, took another deep breath, and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the dark eyes had become cold and empty, without any emotion.

"I think - I have no problem. We can't let the Headmaster's baby go wrong can we?" Professor Snape smirked perfectly, turned and walked out of the room.

Wan Mo: "...".

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hell! ——I want to pick out the soul of the wizard who invented Occlumency and eat it alive! ! ! !