[HP] The Curse of Harry Potter and Slytherin

"The properties of moonstone allow it to neutralize the toxicity of most medicinal materials...and the restless medicinal properties...so it is an excellent—"

Facing the blackboard, Snape was writing on the blackboard, his face was gloomy, his tone was flat, his tone was as cold and emotionless as usual, but he couldn't control the strength in his hand, and broke a piece of chalk with a snap.

He picked up another one as if nothing had happened, and continued to write on the blackboard.

"—Neutralizer, you will find that many potions that you will learn to prepare in the next period of time will need to use it—"

Yes-over-no-over!

For the ten thousandth time, Snape couldn't bear it and roared fiercely in his heart, trying to ignore the scorching sight from a certain corner of the classroom from time to time, he was almost uncomfortable.

He'd thought that was the end of it since he had kicked Harry Potter out of his office the last time.Harry Potter needed to calm down, and he himself needed a little time to get his heart back to its calm state.

He thought that he would not see the boy in front of him for a long time, and he could turn a blind eye even during class——

But now he felt that he was still thinking too simply. The little giant's face was thicker than the city wall, and his psychological recovery ability was absolutely top-notch!

In the past three days, he still looked depressed, with heavy dark circles on his face, but this morning he looked happy, and he became full of energy again, and he followed him back and forth with bright eyes, with a look on his face. Nympho!

Snape once again glanced at the green-eyed boy from the corner of his eyes, who seemed to be obediently lowering his head to listen to the class, but raised his head from time to time to look at him quietly with obsessive eyes, and then lowered his head as if no one had noticed, as sweet as eating candy He secretly smirked, his lungs were about to explode with anger.

"Now," Snape felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, he threw down the chalk with a dark face, tapped his wand on the blackboard, and the complete formula automatically appeared on the blackboard, "start to prepare the separation potion I just mentioned, I want to remind you - we need to use it in many of the next lessons, so -" He looked around the classroom coldly, everyone who made eye contact with him lowered their heads in fear, "I ask you Stay absolutely focused, and if anyone is looking around, half-hearted... let me out."

Everyone began to bow their heads and get busy. Snape strode off the podium, his black robes brought a gust of wind, and the anger in his eyes was ready to come out. No one dared to look up at him, except——

He went straight to Harry, and the boy opened his mouth slightly to watch him show his power, with pure admiration and fascination in his eyes, almost drooling.

"Potter! Damn you—what the hell are you mad about?"

Snape gritted his teeth tightly, moved his lips slightly, and growled viciously almost silently.

"No... nothing, Professor, nothing." Harry shook his head wildly, blushed and looked away, and began to slice the mandrake root into pieces.

What the hell is it called? !

Snape took a deep breath in order not to strangle him impulsively.

He caught a glimpse of Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger on the left and right, both of whom noticed the movement here, looking at Harry in surprise, then at him carefully, then at Harry...

Snape inhaled, exhaled, inhaled again...

"The great savior Potter seems to think that his level of pharmaceuticals is unparalleled in the world, but in my opinion, these things you deal with are a pile of useless garbage, so... clean it up!"

Snape swung his wand with a gloomy face and instantly emptied all the materials on Harry's desk. Seeing the boy stop in a daze, he felt that he had finally let out a breath of anger.

He glanced at Harry in relief, turned around and returned to the podium with a cold snort.

The Slytherins were all familiar with it. Everyone knew that Professor Snape hated Potter the most, so it would be strange not to find fault with him.

The Gryffindors were all very angry, because Snape seemed to have gone too far. Before finding fault with Harry, he had to find some reason first, but now he just went straight to it because he didn't like it.

Harry didn't feel very depressed, he just felt joyful looking at Snape's black figure now.

When he returned to the dormitory that day, he was really sad, and he cried bitterly on the pillow and under the quilt.But then he picked himself up, and if I go down like this, I'll just kill Snape, it won't help matters at all!Harry thought to himself, wiping away tears.

He tried hard to clear his mind, all he thought was to protect Snape, and Voldemort must not see any information from him that would expose Snape!The firmness of will allowed him to make rapid progress. Just this morning, Harry tried again and again, and finally confirmed with excitement that he really completely mastered the method of emptying his mind!

But this is just the beginning, the most he can do now is to clear his brain to prevent Voldemort from peeking at his memory while sleeping, which is still under the protection of Hogwarts.But Snape needed to make direct eye contact with Voldemort, before Voldemort could perceive that he was resisting his invasion...Harry felt more and more that Snape was really powerful.

In short, once the thought of liking arises, it is like a prairie fire, and Harry suddenly feels that Snape thinks as much as he likes.

Snape's appearance began to become handsome. He looked so handsome when he waved his wand, and even his collar, which was always tightly buttoned, was full of abstinence and temptation.

And... Snape must have liked him too!Otherwise, why do you always look at him with such gentle eyes?

Although falling in love with a man was not within his expectations, Harry found that he had no resistance to falling in love with Snape now.

It was the first time he had grown up and felt that liking someone was such a wonderful thing.

Hermione and Ron would be very surprised, and it would be even more difficult for Sirius... But it's human!Now that they were no longer fighting to the death when they met, Harry thought it was a good development.

Harry thought about it with gusto, his thoughts drifting further and further away.

After class, Snape strode back to the cellar, only to find Harry Potter following him.Snape quickened his pace irritably, and Harry ran after him, and started calling him.

"Teach...Professor! Professor Snape!"

Snape turned a deaf ear and quickly opened the door to return to the office.

But his movement to close the door was caught by Harry's foot.

"Professor Snape! Sir!"

Snape narrowed his eyes, with a dangerous killing intent, and said in the most indifferent tone: "Savior Potter, it seems that I said that you are forbidden to appear in my office until you learn to close your brain. Did the words fall on deaf ears?"

"But . . . I learned! Sir! I—"

Harry blushed with excitement and looked at him with twinkling eyes.

Snape looked away immediately, "If you're lying..."

"I'm not lying! I really learned! Professor..." Harry pushed the door cautiously, "Can I go in?"

Snape frowned at him, hesitated, and turned to let him in.

"Very well, let's check it out then."

"Legislasia!"

"Legislasia!"

"Legislasia!"

After using Legilimency several times in a row, Snape didn't get any useful information from Harry's mind. He finally believed that Harry really had mastered the method of emptying his mind.

"Well, sir? I'm not lying, am I?" Harry looked at him anxiously.

Harry's clear green eyes looked at him without blinking, and Snape felt an unspeakable throbbing in his heart. He coughed, turned his face away and said indifferently, "It seems so."

A wide smile appeared on Harry's face, and he looked at Snape eagerly, "Then...then...sir..."

"What do you want to say?"

"Well... sir, I... can I still come to class?"

"I thought you'd already learned that," Snape said impatiently.

"Ah... I think Occlumency is very useful, I want to continue my studies...to learn...that...be proficient! That...I...sir, I, I, I will be an adult after my birthday in July next year! Deng Professor Breddow told me that in the wizarding world, you are considered an adult at 17! Then one year later I... I will graduate!"

Snape looked at him strangely, "What are you trying to say?"

Harry grabbed the hem of his clothes nervously, and took a deep breath, "My parents left me a lot of inheritance, when we graduate, we...we are no longer a teacher-student relationship, if...I...I can buy a House...I will join the Order of the Phoenix...Professor Dumbledore will definitely approve! We can continue to fight against Vol...You-Know-Who..."

Snape's face became more and more strange.

Bravery...the most precious quality in Gryffindors is bravery!

"Professor...I...will you stay with me when I'm an adult?" Harry closed his eyes and said loudly in a loud voice.

There was silence in the cellar.Snape was really shocked by his words this time.

"Get out." After reacting, he carried Harry outside without saying a word.

"Teach...Professor! Think about it!" Harry struggled, his green eyes watering, "I mean it! I really mean it!"

But he was thrown out of the cellar by Snape, and the door slammed shut in front of him.

"Professor! Professor! Professor Snape!" Harry knocked on the door, but Snape inside the door did not move.

"Alas..." Even though he knew that Snape would definitely not agree...Harry stood helplessly for a while, dejectedly, and walked away step by step.

It seems that his emotional journey really has a long way to go...