[HP] Guardian

When Snape went to the River Garden the next day, Harry's hands had returned to normal. Snape glanced at him and was not surprised, because if the little troll couldn't solve even this little problem, he wouldn't be able to solve it. Not fit to be in his potions room.

Harry felt a little helpless about his weird "little fun". He pretended to be obedient and went out with the old bat, and immediately laughed and held his owner's arm after Apparating.

"I miss you." Snape gave the silly troll a blank look, and let him pull him through the door.

Snape has been doing research during the holidays. There is a standard No. 4 crucible on the kerosene or alcohol stove, and only 100ml is used for experiments without wasting too much material.There is parchment on the operating table to record the reactions of each potion at each stage, and he has to write a paper to publish the collected information when he is free.

There were voluntary experimenters at the auction, and Snape made two pots of magic power growth potions.One pot is ready to enter the experimental stage, and the other pot is reserved for the base of the medicine, so that it can be adjusted according to the experiment.The other one that was going to be experimented with was for the sequelae of black magic, which was the prescription provided by Harry, on which Snape added his own ideas.In addition, this prescription gave Snape some inspiration and provided a base for eliminating Horcruxes, at least not as dazed as when he first learned about it.

"Sev, have you considered using the Sorcerer's Stone to stabilize the medicine?" Harry likes to lean on him, and in order to get the old bat used to physical contact, a certain fox turned two single chairs into sofas with ulterior motives. It is beautiful to say that there must be a sense of comfort in the home.So at this moment, a certain fox is lying on the owner's lap, with a bad image... staring at the owner's... writing.

Snape held the open book to the little troll's face, because a certain troll's eyes were very disturbing.

"I'm assuming your brain is not clogged with honey like our great Mr. Headmaster. You should know that the Philosopher's Stone is not summer rain." Dumbledore's Personal space was invaded, so Snape cursed the White Lord for his teeth decayed all the time.

"I don't mean the finished product." Harry hooked the book with his hand and poked his face out. "Everyone knows that only Nicole Flamel made the finished product."

"Hmph, semi-finished products with certain effects are not available in Diagon Alley." Snape lowered his eyes and stared at the troll who disturbed him from reading, "and each creator gives different content to his work, and the displayed The effect is also different, not all products can be docile for others to drive."

Snape thought the little troll would refute his "outsider" words, but a certain troll just stared at him intently with twinkling eyes.

"Oh! Honey, you are so knowledgeable." Snape gave him a somewhat unnatural look, because no one had ever praised him so bluntly, even though he was always at the top of the list of potions when he was a student, his existence Feelings have always been marginalized.

"Even though potions are now a separate subject, they also come from alchemy. I think it's common sense." Harry liked his awkward look, and happily put his arms around the other's waist, rubbing against the owner's arms , this movement similar to that of Agnima made Snape stiffen. After all, a certain troll is not in the form of a fox now. This kind of rubbing...Harry obviously realized why, but he pretended not to know in case the owner Angry from embarrassment, his innocent face is actually very happy in his heart.

"You should have seen that I have a semi-finished product, which is mainly to stabilize and speed up the fusion. Should we try our magic harmony?" Snape adjusted his sitting posture and seriously thought about the feasibility of this problem.Potions originally come from alchemy, and the support of alchemy circles is indispensable in the production of potions.He even knew that there were members of the Potions Association who were friends with the alchemist, and the works that could be blessed by the alchemist were better in quality, but using the Philosopher's Stone... there should be no one else except Nicole LeMayne.Because even if it is a semi-finished product, it is the lifeblood of an alchemist, and no one will borrow it unless he is capable of both alchemy and potion.

"I also propose. After all, the potion I'm researching now is related to my life. With the support of the Philosopher's Stone, it will take less time to brew the potion. I am looking forward to getting rid of the small problems in my head as soon as possible." Harry could see that the owner Excited by this, he lit another fire.

"Okay." Snape sighed, it was his duty to help the little troll solve the small problems in his head, but the little troll lent the Philosopher's Stone because he trusted him, and he felt inexplicably at ease.He has walked alone for too long, it’s not that he doesn’t expect someone to be with him, but every time he thinks he has company, he finds that it’s just a dream, too much pain makes him disappointed, and when he is disappointed, he is only tired , he has been able to bear loneliness because he has learned not to expect more.Until the giant monster dug a gap in his heart defense and squeezed in abruptly with the warmth of the opponent.

"Then come to Riverside Garden tomorrow." Snape nodded and stroked the little troll's messy hair and continued to read.

On the first morning meeting of the Order of the Phoenix holiday the next day, the Weasleys and Moody arrived early. Molly apologized for not being able to provide them with food during the holiday due to her busy family, but the little animals still chirped to express their excitement, because Summer training is about to begin.

Of course, the excitement stopped for a while when the old bat arrived, and Harry hurriedly got up and led him to the tea tasting area by the window to sit down, because they had a meeting later and there was no need to go upstairs.

"Have you eaten?" Snape replied with a soft acknowledgment, "Then have a cup of tea."

Harry took the cup from the shelf, went to the table and poured a cup of tea and scooped up a spoonful of milk and served it to him.Harry would never learn the cautiousness of Slytherin, his habit was noticed by Sirius, and Snape also noticed the sight of his former opponent, his heartbeat paused for a moment, but his face was calm Like nothing happened.

"You go to eat." Snape whispered, because of his arrival at the table, the tone of the table consciously lowered, and now the atmosphere of the entire restaurant fell.

"Okay." Harry finally realized that it was not good for him to be alone with Snape like this, so he nodded and returned to the dining table to continue his half-eaten breakfast.

Snape didn't stay in the incompatible atmosphere for long, Dumbledore arrived on time, and the two of them went into the conference room alone to communicate.After they had finished their breakfast, Dumbledore called Harry away again alone, and the little fox was handed over to Snape in the same way as usual.

Today's morning meeting is sparsely attended, and Dumbledore's priority today is not this. He only explained the tasks of the sitting, and will wait for the next big meeting to make adjustments.

After the meeting, he went upstairs with Snape, the fox in his pocket, and the big dog hanging behind him.Dumbledore wanted to talk to Regulus alone today. This was a request made by Regulus himself. Although Sirius wanted to stop him, he couldn't hold back his brother.

After Snape stopped by to check Regulus' condition and confirmed that he was recovering well, Mr. Owner and his fox entered the alchemy room.

The semi-finished piece of Philosopher's Stone has been suspended in the magic circle. After Harry fully controlled it, he also added new energy to make this semi-finished piece more suitable for his own use.

"Try to condense the magic power into silk and introduce it into the magic circle." Harry half-kneeled on the ground and added a few strokes to the original magic circle with a special red liquid, drawing a one-time magic circle. "It may be a bit uncomfortable, don't be nervous and calm down."

The principle of condensing magic power is the same as that of condensing memory, but it is more difficult to take out the condensed magic power from the body.Snape held the wand against his left hand, and it took a while for the magic power to condense into shape. A ray of pale golden magic power stuck to the tip of the wand, and he shook the wand to drop the magic power into the magic circle.

As the master, Harry's magic power protruded his claws from the Philosopher's Stone, hooking the outsider, and Harry concentrated on manipulating and guiding.Snape's sudden, heavy gasp startled him.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked hastily.

Snape thought that he would be greeted with a huge sense of oppression. He was mentally prepared to remind himself not to resist, but when he was surrounded by the magic power of the little trolls, he almost couldn't breathe. The feeling of suffocation... was not oppressive suffocation, but It's the comfort of being thrown into warm water with your whole body.The powerful magic entanglement easily caused the whole body to tremble.

Harry is used to the magic power released independently. Every trace of magic power released is an independent individual, just like manipulating a puppet. Harry only needs a superficial feedback, so there is no such big reaction as Snape.He soon felt the joy in the magic, and understood what was going on with the old bat.

He got up and walked in front of Snape, gently embraced the other's trembling body, and covered his lips.Snape lowered his eyes, and accepted the soothing deep kiss with his mouth slightly open, his meekness was unbelievable.

Although it would be difficult for Snape to refuse if it continued at this time, Harry had no such idea at all, and he respected the other party's feelings.So he just stroked the opponent's back, let the excitement brought by the fusion of magic power ease away, until Snape calmed down in his arms, he kissed the opponent's blood-red ear tip lightly, and hugged him tightly in arms.

"It's surprising that there will be magical fusion." Harry whispered in Snape's ear, "Are you okay?"

Snape's pale skin was flushed with embarrassment at the thought of what had just happened.That lingering kiss made people's heart beat endlessly, and the fusion of magic power was even more difficult to ignore... He only felt his throat was dry and hoarse, coughed lightly, and then replied in a low voice, "Nothing"

Harry knew that his mood had stabilized, and although he was reluctant to give up, he still backed away. He looked at the owner who was embarrassed to turn his face away, although he didn't show it on the face, but he was happy in his heart.

"Continue next time, take your time," Harry reassured.Neither of them mentioned the matter of magic fusion again, but Snape couldn't bear the baptism of fusion again today, and the magic power to control the Philosopher's Stone was not enough, so he had to continue next time.

Snape gave a soft acknowledgment, he was a little unnaturally at a loss, obviously he hadn't recovered from what he had done.

"Take a break, I'll ask you to eat at noon." Harry tentatively took the other's hand, Snape didn't refuse, and followed him to the bedroom.It wasn't until he was lying on the bed, and the little giant closed the door softly, that his brain started to work again, but soon the tiredness eroded, and he fell into sleep after a while.

Harry went downstairs to pour tea in the dining room, but was stopped by Molly in the kitchen.

"Harry, the O.W.Ls report card is here. They are waiting for you to open the letter in the garden." Harry nodded, and walked around into the garden with a cup.

"Hey! Dude, you're finally down." Ron waved his hand tremblingly, but his eyes kept staring at the letter on the table. His body was stiff, as if there was a stink bomb on the table.

"You can watch it first." Harry shrugged. When he was usually in the upper studio, unless the sky fell, the people in the room would generally not disturb him, because some advanced research is very prone to accidents.

"That's what I said just now, when we dismantled the N·E·W·Ts results, you were not as nervous." Fred spread his hands and teased, they didn't miss the exam because of the pink toad/toad, N·E·W· Ts' results arrived two days earlier than theirs, but he was clearly more interested in theirs.George put his hand on Fred's shoulder and raised his glass in agreement.

"No," Hermione said firmly, "it's always better to have one more person"

"Okay." Harry sat down beside Hermione helplessly, and went to get his letter.

"Oh...! You just dismantle it, no prayers," Fred said.

"Prayer should be said," George corrected.

"The result is already here, it's the same if you look at it early or late." Harry shook the letter paper to flatten it.

Except for History of Magic, which he had expected to get an A, the rest of the subjects were all O's.He put the report card on the table and continued drinking tea indifferently.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Xiao En'en passed the seven gates" the twins shouted from the side, and Ron, who was originally beaming, was so angry that he wanted to hit them.

"Hermione" Ginny called tentatively, "How are your grades?"

"I'm… fine," Hermione whispered.She glanced at Harry's report card spread out on the table and sighed.

It made me feel guilty that she only got a good grade after spending so much of Harry's efforts teaching them Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"Hermione, you are excellent, but our fifth grade defense teacher didn't give us a review for the exam, so...it's nothing." Harry understood what the emotion in her eyes meant, and quickly comforted him, "You are usually the best in training Yes, it’s my fault that I didn’t help you prepare for the exam.”

"It's not your problem." Hermione shook her head, "You don't know the test questions"

"Blame the pink toad, alas! Alas! I won't see her again next semester, just wait for N·E·W·Ts to pass with all honors," Ron persuaded with grinning teeth. Min rolled her eyes, but Hermione finally came out of her depressed mood, ate a biscuit as if nothing had happened, and glanced at Ron's grades again.

"Cough! Cough cough... your potion!" Hermione screamed unsure of herself.

"I didn't expect to get an O for potions in my lifetime. Thanks to Malfoy's make-up class, he just did the exam questions." Except for Defense Against the Dark Arts, the rest of the professors use their years of experience to review exams, so as long as they are not completely If you are not talented, you can basically pass, and the better students can basically get O.

Harry suddenly lost his focus. He could imagine the expression on the old Bat's face when he saw Ron in class next semester. It was so funny.

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