"The characteristic of moonstone allows it to neutralize the toxicity of most herbs … and agitated medicinal properties … so it is an excellent —" Snape scribbled on the blackboard with a gloomy face. His tone was flat and emotionless as usual, but he couldn't control his strength and broke a piece of chalk with a "snap".

He picked up another piece of chalk as if nothing had happened and continued to write on the blackboard. "— Neutralizing agent. You'll find that you'll need it for many of the potions you'll be learning to make in the coming days —"

"Is — it — over?!"

Snape roared in his mind for the 10,000th time. He tried his best to ignore the burning gaze from a certain corner of the classroom, but he felt uncomfortable all over.

Ever since he chased Harry Potter out of his office, he thought that was the end of it.

Harry Potter needed to calm down, and he also needed some time to let his heart return to its tranquil state.

He thought that he wouldn't see the boy in front of him for a long time, and he could even ignore him in class. But now, he felt that he was too naive. The boy's skin was thicker than a city wall, and his psychological resilience was definitely top-notch!

Three days ago, he was still depressed and had heavy dark circles under his eyes. But this morning, his face was full of joy, and he was full of energy again. Furthermore, his eyes were shining as he followed him around, looking like a love-struck fool!

Snape glanced at the boy again from the corner of his eyes. The boy seemed to be listening to the class with his head down, but in fact, he would raise his head from time to time and glance at Roland with infatuated eyes. Then, he would lower his head again and secretly giggle as if he had eaten candy. Roland was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

"Now," Snape felt that he couldn't stand it anymore. He put down the chalk with a dark face and knocked on the blackboard with his wand. The complete formula automatically appeared on the blackboard. "Start making the Separation Potion I just talked about. I want to remind you that we'll need it in many of the following classes, so —" He looked around the classroom coldly, and everyone who made eye contact with him lowered their heads in fear. "I want you to be absolutely focused. If anyone is looking around or distracted... get out."

Everyone lowered their heads and busied themselves. Snape strode down from the podium, his black robe fluttering in the wind. His eyes were filled with anger and no one dared to raise their heads to look at him, except — he walked straight to Harry's side. The boy's mouth was slightly open as he watched Snape show off his power. His eyes were filled with pure admiration and infatuation, and he was almost drooling.

"Potter!

Damn you — what the hell are you doing? "Snape gritted his teeth and his lips moved slightly. He almost soundless.

"No … Nothing, Professor, nothing."

Harry shook his head wildly, blushed, averted his eyes, and began to cut the roots of the mandrake into slices.

What the hell is this called nothing?!

Snape took a deep breath to prevent himself from choking Roland impulsively.

He caught a glimpse of Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger on his left and right. They were looking at Harry in surprise, then at him carefully, and then at Harry...

Snape inhaled, exhaled, and inhaled again...

"The great savior Potter seems to think that his pharmaceutical skills are unparalleled in the world, but in my opinion, these things you are dealing with are a pile of useless garbage, so... clean them up!"

Snape waved his wand with a gloomy face, instantly clearing all the materials on Harry's table. When he saw the boy stop what he was doing, he felt that he had finally vented his anger.

He looked at Harry with satisfaction, snorted, and turned back to the podium.

The Slytherin were not surprised. Everyone knew that Professor Snape hated Potter the most. It would be strange if he did not find fault with him.

The Gryffindor were very angry because Snape seemed to have gone overboard. In the past, he would find a reason to find fault with Harry, but now he did not like him and directly attacked him.

Harry, on the other hand, did not feel dejected. He looked at Snape's black silhouette and was filled with joy.

When he returned to the dormitory that day, he was very sad. He lay on the pillow and covered himself with the quilt and cried.

But later, he pulled himself together. If I continue to be depressed like this, I will only kill Snape. It will not help at all!

Harry thought to himself as he wiped away his tears.

He tried to clear his mind, thinking that he must protect Snape. He must not let the Lord Voldemort see any information from him that would expose Snape!

His strong will helped him make rapid progress. Just this morning, Harry tried again and again, and finally excitedly confirmed that he had completely mastered the method of emptying his brain!

But this was only the beginning. At most, he could only clear his mind to prevent the Lord Voldemort from peeking at his memories when he was sleeping, and this was under the protection of the Hogwarts.

Snape, on the other hand, had to make direct eye contact with the Lord Voldemort without letting the Lord Voldemort know that he was resisting his invasion … Harry was more and more impressed with Snape.

In short, once the thought of liking arose, it was like a prairie fire. Harry suddenly felt that Snape was good no matter how he looked at it.

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

And … Snape must like him a lot!

Otherwise, why would he always look at him with such gentle eyes?

Although falling in love with a man was not within his expectations, Harry found that he did not resist falling in love with Snape at all.

For the first time in his life, he felt that liking someone was such a beautiful thing.

Hermione and Ron would definitely be very surprised, and Sirius would be even more difficult … But there was always a way!

Now that they no longer had to fight to the death when they met, Harry felt that this was a good development. If it really did not work out, he could run between the two …

Harry thought happily, and his thoughts were getting further and further away.

After class, Snape strode back to the cellar, only to find that Harry Potter had been following behind him.

Snape quickened his pace in annoyance, and Harry also ran behind him and began to call out to him.

"Prof … Professor!

Professor Snape! "

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

But as he closed the door, he was stopped by Harry's foot, which had reached in.

"Professor Snape!

Sir! "

Snape narrowed his eyes with a dangerous murderous look, and said in the coldest tone, "Savior Potter, I seem to have said that before you learn how to seal your brain, you are not allowed to appear in my office. Are you ignoring my words?"

"But … I learned it!

Sir!

I — "Harry was so excited that his face turned red, and his eyes sparkled as he looked at him.

Snape immediately looked away. "If you are lying …"

"I am not lying!

I really learned it!

Professor … "Harry carefully pushed the door open." Can I come in? "

Snape frowned and looked at him. He hesitated for a moment, but still turned around and let him in.

"Very well, then let's test it."

…

"Mind Retrieval!"

"Mind Retrieval!"

"Mind Retrieval!"

…

After using Mind Retrieval several times, Snape didn't get any useful information from Harry's brain. He finally believed that Harry had really mastered the method to empty the brain.

"How is it, Sir?

I didn't lie, right? "Harry looked at him eagerly.

Harry's clear green eyes stared at him without blinking. Snape's heart throbbed indescribably. He coughed, turned his face away, and said coldly, "It seems so."

Harry's face broke into a big smile, and he looked at Snape eagerly. "Then … Then … Sir …"

"What do you want to say?"

"Um … Sir, can … can I still come to class?"

"I thought you had already learned it." Snape said impatiently.

"Ah … I think the Brain Sealing Spell is very useful. I want to further my studies … learn … that … more proficient!

That … I … Sir, I, I will be an adult after my birthday in July next year!

Professor Dumbledore told me that in the wizarding world, seventeen is considered an adult!

Then in a year, I … I will graduate! "

Snape looked at him strangely and coldly. "What are you trying to say?"

Harry nervously pulled the corner of his clothes and took a deep breath. "My parents left me a lot of inheritance. When I graduate, we … we will no longer be teachers and students. If … I … I can buy a house … I will join the Phoenix Society … Professor Dumbledore will definitely approve!

We can continue to fight the Fu … Mystery together … "

Snape's expression became more and more strange.

Bravery … Gryffindor's most precious quality was bravery!

"Professor … I … When I become an adult, can you be with me?" Harry closed his eyes and said loudly.

There was silence in the cellar.

Snape was really shocked by his words this time.

"Get out." After he came back to his senses, he grabbed Harry and walked out without saying another word.

"Prof … Professor!

Think about it! "Harry struggled, his green eyes watery." I'm serious!

I'm really serious! "

But he was still thrown out of the cellar by Snape, and the door closed in front of him with a "bang".

"Professor!

Professor!

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

"Sigh …" Even though he knew that Snape would not agree … Harry stood there helplessly for a while, then left dejectedly, looking back every few steps he took.