"Who wants to see me peel off the slug's pants!"

Jaime's voice echoed under the Hogwarts trees, and laughter rang out all around him.

However, Harry would never know if Jaime had actually taken off Snape's pants, and although Harry was still expecting it, Harry suddenly felt a huge force grabbing his body.

A hand gripped his arm tightly, as tight as a pair of iron tongs.

Harry turned his head in pain to see who was capturing him, and then, as he shuddered in horror, a fully grown Snape standing beside him, his face pale with rage.

"Isn't it fun?" Harry felt himself rise into the air, the summer scene vanishing around him, and he floated upwards into the cold darkness, Snape's hand still clasping his arm tightly.

Then, with a swooping sensation, as if he had suddenly turned around in mid-air, his foot hitting the floor of Snape's basement, he was once again standing by the meditation basin on Snape's desk, in the gloomy study room of the current Potions teacher.

"So," Snape said, grappling Harry's arm so tightly that Harry felt his hands start to feel numb, "So, have fun, Potter?"

"N-no. Harry said, trying to break free of his arm. It was a terrifying sight: Snape's lips trembled, his face pale, his teeth bared.

"Funny man, your father, isn't it?" said Snape, shaking Harry so hard that he shook his glasses off his nose.

"I-no-" Snape threw Harry out with all his might. Harry slammed into the basement floor. "You won't tell anyone what you've seen!" Snape growled.

"No," Harry said, standing as far away from Snape as he could, "no, of course I wouldn't-"

"Get out, get out, I'll never see you in this office again!" a bottle full of dead cockroaches burst open on his head as Harry slammed towards the door. He slammed the door open and ran down the hallway until he and Snape's office were three floors apart. He leaned against the wall, panting, rubbing his aching arm.

He didn't want to go back to Gryffindor's tower so early, and he didn't want to tell Ron what he had just seen.

Harry was terrified and unpleasant, not because Snape yelled at him or threw a bottle at him, but because he knew what it was like to be humiliated in public in the middle of a circle of onlookers, and he understood exactly how Snape felt when James insulted him, and judging by what he had just seen, his father was as arrogant as Snape had long described him.

Snape didn't deceive himself that his father was a terrible man.

A terrible thought crossed Harry's mind about his own father......

But then Harry remembered the image of his father in the Mirror of Eris, which gave Harry a huge gap......

"Even if I had to choose between you and the giant squid, I wouldn't go out with you. ”

Suddenly, Harry remembered something that came from his mother......

Well, didn't you say that your father and mother were already together when they were in school, but now it seems ......

James didn't seem to be very popular with Lily, and it was clear that James still liked Lily at the time, but because of Snape......

What was the relationship between Snape and his mother? Obviously, Snape had a lot to do with his family.

Harry was more puzzled by the elders, but that didn't stop Harry from feeling embarrassed sympathy for Snape.

Being bullied from childhood to adulthood.

Well, that's obviously what it looks like, both in the memory just now and Sirius's bad attitude towards Snape.

There was no doubt that Sirius and his father were too much, and even Snape was able to keep a calm mind with Lupin, but when he touched Sirius......

Well, there is no gratuitous hate, and there is nothing wrong with this statement.

So, what should I do with Professor Snape in the future?

......

"But why don't you stop using the Mind Lock-in Technique?" Ron asked with some hesitation.

"I told you," Harry muttered to himself. "Snape thinks I've mastered the basics, so I can teach myself. ”

"So, you can control ......?" Ron said slowly, then burying his head in the midst of the work.

"Much better," Harry said absent-mindedly, his mind still thinking back to what had happened before, what Snape didn't want him to see.

"Well, I thought Snape wouldn't let you go so easily, but that's fine, it looks like you don't have to ......"

"No," Harry said excitedly. "Stop talking about it, Ron, okay?"

Ron looked at Harry in surprise, "You...... What's wrong with you?"

"No, I don't ......," Harry said, opening his bag, "I'm just ......"

"Maybe you need to change your mood. Ron said, "I'll tell you the news, that Warrington guy was by Fred and George, and he was locked in the restroom on the third floor, and the two of them just came back and told me about it......

"I ......" Harry opened his mouth, stumped to tell Ron the news that he had heard about it in Snape's office, and then spied on Snape's secrets himself, and then had the enraged Professor Snape throw him out of his office?

"What's the matter, isn't it funny?" Ron looked at the silent Harry with some confusion, "Or, me...... Am I saying the wrong thing?"

"Oh no, Ron, it's just me ......" Harry opened his mouth, he wanted to tell Ron, but reason told him he couldn't.

Soon, though, the two of them stopped bothering over why Warrington had messed with Fred and George, and even Harry had forgotten about Professor Snape for the time being......

Well, because Ron was suddenly shocked to find out that they were only six weeks away from the exam.

This caught the two of them off guard, and they couldn't help but think back to the days when Hermione was still there, or maybe Van Lin could too, at least it wouldn't make them look too flustered, Hermione's notebook was an artifact for exams, and almost everything to be tested would appear on it.

This made Harry worry about his later life, and if his Transfiguration didn't meet Professor McGonagall's requirements, Professor McGonagall would definitely kill him

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