Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 746 Professor Snape is shy
The Easter holidays are not nearly as fun as Christmas time.

Harry had this familiar thought flash through his mind again.

At Christmas, he and Ginny broke through.

And this Easter, my mother was resurrected.

But things did not develop in the direction he expected.

"Harry!" It was the familiar voice calling him to get up.

The quilt was pulled back.

The dazzling sunlight instantly penetrated my eyelids, painting the entire world bright red.

He rubbed his eyes, and the fiery red hair multiplied by two appeared in his eyes.

It was Mom and Ginny.

Mom was carrying a whole stack of treacle-filled fruit pies.

Ginny stood awkwardly to the side.

Those pies were all made by his mother.

Knowing that he particularly liked treacle pie, he had eaten it for breakfast for three days in a row.

He is in the dormitory now.

Anthony and the others have gone home.

Only he, Ron and Neville were left.

Ryan seemed to have gone home because Hermione and the others were also going home for Easter.

However, Harry suspected that there was at least one other Ryan here with Fleur.

But Ryan should not be in the dormitory.

So, his mother also began to enter and leave the dormitory openly.

He never got the chance to sleep any longer.

Although he had developed the habit of getting up early because of the blood replacement potion he took last year.

But it's Easter holiday!
Can’t I just sleep in?

Although at the beginning, he felt very warm.

But for a few days, I ate bad treacle tarts (because there was no gourmet halo of Hufflepuff's gold cup).
Harry didn't know that Lily wanted Harry to eat the authentic food made by his mother).

As a die-hard fan of treacle pies, he couldn't help but have some complaints.

"Mom, can't we change?

As much as I love treacle pie, I don’t want to eat it every day.”

"I've missed you so much, Harry." Lily stroked Harry's hair lovingly.

"Harry, he doesn't know how to do good!
How I wish my mom could bring me food in bed every morning.

How good is this!
And my mom always asked us to eat in the restaurant downstairs.

Wouldn’t it be nice to eat in the bedroom, on the bed?
It's just a matter of cleaning up." Ron muttered as he picked up a piece of pie and stuffed it into his mouth.

Harry rolled his eyes and went to the bathroom to wash up.

"Hey! Don't you want to brush your teeth?" Ginny looked at her brother with disdain.

She thought that Ron, as a member of the Weasley family, gave a bad impression to her mother-in-law.

“The process of chewing food is brushing your teeth.

I don't understand why my mother insists on us brushing our teeth.

It can be fixed by just cleaning it up." Ron pulled out his wand and pointed it at his teeth.

A blue light flashed, and Ron's teeth became visibly whiter.

"You used a silent spell? We only learned it in sixth grade." Lily's expression was very surprised. "Severus said, 'The red-haired kid next to Harry just knows how to slack off all day. He just muddles along.' But obviously, he was wrong."

“It is the same now, I just mastered it ahead of time.

And Harry would too.

Professor Snape was right: I am indeed like this compared to Harry.

But his chest straightened up unconsciously.

“I’m sure you mastered it in your third year, Mrs. Potter.

After all, you are so outstanding. All the professors speak highly of you." Ginny said in a sweet and flattering tone.

"Me? I learned it in first grade.

But that's nothing special.

Sevilla invented several spells in his third year at Hogwarts.

James also became an Animagus - in his fifth year.

I just know how to read.

Maybe a little bit good at Potions.

But Sev can also improve the steps of potion making." Lily replied with a smile.

She looked at her son's fiancée with warmth in her eyes. She saw through Ginny's thoughts at a glance.

“Mom is not as simple as she says.

Unlike ordinary little wizards who are unable to control their own abilities and create various magical phenomena.

My mother could control it systematically and skillfully when she was seven or eight years old, before she went to Hogwarts.

She often lets go of her hands when she sits on the swing.

Then it floats a long distance.

This is something that many adult wizards cannot do.

I suspect that my Quidditch talent and ease in the air actually come more from her." Harry changed out of his pajamas and walked over in high spirits.

"I don't remember ever saying that." Lily narrowed her eyes, "S! You saw everything on the window!
How much have you seen?

Lily's mood is a little unstable.

It wasn't that there was anything shameful in her life that she couldn't reveal to her son.

But everything on that window was too detailed and close.

She was a little worried that there might be scenes of her and James engaging in the kind of sex that only occurs between husband and wife.

“There’s something I’ve always wanted to ask.

Mom, you and Professor Snape, I mean, have you ever thought about being with him?" Harry looked a little nervous.

"Harry!" x2
Ron and Ginny were both a little surprised.

But Ginny's was more like a complaint.

"Sev?" Lily's eyes lost focus, immersed in memories, "I don't know.

He is really nice.

But James is also very qualified as a boyfriend and husband.

Maybe he doesn't act so perfect in front of me.

But." Lily paused, her eyes a little hesitant.

Then he became firm again, "Okay. I'll probably stay with Severus.

But it depends mainly on him.

If he wanted to, I probably wouldn't say no.

I had no reason to refuse.

I was indeed attracted to him.

But don't worry, Harry.

I'm pretty sure Severus loves me.

But he still felt guilty.

He who counts my death as his sin.

He probably couldn't allow himself to be happy.

Even with me.

Besides, he's been avoiding me."

"What! You're so proactive! Snape is like this!
How did he avoid you?

Even if he doesn’t want to be with you.

But you are the Potions TA.

There is always communication at work!
He had strongly requested this position!" Harry was a little indignant.

If you don't know, you might think that he supports Snape and his mother being together.

"It's not as exaggerated as you say." Lily ruffled Harry's hair again, "He just keeps refusing to let me go to his house.

Don't look at me like that, Harry.

If you have looked through the glass window, you should understand that we have known each other since we were very young.

After his parents passed away.

I went to his place often.

We didn't break up until fifth grade.

I even had a room of my own in the house on Spinner's End.

But now, he doesn’t seem too happy for me to go there.”

“I understand that very well.

It's the same with Ron.

He was reluctant to take a picture of himself in his bedroom at home for Lavender.

Because he thought it would lower Lavender's opinion of him.

Professor Snape is just shy!" Ginny looked at Ron and comforted him.

(End of this chapter)