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Chapter 289 You are such a devil! (Subscribe)
'Sure enough, Snape is going to make sarcastic remarks and belittle me again.'

When Harry saw Snape walk straight towards him as soon as he entered the classroom, he immediately made a judgment in his mind.

Come on, I'm ready!

Harry raised his head slightly and looked at Snape with his pair of green eyes unconvinced, as if to say, you can ridicule me as you like, I don't care!
Because his glasses were shattered by the backlash of the spell, in order to see clearly, while Harry's eyes were adjusting their perspective, his tear glands, stimulated by physiological reactions, began to secrete tears to moisten his eyeballs.

This caused his eyes to appear covered with a layer of fog, coupled with his long fiery red hair that looked like dancing flames.

If Harry's eyes only resembled his mother Lily Evans before, now he is at least 50% like her.
'Lily.'

Snape couldn't help but be a little dazed, especially those watery green eyes, which were full of stubbornness and grievance.

Snape's heart ached, and the guilt and regret after many years surged into his heart again.

"I'm sorry, Lily! I didn't mean it. I wish I had been braver!"

"professor!"

A shout with a hint of fear awakened Snape's mind from being immersed in memories of the past.

Snape came to his senses and realized that his hand had been on Harry's cheek without him noticing.

The latter looked at him with a somewhat flustered look.

'What does Snape want to do? Is he going to hit me, but why?

The school rules don't allow it, right?

Harry couldn't remember for a moment whether there was any rule in the Hogwarts school rules that prohibited professors from corporal punishment of students.

Snape's body suddenly became stiff, and he never expected to reach out and touch Harry's face.

If this situation is not handled properly, he might be labeled a pedophile. Even Snape, who is a deep-minded person, felt a little confused for a moment.

Especially when he saw from the corner of his eye that all the students in the classroom were looking at him without blinking.
Fortunately, we have the wisdom and quick wit that both Voldemort and Dumbledore, the two black and white devils, admire and rely on.

Snape quickly thought of a way to deal with it. He placed his palm against Harry's cheek, slid it a few inches, and clicked his thumb.

He changed the caress into a pinch and grabbed Harry's chin!

As if he had intended to do this, he pinched Harry's chin and turned it left and right to look at it.

Snape said with disdain: "Our Mr. Potter seems to want to be in the limelight. He can actually think of such an ingenious way."

Then he waved his hands, stood up straight, looked down at Harry for a few seconds, then turned around and walked up to the podium.

"Victori! This guy must have done it."

Snape immediately figured out who was behind this.

The other party had just nagged him about this a few nights ago, and today Harry came to class with the same long, fiery red hair as his mother.

If this matter had nothing to do with Mu Sheng, Snape would be willing to scrape the fat off his head and eat fried chicken legs!
Thinking of this, Snape turned his head to look at Mu Sheng from Hufflepuff, wanting to glare at him fiercely.

Besides, he seemed to have no other way to deal with that guy.

Seems even angrier?
However, as soon as Snape turned his head, he met Mu Sheng's smiling eyes.

Three parts scrutiny, three parts disgust, and four parts cunning!

It seems to be saying: Snape, you are indeed a pervert who likes little boys. What do you think, do you want Harry to be more like Lily?
If you want, come and beg me!
'Damn it, how can I read so much from just one look?'

'And what's with that laughter? Is it a spell? How can there be such an annoying spell?'

'What a wicked little devil!'

Snape turned his head away guiltily. Could he say that he was moved for a moment?
This feeling of shame of having your thoughts seen through is like appearing naked in public.

Embarrassed, Snape knocked his wand hard on the desk several times.

Boom boom boom!
"Now."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Snape found that his voice became sharp due to the nervousness.

"Ahem." Snape coughed a few times and said, "The class will start now. Turn to your textbooks."

Snape felt very uncomfortable, as if he was sitting on pins and needles, with something stuck in his throat. He always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him with ill intentions from behind.

Evil little devil!
Harry was particularly uncomfortable with this class!
Snape, who usually ridiculed him whenever he got the chance, didn't say a single harsh word today.

Harry even saw some kindness in the look Snape gave him?

'How is that possible? Snape hates me the most. I must have seen it wrong!'

Harry shook his head quickly.

As a result of this distraction, the potion brewing in the crucible in front of him suddenly exploded with a puff of blue smoke.

Obviously the production failed!

However, just when Harry was prepared to face Snape's bombardment of insults, he found that Snape not only did not scold him, but actually looked at him with concern.

care?

Something is wrong!
Something is very wrong!
There's something wrong with Snape!

Harry's scalp felt numb. Today's class was too weird!
'Am I dreaming?'

Harry couldn't help but pinch his arm hard.

Hiss~ It hurts!

'If it's not a dream, then there's something wrong with Snape?'

'But why is he looking at me like that? Could it be.'

Harry suddenly thought of a special hobby of English men, and suddenly felt a chill in his anus!
With this conjecture, we can reverse the reasoning and explain many of Snape's strange behaviors.

'So, Snape was really touching my face?'

Harry became even more frightened when he recalled the brief pause when Snape's hand paused on his face before class.

'Mom! The wizarding world is too dangerous, I want to go home!'

As soon as the bell rang, Harry immediately packed up his things and ran out, fearing that if he was a little late, his anus would be in danger.

After all the other students left the classroom, Snape became furious when he saw Mu Sheng staying behind on purpose.

"The magical talent God gave you was not for you to use to bully your classmates, Mr. Victre!"

"What? Are you feeling distressed?"

Mu Sheng's playful words made Snape's expression freeze.

"Besides, I'm helping you!" Mu Sheng walked forward and patted Snape's shoulder.

"James Potter and his three accomplices bullied you recklessly and used despicable means to steal the love of your life.
We Chinese have a saying that goes 'the son pays the father's debt'. It is reasonable for Potter to pay the debt he owes you, right?"

The first Potter refers to James Potter, and the second Potter refers to Harry Potter.

"This is my own business. You don't need to worry about it, Victory!" Snape was very dissatisfied with Mu Sheng interfering in his private affairs.

"And," Snape's tone was a little low: "It was I who said those words to Lily that made her..." Halfway through his words, Snape suddenly realized why he had said these to Mu Sheng?

He immediately stopped talking, packed up his lesson plan and prepared to leave.

However, just because he doesn't want to say it anymore doesn't mean Mu Sheng won't say it anymore.

"You didn't think that if you didn't say 'mudblood', Lily wouldn't leave you?
No way, no way! "

Mu Sheng shouted with an exaggerated expression, as if to say, "You can't be that stupid." Snape wanted to beat him up.

"It wouldn't have been any use even if you hadn't said 'Mudblood'!

Lily has long been targeted by that bad guy James, so he always bullies and oppresses you by relying on his large numbers.

Make you look like a clown in front of Lily!"

"In this way," Mu Sheng took a step closer and said in a bewitching tone, "Only in this way can we compare the excellence and excellence of James Potter.
Take Lily away from you!"

Mu Sheng's words were like a key, instantly opening the memories buried deep in Snape's heart.

Thinking of James, Lupin, Black and Peter, who came to cause trouble for me just because of their different ideas.

She hung him upside down on a hook many times, pulled off his clothes and humiliated him, always embarrassing herself in front of Lily.

Especially the conflict that caused his breakup with Lily. Now that he thinks about it carefully, James did deliberately guide him to say that excessive remark when his self-esteem was damaged.

Seeing Snape's changing expression, Mu Sheng knew that his deception had worked.

In fact, it can't be considered a lie. After all, just looking at the way James and others bullied Snape, they are definitely not good people.

Compared to people like James, Malfoy, who always makes trouble for Harry, is simply a good boy.

“Not only that, if it weren’t for that bad guy James, Lily wouldn’t have been dragged into the war between the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters!
Nor will I die tragically at the hands of Voldemort!"

Mu Sheng continued to instigate, "Not only did he take away the love of your life, he also failed to protect her.

It was Potter who killed your Lily, so Potter should give you another one!
Isn't it? "

Mu Sheng's words were like a cup of honey water with poison added, even though he knew that drinking it would result in death from the poison.

But Snape had to admit that he was moved for a moment when he heard this.

But after all, he was not a pervert who liked pedophilia. His guilt and love for Lily also prevented him from doing anything to hurt Harry.

"You are such a devil, Victory!" Snape looked at Mu Sheng with some fear, and then quickened his pace to pack his things.

Even though his heart was moved for only a moment, it was still moved.

Thinking that Mu Sheng could stir up his emotions with just a few words, Snape felt like he was facing Voldemort.

No, he is scarier than Voldemort!
After packing up his things, Snape left in a hurry without even saying goodbye.

"Hehe"

Looking at Snape fleeing in panic, Mu Sheng laughed knowingly.

He knew that even though Snape had rejected his suggestion, the seed had been planted.

As long as the rainy season comes, the seeds will be nourished, take root and sprout, and then grow into towering trees little by little.

This is a contest between the God of Pure Love and the Yellow-Haired Man. Even if Snape wants to retreat, thousands of pure love warriors will not allow it!

Not to mention there is a gardener like him, who fertilizes and waters the plants to protect them from the ravages of wind, frost, snow and rain.

Perhaps because of the backlash of the curse, Harry's long fiery red hair would grow back soon even if he cut it with scissors.

It wasn't until a week later that it returned to its original state.

"Finally I'm back to normal. You don't know how I've been spending the past week."

On the grass in the middle of the castle, Harry touched his lost and recovered short black hair, as happy as a 12-year-old child.

"It's okay? I think it's good. At least Snape won't bother us anymore in Potions class, right?"

Ron actually felt it was a pity that Harry's hair grew back.

"Ron!"

Harry was a little angry. You said you would not cause trouble, but you paid for it with my chastity.

Do you know how much damage this does to a child's heart?
"Okay, okay! I apologize." Ron was defeated under Harry's gaze.

Puff! Snap!

A blinding white light flashed before their eyes, and Harry and Ron couldn't help but squint their eyes.

The pungent smell of burning magnesium powder made them realize what was going on. It must be Harry's little fanboy again. Colin was taking pictures of them.

Sure enough, the next second Colin's somewhat noisy voice rang out.

"Hey! Harry, your hair is back?"

Colin, with an old-fashioned camera hanging around his neck, greeted Harry enthusiastically.

"Colin, it's you again. I told you not to show up so suddenly to take pictures of me!" Harry's tone sounded a little impatient.

Because of his mediocre performance in his first year, few people in Hogwarts mentioned his story of 'the boy who lived' anymore.

Therefore, although Harry didn't say it at first, he still had a good impression of Colin, his little fanboy.

Until a week ago, Colin took many photos of 'Harley' despite his objections, and they were spread.

That bit of good impression was gone in an instant!

Harry's impatient tone dampened Colin's excitement, and it immediately wilted.

"I'm sorry, Harry, I just like you too much. I wasn't the one who spread the previous photos, believe me!"

“You took the picture, Colin!

Now everyone outside is calling me 'Harley'! How can I trust you? "

After saying that, Harry didn't want to bother with Colin anymore and turned away with Ron.

Being hated by the idol he admired, Colin's spirit was instantly deflated, and he left with his head hung.

boom!
"Ouch!"

Colin, who was walking with his head down, felt a pain in his head, as if he had hit his head against a rock, and staggered back a few steps.

Why are there stones in the corridor?

Colin looked up with some confusion, and then saw twenty or thirty students wearing pure white armor badges in front of him, looking at him in unison!

"Guang Guang Yao Hui!"

Colin couldn't help swallowing.

(End of this chapter)