reluctantly…

A classmate?

This is a bit confusing.

Harry Potter noticed Snape's indifference. It seemed that the professor had a bad relationship with his parents...

After all, his parents were both Gryffindor when they went to school, but Snape was from Slytherin College. The two colleges were born opposites.

However, after Snape finished speaking, he suddenly continued with a cold expression: "Harry Potter, your mother has a potion talent that is better than anyone else. The Gryffindor Miss Granger, who likes to be smart, is only worthy of being an assistant to help her clean the utensils..."

This is a typical example of raising one and stomping one.

Perhaps Snape could not find anyone comparable to Lily in Harry's perception, so he actually used the best first-year student Hermione Granger...

"Hermione is not that bad!"

Harry spoke coldly and retorted!

Snape is indeed so annoying, and he actually said that to his friend!

However, after the little guy refuted, he suddenly realized that Snape seemed to be praising his mother, and the little wizard immediately felt a little embarrassed...

"Is my mom...so amazing?"

After saying that, Harry felt something was wrong and argued for his friend: "Hermione... is actually very powerful... She knows a lot of magic potions that I have never seen before..."

"snort…"

Snape glanced at the little guy, snorted coldly, and spoke contemptuously: "Mr. Potter, don't you think you are too stupid?"

"you!"

Harry was almost furious by Snape!

Just as he wanted to contradict the teacher, Snape's expression became serious again. He calmly told Lily's story: "Your mother... when she was eleven years old... she was able to make a lot of potions independently... Even when she entered Hogwarts, she had made potion materials alone, and no one could break the speed of her own... "

These words are obviously exaggerated.

As a talented potion genius since childhood, Snape's level of making potions is not bad compared to Lily, and he should be better than that.

certainly.

Snape loved Lily wholeheartedly, so he naturally would not praise himself at this time. His heart was full of Lily's beautiful side.

Just when Harry was a little surprised at how powerful his mother was, Snape glanced at Harry Potter, and then turned his mind and couldn't help but sarcastically: "And you, you can't even match your mother's fingers. She actually has a son like you who is so bad in potion class that it's so unbearable to look at..."

Snape looked at the little guy and sprayed venom mercilessly: "When you entered the school, I thought you would inherit Lily's talent for potion. After all, she was so outstanding at the beginning, but it disappointed me..."

"I…"

Harry blushed, not knowing how to refute...

The little guy stared at his eyes with anger and muttered dissatisfiedly: "That must be because I am different from my mother's teacher. If the teacher who studied potions was the teacher who taught my mother, I would definitely study hard..."

“…”

Snape suddenly stopped.

The man suddenly turned around and looked directly at Harry, and stopped unexpectedly, which scared Harry. He couldn't help but take a step back and looked at Snape nervously.

However, Snape only stared at Harry for a long time. He stared at the little boy's green pupils, and his eyes looked a little scary!

Snape stared straight at Harry Potter, and his eyes slowly returned to calm until he looked at the little guy feeling hairy all over his body...

Next second.

Snape slowly withdrew his gaze and said indifferently: "We met before we entered school... At the beginning... I taught her to learn potions together..."

“…”

Little Harry felt that he was slapped in the face.

Snape...

Are all the words true?

Why don't you believe it a little!

However, Harry's mind clearly told him that Snape seemed to have no need to lie in this regard. After all, just ask his mother to know this...

If so...

Snape, the potion class teacher, seems to be quite awesome!

After Snape said this, he seemed to no longer want to mention the past with Harry. He just started talking about the future: "Mr. Potter, your mother will stay in Hogwarts in the future..."

Snape glanced at Harry who was obviously honest and continued to speak: "Now she won't miss your growth. I hope you won't let your mother down. Also, remember to be honest when taking Potion class..."

"…yes."

Harry couldn't help but shrink his head.

He really can't embarrass his mother!

Although his mother is only in a ghost state, she can keep watching him. She should be more attentive when taking potion classes in the future...

that is…

Snape's cold face...

How can I ignore it?

Harry couldn't help but be a little curious. When Snape met his mother, he was teaching the potion with an unpleasant look on his face, how did his mother endure it and not hit him...

I really admire...

After all, Sirius had heard that his father often fought with Snape. If it were about a week now, it would be hung on the wall for three or four days...

And Snape is really unpleasant...

Harry remembered that during class, he once secretly mentioned to his friends that when he saw Snape, he wanted to go up and dump him in a cauldron...

"Okay, we're here."

The two finally walked to the Gryffindor lounge.

After Snape sent the little wizard here, he planned to leave directly. Today he said a few things about Lily, although it was just mentioned in a vague way, which made Snape's depression feel much easier...

"Professor Snape!"

However, Harry looked at his left back and suddenly called him, and the little boy's tender voice came into the man's ears.

"Professor Snape..."

Harry Potter mustered up his courage and bowed seriously to Snape: "Thank you for telling me... about my mom."

Although they are always humiliated by Snape's poisonous tongue along the way...

But Harry did know some stories about his mother, Lily, from Snape's mouth, which he had never heard of.

“…”

Snape's steps paused for a second.

The man just paused for a second, and even ignored Harry's thanks, and left here directly. As he walked around, a gust of wind blew up in the robe behind him, and he still walked like a particularly large black bat.
Chapter completed!