Chapter 1106 Unable to Calm Down
Harry looked at his mother, holding his breath.
Also holding his breath with him was his father James.
"How are you, Evans?" James said, his tone suddenly friendly, deeper and more mature.
"Let him go," Lily repeated.
She looked at James with an expression of extreme disgust everywhere.
"Why did he mess with you?"
"Well!" said James, scratching his hair even more, and pretending to be pondering the point. "It's mostly because of him, if you know what I mean?"
Many of the surrounding students laughed loudly, as did Sirius and Wormtail.
But Lu Hu, who seemed to be still concentrating on reading, didn't smile, and neither did Lily.
Harry also didn't smile, he felt that his father was acting really badly!
He attacked Snape simply because of his presence
"You think you're funny!" Lily said coldly, "but in reality, you're just an arrogant, bullying scumbag, Potter, let him go."
"If you hang out with me, I'll let him go, Evans," James said quickly. "What's the idea? You hang out with me, and I'll never touch old snot with my wand again." A hair."
Behind him, the effectiveness of the Impeding Curse was gradually weakening.
Snape began to move slowly towards his lost wand, vomiting bubbly suds as he crawled.
"Don't even think about it, even if I had to choose between you and the giant squid, I wouldn't go out with you," Lily said.
"Haha, let's recite, Prongs." Sirius said cheerfully, turning to Snape, "Oops!"
But it was too late, Snape pointed his wand straight at James, a silvery flash.
A deep gash appeared on one side of Jaime's cheek, and blood spattered his robes.
James turned sharply, surprisingly fast.
After the second flash, Snape was hanging upside down in the air, his robes hanging over his head, revealing his skinny, pale legs and a pair of white, almost black legs. panties.
In the small crowd around, there were many cheers.
Sirius, James, and Wormtail laughed loudly.
For a split second, Lily's face rose and fell in anger, like she was about to smile, but she said, "Put him down!"
"Of course," said James, and he raised his wand sharply.
Snape fell to the ground and curled up in a heap. He shook off his robes, stood up immediately, and raised his wand.
However, Sirius immediately said, "All petrified!"
Snape fell on his back again, stiff as a plank.
"I said, let him go!" Lily yelled.
Now, she drew her own wand, and James and Sirius stared at it carefully.
"Hey, Evans, don't make me put a curse on you," James said seriously. "You know I don't want to."
"Then break the spell for him!"
James sighed deeply, then turned to face Snape, and whispered the counter-curse.
"You go!" he said as Snape struggled to his feet. "You're lucky Evans is here, snotlite!"
"I don't need help from a smelly little Mudblood like her!" said Snape viciously.
Lily froze for a moment and blinked her eyes.
"Very well, if that's your answer." She said coldly, "I won't bother with it in the future, and if I were you, I would wash my underwear, snot Refined."
"Apologize to Evans!" James yelled at Snape, pointing his wand menacingly at Snape.
"I don't need you to force him to apologize." Lily turned and shouted at James, "You are as annoying as he is, no, you are more annoying than him!"
"What?" Jaime yelled. "I never said you were a...you know what!"
"You think it's cool to look like you just got off your broomstick, so you mess up your hair, show off with that silly snitch, and cast spells on anyone you meet in the hallway that annoys you , just because you can! I'm amazed that you can still get off the ground with that big head on your broomstick. Yes, you make me sick."
She turned around abruptly and ran away quickly.
"Evans!" James called after her. "Hey, Evans!"
But she didn't look back, and hurried away.
"What happened to her?" James asked.
He tried to casually address the question as if it didn't matter to him, but he failed.
"From the undertones of what she said, all I can say is she thinks you're a bit arrogant, buddy," said Sirius.
"That's right!" said James, looking genuinely angry now. "That's right!"
There was another flash of light, and Snape, who had just got up, was hung upside down in the air again.
"Who wants to see me take Snotty's panties off?"
But Harry would never know if James actually took off Snape's underpants.
A hand gripped his upper arm as tightly as a pincer.
Harry recoiled, turning his head to see who had caught him, and he shivered when he saw it.
A grown-up Snape stood next to him, pale with rage.
"Did you have fun?"
Harry felt himself rising into the air, and the summer scene around him disappeared.
He floated upward in the icy darkness, Snape's hand still gripping his upper arm.
Then, with a sharp dive, as if he were somersaulting in mid-air, his feet hit the stone floor of Snape's dungeon, and he stood again on the edge of Snape's desk. Next to the Pensieve, in the dimly lit study of the real Potions teacher.
"So!" said Snape, his voice trembling with anger, and he grabbed Harry's arm so hard that Harry felt his hand go numb. "Well, you're happy, Potter, aren't you? Seeing all this ?”
"No, no," Harry said, trying to free his arm, not at all happy.
Snape looked so frightening, his lips quivering, his face pale and his teeth bared.
"Your father is an interesting man, isn't he?" said Snape, shaking Harry vigorously.
With so much force, Harry's glasses slipped off his nose.
"No, no..."
Snape pushed Harry with all his strength, and Harry fell hard to the dungeon floor.
"Enough is enough, you are not allowed to tell anyone what you saw!" Snape growled.
"I won't," Harry said, standing up, trying to stay as far away from Snape as possible, "No, of course I..."
"Get out, get out, I never want to see you in this office again!"
A jar of dead cockroaches exploded above Harry's head as he lunged for the door.
He twisted open the door and ran along the corridor, stopping only three floors away from Snape.
He leaned against the wall, panting, rubbing his bruised arm.
In the silence, Harry's heart could not be calm for a long time... Browse the reading address: