The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"Professor Snape...I..." Dolores Umbridge stammered, "I'm here to deal with some matters related to the Ministry of Magic..."

"Really?" Professor Snape continued to ask: "Miss Umbridge, can I understand what it is about?"

"This... I think... this needs to be kept secret..." Umbridge looked towards the tunnel ahead with a look of panic, where the unique chill emanating from the dementors could be faintly felt.

In case Snape noticed that too, the pink toad moved its hips back as it spoke.

"I think I have to leave for a while..." As soon as the words fell, she walked towards the rear and fled.

After a few steps, the apparition disappeared.

...

A smile appeared on the corner of Severus Snape's mouth.

He glanced at Umbridge's back in the distance, and then at the tunnel where wailing sounds came from in the distance

As he walked towards the tunnel, he thought about it and decided not to make a move!

There are only two dementors, if even Harry Potter can't handle it, then he doesn't need to be a savior anymore.

And as the culprit behind this incident, Dolores Umbridge was accidentally met by Professor Snape at the scene of the crime... As long as she is in a normal mind, I am afraid she will not dare to do it. article.

After all, there is no reason for a senior deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic to appear in a Muggle community, especially when there has just been a dementor attack on a minor wizard in that community...

If she really wants to be here, then she herself becomes the prime suspect in this matter.

If Dumbledore continued to make a fuss about this matter, Cornelius Fudge behind Umbridge would be ready to step down a year early.

As for Harry Potter, without the interference of the Ministry of Magic, he doesn't need to leave Privet Drive to go to Grimmauld Place in advance... As far as Jon is concerned, as a weapon against Voldemort, Harry -The less Potter knew, the better.

Whether to him or to others.

...

In the tunnel, Dudley suddenly shivered strangely and took a breath, as if his whole body was drenched by icy cold water.

It became a terrible darkness all around, and the street lamps in the tunnel disappeared, as if a giant hand covered the place with a thick and cold curtain, so that they could not see anything.

Harry heard the screams, his mother's dying screams... nothing new to him.

Dementors!

"Dudley, shut your mouth!" Harry yelled.

As he spoke, two huge hooded figures slid soundlessly towards them and burst into the tunnel; one lunged at Dudley, the other at Harry himself.

It took a lot of effort for Harry to regain his clarity... and then he saw the faces of Ron and Hermione in his mind.

"Expecto Patronum!"

A huge silver stag erupted from the tip of Harry's wand, its two antlers thrusting toward where the Dementor's heart had been. The dementor was knocked back again and again, and finally fled in a panic.

"This way!"

Harry pointed his wand again to where Dudley was. The eyeless face of the other dementor was within an inch of Dudley's face. Pick it up, pick it up and throw it into the air. Like its companion just now, it fled into the air and was swallowed up by darkness.

Dudley was lying curled up on the ground, twitching and shaking; panting heavily, Harry lifted Dudley off the ground.

Then, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind them.

"Potter!" is the greasy voice that Harry Potter hates the most, and it comes from Potions teacher Severus Snape.

...

"Snape?" Harry turned around, shouting in disbelief.

"It's Professor Snape!" Severus Snape said coldly.

"Professor!" Harry couldn't help shouting, "It's the dementors... They escaped from Azkaban... They just attacked me, and my cousin Dudley..."

"I don't think I'm blind, Potter!" Snape had a mocking smile on his face: "I saw your clumsy performance just now, and I think if Lupine saw it too, he would feel for what he taught It's a shame... the only thing worthy of praise is that you barely saved your own life."

Harry felt his breath becoming short of breath. He was almost sucked out of his soul by a dementor just now, but Snape was looking at him like this with mocking eyes... All he wanted to do now was to rush up and punch him Breaking Snape's hooked nose.

"Why are you here?" Harry's voice became cold.

"Home visit!" Snape said lazily, "Because of your poor performance in Potions class over the past year, I think I have to find your parents!"

Harry wanted to ask something else, but Snape ordered:

"Put that boy on your back and take me to your house!"

...

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Harry carried Dudley, who had fallen into a coma, on his back.

At the same time, he was thinking rapidly in his heart.

"Why is Snape here?"

"Is it just for a home visit? But why is it such a coincidence that it happened to appear at the time when I was attacked by a dementor?"

"Or...was Professor Dumbledore sending him to protect himself?"

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but relieve a bit of his anger.

At least Professor Dumbledore didn't forget himself, even though he sent Snape...

Dudley's body was not as heavy as Harry imagined.

Harry looked back and saw that Snape was holding his wand towards him, and at the same time an invisible force held Dudley back.

For the first time Harry found Snape less annoying.

...

Frowning tightly, Harry readjusted Dudley, who was slumped on his shoulders, and walked slowly up the garden path of No. 4 Privet Drive, with heavy steps.

There was a light on in the living room. Harry slipped his wand back into the waistband of his jeans and rang the doorbell. Aunt Petunia's figure grew larger and larger, reflected oddly in the rippled glass of the front door.

"Dudley..." After opening the living room door, she froze suddenly.

"Dudley's fine..." Harry quickly explained because his aunt was because of Dudley.

Petunia Evans, or Petunia Dursley now, slammed the teacup in her hand to the ground.

"Severus?" she called softly.

"Good evening, Petunia." Severus Snape said calmly.