Chapter 146: charming
"How are you going to help me?" Sirius looked at Iger hesitantly.
Although Iger can help him make him feel very happy, but Sirius always feels a little unreliable.
Iger reached out and took out the bag of the robe: "I have a love potion..."
"NONONO..." He hurriedly stopped Iger's movements, and Sirius sighed: "Is there a softer way? It's relatively romantic."
"In this case, I think you should ask her out for afternoon tea first..." Iger spread his hands: "Then ask her if she has anyone she likes..."
"What if there is?" Sirius couldn't help but be a little worried.
"emmm..." Iger muttered expressionlessly: "I have a love potion..."
Sirius:"……"
Maybe I was really blind to ask Iger to help me like this.
"Hey, don't worry, you are Sirius..." Iger grinned: "What woman can live with you so hard?"
Sirius still seemed a little hesitant. Iger couldn't help but pouted when he looked at his pretentious slut: "Actually, you have an advantage that many men don't have..."
"What is it?" Sirius' eyes suddenly lit up.
"You have money." Iger pointed to Sirius.
"What?" Sirius was a little dumbfounded: "Do you think she will be the kind of girl who worships money?"
"I'm not saying she's a money girl, I mean... Rich people never lack romance." Iger couldn't help grinning: "You can go to Muggle playgrounds and ride carousels and Ferris round, or go for a walk together on the streets of Paris, France, you can invite her to a big meal and send her nine hundred and ninety-nine roses after the meal, or buy thousands of night fairies to take her to enjoy at night Fluorescence..."
"You can drink fresh milk in the Netherlands in the morning, have a big meal in a French restaurant at noon, go back to England for afternoon tea in the afternoon, and flirt on the coast of Italy in the evening..." Iger raised a 'chestnut': "After all With me here, it only takes a few seconds to cross Europe, and as for the employment fee... everyone is so familiar, you should be cheaper, twenty Galleons a day."
"Is this really possible?" Sirius was stunned.
"Trust me, you are so handsome, romantic, and mature. A girl her age can't resist your love attack..." Iger laughed.
"Okay, it seems that this idea is really feasible..." Sirius pinched his chin and couldn't help laughing.
Iger ignored him, the sour smell of love had already made him faintly nauseated.
The two left along the corridor all the way, and at the corner of a corridor not far away, a black greasy flashed by.
Snape stared gloomily in the direction where Sirius and Iger left, and a perverted smile gradually appeared on his face.
Snape was very happy that Sirius devoted his attention to picking up girls, at least that way, no one would object to him punishing the students with Niangquan, especially some ha...
...
For the spring of Sirius, Iger still holds a kind of happy attitude.
After all, without Yao Minqi, maybe Sirius would have to live with Crookshanks for the rest of his life.
Iger feels that this kind of thing is still a bit perverted for a healthy adult man, how perverted... Look at old Filch...
That afternoon, Sirius invited Yao Minqi to the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade. Outside the bar window, Iger and the others stared at the room with their heads stretched out.
"Why don't we go in?" Ron asked, shivering with cold.
"Because they will be embarrassed... and please recall carefully, we sneaked out of the school and violated the school rules." Harry was not murmuring, and looked at the room with a gossip on his face.
"But we have invisibility cloaks." Ron sighed.
"Trust me, Sirius definitely knows that thing better than you..." Iger said with a smile: "And don't forget, his Animagus is a dog. People don't just rely on their eyes to distinguish things."
"So why are the three of us here, isn't it bad to play chess with tea at school?" Ron sniffed and complained.
"With Harry..." Iger shrugged.
"If you have time, it's better to copy the potions homework. Snape has made a statement. Whoever fails the homework will be put on the **** drowning fountain and put on a skirt for the exhibition. God, I don't want to..." Ron His expression looked worried.
"What are you afraid of, Hermione borrowed her homework from me." Harry said without looking back, looking at the two people in the bar expectantly: "It will definitely pass, I can guarantee it!"
...
"Potter...can you explain to me why your homework is exactly the same as Miss Granger's..." Snape fixed Harry's eyes darkly.
Harry was a little dumbfounded and couldn't help opening his mouth slightly: "I..."
"Unqualified!" Snape said, with the usual perverted smile on his face.
Harry felt very unfair, right or wrong?
"...Iger's homework is exactly the same as hers, why don't you ask him?"
"Confessing professor, you are really getting more and more promising, Gryffindor deducts ten points..." Snape said lazily, without looking at other people's homework, and threw the stack of parchment paper in his hand on the table. superior.
There are only 80 copies of Niangwuquan, and he is too lazy to use it for others.
For example, Longbottom and Finnigan have to wash their eyes after using them...
At Iger's back table, Youmeng looked at Harry eagerly, and Harry looked at the drowned spring in front of him with embarrassment.
He thought Snape was insulting his character...
and his gender.
But obviously only Harry thought so, everyone else looked at Harry expectantly, and even Malfoy stopped laughing at Harry, just looked at him eagerly.
Hell, what the **** was going on, Harry felt terrible.
Iger sighed helplessly, he really couldn't stop this kind of thing, and there was nothing he could do for a while.
Snape was almost intoxicated now, and he couldn't wait to see Lily's face. There was only one person who could solve this situation.
She is her goddaughter, but the child is only over a year old now.
Turning his head to look at Harry, Harry noticed that Iger's eyes suddenly burst into excitement.
Iger, do you want to help me?
This was the message Harry's eyes conveyed.
Huh? where is this? who I am? what am i doing?
Iger turned his head again with a blank face.
Harry: "..."
What about good brother?
"Come on, don't delay other students' class." Snape's eyes were expectant, gloating, and perverted, but he concealed it well.
Snape's voice fell, and even Hermione, who always turned to Harry, didn't say anything to help him.
The matter of Harry becoming Harry is also a good pastime for Hermione, who has been very busy with her homework this year.
"I'll help you." Ron rolled up his sleeves.
"Go away..." Harry grabbed Drowning Spring expressionlessly and fell from the top of his head, then grabbed the big hood behind the robe and put it on top of his head.
Surprisingly, Snape didn't stop him.
In fact, Snape was happy because Harry had covered up James-like tousled hair, leaving only a face exactly like Lily's, which made Snape even more satisfied.
Feeling at ease, it may be Snape's current state.
Since Harry became Harry, Snape's attitude towards the students has been unexpectedly soft for the whole class. Even Neville didn't deduct points for Gryffindor, not only did he not deduct points, Snape also casually mentioned Neville a few words, which allowed him to brew a pot of shrinking potion perfectly.
"I think... maybe... you really should keep this look in his class, didn't you see that Snape didn't mock you today for the first time."
After class, Ron looked in amazement at Harry who was pouring hot water over his head.
"I don't want it, I'm not a pervert!" Harry frowned and looked unhappy.
"It doesn't matter, even if you're a pervert, I won't despise you." Ginny's voice sounded behind him, Harry turned his head to look, Ginny was following Hermione and watching him giggling.
"Ginny, listen to my explanation..." Harry hurriedly stood up and looked at Ginny awkwardly.
"Don't explain, I don't really care, and you're so pretty as a girl." Ginny laughed, "I mean, if you're like that, Snape can stop targeting you, Maybe it's really a good thing."
"But why did he do that?" Harry said impatiently. "It just made me look like my mother."
When the words fell, Harry froze for a moment, and then turned his head to look at Iger stiffly: "Snape...like my mother?"
Harry suddenly felt that this made sense, why Snape hated him so much, because he looked like his father, who had bullied Snape and robbed his dream lover.
For a moment, Harry actually understood Snape a little bit.
Of course, it was only for a moment, and that didn't change the fact that Harry hated him.
"That's why he wanted to save me from Quirrell's curse in the first place, even though he hated me so much, so Iger, you said he wouldn't be able to stand it if I just pretended to be pitiful and stared at me, because my eyes look like my mother... "Harry said in a daze: "It makes sense now..."
"You finally realized this, it's good, it means you're not hopelessly stupid..." Harry threw the Daily Prophet in his hand on the table next to him, and crossed his legs lazily: "But I To correct you, he will save you whether you are your mother's child or not, although he is not a good person, but as a teacher, he is still very conscientious."
"I've always said that no matter who will harm you, Snape will not, Harry." Iger spread his hands: "Your personality is very similar to Sirius, both belong to that extreme personality, I think , Now that you know this kind of thing, you may feel better in your heart, don't you feel that Severus's targeting of you is not so unbearable?"
"It's okay, it just feels a little complicated." Harry sighed. "So, his awkward personality won't tell anyone?"
"No, just because Voldemort is still alive, he thinks it's your protection." Iger spread his hands: "But I don't care about that kind of thing very much, forgive me, it's also irresponsible for your life, but I think you The right to know the truth, as embarrassing as it may have been for Severus."
"Hey... It's quite embarrassing, think about it, that old bat looked affectionate." Ron rolled his eyes and laughed, with a funny face.
Harry also grinned, and then looked at Iger: "So, for the sake of my future Potions class grades, you mean that I should... um..."
"Almost, I don't think it's anything to be ashamed of." Iger spread his hands: "Just like Animagus, who would hate their Animagus."
"Yeah, maybe your Animagus will also become a girl over time." Hermione said with a smile.
Harry's Patronus is a deer, and Iger thinks that Harry's Animagus should be a deer if nothing else.
But the Animagus thing is uncertain, and other situations cannot be ruled out, so Iger feels that if Harry's Animagus is a woman, it seems... not surprising?
"But don't you really mind?" Harry turned his head to look at Ginny, looking a little weird when he turned into a girl.
"You just need to have the mental state of a normal boy, don't do anything strange about your transformation..." Ginny giggled.
"What can I do...strange things..." Harry flushed.
It seems...it's exciting to think about it?
He hurriedly stopped the divergence of his thoughts, and Harry waved his hand in disappointment: "To be honest, what you said, Iger, makes me feel a little guilty."
"Don't feel guilty, it's true that Severus hates you." Iger smiled.
At night, in the auditorium, Harry was fighting with a piece of beef patty, feeling Snape's inquiring gaze in the distance, and Harry always felt a little weird.
"Hi, Harry!" Malfoy beckoned as he watched Harry on the long Slytherin table.
Malfoy had called him by his Christian name since the two had gotten closer.
Harry turned his head to look, Malfoy smiled wickedly: "You look so pretty when you're a girl."
Harry: "[○??｀Д????○] Convex WTF!"
You are doing things, little brat.
Harry's look at Malfoy suddenly turned bad Give him some color and see buddy..." Fred rolled a water balloon from the table.
"This is?" Harry looked at Harry curiously.
"Same as yours..." George grinned silently, his smile full of schadenfreude.
Harry looked at the long table on the faculty seat, fine, Professor McGonagall wasn't there...
"Wadi Vasi..." Harry took out his wand from his arms and tapped the water balloon on the table lightly.
The sound of 'whoosh' sounded, and a water balloon crossed an arc in mid-air and landed on Malfoy's face with precision. Come on.
There was a commotion, and Fred took the lead in picking up a water balloon and smashing it at the long table of Slytherin, shouting loudly: "You are more charming when you become a girl, Miss Malfoy, hahahaha..."