Chapter 1030 Conversation Between Sirius and Snape

Unlike Elaine who had been looking forward to Hogwarts, Harry now had the exact opposite in mind.

He is still immersed in the Norwegian incident, and for the first time in his life, he is no longer looking forward to returning to Hogwarts. Returning to school means returning to Umbridge's dictatorship. She must have forced a dozen laws to sanction them , or ask where he and Ivan went this holiday, besides, there is no Quidditch game to look forward to.

As exams approach, the workload is likely to increase again.

Had it not been for the D.A. and Cho to back him up, Harry thought he might have begged Sirius to let him leave Hogwarts and stay in Grimmauld Place.

He should go back, Qiu is still waiting for him, this time, he must seize the opportunity to ask her out, and then...

Harry encouraged himself with this one, but something happened on the last day of the holiday that made him really dread going back to school.

It had something to do with Snape, about him teaching himself Occlumency.

"Harry!" Mrs. Weasley stuck her head into their bedroom, Harry was playing wizard chess with Ron, Ivan, Hermione, Ginny, Elaine and Crookshanks were watching, "you come to the kitchen How about a moment? Professor Snape has something to tell you."

"What?!" Harry didn't respond for a moment.

His car was engaged in a fierce battle with one of Ron's pawns, and he was excitedly pumping it up.

"Professor Snape is in the kitchen and he wants to talk to you," repeated Mrs. Weasley.

"It must be something about Occlumency, go, Harry!" Ivan said.

Harry stood up hesitantly, Elaine had taken his place, and beside her, Hermione managed to keep Crookshanks in check.

Taking advantage of everyone's negligence, it happily jumped onto the chessboard, and the chess pieces screamed and ran away.

"Snape"

"It's Professor Snape, dear!" said Mrs. Weasley reproachfully. "Come on, he says he won't be here long."

Harry glanced back at everyone, then followed Mrs Weasley out as if he was going to the guillotine.

He knew about it, but hadn't been ready until now.

Dumbledore said that Voldemort's connection with Harry was also very damaging to his own soul, and he probably wouldn't do that.

But to be on the safe side, Harry must learn Occlumency to completely eliminate this hidden danger.

This is a very unpopular branch of witchcraft. Ivan has studied it deliberately for so many years and is just getting started, which can barely prevent him from Dumbledore's prying eyes.

Snape is an expert in this spell, he can completely close his brain and heart.

Neither Dumbledore nor Voldemort would ever learn from him any secrets he wanted to keep secret.

So, in theory, having Snape teach Harry Occlumency was the best option.

Sirius also said that he would talk to Snape and let him teach Harry from his heart.

A minute or two later, Harry pushed open the kitchen door to see Sirius and Snape sitting at the long table, staring angrily in opposite directions.

The silence was filled with mutual distaste for what had clearly been a failed conversation between them.

"Hmm." Harry announced his presence aloud.

Snape turned his head, his face framed by a curtain of greasy black hair.

"Sit down, Potter."

"I say!" Sirius leaned back, tilted his chair, and shouted towards the ceiling, "Don't give orders here, Snape, this is my home, and I hope you understand that."

Snape didn't retort, an ugly flush of red flooded his pale face.

Harry sat down next to Sirius, looking evasively at Snape across the table.

"I should have talked to you alone, Potter!" Snape's usual sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "but Black..."

"I'm his godfather." Sirius said louder, "I wish to speak to you about teaching Harry."

"Keep your voice down, Blake, I'm here on Dumbledore's order, and I have to accept this unpleasant errand," said Snape, his voice becoming more and more sinister, looking at Harry maliciously. , "Instead of looking at your face, of course, if you are willing to listen, please stay, I know you like to have a sense of participation."

Sirius stared at him hard, and Snape pretended he didn't exist.

"The Headmaster asked me to inform you, Potter, that he wants you to study Occlumency this term."

"I know, I have been with Ai Wenwen before..."

"It seems that Mr. Know-it-All didn't teach you how to close your brain, otherwise this situation wouldn't happen, did he?!" Snape said disdainfully, "You receive individual counseling once a week, and you can't tell anyone. And don't take what you've been taught to tell others, especially don't tell Mason, understand?"

"Understood." Harry hesitated before saying reluctantly.

"Very good!" Snape stood up, continuing to ignore Sirius, who seemed unwilling to stay here for a moment, "I'll wait for you in my office at six o'clock on Monday night, Potter, if anyone asks, Let’s just say it’s a remedial potion class, to be honest, no one who has seen your performance in my class will deny that it is necessary.”

He turned to leave, a swirl of wind in his black traveling cloak.

"Wait a minute," said Sirius, sitting up straight, and Snape turned to look at him with a sneer.

"I'm busy, Blake!"

"Then I'll be straight." Sirius stood up. He was much taller than Snape, and Harry noticed that Snape's hands were clenched in the pockets of his cloak, and he assumed he must be holding his wand. "You understand, Snape, if I hear that you're teaching Harry Occlumency to punish him, I'll get you."

"How touching!" Snape sneered, "but you must have noticed that Potter resembled his father?"

"Not bad," said Sirius proudly.

"Then you should know that he's cocky and conceited, and criticism falls on his ears," Snape said tactfully.

Sirius pushed back his chair and strode towards Snape, drawing his wand.

Snape also showed his wand, and the two struck a pose.

Sirius' face was livid, Snape was calculating, his eyes flicked back and forth between Sirius' face and the tip of his staff.

The two had fought many times at Hogwarts before, during the half a year when Sirius took over from Lupine.

As such, they knew each other very well, and Snape was stronger than Sirius in general.

In the past ten years when Sirius' strength has regressed, his strength has improved rapidly.

But considering Sirius' fighting style, especially in such a small space, once a fight broke out, Snape wouldn't be able to take much advantage. Browse and read the address: