Chapter 206: Aunt Petunia and Snape

"Severus?"
"Good evening, Petunia!"
After looking at Aunt Petunia and then at Professor Snape, Harry Potter felt that his worldview was about to collapse.
One is almost the relative he hates most when smashing Privet Road, and the other is definitely the teacher he hates most at Hogwarts; the double hatred is superimposed...
But it's not right, why do they know each other?
Harry thought he knew a little bit about Aunt Petunia, but she said it was the Muggle that Harry had ever seen in his life, the most devilish Muggle... Harry couldn't even forget her on the island four years ago In the hut, the expression when I mentioned my mother...
What about Professor Snape? He is the dean of Slytherin... Isn't Slytherin College the most annoying Muggle and Muggle-born wizards...
It's so weird that two people actually call each other by their Christian names like that, and they are so familiar!
...
"Dada, Dada, what's the matter with you?" Uncle Vernon's scream interrupted the calm present.
Harry's uncle came from the living room dragging a heavy body, his walrus beard fluttered up and down in disorder, which was always the case when he was agitated.
Harry looked at Dudley sideways and moved away from him in time. I saw Dudley swaying on the spot for a while, his face turned blue...Then he opened his mouth, wow, and vomited all on the doormat.
"What the is going on?" Uncle Vernon roared.
"Dali..." Aunt Petunia woke up like a dream, she seemed to look at Professor Snape again: "This is my son..."
Snape looked at Dudley Dursley's "strong" body.
He took out his wand and faced the ground: "Clean up (sourgif)!"
As the dirt on the ground disappeared... Uncle Vernon also noticed the uninvited guest.
He asked with some hostility and viciously: "Who are you?"
"Severus Snape!" Snape said coldly, "Potter's potions teacher!"
"What the is Potions class..." Vernon Dursley murmured, but when he saw the small stick in Snape's hand, he closed his mouth in shock.
During the summer vacation a year ago, Uncle Vernon had a little conflict with Arthur Weasley because of an accident. It seems that she still remembers it still.
Harry also noticed that Professor Snape's wand had an extra layer of wand cover than before.
But he quickly turned his attention away from this matter.
...
They hurriedly helped Dudley with his weak knees crossed the threshold and moved to the sofa.
"Severus, this is my husband!" Aunt Petunia seemed to have plucked up the courage and pointed to Uncle Vernon next to her and introduced.
Harry bet that Uncle Vernon must also be taken aback now.
"Penny...you..." He pointed to his wife and then to the greasy wizard in front of him.
"He was my neighbor when I was young... Li and I... my sister and I..." Aunt Petunia added in a low voice.
But Harry Potter has also heard this conversation...
what? Snape, Aunt Petunia, and his own mother were neighbors when they were young?
Why has no one told myself this... Whether it's Lupin, Sirius, or Dumbledore...
The expression on Harry's face also froze there.
"He's sick, Petunia!" Uncle Vernon didn't feel anything strange. His attention was mostly on his son: "Who did this, son? Tell us their names quickly...we will catch Don’t worry if you live with them."
"It's... he..." Dudley pointed at Harry tremblingly.
"Come here, kid!" Uncle Vernon looked at Harry aggressively. "What did you do to my son?"
"Vernon..."
"Mr. Dursley..."
Two voices sounded almost simultaneously.
Aunt Petunia and Professor Snape looked at each other, and then Professor Snape stood up and stood in front of Harry and Uncle Vernon.
"It was a dementor," Snape explained calmly.
"What the is that?" Uncle Vernon mumbled.
"They are the guards of Azkaban..."
To Harry's shock, it was Aunt Petunia who said this. Aunt Petunia actually knew about Dementors?
When the words were spoken, there was a dead silence for two seconds, and then Aunt Petunia suddenly covered her mouth with her hand, as if she had accidentally said a disgusting swear word.
Too many things Harry could not imagine had happened today, except for the dementor's appearance on Privet Drive.
"That's right!" Professor Snape nodded, "Then he took out a small bottle of light red liquid from his pocket."
"What is that?" Uncle Vernon roared, "Are you planning to poison my son?"
Professor Snape gave him a cold look.
"You can't feed that kind of ghost to my son!" Uncle Vernon continued to growl. Obviously, Dudley Dursley had an unforgettable experience because of wizard items... A year ago, he mistakenly consumed the Weasley brothers' candy, and then grew a tongue more than one meter long.
"Vernon!" Aunt Petunia stopped Uncle Vernon, not letting him rush over to beat Professor Snape.
Professor Snape was on the sidelines, feeding the potion in the bottle into Dudley's mouth, which was still immobile.
"Potion of Delight! It can relieve the wounds caused by the dementors!" Professor Snape introduced calmly.
Dudley coughed violently, and then he struggled to get up from the sofa.
"I feel I'm fine, Dad!" Dudley said weakly.
...
Uncle Vernon supported Dudley and went upstairs to his room.
There were only three of them left in the living room downstairs.
Harry sat on the sofa a little nervously. He didn't think Professor Snape would say anything good for himself.
Clinker, neither Professor Snape nor Aunt Petunia ~EbookFREE.me~ have never set their sights on themselves...
"Are you a teacher at Hogwarts?" Aunt Petunia said tremblingly.
"Yes." Snape nodded. "Potions class."
"I remember her favorite is Potions class..." Aunt Petunia blurted out, but she quickly covered her mouth again.
Harry Potter just feels dizzy now, there have been too many things he can't understand today.
"I think I have to leave!" Professor Snape stood up suddenly.
Then he grabbed Harry's sleeve and pulled it all the way to the door of No. 4 Privet Road.
"Potter!" Professor Snape looked at Harry and said viciously, word by word, "Don't tell anyone what happened today?"
"anyone!"
In Harry's bewildered gaze, Snape had disappeared into the darkness.