HP wanders to the end

Harry enjoyed his lunch, and everyone who passed him knew he was in a good mood.

He didn't go to work for more than a month, and he also took the long Christmas vacation. He looked refreshed, and he was so happy to come back to work, which made his colleagues who were seriously short of vacations feel very jealous.

However, those who knew about Harry's situation didn't say much. Being able to come back safely was already a good thing.

"Harry, it's time for us to go on patrol in a while." Kane reminded him while nibbling on a sandwich.

Harry chewed, nodding in agreement.

"You look good now, what happened during the holiday?" Kane asked full of gossip.

"Good thing?" Harry thought of what happened around him, and didn't think there was anything special, "Probably not!"

"Maybe it's in love?" Kane asked tentatively.

He was very careful in asking, and he was also afraid to talk about Harry's sad things.After all, most of them knew about Harry's former girlfriend, Ginny.

They were all talking about marriage, but ended up breaking up.

"No..." Harry retorted halfway, but couldn't continue.

He and Snape are indeed in love, seeing each other every day, dating every day... except that they don't tell each other, they don't say you love me...

And Harry even found that when he thought of this, he didn't even feel disgusted.

So what's the situation?

Already lonely to "I like myself"?

"Harry...Harry..." Kane waved his hand in front of Harry's eyes.

Harry finally regained his senses.

"It seems that you are really in love. Did you indulge in the memories of getting along with your lover just now?" Kane said with a smile.

Harry shook his head unconvincingly: "Okay, let's eat your meal! We will have a mission in a while!"

"Okay! Tell me if you're in a relationship!" Kane, who is single so far and has barely dated a few times, is full of resentment.

Harry ignored it.

It's nothing to like a man, but what if you like a man who has long passed away and is still stirring up the situation in your mind?

Harry began to suspect that he was not sick in the dream, but that he was really sick at this time.

Harry hadn't recovered from his patrol with Kane.

When they got home, Hermione happened to be home too.Harry almost couldn't wait to tell Hermione what had been edited out.

"Wait, wait Harry!

"What you said just now means that you fell in love with a character you imagined?" Hermione responded after closing the door.

She couldn't believe it.

Harry answered her in the affirmative.

"But I still don't understand.

"Harry, what kind of person are you imagining?" She wondered if someone had cursed Harry and they hadn't checked.

"Snape." Harry didn't hide it now.

"Snape..." Hermione felt a throbbing pain in her brain when she heard this name. She calmed down for a long time before she recovered, "Very well, Harry... what did you do?"

She had only thought that Harry liked some fictional character, but it turned out to be Snape... Snape, a long-dead double agent.If she remembered correctly, Snape and Harry had a very bad relationship.

The relationship between people needs to be managed. If you just like a fantasy character, without the subsequent accumulation of emotions, this false obsession will soon be broken.

Hermione smelled something very bad from Harry's narrative.

Harry embarrassedly talked about his interaction with Snape in his dream.

"Harry, have you been too tired lately?" Hermione looked at Harry worriedly.

The situation Harry was describing was a bit schizophrenic, and Hermione was worried about his mental state.

She couldn't even imagine why Harry would suddenly have such symptoms after spending so many years safely.

Is the Auror job too heavy?

"Maybe..." Severus existed as if he was really alive. Harry didn't understand the mental illness in the world of ordinary people. He wanted to indulge in it, but he knew it was wrong.

Harry couldn't think of a good way, so he could only ask Hermione.

As for Ron... In addition to being able to talk to him about his situation and venting by his side, it is difficult for the two of them to come up with any solution together.

Ron is smart, but facing this situation, he is probably the same as him.

"Harry..." Hermione also had a headache when she thought of the difficult problem Harry had posed for her.

She made Harry sit down, but she herself fidgeted, spinning from side to side thinking.

"Let's see a psychiatrist." Hermione didn't ask who Harry was seeing, and she couldn't figure it out herself.

Schizophrenia was not something she could handle.Wizards don't have a deep enough research on human psychological problems. If they want to solve this problem, I'm afraid they can only go to a psychiatrist among ordinary people.

Hermione had a certain understanding of this, and Harry was not serious yet, but if he continued to sink in, he might not be able to distinguish between reality and illusion in the end.

It could easily lead to accidents... Hermione never wanted to see Harry in danger of getting hurt.

Harry looked at the fear and worry on Hermione's face, and he couldn't say anything if he wanted to refuse.

At the originally scheduled dinner time, both Harry and Hermione ate absent-mindedly.

Hermione made an appointment with a psychiatrist, and Harry lay back on the bed, ready to say goodbye to Severus as well.

But this night, he had no dreams.