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Sometimes you need to let something new into life. 

Umbridge was the problem. She must be eliminated. So thought Harry, as soon as he got to her first detention. He expected her to be crazy, but not that much. Use the blood pen on the students. Who could have guessed? That's right, that fucking bitch in pink. As soon as he showed his hand to his friends, everyone had the same thought - to eliminate it.

"I just felt that something was wrong with her," Neville said, smearing Harry's hand with a special ointment. They were in an abandoned room on the 4th floor, which they customized for themselves.

"Disgusting bitch. Not only do we read a useless book in her classes and don't use wands, but she decided to torture the students," Hermione said irritably, leafing through the book. “So the director doesn’t pay any attention at all, you old bastard!”

“Herm, calm down. I already know what I'll do with her, and tomorrow's detention at Snape's will help me in this," - the guy who had his hand wrapped around him smirked. It was a terrible smile that did not promise anything good. Nothing good for Umbridge.

They all calmed down, Neville wrapping a bandage around Harry's arm in silence until Luna spoke.

"Are you still avoiding Nott?"

"Yeah, but he's always looking at me," Harry squirmed as he remembered the looks the guy was giving him. “And my magic always strives to expose me to everyone when he is around.

"He lets you avoid him. But it will come soon - it can't last forever," said Hermione, closing her book." He couldn't help but agree with her.But he wished it didn't happen."

"You need to get him a message," Ginny interrupted, having just entered the room but had heard enough. “I’m not suggesting that you tell it yourself, you can do it through one of us.

" It's a great idea. And why didn't I think of it?" Hermione asked herself.

"I think you're busy planning the impending war, the manipulative jerk and the war with Umbridge," Harry said laughing, but his eyes didn't reflect that. They were serious.
The girl didn't reply to that. But she offered herself as an intermediary. And that she could deliver a message tomorrow, after the runes. On this they all agreed.

“If he uses me as a weapon, he will regret it. Even if I can't hurt him, that doesn't mean I can't hurt his loved ones." Harry began with a smile on his lips." And then I'll look for all the ways to kill him. And I don't care that I can die with him."

"We know it, Harry, we know," Hermione said calmly. No one was surprised by such behavior and words of the guy. Whatever he said, he'll do it, and they know it. He has already confirmed that he can do it and enjoy the process. That is his essence.

Soon everyone will start minding their own business. Luna and Hermione were reading in their chairs, Neville was busy with the plants in the corner of the room, Ginny was sitting and writing something. Harry, feeling safe, began to take off his glasses.Then he moved on to the hair, he messed with it for a long time until he completely removed the crow's nest, showing everyone his long, curly, dark-colored hair. On the top of his head appeared two elongated black ears - fox ears. The fluffy tail appeared through the fabric of the pants. His appearance also changed: the skin became lighter, the shape of the eyes changed, the face acquired more aristocratic features. His nails became longer and sharper, like little knives.

"It's nice not to hide," Harry said, stretching. Then he suddenly hung in the air, it seemed he was lying on something.

"He looks like a Cheshire cat" Hermione thought as she watched her friend squirm in the air. He had been next to Neville, now he abruptly disappeared and appeared above Ginny.

"Wow, I didn't know you liked that, Ginny," the boy said jokingly as he rested his chin on both hands and lay on his stomach. He looked at the magazine, where there were half-naked guys. Each had a toned body.

- Yes, I like it. As well as you,” the red-haired girl said defiantly.

“Oh, you caught me,” the guy said with mock sadness. The others watched them with a smile.
Kitsune disappeared again, and now he was next to a huge bookshelf. Taking a book that smelled of dark magic, he began to read it, still in the air, as soon as he took a half-sitting position. This is how most of their evenings went.

***
Snape's work has begun. It's going to be an interesting evening, Harry hasn't even brought his headphones with him. A copy of his worst enemy entered the Potions Master's office. Yes, Harry had long understood the reason for Snape's hatred. Oh, how he was surprised at such a stupid reason that it was not even related to him. "An adult child who cannot overcome his grievances" - Harry thought with irritation, entering the office.

"Good evening Professor," Harry greeted in a neutral tone.

The man pursed his lips, but answered:

"Good. Have a seat, Mr. Potter."

The guy did just that, he crouched right in front of the Potions Master.

" What I should do? the black-haired boy asked innocently."

“You have to wash all those cauldrons behind you without magic,” the man chuckled evilly. Harry just raised an eyebrow, imitating him, looking at those cauldrons. He said nothing and set about cleaning the boilers. The silence didn't last long before it was Harry who spoke first.

“I’m wondering, professor, why can’t you overcome your hatred for my father, even after he died?” Why do you see it in me even when I was a child?" Harry drawled. The man dropped his pen and looked at the insolent man with hatred. The guy continued.

" Ah, I know! You just believed the old fool who said I live like a prince!" - Harry stood up and slowly approached the man, who was trying to curse him. But he did not succeed, the young man did not even pay attention to it "Did you know where I lived? Probably not. So, I lived with my beloved aunt Petunia. Oh, a beautiful woman who loves magic. Is not it?"

Snape looked at the boy with ill-concealed horror. He knew Petunia, and he knew for a fact that she hated magic. The man began to consider why the headmaster had lied, but Potter interrupted him. He did not notice at all how the guy was next to him.

“And her husband is just a darling. Such a thin and beautiful person!" the boy exclaimed happily. "But after a second, his face turned cruel, as did his tone - Joke. This pig is not even worthy to be called a man, like his child. Both are ideal for dog food."

At the end of the sentence, a predatory smile appeared on Harry's face. Severus finally regained his composure. And he calmly looked at the impudent boy, who may have just confessed to the murder.

"Wouldn't you like to say..."

"Want! It was the best thing in my life! I killed my aunt and uncle before my fourth year. And Cousin Dudlickek looked at it, afraid to move. Everyone has experienced such a gamut of pain and chaos.But I'm not the kind of monster to kill children, so he's alive. Don't worry Professor, the guy laughed innocently." The Potions Master wanted to put in his word, but Harry didn't let him do it "And what a face my beautiful Aunt Marge had when she realized that she was eating her brother, and the dogs were eating her sister-in-law! It was the best joke of my life!"

The guy laughed. It was a normal laugh, not a sinister one, no. As if he just laughed at a funny joke, and not at a terrible murder with cannibalism.

“And why are you telling me this?” the man asked quite calmly. Although inside he was twisted with fear. And the guy that was walking around him felt it and enjoyed it.

“Your acting is commendable, sir,” the young man said matter-of-factory. “Hmm, why am I saying this? Maybe I want you to know what I'm capable of? Maybe I want to brag? Or do I want you to know me for who I am?"

He whispered the last sentence into the man's ear from behind. He quickly recoiled as soon as he finished speaking. Snape didn't show any emotion outwardly, but inside he shuddered as he felt cold breath. The guy stopped smiling, he suddenly became serious.

“I know you knew my mother. They also loved her. I know that throughout the years you have tried to protect me, even as an asshole."

"Language Mr. Potter," Snape said angrily. He did not like to hear this kid, which terrified and calmly spoke about his life.

"So," he pulled out his wand, "I'm Harrison James Potter, I'm taking a life debt from Severus Tobias Snape." It is considered completed.
The guy's wand lit up green, and then went out.

"And also I break his Unbreakable Oath given to Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore." Do you agree to withdraw the unbreakable oath because of its invalidity?
The man took out his wand, which glowed grey.

"I Severus Tobias Snape agree to abdicate my Unbreakable Oath given to Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore."

“So be it,” they said in unison.
Their wands lit up brightly before going out.

“God, the headmaster’s name should be He-Who-Name-Must-Not-Be-Named.” Fuck, I'm still surprised how my tongue didn't get confused," Harry said laughing, referring more to himself than to the person opposite.

The man himself was confused. It was too much for one trial. He was tormented by contradictions about the young man in front of him.

"That's right - think. You must choose a side. As you understand, I am a third party, and I do not belong to Dumbledore.I'll give you time to think."

"Why do you need me?" the Potion Master decided to ask.

“For the same reason as the others, you are a valuable ally. I see a lot of benefit for myself and for you if you take my side. Just think about it."

The boy felt a heaviness in his pockets. He gave a last smile to the confused man and disappeared.

***
Harry didn't wait long and headed straight for Umbridge. Along the way, he stirred the dry ingredients to get what he needed. When he reached her room, he made sure that she would not hear or see him. He walked calmly through the wall. This bitch in pink was sitting quietly drinking tea. Harry just smirked - it won't be long before this toad drinks his favorite tea, if he doesn't stop at all.

He found her stock of tea. Quickly opening them all, he mixed in the ingredients he'd mixed along the way. Having closed the packages so that it seemed they were not touched, he disappeared and appeared in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady.

The next day, when Umbridge began to drink her tea at breakfast, her eyes almost popped out of their sockets with horror. And then she quickly ran out of the Great Hall. The poor thing couldn't stop the gases coming out of her ass. Everyone laughed at her, even the teachers. No wonder Potter decided to have breakfast today in the Great Hall.

"What did you do to her!?" Ginny asked laughing.

"Yes, it's rubbish. I just mixed laxative herbs into her tea, which act instantly. They will have a side effect if mixed with gap-grass.Well, a few more hallucinogenic plants that affect not only vision, but also taste," - the guy grinned, and then began to blink his eyes innocently "It seemed to her that she was drinking blood. Oh what a pity."

They laughed together and went back to breakfast.

***
It had only been a few hours since the breakfast incident with Umbridge. Hermione asked to meet him before the Divination. Entering the aisle, he saw his girlfriend, with a bunch of textbooks in her hands. She immediately turned her attention to him.

" I talked to him. This bastard, ignored most of my speech," - she snorted, but continued "But I got an answer from him."

" And what is it? Harry asked warily."

"All he said was that he had no bad intentions. And also you can't run away from it, you will always be connected."

Harry didn't answer. He just stood there for a few seconds in silence. Then he left. Hermione just sighed and went to Arithmancy.