bat, grimm and the cat can fix it (Translation)

An unpleasant truth

Severus had ordered the food and was now on the way to his student and his monster. When he got to his room, the man began to laugh softly
There was a sign on the door that read: "No entry. Exception, Professor Snape. "
The excursion had apparently hit the boy harder than he thought.
Severus knocked. From inside one could only hear a growl.
"Potter, it's me."
with that he opened the door and entered.
His student was lying on the bed, his face buried in the cushion. Blacky sat next to it. Hagrid's stupid book was also in bed and seemed to suckle Potter's hair.
"Interesting message that you hung on the door."
The boy turned to his teacher. He had said message in hand.
"Why did you take it off?"
"Because otherwise we wouldn't have gotten any food. come on, get up. It wasn't that bad. "
"Oh no? Do you want to trade with me?"
Snape smiled but said nothing.
Harry climbed out of bed. Blacky did the same. And the book? That whined.
"This is really silly now."
The boy just shrugged.
"Have you already put your shopping away?"
"Yes, just like I said."
"And where are your old things?"
"Well in the closet. Where else should they be? "
"Maybe in the trash can?"
"Why? You're still okay. I may still need it. "
"Potter, I'm not going to argue with you about those rags. Give it to the book and the mutt if you want. then the two have something to destroy. "
Harry looked at his teacher in surprise. But then he really got everything out. His underwear, especially the old boxer, turned bright red.
Snape almost choked.
"Please tell me that they weren't already used."
"Okay, I'm not saying," the boy mumbled.
Severus took the whole pile and tossed it in front of the book.
"There, have fun. And woe to one of these things is still whole afterwards. "
neither book nor dog could be said twice. Like the berserkers, they threw themselves on the pile of rags.

Then the teacher's gaze fell on two bottles.
"Hair shampoo made from horse milk?"
Harry gratefully accepted the distraction.
"Yes, Hermione made me think about it. It was her first Christmas present to me. She said that my hair won't look so wild then. "
"Do it anyway."
This time the boy even laughed.
"Not that bad anymore. do you remember how I looked at the beginning of the first year? "
Severus thought for a moment.
"As if you had fled every comb all your life."
The boy's laugh grew lighter and louder.
"Hermione also said that it would probably help with your hair, too."
The boy's face changed again and he looked to the side, embarrassed.
"Are you talking about my hair?"
well, Severus knew he had problems with these things, but why did the students talk about it? And had been for ten years, as he knew very well.
The boy shrugged again.
"We just kept wondering why her hair is always greasy. Especially because you are very good at brewing potions. "
"Potter, I'm not, very good. I am a master. And just so you know. I have greasy hair. even with my new shampoo I can't get it under control. "
"What's it called?"snape didn't know why he was telling the boy all this, but, for some reason it bothered him that everyone always thought he wasn't taking care of his hygiene.
"Smooth and silky."
Harry tried to hide his laughter, he even turned in a different direction.
"Smooth and slimy would be the better name."
"POTTER!"
"Um, did I just say that out loud?"
"Yes."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. but give this a try. If it gets my hair under control, then maybe yours too. "
Taken aback
the man the bottle the boy had given him. great, now he was already taking tips from someone whose hair looked like something that has worn the cat.

A knock saved the man from having to thank him.
The waitress brought the food and the Daily Prophet. while she stared at the boy so much that he took a step back. The woman sighed.
"Oh Mr. Potter, it's so nice to have you here. Wouldn't you like to meet me in the taproom for a butterbeer in the evening? "
Harry opened his eyes. Fortunately, Blacky let go of the rags and stood in front of the boy.
The Potions Master was seething.
"Ms. the boy is only 13 years old. Don't you think it's a little improper to approach a child? "
the woman turned indignantly. She knew exactly WHO was standing in front of her. Snape had been three grades below her.
"Mr. Snape, the boy is the hero of the wizarding world, the conventional rules hardly apply to him. besides, in four years' time he will be a man. I will certainly not let you screw up my chance of a date! "
Harry was green now. And the first tears had also formed in the emeralds.
severus was about to jump the box in the face. What allowed one of his students to cry? Only he was allowed to do that.
The dog was also at 180 now. Just like a certain owl and a book.
"Listen to me carefully to MS. first, it's called Professor. Second, does the boy look like he is enjoying your deplorable company? And third, I'm here to take care of Mr. Potter, including in front of blatant people like you. and now you go away. And don't get too close to the little one again!
Blacky, would you please show the lady where the door is. "
Amazingly, the dog listened to him. He bared his teeth and walked over to the waitress. she had grown paler. And now she ran out of the room screaming.
Harry was through with his nerves. He didn't understand. What did it mean that conventional laws did not apply to him? would he always have to fear such attacks in the future?
Desperately he looked at his teacher.
He spoke to him surprisingly calmly.
"I'm going to complain to Tom about this person. and also make sure that you will not be harassed in the future. "
"Will this happen to me more often?"
Severus almost didn't understand the child so quietly the question came.
"I hate to say it, but probably yes. for many you are a miracle come true. Then you also have money and you are humble. Any upstart will approach you. Be it as with the person, or just for social reasons. "
Harry said nothing more. he just sat in his chair and buried his face in Blacky's fur.
Severus was no less upset. Yes, the woman really had taken a lot out of it. But the man wasn't surprised. in stark contrast to Potter's reaction. Hadn't anyone prepared the boy for how the wizarding world would react to him? Apparently not. Then it would probably stick to him.
great, that's certainly not how he had imagined his vacation. He would have to have a serious word with Minerva. After all, she was the head of house for the Benge ... child.