We speak now of Snape, who cast his Patronus Charm and summoned a Doe (牝鹿), which was exactly the same as Harry's mother's.
(Translator's Note: The original text's first sentence contains a typo, 牡鹿 (Stag), which contradicts the previous chapter and the rest of this chapter's dialogue. The translation is corrected to "Doe" for narrative consistency.)
Harry, seeing the deer, was shocked. He truly thought Snape was pining for his father, and just using his mother as a cover.
He thought: Ever since the Xianning and Taikang eras, the "male wind" (homosexuality) has flourished, even more so than the love of women. I never thought this England would be just like the Song Dynasty.
I just wonder if this oily scoundrel is the one on top, hammering the feces, or the one on the bottom, presenting his rear to receive it.
Snape sneered at Harry for a long moment. Seeing him standing there dumbstruck, he assumed Harry was just stunned by his display of skill.
"If you're giving up, all the better. Then I won't have to see your face every week."
Hearing him mention his face, Harry's mind stirred. He ignored the taunt and asked, "Professor, is it because this one looks like his father?"
The words were like a sharp knife to the heart. Snape's face twisted, and he ground his teeth. "Who! Who told you that!"
Seeing this venomous expression, Harry knew instantly: this was hatred born from unrequited love.
If this were about anyone else, Harry would have laughed. But this was the business of his elders. His throat was full of words he couldn't say.
Damned hells! The world is full of strange things. Brother Hagrid had good reason not to speak of this.
As Snape pressed him, Harry felt a twinge of pity and decided to spare him some face. "This one was just guessing wildly."
With that, he raised his wand to try the charm again.
Snape, seeing him play dumb, was itching to ask more but couldn't. He pushed the thought aside.
"Your emotion is not strong enough. Think of a happier memory."
"If you can't, go to Diagon Alley and buy an eight-inch 'living photograph.' I'm sure the person in it can teach you how to be happy."
Harry, hearing this, realized his joy wasn't sufficient. He closed his eyes and thought back.
Killing Ximen Qing in the Lion Restaurant; the bloodbath at the Mandarin Duck Tower, sending Jiang Menshen to his death; slaying Quirrell beneath the trapdoor...
Recalling these joyous deeds, Harry let out a loud laugh and roared, "Expecto Patronum!"
A massive cloud of silvery-white mist erupted from his wand.
But the mist was fleeting. It vanished in an instant.
Snape sneered. "Hah! Is that the happiest thing you can think of? It was weaker than your last attempt."
"Tell me, Potter! What were you thinking of?"
Harry was baffled. That memory was far more satisfying than the last. Why was the spell weaker?
He said, "This one was just thinking of Quirrell's head being cut off, and Voldemort being reduced to a wandering ghost, soon to be scattered to the winds. I felt utterly exhilarated."
Snape's face twitched.
He knew Dumbledore was right about Harry having "some" personality issues. He just hadn't realized how significant those issues were.
He roared, "Mr. Potter! I told you the core of this charm is happiness! Hope! Life! Positive emotions!"
"Your head is full of death! Do you think you can summon a Patronus that way?"
Harry was confused. "But this one's wand just sprayed a great cloud of silver mist. That was no fake."
"...That only proves you have some small talent for the charm."
Snape stared into Harry's pupils. "If you truly want to learn this, you will listen to me, and not try to be clever."
Before Harry could reply, Snape stood abruptly. "Mr. Potter. Is taking a person's life... happy for you?"
Snape's words were harsh, but Harry did not fear him. "That scoundrel Voldemort killed my parents. This one hacked off his physical body. How could I not be happy?"
"I must remind you, Mr. Potter, the person you killed was Quirrell."
"That scoundrel Quirrell shared one body and two souls with Voldemort. How can they be separated?"
"And speaking of killing, the Professor needn't pretend to be some pious saint. From the moment this one saw you in the Great Hall, I knew you were a scoundrel who had taken many lives!"
The words struck Snape like lightning. His face went pale, and he staggered back. He was silent for a long time.
"...Pick up your wand, Potter. Now, follow my movements. And do not think of death."
They continued until late at night. Harry's throat was dry, but the mist still wouldn't form.
He tried one last time, thinking of the most beautiful things he could, and recited the charm. His wand tip trembled, and a thick, dense cloud of silver mist erupted.
Snape stared, annoyed, as the mist just hovered.
"Alright, Mr. Potter. We will try again next—"
Before he finished, another cloud of mist burst from the wand, merging with the first.
Snape was about to speak, when the wand sprayed again, and again, like a floodgate opening.
Even Snape was stunned. "So much?!"
The mists swirled and coalesced into a single, dense mass.
Harry found it strange. "Yee! Why is this one's Patronus an egg?"
"No... it's an embryo!" Snape stared, mesmerized. "Look... there are her four hooves..."
"This is rare... I have never seen a Patronus in embryonic form. Perhaps she can still grow..."
Hearing Snape keep saying "her," Harry felt a chill. "Yee! Professor, if you are fond of that 'Dragon-Yang' proclivity (homosexuality), do not drag this one into it! I am a red-blooded man!"
Snape snapped back to reality. "Dragon-Yang? Mr. Potter, I have no interest in playing your archaic-language games."
"Kindly speak like a modern wizard, and not like an incompletely evolved caveman, shouting nonsense no one understands."
Snape had been mocking him all night. Harry's patience was gone.
"Professor, if you wish to eat that 'stinking root' (crude term for penis), please help yourself. This one will certainly not fight you for it."
Snape froze. His pale face flushed crimson, his lips trembling as he pointed his wand at Harry.
"Harry!"
"James!"
"Potter!"
"You think I don't dare kill you, is that it?!"
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