HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

"Look at what he's doing, look at me, aren't you enough about Professor Emery?" Till gathered everyone's attention in a funny way, "The exam is coming next week, everyone, please work hard."

Hermione looked at Teal excitedly. She had just asked Teal many difficult questions that she was not sure about. Teal's answers made her feel particularly confident: "Don't worry, Professor! I have reviewed well!"

"Ron and I are also grateful to Hermione." Harry frowned and moved his bangs. "It's just that the review process is so terrible. I doubt whether I have paid attention to the lectures this year."

Till wiped his mouth with a handkerchief leisurely, and raised his eyebrows at Harry: "Harry, you promised me that there will be no failing grades on your report card every year."

This was Harry's promise to Teal before enrolling.

Just as Harry was about to raise his head to show his confidence, he saw Snape, who was in a daze over there, come back to his senses and glanced at him casually, and Harry's head dropped.

Forget about other subjects, except for Potions, Harry really didn't have much confidence.

"Harry, as long as you are careful enough in Potions, you won't get a bad score on the exam." Teal helplessly held his forehead, "Or are you saying that you can't even remember the basic formulas?"

Harry murmured: "I do remember it, but every time I use the crucible to boil the potion, I'm always in a hurry."

"Harry blew up the cauldron three times this school year." Snape turned to complain to Teal, "Professor McGonagall granted me twenty cauldrons last year, and he used three by himself!"

Harry scratched his head and tried to explain himself: "The first one was the crucible I bought myself - and I only had problems when brewing it."

"I testify that Harry's grades are not too bad." Ron whispered. Although he was also afraid of Snape, seeing that Harry was almost turning red like the red star on Professor Dumbledore's wizard robe, he felt It was necessary to save some face for Harry.

Teal couldn't help but smiled and shook his head. He first held down Snape, who was still wanting to sue Ron, and then winked at Harry: "Don't worry, Harry, the final exam for first-year students is not difficult, even if you I got zero points for the cooking part, but I still have a chance to get at least an A.”

"The premise is that Mr. Potter, who is always a big fan, can get full marks in the theory part." Snape interjected, watching with satisfaction as Harry's whole face wrinkled up.

Tyr patted Snape angrily: "I'm comforting the child!"

"I'm telling the truth." Snape's voice became smaller and smaller under Teal's glare. Although his words just now were somewhat sarcastic, he was certainly not trying to push Harry away.

The requirements for grading papers in Potions have always been very strict, and the score for practical brewing accounts for 50% of the total grade. If Harry wanted to get an A, which represented a passing grade, he really needed to get a perfect score in the theory part, and Snape also needed to put some slack in the face of his perfect score in theory.

Of course Teal knew that what Snape said was true. Other subjects could set their own standards. However, Transfiguration, Charms and Potions were directly stipulated by the Ministry of Magic. There was very little room for private manipulation. Snape At most, it can only give Harry three extra points.

But when comforting the child, telling such a fact would make Harry lose confidence too much.

"Harry, it's okay. There are still a few days left. There are only three potion brewing tests in the first grade. Just practice them." Hermione patted Harry on the shoulder confidently, "I can Take yours with you and let’s practice a few more times.”

Ron quickly came over and hugged Hermione's arm: "And me, Hermione, don't leave me, save me too."

Till was amused by Ron's words and smiled on Snape's shoulder: "Ron's reaction tells me that failing your subject is a fatal thing."

"Then I hope Mr. Weasley can save his life." Snape sneered, hugged Teal and stood up to walk out of the restaurant.

There was no need for classes during exam week, and Snape had already thought about how to date Teal in the next few days, so he didn't want to sit here and watch the annoying Gryffindors cry and cry over a simple exam.

Teal really liked the temperature in these months. When spring and summer transitioned, it was not as cold as early spring, nor was it as hot as early summer. When she and Snape walked hand in hand out of the castle again, the cold wind blew in their faces. The wind is just right.

"Tell me, what if our future children are not good at potions?" Till didn't know why, but he was suddenly curious about his and Snape's children. Both boys and girls were fine, she was just curious about how Snape would deal with children who might not have any talent in Potions.

Snape was very open-minded - or partial: "Our children, even if they accomplish nothing, I will still love them."

Teal was just acting on a whim, but she turned her head to look at Snape's expression, and saw that his eyes were extremely serious. She let Snape hold her and listened to him promise in her ears: "I actually never thought that you and I would have a child. The process of giving birth to a child will make us both tired."

"But if one day comes, you and them will be the most important thing to me." Snape kissed the tip of Till's ear. Seeing Till laughing in his arms, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

He spoke from his heart.

Teal withdrew from Snape's arms and gently placed his hands on Snape's chest, feeling his heartbeat. Under the moonlight, Snape's beloved fiancée looked into his eyes and said very seriously: "I believe Professor Snape will be a good father."

"We will love them as much as any parents in this world who love their children, no matter whether their potions skills are hopelessly bad - I'm serious!" Till glared at Si, who was laughing at his words. Nap, after finishing speaking, she couldn't help laughing herself, "You won't let me and the children down, right?"

Only Teal and Snape were in the corner under the moonlight. Snape stroked Teal's eyebrows and said, "Of course."

He doesn't have a good father, but he will do everything a father should do. Accompany them to grow up, teach them how to behave, give them their own love...what Snape didn't have, his children will have.

"So how many children do you plan to have with me?" Snape raised his eyebrows and asked Teal in a non-serious voice. He always noticed that Till did not deny that he used "they" to describe their children.

Till's face turned red visibly, and he patted Snape's arm hard: "Just now someone said that he never thought about having children!"

"Isn't this what you have been expecting?" Snape quickly hugged Till and coaxed him softly, "It's up to you to give birth or not."

Snape paused and then said in a subtle tone: "The birth control pill will be useful in six months."

"Me! I'm going to Austria in June!"

"July?"

"July is going to find Newt!"

"August."

"Severus!"

Snape hugged Teal in a funny way, and finally stopped joking. He put his forehead together with Teal's affectionately: "I'm not in a hurry. You can do it anytime as long as you want."