Sev's married life

Hermione knew that Snape didn't like Prince, but it was impossible for her to act as if she didn't care when she received such a letter for help, and talked to Draco when St. Mungo was on duty.

Draco understood and was willing to accompany Hermione if necessary - but Hermione refused.

"I hope you still know you're pregnant" Draco smiled, Hermione's belly was obviously growing every day after three months, especially when he and Hermione worked together for a long time - it was like watching a Life grows, is born.

Hermione clutched her stomach a little depressed, "My clothes can't hold it anymore, which makes me feel like I'm a big fat man, can you understand?"

Draco shook his head cheerfully, "I don't feel the same way."

"Oh" Hermione glared at him, "Then you should get married quickly."

Hermione waited until it was time to get off work and changed into a black wizard robe to wrap herself tightly, boarded the knight bus, and arrived at Prince Manor in a frantic shaking.

She clutched her chest and sighed, "Oh my God, it's the first time I've noticed that it's shaking like this. My little baby, do you get motion sickness?" She lowered her head to speak to herself, raised her head unconsciously, and was taken aback.

Through the windows under the brown walls of Prince Manor, she felt someone looking at her.

When Hermione was waiting outside the door for a request, the servants of the manor opened the pitch-black door and saluted her warmly, "Hello madam, please follow me."

Hermione interrupted him apologetically, and didn't follow the servant she didn't know. "Hi, I want to know if Mr. Randy is okay. He sent me an envelope—but he didn't explain it."

The servant bent over her, "Mrs. Snape, please follow me, Curt is in the manor"

Hermione nodded hesitantly, cast a marking spell on the wand hidden in her hand, and followed the servant into the dimly lit house.

In Spider's End, Snape received many kind wishes from many people - including countless baby clothes, and quite a few maternity clothes for each month.

He picked up a robe and looked at it. His waist was bulging, wide and big. He didn't know what he thought of. The black pupils were as dark as the night.

He stayed in the kitchen, meticulously and rigorously measured out all the ingredients, and prepared dinner for Hermione and himself—although he felt that cooking should be the responsibility of his wife—but when he thought of the silly woman smiling and saying that he didn't Work, all the housework at home must be done by him - he said exaggeratedly at that time, "God, you lazy woman, how did I not find you so lazy before"

"Of course. I used to be a girl, and now I can take your baby. Severus, you are responsible for feeding me and the baby. As you can see, I am also a very demanding person. I will treat you I have great hopes for my culinary skills.”

Snape waited until the pendulum struck twelve, frowned, cursed, hurriedly changed into his coat, and Apparated to St. Mungo's.

"This time, don't explain the reason why you were too busy to forget. Damn woman, I won't believe your strange excuse that you really want to see me come in person." He muttered into the duty room middle.

In the duty room is Drake and another girl.

"Where's Hermione?" he asked sullenly.

Draco stood up in surprise, "Hasn't Hermione come home yet?"

Snape's eyes narrowed.

"Hermione received a letter from Prince. She left after work and said she would go back soon." Draco frowned and told Hermione, "I thought she had returned home."

"Damn it, but she didn't."

Draco put on his coat quickly, and told the girl to keep watch, he needed help finding Hermione, and took the broom in the lounge, "Severus, I'll take you, come up"

Snape gritted his teeth, "I thought you knew I hated this the most."

Drake shook his head, "Noble castles can't use apparation, and the knight bus has stopped. Even if you can fly, it's not as fast as this, professor, don't be awkward"

Snape reluctantly held onto the broom and sat behind Draco, "I'll evaluate your flying skills, sir"

"Okay, Professor," he replied.

The manor was pitch black, and as soon as Draco and Snape walked to the path in front of the door, Snape immediately felt the magic waves left by Hermione here - a kind of intimacy magic between husband and wife.

Sparks lit up in Prince Manor, flickering brightly in the night.

Snape pushed open the tall door. Inside the door, there was only a man sitting at the table. He raised his goblet and toasted Snape, "Hello."

Snape let out a cold snort, and asked indifferently, "Where is Hermione?"

Wally Prince tilted his head slightly, "If you're talking about that beautiful lady. She had a nice dinner with me." He looked up and drank the red wine with aftertaste.

Snape's wand slipped from his sleeve and fell into his palm, "Where's Hermione?"

Wally smiled disdainfully, and glanced at Draco, "She's drunk. It's in the house, Mr. Snape, you can find it yourself"

Draco took up his wand too - it wasn't a good feeling to be in control, and Draco and Snape shared an aversion to it.

"Sir, I suggest you'd better go yourself," he said to Snape.

Draco nodded to Snape, "I'm here to watch him, you go find Hermione"

Snape's fingertips trembled slightly, holding back his strong anger - he had to find Hermione first - he knew this person, who was two points like his mother, if it wasn't for him, Mr. Prince wouldn't have Asking him to accept the inheritance of the Prince estate—another pompous and obnoxious fellow.

As if guided, he walked along the dark gallery, but the road ahead was getting longer and longer.

Snape closed his eyes and followed his own senses—a magic circle was set up here, he said to himself in his mind, he was familiar with this place, even if he had never been there before.

His mother told him everything about the Prince estate when he was a child.The gallery was my mother's favorite place when I was a child, and there will be many interesting Mr. and Mrs. chatting with her.She can hear her mother calling her here, and she responds in her ears over and over again.

Snape didn't see the silver light emanating from the portrait, the familiar magic swirled around his body, leading him to the unknown darkness - he snapped his eyes open, it was the basement of Prince Manor, and his Hands are on the door to be pushed open.

He pushed open the stone-patterned door and walked into an endless place that looked like a study room but had no roof. He felt Hermione's magic, "Hermione, where are you?"

"Severus? Is that you?"

"It's me. Where are you, I'll take you home"

Hermione sighed slightly, "I'm in a book, Severus"

"Book? Which one?"

"I don't know. It's just a feeling, it's crowded in here, Severus, do you know where this is?"

Snape frowned deeply, and his dark eyes looked contemptuously at countless bookshelves and tens of thousands of books - some were even covered with a layer of dust.

"It's the cellar of Prince Manor. Hermione, tell me, what are you doing here privately?"

Hermione turned sideways carefully out of his sight, shrugged, "Sir, I just got a letter from Mr. Randy asking for help, so I came here—you said you didn't like it here, Severus"

"Yes, so now I'm coming to this damn place again because of you" Snape retorted, carefully checking every book - but Hermione's voice seemed to come from the dark, with no sense of direction The sound made him very upset.

"Severus, I'm sorry"

"Mrs. Snape, if you're grown up, stop giving me trouble"

"Severus, I see,"

"Hmph, you're like a first-year brat, never admitting a mistake. Reckless Gryffindor."

Snape examined each book with his wand - there were so many kinds, many of which he had never seen before.

"Severus, can you find the category of cooking?"

Snape entered each book over and over again in his mind, investigating with mental strength.

"Damn it, there's no classification here, it's all densely packed books, and there are quite a few banned books. If it's not the time, I really want to take a closer look."

"Aha, the book I'm waiting for has a recipe for Chinese cuisine, er, what is this dish? - Well, Zimu is so big, I can't see clearly. I never feel that I So small"

"Hermione," Snape called her suddenly and seriously.

"Huh? What's the matter, Severus"

Snape's face was pale, looking at every book he checked and began to emit a dark golden light, refracted from every book, his mana was very consumed - but there are still Countless books.

"Do you know why that bastard put you in the book?"

Hermione pricked up her ears, caught between the pages.

"Prince is a family of potions for generations. The books here are enchanted. I guess only Prince with potions can open these books. I mean, it's kind of like certification, you know "

Hermione thought for a while, "Wally Prince can't actually take over Prince, right? If so, is he using your hand to help him open the inheritance of Prince Manor?"

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☆、Chapter 14