[Comprehensive British and American] Magic London

Chapter 100 sieverts help find sieverts

"Hey! You don't even come to give me a hand." Harry lazily stretched out his hand to the boy, "Although school hasn't started yet, I'm your professor after all, so it's not good to see me lying down like this."

Snape heaved a sigh of relief, and took two steps forward to stretch out his hand to pull him back, but he was crushed under him by the opponent's counterforce/turning over with force.Snape looked at Harry's smirking face calmly, and asked forcefully, "What are you going to do?"

Harry smiled rascally, and hugged the boy in his arms tightly to wipe off the sweat on his body, "Sev, you are too serious, I see that you seem to want to lie on the floor, so That's not going to help."

Snape paused for a moment, then pushed Harry away from him vigorously, stood up and dusted off the dirt: "Boring." After throwing down his two-word evaluation, the boy left the room quickly.

"Strange..." Harry still sat on the ground and scratched his head blankly, "Why are you so angry today?"

The young Snape who returned to his room slammed the door of the bathroom, no matter how mature his heart was, his body/body was still a 16-year-old who couldn't resist teasing/teasing!

During the summer vacation of the last month before the start of school, Professor Cullen, who considers himself an elder, was physically and mentally exhausted by the eccentric Snape.Harry defined all the abnormal behaviors of little Sif as youth/adolescence/adult rebellion. You must know that he did a lot of stupid things when he was 16 years old.

Although he explained it to himself, Harry was still worried, afraid that if he didn't catch it, the rebellious little Sif would fall into some kind of whirlpool, especially the pink one.

Just when Harry was about to be unable to hold back the emotions that kept clamoring in his heart, and wanted to do something selfishly, a basin of cold water was poured on his head.

"Lucius sent a letter saying that the lord has helped me obtain the permission of the Prince family inheritance through the Ministry of Magic." Snape threw a huge thunder on the dinner table, "Lucius will come tomorrow morning Pick me up to the Ministry of Magic for some formalities, and then I'll spend my last week at Malfoy Manor, so you don't have to drive me to Station Nine and Three Quarters."

"Why so suddenly?" Harry couldn't react for a while, did little Sev's illness worsen during puberty?

Snape cast a glance at the young man, and said in a cold tone, "It's not sudden. As a potion family, the inheritance of the Prince family is naturally what the lord needs." Lucius also revealed this news in the previous life, when He refused, and Snape still remembered that the reason for his rejection was that he could reach the pinnacle of the Potion Hall without inheriting him.Perhaps it was his disdain for his own family of wizards that resonated with the Dark Lord. That person did not punish him for his ignorance, but instead gave him a lot of encouragement and rewards.

Just looking at it now, when discussing potions with the Dark Lord later, the other party must have obtained some inheritance from the Prince family through other methods. Essentially it is different after all.

"There's no one in the Prince's house?" Harry didn't know how much little Sif knew, so he could only ask tentatively.

Snape suddenly turned up one corner of his mouth, and continued after a long oh: "I almost forgot, the person you've been looking for is Prince." Unable to control his weird tone Snape punched himself hard in the heart.

Harry was startled immediately, little Sev's deep black eyes were like a snake king hunting, and he was naturally the prey that was stared at by the majestic momentum and couldn't move.

"What?" Snape tilted his head slightly, the arc of the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, "Could I remember wrong?"

"No..." Harry's voice was dry and hoarse, almost unable to make a sound, "No."

Snape nodded resolutely, and said quite proudly, "That's it." He put down the knife and fork and arranged the tableware in front of him and continued, "Your Prince should be a member of the branch. There is no one left." Snape stood up and came to Harry's side and patted Harry's shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, I will help you find it after I take control of Prince's house."

Harry stared blankly at little Sif leaving with a smile on his face, as if he had been cast with a holding spell.Without him, the boy's smile...is too abnormal.Wait... What did little Sif just say?Find Sev! ?

It is almost certain that this world does not have its own Sif, and the little Sif, who is favored by the flamboyant/scumbag guy in Hermione's mouth, wants to help him find the big Sif? !

Merlin, are you punishing me for falling in love with two Sevs? !

Even if it's wrong, I just hold back, don't let little Sif go, Lucius' peacock will teach his little Sif to ruin! ! !

No matter how Harry refused in his heart, Snape resolutely boarded the carriage sent by Lucius. This time he went to Malfoy Manor in a fair/fair way, carrying various tasks assigned by the Dark Lord.

The sixth grade belonging to Snape started from the subtle awkwardness between the two of them. He cooperated with Lucius to mail finished potions via owl on a regular basis, and at the same time put more energy into the production of soul potions. under development.The potion that exploded before it was finished was always a concern in Snape's heart. Although he never found a chance to check it for Harry himself, the damage to the soul would never be healed by a time travel, what's more. ...may get worse.

When Harry was at school, he still followed the principle of not disturbing the peaceful student/student life of little Sif, so depressed he had to devote more energy to the affairs of the Order of the Phoenix.The old man who was still in good spirits after more than ten years kept training him on the grounds of lack of energy, and it was also because of this that Harry could communicate with Lucius more, so that he would not spoil the innocent little Sif.

After drinking the high-quality potion of youth offered by Snape again, Voldemort felt the abundant magic power in his body and summoned his current favorite left and right hands - Lucius Malfoy and Bellatrix Rice trange.

After returning to Malfoy Manor, Lucius immediately ordered Dobby to invite Harry. The notebook thrown on the table looked unremarkable, and the normal white light of the check/check spell couldn't take away the irritating/ Creepy/creepy/random feeling.

Harry appeared in the study only a moment later, and just as he was about to tease Lucius for his gaffe, he saw Voldemort's first Horcrux—the diary, along his line of sight.

The author has something to say: HP: Little Sif is so innocent and will be spoiled when he is with Lucius!What should be done!Waiting online is very urgent!

LM: Heh... I don't have that ability.

SS: If there is anyone who can bring me down, it can only be one person.

HP: Who!tell me who he is! (Level [-] battle preparation!)

SS: You.

HP: o(*////▽////*)q

LM: Hey, what did he say, why are you blushing!