[Comprehensive British and American] Magic London

"Don't worry." Harry said after the boy sat down, "Potter has agreed to me being the referee of the air competition, and I won't let you get hurt." Maybe little Sif was impatient because he was worried about this?

Little Snape tapped the table and asked where the food was with his actions, unwilling to easily break the previous decision to ignore a certain guy.

Harry chuckled, "Why don't you tell me the name of the food you want to eat, Severus? As long as there is something in my cooking, it will appear." I don't know if little Severus has a tacit understanding with him.

Although he didn't want to fulfill Harry's bad taste, but when his spoiled stomach started to growl, little Snape still chose to obey with principle, "Bacon and eggs on toast."

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a plate containing bacon and fried eggs appeared on the table. The burnt toast was spread with sweet and sour jam according to the boy's preference. The food was brought to the table.

"Mushroom soup." Harry followed up, and he divided the soup for two people in front of the young man, "Drink it while it's hot."

Little Snape shot Harry a look, knowing that the man wouldn't serve all the food on the table until he got what he wanted.And he couldn't eat alone with the pitiful expression on the other side's eyes. "If you continue to play tricks, I think I have other things to deal with after dinner, so let's end today's tutoring."

When Harry heard this, it was okay, he finally managed to spend a day alone with little Sif! "Beiya has worked hard for you, please post everything I did."

"Alright, Professor Cullen!" A shrill voice appeared in the open space on the right of the two of them. After the house elf snapped his fingers, the hidden spell on the food disappeared. It turned out that these dinner plates had been floating in midair before.After receiving the thanks from the two, Beja excitedly clutched the cloth embroidered with the school badge tightly, and apparated while screaming thanks.

"House elves... are really magical existences." Little Snape commented after a moment of silence. He learned from the book that their magic power is actually very powerful, but they are also strangely full of servility.Just—"Can they Apparate on campus?"

Harry nodded with a smile, and explained proudly: "I'm glad you noticed, it's indeed Severus." He never concealed his admiration for the boy, "You can't Apparate at Hogwarts , so every time the fourth grade learns this spell, it is necessary to choose a special classroom, and then the principal will temporarily undo/disable the protection magic. But all this has no effect on the house-elves."

"This shows that the rules of house-elf magic are higher than Hogwarts' protection spell." Snape analyzed very keenly that the young man felt that this subject could be handed over to Hannibal to study, because he only Interested in research related to potions.

With the opening of the topic, the mode of getting along between the two returned to the past.Harry, who was a good teacher, told him what he knew without reservation, and because of his attitude, little Snape's mood was much better.

But it is a pity that this good state did not continue to the next tutoring.Although the young Snape was equipped with the new fly/sky broom that Harry bought for his situation.

At ranges below 20 feet, little Snape does very well what Harry teaches/instructs.But by the time he reaches 30 feet, the teenager's completion rate drops to 50%, and at 80 feet, it drops to [-]%.Don't talk about movements after [-] feet, if Harry hadn't rushed forward to hug little Sif on his broom, they might need to use those cushions on the ground.

Little Snape's hands and feet were weak, and he was still half leaning against the young man's arms after he fell to the ground.

Harry looked at the silent boy with his head down, not knowing how to comfort him.For Quidditch, the most common flying altitude is around 100 feet.And the Golden Snitch will soar rapidly after sensing the fear in the Seeker.

"Am I a failure?" After a long time, little Snape said hoarsely, "I thought I could restrain myself." In order to resist the fear of heights, he even drank a bottle of diluted courage potion beforehand, And he didn't mind drinking another bottle on the day of the game, anyway, with Potter's potion level, he couldn't tell that he had drunk an illegal/forbidden potion.

"What are you afraid of?" Harry noticed the word 'restraint' very sensitively. Is there anything Sev is afraid of?He had always thought that Snape was more Gryffindor than Gryffindor when it came to courage.

After a longer silence, the corner of Snape's mouth turned up mockingly, "It's just a small detail in my mother's failed love story."

Harry immediately realized that Sev's fear had something to do with his father, Tobias Snape.He interrupted the boy, not wanting to immerse him in bad memories. "It's okay Severus, even if you abstain from the flying competition, you will win the potion competition." One-on-one Quidditch at high altitude is very dangerous, but fortunately, Dad is not a strong Gryffindor yet hitter.

"But I don't want to just give up." Little Snape raised his head, looked at the young man in front of him with burning eyes, his dark green eyes reflected his own image, "I think it's time to face up to that." The boy raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said firmly.

As long as he is stared at by these eyes, there will be a steady stream of courage pouring out of him.Young Snape felt that, as long as Harry was by his side, he might be able to overcome that fear.But the premise is that he wants to tell the root of his fear, like carrion cut to the bone.

Holding the little boy Snape in his arms distressedly, Harry listened to the other side telling the story of the year. Of course, a large part of it was what Irene told his young son.

When Severus was still a baby, Irene discovered that his son not only possessed magical powers, but was very powerful.In order to hide her husband, she improved and brewed the magic potion, so long as she continued to drink it, she would not reveal any magical characteristics.Of course, it wasn't that she didn't love Severus.Knowing that the normal version of the magic potion would deprive the wizard of his magic power for a period of time, and this potion was very dangerous for children who had not grown up in the magic cycle, let alone Severus was just a baby at the time.

In order to develop potions and take care of her son who couldn't control/control the magic power, Irene had a very hard time during that time. She was constantly overdrawing her energy and abusing her magic power.And in order not to let Tobia find out, Irene secretly used many confusion spells and forgetting spells on her husband every day.If things go on like this, Tobia began to speak incoherently, and her sales/sales performance gradually declined, so she began to brew Felicia to help her husband.

Around the time when Severus was one year old, Irene finally developed a magic potion that was harmless to young children. After feeding the green apple-flavored potion to her son and confirming that it worked, she lay on the bed excitedly Fell asleep.Irene hasn't had a good rest in the past year. She has been relying on refreshing potions to support her weakened body.

The author has something to say: Harry teased little Sif inadvertently ╮(╯_╰)╭

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