Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Snape turned and walked into the office, followed by Cyril.

"Say what?"

The wizard was still wearing a dressing gown, holding a cup of coffee, looking a little tired.

"Professor, did you not rest well? Or did you not sleep all night?" Cyril asked worriedly.

"Hmm... It's a little late to make potions."

"Please call me next time in this situation, I can at least help you with the materials." Cyril reached into his pocket and pinched the pocket watch that had just been stuffed in hastily.

Snape didn't refuse, nor nodded, but just looked at Cyril firmly, picked up the coffee irresistibly, and took another sip.

"So why did you come here early in the morning? Don't tell me that you want to retire, or that you lost your sniff."

"Um, I'm actually here to return something..." Cyril felt his throat burning.

"return things?"

"This, please promise not to be angry, I really don't know... I woke up this morning..." Xi Ruier hurriedly explained.

"Is it a pocket watch? Give it to me." Snape thought softly.

"Yes……"

Embarrassed, Cyril took out the warm pocket watch from his pocket, and put it gently into Snape's outstretched palm.

The pocket watch fell into the wizard's broad, pale palm, and the silver watch chain slid down Cyril's hand like quicksand, and at the last second, Cyril accidentally pinched it.

The atmosphere fell into silence for a while.

"What? You've become a sniff too?" Snape said first.

"No...no, I'm just...all right." Cyril loosened the watch chain in his hand as if awakened in a start, and turned backwards in a little helplessness.

Snape took the pocket watch, glanced unfathomably at the abnormal boy opposite, rubbed the pocket watch in his hand twice, hesitated for a while and said: "This is...the pocket watch Lily gave me, Five years after our breakup. One day I suddenly received a package from a public owl."

Snape's voice was hoarse, and Cyril could clearly feel his throat quivering when Lily was mentioned.

The boy's eyes were fixed on the professor's Adam's apple which kept sliding up and down.

"I think you know who she is, since you've seen my memory."

"Hmm." Cyril squeezed out a sound from his mouth, which was regarded as a response.

"Our relationship is probably what you see. We used to be good friends who talked about everything, and then we met strangers. We had a bad... misunderstanding. I thought she would hate me for the rest of my life. In fact, it didn't No, she is that kind of person, very kind, full of justice and love. I think maybe after becoming a mother, she has a new understanding, or maybe she is just kind in nature... Heh..."

Having said that, Snape laughed self-deprecatingly and shook his head.

"Anyway, that was the year she sent the watch and she apologized. But I didn't even have time to reply because I was in a deep hole. I fantasized that when things settled down, someday... even if everyone died I am old and dying, I will have a chance to apologize to her, for the past or something. But... her life is too short..."

Seeing that the professor's face turned pale, Cyril gently held his hand.The professor's hands were dry and cold, and still trembling intermittently, like a patient who had been plagued by chronic diseases for many years.

Snape stared down at the corner of the table, did not break free from Cyril's hand, took a deep breath for a while, and continued: "For a while, I couldn't look directly at anything related to her, even the air in England. Makes me suffocate. Not to mention this watch."

Cyril opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

"I know she wants me to look forward, and I understand what she means, but I think it's impossible for me..."

Cyril felt that he was holding the professor's hand and was being held back by the professor. The moment was very short, like an illusion.

"But... Who can explain things like life clearly?" The professor's last sentence was as light as a feather, and Cyril even suspected that he had an auditory hallucination.

The boy looked up at the wizard who was lowering his head to serve coffee in disbelief, and he didn't even realize that he was holding the professor's hand empty.

Had the professor finally found a purpose in life more important than redemption? !

Cyril didn't dare to think too much at the moment, he had just made up his mind to cling to Snape and strive to become a close friend and partner, everything should not be too radical.

But the professor's attitude did make him feel as uncomfortable as being scratched by a cat.His professor might, quietly, change his life goal without him knowing!

Shocking just thinking about it!

"So, your Nixie, you escaped from your house in the middle of the night and took my pocket watch?" Snape suddenly recovered his normal tone, raised his head and stared at the boy in front of him.

"Huh? Huh? ... Oh, yes." Cyril nodded in a daze.

"You were asleep at that time." Snape asked in a low voice.

"Yes."

"The door is locked."

"Ah, yes."

"Then where is Sniff now?"

"In the room, I closed the door and came out. Oh! My God!!" Cyril suddenly realized when he touched the professor's eyes, and immediately jumped up.

"Professor, I, I'll go back first, I'm very sorry!" Cyril hurried out.

"Mr. McLean." Snape put down the coffee cup in his hand, stopped him, stood up helplessly, "I'll go with you!"

The wizard took off his morning robe, put on a black wizard robe, and walked out with his wand.

"Thank you." Cyril couldn't hold back his starry eyes.

"Hurry up!" Snape remained expressionless.

"Ok."

Opening the door of the office next door, the green elf guide Dian Dian leaned against the fence with a dejected face, and howled loudly: "Siryl! Zhaocai ran away! I can't stop him!!!"

Cyril looked at the empty fence, and his heart was half cold for a moment, feeling that his body was hollowed out.

"Which direction did you run from?" Snape also walked in and looked around.

"Just through the crack of the door! I can't get through, he probably knows how to shrink his bones! I pulled its tail and was almost crushed by the crack of the door!" Diandian stood up in grief and anger, gestured for the direction, and began to chatter endlessly. The person in front of him complains about what happened to him.

"The power of attracting money is very strong. It squeezed itself out from the gap in the fence. I tried to grab him, but he dragged him all the way..."

"Come back and talk! Come up, professor, I have the tracking spell given by Mr. Domingo before, let's go find it now before he gets into bigger troubles!"

Cyril interrupted Diandian, put it on his shoulder, drew out his wand and began to cast a spell.

A purple light came out of the wand, pointing straight to the corridor on the left after going out.

"Stop, this spell can be used as a stacking spell, try this!"

Snape made a few uncomplicated gestures, and added some basic restrictions to the spell. A lavender three-dimensional Hogwarts map was displayed in front of everyone, and a bright purple light bar came from where they were now. Started from the location, extended straight forward, turned several times, bypassed the auditorium, and stopped at the kitchen below the auditorium.

Seeing the clear "[-]D Hogwarts Castle Map" in front of him, Cyril exclaimed "cool" in amazement, and ran to the kitchen behind the professor.

The map was always floating in front of the two of them. Dots tightly grasped Cyril's collar, and whispered in Cyril's ear against the wind: "Your professor is so handsome! Especially when casting spells."

Cyril quickly hooked the corner of his mouth and replied in a low voice: "My professor has always been the best and most handsome!"

"anthomaniac!"

"Scream again and shake you off!"

When the two arrived at the kitchen, the huge kitchen had lost its tight and organized order.Hundreds of elves were banging their heads and screaming.Snape stepped forward with one foot and then retracted silently, frowning so much that he could pinch an elf to death.

In the midst of the chaos, Beanie Lightning appeared before Cyril and screamed, "Mr. McLean! There's a mole-like creature in our kitchen and it's stolen all the silverware! And half a Breakfast is about to be arranged in an hour, what can I do!"

Doudou's two slender hands brushed her face, dragging the corners of her eyes and eyebrows down a centimeter, forming a vivid "囧".

But at this moment, Cyril didn't care about being funny, he had already stepped into the kitchen and looked around: "Where's the snuffer? It's the mole!"

"Behind the cupboard on the east side!" Doudou pointed in the direction.

Snape frowned and strode over directly holding his wand, Cyril trotted to keep up.

"Professor, professor, don't use magic spells, don't hurt it! It's not bad to attract money, that's his nature!" Cyril was very worried that the professor would use a catching spell to scare Xixiu.

The two surrounded them, and sniffed and squatted under the cupboard to poke out its head.The black eyes lit up when it was Cyril, and quickly rushed to the boy.

Then... I did two sets of radio gymnastics in a row - warming up and stretching, with obvious intentions.

Against the professor's strange gaze, Xi Ruier handed over two Galleons with great pressure.Sniff moved closer contentedly, and the little paw grabbed Jin Jialong and drew it closer to his stomach.

Before it was too late, Snape took advantage of the moment when he was lucky enough to get Galleons, and raised his unsuspecting Nixie.

Xixiu entered into the hands of a stranger and began to struggle fiercely.

Cyril couldn't stand it anymore, took the poor little guy from the professor's hand, comforted him for a while, walked to a large empty table, hugged the seemingly innocuous Xixiu, and gently held it Fingers scratched its belly.

Xixiu first twisted for a while, and then began to pour out the tableware from his stomach pocket.

The sound of metal clashing resounded throughout the kitchen, and in a short while the entire table was covered with a mountain of cutlery.

In the end, the tableware was empty and the galleons began to pour out.Xi Ruier generously kept the money from Zhaocai's private house, and hugged him.

Xixiu was also exhausted, lying on Cyril's body and staring at him with big eyes.

"Professor, shall we go back?" Cyril asked with a guilty conscience.

Snape nodded slightly and walked ahead.

After leaving the kitchen and the corridor, both of them were a little silent. Obviously, the two of them, who were a little sleep-deprived in the morning, were exhausted.

"What's going on with you and that St. Pierre?" Snape asked suddenly, walking ahead.

"Ah? What?!"

Immersed in a series of thoughts on how to continue to approach the professor, strive to become a partner who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the professor, and not be confined to a junior who needs to be taken care of by the professor at all times, Cyril, unable to extricate himself, was startled by the sudden question Jumping, the movements were stagnant, and Zhao Cai, whose hands had been frozen there motionless, broke free from his restraint in an instant, jumped to the ground, and jumped twice before "Xiu" could be seen.