Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Cyril carefully observed standing there and turned into a sculpture that could only shake hands.

"He He……"

Sirius tried to speak, but he gasped for a long time as if someone had choked his throat and lost his voice.The voice became hoarse and glitchy.

"He... gave it to you?"

"He said he couldn't send it out, and the owl couldn't find anyone."

"Why... why did you give it to you?"

"Last hope, he thought I could meet... Lily."

When Snape said Lily, he paused indiscernibly, as if struggling to speak, and finally the two words were uttered clearly.

Sirius stared at the dozen letters in his hand in dismay, and wobbled.

In the end, like a slow-motion replay, the emaciated wizard staggered out of the living room.

"You can do whatever you want." He said lightly, unprecedentedly peaceful.

The wantonness and vitality just now are gone.

Cyril pricked up his ears when Snape said Lily, but there was no gossip.Can't help but feel a little frustrated.

Snape watched his old nemesis leave distraughtly, then turned his head to ask the little troll when his minibus would show up.

As a result, when he turned his head, he saw a dejected, wilted eggplant.

The wizard was a little confused when he opened his mouth halfway, what's wrong?

"Syril." The wizard hesitated for a long time and decided to call him by his Christian name temporarily, maybe it would be better this way.

"Huh? Dean?" Cyril, who was dejected, didn't pay attention to what Dean Snape called him.

Snape really paused this time, he hesitated for a long time, and finally said coldly: "Why hasn't your baby snake come back?"

"...I'll call him..." Cyril lifted his head weakly, and then called his own minibus in his heart.

Snape sat next to Cyril, watching the boy beside him carefully.After watching for a long time, I didn't figure out what happened to the little giant.

At this time, a little snake with a little red on its head suddenly appeared in the living room.

"Hiss~" The little snake wearing special glasses raised its upper body to face Cyril, wagging its head and tail, obsequiously, looking like a puppy.

"Just get it. Professor, got it."

Cyril turned his head to look at the dean who was watching him, and his tone became lighter.

"Then let's go." Snape glanced at the boy beside him again, and finally stood up together and walked towards the door.

The "old elf" of Black's old house was also missing, and in the end only Cyril and Snape were left, and they left without embarrassment.

In fact, it's better to go this way, it's better than watching the professor and Sirius Black have another fight before leaving.

The two of them walked through the dark corridor of the old house, with mottled wallpapers and strange pendants on the walls.

Cyril also saw a troll-footed umbrella stand.

The same is Slytherin, the professor's house has nothing, the simple ones can't be simpler, the walls of Sirius' house are full of gloomy decorations and strange decorations, but think about my own house...

The house on Shantang Street, and then think about the McLean Manor on the top of the mountain... The windows are bright and clean, with small floral patterns, white solid wood furniture, bright and fresh hanging paintings...

So who is more abnormal?

Cyril felt a little shaken in his three views for a while.

Just thinking about it broke down, and suddenly the door opened from the outside.

The house was dark, but the sun was shining outside, against the light, it was a bit hard to see who was coming.

Cyril squinted his eyes and could only vaguely see a woman with a golden halo, she had fluffy red hair, and a pair of gentle green eyes with a little sadness.

Cyril twisted his neck almost in horror, reflexively, he just wanted to see how Snape would react.

The light hit his face, illuminating Snape's pale face, dark eyes and tight lips that had not seen the sun for many years.

Without any expression, the professor is not even as excited as himself.

But Cyril could swear by Merlin's 100-year-old sock, and just for a split second, he saw Lily.

Snape's face was very flat, his eyes were dull.

"Oh! Sorry, I didn't know that Black had guests." The red-haired woman closed the door from behind, and the light became symmetrical in an instant, and Cyril was able to really see the woman clearly.

It doesn't look so similar anymore, she is very young, her eye color is not emerald, and her expression looks a bit shy...

Cyril didn't know why he was so excited at that moment just now, almost in a state where his teeth were about to crack.

"are you cold?"

Dean Snape beside him suddenly pressed the back of his hand against his own, and Cyril realized that his hand was shaking.

He trembled with fear.Trembling at the thought for a moment that the professor might have seen Lily.

Almost immediately, Cyril grabbed the big hand on the back of his hand and took it into his own.

Cyril felt the warmth and dryness of his palms, and the feeling of solidity slowly returned.

Snape, who was usually hypothermic, frowned slightly, and the little troll's hands were sweating coldly.

In an instant, he dragged Cyril out of Black's old house with his posture.

The black-haired wizard and the red-haired American shapeshifter passed by without stopping.

……

Sitting in the carriage all the way, Cyril felt that he was in a state of slowly recovering.He still held the dean's big hand tightly in his hand.

It was as if that was the only way to make him feel safe.

The dean is safe by his side.

Snape felt that Black's old house was very evil, and the little troll had been very strange since entering, and the moment he left just now, the state of the little troll was even more worrying.

Now he even suspected that there was something bad about Black's old house that made the sensitive little troll feel so uncomfortable.

Looks like Blake's stupid dog doesn't have a cold either...

The two remained silent all the way, and returned to Hogwarts with their own concerns.

……

When Yeqi pulled the carriage and slowly landed at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Xi Ruier came back to his senses.

Feeling the unusual touch on his hand, the boy was very embarrassed and gently opened the hand that was holding Dean Snape tightly.

Then I was so embarrassed that I didn't know what to say.

Snape didn't say anything, as if nothing happened, he just got out of the carriage in silence, then watched Cyril climb down slowly, and the two walked into Hogwarts Castle together.

[Interlude without responsibility] —————————————————————

Students in twos and threes gathered on the lawn and saw Cyril walking from the direction of the Forbidden Forest with Professor Snape.

"Is McClain going to take over the mantle of Professor Snape in the future?" ——Student A asked curiously.

"Why do I feel that McLean is enslaved by the Potions Master every day?" ——Student B asked distressedly.

"Am I the only one who thinks that the Dean seems like the whole world is only willing to talk to Prefect McLean occasionally?" ——Student C looked blank.

"Oh, you're not alone." ——Student A was expressionless.

"Add one."—Student B's face was numb.

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The two tacitly went straight to the Hogwarts kitchen.

Look for the fireplace Lord Slytherin mentioned.

"Another pendant?" Snape asked, stopping suddenly before entering the kitchen.

"Bring it, it's in the Qiankun bag." Cyril said.

"Hmm." Snape scratched the pear on the painting first, and the kitchen door opened.

Then the house elves headed by Doudou all boiled.

"Dear Professor Snape and Mr. McLean. How can I help you?"

"It's okay, Doudou, let's find something, you continue." Cyril greeted the elf.

"Okay, please tell me anytime if you need anything!" Doudou said with a sharp voice.

……

"It should be this." Snape said, standing in front of a sealed fireplace, watching for a while.

"Minibus? Spit out the pendant." Cyril softly called to his little pet.

The minibus has been looking sleepy since he came out of Black's old house, and he never asked for a lamb when he met him. Hearing Cyril's order, he started to whimper and wriggle.

"What's the matter?" Cyril lightly scratched the small basilisk that was rolling on its belly in the palm of his hand while twisting twists.

"Syril, I seem to have gotten into trouble..." Xiaoba whimpered for a long time.

"What's wrong?"

Could it be... eaten? ? ?

Taking a peek at Dean Snape who was standing there with arms folded, Cyril felt a pain in his head.

"I don't know what's going on...I took it out of the cabinet and wanted to give it to you, but...as soon as it got into my mouth, it started to emit black smoke, and it was useless to spit it out. It screams...and the taste is very strange..." Xiaoba flicked his tail in frustration.

"Where is it now?" Cyril asked dryly.

He had already figured it out, if the minibus said he had swallowed it, he would definitely throw the locket out by holding it upside down.

The dean took the initiative to meet with Sirius Black once, and he was very angry (fog), and almost saw the red-haired woman lose her composure (fog), and the last thing he wanted to take was eaten by the basilisk...

It's touching to think about the consequences.

The minibus will probably be boiled into a pot of red and green potion...

"No... it's here... it's just..." Xiaoba wriggled and spat out a black pendant from the snake's mouth slowly.

The little black thing began to enlarge as soon as it touched the air, and Cyril quickly raised his wand.

"This is... a pendant?" Snape came over suddenly, his voice was close to his ear, which startled Cyril.

"Eh... well, maybe the venom of the minibus is too powerful..."

Cyril used a spell to suspend the black locket in mid-air, and said somewhat uncertainly.

"You don't move." Snape suddenly became serious, and slowly approached the locket, squinting his eyes to observe carefully.

"It's not all your baby snake's venom...it's..." Snape stopped at this point.

He suddenly cast several spells in succession on the locket in mid-air.

At last the locket shone with a dim gray-black light.

Snape pondered for a moment, then frowned and said, "This is very powerful black magic..."

"Let's make a quick decision. I think it's necessary to meet Principal Dumbledore in a while."

"Is this still usable?" Cyril looked at the discarded locket in mid-air.

"Should be fine. Give it a try."

After Snape finished speaking, he brushed his wand across the wall inside the fireplace, and two grooves appeared.

Cyril put the two lockets in one by one.

Then the stone tiles beneath their feet slowly turned into a trapdoor.

Snape opened the door, and there was a staircase leading directly to the basement.

The two held their wands all the way down, and there was a bookcase and some cushions underneath.Looks like a book corner.

At first glance, there are books about spells and magical creatures.

Snape wasn't very interested, and stood aside with his wand raised.

Cyril glanced at Dean Snape, seeing that the dean didn't stop him, he packed all the books in the Qiankun bag.

When the two came out of the basement, they found that the house elves around them were doing their own work, as if they couldn't see them.

"Spatial shielding. There should be a magic circle here. After all, it's very nice to come here once and enjoy the screaming welcome of the house elves..." Snape said flatly.

Cyril nodded with concern.

The two of them took the two pendants that protruded from the restored state and went straight to Headmaster Dumbledore.

Climbing from the ground floor and up, Snape cast a powerful Ignore Charm on the black pendant suspended in front of him, and avoided all the crowd. Cyril quickly followed behind the Dean.

Fortunately, Principal Dumbledore happened to be in the principal's office. When Cyril and Snape knocked on the door and entered, the old man with the white beard was smiling and picking out a large box of snacks.

The sudden appearance of the two made the old man almost knock over the box of precious snacks he had just received.