Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Cyril stepped forward to pick up the roll of parchment, and the five letters "M·M·A·N·O" drawn with silver thread on the ribbon were particularly obvious.

Cyril had definitely seen this abbreviation before, but couldn't recall it for a while.

Today, the officially grown-up boy has finally reached the age where he can use his wand anywhere. Cyril first checked the safety of the parchment with his wand.

The white light showed that it was just an ordinary, normal piece of parchment.

Cyril put down her wand, picked the ribbon with her fingers, and opened it.

A line with the official seal of the Ministry of Magic and a special letterhead came into view.

"Ministry of Magic Assets Notary Office"

(Ministry of Magic Assets Notary Office)

"Dear Mr McLean: This is a notification letter.

The application for transfer and gift of assets filed by Mr. Severus Snape on 1991th July 7 has been granted.

In view of the fact that Mr. Cyril McLean, the party concerned (assigned and donated), was not of age on the day of the application, he made another special announcement on July 1991, 7 (the day when Mr. McLean came of age).

The party (transferee and donor) Mr. Cyril McLean will have the full right to obtain the following assets transferred and donated by Mr. Severus Snape, effective immediately.

The transferred and donated assets include: 1. Fixed assets: 12. England—South of England—7 kilometers away from Brighton Beach, Prince Manor (including the upper and lower floors of the magical building, front and rear gardens, hills and mountain tops Lookout)

共计面积：1987.69平方米折合加隆（按照古灵阁1991年7月6日最新公布汇率）：312.349万加隆（备注：该估值不包括庄园建筑物内部的所有家具装饰古董等一切物品,如建筑物内有家养小精灵，将随房屋一起转让所有权，）

2.英国——英格兰南部——艾琳药圃、普林斯庄园34公里外共计面积：650平方米折合加隆（按照古灵阁1991年7月6日最新公布汇率）：14万加隆（备注：该估值不包括药圃内种植的所有魔法植物）

3.英国——伦敦——对角巷88号、42号商铺两间共计面积：2236平方米折合加隆（按照古灵阁1991年7月6日最新公布汇率）：19.98万加隆（备注：两间商铺均未营业）

4.英国——苏格兰——霍格莫德8号商铺，毗邻蜂蜜公爵和文人羽毛笔专卖店共计面积：11平方米折合加隆（按照古灵阁1991年7月6日最新公布汇率）：7.23万加隆（备注：商铺未营业）

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1. Current assets: 2. Prince Manor carriage [-]...

Total assets (according to the latest exchange rate announced by Gringotts on July 1991, 7): 6 million Galleons [Note]...

The parchment was unfolded, and the dense list of assets was even more spectacular than the list of required books and equipment in the Hogwarts acceptance letter received back then.

Cyril stared at the notification letter from the Ministry of Magic's Assets Notary Office in his hand, his mind was buzzing as if he was running a train.

Didn't you sign the notarial certificate of the temporary heir manor before?Why is there another asset transfer gift? ? ?

Why transfer? !

Cyril felt cold and numb all over.

The big boy who had just grown up walked out of the room and knocked on the door of Severus' room wearing slippers and holding the parchment.

The black wooden door opened in response, Snape was fastening his cuff buttons, half leaning on the door, staring at the boy in pajamas, silent for a moment, then asked softly: "What's the matter? Don't tell me about the bathroom over there The faucet is broken, that's why you haven't washed until now."

Cyril held up a long roll of parchment and was choked up by Snape's words early in the morning. His brain restarted for 3 seconds before he remembered what he was here for.

"Severus, this?"

Snape put the cuff button on the other side, looked down condescendingly at the "khata" in the boy's hand, and hummed lightly to show that he saw it.

"Ah."

"???"

Cyril, who wanted to wait for him to say something, was even more at a loss, what does "um" mean? ?

"It's useless for me to keep it. I came here to solve the connection with you about the blessing potion. Now there is no news about the potion, and the connection between us can't be removed. I will give it to you."

Snape finished adjusting his cuffs and started turning up his shirt collar.

The tone is like "This quill is bought with ink, I don't write, the ink is for you, let's take it together!".

"Why?" Cyril heard herself asking softly.

Snape looked puzzled: "Why?"

A roll of parchment slipped from the boy's hand and fell to the ground. Before Cyril could react, he had already stepped forward and hugged the thin waist of the black-haired, black-eyed wizard.

"Why give it to me, are you leaving?"

Cyril buried his face in Snape's ironed white shirt sullenly, and on the cotton cloth at the tip of his nose was a cold and light fragrance mixed with cedarwood and detergent.

Snape was a little overwhelmed by the big boy's sudden movement, and the two hands that were adjusting the neckline were awkwardly raised in mid-air, up and down, as if they were frozen.

Cyril's forehead was pressed against the warlock's heaving chest, and neither of them took the next step for a while.

Until Snape laughed under his breath.

It was a tremor coming from deep in the chest.

"Who gave you the illusion... that I'm leaving? Huh?"

Snape's last "um", the slightly rising tone made Cyril's half of his ears numb, and the boy couldn't figure out what kind of tone or mood his headmaster was in right now.

"If you don't leave...what are you going to do to me?" The big boy with gray-green eyes was still aggrieved.

"I remember I just finished explaining to you, right here, 3 minutes ago?"

Snape laughed and slowly lowered his raised hands. Looking at the little troll hugging him like a koala hugging a eucalyptus, he hesitated for a long time, and finally put his hand gently on the boy. on the shoulders.

"What kind of explanation is that?"

Cyril found that since he buried his face in Dean Snape's arms, he couldn't see the dean's serious face and deep eyes, and he also became "messy".

"What explanation do you want?" Snape replied with rare mildness.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Cyril's mind, and he buried himself in Snape's arms and continued, "I want to hear your promise to me that you will not leave, even...after those things are settled."

"..."

Cyril was anxious to find that the dean fell silent, and because of the way he buried his face at this moment, he couldn't see the dean's expression.

It may take tens of seconds or 1 minute. In short, it is extremely long for the two people embracing standing at the door.

Snape sighed slightly.

"Everyone, sooner or later, you have to leave. Cyril."

"Take me with you."

Even Cyril himself felt that his dialogue was a bit naive, like a vexatious child.

"Sooner or later, the young eagle will learn to fly, and you... have already flown very well."

"I will only fly with you, wherever you go, I will go there."

"You still have a wonderful life, a life with limitless future."

"Severus, whether you believe it or not, my life will be with you."

Cyril said the words in his heart with difficulty.

The boy finally discovered how difficult and easy it was to express his true feelings.

The opening and closing of the upper and lower lips, the simplest movement, he was in pain, worry, confusion, and entangled for so long, and finally said it.

He was terrified of Severus Snape leaving.

He never told anyone about this matter, but it was like a thorn in his heart. Ever since he discovered Dean's memory crystal, he had been worrying about gains and losses.

Cyril was deeply panicked and suddenly one day, the black-haired and black-eyed wizard retired and disappeared from sight.

Leaving everything to him or the person who cares about him is like the lonely soul deep in his heart, coming and going alone.

The big boy who has just grown up for less than a few hours is like an insecure little beast, stubborn and bluffing with claws and claws, and only whimpers in a panic when he feels that his shelter and support may be lost.

Snape really froze this time, he lost all movement and voice from the moment Cyril uttered that inarticulate sentence, he felt as if he had been ripped out of his body , divided violently into two parts.

A part numbly embraced the big boy who had grown to his chin, and his mind was blank.

The other part stood on top of the two people who were embracing each other, looking down indifferently on everything in front of them.

He was never willing to move his relationship with Cyril in any direction that he thought was ambiguous and dirty.

He felt that was his bottom line, he shouldn't use the only blood and soul in his heart that wasn't too dirty to defile the pure child he was holding in his hand.

Cyril is like redemption, his appearance rescued a traveler who was stuck in the mud, helped him illuminate his way home, and brought starlight to his endless night.

Then what did he do?

Oh, selfish Slytherin, Slytherin at heart.

While he thought he kept the distance well, he couldn't help reaching out his hand again and again, and finally trapped him as he wished.

That's the ending you want to see, isn't it? — Snape asked himself inwardly.

You want him to be inseparable from you, and you try your best to treat him well, but you are reluctant to part with him, and dare not admit it.

You coward!You can only weave a web like a spider, and then put on a noble look, watching the prey "cocoon itself", voluntarily being deeply entangled by the sweet spider silk, and doomed forever.

What a scumbag you are, Snape.

You can't even say a word to tell the boy not to go.

In fact, it is you who are really afraid of the other party leaving!You give him all the things you can get out, so you are afraid that the other party will leave.

You know that the colorful world outside is full of temptations, you are extremely inferior, and you are afraid that Cyril will be confused by the outside world.

So you can only put everything you can imagine in front of him, and hope that Cyril, a boy who has never stepped into society, will find that the outside world is just mediocre one day, and let him stay with all his heart.

Now, your goal has been achieved, Snape, shouldn't you be happy?

Every word spoken by the voice in the bottom of my heart is like a whip on the wizard's soul, every time the skin is torn apart, and the bones can be seen deep.

But what if you stay?Do you dare to promise him?

Snape felt a little drained, a kind of exhaustion and pain emanating from the depths of his soul.

He can give all his hands without blinking an eye, but he dare not make any promises.

Snape's life was either long or short.

During these 31 years, he thought he was daring, he did something wrong, and he voluntarily accepted the punishment and paid the price;

However, none of this should apply to his little Cyril troll.

In the final analysis, the reason why he didn't dare to promise was because of that thing that he had been trying his best to ignore.Cyril is not an ordinary little wizard, nor is he an ordinary boy. His identity and his future are outlined by a pen called fate.

"Cyril, you are an arctic fox. Now that you are fully grown up, your mate is still waiting for you somewhere." Snape heard himself say this.

The body of the boy in his arms trembled, and then his whole body began to tremble.

"Why did you start crying while talking?"

Snape forcibly pulled the boy's face out of his arms, curled up a finger, and gently rubbed the side of the boy's lower eyelid, laughing with feigned ease.

Xi Ruier wiped his eyes fiercely, and emphasized emphatically: "I didn't cry, my eyes are just a little uncomfortable."

"On his 17th adult birthday, our Mr. McLean dropped a golden bean, lamenting his dying youth?"

Snape gently moved his hand over his shoulder to the top of the boy's head, feeling the soft, curly hair.

"We were talking about what it means for you to send these things, and I wasn't crying."

"Well, it's just a small gift. Anyway, you will be my teaching assistant in the future, so there is nothing to worry about."

"And I'm not going to find any destiny mate." Cyril stubbornly grabbed Snape's white shirt with his thumb and forefinger and wouldn't let go.

"Well, you're still young, so you don't need to think about it." Snape patted the boy's head in a very good-tempered manner.

"I think it's fine now, really, Severus. You're not allowed to go, and I'm not going." Cyril was still babbling.

"Ah."

The big hand brushed the bangs on the boy's forehead.

"My birthday wish is this, 17th birthday wish."

"it is good."