Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Ms. Rita Skeeter then asked two more questions, mainly on Cyril's growth and Snape's own views on this "apprentice".

Cyril stared at the green quill that would not get tired at all, and watched it write itself as a happy family in childhood but empty inside, confused and unable to find a direction, only a talent for potions but no one could. Correct guidance—————If the quill can know ancient Chinese, only "Shang Zhongyong" can express its regret for the "little genius Cyril" who was almost wiped out by everyone and attack the man-made environment that wiped out the genius.

The quill pen wrote two pieces of paper in Cyril's childhood with "Win Si Quan Chung", and the "talk" changed: However, Merlin treated the "little genius Cyril" very well—he met a murderous person. Kind Snape.Under the master's training, teaching, and influence, the "little genius Cyril" finally found his life goal. Inspired by Snape, he understood that his talent could be of the greatest use only when serving the wizarding society, so he became a An excellent magic doctor.

All in all, this is a little white romance drama (the first half) dressed in inspirational growth sheep's clothing.

But fortunately, from the beginning to the end, Rita's quill did not write any words that caused them discomfort, except for a little exaggeration, a little blood, and a little brain damage...

It was [-]:[-] when Cyril and Snape came out of the Hog's Head pub, that is to say, the entire interview took less than an hour.

"Then, Mr. McLean, I will leave all the arrangements for the rest of my time to you."

Snape tidied the scarf for the white fox boy, then stretched out a hand, took the boy's hand in his big hand, and stuffed it into the black coat pocket on his body.

Cyril made a "please" gesture with the other hand, pointed to a remote corner, and said, "It's my honor, Mr. Snape. First we need to find a place to Apparate."

The black-haired black-eyed wizard raised his eyebrows: "I thought you just learned to apparate, and your skills aren't too pure yet?"

"How will you know if you don't try?" Cyril stared expectantly.

Snape rarely showed a tangled expression: "Do I know where I'm going? Or I'll come... I don't want to have my arms and legs scattered on my birthday..."

"Hahahaha!"

Cyril finally let out a laugh, one hand was still held in the opponent's hand, the boy turned his wrist in a different direction, and simply wrapped his arms around Severus' waist.

"I'm kidding you, when I ordered the meal, the other party provided me with a two-way door key that can only be used twice. How about it, let's go together?"

The free hand stretched out, and what looked like a keychain was wrapped around its slender fingers.

Snape took the "keychain" with one hand, raised one corner of his mouth, and snorted a "huh" from his nose.

"Grab it."

Cyril immediately approached the person next to him infinitely like a koala, tightly grabbing the hand that was holding him, and the other hand followed Snape to touch the "keychain".

"Mentos."

……

The two of them appeared on the top of an unfamiliar mountain in an instant, surrounded by a square house made entirely of glass.The lower part is hollowed out, fully three meters high, and on both sides are pillars that act like "legs" for support.

Seen from a distance, the whole house looks like a transparent matchbox with two legs, standing firmly on the top of the hill.

Snape looked at the oddly shaped house in front of him, and gave a "tsk" sound.He looked around calmly, surrounded by vegetation on the top of the mountain, making this small house extraordinarily quiet and safe.

At this time, a person came out from the "transparent cube", standing high on the side of the glass cube and looking down at the visitors - an old woman in a gorgeous wizard robe, wrapped in a shawl, with a kind face.

"Welcome. Rael told me that his best friend is coming, and I can't wait to see you this afternoon."

"Good evening, Granny Anne. Nice to meet you, please call me Cyril, this is my partner, named Severus."

"Cyril, Severus, please come up. Hope you enjoy tonight."

Only then did the two notice that a transparent staircase extended from above at some point.

Climb up the stairs and walk close to the glass cube building, surrounded by a circle of transparent glass railings, and the floor under your feet is also glass, extending from the building, similar to a terrace.Annie was standing by the fence on the terrace, wrapped in a blue cashmere shawl, and staring at the two with a smile.

"Please come in."

The glass house is covered with white cashmere carpets, and there is only a dining table inside, with a partition on the side, and it looks like there are other rooms.

The table was already set and the candles were even lit.

"I heard that a gentleman here celebrated his birthday and opened a bottle of champagne?" Annie appeared at the table with a bottle of wine.

"Thank you, we'll just come by ourselves. I'm sorry to bother you." Cyril replied obediently.

"Oh, please don't say that. I've been wanting to meet you guys, my granddaughter is a huge fan of yours - a little Hufflepuff girl in Year 1 who has a newspaper clipping of you in her bedroom and says you're a great Talent... She said that there is some kind of user organization of yours in private in their college... I am old and I don't know much about it. However, if she knows that you have come here for dinner, she will be very happy.

Dinner tonight is now until 9, and I'll be back after that.The daily necessities are all prepared in advance. Cyril said before that you have to go to work tomorrow, so you can manage the time yourself, and everything is based on your convenience. "

After Granny Anne finished speaking, she put the shawl aside, and a beautiful apron floated over and wrapped it around her body automatically.She happily returned to the kitchen.

Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at Cyril, waiting for the boy's explanation.

Cyril just squinted at him and smiled, raised his glass and said, "Happy birthday, dear."

"Thank you."

The wine glasses touched lightly, and the room was very warm. After the two came in, they only wore shirts and sat in a restaurant with only one table. There were no waiters and no irrelevant personnel. They were surrounded by glass walls, through which they could see the cedar trees in the winter night. , Arborvitae And Spruce.Occasionally, one or two birds were startled and quickly returned to the branches of the trees. The sky was completely dark, and the sky changed from a clear blue-purple layer by layer to a layer of ink that was so thick that it could not be melted.

"This restaurant is called Annie's Kitchen, and the chef is Granny Annie. The kitchen magic book compiled by her is still the No.1 bestseller in the family category in Lihen Bookstore."

Cyril explained the interesting aspects of the store in a peaceful voice.Just at this time, two plates of appetizers that looked small but extremely delicate and lovely appeared on the table automatically.

"You also know... this kind of interesting restaurant must have been told to me by Rael, and the two of them would go all over the world to explore food whenever they have time. Although...it's amazing, his Mr. Vampire is a restaurant that doesn't need to eat at all. A person with no taste. After listening to his introduction, I found this place very interesting, so I contacted Granny Anne and made an appointment in advance on your birthday."

Snape ate the food in front of him in small bites, raised his head from time to time, and glanced at the white fox boy who was talking through the warm yellow candlelight.

"Grandma Anne's restaurant is very famous in the industry, not only because of her delicious dishes. You should have heard it just now. Guests can stay here for one night after eating, in this completely transparent glass house Rael said that if you are lucky and catch up with good weather, you can see the entire starry sky lying on the bed..."

Cyril's voice fell, and the two raised their heads at the same time.

Today is probably what Rael called a "lucky day", with the first quarter moon and twinkling stars overhead.

Two plates of pasta with purple-red soup have been set on the dining table. Fresh basil leaves and finely chopped nuts are randomly scattered on the golden noodles.

"We'll rest here for the night and go back tomorrow morning. OK?"

Cyril looked at the man across from him expectantly.

Snape gracefully took a sip of the champagne in the crystal glass, and finally said the first sentence when he sat at the dinner table: "I remember I just said an hour ago: I will leave the arrangements for the rest of my time to you , I don’t intend to take it back now.”

Cyril's eyes lit up, and she frantically wagged the fox's tail in her heart.

Granny Anne's craftsmanship is better than seeing it once, and Rael is indeed a senior food blogger who claims to have eaten all the Muggle and wizard "Michelin stars" in Europe.While waiting for dessert with Severus, Cyril secretly gave Leiel and Grandma Anne a 1000-word praise with pictures.

"Because today is a special day, I changed the winter special pie into a small birthday cake. This is also the last meal offered today... Are you two satisfied with your meal?"

Grandma Anne personally brought out a small pure white cake, with a few fresh, tender and bright red berries scattered on the top layer of the cake.

Cyril wrinkled the tip of his nose and stuck out his tongue playfully: "It's a pleasure to taste delicious food here, I don't even want to go back."

Grandma Anne was so teased that she kept laughing, and placed the cake in the middle of the table: "Then feel free to stay here. You are welcome to come often when you have time!"

Xi Ruier nodded happily and said, "Then we will not be polite!"

"This house is associated with a house elf—Caramel Macchiato. If you have any problems, call her directly. I'll go back first and enjoy the night."

After Annie finished the last sentence, with a wave of her magic wand, the entire dining table was cleared except for the cake, and the wall of the kitchen was also closed, leaving only the dining room and the connected bedroom.

The sound of horseshoes came from downstairs, and a carriage waited quietly under the glass house.

"My husband is here to pick me up, so I'll go first. Goodbye, boys. Hope you come to play often!"

Cyril and Severus took Granny Anne to the terrace, watched a bearded grandfather in a small dress get out of the carriage, and helped Granny Anne straighten the shawl, and the two happily boarded the carriage together.

Seeing the carriage gradually disappearing into the depths of the forest, Cyril suddenly asked the man beside him with emotion: "Severus, tell me...will it be the same when we grow old?"

The black-haired black-eyed wizard answered firmly, "No."

The white fox boy's eyes widened: "Why?!"

"First of all, St. Mungo's has no place to park a carriage; secondly, I don't think it is necessary to have a carriage parked at the gate of the castle to pick you up after class at Hogwarts. Finally, as long as you don't retire, I will definitely...not be alone Keeping you at work..."

"...Severus, can I kiss you?"

Cyril stared at Snape's thin lips, and suddenly interrupted the wizard's words.

"...Should I answer: Welcome...?"

"No...you should pounce on...then say, let me..."

Cyril answered with his mouth, hugged the wizard directly, and kissed him.

Snape turned his head so that the boy who was slightly shorter than him could kiss his mouth instead of his chin. It was actually a bit cold outside, but they didn't know whether it was because they were full or because the two of them were too close. You can stand here for a while.

There is no one in a radius of one kilometer around.As night falls, everything is silent, tired birds return to their nests, and even small animals are pitifully few.

This place is also located on the top of the mountain, as if in the world, there are really only them and each other left.

There were no Death Eaters, no Order of the Phoenix, no You-Know-Who, and none of those annoying mundane rituals.

Snape suddenly felt his left hand being held, and a solid and cold ring was wrapped around the base of the middle finger against a ring of skin.

He gently staggered his cheeks, lowered his head, and stared at his left hand wordlessly.

"Happy birthday, honey."

Cyril caressed the ring on the wizard's middle finger with his fingers unevenly.

"You are booked by me now, so think about it... when will you marry me?" The white fox boy's tone was filled with unconscious excitement and nervousness.

Snape was still staring at his left hand closely, as if he had discovered that he had grown a middle finger for the first time, his Adam's apple slid up and down for a moment, and the wizard seemed to have finally found his voice, sighing in a low voice : "...Syril, I thought I should bring this matter up...but you, a little monster, are always disrupting my plans."

Cyril curled her lips: "Of course I should mention it. All your properties have already belonged to me. It's really unreasonable not to give you a title."

The black-eyed wizard laughed lowly, and Cyril could feel the tremor in the wizard's chest as he pressed against him.

"...you're right... let's go back to the house."

The wizard dragged Cyril into the glass cabin, and the small cake was neatly placed on the dining table, with candles beside it.

Cyril jumped over, lit one, stuck it in the center of the cake, and walked to his professor.Humming the tune of the birthday song, he urged the wizard to make a wish.

"Be sure to close your eyes, or it won't work!"

Snape stared at the hazy and beautiful gray-green eyes behind the candlelight, opened his mouth, and swallowed back the sentence: "All my wishes are by my side".

Thinking about it carefully, maybe... With Cyril's company, he really became greedy.

People always desire more unconsciously after getting more.

Snape's hoarse voice was right next to his ears: "How can a birthday wish...be more...effective?"

The boy suddenly remembered that the man in front of him seemed to have had no one to celebrate his birthday with him seriously all these years except himself.

But this time, as a partner, he celebrated his professor's birthday for the first time.

Unknowingly, sour and soft emotions appeared in my heart: "Close your eyes and just recite silently in your heart... Or, you tell me. I will help you realize it."

The wizard stared into the boy's eyes word by word: "I want you to be there for my next birthday. Can Mr. McLean help me realize it?"

"emmm... There are comings and goings, if I can help Mr. Snape realize... can Mr. Snape arrange it for my birthday in the future?"

"I don't think it's a disadvantage...you can consider it."

……

At night, after taking a shower, Cyril got his wish and lay down on the only big bed in the room, holding the arm of the wizard.Staring at the rings on their hands, they laughed foolishly.

Snape was wiping his hair with one hand——hair has grown longer recently, and it is not so easy to dry, and the quick-drying spell was banned by Cyril again.

"What are you laughing at?"

The wizard threw the half-dry towel aside, and impatiently scratched at the still wet hair in his hands.

Cyril got up with a grunt, sat behind the wizard, touched the ends of the wizard's hair with his hand, then took a towel from one side, and helped him wipe it off.

"Laughing, I finally succeeded in climbing the bed. It's not easy."

"Are you implying I'm using some Transfiguration? I think that little couch..."

Snape's mouth was covered by a daring white fox, and the young man whispered against his back like a shameless: "No! I won't allow it! You wear my ring, you are mine, I The person who deserves to sleep in the same bed as me!"