Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Benny stared at the headline of the report for a full 10 seconds, as if trying to figure out what was going on in this line of bold and bold words.

He limited his eyes to a small area of ​​15 cm long and 4 cm wide, and tried not to touch the "other places" of the newspaper, especially the three huge photos below.

The wizard with a bubbling mouth seems to have 500 screaming chickens stuffed inside, and they "ensemble" in three parts to form a majestic symphony.

After a while, there was a rage of "the wind is howling, the horses are howling, the Thames is roaring..."

After a while, it cut into the hoarse "Big knife cut to Snape's head..."

After a while, it turned into a miserable "North wind blows..."

"Honey, what's the matter? You look like you want to eat that newspaper..."

Lin Jiu didn't know when she appeared in the living room, and Pingting walked over gracefully, hugging Yi Wen who had turned into a little white fox again and was sleeping on her back.

Benny closed the newspaper with a "crash" and tried his best to put together a not so ferocious expression. He said softly with the corners of his mouth hanging stiffly: "I'm watching the current political news, my dear, Britain is in chaos again. I'm very sorry ...worry, you know."

Lin Jiu watched her husband grit his teeth and say the word "worry", and deeply felt that what the other party seemed to want to express was not worry, but cannibalistic anger.

The young white fox woman raised her eyebrows and urged her husband to drink chrysanthemum tea with her usual expression: "If you are so angry, let your father prescribe you a decoction to relieve the fire! Except for two days of diarrhea, the recovery is very fast."

Benny replied in a toothache tone: "...No dear, I'll just drink more hot water myself."

"By the way, just now mom sent paper cranes to let you have time to buy supplies for going out on May Day."

Benny quickly thought of a reason to send Lin Jiu away, and took out his wallet with a sincere face, and Merlin knew that his gentle expression really couldn't be maintained.

"Do you have enough money? I still have some here. Here, buy more."

Lin Jiu's beautiful eyes twinkled, she unceremoniously took away her husband's wallet, happily hugged her son and left, leaving her husband a fragrant and soft kiss on the cheek.

"Oh dear, that's very kind of you."

Benny maintained a stiff smile and watched his wife go out with her young son in her arms. The moment the door closed, his smile disappeared quickly like an advertisement switching on TV.

With a sullen face, the wizard took out a letter from the side of his suit vest, with a cold face and frosty brows.

When he woke up one morning and saw his junior using a full set of social etiquette to send him this vague letter, he fell into infinite anger and entanglement.

Lin Jiu may not be able to understand the meaning of this letter, but he can see the essence through the nonsense at a glance.

So, the silly father panicked in the mix of shock and anger.

He thought he had a secret that was enough to blow up the McLean family and the Lin family, and he didn't dare to tell others, but he couldn't digest it by himself.He was angry at his junior coveting his precious son, and also worried that his wife would not be able to accept it if she found out. The outrageous anger and the entanglement of geometric progression just made Comrade Benny angry.

Don't look at Lin Jiu usually looking happy and carefree, in fact, his wife knows it himself (fog), if he tells Lin Jiu directly, Lin Jiu accepts a partner who is only 10 years younger than himself. Whether she accepts that men and women fall in love in the wizarding world is still a problem (at this moment, it is only because Comrade Benny is ignorant and does not know the fact that the male fox has a child, and in fact it is not that he has no one to tell him).In case the son is kidnapped and ran away, the wife will be pissed off...

In Benny's deep-rooted philosophy, children and grandchildren have their own choices and ways to go. Sometimes they can only support them when they have no control over them, but their wives are their own and must be taken good care of.

Holding the letter in his hand, Benny sat motionless on the small single-person floral fabric sofa, like an emperor sitting on a dragon chair who received a secret report and found out that he was about to be usurped by power, his face flickering.

The silly father began to self-abuse himself to recall and reflect on when his son got involved with his junior brother...

Benny remembered the first Christmas when Cyril returned from Hogwarts. At that time, his son had prepared a large box of Christmas gifts for Mr. Snape Lin. He actually knew about it, but he didn't take it seriously.After all, his son was still madly in love (?) with teacher He Meimei from Sunshine Elementary School... In his opinion, there seemed to be nothing wrong with students loving their teachers. Then, Snape also gave a gift in return—a magic wand Set, also can't fault it.They must have had a lot of contact at school, because Snape needs to teach his son English, well... Snape has indeed contributed a lot to the matter of English and potions. Come out (Comrade Benny feels bald every time he thinks of this).But which "decent" teacher will end up teaching his students to be male (female) friends? !

Cyril came back from the second grade and his younger brother Evan was born. At that time, the eldest son knew about the blessing potion for the first time, and he always pestered himself to ask all kinds of questions, about the potion and about Snape...

It is said that curiosity is the beginning of love, how could he not discover anything at that time!Benny was calm on the surface, but he was beating his chest and screaming frantically in his heart.

Could it be something wrong with the potion? ? ?There was such a small flame in Benny's irrational brain, which was quickly extinguished by himself.

Afterwards, Cyril often went to Snape's place during the holidays, and for a while he packed his son with his luggage and sent him there (bald head)... After that, the potion exploded, he accepted the inheritance, and found that the man secret...

Very good, very good... At that time, Snape was alone, hugging Cyril in the form of a white fox in the ruins with a face of regret, and he was really moved.Maybe at that time... He could feel the abnormality of the master and apprentice pair whenever he moved his brain, but he seemed to have been corrupted by the happy life in China these years, and lost his brain.

He was too careless, it was all his fault... He thought that Snape was always obsessed with his little red-haired girlfriend(?), and that his son would find a beautiful little English girl through Destiny Companion, and have a dozen more Little Fox.

However, reality poured blood on him.

What should he do?He doesn't believe that his son was forced. He still understands his own son. On the surface, he is soft and cute, but in fact, there are a lot of traits in Lisslytherin and McLean. Soft buns with sesame filling.

Instinctively, he should find an opportunity to talk to Cyril and listen to his son's thoughts, but Benny was also afraid of seeing the horrible scene of his son insisting on his face and determined to spend his whole life with Snape. Will you cry out loud.For a moment, the irascible Mr. Benedict McLean really wanted to raise his wand to duel with Snape, and then take his son back to China, like a feudal parent in a Muggle novel locking up Cyril .

But he can't.

Benny even thought miserably that if Cyril shed even a drop of tears in front of him, he would be terribly distressed. It was the first little fox that his wife Lin Jiu finally gave birth to.When he was still young, when he and Lin Jiu became parents for the first time, they looked at the little guy in the swaddle at a loss, for a while it was in the form of a baby, and for a while it turned into a pink little fox—— —the hair is not fully grown, the cry is small, the voice of the little milk is clear, the little heart is thumping in their palms, catching their own blood pulse, flowing back to the heart.

At that time, I swore secretly that my child, whatever he wanted, would give him whatever he wanted.

In case Cyril said to himself, "Dad, I don't want anything but Snape."

What should he do? ? ?

What if he really softened his heart and agreed to the two of them being together, what if Snape is a big pig and treats his son badly? ? ?

——Oh, this is actually okay, it’s not a problem.I could hack him to death with my father-in-law's 40-meter machete, and let him run 39 meters first for the sake of Snape teaching Cyril English and potions, Benny hooked his lips mockingly.

There is also Cyril's destiny partner who doesn't know where in the UK. Now people don't know where it is hard to ask, but if they really get better in the future, there will be another person... What should I do as my father? ? ? ?

Benny felt a little wronged, his nose was sore, and he really wanted to bury himself in his wife's arms and beg for a hug.But he didn't dare to let his wife know, and he felt that he couldn't face it, so he just pretended to be stupid and procrastinated.It's shameful to escape, but it's useful—especially for my own mental state at the moment.

Benny sighed, picked up the chrysanthemum tea on the table and drank it in one gulp, and opened the bad newspaper again, intending to see what "big love" St. Mungo had.

……

For the nth time, Cyril coaxed away the visiting students in his office with a smile, and slid the dozen of pink letterheads by the desk into the cardboard box next to him.

This is the new peak of popularity after the report of "Great Disaster, Great Love". He and his professor are now like mascots in everyone's eyes. Vicious, and may even be touched.

The Death Eaters had made such a big fuss that Fudge could do nothing but strengthen the so-called security measures.He even wanted to disregard the relationship between the fugitive and the mysterious man so far, and not admitting that the mysterious man had acted seemed to be his administrative bottom line of self-deception.

Apart from calling some members of the Order of the Phoenix to let them protect themselves as much as possible while protecting some wizards, Dumbledore didn't do anything special. He didn't even argue with Fudge to clarify the truth of the serious situation.Everyone knew that the old man was waiting for Voldemort to come back—in a physically destructible posture, and then killed him with a single blow.

But the vast majority of wizards are not all fools after all. Anyone with a discerning eye can see the severe and tense situation at present.

In such a panic environment, everyone needs a spiritual relaxation and support point.

Cyril and Snape, who selflessly served the wizards, "appeared out of thin air" in this way, becoming the bright spot that was infinitely magnified in the tense atmosphere.

As a result, Cyril and Snape received more and more letters every day, and because of Cyril's good temper and good looks, there was an endless stream of students who secretly came to the office to ask questions. Inexplicably, he passively accepted the task of answering questions for grades two to seven.

It was another crowded afternoon, and Cyril simply locked the office door, and "clacked" into Severus' office through the middle door.

Dean Snape had a Potions class this afternoon, and he was expected to be back in an hour. The boy who had just curled up on the sofa and hadn't made up his mind, recalled the meeting with his father next week, and his mood was even worse.

Rationally and emotionally, he was telling him that he should explain what happened to his father himself, at least as a son, he shouldn't let Snape face his father all, and his father should also be explained by him what happened.

Thinking of this, Xi Ruier calmed down, walked to the desk of the dean of his family, took out a stack of letter paper from the drawer familiarly, took out a quill, and began to write the letter.

He should at least show his attitude gently, and let his father subtly inoculate his mother, grandparents, and grandparents... Cyril told himself so.