Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Cyril buried her head in the quilt, and suddenly realized that she seemed to have not eaten since last night...

Cyril really doesn't want to complain anymore. At this moment, he feels that his soul and body have been separated. The extreme excitement of spirit and the extreme exhaustion of body make him just want to lie motionless in the arms of his partner, without doing anything. Don't think about it.

From last night to just 10 minutes ago, Snape tormented him as if he was unknowingly tired.This kind of wizard is something that Cyril has never seen before, and the daily cold expression has faded away. Cyril was surprised to find that his older partner would also lose control of his emotions, and would also gasp violently in his ear , would force myself to call his name, knew that his tail and waist could not stand a touch, but would slowly rub the sides of his fingers, would wrap his arms around his waist with a sticky attitude so as not to let the two Increase personal distance by even a centimeter.

Snape is like a lamp with its own switch, you never know how bright and breathtaking the light you are going to face until you press it.

In the past, no matter what actions Cyril made or what clothes he wore, the man seemed indifferent and unmoved.Sometimes Cyril himself wondered if Snape didn't like it at all, being a downright ascetic, platonic mate.

After going through last night, he wants to say... Never underestimate a man who is nearly 30 years old, don't doubt their ability, and don't try to tease him stupidly before, the man who is ignited is really scary.

So now that I think about it, I still went to Jamie to learn the so-called "skills", which is really unnecessary.Cyril rested his head on the fluffy quilt, and even began to seriously think about whether he should exercise more. Since he graduated, he has been obsessed with work, and he hasn't played Quidditch for a long time... Baihu touched himself The waist seems to be a little lack of exercise?

Severus, who was obviously not lacking in exercise, came out of the small bathroom connected to the bedroom, wearing neat dark two-piece pajamas, and his hair was still damp.

The wizard came over and sat on the edge of the bed, dug out Cyril from the quilt, and helped him put a pillow behind him.Warm and dry big hands rubbed his lower back again and again.Cyril's hair was curled up and her eyes were narrowed.

"What do you want to eat?"

Cyril closed her eyes and said lazily: "I want to eat... spicy hot pot, boiled beef, black pepper steak, red wine lamb chops, teriyaki pork chops, French baked snails, roast duck, spring pancakes, fried chicken, French fries, Creamy raspberry ice cream…”

Lest Cyril mention a whole table of Chinese and foreign guests, Snape sighed and interrupted to ask, "Milk oatmeal or salty porridge?"

Cyril: "...???"

"Last time, your mother seemed to introduce several kinds of porridge that you liked very much when you were young...Maybe Doudou can make it." Snape kept moving his hands, raised his eyes, and seriously recalled the types of porridge.

"..."

Cyril's face was written all over: You made me tired all night and all morning, and you gave me porridge? !

Snape coughed lightly, covered the slight smile at the corner of his mouth with his hands, and added with a serious face: "You can add some light dishes."

"Oh."

Cyril tried to turn around, using her lonely back to express her solemn protest against this indifferent man.

Sure enough, men are big trotters, and wearing pajamas is another face.

———From a certain white fox who is proud of his favor.

"We will go back to China together in two days, we can go to Si...Sichuan Province to eat hot pot. I think you agreed to my marriage proposal, and we have to formally visit your family together. Of course, there are important things to announce, Like this."

The wizard touched the cauldron pendant on Cyril's neck with his finger.

Cyril curled her lips, reluctantly agreed, moved her body, and stretched out her hands: "I need a hug."

Snape took the white fox companion on the bed into his arms, took his own pajamas that he took out from the closet just now, and helped the young man in his arms to put them on.

Opening the door of the bedroom, the two picked up a phoenix that was almost autistic.

Albus' voice came: "According to our informant's observation, Little Hangleton's cemetery was opened yesterday. I think we need a meeting, maybe in the evening."

After the phoenix delivered the message, he dragged his long tail and flew away limply, leaving the two people looking at each other.

"Who is going to be resurrected?"

Cyril habitually wanted to support her waist, but then felt that her actions were a bit unseemly like that of a pregnant woman who was pregnant for eight months, so she restrained herself.

Snape had already consciously helped him up with one hand, and his big hand was right on his waist, and Cyril put his weight directly on it with confidence.Snape took the person to his side by the way, apparently not really wanting to talk about this spoiler at noon, "At least it seems that preparations have begun."

Cyril frowned: "Whose blood do you think he used, or is he planning to use? Is Harry in danger?"

"I don't think the problem on Harry's side is too big. Stupid Dog, Quicksilver and the Blood Curse... At least for now, the golden boy seems safe. So what porridge do you want?"

The two went downstairs, and Cyril immediately collapsed on the sofa in the living room, and pulled all the pillows on it to her side.

"The kind with a lot of meat, or thick meat floss. Have you ever eaten porridge with preserved egg and lean meat?"

"Pi...what's that?" Snape showed a blank expression.

Cyril looked sympathetically at the wizard in front of him who had never eaten preserved eggs, and shook his head: "Forget it, let me call you Doudou!"

Snape tolerated Cyril's sympathetic eyes in a very good mood, and calmly called the elf to order a meal, then walked to the bookcase, took a book, and sat next to Cyril.

Cyril hugged the penguin pillow and looked at the wizard beside him. Although he wanted to complain about his excess physical strength, he still couldn't hold back the nympho emotion that was similar to "Pan An is in the eye of the beholder".

Severus was the kind of man who could wear a silk pajamas to look like a slim suit.He has a daily cold and hard temperament, a straight back and prominent butterfly bones, which can support the thin and hanging clothes into two beautiful protrusions --- making Cyril want to put his face on just looking at it Bury it.

Cyril was a little desperate to find that he seemed to be clingy (asked himself that he was clingy enough before), but after last night, he really wanted to cling to the wizard every second, it seemed that only skin Sticking together can make him feel the most real sense of belonging.

As soon as the wizard sat down, Cyril put his whole leg on it, and two lovely, white and tender feet stepped on the straight trouser legs of the wizard, and creased a few creases in the silky pajamas .

Because Snape was bigger than Cyril's whole frame, the pajamas that belonged to Snape looked a little loose on his body, and just by the time of rubbing on the sofa, one shoulder had already slipped through the oversized neckline. It's exposed -- it looks very immodest.

Snape turned his head, reached out to help him tug his collar calmly, and then continued to focus on the unturned pages in his hand.

Doudou appeared with rice.Mr. Snape at least stuck to the bottom line of being a partner—he ate exactly the same gruel and vegetables as Cyril.

This made Cyril feel a little bit of comfort.

In the afternoon, Cyril proposed to take a bath.

The dense mist, the magically enlarged bathtub and the faint voice of voice.The young white fox comfortably occupies the arms of his mate.There are purple bubbles in the bathtub, which is a kind of bubble bath salt that Cyril newly bought.This is not the first time the two have met frankly, but it is the first time they have embraced calmly and without sexual intercourse after confirming their relationship.

"I think we will buy his house in Suzhou City in the future, preferably next door to my house. My mother was still talking about the price increase on Shantang Street a few days ago... Let's buy it as soon as possible, so we can go back for the holidays." live."

Cyril held up a hand of purple bubbles, with a serious look on his face that was truly worried about the rise in housing prices.

"okay."

"Also here, it's okay for us to live together, but it will definitely not be free if we have children in the future, and it's not convenient to fly a broom..."

"I'll come back and pay attention." Snape embraced Cyril, agreeing in a calm tone.

"What do you mean by the seaside?"

"I thought you would prefer a place with a forest..."

Xi Ruier's eyes brightened: "Indeed, if there is a forest, I can play hide-and-seek with a group of little foxes..."

Snape squeezed the shampoo on his head and frowned gently at Cyril's words.

The two took a comfortable bath, and then Snape forced Cyril to sleep on the bed again, and by the way, Cyril pulled his sleeves and lay down together for a while.

Doudou brought shirts and trousers from Hogwarts for the two of them.In the evening, the two returned to school.

Dumbledore waited in the principal's office early. Since the last mass escape from Azkaban, the only fireplace that connects Hogwarts with the outside world remains.

Any normal headmaster would probably not be too happy to find his office turned into a public transport hub, but Dumbledore was no normal headmaster.He welcomed it with great enthusiasm, ostensibly because everyone who passed by couldn't help but leave something of him.

Freshly baked butter biscuits at home, honey from my hometown, desserts from Italy and Spain, small cakes from a dessert station on the road... After all, when you come back from the outside with a big bag and see an old man with kind eyes, you can't help it Stay for a few words.

Xi Ruier directly brought back the unfinished shrimp dumplings in a magic insulated lunch box.Now the two are discussing the current form while eating.

"Harry went to America with Sirius and Quicksilver. Just now I had a video call with Charles from the X Academy. Harry will live there during the holidays, and there will be no major problems for the time being. I have to say that the video released by M&M this time The mobile terminal is really good, although it needs to connect to the magic circle at two locations, it is much faster than the owl."

In Dumbledore's hands is the new home two-way video talker launched by Benny and Lucius's company this year. This thing is still in the trial stage, and it seems to be working well now.

"Then can we confirm the progress of the resurrection over there now?"

"The people on my side said that there are only two women who are responsible for helping Tom revive, and everything is done in secret. After all, Tom's state is indeed not suitable for showing off to his minions. So far they just got the 'relatives' There is no news about 'Bone of the Enemy' or 'Blood of the Enemy'. I have always been most worried that Tom is too persistent and must use Harry's blood to complete his ceremony... It is good or bad."

"The advantage is that the goal of protection is clear, but the disadvantage...Harry's blood is so special..." Cyril immediately understood Dumbledore's intention.

"Yes, my child. Harry's guardian magic from Lily exists in the blood. I am worried that if Tom uses Harry's blood, it will bring uncertainty to his state after resurrection." Dumbledore Lido nodded.

"But Harry is clearly safe in America."

"That's right. So...in fact, the difficulty has increased."

Snape put his arms on the back of Cyril's chair, in an embracing posture, pondered for a moment and said: "There are not a few people who ruined his family, and there are not a few people who hate him to the bone. Pick anyone in Diagon Alley and arrest them." Almost all of them can be used here... I think we can directly start to think about what to do with the last Horcrux other than the snake, the 'enemy's blood' is obviously difficult to control, and it is useless to think about it."

"Yes, that's right. That's exactly what I wanted to say. Remember the ambiguous attitude of the Malfoys we discussed last time? I've been thinking about it lately... I think maybe we can start with them. Just... we Missing a dark nail in Tom's camp. After all, Severus..."

Snape frowned: "I thought the current situation no longer required that kind of role."

Dumbledore immediately stretched out his hands and pressed them down as a comforting gesture: "Don't get me wrong, my child. There will be no more double agents, and we usually don't need him to do anything, unless it is a last resort... After all, the most important thing is the dark nail. The effect is still invisible. The situation is so clear, we cannot lose."

Snape nodded, "I'll go talk to him."

"ASAP."

"it is good."