Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Cyril sniffled and leaned against the doorframe to listen to Mom and Severus talking.A few minutes later, he walked out of the kitchen silently and ran to the yard outside.

It was the weekend, and both Yiwen and Lin Xiao were at home.Benny was playing with Ivan on a children's toy broom in the yard when he saw Cyril get up and tell him to change his clothes and wait for lunch.On the other side, Lin Xiao can be seen painting in the yard with the gift that Cyril brought back.

Benny hugged Ivan and asked his eldest son, "Do you have any plans for these two days?"

"Severus and I plan to buy another house on this street. If there is a suitable house, please help me pay attention! Tomorrow we plan to go around or a little further away, Severus I haven't been to any other cities except Suzhou, so I happened to help Principal Dumbledore buy something on the way."

"Yes. Yes. Be careful on the road." Benny's old father nodded generally.

……

This wasn't Snape and Cyril's first vacation together, but it was certainly the most normal one.

There are no meetings, no tasks (except Lao Deng's purchasing agents), no emergencies, and no light bulbs.

Although Cyril wanted to eat hot pot noisyly before returning to China, she still wrote Beijing first when making the plan.Snape had no doubts about this at all, he didn't even frown when he saw Cyril's full itinerary in the cowhide notebook, expressing his full support for his little companion materially and physically.

Wizards who have experienced hardships always cherish hard-won happiness more.

The two directly applied for the key to the long-distance door, and settled down directly in a courtyard house in Beijing.This yard whose price will increase hundreds of times in ten years is Wu Sa's property, and it is also where they will live tonight.

The courtyard house is in a narrow alley, next to which is Nanluoguxiang.Wu Sa recently went out to travel because of the inexplicable alienation of his old friend (Benny), and now only Cyril and Snape live in the whole yard.

"You should really try the old Beijing yogurt. When I was young, my mother brought me here to attend her college reunion. I drank five bottles in one go that day, and then I had diarrhea all night."

Snape looked at the white porcelain pot of yoghurt that was handed to his mouth, and reluctantly took a quick sip on the century-old street where people were coming and going.

In the cognition of the black-haired and black-eyed wizard, the road full of traffic and traffic is obviously not a good place to eat.But when he inadvertently looked back and saw the sparkling eyes of the white fox boy, Snape felt that it was no big deal.

"How old were you then?" "Three? Or four? Actually, I can't remember." Cyril shrugged.

Snape frowned slightly: "How could your mother let you drink so much yogurt a day?"

"Oh, it's not her fault. There was a group of them, everyone wanted to take me to play, I just found five different aunties, drank yogurt five times... and yokan candy and donkey roll... yokan The sugar is really not good...in fact, it may be because of the diarrhea caused by the yokan sugar."

Snape shook his head, took the yogurt from Cyril's hand with lingering fear, and took another big gulp in front of the young man.

"..."

Cyril stared blankly at the bit of yoghurt that was handed to him, and was speechless.

Sometimes he doesn't really understand his husband's brain circuit.

Like now: Even if he drank all my yogurt at this moment, I still drank five bottles a day when I was three years old... What's the matter?

Is the total number conserved? ? ?

Xi Ruier forced the wizard to eat for a street, and finally entered the Quanjude Roast Duck Restaurant on the Houhai Sea.

"I really like this place so much. You can eat, drink and have fun here. If you want humanities and humanities, you want scenery and scenery..."

Cyril and Snape sat facing each other, watching the roast duck chef slice the duck.Snape also gave the duck chef a £5 tip before he left.

In Beijing in 94, perhaps other places were not yet international enough, but the century-old roast duck restaurant chef who often served crooked nuts accepted this very valuable foreign currency with a generous face and a happy face, and happily kept it for an extra minute. Demonstrated to the two of them how many ingredients to add and how to eat it with the best taste.

Cyril leaned on her chin and watched with a smile as her professor strictly followed the eating method learned from the roast duck chef just now: pick a little sweet noodle sauce with chopsticks, spread it on the cake, and sandwich 5 slices of roast duck Cover it on top, put a few scallions and cucumber strips, roll up the cake, and hand it over.

The white fox boy didn't even stretch out his hand, he just opened his mouth and signaled: You're welcome, just put it in your mouth.

It was absolutely impossible for Snape to feed food into Cyril's mouth in public, and Cyril knew about it, but it didn't prevent him from teasing his older partner.Sure enough, Snape pursed his lips, put the rolled cake on the plate in front of Cyril, lowered his head and continued to struggle with the next cake.

The roast duck at noon was a bit full, and Xi Ruier packed the remaining duck racks and fed them to the stray cats in the alley.

Snape stood aside and watched as Cyril opened the lunch box and put it in the corner. Several cats had already come looking for it by following the scent.The white fox boy went back and forth, and secretly took out a duck bone from the lunch box and put it on the other side.

"?" The wizard raised his eyebrows.

"Wild cats have a strong sense of territory. Kittens can't grab something to eat. If they secretly put a piece here, they might be able to eat a couple of bites." Cyril said with soft eyes.

Snape didn't speak, and leaned against the brick wall covered with creepers with folded arms, and handed over a handkerchief after watching Cyril finish everything.

"Where are you going in the afternoon?"

"Of course, go to the Tian 11 Anmen! Inside the Tian 11 Anmen is the Forbidden City! We may be able to finish the tour of the Imperial City before the museum closes!"

Cyril said while wiping her hands with a handkerchief.

"Okay. Do you know the way? How do we get there?"

Cyril was about to talk about Apparition, when he suddenly remembered something, and squinted his fox eyes to look at his partner.

Snape frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple.

Sure enough, the next second, Cyril walked up to him, and said in a dragged tone: "Sir, do you want to take the first subway in Beijing?"

Snape immediately refused: "Not really."

"Okay, let's try Line [-]. Right now we can only get to Xidan, but I can take you to Apparate for the rest of the distance." [Note] "..."

The Beijing Subway Line [-] was built in the style of the Soviet Union. The two of them squeezed into the crowd and approached infinitely with the vibration of the subway.To explain in advance, Xi Ruier did not expect that there were so many people in this group of subways, so he had to stand close to his partner all the way by the door.

Snape's face was as usual, but his brows and eyes were faintly looking a little impatient.

"Honey, imagine you're hugging me right here!" Cyril whispered in English.

"We can go back to the yard before, and we can hug as much as we want." Snape's voice was softer than Cyril's.

The two tall foreign men are actually very conspicuous on the subway. The only good thing is that both of them have black hair. If it weren't for their slender height and obviously deeper facial features, they wouldn't look so good in a crowd of black hair special.

Fortunately, Xidan Station was not far away, and the two followed the flow of people out of the station. At a corner, Xi Ruier took his partner directly to Tian 11 Anmen Square.

"When we were young, we would sing a song, 'I love Beijing Tian11 Anmen'. At that time, my mother was going to attend class reunions and school celebrations, and I sang songs all the way here with my mother. Because I was younger than others All of my friends are white, their hair is not that dark, their eyes are green, they are kinda cute! Anyway, it seems that a photographer took a photo of me standing in Tian 11 Anmen Square and singing. It was finally published in the newspaper. "

Snape followed Cyril all the way to the majestic city gate, listening to the children sharing interesting stories about their childhood.

"Someone contacted my mother and asked me to be a child actor. But my father and my grandfather refused."

"Child actor?"

"That's right, it's for TV series, movies, commercials, etc. But the reason they refused was that 80.00% of the TV shows were drug advertisements, such as vitamins, calcium gluconate zincate... My grandfather said he would eat it with me." It’s like growing up, it’s completely unreliable. And making movies and TV shows... I knew it after I was in elementary school and I wanted to go for a while... because I heard at the time that it would save me from going to school. Merlin knew how much I hate mathematics and English class."

"But later I heard that a director who contacted my mother made a famous family sitcom, which became popular with many young friends."

"Are you sorry?"

"Not really... You think, if I had been filming at that time, I would have known you very little. It is very likely that I would not go to Hogwarts if I was self-willed... and I would not know you! Or I filmed until I was 11, went to school, and then came back to film during the holidays... Sounds like a bit of a job?"

Snape imagined a jeweled boy in his mind.Then I seriously put myself in the shoes and guessed that if that was the case, then I probably would never have anything to do with this guy in my life.

The two took tickets to enter the Forbidden City, talked all the way and watched (Cyril said, Snape listened and watched), and finally walked out of the gate before leaving get off work.

Thanks to the bigness of the imperial city of the motherland, all the way down, Xi Ruier felt that the roast duck he ate in his throat at noon had been fully digested. At the moment, he was inquiring about a mutton restaurant with the driver in the taxi.This is a store recommended by his mother, Lin Jiu. She said that when she was in school, she would go there to have a toothbrush with her classmates sometimes when she was too hungry.The boss is very nice, the quality is cheap, and the store is near Jingshi University.

"There are really not many people who eat hot-boiled mutton in this weather, but the door should be open. In this way, I will send you to the door of the store and wait for a while. If the door is not open, I will take you to another one." The taxi driver brother was very Enthusiasm, treating "foreign friends" as warm as spring, although one of these two "foreign friends" speaks Chinese very fluently, and the other looks colder and silent, and I don't know if he can speak Chinese.

Fortunately, the shop with the words "authentic old Beijing boiled mutton" was open, and it seemed that the business was not bad.Several large fans occupy the four corners of the room and blow into the room, and only the innermost one of the eight wooden tables is left empty.

Cyril and Snape sat on wooden chairs looking up at the menu written directly on the wall, thinking about ordering.

"What's the difference between this and the Sichuan hot pot you're going to eat tomorrow?" Snape looked genuinely confused.

"The charcoal fire in the copper pot, the bottom of the clear soup pot, the dipping sauce is very fragrant! It's the best hot pot in summer! You can give me a cooling spell later..." Xi Ruier stared at the pieces of meat rolling in the copper pot on the next table, swallowing Drooling said.

"……Row."

"Lamb shank, fresh hairy tripe, cabbage, tofu, vermicelli..." Cyril read directly down the menu.

At the beginning, the boss had a headache when he saw two foreigners coming—he was afraid that communication would be difficult.

But as soon as Cyril opened his mouth, the boss immediately burst into laughter: "If there are two of you, this will be enough!"

Cyril licked the corners of his mouth unsatisfied: "That's all right, let's do that first."

"I'll give you two bottles of Arctic Ocean. You can speak Chinese very well. You must have lived in China for a long time!"

Cyril had a look of deep love: "I love China."

The boss was instantly moved, and sent another large plate of fried peanuts.