Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

The next day, at the panda base in Wolong Nature Reserve.

Cyril and Snape lay on the railing to watch the pandas sleeping below.

The young white fox put his chin on his folded arms and asked, "You said that if you were to be a panda in the next life, wouldn't you be very happy?"

Snape glanced critically at the young man wearing a T-shirt and denim shorts, and shook his head: "For you... probably not."

"Why? Some people give you food, some people check your body, and try their best to keep you healthy. You don't have to do anything every day, just keep cute... Forget it, you don't need to stay cute, anyway, everyone loves who you are You can't love it."

As soon as Xi Ruier finished speaking, the tourists who watched the panda together let out a low cry. It turned out that it was the staff who released the baby panda.Cyril gave the people around him a look, which probably meant: Look, they are so popular!

"Ask yourself, if you can't eat meat, eat bamboo, vegetables and fruits every day..."

"...Speaking of meat, Severus, shall we have cold pot skewers today?"

"...What is that?" Snape struggled to keep up with the boy's train of thought.

"I've seen it in travel books, it's similar to Malatang, maybe? Cut vegetables and meat into shapes that are easy to skewer, use bamboo sticks to thread these into strings, and finally put them into a pot like a hot pot Processed, cooked and eaten..."

Cyril's voice became smaller and smaller under Snape's gaze, and finally swallowed guiltily.

There is a kind of hunger that makes me more and more hungry.

"What's the difference between this cold...and hot pot?"

"...Maybe it's more interesting to eat? You think, we each have a skewer, it's very... um."

"..." Professor Snape felt speechless.

"Speaking of cold pot skewers, can we have cold pot fish by the way?"

……

In the end, Baihu ate the Jiugongge hot pot, cold pot skewers, cold pot fish, Dandan noodles, Bobo chicken, Yeerba... and packed a set of various snacks for Principal Dumbledore, which was connected to the All kinds of snacks and souvenirs bought in Beijing were first sent back with the international owl.

The old principal sent a beautiful transformation card to the two the next day.Under his superb magic, the moment the card was opened, it turned into a little paper man in the image of an old man. Play for a few more days, everything here is normal, Tom has not taken any action at present, I guess they are still looking for other materials for the resurrection potion, and are preparing."

"In fact, we can stay in Sichuan for two more days. Although my waist can't climb the mountain, it's great to sleep until I wake up naturally every day, and then have a delicious meal!"

At 11 o'clock in the morning, Cyril was still lying on the big bed in the hotel with the quilt in his arms, watching Severus who was packing up the specialties and moaning.

"Didn't you say you still have to go south?"

Severus was "Buddhist" about the vacation trip.In the 31 years of his life, the words "travel", "vacation", and "relaxation" have never appeared. He is not good at planning these, and he does not know the lover who has just confirmed the marriage relationship. What to do on a normal vacation.

But Professor Snape made it very clear that the purpose of this trip was to make Cyril happy.It means: whatever Cyril wants to do, he will definitely accompany him.

"That's right, let's go to Guangzhou before we go back. It's also a good place, and the food is not spicy."

Cyril originally wanted to sit up like a carp, but he exercised too much last night, he miscalculated his own strength and flexibility... and insisted on trying a new... cough... posture with his partner, which directly caused It is the result of his muscles below the waist tightening now.

Snape frowned and put down the things in his hands, and swept away the eyes-obscuring little paper figurine who was still pacing on the bed, looking down at the hoarse grinning little white fox.

"I thought you were not uncomfortable, and you said you were not."

"I'm really not uncomfortable."

Cyril looked innocent, trying her best to maintain her last "decency".

The wizard sighed, and took out a potion box from his interspatial bag.

"Then why are you covering your waist. Sigh... I'd better rub some medicine on you...Last night, I shouldn't have listened to you..."

Cyril lay obediently on the bed, rolled his eyes silently in his heart, he didn't want to say it because he knew Snape would do this.Snape was too careful every time he started, he was not a delicate little girl...

"I thought...you shouldn't hide your pain from me." Snape said in a low voice.

"I didn't mean to hide it from you, my dear. I just think you are too... nervous sometimes." Cyril buried her face in the pillow and moaned.

Snape rubbed Cyril's waist: "I don't want you to have even the slightest problem, I thought you knew..."

Cyril continued to mutter: "I'm a young man, I never saw you so precious to me when I was young..."

Cyril was finally slapped on the ass.

"Hi! What are you doing?!"

If it wasn't for the conditions, Cyril would have jumped up with his hands on his buttocks.

"Obviously." Snape grinned from an angle Cyril couldn't see.

"This is domestic violence, sir."

Classmate Baihu covered his buttocks and complained.

Spanking itself doesn't hurt, but the shame is just...

"Oh. Come on, drink this potion, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand the long-distance portkey for a while."

Cyril stared at the blue potion right in front of his nose, almost crossed his eyes, and asked in surprise, "When did you make the soothing potion?"

"Before coming to China."

"Oh……"

……

Cyril was sitting with Snape at a stall on the side of the street with a wooden sign saying "Century-Old Store", waiting for rice rolls and porridge.

"Red rice sausage, fresh shrimp rice rolls, phoenix quicksand buns, fresh shrimp wonton noodles, mango cake with coconut milk, shrimp dumplings, chicken feet in black bean sauce, money belly..."

Cyril chewed the names of the dishes on the menu repeatedly in his mouth, and ticked off the back with a pencil.

"Would you like another bowl of porridge... I read in the travel book that pork liver porridge and chicken porridge are very good!"

Snape spent three seconds thinking about whether he had misheard the name, and then confirmed it with his little white fox companion: "Pork liver??? Chicken feet??? Money belly???"

"It's pork liver, chicken feet and tripe...the chicken feet are not the claws of Phoenix Fox." Cyril smirked.

——Fox, who was far away at Hogwarts, shook his tail.

Snape sternly refused from the inside out: "No, I don't want to try these. I think you need to translate your order for me again, and especially explain the ingredients to me."

Cyril felt like a wolf grandma coaxing Little Red Riding Hood, and he patted the wizard's shoulder meaningfully: "Although I know you only eat animals from the neck down to the waist, there are some things you really should try .”

"No, I refuse."

"Then can I eat?" Cyril blinked and asked pitifully.

"……as long as you are happy."

"Then can I still kiss you after I finish eating? The kind that opens my mouth and sticks out my tongue?" Cyril continued to ask pitifully.

Snape found that every day Cyril used his words and actions to refresh the lower limit of each other's morals.His white fox partner seems to have mastered the advanced skills of playing hooligans with language and molesting his husband.

Snape silently looked away and turned his face away.

People here in Guangzhou speak with a strange accent. Not only can he not understand, Cyril also sometimes struggles to understand.But the miracle is that the people here can understand Cyril's speech.

This feeling is probably like a Scottish accent and a West End accent.The West End of London has a common accent standard, and it is no problem to walk in the whole of England, but whether a Scottish accent can be understood by a person from a non-Scottish area depends on talent.

Now Cyril tried his best to complete all the communication with the waiter through a paper menu.

When the large and small plates and pots were brought up, the two were a little dumbfounded.Cyril finally understood the question that the waiter tried to communicate with him just now.

The porridge he ordered seemed to come in pots and pots. Now, in front of the two of them, each of them had a pot of porridge that was bigger than their faces. On the small wooden table, rice rolls, shrimp dumplings, chicken feet, and quicksand bags were searched in the cracks. With a sense of presence.

"..."

Snape reached for the huge spoon in the porridge bowl in front of him, and raised an eyebrow at Cyril.

"So true..."

Cyril smiled awkwardly, then picked up the small bowl and gave Snape a shrimp dumpling first to calm his surprise.

"It's all right, it's fine if you can't finish eating. I didn't understand it just now. I'm not used to Cantonese at all."

Through this trip, Cyril felt that her appetite had surged, and the first thing she thought of when she woke up from the quilt every day was: "I'm going to eat XXX today."

Before falling asleep at night, if there were no other distracting activities, he would take extra time to think about "what are we going to eat tomorrow?" after discussing the itinerary with Snape.

Thanks to Dumbledore and his wife, Principal Dumbledore, they have had a very happy life recently.Almost every day, he can receive a variety of delicacies packaged with a fresh-keeping spell.Cyril is a very caring and sweet little guy. He will specifically write the name and ingredients of each meal, and occasionally include the origin and legend of one or two delicacies.

In fact, not only Principal Dumbledore, but everyone in the house on Shantang Street has recently been in a state of traveling with Cyril with their mouths and stomachs.For example, today, the table is full of all kinds of morning tea from Guangzhou Restaurant.

Cyril and Severus really reached the highest state of "two people are full, the whole family is not hungry" in a sense.

In the evening, after taking a shower, Snape casually flipped through the cowhide book that Cyril had laid out on the bed, with Chinese and English mixed on it, and sometimes a few childish patterns were drawn on it.

Snape summoned a map of China with his wand, marked several locations according to Cyril's itinerary, and recalled the knowledge of Chinese geography and humanities that he had just crammed a few months ago.

The black-haired, black-eyed wizard waved his wand to dissipate the map, pinching the bridge of his nose and chuckling.

Xi Ruier pretended to lead him to experience China's profound traditional culture, but in fact he used this as an excuse to eat all the things he had been craving for these years.

What made Snape dumbfounded was that there was actually something in the back of the cowhide book: "Next time I have the opportunity to take Severus to experience Xi'an, Lanzhou and Datong; take a look at the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, Mawangdui and Yungang Grottoes together with him." By the way, try: Roujiamo, mutton steamed buns, beef noodles, sweet embryos and sliced ​​noodles..."