Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Cyril would bet Merlin's socks that this gift came from Professor Snape.

There was a burst of excitement in the boy's heart. This feeling was very strange, like a kind of recognition.

Because Professor Snape provided him with English tutoring and some extra care, in fact, most of it was due to his friendship with his father, and a small part was due to the dean's responsibilities to his students.

Although Cyril looked heartless, he was clear in his heart.In the words of his grandfather: "He is the kind of ghost who sees and hears, but never says he knows."

From this point of view, Professor Snape prepared a gift for him alone and sent it "thousands of miles away", which is a milestone.

In the eyes of Professor Snape, at least it proves that he is an existence with an independent label!A being other than old McLean's son, as Cyril!

So, how can you not be excited! !

The boy couldn't wait to open the dark wrapping paper, and a strange long white leather case and a small crystal box came into view.

The crystal box is very familiar, because he played with it in his hand a week ago-Mo Nan Magic Gel.

The only difference from last time is that this crystal box is filled with gel, and the smooth jade-colored surface has not been touched when the lid is opened.

look!Professor Snape sent me a new, precious, box of magic gels!

Recalling the previous conversation with Professor Snape, the boy felt happy holding it in his hand.

As for the leather case...

No matter how you look at it, such a thin leather case should be specially customized and have a special purpose.

A small piece of parchment lay quietly under the holster, and Cyril picked it up.

"Mr McLean:

As the wizard's most important companion, the wand, I think it's silly and inappropriate to keep it in the back pocket of your trousers.Believe me, old McLean will teach you a lesson you will never forget when he sees your wand in the back of your trousers.You also don't want to know the state of the wizard after the wand is broken.

Another: Mo Nan Magic Gel is attached with the wand cover, I hope you don't have a chance to use it.

Severus Snape"

The sharp font has the effect of refreshing the mind. Looking at the note, Cyril felt the stern breath of the Snake King blowing towards his face.

So this completely non-Christmas, threatening Christmas message successfully explained the two gifts he sent, the wand cover and Mo Nan's magic gel.

Cyril carefully put away the note, grabbed the wand cover and fiddled with it happily for a long time, and found that this magical little thing was super convenient to put on the sleeve.

You can draw out the wand at the fastest speed at any time, and you don't have to worry about the wand being too long and no place to plug it in. It couldn't be more intimate.

Benny took a closer look and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Oh, this is a good thing, who gave it to you?"

"Professor Snape."

"He really has a heart. Vincent's wand cover is not easy to buy."

"Isn't this just an ordinary leather case?" A certain person was flattered, and even acted like a good boy when he got a cheap one.

"Blessed by 32 magic circles, it is anti-theft, anti-drop, fire-proof, and waterproof. It was sold out as soon as it came out, and only accepts reservations...Of course, if we buy it, we can't buy it."

"Do you have a light green one?" Cyril suddenly remembered.

"Yes, there were too many things to prepare at the time, and I forgot to order one for you..."

My father is like this!Cyril angrily took back his own white wand sheath from his father, and immediately put it on his arm. The white wand sheath matched his white wand perfectly.

Afterwards, I unwrapped some of Zong Zong's presents, and felt that a child who had made a fortune this year was very satisfied and went upstairs to brush his teeth and wash his hands.

Lin Jiu and Benny also received gifts from Cyril in England. Lin Jiu is a beautiful plaid cashmere scarf, and Benny is a pair of handsome dragon leather boots.

Cyril brushed his teeth and helped his grandparents carry the gifts upstairs. Actually, the two old people did not have the tradition of celebrating foreign festivals, and all the gifts they received came from their family members.

Cyril is sure that this year's gift, grandma and grandpa will like it.

He specially took Wendy's mail-order brochure, and bought a set of magic fishing gear for grandpa and a set of English afternoon tea sets for grandma.

Sure enough, the grandma who came down from upstairs in a while gave her little baby a huge hug and kiss.

"The tea set is so beautiful baby, I will use this set when I invite my old sisters to drink tea next time!"

"As long as grandma likes it!" Cyril squinted her eyes like a groomed cat.

The happy and relaxing days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was the end of the holiday—the time to go back to school.

This time it is much more convenient. The family has applied for the opening of the international fireplace, and can directly go back to the UK through the fireplace.

The family stood in front of the fireplace, watching Cyril with a suitcase that seemed to be packed with a lot but looked small.

"Baby, don't forget to write a letter every two days. The Ministry of Magic has approved the letter to go directly to your professor's fireplace, which is very convenient." Lin Jiu did not forget to remind her.

"If you want me to say, it would be nice to just go directly to the dean's office." Mr. Lin muttered.

"The Ministry of Magic said that this has increased the risk of the school, and it is indeed understandable."

"I said why do you have so many opinions every day, I think there is nothing wrong with their decisions! No matter what, our little Xirui is obedient at school, remember to tell grandma what she wants to eat, and grandma will make it for you." Bai Zhi squinted at his wife. , holding baby Aisun and kissed several times.

Mr. Lin immediately surrendered obediently: "I can't say no to you, you are right. Little Xirui will grow taller again next time we meet!" He stepped forward and patted his grandson's hairy little head.

"Son, do it well!"

Benny picked up the Floo powder can and handed it to Xiongzi who was watching his grandparents bickering with great interest.

Staring at the exquisite blue-and-white porcelain pots and the glowing green Floo powder that suddenly appeared in front of him, the boy whose brain suddenly came to England felt that he should replace the dusty Floo powder pots in Snape's office and home, Looking dirty is not beautiful at all.

After imagining the face of the professor who saw his Floo powder jar changed drastically, the boy felt that it was not realistic, so he silently grabbed a handful of Floo powder and shouted:

"British International Hearthway No. 7!"

As soon as the words fell, the scattered Floo powder burst into a monstrous green fire, sending the boy back to the England Isles.

After a while, the mixed-race boy who had little experience in Floo travel managed to put his feet firmly on British soil.

Coming out of the passage, a few lines of words automatically appeared on the sign beside him:

"Origin: Shantang Street - Suzhou - China

Arrival place: Terminal, UK International Fireplace Passage 7#"

Time: 10:35A.M

Number of people: 1 person”

After simply scanning around casually, the boy's gaze was attracted by the black figure outside the entrance of the passage, so without hesitation, he jumped towards the adult wizard who seemed to be waiting outside for a long time, and said cheerfully:

"Good morning! Professor. Thank you for picking me up. How are you on vacation?"

"Same as usual. Of course..." Speaking of which, the black-eyed wizard suddenly made a smirk, and continued:

"I'd be happier if a brash black owl didn't knock over my potion."

Cyril didn't understand what happened to the professor and the owl at first, but after receiving Snape's sharp eyes, he suddenly remembered the letters and packages sent to the professors at Christmas, and the postman who delivered them.

The mixed-race boy stuck out his tongue guiltily.

"Are we going back to school now?"

"Go to Diagon Alley to get some potion materials first, and have lunch by the way. Go back to school in the afternoon."

The professor seems to be in a good mood, the boy thought silently.

"Hold on to my arm, given your Floo network experience last time, you may not feel very comfortable when we apparate this time." The tall wizard reminded kindly.

"Oh, do I want to hold Ping An in my hand?" Cyril looked worriedly at Xiao Ao in his pocket.

"most."

Clutching safety in his hands, Snape helped the boy carry the suitcase, and the two of them walked to an open corridor, where they instantly disappeared into an afterimage.

"Crack!" In a corner of Diagon Alley, the boy and his professor landed safely.

"Oh...to be honest...Professor, I think the Floo network is really peaceful." The boy bent down for a long time, complaining intermittently.

Seeing that the boy was fine, the wizard raised his eyebrows lightly, but did not respond.

"But... the trip just now was really... so cool! When can we learn it?"

As soon as Cyril recovered, he quickly grabbed the professor's cuff and asked excitedly.

Wherever you want to go, you don't need to use a sword, let alone ride a crane!

Snape first looked down at the little hand that was holding him, and replied slowly:

"It's still early, boy. You can't study until 17. So you don't have to get excited now."

"Oh! Was it hard?"

"Difficulty...not bad. But it's dangerous enough. Well, if Mr. McLean has no other questions, please loosen your poor professor's sleeves first, we have to hurry to the Mailin Potion Material Store."

"Oh, yes. I'm fine, Professor."

Reluctantly, the boy let go of the sleeves of the wizard beside him, settled for his own safety, took his suitcase over, raised his head, and waited to set off with a cute face.