Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Cyril took out a round "egg" from the cloth pocket with his inflexible cat fur paws, his eyes were filled with wonder.

A lucky fruit can fall from the sky without participating in the event. This luck is amazing!Lynx Cyril almost stared at the round "egg" in his paws with eyes shining with love, then raised his head again, his gray-green eyes met Severus' dark eyes , The surprise is beyond words.

"Look, Severus!!! It's a lucky fruit. You got hit by a lucky fruit! It's definitely a good omen!!"

----No!What kind of a good sign is that? !

The wizard twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, with 1 rejections in his heart, he tried hard for a long time but failed to squeeze out a smile: "..." For the night elf Snape himself, only the first word of surprise remained.

"Then—Mary, come to the lottery! Everyone can't wait." Dumbledore stretched out his hand.

Mary straightened her glasses, nodded, looked around quickly, and raised her wand: "Lucky fruit——open!"

As soon as the words were finished, a cluster of fireworks emerged from the tip of her wand, and all the lucky fruits in the auditorium began to shine.Cyril stared at the lucky fruit in his paw with bated breath, and moved closer to Severus, as if he wanted him to "witness the miracle" with him.Severus tilted his head back slightly, eyes full of disgust.

——— "Jinglebells, jinglebells Jinglealltheway! Oh whatfunitistorideinaonehorseopensleigh, hey!" She turned to the "egg" that Cyril was holding in her claws, and stared in horror at this unexpected "surprise"--at this moment it not only flashes but also sings!

What a scary "screaming egg"! ! !

Everyone followed the sound and looked over. Cyril was embarrassed to find that only his own was ringing in the audience...

"Uh..." Shanmao Jing Xiruier looked at his partner beside him for help, he was also a little dazed, this surprise prize came so suddenly and unexpectedly...

"..."

If it wasn't under the watchful eyes of everyone, Severus would really like to immediately use his wand to give the egg that was singing stupidly a "soundless" and then superimpose "disappear without a trace".

The editor-in-chief of the "Hogwarts Little Prophet Daily" named Mary adjusted his glasses again, evened the upturned corners of his mouth, and announced calmly with a businesslike face: "As you can see, the super lucky one has been born. Yes. Everyone applauds and welcomes him to the stage to accept the award."

Severus immediately turned his head to the other side, and his body took the chair under him three centimeters away from Cyril, leaving only the back of his head black, proving that he and the "super lucky guy" beside him were completely not related.

Shocked by Severus' childish behavior, Cyril was speechless: "..."

"Welcome to the super lucky one!!!" The people on the stage were still shouting, it seemed that Dumbledore and many teachers joined in the booing.The students in the audience were chattering, whispering to each other about becoming the "super lucky guy", McLean Lynx, the teaching assistant with a blank face and holding a screaming egg.

"Severus, I think you still have to receive this award—in person." Cyril, who was a little timid before the stage, whispered to the "back of the head" beside him, and emphasized "in person".

"...Impossible, no more." "Back of the head" answered like this.

"..." Lynx Cyril remained silent for two seconds, then continued to state calmly and expressionlessly: "It is indeed impossible not to. Either we go together, or you go up by yourself. After all, knock the eggs off the mistletoe The one who got down was you and not me, the one who got hit on the head was you and not me, and the one who caught the egg was you and not me, but my clothes have pockets. Please don’t play tricks—the whole school is watching, this night Mister Elf."

"..."

The "back of the black head" beside him finally turned around as if he had given up on himself. He stared fiercely at the silly egg that was still singing in Cyril's claws, as if it was Pandora's magic box. A disaster took over.

"It's not that the Medal of Merlin was awarded, why do you have to have two people???" Severus was extremely annoyed, and seemed to want to use the time-turner every minute to make this "egg" disappear when it fell out of the mistletoe Throw into outer space.

———— "So there are actually two super lucky people?" Although Mary on the stage was serious, but as the editor-in-chief of the most popular newspaper at Hogwarts for ten consecutive years, she had unparalleled insight and insight. Reaction speed beyond ordinary people.As soon as the girl finished speaking, the girls in the audience started screaming, and some boys also stood up and whistled and booed.

"..." Cyril and Severus looked at each other silently, and finally both made a compromise.

"Let's go, be generous, Professor Snape. Say hello to everyone. It's not like I haven't taken pictures before." Cyril returned the words that Severus gave him N days ago, intact, And love sent half a sentence more. 【266】…

"I think many people must be as curious as I am. May I ask what your outfits are today? Are you elves?"

"It's the night elves and the ocelot orcs, from a fairy tale "The Night Elf Prince", a Christmas gift. Severus and I dressed up like this today, on the one hand, we also want to thank that student."

"It turns out that's the case, it's so thoughtful! Then, do you have anything to say about becoming the super lucky ones?" Mary turned into a host of a variety show channel in a second, and said sternly to the two Fengyun teachers from her school. Unceremoniously take carpet questions.

Cyril glanced at Severus who kept his mouth tightly shut, and had no choice but to take the initiative to assume the responsibility of the spokesperson: "It was a pleasant surprise, and I am very happy. In fact, I have always been a loyal reader of the "Hogwarts Little Prophet Daily". My mother has subscribed for seven consecutive years, and the whole family loves this publication, and this year's Christmas activities are also very interesting. I hope that all teachers and students in the school will be as lucky as me...and Severus."

Mary raised her eyes, and wisely did not ask Professor Snape any questions. After all, it was not easy to invite him to the stage.

"Which of these prizes do you like best?"

"This set of professor dolls... After all, my mother and I didn't grab the pre-order quota for the dolls. As you know, there is a time difference between us and China, and it was still early in the morning when we paid the deposit. So we didn't even have the chance to pay the deposit. If you don’t have them, you’ll miss them. Now that you’ve won the lottery, it’s a really great Christmas present.”

"As a character who has appeared on the cover of the special issue three times—the Alliance of Five Schools, the Merlin Medal and the upcoming Super Lucky Christmas issue, your excellence is obvious to all. As a teacher, what do you expect from Hogwarts students? ?”

Mary once again demonstrated her extraordinary professional qualities, "keeping her feet on the ground" while not forgetting to "look up at the starry sky", which instantly raised the tone of this acceptance speech.

Cyril, who never expected to speak as an old senior of "Back to Hometown", is holding a big basket of magic dolls, "...enjoying my student time, after all, it is difficult to find thousands of domesticated dolls after graduation." Going to live in the elf's castle. And... while working hard to eat and feed my brain—?"

The audience laughed.

"One last question before taking the photo, how did you find this lucky fruit? We all use magic to randomly assign it."

"..." Cyril put the magic microphone held in Clawpaw with a smile on his face, and shoved it into the hand of Severus, the "hands-off shopkeeper".

Before going back, Severus was thrown a huge pot, looked down at the microphone in his hand, and was speechless for a while.Cyril even watched the excitement and poked the wizard's arm with his elbow.

"Say it, it's your turn!"

Under everyone's curious eyes, Severus explained concisely: "Just because the height is suitable... I accidentally knocked over the decoration on the corridor wall, and it fell down."

The photographer with the best photography skills in the Hogwarts Little Prophet Daily took a photo of the two people on the temporary podium, and this Christmas event came to an end.

……

This was the second time that Severus Snape spent Christmas at McLean Manor. After three years, his identity was completely different.Last time he was an invited guest, but this time he became a family member.

Roland was finally picked up by his family's carriage after a dawdling lunch. This French boy who traveled around the world to broaden his horizons of magical plants has not been home for eight months. The Christmas dinner is indeed an important occasion that cannot be missed. .

Wu Thirty stayed with peace of mind, he had no other family members, and he didn't need to go through this so-called foreign festival. As a person of Bai Ze blood, he could always know some unexplainable mysteries, so when to do something, naturally He has his own reasons.

Cyril released Ping An and the minibus first as usual. Ping An's blue-green fur looks thicker because of the winter, and he is lying on the side of the sofa at the moment, enjoying the warm air overflowing from the fireplace, pretending to be himself It is a plush carpet, which looks dreamy, girlish and fresh against the soft lighting in the room.

The minibus coiled itself on the metal lamp post of the floor lamp.It's been molting lately.As a basilisk, it may not need to hibernate, but it must molt.In fact, it should have shed its skin earlier, but it was locked in the underground secret room for too long, and the nutrition of the body could not keep up. The body recovered.Recently, it has always been inexplicably hot, and finally there are faint signs of shedding its skin.It is also because it is about to shed its skin that it always likes to go to cold places recently.

One likes warmth and the other loves coolness. The pair of "enemies" who get together every day finally decided to "separate" for a short time and live peacefully on their own.

After the Christmas dinner, the whole family sat around the living room and chatted. Lin Jiu poured a small cup of cooked Pu'er for everyone who was full to clear their mouths. Now several adult men in the family have discussed the topic from current affairs to politics. The price increase of herbal medicines is faintly approaching the price of vegetables in Muggle supermarkets.

Lin Xiao and Yi Wen leaned on Ping An's body to play with the new Lego blocks released this year. The two discussed building a small castle by themselves instead of following the blueprint.Cyril occasionally echoed the topic, he had a big appetite for dinner, and his stomach was still full. He was sitting next to his partner at the moment, grilling the fireplace, and he started yawning unexpectedly.

After saying this, Severus and Mr. Lin adjusted their posture naturally, letting Cyril lean into his arms completely.Seeing this, Lin Jiu winked at his father, and everyone present tacitly lowered their voices.

"Take Cyril upstairs to sleep. Your room is the same as Cyril's. We haven't changed anything, just added something." Ms. Lin Jiu said softly.

Severus was not polite to everyone, stood up with his arms around Cyril, bowed slightly apologetically, and dragged the sleepy little friend upstairs.

Cyril followed up the stairs in a daze, and was led into the room by the wizard through the corridor. He sat obediently on the edge of the bed and watched the wizard opposite him squat down and unbutton his sweater.

"Hand out," Severus said softly.

Cyril stretched out her claws.

"The one on the left first." The wizard's tone was still gentle.

Cyril hesitated for a while with straight eyebrows, as if judging where the left was, and then stretched out his right hand.Severus didn't correct him either, and changed the direction with a good temper, helping him take off the right shirt sleeve first.

……

Amid Cyril's yawning, the two tossed and took a shower.The wizard in the bathrobe stooped to rummage in the closet, and finally pulled out a piece of yellow fabric from a corner, "Come on, stand up straight, what pajamas are you wearing? Pikachu will do?"

After Cyril's tireless "science popularization" day and night, now the whole family—including Roland, who has half stepped in, knows what Pikachu is.

It was warm in the room, and Cyril stood snugly behind Severus in shorts, pouting and humming casually.

Severus moved closer to him, and heard it for real, "No, not Pikachu, too childish. I'm a married person..."

"Tsk. I won't deprive you of your hobby of wearing this kind of little monster pajamas even if you're married. Go to bed as soon as you get dressed." Severus turned around and put on the bright yellow pajamas.

When Severus packed up and went to bed, Cyril had already completely wrapped himself in the quilt, only showing half of his face.The wizard lay down and tugged at the quilt, and pulled the man into his arms.

Cyril rubbed the side of the wizard's neck with great satisfaction, and sighed: "It's so good...your smell."

The wizard who was making the quilt paused, "...what does it smell like to me?"

"I can't say, is there a little medicinal smell or something lighter? It's a little bit cool and feels... very down-to-earth... the smell of Sif... It smells very comfortable. Do you remember? The last time I talked to you I said... I once smelled a pot of love potion in your class... I almost thought my nose was out of order..." Cyril murmured with her eyes closed.

The wizard tightened his arms, patted Cyril's back again and again, and murmured back: "I remember."

"Because I couldn't smell anything... I tried to smell it very hard... I smelled it a lot, but I didn't feel like I could smell anything. Finally, I realized that the potions classroom smelled like you... really good……"

"...I have always felt that normal people would not like the taste of potions."

Cyril buried her head further in, as if she was so sleepy that she was about to fall asleep immediately, "Well...maybe, I'm not a normal person..."

Severus opened his eyes, pondered for a moment, raised an arm to his nose - only the fragrance of body wash.In the end, he couldn't hold back and patted his partner on the back lightly, "Cyril, I'm on me now—still smell of potion?..."

"Well... yes, I can smell your unique smell right away. It's a little clear, a little bitter, and a little mellow, but after a long time smelling like grandpa's Fu Yuanchang, it has a different taste... I like it very much ..."

Severus's deep eyes brightened and darkened for a moment, and the corner of his lips curled up at Cyril's description.

"Severus."

"Ok?"

Cyril pinched the collar of the wizard's pajamas, yawned a little, and resisted the drowsiness to ask back: "I never asked, then you... What did you smell when you smelled the love potion?"

The wizard who was patting the back of the white fox paused slightly, "Go to sleep... I don't smell that much."

Cyril narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled the wizard's cheek viciously, "Don't tell me I won't sleep."

"...the smell of fluff in the sun. Go to sleep."

The wizard extinguished the only small lamp left in the bedroom, and pressed the man into his chest without waiting for Cyril to say anything.