Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

"Huh? What?" Cyril asked, staring at her belly.

"I asked... is our father fox hungry?" Severus brushed his hand gently over Cyril's belly solemnly, and Cyril felt a burst of goosebumps scrambling to come out.

"Don't, don't move hahahaha! How can you touch my waist and ask!" Cyril twisted left and right, avoiding the opponent's palm that clasped his waist with a tiger's mouth.

Cyril's waist had always been the most sensitive part of his body, which Severus had discovered when someone was in heat for the first time.Severus had always thought that the tail and ears made by Cyril were already sensitive enough, as long as you half-closed your palms and stroked the tail from the root to the tip, his little white fox would soften into a ball, letting him Never resisting anything; not to mention ears, Severus knew that if he just turned his finger sideways and rubbed the contour of Cyril's ear, Cyril's face would turn red.

But the waist... ah...

If you ask the headmaster of Slytherin where the most precious part of his little friend's whole body is, the headmaster will definitely look at Cyril's waist.Severus clearly remembered the first time he touched the other's slender but not thin waist with his own hands without any hindrance.Cyril trembled uncontrollably in his arms.At that time, Severus himself's first reaction was that he hurt Cyril, although he had no idea what he did, but the person in his arms was like a whimpering beast, embracing him neck, not letting him go or move.Just looking at it made his heart soften.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" At that time, the master of potions pressed Cyril's ear and asked carefully and full of warmth.

"Itch, don't touch it... um - you'd better not let go... you can't say... you don't go," the red corners of the eyes, the moist eyes and the completely trusting yet slightly puzzled and apprehensive expression were Severus's eyes. The strongest memory of their first night.

At this moment Severus felt his hand being attracted to Cyril's flexible waist again - like the two poles of a magnet meeting.Under the thin skin is a well-defined muscle. Recently, the food is probably too nutritious, and there is a little soft meat. It feels like a layer of soft glutinous rice cakes has been added between the muscle and the skin.Just looking at it makes you want to take a bite.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey..." Cyril moved himself back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and stuck himself in the corner of the sofa.

Severus felt the texture of the skin under his teeth and a faint, faint herbaceous scent of his own body wash.In the end, the wizard put his teeth away, changed his position, and put his lips over Cyril's navel.

A soft kiss is like a breeze in the treetops, fleeting.

The two of them have long been intimate and united physically and mentally, but even so, a soft and tender kiss still made our young white fox's ears red.

"Ah, wake up~ The little fox hasn't been born yet, so he can't feel it even if you kiss him now..." In order to alleviate his blushing, Xi Ruier giggled into a ball, and wanted to transform into a fox on the spot, so that Mao shielded himself.

Severus had a rare childlike heart, and he stopped arguing with Cyril for 2 minutes. He grabbed Cyril's arm, lifted him up, and straightened his clothes.

"Who said, I'm kissing the little fox, I'm obviously kissing the big fox. Come on, get up, is the big fox hungry?"

Xi Ruier smiled and shook his head: "Not hungry, the big fox is not hungry."

Severus raised his eyebrows in surprise: usually when he came back from get out of class, Cyril would complain that he was crazy hungry, his chest was pressed against his back, and he lost a full 3 pounds from starvation... Not hungry today?

"It's the little fox that's hungry... the big fox isn't very greedy!"

Severus frowned slightly, and gave a faint "Oh", "Then let the big fox represent the little fox's other father to ask, what does the little fox want to eat?"

"Maybe braised lamb chops and big plate chicken are good choices? The little fox suggested it."

"Row."

"The little fox also wants to ask his father when he can eat Mrs. Weasley's berry pie again... Well, if it's too much trouble, let it be. The little fox is not picky..."

"...The Order of the Phoenix will have a meeting tomorrow, and I will talk to Mr. Arthur Weasley after the meeting."

"Honey, just now the little fox asked me to tell you that he thinks his father is so handsome!"

"...Thank the little fox for my compliment. So I decided to allow him and his father to drink an extra bowl of sweet soup tonight."

"Oye!"

……

Even with the help of the founder of Slytherin, it took the not-so-talented Kress five full days to repair the disappearing cabinet according to the "guidance" in the book.On the day it was repaired, Cyril was serving the Weasley brothers a chocolate fondue at the office.

"This fondue container was brought to me by my grandmother from Italy...Well, they use this to make ice cream fondue...We can try it when the weather is hot." Cyril picked up a piece of strawberry with a fork, skillfully After rinsing the thick chocolate paste in the middle, he leaned the fork against the edge of the pot and waited for a few seconds before stuffing it into his mouth happily.

George took finger biscuits, dipped them in chocolate, and ate them all, and he was addicted. Fred was also deeply addicted to the strange hobby of wrapping bananas in chocolate, and couldn't extricate himself.

"Well——I've read all the things you gave me. The quick-acting skipping class sugar is good, but if this kind of name is too straightforward, it can be used as a nickname, or something. You think, just call it "Quick-acting skipping class candy" is likely to cause resistance from parents and teachers, so try to make a playful one, prank or luck test candy or something... Fat tongue taffy is no problem; I like it; retractable ears --- simply, a masterpiece! Fake wand, emmm... Come back and bring me some. And the canary biscuit is great, you can consider developing other animals when you come back, For example, cats, little tigers, and little lions. The initial plan of my manager and I is to make two versions. The first one is aimed at children, and you can call them prank biscuits, canary biscuits or whatever you want; the second one is for children. The version is a bit taller, such as Animagus shape experience cookies... for customers of different ages. According to our market research, there are still many adults who are willing to try it. As long as the name is not so childish, the consumption level of adults will always be It's taller than the kids..."

"Yeah." The two twin chicks Peck Mi nodded.

At this moment, Ping An suddenly sat up from the ground, and called out "Chi Chi - Chi Chi!"The three people present turned their heads one after another.

"Ah, the minibus is about to shed its skin." Cyril put the small fork in his hand back on the plate, and walked over in three steps at a time. The minibus was rolling dying in the peaceful blue-green fur.

"Peace, you put the minibus down so that he won't shed it at all." Cyril stretched out his hand and carefully touched the bright green head of the minibus that had gradually separated, with a pinch of red feathers still stuck to his forehead Up, it looks like a stylish mohawk.

Cyril took out the fork of the branch that Severus had prepared for the minibus before, and hung the little basilisk's head on it, and the minibus could use this fork to rub his old skin off slowly .

"I can only help you here, brother. You have to work hard for the rest. How about rewarding you for taking the Wagyu after you shed your skin?"

The little basilisk put its head listlessly in the middle of the tree branch, half stuck out its tongue, and hissed twice.Cyril understood that the basilisk was protesting. It felt that Hiratori Wagyu beef tasted too fat, and normal lamb would be fine, and it would be better to cut it into small pieces like these days.

The twins don't know that the snake with the strange headdress (glasses) is a basilisk, nor that Cyril can understand Parseltongue, they just think it is a pet kept by Professor Snape.It was the first time they saw a snake shedding its skin, and they thought it was very fresh.

"Is this Professor Snape's pet?"

"Can we touch it?"

"No, no, better not. This is my friend and partner. It is much older than the two of you, and it is quite dangerous. Don't touch it." Cyril shook his head as a reminder.

"This is Professor Snape's friend?" George looked in awe.

"That must be very difficult..." Fred withdrew his tentative claws that were bitten illegally.

"Ah... um, sort of... Severus attaches great importance to it...and has a deep affection for it, of course it is highly poisonous..." Cyril said in a deep tone with his head bowed.

"You shed your skin well, and wait until you become a Hogwarts bully again! Come on, there are plenty of lambs. But... Be careful not to stick your tongue on the stick, in case it is corroded by your saliva, this kind It's hard to find wood with such a shape..." Xi Ruier kindly rubbed the top of the minibus with his fingertips to remind him.

The minibus flicked the tip of its tail feebly as a response.

"Hogwarts is the best! Cyril, are you joking!" Fred stared exaggeratedly at the little snake with thick fingers.

"He looks about the size of a grass snake. Even if it's extremely poisonous, it's so small...it's not enough..." George echoed.

"Just take me for a joke... After all, little snakes need to be encouraged to shed their skin, don't they?"

Cyril supported the shoulders of the two and led them back to the sofa.Xiaoba rolled his eyes with difficulty behind the blindfold at an angle that the twins could not see——although this violated the physiological structure of snakes, he was a super basilisk!What is venom, wait for the blindfold to go... Huh!

The three exchanged the prank goods in harmony for a while.

Ten minutes later, a phoenix, the patron saint, appeared out of thin air in the Slytherin head's lounge, and Dumbledore's voice came: "Syril, that thing is fixed. Call him after Severus gets out of class." Come to the office quickly."

The twins, eating biscuits and dipping chocolate, looked up.

Cyril calmly put down the small plate in his hand, and looked across at the two 15-year-old Gryffindor boys who were only in fifth grade.

"Boys, I may have something to deal with, so I won't have dinner together tonight. You can consider the suggestions I just made, and we will contact you later, okay?"

"Is something wrong? Or what are you going to do?" Every child full of BlingBling flashes in his mind has extraordinary curiosity, and the twins are no exception.

Cyril considered for a moment and said seriously: "Can I trust you?"

"We pledge our fidelity to you with a lifetime of mischief and future fortune," one of them quipped.

"The reason why I didn't take the life oath is because I'm afraid Professor Snape might misunderstand it." The other one added flamboyantly.

The white fox boy smiled, and said to the two pairs of sparkling blue eyes in front of him: "Maybe that evil person will come and attack his alma mater one day, because there are people he has always wanted to eliminate and the people he wants to get here." something. If that moment came suddenly, as a fearless Gryffindor——”

"We should hold up wands—"—Fred raised his wand.

"Rush forward!"—George made a charge.

"Kill him——"—Fred shouted.

"Don't leave a piece of armor!" - X2 "No, you should protect yourselves and comfort your juniors at the same time. Let everyone not panic and hide wisely. Don't you have a map in your hand? Use it , use the map to avoid those bad guys, if the bad guys are everywhere, take your classmates and run down, there are many hidden classrooms and abandoned grocery rooms under the cellar, you know it, right? Take advantage of what you are good at, Xiao heroes."

"Can we hide in the Room of Requirement?"

"No, don't go to the Response Room. Remember Kleiss? Our professor has already spotted him, and he's doing tricks in the Response Room. Don't go there usually. Do you understand? Also, keep it secret."

"Of order." ——X2 "Be good." Cyril reached out and patted the heads of the two lovingly.

……

"From now on, we are fully prepared for battle. Starting tonight, all Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students will no longer live in the dormitory on the top floor, because it is too close to the eighth floor...the eighth floor and above Empty. Pomona?"

"It's ready—the temporary dormitories are right next to the Hufflepuff lounge. Several large classrooms have been completely remodeled." Professor Sprout held the wand in his hand, and on his fleshy cheek There was a blush caused by emotion.

"Great. Then we need to trouble our two deans to explain it to the students, and use the original rhetoric——"

"Hogwarts dormitory roof and protective maintenance." Professor Fei Liwei answered in a shrill voice.

"Yes, yes, I have bothered. Tell the students to ensure that their life on the basement floor is no different from before, and they will move back immediately after the dormitory is overhauled."

"Minerva and Felius, you organize the students to move now, the sooner the better. Remember——be rational! Calm down! Control the students' emotions."

The two professors, one tall and one short, led the order out immediately.

"I have already notified the Order of the Phoenix and the Aurors. Alastor said that he will bring all the Aurors on standby at any time and arrive at any time through the fireplace. Besides, other non-Auror members of the Order of the Phoenix will arrive immediately. When the time comes We will arrange 24-hour patrols, and the professor will cooperate with them. I believe that he will act soon after the disappearing cabinet is repaired."

Dumbledore turned around and walked back to his desk, picked up a paper crane that Cyril was very familiar with, wrote some words, and let it fly out of the window.

"Hagrid, keep an eye on the Forbidden Forest. If there is any sign of trouble, magic fireworks will be launched at any time. Don't resist yourself."

Everyone received the mission one after another and left, until only Cyril and Severus were left.

"I won't give you any tasks. On the one hand, protect yourself, Cyril—you know what I mean. On the other hand...you have done enough. The only problem is—— That snake. Of course, there is no task assigned, but there is one more important thing to tell you.”

When the old principal said this, his eyes changed from soft to firm, and his blue eyes exuded coldness.

"Those Horcruxes. Let the basilisk minibus kill anyone who doesn't fall. As soon as that person appears."

"Okay." Cyril nodded solemnly.

"Severus, you must stay together. This matter is related to our overall victory. And I will face Tom directly."

"it is good."

"Albus, may I ask you a more personal and special question?" Cyril said slowly.

"Excuse me, my child."

"Gavin...Mr. Gavin joined us and is trustworthy, right?"

"...Yes. I can swear on this with everything I have." The old headmaster said gently.

"Then I have no doubts. By the way, I wish you happiness. It's never too late for something..."

"Ah...thank you."

The old principal took off his glasses slowly, and carefully wiped the lenses of the glasses with the front of his front.Putting it back on the face again, word by word, like sighing and chanting: "Through the night that covers us, is our unconquerable soul. No matter what we shoulder, we are the masters of destiny and the commander of our souls. Long The road is long, and the dawn is coming..." [Note] It is now February 1994, 2, at 8:05 pm.The sky has been gradually darkening, the shadows of the trees beside the Forbidden Forest have been infinitely elongated, and the water in the Black Lake has gradually turned iron gray.Headmaster Dumbledore stood in front of the window, with his back to the light, and behind him was the setting sun that was about to set.The moment Cyril looked up, he seemed to see a white-haired god descending into the world, telling the world, follow me, don't be afraid of the dark, dawn is coming.