Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

"How? How does it feel?" Severus asked sullenly, mouth shaking.

"It's okay... I just want to go to the bathroom..." Cyril leaned half on his partner, half closed his eyes, and frowned slightly.

"It shouldn't be a problem with the bathroom. The baby is about to be born. Cyril, calm down...we'll be there soon...Damn it, why is this carriage so slow!" The curtains on the side of the carriage were opened, and the endless sky was seen through the transparent windows.

Cyril pinched Severus's wrist embracing him weakly, and said in a calm voice, "Severus, it's you who should be calm. My dear, I'm really fine...in fact, I'm fine, I was just too surprised just now..."

"...you don't talk yet, save your strength...I'm here..." Severus lowered his head and kissed the top of Cyril's head deeply, as if he was sending infinite power to his little friend.

Lin Jiu had never seen Severus so bewildered.When they had afternoon tea together at McLean Manor to entertain Old Deng and another uninvited guest, Severus, who had always paid attention to etiquette, behaved like a mad black panther with his teeth bared and his hair furry. With Cyril rushing into the gate, he ran all the way and shouted loudly.

"Benny!!! Lin Jiu---someone, hurry up! Cyril---"

Lin Jiu's heart tightened, and everyone in the room stood up with a "jingle and clang".Benny even knocked over the teapot in front of the table because of too much action, and the hot tea left a large dark tea stain on the white tablecloth, but no one cared that much anymore.

"What's the matter?!——" Benny strode forward, and with his long legs, he easily squeezed to Severus' side first.

"Dad, it's okay. The little fox might be born...Sev is a little anxious..." Cyril was not so weak that he couldn't speak—in fact, on the contrary, he seemed to be in good condition, At the critical moment, Comrade Xi Ruier, the white fox, was emotionally stable and relaxed.

Although Cyril usually looked careless, he had already been mentally prepared, and now everything was normal. He neither screamed hoarsely like the pregnant heroine in the eight o'clock TV series, nor did he feel that his body was in so much pain. To the point of yelling.Comrade Baihu even freed up an empty hand, patted his partner's tense arm, and in turn comforted him in a low voice.

Lin Jiu glanced at the son in Severus' arms, heaved a sigh of relief, then glanced at the wizard's red eyes calmly, and took the initiative to lead the way, "Then go into the room! Things are already ready It's all ready-made, don't be nervous."

The potion master had invisible thorns all over his body, and his limbs followed Lin Jiu and Bai Zhi stiffly. His face was pale, and cold sweat was still breaking out on his forehead.But the steps were very steady, and even when going up the stairs, Cyril didn't feel a big shake.

"I know what to do...don't be so sullen..." Cyril wrapped his arms around his partner's neck, and couldn't help but comfort him for the 10086th time.

Severus parted his lips, hesitated for a moment, and hissed in a low voice: "I'm fine...you don't talk, save your energy."

Cyril didn't care about Severus' nervous advice, and continued to use his mouth to prove his health and relaxation: "You think, I am not only the white fox, but also the chief doctor of St. What happened...it is so easy for a white fox to give birth to a baby...especially a male white fox..."

Severus's expression loosened a bit, then tightened quickly, his eyes were full of entanglements: "...you are the director of St. Mungo's medical pharmaceutical research and development, not the director of obstetrics... your belly is as big as a sea The pumpkins grown in the grid seem really unconvincing..."

If Lin Jiu hadn't just opened the door of the specially prepared room, Cyril would have rolled his eyes at Severus who was blowing his hair.

However, "Papa Severus" with low emotional intelligence continued to argue his point without winking: "...and, you have never had a child before..."

"Okay, gentlemen. As long as the white fox has accepted the inheritance, it will have children. Don't worry about it... Now leave the space for Cyril, little furball?" Lin Jiu touched his son's hairy head, The tone is questioning.

"You go out and wait, don't worry." Cyril lay on the clean bed, behind him was a pile of cushions with strong support but soft to the touch, he adjusted the thickness of the cushions for himself before lying down, his expression now peace.

"What do you mean, don't you all stay?" Severus looked at Lin Jiu and Bai Zhi with a blank expression on his face. Although Severus subconsciously felt that Cyril, as a man, might be better off with his own male members to help, but look Does this mean that Cyril doesn't want to stay alone?

"Oh, the little furball doesn't need our help. We're waiting outside for your good news. Call us whenever you need it. Mommy will prepare some delicious food for you to replenish your strength. My grandchildren will depend on you!" Lin Jiu pinched Xi Ruier's face, made a cheering gesture, and calmly walked to the door.

When Bai Zhi passed by Severus, she raised her arms and patted him on the shoulder encouragingly. Seeing that he was really confused, she shook her head, and asked helplessly and dotingly: "So our little Xi Rui really didn't tell you? ?”

"Tell me what?" Severus heard his tone dry.

Cyril half leaned on the bed, pursed his lips and smiled at the bewildered Severus, even though his body felt uncomfortable, his expression was still vivid, and he could wrinkle his nose mischievously: "Sorry, dear. This is a surprise. "

"Surprise-joy-? This is the situation now?" Severus still had a dry tone.

"Male white foxes only need their partner to be around to give birth. You can recite a spell with me later, it will be very fast. It is completely different from female birth..." Cyril still held his partner's hand.

"You should have told me in advance, let me practice..." Severus turned green, his fingers tightening and loosening his wand.

"Pfft, stop teasing him, little furball. I have to go and see those little clothes and quilts, um, and diapers..." Bai Zhi pulled her daughter Lin Jiu to close the door for them.

"Discuss something!" Cyril stretched his neck with difficulty while supporting his stomach, facing the direction of the door, "When my cub is born, don't call me a little furball again... that sounds really good No majesty."

Lin Jiu waved his hand perfunctorily and closed the door for them.

The room was quiet, except for Cyril's occasional heavy breathing.

"How are you feeling now?" Severus sat on a corner of the bed, barely touching the edge, as if he was afraid that he would touch the fragile Cyril.

"I think it's okay to give birth to four." Cyril obediently half-lyed on the bed, sticking out her tongue mischievously.

"Teach me the spell now...or what do I need to do?" Severus stared deeply at the little friend on the bed, and reached out to help Cyril straighten his bangs and sideburns that had just been tossed and tossed.

Cyril beckoned, "For a while...you just..."

Severus listened carefully to Cyril's explanation, his face turned white and yellow, yellow and red, and after a while it turned back to the marble white that just entered the door.The anxious potion master suddenly remembered the various potions he had prepared in advance for the day to shrink wounds, relieve pain, supplement nutrition and energy, stop bleeding, and replenish blood.

"Come on, Papa Sever. The little foxes are really going to move this time." Cyril frowned after speaking, and stretched out a hand, and Severus quickly helped him up and undressed him.

……

Cyril didn't lie, the process was really fast, at least in Severus' impression, when he stood with Lucius at the door of the delivery room in the manor, he looked at Lucius like an ant on a hot pot The time spent waiting round and round anxiously for Xiaolong to be born is definitely five times longer than it is now.

White fox male babies need spells to be born smoothly. Cyril did not point out any complicated and professional spells or formulas to Severus, but simply told him that he would take out the baby wrapped in his stomach after a while. The baby's sac, and Severus, as the father of the children, only needs to reach out to cover it after it appears to provide "power from the father".

"Is it magic?" Severus asked uncertainly at the time.

"Yes and no, we'll just put our hands on it together when the time comes. We'll feel if it's successful or not. It's innate, trust me." Cyril simply replied.

……

Witnessing the birth of his own child was something Severus had never experienced before. He couldn't describe the moment when he saw a translucent white sac enveloping his child appear between himself and Cyril. His inner touch.

Unlike usual looking at Cyril's chubby belly and thinking about the future secretly, this time the baby is right in front of him, right under the palms of himself and Cyril.The warm, beating, palpable newborn—his and Cyril's baby.

They are now giving their children encouragement and strength through their palms. As Cyril said, he didn't think about anything at the time, didn't say any spells in his mouth, as if he knew what to do naturally, and stretched out his hand.

Watching the translucent white film become lighter and lighter, becoming more and more transparent, watching the baby's appearance become more and more clear, two small babies face to face, eyes closed and curled up.

Suddenly, a gentle white light flashed, and after the first child fell into his arms, the cries of the babies burst into his ears one after another.A drop of warm liquid streaked across the corner of the eye, flowed down the cheek and disappeared into the resolute and angular jaw line of the wizard.

Before this, this mediocre potion master had always kept the inherent impression that giving birth meant that one child was in the delivery room while the other was anxiously waiting outside and could do nothing but pray.

But even so, Severus firmly believes that he can do more than ordinary fathers. For example, from the fourth month of Cyril's pregnancy, he has devoted himself to researching various possible potions and specialties. Knowledge.

The reality is always more surprising and perfect than he imagined. Cyril was not injured, and he greeted his two little babies with his own hands.

Now that the two babies have fallen asleep, after experiencing the shock of the birth of twins for a moment, scrambling to cry and whimpering softly while holding their fists, these two pink and tender "Little Mandrakes" ( Severus corrected in his mind: No, it's not a mandrake, it's a little angel) wrapped in a small quilt and lying beside Cyril like a kitten.

Of course, this is thanks to the timely appearance and help of Lin Jiu and Bai Zhi, these two newly appointed silly fathers know nothing.

When Lin Jiu heard the sound and came in, she saw Severus and Cyril with stiff arms—her eldest son was still showing a slightly bulging white belly. The scene was warm and funny, as if they were holding His newly born naked son, but two time bombs and one bomb.The two hugged one each, staring at each other with wide eyes, while the little babies stretched their arms and kicked their legs pitifully where their palms were held.

At the moment when the sac ruptured, the two little babies had a small belly button that Cyril helped tie with formulas. They were a pair of twins, both little boys.

By the time Cyril put on the home clothes with the help of Severus, the room was already filled with people one after another.

Mr. Lin walked around the bed seven or eight times in a strange way, mouthing his tongue in amazement, stretched his neck to make faces at the sleepy babies, and made strange noises in an attempt to attract the little ones' attention.The little ones snuggled up tightly under the quilt. Naturally, they couldn't see clearly and didn't open their eyes when they were born. But even so, Mr. Lin still enjoyed it, and he danced and danced as if he had won a big prize.

"They all have black hair...Look at this one with thick hair...Tsk tsk tsk...Which one is the elder brother? Which one is the younger brother?" Mr. Lin stretched out a finger, and gently rubbed the top of his younger brother's head.

"My elder brother has a pink-blue quilt, and my younger brother has a small pink-green quilt." Bai Zhi, who helped wrap the quilt, said softly.

"Big brain, smart!"

"The skin is so red now, the redder it is, the whiter it is. In the future, I will definitely be a handsome young man with white and tender skin."

"Of course, both of their fathers are white, look at this little upturned nose..."

"Littlefinger is really strong, grab me and won't let go..."

"The calf is also strong. I just wrapped the quilt and kept kicking..."

"Brows and eyes like Cyril..."

"Looking at the pursed lips, it's Severus' mouth..."

"I can't tell the difference between this brother and brother at all. Twins are amazing! Tsk tsk tsk..."

A few people gathered around the two babies on the bed, talking to each other, Cyril wanted to laugh when he heard it, why didn't he see who the nose, eyes, and mouth of such a small newborn baby looked like? like who?

"Severus, tell me, who do these two babies look like?" Lin Jiu suddenly turned her head, and threw the topic to the silent "son-in-law" who was hugging her son.

The family members who were having a lively discussion fell silent one after another, and all turned their heads to Severus, and the room was full of big curious eyes.

"..."

Severus stared at the whole room, his Adam's apple slid up and down in a circle, and his eyes fell on the two little babies who clenched their fists and squinted their eyes, their dark pupils were full of tenderness.

Cyril turned his head curiously, as if he wanted to see his partner's embarrassment that he didn't know how to answer after being questioned by the parents.

Severus' voice was the same as his usual voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing the two babies, it was deliberately low and soft, but with a rising tone that was hard to ignore: "Like Cyril. Nose... The chin... including the earlobe and the corners of the mouth are similar... I just looked at the fingers of the eldest son. His thumb nails are very similar to Cyril's... slightly flatter... The second son has a small birthmark on the little finger of his right hand, which is also Exactly the same as Cyril..."

"..." Mr. Lin, who was still arguing with his wife just now about whether the twins have double eyelid problems, felt that he was weak.

"..." The gray-green-eyed Benny, who was praying that the two cubs were cute, McLean, felt that he was particularly incompetent as the "new grandpa"—he didn't notice the thumbnail of the eldest grandson and the first The pinky birthmark of the two grandchildren!

"...Pfft." Lin Jiu couldn't help laughing, and even Bai Zhi lowered her head and pursed her lips to laugh.

For some reason, Cyril, who felt a little blushing, quickly turned his gaze back to his son.

"It's nice to be like you, really." At this moment, Severus, who had been hugging him all the time, lowered his head and pressed his head to Cyril's ear, and the warm voice repeated it again, using two voices that could only be heard.

"Why do I feel like you?" Cyril lowered his head and stretched out his hand to gently touch the side of the little son's face, hooked the tip of the little baby's nose without any force, smiled and squinted his eyes, and asked in a low voice with his neck tilted.

"Like you." Severus repeated with great insistentness, "Looks like you."

In this way, the two of them began to whisper to each other while hiding aside and whispering.

On the other side, Benny squatted and knelt on the side of the bed -- he didn't care whether his current posture was unseemly, he looked at the little baby's face excitedly, pointed at the little guy's round, chubby little Jaw: "Severus is right, this little chin looks like me——Cyril's chin is just like me, McClain's chin! See, don't you?"

"Like like! I just don't know what color the eyes are." Lin Jiu kissed her husband's side face full of expectation.

"Twins! I can't wait to carry two identical little Fluffy on my back!"

Cyril opened his mouth and asked, "Xiao Rongrong?"

Mr. Lin replied triumphantly: "Distinguish it from your little fur ball. How about it? It sounds cute! I have to open a bottle of Moutai tonight. I'll tell Old Deng to stay here for dinner!"

The family circled around the two newborn little fans, and they didn't calm down until the two little ones were fully asleep.

Somebody walked out of the room first, and when Cyril recovered, he and Severus were left in the room.

Cyril leaned half against Severus, and after experiencing the crying of the newborn and the excited crowd of the family, the two of them now enjoyed a rare peace.After a while, Cyril, who was staring at his child's pouting, squinted his eyes tiredly, and looked around casually. He was so busy before that he didn't notice the details of this room at all. A light brown piece of furniture in the corner attracted his attention. caught his attention.

That is……

"Did you move the cot here?" Cyril leaned over in the corner of the room.

Severus glanced casually, then returned his gaze to the two babies.He answered vaguely: "I put it in the space bag before. A few days ago, Lin Jiu said that he was going to prepare the delivery room, so I took it out."

It was a beautiful log-colored crib, wider than ordinary cribs, enough for three babies to lie side by side without crowding, each piece of wood was spliced ​​together tightly, and the details were carefully polished There are no traces of edges and corners.

The surrounding small railings were wrapped in soft cotton covers, and Cyril knew that putting the children in would not hurt them even if they were so mischievous that they would turn over.

Of course, the most special thing about this crib was that it was made by Severus himself.

Originally, Cyril didn't know about this, because Severus didn't seem to be a person who loved handicrafts - except for handmade potions.One night after the great battle, Cyril woke up from her sleep with her stomach pressing on her bladder, and found that Severus's side of the big bed was empty.

He put on his slippers and wrapped himself in a thick dressing gown. After solving his physical problems, he went downstairs to find his partner who was not sleeping well in the middle of the night.

The sound of sawing wood came from the basement.

"Crunch——crunch—"

In fact, if it wasn't for the safety of the house, he and Severus were the only two people except for an elf, and it was quite scary to hear such a sound in the middle of the night.

Cyril approached silently holding his wand, the basement door was ajar, and the light was bright, and Severus, wearing dark long-sleeved trousers, was concentrating on sawing wood with his back to the door.And beside his arm is a bed frame that has already been erected.

This is an empty room outside the Potions Laboratory, which is now filled with various Muggle tools and wooden boards, which feels like a handicraft workshop.

Cyril stood for a while and felt his waist was a little tired, so he changed his posture and leaned against the door frame.Severus, who was so focused, didn't notice this. He still had a thick book of magweave in his hand, and Cyril guessed that he might want to add some protective magweave or other interesting things on the bed. Ten minutes later, with a soft smile on his lips, Cyril slowly returned to the big bed in the bedroom on the third floor, took off his dressing gown and climbed into the quilt.

This man with a heavy personality is probably embarrassed to make a crib in front of his face...

Cyril, who knew a certain truth, never bothered his partner——Silly father Severus, pretended not to know anything, and basically stopped going to the basement.

Since Severus doesn't want to let himself know now, he just pretends not to know...

For half a month, Cyril fell asleep as usual every day, and occasionally got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Severus continued to study his "masterpiece" in the basement most of the time. According to Cyril's observation, this gentleman would meet at 12 o'clock every night. Concentrate on making the wooden bed for about an hour between 1:[-] and [-]:[-].Then go to the bathroom downstairs to take another hot shower, dry your hair, warmly reappear under the quilt, embrace the sleeping Cyril from the side, and kiss your little friend on the forehead or The back of the head, and then touch the round belly.

Making the bed was a sweet little secret between the two of them. Cyril pretended not to know about Severus' "overtime work", and Severus went to bed early and woke up early with his children as usual.

Until a week before the baby was born, Cyril, who woke up from a nap one day and was about to have afternoon tea, found a beautiful wooden bed with railings in the living room. Truth, Cyril would never have guessed that Severus would have done it himself.

There is also a row of small wooden animals carved on the head of the bed!

——It turned out to be a row of little foxes with different postures!

"This is...?" Cyril blinked, with a look of surprise, and gently stroked the smooth edge of the bed rail.

Mr. Snape, who was reading a book on the sofa, coughed lightly, put the book upside down on his lap, and replied calmly: "I asked a friend to make a cot that can protect wizard babies... two children can Sleep in it, it won't be crowded."

Cyril walked to the sofa with a smile on his face, took the book from the wizard's lap, sat down unceremoniously (without caring about his weight) and buried himself in the arms of his partner, and kissed him hard The other party has an expressionless face.

"I thank their father for the two little foxes!"

Severus lowered his eyes slightly, staring at Cyril's face for a while, then pursed his lips in a good mood, and kissed Cyril's forehead.