Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

London, NOTTING HILL, in a small light yellow house on the side of the street.

"There is no way, Jean's little cousin insists on running from Germany to study at Hogwarts." Wendy was wearing a decent silk wizard robe, looking very feminine, with a small suitcase at her feet, she Touching the soft hair on the head of the blond boy next to him, with a loving expression on his face, "His English writing and reading are all right, but his pronunciation is a little weird, and you may need to correct it——you know, the staccato in Germany is weird Um, when he spoke in a hurry, his voice was louder, it sounded like he was shouting slogans..."

"I thought that Ms. Scrimgeour, an excellent Hogwarts graduate with excellent abilities, would be perfectly up to the task of... taking your fiancé's cousin to Diagon Alley to buy books, instead of bothering your poor Potions professor and his Husband." Severus stood aside grimly.

With this familiar tone, familiar voice, and familiar language, Wendy, who feels so nostalgic (being used to being abused by the dean for 7 years), almost grabs her small handkerchief and weeps.But now Wendy is more courageous, the dean married my elementary school brother!The elementary school brother who has a super good relationship with me!

"No, Dean, I'm really too busy—look, I'm going on a business trip to Portugal in the afternoon. And the reason why he came to study in England is entirely out of admiration for your surging river, so I I think it’s good to meet up in advance. You definitely don’t mean to bother you guys. Besides, to be honest, he is very good. The wand is ready-made from the family. He talked about Hogwarts and British students, after all, he came here alone."

"Hmph." Severus snorted aside, folded his arms and said nothing.

"Where's Gene?" Cyril looked around at the love nest of the seniors and seniors. It looked warm and lovely here, with Gene's trophies, medals and posters hanging on one wall, and Cyril found one of the framed clippings on the interview The reporter of the champion Gene is Wendy herself, and there are various styles of decorations on the fireplace. Cyril guessed that the two brought them back from all over the world.The house was not as big as Cyril had imagined, but it was full of life-like supplies and furniture. He even saw many new semi-Muggle appliances when he passed the kitchen.

"He's playing in Portugal, so he won't be able to come back for the time being. Come back at the end of the year, we will hold a wedding then. I told you in advance, so please be sure to attend." Wendy blinked her eyes after speaking.

"Oh! It's amazing! Although I think you should have gotten married long ago." Cyril smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"He insists on a grand slam, and I was busy in the first two years...so I'm counting on you guys!" "No problem. Come on, little gentleman, tell me what your name is." Cyril stretched out his hand , gently pulled the little boy who stood upright and stood silent, staring at himself and Severus with light blue eyes.The little guy has a typical appearance of the Germanic nation, with light-colored hair, low cheekbones, thin cheeks and a high nose bridge. Even though he is only 11 years old and still has baby fat on his cheeks, he can clearly see his sharp facial features and facial features in the future. The shape of the face is sharp and chiseled, and the overall appearance is extremely delicate and excellent.Gene Flint himself has German blood that can be diluted to negligible, and his distant cousin is a true German pure-blood little wizard.

"Guderian Hoffman, sir. You can call me Guderian. It's a pleasure meeting you and Mr. Snape." The little boy was wearing a shirt and overalls, showing his white and straight legs and arms, You can see the appearance of long hands and long feet from a small place.The voice was not as bad as Wendy described, on the contrary it sounded tough, and the greeting posture with a slightly leaning body was also very appropriate.

After briefly shaking Cyril's hand, Guderian carefully glanced at Severus's eyes, and did not take the initiative to shake hands with his idol.But in the pale blue eyes were two small flames of adoration burning brightly.

"This is much better than my English. I thought there would be someone who could break my English level record... Hello, Guderian, we will set off for Diagon Alley in a while."

"I'm sorry to trouble you, thank you very much." Guderian raised his mouth slightly with a sullen face.

"No, Cyril, give up, I don't think there will be a student at Hogwarts who can't speak English better than you in 200 years, and I guess the dean will not have the patience to teach another student grammar and pronunciation." Wendy smiled cheerfully.

"Slytheringa is very——although Miss Scrimgeour has graduated. Then time is limited——" Severus walked to the corridor first, beckoning the master to open the door. (Wendy slandered: Call me miss when you are in a good mood, just now you called me lady...)

"That's too bad, I thought I could at least salvage my glorious image. Wendy I hope you are doing well, bye~"

"Bye, dear. I wish you all the best!"

……

"Honey, your cufflinks were just on the table." Cyril hurriedly helped Severus tie his bow tie, Severus reached out to help him straighten his collar, and the two stood at the door to check each other's opening dinner dress code.

"Cufflinks? Not in your hands?" Severus stopped his hands hesitantly.

"?! It's over, Noah, Noah? Did you hide Dad's cufflinks?" Cyril dropped the tie in his hand and immediately turned back to the bedroom.

Sitting in a baby chair on wheels is a cute little baby, giggling with exceptionally green eyes, about to stuff the little velvet box in its toothless mouth, drool already dripping on the blue flannel A circle of deep and shallow traces.

"Don't stuff it all in your mouth... Here you are, Boo Boo." Cyril quickly took the small box, and stuffed a plush comfort bear into his younger son's arms just before his face turned dry and howled.The eldest son, Egbert, was lying on the side happily kicking his feet and sucking the pacifier, holding Dorje's big ears in his hand, and Dorje was changing his diaper without any complaints.

Cyril flicked his wand, the drool on the box disappeared, and he took the time to save the ears of the poor squawking house-elf.

"Egger, don't pull Dorje's ears, Dorje will hurt!"

Dorje's big gentle amber eyes glanced at Cyril quickly, and whispered lovingly in a high-pitched voice: "Duoji is not in pain, little master Egbert doesn't have much strength. Little master Egbert is here Playing with Dorje!"

"Come on Dorje, I was pulled by his hair. This little bastard is extremely strong. If he dares to bully you again, Dorje, don't worry about patting his little butt and don't spoil him. Let's go to the school-opening banquet, and then Severus There will also be a speech from the dean, and it is estimated that they will come back around 10 o'clock in the evening. They like to run around very much recently, Duoji, you have worked hard."

Before Cyril finished speaking, he came out of the bedroom like a gust of wind, and handed the cufflinks to his partner, "Hurry up and put it on yourself, I'm going to find out where I put the newly-made wizard robes for us last time... ..."

"It's in the dustproof shelf of the closet on the right side of the bedroom. I'll get it later." Severus lowered his head and put on the button, and caught the hurrying little friend by the way, grabbed him, and gave him a new Windsor bow tie.

"Oh, thank you. You look very handsome today." Cyril tiptoed and "chirped" the corner of the wizard's mouth.

"You too, radiant." Severus held Cyril's face, lowered his head slightly, and kissed it sideways.It was a very gentle kiss, not deep, and for a short time, but somehow it made Cyril feel blushing and heartbeat, probably because Severus rubbed his big nose against the tip of his own very cheatingly.

"They're all dads and still so shy. Maclean's assistant?" Severus' deep voice was like a mellow wine in a cellar, and Cyril felt that the two of them would be late for the school-opening banquet.

……

"Welcome, Vientiane is renewed, with old and new faces, what remains unchanged is that Hogwarts will always be here..."

Albus was wearing a white gold-rimmed magic robe today. He stood up and waved his hands, looking like a great magician. The "Professor Gavin" beside him was wearing a black and silver-rimmed robe, looking from afar... The two are very "harmonious".

"Freshman called the front branch of the name!" Professor McGonagall held a long list, and everything was as usual.

The little Mao Maos in the audience stumbled and lined up from the gate of the auditorium, and the weather outside was still typical for the start of school——rain.Guderian stands out from the crowd of shivering little wizards who look like soaked chickens—he has a tall and straight figure, exquisite facial features, meticulous hair, and dry and refreshing clothes. Perhaps it is not an illusion, even the few little guys around him, It doesn't look so awkward compared to others.In just one trip on the Hogwarts Express, Guderian has already gained a circle of children who admire him by virtue of his own "charisma".

"Many families in Germany have advanced education. Many of the life spells that Hogwarts learn in class are not taught in Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They are all self-taught at home." Severus sat upright, without squinting Explained to Cyril in a low voice.

"He looks really stylish," said Cyril, equally unblinking.

"Ah."

"Guderian Hoffmann." Professor McGonagall's voice came clearly.

The little German boy calmly walked to the high stool, and reached out to pick up the sorting hat on the stool that a confused ghost almost put it on.

There was a commotion in the audience.Everyone started chattering.At first, Cyril thought it was because of seeing high-quality handsome boys.

Professor McGonagall stood straight to the side, turned his head suddenly, glanced at the direction of Cyril and Severus vaguely, coughed dryly, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

"...?" Cyril turned to look at his partner suspiciously. Is there any problem? ? ?

Severus frowned, and suddenly exclaimed in a low voice: "Noah!"

"???!!!" Cyril seemed to react suddenly, looking down with round eyes.

A bunch of white hairs flashed past the edge of the table, Guderian's calm face showed subtle confusion, and then his delicate brows were softly stretched, and he slowly squatted down, holding his hands extremely softly. The little fox crouched under the chair trembling, hugged it into his arms, and looked around.Finally, he sat on the high stool calmly, and put the sorting hat on his head with one hand.

"Slytherin—" the Sorting Hat's voice filled the hall.

Cyril and Severus even forgot to applaud, watching the little German boy named Guderian wrap his little son into his robes, and sat down at the vacant seat of the Slytherin table with peace of mind superior.

"..."

Son... Son, just so everyone watched...was... stolen? ? ?

A few minutes later, a panicked Dorje appeared behind the teacher's table holding Egbert in a fox state, and whispered to the two fathers who already knew the truth that one of their sons had sneaked away.

"Duoji sucks..." the house elf snotted and burst into tears.

"It's not your fault, Duoji. I should think about it, they've been too skinny recently..." Cyril comforted in a soft voice.

During the conversation, Cyril firmly pressed Severus' wrist again, preventing Head Slytherin from rushing off the teacher's seat in the middle of the sorting ceremony.He comforted Dorji a few more words, let him go back to take care of little Aiger first, and they will solve Noah's business.

After the elf disappeared, the two of them watched in a daze as the German boy held his youngest son Noah with one hand and had run all the way exhausted and fell asleep and fell asleep into a scarf. He was in a trance and almost missed all the rest of the branch. ceremony.

The only good thing is that Guderian is naturally cold, no one has successfully begged him or reached out to touch the sleeping little fox in his arms. (There were a lot of people looking across the table, and some stretched out their hands to touch, but Guderian forcefully stopped them.)

"He...how did he escape?" Cyril held up a fork, chewed the lettuce stalk unwillingly, looked up at the long Slytherin table, and asked blankly.Although, as the biological father of two little foxes, he knew in his heart that the twins were much stronger in fox form than in baby form.

"..." Severus felt that he had lost his language function, and his nervousness was no better than Cyril's. He was sitting on pins and needles, always guarding against his youngest son's transformation, and anxiously waiting for Dumbledore to announce that the school-opening dinner was over, Then take advantage of the chaos and quickly take away the youngest son.

I have to say that Noah was very powerful. During the lengthy dinner party, he slept like a "human (fox)" and didn't know anything.

After a long opening dinner, Severus appeared at the Slytherin table coldly, facing Guderian's admiring eyes, the curious and fearful eyes of all the students, and the interested and smiling eyes of Dumbledore and some colleagues , took away the deep sleep with his sleeve --- thank God there was no transformed Noah.

The students were in an uproar—the rumors were true, Professor Snape really had a pet Siberian snow fox that would never grow up, and it was so precious!

Noah changed to a more familiar embrace in his sleep, kicked his paws, shook his ears, and continued to dream of milk-scented dreams.

……

"For the sake of soul mates, your child is far more magical and talented than cubs of his age." This is the unanimous opinion of Dumbledore and Grindelwald who came to visit the frightened couple at night.

"I think you need Doudou. Obviously, an elf can't handle it. This is just the beginning, and they will become more and more powerful in the future." Dumbledore saved his beard from the little Egbert Coming out, he touched the golden bow on his beard with lingering fear.He took out the pocket of his robe again, and put a new little toy on the side of their little bed with a loving face—a pair of plush bunnies that can emit soft starlight and softly hum nursery rhymes.

Xi Ruier breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you very much, Doudou can be of great help, and the relationship with Dorji is also good..."

"You're welcome, let Doudou follow you in the future. Don't worry or curb their talents, this is a gift from Merlin, and they will be good boys." Dumbledore said with gentle eyes.

"By the way, do they have a godfather?" Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore, then at the energetic twins.Dumbledore coughed awkwardly.

"Not yet." Cyril replied with a smile.

Grindelwald looked eager to try, and his strange eyes were full of childlike excitement: "I think...Al, tell me about your decision, you have been embarrassed to say it. What a great opportunity, how about I help you Say it together?"

"Gail...you are too abrupt, we haven't finished writing..." Dumbledore looked helpless.

"Actually, Cyril and I have always had a request..." Severus stood up in good time, glanced at Cyril, and Cyril nodded.Severus waved his wand, and a scroll of parchment tied with a ribbon appeared in Dumbledore's hand.

"We hope this is not too presumptuous...can you and Mr. Grindelwald be their godfather?" Cyril said in a discussing tone.

"Oh! Of course there is no problem! Merlin..." Dumbledore was at a loss for a while, looking like an old child who heard that he had won a big prize, and then gently rubbed his fingers with love Aiger and Noah's cheeks turned their heads to Grindelwald, "Although Cyril and the others admit you, don't think about teaching them strange spells. I'm staring at you."

Grindelwald raised his hands indifferently, expressing his innocence, "I will be a qualified godfather, I swear with my love for you. You can keep staring at me, it's perfectly fine, I'm happy."

Dumbledore turned his head in disgust.

"I'll watch Gail." The old headmaster solemnly promised.

"I can feel your love for them, they are very lucky."

Each of the two old men stretched out their left hands and gently covered the heads of the two sleeping babies. After a while, a silver-blue light lit up from where their hands touched the babies' heads, and then fell silent after a while. .

"You can come and see the babies anytime, although they are quite naughty now, I doubt you will love them for more than 5 minutes." Cyril leaned gently on Severus' arm, smiling at Deng Bullido said.

"No, we will fulfill all our responsibilities as godfathers. We will love them, protect them, and educate them. Treat them as our own." The old headmaster took off his half-moon glasses and wanted to wipe his robes with emotion. Wipe, stopped by Grindelwald, with a cleaning spell.

Before the two left, Grindelwald left a pendant beside the bed of the two babies, which was the kind of symbol that Cyril saw on his disciples during the war.The only difference from the one worn by believers is that this pendant is pure black with metallic luster.Dumbledore didn't say anything when he saw it, and Severus didn't have any special reaction, so Cyril helped Xiao Zai Zai to keep it temporarily.