Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Xi Ruier pawed the ground with his paws, and continued to listen to the conversation between A Zhu and the elder.

"So his destined soulmate is me...? He took the initiative to find me?"

"It can be said that without the guidance of the holy tree, there is still a way for him to find his spiritual partner."

……

What's going on in the future, Cyril no longer has the heart to listen.

The boy was suddenly startled by a thought in his mind: if Azhu could be Silverwood's soulmate, then could Professor Snape also be his soulmate...

This idea is like a seed with great vitality. Once it falls on the heart, it will quickly take root and germinate, and grow wildly.

Cyril stumbled out of the elder's courtyard, walking around aimlessly with red ears, trying to distract himself.

"Mother, why do I only have two tails and Uncle Azhu has six?"

A childish voice entered his ears.

"Because you follow your mother, and there are only two mothers." Aya replied patiently.

"Mother, why are there only two?"

"Because my mother took those four tails and made four precious wishes, including having you, my baby."

"Can I make a wish with my tail too?"

"Baby, I'm sorry, you can only make one wish at most. So this wish must be very precious, and you must not make a wish lightly... Tail docking is very painful, and most foxes don't need to use their tails to make wishes live happily ever after.”

"I know mother." Yinmu shrank his neck in fear.

Xi Ruier stood beside Aya and Yinmu, listening to the conversation between the mother and child, flicking her fur tail, lost in thought.

No wonder Ma Ma keeps telling herself never to move her tail, because we only have one...

Time passed and the stars changed, and after several years, Cyril learned a lot of new things from Yinmu, Azhu and the elders, while Snape has kept coming over every weekend for more than a month.

That day Snape came to Shantang Street as usual, the difference is that he brought some more documents with him.

"Benny, I want to talk to you."

As the weather turned hot, Snape was only wearing a shirt and trousers. By the way, he nodded politely to another white-haired young man sitting in the living room.

The white-haired one is Yiwen's praying person and protector—Wu Thirty.

"Come to the study, Severus." Benny put down the youngest son Ivan in his arms, said "Excuse me" to Wu Thirty who was drinking tea with him in the living room, and stood up first.

Wu Thirty, who has the blood of Bai Ze, smiled gently, turned around considerately, and picked up little Yi Wen who was put back into the car and screamed "Yi Ya".

"Shall we go outside to see the flowers? And the koi raised by grandpa..."

"Da!" Ivan agreed with simple language.

"So you think... the blessing potion has some hidden or additional effects that are not recorded in the information in your hand..."

Benny knocked on the table in surprise, and asked casually and seriously: "This additional effect..."

"Positive, don't worry about that." Snape seemed to know what the other party was going to ask, and answered immediately.

"It did make me feel better. So you need a statement to assist you in obtaining the inheritance of the Prince Manor."

Benny looked at the parchment at hand, raised his eyebrows slightly and continued, "I remember that Lucius suggested you to inherit more than once before, but you kept it secret. But... this time just for a potion? Of course... ...As Cyril's father, I fully support your approach. But Severus, this is not your style at all!"

"As a master of potions, the most important thing in my eyes is potions. I didn't want to pay attention to these before, because I thought that I didn't have the resources of Prince, and I could still solve those problems and make new potions. But now, I found that This potion is Prince's own potion. The handbook I got from my mother back then only described the steps of making the potion and its universal effects in detail. Now it is very difficult to get more detailed data. I guess Some of the data, records and analysis at that time should be in the so-called manor, so it is imperative for me to obtain his inheritance."

"Severus, you know that as a friend I have always supported you to inherit the Prince Manor. At this point, I will definitely sign the declaration. But at the same time, with all due respect, I want to take the role of Cyril's father Ask you: What kind of existence is my son Cyril in your eyes that can make you change your decision?"

Benny put down the foreign wine glass in his hand, and added: "Forgive me for being straightforward, because I never thought that my son could be important enough to shake some of your thoughts and decisions. We have known each other for 16 years, and I feel that I have great respect for you. There is still some understanding, so it is even more incredible.”

Snape stared at the amber wine in his hand, as if looking at a cup of potion with complicated ingredients. After a moment of silence, he said softly, "People change, Benny. Although I don't want to admit it, Mr. Ling There is indeed the power to turn decay into magic. Whether I am an elder or a friend who treats him as an equal, I am willing to do this for him from the bottom of my heart. If inheriting the Prince Manor can solve or clarify Siri If there are some small problems in my body, then this kind of behavior does not violate my original intention."

Benny watched this friend silently, and finally raised the foreign wine in his hand slightly: "Then, for your love and love for my son, cheers."

"cheers."

Both Snape and Benny drank the drinks in their hands.A beautiful cursive signature was signed at the bottom of the parchment.

Benedict McClain, who was one of the guarantee recommenders, was a little moved by what Junior Severus said just now, but he always felt that something was weird.

Shaking his head gently, forget it, let's go and see the eldest son who sleeps in the dark every day. Two days ago, his grandfather said that his family's Cyril sleeps like a husky...

Opening the door, Cyril's sleeping posture did not disappoint everyone—sleeping like a twist with her belly up, her neck tilted and her tongue drooping around her mouth.

Embarrassed, Benny drew the curtains and opened the window.The hot summer wind blew into the room with a constant temperature and coolness. Cyril rubbed his front paws against the tip of his nose, slowly changed his position and continued to breathe.

Snape put his potion box on the experiment bench without any surprise, took out a row of small medicine bottles from it, opened one of them and walked to the bedside.

There is a cup of honey water at the right temperature on the bedside table.Snape skillfully grabbed the short-armed and short-legged little fox from the bed, half-embraced him in his arms, lightly touched the half-opened lower half of the little fox's mouth with a spoon, and then saw the little guy poke his mouth, With his nose closed, he began to look for water sources.Snape took the opportunity to feed him a spoonful of honey water.

Benny, who was watching from the sidelines the whole time, almost shouted, "Ten points for Slytheringa!"

Snape didn't notice his friend's star-eyed surroundings, he picked up the nutritional potion, and put a very shameful baby pacifier on the top of the bottle. ——If Cyril was sober at this moment, he would definitely refuse for the sake of dignity.

It's a pity that he is just a little fox now, and he is the kind that fell asleep...

The little fox was biting the pacifier in his mouth, and the food was very sweet. Benny picked up a nutritional supplement on the table, sniffed it and asked curiously: "New formula?"

"Well, I improved it again." The potion master hugged the fox without changing his face, watched it eat with eyes closed, and pouted.

"...What kind of smell is this? TreacleSpongepudding??? Merlin! You actually added a taste mimic!"

Benny was genuinely shocked.

Snape raised an eyebrow slightly, silently asking what was wrong with the tastant.

"No problem." Benny recovered his coldness in a second.

At this moment, Papa Benny was roaring in his heart. He was not a potion layman either. Mimiflavors were actually very tasteless in the eyes of every potion master.Because every normal potion wants to pursue the comfort of taste, it must spend some effort.It is very troublesome to adjust the dosage of each step after adding the flavoring agent.

Among them, Snape also published an article about how stupid it is to spend time improving the taste...

Before Cyril said that the potion Snape gave him tasted delicious, he didn't think it was a taste-stimulating agent specially added for his son, maybe it happened by chance.

Comrade Benny began to reflect on his father's incompetence for the Nth time.

There is a weak voice in my heart: But... is it wrong not to spoil your son?This guy, Severus, spoiled Cyril a little...Is it pampering...?

"Cyril is 37 grams heavier than last time." Snape's cold voice sounded.

The answer is clear, this is clearly pampering...

Benny couldn't bear to look at him and turned around, and decided to go downstairs to see his young son.

Speaking of the youngest son...Wu Sa has been visiting Yiwen every day recently. Why does he have the experience of raising two beautiful and popular daughters?

No no no, put your mind away, Benedict!

Benny shook his head violently, telling himself not to think too much, and put the strange thoughts behind him.