Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

"We have a what...?" Cyril asked weakly.

"Sniff!!" Diandian grabbed the note and jumped back and forth, trying to get back on Cyril's shoulder.

Cyril squatted down stiffly, and offered an arm to let the elf guide climb by himself, then picked up the note with trembling fingers.

"sniff"

Well, no doubt.What a surprise!

The boy looked up at Domingo, Fiona behind Domingo, and his grandparents covering their mouths and laughing behind him.At the same time, Cyril seemed to hear the German students and Roland beside him gasp like a toothache.

"Is it going back to the dorm with me? Slytherin's dorm???"

"I think so, unless you have another place to live, we just ask it to stay with you." Grandpa Domingo blinked.This made Cyril somehow think of his great headmaster, Professor Dumbledore.Comrade Deng also had this expression when he invited him to taste the Mexican Invincible Spicy Candy.

"Okay." Cyril drew out a bitter grimace.

"Can I change it?" Roland's voice rang in his ears.

Cyril turned his head back in surprise, Roland blushed, looked straight at Domingo and said firmly: "Can I change with Cyril? I like sniffing a lot, and there is a space in our carriage. Small and few things."

Domingo raised his eyebrows, and replied slowly: "Although I really want to, but I have to say, maybe not, sir. Rules cannot be broken."

"It's okay, Niffler is cute!" Cyril hurriedly stopped Roland who wanted to say something more, and took a mole-like Niffler from Fiona.

"Can we name them?" Cyril asked casually as he recalled the content in the book, stroked Xixiu's back to comfort him.

"Whatever you want. We don't interfere with your relationship cultivation."

"Then you call it Zhaocai. Zhaocai, please give me your advice this week." Cyril pinched Zhaocai's claw and shook it gently twice to express his friendliness.Zhaocai stared at the human being with two shiny black eyes, and looked back at the human with a bewildered expression, without expressing his opinion.

"...It's okay, we will become friends. I have countless gold, silver and jewels with me, and eat delicious food and spicy food every day." Cyril continued on his own.

"Pfft!" I don't know who or how many people burst out laughing after hearing what Cyril said.

"But one thing must be remembered, every little creature has a very powerful protection spell, so please don't try to intentionally hurt or abandon them, this is the bottom line, please don't touch it. The consequences will be very serious." Domingo Speaking of which, he put away his good grandfather's expression and became extremely serious.

The contestants also stood upright and listened attentively.Even little Frank, who likes to complain, shut his mouth and tightened his jaw.

Domingo was very satisfied with everyone's attitude and nodded.

"Then the game will start now, and the report will be after dinner next Monday. You will have a tight week this week. You must not only hurry up to cultivate your relationship, but also rehearse. Looking forward to your performance!!"

Everyone straightened their backs unconsciously after listening.

With the dots of silly beauty on his shoulders, the peace of sleeping in his pocket, and the freshly baked "cute pet" in his arms, he went straight back to the Slytherin head's office.

It seemed that the professor had expected that he would come back to find him. Before he could say anything, Medusa blinked and opened the door.

Snape sat behind his desk correcting papers, raised his eyes and sneered.

"You brought Magical Creatures here?"

"Almost." Cyril sat on the single sofa very naturally and muttered.

"So you're going to come to my place and cry like a three-year-old who has been wronged outside? Kindly remind me that there is no candy here to make you happy." Snape replied flatly, continuing to grade the paper in his hands.

"I don't need candy, I need a solid bedroom, the professor can help me find a way!"

Cyril stared at the past with doggy eyes.

It's a pity that the callous young Slytherin head didn't receive any signal, and he refused without even looking up.

"Impossible, I have no obligation to help you in your game."

Cyril looked at his hands and sniffed, and felt that this problem must be solved no matter what, even if it seemed like he had eaten the heart of a bear, he continued to try to persuade: "Dean, this is also helping yourself, isn't it?" ?”

Snape paused the quill in his hand, raised one eyebrow, raised his head slowly, and asked softly, "Help me?"

Cyril swallowed a mouthful of saliva, walked forward, leaned over the table, and explained bravely: "Look, this is a sniff..."

"I'm not blind, Mr. McLean."

"It loves all gold and jewels, things that sparkle..."

"What are you trying to say?" Snape sucked impatiently.

"Professor, Slytherin's common room is full of precious artifacts, and every bedroom in Slytherin is strewn with precious personal belongings of students. I can't be sure that I will watch over this snuffer every second, Sooner or later, there will be big troubles, and as a prefect, I can't take the lead in making troubles... And if you sniff out someone's jewelry box, it will bring great trouble to your work, won't it?"

Cyril finished speaking a long paragraph in one breath, looked back firmly at Snape's deep obsidian pupils, and conveniently raised the sniffing treasure in his hand a little higher, allowing it to be fully displayed on the Snape looked under his nose.

Zhao Cai lived up to expectations and stretched out his "evil" claws, pinched the chain of Snape's pocket watch on his chest, and boldly pulled the valuable pocket watch out of the professor's pocket, blatantly stealing it!

"Look, it's like this." Cyril snatched the pocket watch out of the lucky claws expressionlessly, stuffed it back into Professor Snape's coat pocket very calmly, and pinched the "new favorite" two front paws.

Snape was silent and didn't move for a long time. Cyril suspected that no creature would dare to openly take something from his pocket, and it was normal for him to find it difficult to accept it for a while.

It took a while, maybe only a few seconds, but Cyril felt that his legs were sore.

Snape finally spoke again, and the black-haired black-eyed wizard opened his mouth and asked softly, "So, what do you want to do?"

Cyril instinctively felt that a soft-spoken professor was more dangerous. Such a professor was like a snake that was dormant and ready to ambush at any time.

The boy turned backwards, his composure just now was like a popped bubble, and disappeared after a short-lived, he stammered and explained: "Can you arrange a one-week residence for me alone, away from Everyone's rest room should be further away, simply need nothing to sleep on it..."

Snape sat up straight, leaned back slowly, and tapped the wooden desk surface with his fingers inscrutablely.

"can."

Cyril, who had already begun to think about it, was shocked by the professor's simple and clear answer, raised his head and opened his eyes wide in disbelief, trying to confirm the professor's expression.After meeting the professor's eyes, he lowered his head guiltily.

"Oh. What? Have the guts to reach out to ask for it, but don't have the guts to reach out to take it?"

Cyril could imagine the professor's mocking expression without looking up.

"No. I'm just wondering where you'll put me..." The boy tried his best to win back.

"You are in this... state. There are time bombs and excavators everywhere, and it is not suitable to arrange there. I intend to arrange you in Hagrid's lair. I think it will be enough... safe. It's a pity... "

Snape hooked the corner of his mouth maliciously, leaned forward, admired his student's terrified expression at close range, and slowly spit out the second half of the sentence.

"The spare office next door is vacant."

Cyril looked back at the wizard blankly holding Zhaocai.

"Tsk! Are you waiting for me to carry your luggage?"

"Oh! Oh! No, I'll go right away. I mean, thank you for your generosity! I'll go right away!" Cyril was startled, bowed in a hurry to express his thanks, and ran happily When he left the office, he left a figure of his back leaving behind.

"Hey!" Snape snorted fiercely, picked up the quill again, and wrote an A on the top paper.