HP Paranoia and Antisocial

Nagini was playing in the courtyard, and Severus was sitting on a chair in front of the French window, holding a newspaper, glancing at Nagini and the newspaper from time to time.

Wardmont had previously trained him to grasp the key points and behind-the-scenes stories from the information, and also intentionally trained him to be a "political figure". Severus had the ability, but the final choice was to open the demon Medicine workshop, immerse yourself in the research of your favorite potion.Occasionally, he can also look at black magic, whether it is defense or developing new spells, which is also Severus' interest.But Severus was also used to reading newspapers and other reading materials.

Most of the content reported in the newspapers is about Wardmont. The Ministry of Magic has not made any major moves recently, but there was one before, transforming the streets of wizards and creating the latest wizarding business district.

In fact, the daily life of wizards in Britain is not rich. The commercial streets for wizards, that is, Hogsmeade, Diagon Alley, and Diagon Alley are places that ordinary wizards are not willing to set foot in.With such a careful calculation, not only are there few stores, but also the variety of goods is not rich.In the case of few commercial activities, life will naturally appear relatively dull and lack freshness.

To create a business district that belongs to wizards, Wardmont seems to intend to encourage mixed blood and hemp seed to participate in the business of opening a store, and now I don't know what the situation is...

There should be quite a few objections from the old shopkeepers, after all, this has moved their interests.

Severus was a little sleepy, leaning back in the chair and closing his eyes slightly.

Severus didn't even notice Wardmont's presence in the house at first.

The sunset was a strong golden red, and even the green plants in the courtyard were stained, as if the scenery on this side was a wonderful oil painting by the master.

If you want to find a word to describe such a picture, it is "quiet".It's not night, but it can make people feel the quietness of the years.

The corners of Waldmont's lips curled up, his red eyes reflected Severus sleeping peacefully on the back of the chair, and he was a little reluctant to look away.

Walking over gently, sitting opposite Severus, quietly watching Severus' sleeping face, the sun had completely set before he knew it.

Knowing that he couldn't let Severus sleep on the chair for too long, he would be uncomfortable, Waldmont tapped his fingers on the table and called Severus' name twice.

"Huh?" Severus frowned, opened his eyes, and saw Waldmont sitting opposite him.

"When did you come back?"

"Just came back." Waldmont tapped the table with his wand, and the things that were originally placed on the table flew to where they should go, and a sumptuous dinner appeared in the vacant place, "Would you like to drink some water first?"

Severus stood up and moved his body a little.The chair was too small, and he was uncomfortable after sleeping in it for so long.

Wardmont waited for Severus to sit down again and brought him a glass of warm water.

After Severus drank, he moved the knife and fork.

"Going to the Potions Workshop again today?" Wardmont knew that Severus couldn't be idle.

"It has to be familiar. I still have a thesis of my own to write, and the experiment has not yet achieved the best results." Severus didn't want to go through the qualifications, and then wait until he was older to get the Potions Master The title doesn't mean much that way.

"Don't push yourself too hard. Severus, you are talented, and you still have a lot of time. And you just graduated, and I want to take you on a trip." Graduation trips are routine items, and Wardmont doesn't want to Cancel.

Severus heard Wardmont's plan, but he didn't want to travel outside at this time: "Just when I have inspiration, please allow me to finish that experiment. Please."

"Severus, I know that time is precious to us, but when it's time to enjoy it, you should also relax. You have been tense for too long, and your nerves need to relax." Waldmont observed Looking at Severus's expression, knowing how he would refute, Waldmont said again, "I respect your opinion, inspiration is hard to come by, and you want to hold on to me to understand. After you have been busy for a while, just Go on a trip with me?"

"Thanks..." Severus was worried that Wardmont would be angry, but he agreed, and Severus relaxed.

"The Potions Studio just opened, and my recruitment has just been sent out. Deng...Professor Piaget also replied to my invitation. I also want to contact Hogwarts to open a channel for sixth-grade students to practice in the studio." , there's a lot that has to be done. I don't want to..." disappoint you.

Severus explained with some difficulty.

Before things are done well, it will make him feel very guilty to let him leave his work to rest and travel.

Wardmont had invested so much money, and had shown such trust in him, that Severus hoped to make a difference.

After working so hard for so many years, Severus just hoped that he could rely on his own ability to pay back a little to Wardmont.

"Then what to do, it sounds like you'll be busy for a long time." Waldmont saw Severus lower his head, his fingers were so nervous that he was about to tear the tablecloth, a soreness filled his heart, he knew it was from Severus Ruth's emotions.

"Severus, no matter what you want to do, I will fully support you. I believe you will make a career. Potions can brew honor and even prevent death. Potions link the past, present, and future. Potion Master It is a profession full of possibilities. The potion you research will affect more wizards and bring them health and hope."

Waldmont knew why Severus was in such a hurry, seeing him working hard for himself made him happy, but also felt that Severus was working too hard.

If it had been the first time Severus had tried his best to help him, he would have just accepted it.But now, it's different.

"There are so many things to do, and we can't finish them in a day or two. We have to take our time, are you right?"

Wardmont gazed at Severus, reassuring his restlessness.

"My thesis is published, and I will go on a trip with you." Severus, who was much more stable, made his promise.

"Okay." Wardmont forked a piece of mutton from his own plate and put it on Severus' plate, "Let's have a good meal."

Severus ate the piece of meat that Wardmont offered, and gave him a spoonful of fruit salad in return.

Wardmont happily ate the fruit with Severus' hand, "Delicious."

Severus froze his hands, forgetting to take them back for a while.

Wardmont put another small piece of meat on the spoon he didn't take back, "So soft?"

"No, no..." Severus withdrew his hand quickly, his lips were drawn into a line, but his neck was burning and his ears were burning.

Heartbeat, disordered.