HP Paranoia and Antisocial

Using magic to clean the dust from the furniture, Mrs. Prince is still processing ingredients in the kitchen.

Old Prince cheerfully stood aside and helped Shanna: "Severus likes to eat Italian lamb chops, I'll go out and set up a grill later."

"Be careful when lighting the charcoal fire." Mrs. Prince thought that Severus was coming, so she chose the dishes more and more carefully.

"I know. Hehe." Old Prince enjoyed his wife's love, arranged all the dishes in his hands, and slowly cleaned the pot of lamb chops marinated last night.

Severus was also very busy after graduation, and the Princes even visited Severus at Morris and Severus's home.

Now that Severus was finally free, he and Maurice could come and visit them, and the old couple were very happy.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen Morris for a long time. Every time I write to ask him where he is going, he always says that he is out exploring or working, and he is too busy.The Princes were also very sorry that they hadn't seen Morris for a long time.

They also have a deep affection for Maurice. Even though they are not related by blood, Maurice is still a young man they recognize and are close to, and they have Severus as their bond. New achievements, the Princes will be even more grateful to Morris.

Severus can be so good, inseparable from Morris' careful training of Severus.When they were absent from Severus' growth, when Irene couldn't take on the responsibility of a mother, Morris accepted Severus and cared for Severus Snape's heart without reservation.

They couldn't have the relationship they had with Severus without Maurice.

So the Princes have always been very grateful to him.

Old Prince set up a grill in the yard, and after making sure that the charcoal fire was just enough, he put a layer of oil on the barbed wire before putting the lamb on it.

The mutton chops made a sizzling sound when they touched the scalded iron grid, and the aroma of the seasonings for the marinated mutton chops wafted up immediately.

Smelling the rich aroma of the sauce, Old Prince nodded secretly. His skills in making Italian roast lamb chops are really good.

"Duke!"

Severus and Prince stood outside the fence to greet old Prince, and Wardmont stood beside Severus.

"Severus, Maurice, come in." Old Prince saw them, waved his hand and magically opened the small gate on the fence.

"Looks like a blessing." Wardmont consciously stood beside Prince and asked if he needed help.

Under the guidance of the old Prince, Severus slashed a piece of lamb chops.

Old Prince brushed another layer of sauce on the cut edge of the knife, and squeezed a few drops of lemon juice. Just looking at the tender meat of the lamb chops and the fat sizzling on the grill, he I feel that my saliva is secreted more quickly.

Wardmont used tongs to turn the lamb chops, and with the help of magic, the lamb chops could be heated more evenly, and the grilled lamb chops tasted better in this way.

Severus is a master at controlling the temperature of the fire. After Wardmont failed to help him a few times, he was driven in by Severus to help Mrs. Prince cook other dishes.

No one ever said he was clumsy.

Waldmont couldn't help laughing at the thought of Severus loathing him.

Well, in recent years, Severus' cooking skills have indeed improved a lot. Although he doesn't cook it often, he is naturally rigorous when he studies the recipes. Naturally, he can find the most suitable temperature and cook the most delicious food. .

"Morris, it's just right. I need your help to take out the chicken in the oven and slice it by the way." Mrs. Prince saw Wardmont appearing at the kitchen door, and naturally asked him to help.

Putting on his gloves, Wardmont took out the grilled chicken and sliced ​​it as Mrs. Prince had ordered.

Mrs. Prince poured the sauce over the chicken and garnished it with a piece of broccoli.

"You're done."

"Is there anything else I need help with?"

"Well, you can clear the table, we're going to start setting the table." Mrs. Prince prepared all morning, except for the grilled lamb chops, the chicken was the last dish.

Wardmont snapped his fingers, and the dining table took on a new look.

Mrs. Prince used her wand to direct the dishes she had prepared to fly onto the dining table: "How is the preparation at Duke?"

"Should be all right. I'll go out and get them." Wardmont was willing to be an errand here.

Being busy at work and admired by others seems to be less important than sitting with loved ones and having a delicious meal.

"Come and try the dim sum. I just learned the cheesecake. It's not too sweet. It goes well with black tea." Mrs. Prince waited for everyone to sit on the sofa and brought out the snacks she had prepared.

"After a rich lunch, what I look forward to most is the dessert you prepared." Old Prince tasted it happily.

"Severus, how is the preparation of the Potions Studio going?" Mrs. Prince knew that Severus had been busy with this matter since graduation. It is said that Waldmont privately injected capital and united a lot of pure blood Investing seems to be a big deal.She has been worried.

"The right people have been recruited—the first project is already running steadily." Although Severus could not tell Mrs. Prince the details of the Potions Workshop, he could still say that the situation was basically stable. "If it weren't for this, I wouldn't be able to spare time to visit you. I've been worrying you all this time. I would also like to thank Duke. If it wasn't for Duke's help in recommending candidates, I wouldn't be able to find the researcher I like so quickly."

"It's good to be on the right track. Does Mr. Wardmont have a special person to help run the studio?" Old Prince has great confidence in Severus, but Severus is a potion master after all, isn't he For professional operation, if the studio is to be able to operate, it is obviously not enough to have only potion masters. People need to be responsible for finances, responsible for external explanations, and internal regulations... It is quite a complicated task.

"Yes. I just need to concentrate on research, and other things will be taken care of by professionals." Severus glanced at Waldmont. Except for the researcher, the rest of the staff were recruited by Waldmont .Occasionally, a few Severus looked familiar, and seemed to be Waldmont's trained subordinates.

"Morris has been running around all the time. If you are tired, you might as well find a job in Britain. You are such an outstanding young man, I believe that no matter what career you do, you can do your best." Old Prince made a timely suggestion .

Severus looked at Wardmont narrowly.

Waldmont replied seriously: "I'm thinking about it, but don't worry, there are still some things that need to be dealt with." He must tell the Princes his identity one day, let him prepare for a while.

"That's really great," Old Prince raised his teacup, "Cheers." He was restricted by Shanna recently, so he could only use a teacup instead.

Wardmont respected the old Prince from afar.

Severus guessed what Wardmont was going to do and kept silent.

"I wish Irene could come back at this time." Mrs. Prince whispered, only heard by Severus beside her.

Maybe he really should persuade Irene again.

By now Irene should no longer resist seeing them, right?

If Irene could be with them at this time, all the regrets might be gone.