[HP] look at you

The ward after Olivia woke up was very lively.

Lily, Mary, James and Remus, as well as Elizabeth, Celia, Elvis, Bryce, Tara and Jason who came from the United States rushed in. Fortunately, the luxurious ward she lived in was big enough , didn't push Snape out.

Before she had time to say a few words to them, the uninvited guests came in wave after wave.

First, reporters from "The Daily Prophet", "The Quibbler" and "The Witch Weekly" rushed into the ward one after another, demanding to interview Snape and Olivia, and asking them to explain in detail the process of defeating Voldemort.

They pledged to publish their heroic deeds in the center of the front page in four consecutive issues.

In this regard, Snape readily raised his wand, saying that if they don't get out, they can consider publishing his murderous deeds to gain popularity and subscriptions-he doesn't mind being divided into several issues on which page.

These reporters obviously did not have the courage of Elvis, the reporter of the "New York Ghost" in the ward. They did not dare to use their lives to test whether the one who defeated the devil was another devil, and left in despair.

Only the female reporter of the "Weekly Witch" slammed the door and shouted: "Or you can tell me the love story between you, all the witches have subscribed to our newspaper, and I promise to write your story in a soul-stirring and earth-shattering way." ..."

"Well, well, ma'am, there will be a chance later." Mary pushed her out the door before she could promise Snape to knock her over.

Elvis looked at the closed door, blinked, did not dare to provoke Snape, and turned to Olivia, "Perhaps, as a close friend of the person involved, I am lucky enough to get first-hand information?"

Olivia was sitting on the bed and eating the porridge that Tian Tian gave her—in fact, she could eat it by herself, but if she didn't let Tian Tian get busy, the house elf who had the guts to drug the master would have to because Guilt knocked myself against the wall.

"You ask Sif, after all, I'm not on the frontal battlefield." She easily shifted the question.

Elvis turned his face and saw Snape evoked a smile that was not in good faith, "I think you can reserve the tombstone first, for the sake of you being my best friend, what font do you like?"

Elvis manually zipped his mouth.

Before they could say a few more words, a group of people from the Ministry of Magic came in again.

The Minister of Magic, Harold Minchum, was extremely thoughtful, sending Olivia a bouquet of flowers, expressing his heartfelt joy and congratulations on her awakening, and then tactfully asked how the two of them defeated Voldemort and the Death Eaters, the movement was so big that the Muggle military sent a small force to investigate.

They managed to invent a reason to fool them away.

"Actually, I have to ask about the detailed process and the different roles you play, which will affect how we award you the Order of Merlin."

Olivia finally finished her porridge, wiped her mouth, and said with a smile: "Dumbledore is the planner, maybe Mr. Minister can ask him."

Harold had a delicate expression, "Dumbledore said that he is busy repairing the Orpington Manor, and he is temporarily unavailable."

Olivia: "..." In terms of cunning, it's still no match for Dumbledore.

She thought about it, although she didn't care what color the ribbon on the Medal of Merlin was, but considering the whitewashing of Lucius and Regulus' identities, she decided to clarify some things with the Ministry of Magic.

Suddenly, she thought of a question and asked Lily: "Are there Black and his wife among the Death Eaters who followed Voldemort that night?"

Snape hadn't seen them before, so he probably wouldn't recognize them.

Lily naturally heard about it from James, and she didn't really want to bring it up, but when Olivia asked, she could only say lightly: "All three of the Black family are here."

Both Sirius and Regulus couldn't let go of their behavior of deceiving their parents to die.

——They only accepted their own missions and didn't know the full plan.

Olivia was silent for a moment, and said to Snape, "Well done."

Although I didn't do it myself, it still feels good to get revenge.If they get out alive, they can only be locked in Azkaban, and she doesn't think that's enough.

As for the feelings of Sirius and Regulus, she would not put them above revenge.

Snape counted the time, and when Olivia and the Ministry of Magic had a good deal, he mercilessly kicked them out as well, forcing her to rest for a while.

There were only the two of them left in the ward.

Olivia closed her eyes and lay down for too long, and couldn't fall asleep for a while, so she asked Snape to read poetry to her.

She has always liked his natural voice with a velvety texture, and the tone rarely fluctuates too much, which is very suitable for ASMR before going to bed.

Considering her status as a patient, Snape increased his tolerance for her unreasonable demands, so he asked Tiantian to bring over a collection of poems that her master often read--Oppington Manor, before burying his wife in Orpington Manor. Livia moved all the things she could take away to Prince Manor.

If it wasn't for the fear of Voldemort's suspicion, she would even pry off the family crest on the gate and take it away.

Tiantian quickly delivered the poetry collection to Snape.

He closed the curtains, lit a lamp with soft and dim light, sat by the bed, and read poems to her in a slow voice.

After reading two or three poems in a row, her eyeballs were still spinning around under her eyelids, and her fingers were restlessly drawing in the palm of his hand holding her.

"Shall I give you a sleeping spell?" Snape asked self-consciously.

Olivia raised her eyes and complained: "There is no emotion, I read novels to Ivan with more rhythm than you."

"Maybe I should recite some potion formulas for you, so that you may fall asleep more easily." Snape suggested that she choose the field he was better at.

"Sev—"

However, as soon as the coquettish voice took off, Snape almost reflexively compromised.

He flipped through the collection of poems and stopped at a page.

"Mymistress' eyes are nothing like the sun

My lover's eyes are nothing like the sun

......"

He chanted softly.

Olivia's eyes moved slightly.

"Coralisfarmoreredthanherlips'red:

Coral is much redder than her lips

Ifsnowbewhite, whythenherbreastsaredun;

If the snow is white, her chest will be dark brown

If hairs bewires, blackwires grow on her head.

Her hair is like a wire, and the wire is whirling around her head

......"

Snape's voice was full of tenderness, and Olivia's hand was snuggled into his wide palm, and she closed her eyes.

"i have seen roses damask'd, red and white,

I have seen red and white roses, like a veil

but no such rosesseeiinhercheeks;

There are no such roses on her cheeks

and insomeperfumesistheremoredelight

There are many aromas that are very attractive

than in the breath that from my misstress reeks.

My love's breath doesn't smell like this

ilovetohearherspeak,yetwelliknow

I love to hear her talk, but I know

thatmusichathafarmorepleasingsound:

Music is sweeter than her voice

igrantineversawagoddessgo,

I admit I've never seen a goddess walk

mymistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:

My lover keeps his feet on the ground when he walks

......"

The breathing in his ears had become gentle and steady, Snape turned his face sideways, watched the faint smile on Olivia's lips, and lowered his voice to a whisper.

"andyet, byheaven, thinkmyloveisrare

But, I swear to God, my love

as any she believed with false compare.

Better than any beauty who is held up as a fairy

......"

The news of Voldemort's downfall spread unstoppably to the United States, and Elton, who had been anxious because he couldn't contact Olivia, rushed back immediately.

Fortunately, Olivia was able to walk and move at this time, and her injuries didn't look serious, which avoided the scene that made the old man deeply irritated.

But Elton was not easily fooled, because the "New York Ghost" published the news that Snape's staff in the Magic Congress of America and its staff were at war.

Obviously, it would not be a trivial matter to make a big fuss about the Magical Congress of America looking for someone.

Olivia flickered without blinking her eyes, "I asked Sif to find Lucius. His health is too poor. I asked Professor Taylor to come over and treat him."

Elton was dubious.

Just then, Lucius knocked on the door and came in.

Elton had a stress reaction and immediately became the most perfect butler, no longer asking any more questions.

"It seems to be recovering well." Lucius handed the flowers to Olivia gracefully.

The vases in the room were already full, so Olivia had no choice but to put the extravagantly packaged paintings on a chair beside her.

"You look the same." Olivia also looked at him carefully.

Lucius' complexion looked much better than last time, and his Veela-like face seemed to have a tendency to regain its former glory.

"And thanks to the therapist you introduced me to."

Olivia did ask Lucius to go to Taylor. After all, his body suffered too much and he needed some conditioning treatment.

"Thank you only for this?" Olivia squinted at him.

"Oh, of course." Lucius said in an aria-like tone, "I would also like to thank you for describing me in front of the Ministry of Magic as someone who endured humiliation, endured humiliation, and remained firm in the dark in the face of everyone's misunderstanding, for justice and ideals. A double agent who spares no expense."

At the end, he couldn't help rolling his eyes unseemly.

Olivia suppressed a smile, "Why, isn't this person tall enough?"

"Thank you." Lucius said disgustedly, "but I'm not interested in 'being' a member of the Order of the Phoenix."

The pure-blooded Malfoys are pawns for the pro-Muggle Dumbledore?The portraits in the Malfoy Manor were fading.

Olivia is not used to his temper, "Don't get cheap and act good, at least I left you a complete Malfoy Manor, just laugh."

Lucius thought of the almost flattened valley, and felt a little terrified for a while, "Compared to courage, I am indeed inferior to you."

As he spoke, he looked at Snape, who was sitting on the sofa beside him, reading the newspaper without saying a word, and smiled maliciously, "Oh, look who this is, Severus Snape Nepe, our savior, great hero, maybe also my future 'brother-in-law'? Are you looking at your handsome news photos? Won't you say hello to me?"

Snape glanced at the flamboyant man who added a lot of gaudy tone to his sentence, and said calmly, "If your wife has no objection to this."

Lucius smiled slightly. Narcissa's sister, uncle and aunt all died under his hands. Although the Black family did not collapse under the support of Sirius and Regulus, it inevitably lost its former glory.

During this period of time, Narcissa has been in a depressed mood, not only because of Lucius's plan that has been hidden from her, but also because of the broken faith.

Lucius could only try his best to comfort her gently, hoping that she would think about it.

"By the way," Lucius changed the subject, "You were not able to attend my wedding with Sissy, how can I receive an invitation to your wedding?"

Snape glanced at Olivia.

She casually perfunctory, "Don't worry, you will never lose this opportunity to bleed."

Snape looked down again.

After another week or so, Olivia finally got permission to leave the hospital.

She immediately returned to the place where Orpington Manor was.

In return for Olivia's efforts, Dumbledore obviously put in a lot of effort, and the manor standing in front of them now looks almost [-]% similar to the previous one.

It's just that the brand-new exterior wall lacks some of the sense of age that has been polished over the years, and the scorched land in the garden that will not be able to grow back for a while also shows how devastating the place has been.

Olivia walked into the interior and turned around. What was restored was only the basic framework. It was difficult to reproduce the original decoration and layout. The whole manor was empty and pale, without any breath or trace of life.

Although she was psychologically prepared, she couldn't help but sighed wistfully.

Snape held her hand in silent comfort.

Olivia smiled sideways, "Ivan's range of activities is limited, so he shouldn't notice anything unusual."

After thinking about it, she is not sure. She has lived in this manor for more than 100 years, and she probably knows where there is an ant hole on the wall. It is really difficult to hide it from her eyes.

But she quickly thought of a good way.

"At that time, it was said that we were going to use this as a wedding room, so we redecorated it."

She can guarantee that Ivan will be too happy to care about anything when he hears this.

Feeling the strength in holding her hand, Olivia looked at Snape, and saw that he raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes slightly, and looked at her in disbelief, as if she had said something Nonsense that subverts common sense.

Olivia blinked her eyes belatedly, and said confidently: "Why, can't it? Does it have to be in Prince Manor?"

She still felt that the Prince Manor didn't fit her aesthetics, and it was more suitable for a haunted house than a wedding room.

Of course Snape didn't care whether he was in Orpington Manor or Prince Manor, or even in Malfoy Manor, he just wanted to know if he was wrong, or if this was just another random joke on her whim.

Olivia has already pulled him to start conceiving a new style of design with great interest.

"How about changing the wallpaper to light blue?"

"I like that gazebo in Ilvermorny, and we could have one in the garden."

"We seem to have said before that we want to plant tulips outside the window? Red or yellow?"

"you……"

"I—" Snape stood still as if waking up from a dream, "I should propose."

However, he looked around and saw that there was not even a single wild flower that could be counted on the barren land, not to mention that he was completely unprepared for the ring and lines for the proposal.

He didn't know what it was like to propose, but it was definitely not in such a hasty scene.

Olivia couldn't help laughing at his troubled look.

"Didn't I say it before when I proposed?"

"When?" Snape suspected that he had been forgotten.

At this time, Olivia became reserved again, and raised her chin coquettishly, "You still want me to say it again? Dreaming."

Snape thought hard for a long time, wishing he could take a pensieve and shake all his memories on the spot, flip through them, and see where his unpredictable lover buried his deep love words.

Finally, Fu Ling came to his senses and looked at Olivia in a daze.

"Willyou..." There was a slight tremor in his voice, and some uncertain hesitation, "——bealwayswithme?"

Olivia deliberately didn't look at him, and tormented his heart with a drawn out voice: "Yes."

Snape didn't respond for a long time.

Olivia turned her head to look at him, and saw him standing there in a trance, with pure unpretentious joy on his face.

She seemed to see his reborn and rescued look when she said she would give him a chance in the Slytherin lounge.He also saw his blank expression overwhelmed by ecstasy when she accepted his confession in the reeds by the river.

For so long, it seemed that just a word from her could easily put him in the clouds and fall into the abyss.

He is not good at expressing emotions and telling his heart, but Olivia feels that she can feel the deep love in every moment of his gaze.

As if two magnets were attracted to each other, Olivia threw herself into Snape's open arms, tiptoed to his ear, and softly repeated his original response, "Always."

She loves freedom, but she is willing to be bound by his love.

Snape hugged her tightly.

From then on, his life has a weight that can be supported, and he will no longer have any fear.

The author has something to say:

Please eat this chapter with wb background music, it feels even better.

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I originally thought that the main text would end in the last chapter, but I, who have obsessive-compulsive disorder, wanted to make up a hundred and eight steps.

So there's a wedding in the next chapter (I'm so sick.)

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By the way, I hope that the sisters who go back to the second brush can move their fingers and help me to make a supplementary review. My obsessive-compulsive disorder is also very uncomfortable to see comments with less than [-] words (really!)

Thank you all.

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感谢在2020-09-1306:21:02~2020-09-1406:26:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast the mines: 2 Yeyuxing; 1 Big Moon, Zhang Xin, Kou;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 78 bottles of M2 Nebula First Rabbit; 1 bottle of Chuchu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!