[HP] look at you

The Fidelity Charm was cast smoothly, and both Snape and Irene breathed a sigh of relief.

This is not the first time for Olivia to be a secret keeper, but she is very skilled.

"Actually, it's not very suitable for me to be the secret keeper. If you want to invite people to visit Prince Manor in the future, I'm afraid it will not be very convenient."

No one except Olivia can tell the location of the hidden manor, which means that if anyone wants to come in in the future, she will have to agree and lead her, which is why Irene doesn't agree.

Snape is a stubborn character, although he also thought of many concerns, but when he said it, he never thought of going against it.

"Just keep your mouth shut," he warned.

Of course, Snape didn't distrust Olivia, but if others knew that she was the secret keeper, they would definitely force her to reveal her location.From this point of view, the confidentiality person is not a safe identity.

Olivia smiled nonchalantly.

After the task was completed, Olivia bid farewell, and pulled Snape out in the name of going to the bookstore to buy books, and they apparated to London together.

Snape's expression was not good: "You asked me to come here to buy these?"

He looked at the book in his hand with distaste, "Emma's Youth Diary", "Mirror in the Bathroom", and "Affair in the Stables", they were all messed up books!There are also many covers with large-scale ambiguous portraits!He has nowhere to look!

"I can't help it." Olivia took two more books and piled them in his hands. She almost didn't pick at all, and took them down the list of the latest bestsellers of romance novels, "You have to understand those who have nothing to do The loneliness of the empty-nesters, especially the ones who are still in the heart of spring.”

One of Evangeline's hobbies is gossip, the second is handsome guys, and the third is romance novels.The output of novels in the wizarding world can't meet her huge demand at all, so she can only scan books for her in Muggles.

Olivia thought about finding an artist to draw a pair of mahjong one day, and asked Evangeline to find a few mahjong friends to play mahjong every day. It is estimated that there will be no place to vent so much energy in the future.

After buying the book, Olivia turned a corner and entered the barber shop next door.

Immediately someone greeted them and asked what service they wanted.

Olivia glanced at Snape, who blocked his book sensitively.

"I do not need."

"You have such long hair, don't you find it troublesome to wash it every time?" You are too lazy to wash your hair, why don't you just cut it off?

Snape shook his head firmly.

Olivia squinted her eyes at him for a while, then asked suspiciously, "Could it be...are you afraid of scissors?"

Snape blushed immediately, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"..." Olivia had a delicate expression.

It seems she guessed right.Perhaps extreme insecurity?Or distrust of strangers?Or maybe it's just a simple dislike of other people's touch.

Snape almost frowned: "What are you looking at!"

"Look in the eyes of cowards."

Snape looked like he was about to throw all the books in his hand in her face any second.

He ground his teeth for a while, then turned his head suddenly, and said loudly: "If this store is not closed, please send someone to cut my hair!"

Olivia tried her best not to laugh.

When she came out after washing her hair, Snape was already sitting in front of the mirror with a white cloth around him, his long wet hair covered half of his face, and the other half could still be seen extremely unhappy.

The barber who trims his hair is almost careful.

Olivia sat down beside him and wrapped herself in a white cloth. "Relax, it's just a haircut."

Snape didn't speak, but glanced coldly at her from the corner of his eye through the cracks in his hair.

"Don't be like this. Changing your image is good for you. After all, you are now the heir of the Prince family and represent the face of the Prince family."

"Like you?" Snape said abruptly.

Olivia paused for a moment, her expression unchanged, and said, "Yes, just like me."

The shattered hair fell down, and Snape felt a little uncomfortable about the words he blurted out. He moved his mouth and said instead: "I thought it would be better to appear poor."

Olivia leaned back on the chair with her eyes closed, and said flatly, "I thought you should know that only those who can be coveted are valuable." Those who are worthless are bullied by everyone.

Snape thought of her defiant behavior in school, her tough attitude towards Parkinson, her friendly face but turned her back, and thought about it.

"So...you did that on purpose at school?"

No answer was received.He turned his head slightly and noticed that she seemed to have fallen asleep.

At first she just pretended to be asleep, but Olivia, who was really asleep, woke up after being pushed roughly.She looked up and saw a face that seemed familiar but also a little strange.

The shoulder-length black hair was neatly cut above the ears, revealing the complete outline of the entire face. The originally gloomy face immediately became much refreshed. There have been some changes, at least from the weird look that needs to keep a distance at first glance, to a normal and ordinary young boy.

Even though he still had a bad look on his face, at least he wouldn't have the urge to call the police now.

"I think you should tip your barber ten pounds." It's not easy to turn a little bat into a normal person.

Snape said coldly, "I won't object if you insist. Anyway, you're a fool with lots of money."

Well, temper is still the old bat temper.

Olivia, who had achieved her goal, looked at him contentedly, smiled suddenly, and said, "You declined my invitation for Christmas, what about Easter?"

"...?" Snape didn't respond for a moment.

Olivia jumped off the chair, stood up straight and said formally, "Mr. Snape, would you like to visit Orpington Manor next time?"

Snape was silent for a moment, then nodded reluctantly, pretending to be reserved: "For the sake of your sincere invitation."

Olivia lifted her foot and kicked him.This guy really climbed up if he gave it to him.

The decoration styles of Orpington Manor and Prince Manor are quite different.

The wallpapers of the Prince Manor are all dark gray. The walls are decorated with elf heads, mummified arms, cow skulls, and various specimens and potion materials. It seems that the Prince family in the past appreciated this The layout is gloomy, and there are few flowers in the garden, and most of them are medicinal materials.

Orpington Manor is much brighter and cheerful. The turquoise wallpaper is carved with exquisite patterns, the furniture is in wood colors, and there are flower arrangements or vases and handicrafts.There are some beautiful portraits of landscapes and people hanging on the wall, as well as carefully arranged photo frames. The photos in the photo frames are still, some are moving, some are black and white, and some are in color.

The manor is not luxurious as a whole, but it exudes elegance and fun everywhere.

Olivia noticed that he was looking at those photos, so she stopped and introduced to him: "I took this photo at Four Forest Lake in Switzerland. It's beautiful."

In the photo, the lake is clean and the snow-capped mountains are ethereal, which is really beautiful.

There was a picture of her, who looked only seven or eight years old, sitting on a raft with her head bowed and stepping on the water.

In the photo, she looks very childish, but also seems a little lonely.Thinking of Irene's words, Snape couldn't help guessing: at this age, it should be after her grandfather passed away...

"This is the only one that Elton didn't blur for me, he can't learn how to focus." Olivia said.

Snape couldn't help but glance at the people around him, and then compared the people in the photo, a strange, indescribable feeling suddenly flashed in his heart.

"What are you doing in Switzerland?"

"Away from the heat, summer in England is as boring as a steamer."

The corner of Snape's mouth twitched, he remembered her complaining that the British winter was as cold as a leaky icehouse.

"...Then where do you go in winter?"

"new Zealand."

"...I think you can consider emigrating, the UK is not for you."

Olivia had a serious face: "Since my great-grandmother, the Orpington family has been the Queen's most loyal friends."

Seeing Snape's "I hear you talking nonsense" expression on his face, she led him into the front hall and pointed to a black and white photo on the side wall to show him.

"This is a photo of Ivan and her on the [-]th anniversary of Queen Victoria's accession to the throne."

In the photo, two elderly women are holding hands and chatting affectionately, and they seem to have an intimate relationship.

Snape was dumbfounded.

Olivia pointed to a photo next to her: "This is a photo of me and Queen Elizabeth when I was two years old."

The little girl who was a little bit older was held in the arms of a young and elegant woman, looking obedient and soft.

Snape was convinced.

"This is normal. It is impossible for the leaders of Muggles not to know about the existence of wizards." After all, wizards were involved in World War II. "How do you think the Ministry of Magic underground in London was built?"

"Then why didn't Muggles...hunt wizards? Like in the Middle Ages." Snape couldn't understand.

Whether it's his personal experience or the textbooks, it tells him that Muggles have always had an attitude of fear and hatred towards wizards. It is hard to say that the hatred of Muggles is not due to the previous blood feud.

"Fear comes from being weak." Olivia looked at him meaningfully. "Even without magic power, Muggles have ways to make themselves strong."

Snape wore his usual contemptuous expression.

His perception of Muggles was so ingrained that it was difficult to reverse his impression.

Just as he was talking, there was another person in the blank picture frame in the room.

"I heard that there are guests at home." Evangeline held her voice and fanned the lupine slowly.

Olivia found that she had actually changed into a blue dress, and she was extraordinarily glamorous.

Evangeline watched Snape unobtrusively from behind the fan: "You are Irene's son, Severus, right? I am Ollie's great-grandmother. Ollie often mentions you to me."

Olivia held her forehead.

This woman just closed the warehouse yesterday, and today she can't stay idle anymore.

Snape was shocked by the appearance of the "great-grandmother" in the painting, and opened his mouth for a long time before calling out "Mrs. Orpington".

"You are the same as Ollie, just call me Ivan."

"..." Although Snape couldn't see the expression behind the elder's feather fan, he always felt that her eyes were very strange, which made him feel a little chilled down the back.

Olivia lowered her voice and threatened: "Grandma! Grandma! You should go to rest!"

Evangeline completely ignored her, and continued to greet Snape kindly: "Have you had dinner yet? I let Tian Tian cook my specialty grilled steak. It's not convenient to go back at night, why don't you stay here for one night before going back."

Snape: ...I want to go home now.

Olivia directly dragged him out of the front hall.

"Don't worry about her, the older you get, the younger you get, just treat her like a child." She said with a headache.

Snape showed some smiles: "It seems that there are people who can stop you."

Olivia swept his eyes at him: "Are you happy?"

Snape refused to admit it: "You think too much."

"Your expression tells me that you are secretly happy."

"You read it wrong."

"..."

Olivia called out Tiantian: "Make parsley salad and grilled onions tonight."

"..." Snape stared at her incredulously, "Where's your lower limit?"

"You can look for it in the onion." Olivia smiled brightly.

I don't know whether it was Olivia's conscience that finally found out, or Evangeline's meddling again, Tiantian still made the best roast steak after all.

After eating, Olivia took Snape to the small study, took out the cauldron and medicinal materials and put them in front of him.

The intention was so obvious that Snape couldn't pretend to be ignorant: "...I thought I was here as a guest?"

Olivia smirked: "Obviously, your assumptions are not always correct."

Snape refreshed his understanding of her again.

For the sake of the grilled steak.He secretly calmed down and began to process the medicinal materials resignedly.

Olivia also spread out the parchment to complete the homework of other subjects.

"What is the subject of Professor Binns' homework this time?"

Snape didn't look up: "An overview of magic in North America from the fourteenth to seventeenth centuries."

"Why don't I remember that this content was taught in class."

"This shows that your brain has not fully degenerated. This is a topic that we have to preview and will be taught after the holiday-but it may also be that you don't remember any of the lessons he taught at all."

"Speak as if you weren't the one who fell asleep in his class last time and left a table full of saliva."

"Olivia!" Snape squeezed the ampule tightly and hissed slowly, "If you still need my potion, please shut up."

What's the difference between this and her threatening him with eating vegetables?

Olivia shrugged, walked to the bookshelf and began to look up information.

The room was silent for a while, except for the occasional sound of pages being turned and potions boiling.

"Severus?"

"Say!"

"How much do you know about Indian wizard tribes?"

"..." Snape looked up at her distractedly, "What the hell is that?"

Olivia leaned on the bookshelf, thinking about the book in her hand: "It is mentioned here that Indian tribal wizards are indigenous wizards in North America. Before Columbus discovered the New World, European wizards discovered that there were wizards there. .”

"so?"

"They were able to make complex potions, and they were so skilled that they were famous even in Europe at the time."

Snape heard what he was interested in: "If this is the case, I can check the books in the Prince Manor when I go back. There should be detailed records."

Olivia is more concerned about another point: "They never use wands to make potions and perform magic."

Snape's hand froze: "Wandless magic? This person with strong and stable magic can... you can too?" He still remembered the Levitating Charm she threw out in desperation that night.

"But none of them use wands, and they don't use them when casting complicated spells." Olivia pinched her chin and thought, "I'm curious, is there any special reason, or... the same way.”

"Your method?" Snape's full attention was immediately attracted.

Olivia stopped suddenly and glanced at him with a smile: "You don't seem to be fully proficient in Occlumency?"

Snape gave her a deadly look, and continued to make potions.

"But it's okay to tell you." Olivia added slowly.

"...When will you stop this bad taste?"

"I just like your expression that you can't understand me and can't beat me."

Snape shook his hand, and the potion in the cauldron exploded a big bubble.

Olivia cleared her throat quickly.

"All wizards know that little wizards often lose control of their magic power and riot." Olivia put the book in her hand back on the shelf, stretched out her hand, and the book flew back to her as if pulled by an invisible force. hands.

"You should also have this experience. When you were young, when you were emotional, when your desire was urgent, and when the situation was dangerous, little wizards could always burst out with great strength to protect themselves."

"This is because the magic power of the little wizard is still unstable..."

"It's instability, and it's because of instability that they can use their instincts without learning systematic magic education."

Snape was thoughtful.

Instinct is to subconsciously grab and hold foreign objects when you are about to fall, and it is the desire to breathe when you are suffocating.People don't deliberately train how to protect themselves when wrestling, how to breathe, because this is something that they are born to ignore naturally.

"I am not the first to bring up this kind of topic." Olivia tiptoed to take down another book, "However, there is an insurmountable problem—"

"By the time you realize this, you've already forgotten how you did it as a child." Snape followed her train of thought.

Just like asking a person how you breathe now, he will only be inexplicable.

"Then you..." Snape was puzzled.

"I'm special." Olivia nodded her forehead, "I had a clear memory very early on."

Snape opened his eyes wide: "How early?"

Olivia thought for a while: "About three or four months."

"..." The complex expression of "Are you a monster?" appeared on Snape's face again.

Olivia showed a standard eight-teeth smile: "There is no doubt, I am what is called a genius."

Before the words fell, the potion in front of Snape was splashed like fireworks, and Olivia reacted quickly with a cleansing technique, completely removing the potion and the crucible.

The future potions professor who was distracted by the discussion glanced at the empty table in front of him and said calmly, "It seems that your potions homework doesn't agree with what you said."

Olivia twitched her mouth: "...No, that's your potion homework."

The author has something to say:

North American History by Rowling

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Finally cut the professor's hair! ! !

I hesitated for a long time! !It feels like it ruined the classic image of the professor (