[HP] look at you

Before he had time to be shocked, Snape quickly pressed Olivia's shoulders, noticing that the body under his hands was even trembling slightly, and he gently pulled her towards him in a mysterious way.

He hugged her.

It's not quite accurate to say that it was a hug, because he restrained his strength in time, and only shortened the distance between the two of them.

The bodies were not completely close together, there was almost a proper distance between fists, his hand was still around her shoulder, and she put one hand on his arm.

It's an unfinished hug.

Snape stiffened.

He subconsciously imitated Elton's movements, but he didn't know why he suddenly paused again, and he was a little embarrassed because of this half-drawn posture.

It's not like putting your hands away, and it's not like putting them away.He wanted to go back, but he dared not move his feet.

In such an instant, a layer of sweat broke out from behind.

Olivia didn't react at first, but after feeling the tension in his arm, she came to her senses and regained her senses. She smiled and raised her hand to hug him vigorously.

Taking two steps back, a calm expression had returned to her face.

"Thank you, Severus, I feel better."

Snape put down his raised hand and turned his face unnaturally: "I didn't do anything."

"You've been a trash can." Olivia took a deep breath, "I feel much better after venting."

It had been a long time since she had confide in anyone, and although it was only a little bit, the release of emotions made her feel a burst of relief.

However, she would actually tell Snape these things and still lose control in front of him, which made Olivia herself feel a little strange.

Is it because they have been hanging around for a long time, and some are too lax?Or, just now Snape seemed too reliable, so she couldn't help letting go of her guard.

Shaking her head, Olivia, who was too lazy to think so much, stretched her waist: "Okay, let's go back."

But... the problem is still not resolved.

Snape looked at Olivia, who was walking briskly.

He had never seen her in a negative way, but in that brief moment of outburst just now, he felt irrepressible anger, pity, and hatred from her.

She didn't seem to be just complaining for Malfoy, she was taking the opportunity to express her emotions - who was she hating?

Moreover, the "you" that Olivia just pointed out in her words was clearly aimed at Malfoy, but Snape felt inexplicably absurd that she was talking to him.

This is of course an illusion, he didn't join the Death Eaters, and it's impossible... Snape paused.

Is it impossible?

Two days later, the results were announced. No.1 in the first grade was a boy from a wizarding family in Ravenclaw, and Lily was also very good, taking No.2.Mary was put off by Herbalism, and Snape was mediocre in Transfiguration, but overall got good grades.

Olivia was also quite happy.

She proudly held the report card. Transfiguration, Herbalism, Charms, and Defense Against the Dark Arts were all O's, and everything else was A's. She looked very neat and tidy.

"I knew the astronomy professor wouldn't be so cruel to me."

"If he knows that you can't even remember his name, he may regret his tolerance for you."

Olivia didn't pay much attention to Snape's threats, she would be on holiday after the exams, and was locked up in school for too long, yearning for the free air outside.

She reminded Snape: "Go back and prepare your luggage. Don't bring too many things, just enough money. We will leave next week."

Lily and Mary were very envious: "That's great, we also want to go to America."

However, whether it is Lily or Mary, their parents are unlikely to allow such young girls to go abroad, and since they entered Hogwarts, they have only been at home for a month. Rather than going out to play, they also want to be with them The family spends more time together.

Olivia comforted them: "I will bring you gifts, by the way, don't forget to do my homework too."

Lily and Mary had instant puffer faces.

Back home, there was no one alive in the empty manor except Elton and her.

Ivan is dozing off most of the time, and as a portrait, she has to conserve her energy.The elves are obedient and well-behaved, but it is difficult to communicate.Although the manor is well maintained, it can't help but look a bit bleak when there is no popularity.

This kind of life has long been used to, maybe after staying in the bustling school for a long time, this time I am not used to it.

Olivia felt a little distressed when she thought that she still had a few cute friends playing around at school, but Elton could only stay alone in the manor.

Seeing Olivia holding his hand and not speaking, Elton's rigid face softened, and he said softly: "Don't worry, I'm not old enough to only smoke a pipe at home, and I have to take care of both shops." , I have to go everywhere to buy goods, if you hadn’t come home, I wouldn’t have the time to come back.”

Evangeline raised her eyes lazily: "He actually asked the elf to read to me. I can't even hear the title of the book with the elf's voice."

Olivia couldn't help laughing: "I'll help you find the Muggle novel tapes."

Evangeline immediately made a request: "If you want a good voice, it's best to have a bass, as mellow as a cello."

"I thought you'd like Professor Donen's lightness and softness."

"Him? He's cold and unattractive. If it wasn't for his pretty face, hum." Evangeline shook her fan.

"Really?" Olivia spread her hands, "Professor Donan still told me about you, since you're not interested, then I won't say anything."

Evangeline immediately put down the fan, revealing her entire face, as if she was about to jump out of the portrait: "What did he say about me? Tell me quickly!"

"Elton, what's for dinner?"

"Your favorite tomato sirloin, Miss Olivia."

"Is there any rice? I haven't eaten white rice for a long time."

"Yes, Miss Olivia."

"You two!" Evangeline angrily pulled out the feathers on the fan in the frame.

Compared with Orpington Manor, Prince Manor with the same situation is even more gloomy and quiet.

Both Snape and Irene were not good at communicating. In the past, you could hear all kinds of abuse, quarrels and crying in Spider's End Alley. Here, the noise of forks and plates put down after eating was a bit scary. .

"I'm full." Snape wiped the corner of his mouth.

Irene looked up at him: "Is it still to your liking?"

"Ah."

The two looked at each other silently.

Erin racked her brains to find another topic: "In school, are you okay?"

"not bad."

"How was the exam?"

"All qualified."

"That's good……"

Another moment of silence.

Snape got up and wanted to go back to the room, but Irene said hurriedly, "You..."

Frowning, Snape looked at Irene impatiently, seeing the nervous look on her face.She struggled clumsily: "Is there any problem with the potion? I may...can help you."

She was trying desperately to connect with her son, even though she herself was dismayed to discover that neither of them had beautiful words.

—she can count on you now.

Snape remembered Olivia's words.

He pursed his lower lip: "I got some developing flowers, maybe you will be interested."

Erin's eyes lit up.

— Mr. Snape is worried about you...

Snape snorted softly inwardly.It was late, and now they didn't need his worries.

After checking the business situation, Olivia went to inspect the property as a routine. When she passed by London, she suddenly thought of Alphard, thinking that nothing happened anyway, and she was also somewhat curious about this person, so she bought a cake and ran Went to the door and rang the doorbell.

Alphard was a little surprised when he saw her, but he still welcomed her with a smile: "By the way, Hogwarts is on vacation. Are you coming to London for vacation again?"

"No, I just miss Mr. Black's craftsmanship, so I came to pay a visit." Olivia entered the room with a smile and sat down. There was a vase on the table with a few flowers scattered on it. "Arranging flowers?"

What an elegant hobby.

"Yes, the flowers in the garden bloomed very well this year." Alphard tidied up casually, "It's getting hot, do you want some iced drinks?"

"It couldn't be better." Olivia nodded unceremoniously.

"Then sit and watch TV first."

Turning on the TV and changing a few channels, Olivia looked around in the living room without interest, and suddenly noticed a small medicine bottle on the cabinet.

She stared at it twice, but didn't look over.

Alphard came out of the kitchen, and put a glass with cold water vapor and a plate of strawberry cake in front of her. She picked it up and took a sip. It was lemon honey water, sweet and sour, and very cool.

Olivia flicked her finger on the glass, looked up and smiled, "It's very delicious." She didn't seem to have told him that she liked sweet and sour flavors.

Alphard smiled while holding a cup of hot tea: "You came here specially, I can't let you down."

"It's very kind of Mr. Black not to think I'm taking the liberty."

"No, it will be more lively if there are guests, and I will be bored by myself."

"Little Black should come over to play during the summer vacation."

Alphard laughed: "He and his friends are a little too noisy."

Olivia nodded in empathy: "Boys are like this, they seem to have endless energy to vent."

Alphard's expression changed slightly, and he said, "It can't be helped, everyone spoils him."

Olivia ate the cake intently.

Sure enough, he didn't like Sirius.

Proving her guess, Olivia said goodbye happily after eating and drinking, and was stuffed with a large bag of lime-flavored candies when she left.

The flight to the United States is an afternoon flight.

From entering the airport to boarding the plane, Olivia is responsible for all the procedures.Snape felt like all he was doing was raising his arms and circling in circles while going through the security check. He didn't understand what happened to passports, visas and boarding passes.

"How did you get me a passport visa?"

Olivia flipped through the magazine in her hand: "I asked Elton to do it, and used a little confusion spell."

Snape looked out the small window, the plane was slowly starting on the runway, he couldn't help but squeeze the armrest of the seat tightly.

"I thought we were by portkey, that was quicker."

Apparating is naturally impossible, and even Dumbledore would have fallen into the sea halfway through.

"Indeed, but it has to go through the Ministry of Magic." Olivia leaned forward to help Snape fasten his seat belt, "I can guarantee that within half a day, the entire wizarding world will know that we have gone to the United States, and maybe we will. Board a corner of the Daily Prophet."

The Daily Prophet should welcome this news, after all they are tired of writing about the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters.

"..." Snape measured his tolerance for going to the newspaper and getting on the plane, and finally accepted the fact that he was going to go to heaven in this iron guy.

The plane gradually lifted into the air, and the feeling of weightlessness made Snape's hand grip the armrest a little tighter.

Olivia looked at Snape's tense face, amused and appreciative.

Mingming was very nervous and didn't trust the plane, but he never showed anxiety or resistance, but tried his best to let himself accept this completely unfamiliar way of travel.

She had thought it would take some effort to convince him.

Olivia took out a piece of candy from her pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, Snape's face immediately wrinkled into bun folds.

"Based on your taste, you still say that the potion is hard to swallow."

Olivia also ate one, which was given to her by Alphard before, "Isn't it delicious, after being sour, it will return to sweetness, this is life."

Sweet fart!Snape, who had a sore mouthful of saliva, could not swear, but could only swallow desperately.

By the time Snape finished eating the candy, the plane had already flown smoothly into the air.

There was a slight vibration sound in the cabin, but if you didn't look out of the window, you wouldn't feel that they were flying at high speed tens of thousands of feet above the ground at this time.

In comparison, Snape found himself preferring this form of transportation to a broom with blown hair all over his face and legs numb from sitting on it.

"Muggles don't have magic, but they can also use other things to achieve their goals, and they are constantly pursuing improvement." Olivia noticed that Snape had relaxed on the back of the chair, and couldn't help brushing for Muggles again. With a sense of presence, "the wizards seem a little bit unwilling to make progress."

Snape was noncommittal: "At least it takes a month or two for a Muggle to heal a bone fracture, and a day or two for a wizard."

Olivia couldn't help laughing: "That's that, in terms of potions, Muggles will never be able to compare."

She found out, and said in front of him that wizards can, but they must blow potions.

"It takes ten hours to fly, you can sleep for a while." Olivia taught him to adjust the seat, "Don't worry, the plane won't fall when you fall asleep."

Snape threw her two supercilious glances, and simply lay down and closed his eyes.

Olivia asked the stewardess to bring two blankets, one for him to cover, and she wrapped herself in one and tucked into the seat.

Snape didn't sleep well.

The plane would bump from time to time, and occasionally people would walk and talk in the cabin, and the flight attendants would provide services to passengers back and forth.After waking up a few times in a daze, he sat up irritably, not going to sleep again.

All the lights in the plane were turned off, and orange light filled the cabin through the windows.

He froze for a moment, then turned to look out the window.

The clouds pile up and down like waves, and the plane swims through the sea of ​​clouds like a light boat.At the eye level, a round of sunset was suspended at the edge of the sky, and the golden-red light refracted bands of light in the clouds like substance, dyeing the clouds far and near with a layer of deep and shallow red.

Snape looked towards Olivia.She huddled in the chair and lay facing him. The adult-shaped seat made her particularly petite.The loose hair covered her body like seaweed, covering half of her side face.

The afterglow of the setting sun enveloped her like a veil, making her whole body exude a vague warmth.The small half of the face exposed under the black hair was also dyed thin red, looking sweet and hearty.

It wasn't until the plane suddenly went dark that Snape realized that he had been in a daze for a long time.

The sun had gone down completely.

Snape lay back, covered his face with the blanket, closed his eyes, and slowly fell asleep.

"Dear passengers, the plane is about to land at Los Angeles Airport, please..."

A soft female voice sounded on the radio, Olivia noticed the movement next to her, she tilted her head to look over, Snape lifted the blanket and sat up, his eyes were dull, his hair was disheveled, and he looked dazed from sleep.

It actually looks a little cute.

She woke up a long time ago, and when she woke up, she found that Snape was sleeping deeply under the blanket. She was afraid that he would be depressed and wanted to pull the blanket down for him, but he couldn't pull it off, and he didn't wake up.

She almost suspected that he was pretending to sleep.

"I also want to go to bed after I have a meal. You probably won't be able to sleep at night like this." There is a five-hour time difference between Britain and the United States. According to British time, it is almost one o'clock in the morning. It's only eight o'clock in the United States.

Snape was still a little unresponsive: "Are you there?"

He looked out the window, the plane was sliding down, and he could already see the bright lights on the ground.

"Yes." Olivia smiled at him, "Wizard Snape, welcome to America."

The plane landed with a loud taxiing sound.

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