[HP] look at you

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It has been two years since the last update (I only found out today when I read the comments in the author's background on a whim).I was going to get married two years ago, and now my cub is four months old (covering my face).

I am very happy to see that there are still people who like it in the comments, and it brings a little comfort to my mind when I am tired from raising a baby-the body is still very tired.

In return, update a chapter-this seems to sound shameless, and I take myself too seriously hahaha.

I don’t want to abandon the pit. My love for the professor is the same as before. I just want to say that it is impossible to update it as before. Various realistic factors will always affect my motivation to generate electricity for love.

Just update as you please, and readers who still have this article, please read it as you please, and try to finish this article before the cubs read Harry Potter (manually slap yourself).Olivia didn't notice Snape's little movements. She listened to the divination professor with great interest—a gypsy woman who was as old as a skeleton with a skin on her body. It is full of colorful and messy decorations, and babbles on it with dreamlike voices.

"...I persuaded Armando a long time ago, yes, many times, this class is not necessary. I think it is better to go to the arithmetic and divination class than to give a class to the crystal ball here. Adding and subtracting numbers with your poor little brains should be more beneficial to you, at least you won't be arguing with the clerk for a few knits of change when you go shopping in the future..."

Olivia couldn't help laughing.

"Severus."

"Ok?"

Olivia whispered, "Don't you think this professor's speaking style is somewhat similar to yours?"

Snape: "..." Not at all!

The old professor continued to complain slowly, with an old voice that could fall asleep at any time: "...Armento is an idiot, and Albus is not much smarter than his predecessors. A little wizard with a talent for divination, oh, this is simply the funniest joke I have ever heard in 170 years..."

The little wizards were a little agitated.

James said grinningly: "Albus really shouldn't have told this joke. I think she might be buried in the ground if she accidentally laughed a little louder."

Sirius casually echoed: "So our class is supposed to be a little quieter - Principal Dumbledore is probably very happy to be able to dump the identity of the perpetrators on us."

Lily, who was sitting in front, turned her head and glared at them: "I think you should have the minimum respect for the professor!"

James immediately sat upright with a serious face: "This is the most vivid and charming class I have ever heard. I think I fell in love with this diligent old professor who sticks to his post."

Lily, who was originally angry and dissatisfied, was amused by the quick change of face.

"It's better to be like this." She gave him a look and turned around.

James held his chin intoxicated: "She is so cute when she smiles."

Shocked by his good friend's idiot attributes, Sirius rolled his eyes and nodded perfunctorily.

Olivia, who watched the scene, rubbed her chin, and deeply understood what it meant for a strong girl to be afraid of being entangled.

Most of the old witch on the stage was lying in the armchair covered with blankets. She ignored the whispers below—some students speculated that her ears might not be very good—and said to herself: "... …I know, Muggles always think that every wizard should have a crystal ball, just like every Muggle should have a hat. However, a crystal ball is not a magic wand, no matter how stupid you are, you can wave it Sparks come out—most wizards look at the crystal ball, and the only thing they can see is their own ridiculously deformed reflection."

Olivia: "I really feel..."

Snape: "Shut up."

"Divination is an extremely rare talent. In fact, this talent does not only fall on wizards. Muggles sometimes have one or two lucky guys-but they all eventually become gods who sell love potions. Liar—this kind of talent is not the same as sitting on a broom and foolishly chasing a golden snitch, it can't be acquired through so-called learning and training at all..."

James and Sirius: ...

She must have heard what they said!

"So don't expect to learn anything useful from me. The most I can teach you is what a real fortune-teller looks like, so that you won't be fooled by a deck of tarot cards and some The specious prophecy defrauded all the family property."

Olivia's eyes flashed, and she turned her face away.

Snape looked at her warily: "What's the matter?"

Olivia patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Listen carefully, after all, you are so easy to deceive."

"..." There were so many things to say, Snape could only remind her, "My money is all in yours, and you can't cheat me." The agreed year-end dividend was taken by her to invest in the current year. Liar, the one in front of you looks the same.

Olivia sighed instead: "If you can't cheat money, you can only cheat sex. Then I am a blood loss."

"..." Snape felt that it was getting harder and harder to resist the urge to cut open his girlfriend's brain and see what was inside.

Olivia was unaware of Snape's inner madness, she unexpectedly became interested in this course—or rather, she had a good impression of Professor Whitnet, thinking that her Speech views are particularly in line with their own wishes.

This made it difficult for the other three to understand.

Mary glanced at Snape carefully, "Could it be that you just like this kind of weird and mean tone?" What a beautiful girl, why does she have such a weird taste?

Lily was thoughtful, "Is this the so-called Ai Wu Ji Wu?"

Snape: ...Hi!

Facing their teasing, Olivia was not shy, and smiled generously, "Who says no?"

Snape's cheeks flushed.

The two girls finally realized that instead of making fun of Olivia, who has a very high psychological quality, it is better to target Snape, at least he will blush.

But no matter how much she likes her, Olivia, like her little friends, has no talent in divination, and can only do what Professor Whitnet said—looking at the reflection on the crystal ball and laughing, Counting the tea stalks in a daze.

The only one in their class who can say that he made the correct prediction is James. He swore to Lily: "I see that the two of us will be together in the future."

It's a pity that Lily didn't believe it, and gave him two supercilious looks.

In the midst of busy schoolwork, Olivia received a letter one morning.

Messenger owls are a bit more robust than normal owls, and the breed seems to be a little different.

She had a premonition in her heart, and looked at the postmark and sender on the envelope, and found that it was as expected.

Olivia shook the letter in Snape's hand sideways, and said, "Ilvermorny's reply."

Snape immediately put down his knife and fork.

The two found a place to open the envelope, and inside it was a letter from the principal of Ilvermorny, as well as two admission notices.

In this way, even if they don't read the contents of the letter, they know the result.

Olivia was not surprised, "After seeing the alchemy items and your potion I sent, I dare say that no magic school will reject us."

"That's how those principals didn't see you sleeping in the dark in astronomy class."

"Do you need me to send your notice back?"

Faced with threats from his girlfriend, Snape wisely shut up and read the letter.

The principal of Ilvermorny said in the letter that even if there are no items sent over, Ilvermorny welcomes any student who is eager to learn. Of course, having two students with outstanding talents is also a great achievement. People Aesop would be happy to see.Now that the new semester has started, they can report to Ilvermorny after finishing their classes for this semester.

"From the wording, he is an amiable principal." Olivia deduced.

Snape smirked, "I hope your subtext isn't the headmaster making it easier for you to break school rules."

"Oh dear, you really understand me."

Snape was taken aback by the sweet "dear", even though he knew she was teasing, he cleared his throat unnaturally.

"When will you tell Lily and Mary?"

Olivia found that Snape had finally brought Mary into his circle, if before, he would only use the words "Lily and the others" to bring it.

This put her in a good mood, and she said with a smile, "Let's go to Hogsmeade on the weekend."

That's right, they can finally go to Hogsmeade on weekends when they reach their third year.

Of course, it wasn't the first time Olivia went there—the department store still had a branch there.But Lily and Mary were very excited, and Snape was also a little curious.

After all, this is the only pure wizarding village in the UK, and you can feel the unique atmosphere of wizarding life.

Like all the little wizards who entered Hogsmeade for the first time, the four of them walked the commercial street from beginning to end with great interest-the longest stay was at the Fengya wizard clothing store, and finally they found a place in the Two Broomsticks bar. seat sat down.

Mary actually wanted to sit in Mrs. Patty's teahouse, but Lily shook her head repeatedly when she saw the sticky couples and the tacky lace tablecloth inside, and insisted that the dog food was enough at school, and it was a rare weekend, so let yourself go.

Mary thought about it, and was deeply convinced.

Olivia rolled her eyes.Lily, this little girl, wait until she is taken down by that Potter in the future, let's see how she teases her back.

Two Broomsticks is a small bar that has just opened, and the facilities are still very new and clean, which is why they came here instead of the Hog's Head Bar.

The owner, Ms. Rosmota, is a sexy and glamorous young woman. Most of the men in the store have their eyes glued to her almost intentionally or unintentionally, and even order frequently on purpose, just to make her come over.

Olivia couldn't help but look at Snape, he was looking at the relaxed expression of "finally liberated" - in stark contrast to the stiff black face in the clothing store just now - staring at the menu intently, even though the proprietress was beautiful He walked past him without moving a single look.

Noticing Olivia's gaze, Snape looked up and asked, "Would you like lemonade or cherry juice?"

"Lemonade, ask the proprietress to add some honey." Seeing that Snape was hesitant, he recommended: "The butter beer in this store is very famous, and the strength is not high, you can order a cup and try it."

Olivia didn't let Snape drink very much, and being able to let go this time was enough to prove that the butter beer in this shop was really good.

Lily and Mary ordered cherry juice, and they ordered yellow peach pudding and honey muffins on the recommendation of Olivia.

While waiting, Olivia and Snape glanced at each other, intending to tell Lily and Mary that they were going to transfer schools, at this moment——

"Lily!"