[HP] Sickness and Medicine

Bad teeth..."

"It's okay—" Dolores was a little confused about his psychology, after all, they were not familiar with each other, and there was no boy in Gryffindor at home.She hesitated for a moment, and could only signal for coffee: "Take another sip of coffee, they match just right. The desserts I provide for customers who stay in the store are sweeter than ordinary ones."

"Yes, match it up." Potter quickly complied, and his mood gradually calmed down amidst the sweet and bitter taste.He said to Dolores who was about to leave: "Back then... There must have been a lot of things that I didn't know about. It's not appropriate for me to ask about it. I wonder if I have the right to visit you officially? I won't bother you even once. also!"

"It's not disturbing, you are very welcome!" Dolores readily agreed, picked up the pen and paper on the counter and wrote a few lines and handed it to him: "This is my home address, when you are coming, please write a note in advance Say hello to me. I can guarantee—let you meet the person you want to see."

"Okay, thank you!" Potter put it away carefully, showing a cloudless smile, and a pair of emerald green eyes shone like a pair of finely carved emeralds.

Neither Potter's presence nor even the appointment to visit had bothered Severus.This evening, there was another person who had to annoy him.

Gloria, the twin daughter of Dolores who was born to Tong En when she was six years old, and an adolescent girl who should be promoted to the second grade this year, further proved with her daily life that Gryffindor and Slytherin are destined Fire and water are incompatible, even if they are father and daughter.

The fuse of their conflict that night was a few romantic novels written by witches. The cover stated carelessly that this was adapted from the real life of the spy hero Severus Snape, even with his photos or portraits .

The father and daughter ended their dispute by announcing the Cold War, and Dolores, who was watching, was not surprised.Gloria is not like Severus or her, regardless of character or appearance, on the contrary, she got along best with Dumbledore when she was young; Myron believes that she inherited her grandmother Keith from another generation, and the results of the sorting came out a year ago. Apart from Dumbledore, he is the happiest among them.In addition, Lucian, who quietly became Ravenclaw in the same year, also made his grandfather very proud.

Severus threw the confiscated book from his daughter on the table, folded his arms and frowned, and complained to Dolores: "I just can't understand why my daughter is holding her father in her arms to talk to other witches." Lovely daydream literature! Where did she leave her mother?"

"Calm down, Sev, it's okay. Although these are daydreams—" Dolores smiled and expressed her understanding: "But as long as you beautify your image a little, stories with you as the hero are often very specific. Dramatic and fascinating to read."

"Is that still me?" Severus raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "Also, how do you know so well?"

Dolores confessed: "You will understand after seeing it."

"Oh? Don't you mind seeing 'me' making out with other women, sticky?" Severus touched the side of his neck suspiciously: "Then who held a knife to my neck to ask questions? "

"Well, the characters in the book don't matter, whether they are real people or pure fiction." Dolores pushed the novels away, wrapped her arms around his waist, and answered by his ear, her voice was soft but solemn: "If no one really owns you, then I can still be proud that no one in this world can love you more than me. This contest of unrequited love, no matter how long or deep it is, I must be the winner."

She preached like this, without nervousness, without shyness, her heart was beating loudly, one after another, like his walking back and forth in class, confident and calm.Time is always so great, I used to confess secretly in my heart, but now I finally dare to speak face to face.And even more fortunately, the rest of their lives is long enough for her to tell him everything in person.

"Yeah." Severus responded vaguely, lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "Today you asked Potter to call you 'Ms. Murray'."

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"From tomorrow, you can call yourself 'Mrs. Snape'."

"Why—" Dolores subconsciously wanted to ask the reason, but felt that it was too disappointing, as if she was deliberately questioning.

Severus took the initiative to explain: "I didn't think about registering before because I was a black household and couldn't go to the Ministry of Magic. Now Potter, who is the office director of the Auror Department, knows, and with him as the internal response, there will be no problem."

"So—" She took a deep breath and looked up at him: "Is this a marriage proposal?"

"Aren't we married yet? Then why have I been living here? We still have Gree and Lucy!" Severus showed a bit of disapproval: "The only difference between us is legality." .”

"And... a wedding?"

"The year the sage stone was made, you were on your 24th birthday, wearing the white dress I gave you, didn't you have a good time?"

Dolores was a little dumbfounded.She didn't care about the complexity of the form and the size of the scale, but unexpectedly, at such an early age, he began to regard her as his wife.

"If you're not satisfied—" Severus changed his words tactfully: "I can also do it again. After many years, things have changed, and it's easier for me to move around."

"I want it." Dolores replied seriously, expressing her inner desire.

"No problem, I'll take care of it." Suddenly thinking of something, Severus stroked his gray temples hesitantly: "You don't have any trouble here, but it's me, I need to tidy up, at least dye my hair." Even after drinking the elixir, he still aged one step ahead of her.

"It's okay." Dolores covered his hand: "You will be the most handsome groom in the world!"

"Okay, thank you." A light smile slowly swam in Severus' dark eyes, washing away their original depth.He shook her hand, pulled her into his arms, and cherished a kiss on her forehead: "In fact, I am already the luckiest husband in the world."

——End of the main text, there is a side story——

Longevity medicine (part [-])

Severus had always remembered Dolores Mitchell.

Because of his childhood experience, he has always been very sensitive to the attention of others.Even though she deliberately concealed it and he didn't deliberately explore it, he still matched her name with her name in the second grade class.

After careful calculation, she was the fourth woman whose name he had fully memorized in his life.The first was his mother, the second was Lily, and the third was her nasty Muggle sister Petunia.

Being ranked in the top five made her a little special in his heart.But he couldn't tell her in his life, so as not to make her proud.

When he was at school, Slytherins and Hufflepuffs had a lot of opportunities to study together.Because of the rise of the Dark Lord, the atmosphere in the wizarding world is tense, and professors who are afraid of trouble generally avoid arranging his college with Gryffindor, who is against them.

The grievances between the robber and him can be regarded as one of the microcosms of that era, but not entirely.There is a Lily among them, which casts a layer of love and hatred on the history, and makes the future path unpredictable and a mystery.

At least he never imagined that one day, he would join the Order of the Phoenix, and for Dumbledore, who the Dark Lord regarded as the most threatening person other than his destined opponents, he would go through life and death with hypocrisy and obedience.

Ever since fifth grade, Severus had tacitly accepted that he would be a member of the Death Eaters upon graduation.He is proficient in potions and loves black magic, so even if he is of mixed blood, the Dark Lord, who was still wise and mighty at that time, would accept him and mark him.

Long-term goals affect short-term plans, so this year, he deliberately made friends with many pure-blood wizards, such as Avery and Mulciber, and even more unscrupulously studied advanced poisonous curses.He knew they were bastards, scum, and evil, but he didn't mind being with them.

What does it matter?He will become stronger because of this, the existence that became the shadow of his childhood, the man who beat him and his mother, can no longer threaten him.All he needed to do with a flick of his wand was to make him die inexplicably.

But the old drunk didn't wait for his revenge.As early as the start of his third grade, he drank himself to death.

Any new magic has to be practiced with live ammunition before it can be considered fully mastered.Avery and Mulciber were restlessly trying to find a student to try, when Dolores, surnamed Mitchell, unfortunately ran into it by herself.

He couldn't tolerate Lily becoming their target, so he had to stand by and watch; but he tried to destroy it halfway with his remaining conscience, and he had a clear conscience.

The reason why he didn't make a move at the beginning was because Mulciber's instigation made him both angry and disappointed.He regards her as his admirer and cannot tolerate her having other hidden ulterior motives.Just like when Keridi Bubbaji was killed and cried out that he was friends with them before he died, he didn't believe it at all, so he was easily indifferent.

But after looking at her memory, he no longer doubted her confession, and understood that she was really just helpless, using him as a straw, clumsy and not good at defending; but at the same time, he also found that Although she cowered in front of him, she was very nosy when he couldn't see her.

For example, he fought with robbers, and occasionally passing students were affected, and she would visit the school hospital quietly;Most of the desserts she sent were desserts, which seemed to be baked by herself in the castle kitchen—to show her sincerity?Probably her craft is quite good, and everyone readily accepts it, so that after the fifth grade