The happiness of HP

After the morning exercise, the small faces of Apollo and Artemis were pale, which made Severus feel distressed, but since Harry didn't say anything, he stopped talking.However, my heart was full of guilt, after all, it was because I didn't accompany their father and son that this result was caused.

However, fortunately, they are all still alive, which gives me the opportunity to repay my debts.The best for the three of them, especially his lover.Severus watched as Harry was discussing with Silver Fox about the exploration of several places in Atlantis. Harry was listening to his friend's questions and opinions, and occasionally said a few words of his own.Harry's suggestion was obviously very useful, as could be seen from Silver Fox's expression.

"Father..." Apollo was standing next to Severus, and he had been paying attention to his father. Seeing his father's eyes chasing his father, he thought it was because his father and Uncle Silver Fox were too close, so Cautiously called out.

"Uncle Silver Fox and Dad have always had a good relationship, they are good friends." Apollo said, "Father, don't you like Dad being close to uncles and aunts?"

Severus didn't expect the child to ask such a question, but he felt that it would be better to be honest with such an old child, not to mention that his son's personality was very similar to his own, meticulous and tricky, if he got into a dead end, he might Oh no.So he put his hands on Apollo's shoulders, looked at his son, and said softly: "Apu, I don't want to say that I like to see Harry get too close to others, but I know he needs friends." , I can't let him lose his freedom because of my own unhappiness, just as he also needs to endure my difficult character. My child, love is not a cage, but caring; marriage is not possession, but responsibility. You will understand later."

Apollo nodded half-understanding, hugged Severus gently, and said, "Don't worry, father, he loves you very much."

The little child had just reached Severus' chest, but it was so sensible, making Severus' heart warm, and he hugged the boy gently, he felt that this was the best boy in the world.However, he quickly let go of the boy, and said with pretended sternness: "Mr. Prince, I think you seem to have violated our agreement."

Apollo rolled his green eyes and said, "You must have heard wrong, Dean."

Severus saw that the child was a little cunning, and his eyes softened. He always felt that the child had a bad personality, but now it seemed that Harry's nature could also be glimpsed in this child. , such a comprehensive personality should be easier to get along with.

Apollo and Artemis are his and Harry's treasures. He hopes they are perfect (even if they are not perfect, they are perfect in his eyes), and he hopes that their lives will be smooth.

When Severus followed Harry and his friends into the Great Hall, the atmosphere in the Fellowship Hall was a little strange.But Harry didn't pay too much attention to it, he was still making harmless jokes with Night God, and seemed to be very happy.

"Jerome!" Harry heard someone calling himself, so he looked up and saw a middle-aged wizard in aqua-blue robes standing beside the long Slytherin table.

"Oh, Baikal!" Harry recognized the wizard and looked very happy, but his eyes only lit up a little, and he was not very excited, "Hehe, let me tell you, you are usually the one who asks me to book materials the most frequently." Come on, why didn't you even send the letter this time, so you were waiting here."

"I should be considered an uninvited guest." The wizard Baikal has a pair of brown eyes and neat short hair, which is different from Harry's style, but his whole body is full of scholarly atmosphere on the same level as Harry, "Oh, listen Said you came to Hogwarts, I arranged for an assistant to observe the progress of the experiment and came over immediately."

Harry blinked, looked at Baikal, and said, "Did you encounter some trouble again?" While talking, he found a seat at the long Slytherin table.

"It's just that a new formation has been formed, but apart from you, I can't find anyone who can activate this formation. In addition, I need your revisions and suggestions in some places." Baikal looked at Harry with rather serious eyes. For eager.

"Okay, but I don't think there is any future for a formation that only a few people can activate. As I said in "Wusong", what has been abandoned by history must be inconvenient for the majority." Harry said with a smile, while making some porridge for the children, "Besides, I don't have a place for you to board and stay for the time being, you have to figure out your own way."

"Jerome, you are really good. I didn't know you had such a good relationship with Master Morse." President Olinso interrupted with a smile.

"Father and Uncle Baikal are good friends, probably longer than knowing you." Apollo said while eating cereal, "The fourth reader of the original manuscript of "Wusong" is Uncle Baikal."

"Oh? So who are the first three?" Teacher Mi Gao asked curiously.

"My brother and I, and Dad himself." Artemis revealed the secret.

Belgar Morse is one of the few alchemy masters in the wizarding world today. He is known as "the man who has gone the farthest" in modern alchemy. He comes from the famous alchemy family - the Morse family. He also learned from Isaac Newton, known as "the first scientist and the last magician".Not only is his background daunting, but he is also talented, so he can be said to be the true pride of heaven.

Harry met Belgar at a black market auction. The two fought over an ancient alchemy book.Harry appreciates Belgar's enthusiasm for alchemy, and Belgar admires Harry's knowledgeable talents at a young age, and they become friends after coming and going.

"That's good. It's rare that Master Morse walked out of the laboratory and is a distinguished guest of our Potions Society. How about it?" After all, Olinso is the president of the Potions Society, and he really considers the association all the time. Asia such a big event to do the scene.

"Olinso, I'm really sorry, I just came to see my friends, and I have nothing to do with Ambucia." Morse was unwilling to be someone else's face, of course, it would be a different matter if it was Harry who spoke.

Olinso was not annoyed by the refutation of his face. He knew the meaning of Belgar Morse very well, and believed that most of the people present were eager to get an alchemy item made by the master himself.Compared with the ancient craftsmanship of goblins and the unexisting technology of elves, Morse has developed alchemical items that are more suitable for modern magic.

"Ah, by the way, Jeremy, I told Longman and Sharp about your news. They said they would come too. The four of us haven't been together for a long time." Morse threw another bomb indifferently.

"Oh, you're just going to cause me trouble..." Harry put his hands up and smiled wryly, "That's all right, they're here, I think I've messed up again these days, but I'll introduce you to my apprentice and a special one later. people. But this is also good, so I don’t have to take them to visit one by one during the summer vacation.”

"Oh, Mr. Morse, the 'Langman' you're talking about isn't Langman von Stocker from the Charms Society?" Flitwick asked very nervously.

"Of course, Felius, besides me, who else do you think can make Jerome and Belgar call 'Longman'." A tall wizard walked in. This wizard was wearing a light purple waistband. Robe, with a mustache, and violet eyes full of arrogance.There is a kind of meticulousness in him that only soldiers have, it is a kind of bloody arrogance.The Violet family has always been a hermit family in the wizarding world, but they follow the family motto of "Great Hermitism". Most of their adult wizards have served in the Muggle army.He has never entered a magic school to study, and the education for the children of the clan is also a model of family magic education plus Muggle elite education.

And this Langman von Stocker has made unparalleled contributions to magic spells in the past 35 years. Although he has never invented any new spells, if there is someone who can completely avoid spells and wands, Except for him, there is really no other person who can crack all ordinary magic and most black magic and white witchcraft by magic fluctuations.

"Looks like I'm the last one again, I'm so sorry, I saw a cute little plant on the road just now..." A gray-haired wizard walked in slowly, "I think it should be Ms. Sprout It’s cute, right? But the soil of that little thing seems to be too astringent.”

"Oh, Master Splendence!" The potions masters and Professor Sprout looked at the shy gray-haired wizard in surprise.

"Uh, hello." The gray-haired wizard smiled kindly.

"It's really rare, I should see if the sun is out in the west today?" Harry didn't expect these three people to come so together, "I'm not surprised that Belgar came out of the laboratory, but Longman and Sharp unexpectedly Coming out of spell breaking research and the botanical garden, this is really an unexpected disaster." Harry said with a slightly joking tone.

"Didn't you say that England is your sad place? So, we thought that if we come together, we can 'relieve' you sooner? To save you from being bullied." Langman didn't want to hide it, and said directly There was an intention for the three of them to appear at the same time.

Harry obviously didn't expect this answer, and was very moved for a moment.

"Oh, don't be too touched, you didn't tell him you learned the Requiem, so this guy wants to know how to appease you." Baikal broke the stage, "And Sharp, he has ruined a lot of you. His ice clover seeds are gone, and he hasn't been able to figure out how to plant them yet."

"Okay, for the sake of you coming together, I'll pay the expenses this time. I'll invite you to sleep in an old noble mansion." Harry watched the three friends sit down, "By the way, I can introduce you to someone who is very important to me." Harry smiled and looked at Severus opposite.

"Wow, that sounds good, tall Violet (Longman-Stock, paraphrase), shrewd Achnatherum (Sharp Splendens: Sharp-Splendens, paraphrase), we finally hit It's time to be a local tyrant!" Baikal said happily.

Only Apollo and Artemis are giggling——

Dad, are you sure you're not cheating for labor?The environment of Black's old house...

However, it was indeed an "ancient aristocratic mansion".