The happiness of HP

It is a kind of enjoyment for anyone to do something that both people like with the person they like.

Severus and Harry were preparing the purification solution in the laboratory. Occasionally, the two would discuss some differences between traditional methods and their own experience. During the discussion, the two could always find some common ground, although there were also differences. place.After all, every master has a certain degree of originality in his techniques, especially for someone like Harry who has almost become a great teacher in the field of potions by virtue of his books. In addition, he was once a student of Severus. , his foundation was laid for him by Severus, although he was not serious about potions when he was studying, but he still had a certain impression.This impression naturally became the link between the two people in understanding potions.

"Oh, time flies so fast, it's time for me to get ready for afternoon tea." After Harry and Severus finished the two purification solutions, Harry took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time, and said.

"It's only 2:3, and Minerva usually starts afternoon tea at [-]." Severus said a little dissatisfied that Harry was leaving so soon. The in-depth discussion is very satisfying. Like many masters, there is someone around me who speaks the same language and can spark a spark in the profession. Naturally, I hope to chat more.How could it be possible to let go?This is also the reason why many potion masters like to choose their apprentices as their partners. They are not short of fame and fortune. After material satisfaction, they are spiritually empty, but even apprentices sometimes have certain limitations.Therefore, the annual master meeting of the Potions Association will become a flock of people.Not everyone was as lucky as President Olinso and Severus, who had a Potions Master of the same level in their family.

"I have to make some snacks to take with me. It's better to go to afternoon tea empty-handed, right?" Harry smiled and leaned forward, kissed the corner of Severus's mouth, which was stretched, and comforted the man. "Oh, Sev, dear, what do you want to eat? I'll make an extra, and when your work is over, can you ask the elf to serve it for you?"

"Okay," the reassured man let it go, "So, madeleine cake? You know the taste."

"Yeah." Harry remembered.

Seeing the back of Harry leaving, Severus showed a smile on his face, and then got busy on the workbench. He had to process as many materials as possible. It is a very difficult potion to make, coupled with its strictness to the materials, it can be said to really test the existence of potion masters.

However, Harry made it again and again for their children.

Severus put the material into the crucible for refining, and sat in the smoke that came out, feeling a touch of emotion in his heart.He loves Harry, yes he loves him.Because Harry gave him a home, a whole home.Home is the warmth and dependence he had expected since he was young; home is an existence he never dared to imagine; home has never been something that a cold, selfish, dark, greasy old bat can have.But there was such a green-eyed monster who held his home in front of him, so that he could have a home.Can he not love him?Could he resist loving him?

The answer is obvious.

"Severus, I'm going out. If you don't come back in an hour and a half, you can find me." About half an hour later, Severus heard Harry's voice outside the laboratory, and then the sound of the fireplace.

Yes, "come back", Severus ticked the corner of his mouth, the word pleased him well.

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Professor McGonagall sat on the single sofa in the reception area of ​​his office, looking at the proud student who glanced at the fireplace from time to time and her husband who was comforting his nervous wife.He picked up his tea and took a sip - I hope Harry won't turn his head away because of this.

"Hermione, Blaise, try my tea first? Harry should be here soon, and Severus knows my habits." Professor McGonagall recommended his own tea.

Hermione looked at Professor McGonagall, and took a sip of the tea.Then he asked the question he had always asked: "Professor, there is one thing I have always wanted to ask you..."

"You want to ask when did I know about Harry and Severus?" Professor McGonagall knew his students well.

"Yeah." Hermione nodded.

"Actually, when Harry left you and Mr Weasley, I kind of guessed someone was behind him. I never thought Severus was a real Death Eater because Dumbledore gave the school to I have been Dumbledore's student for seven years and my colleague for half a century. For him, apart from his secret lover and his useless younger brother, Hogwarts is the most important thing. I Trust him, and at the same time, Severus has repeatedly stopped the Carlo brothers and sisters from attacking you 'little monsters who don't know what to do'." Professor McGonagall smiled, "In the auditorium that day, I also felt Severus' Keep your hands, otherwise, I can't win at all. As for when I knew about their relationship, in fact, I was a little skeptical when Severus always sent Harry to confinement when you were in sixth grade. Then you told me When I do, I feel right.”

"But, don't you think..." Hermione still hesitated.

"Don't think so? Not good? Oh, Merlin! The two of them have gone through so much, and Merlin gave every wizard the right to love each other freely." Professor McGonagall interrupted Hermione.

"It's not this, I mean it's inappropriate..." Hermione's voice was like a mosquito.

"I believe Severus, at least he won't fall in love with Harry's 'savior' aura. Besides, Slytherins have always been in love. As for Harry, the genes of the Potter family are that falling in love with one person should be the only one. What's more, Harry only chose Severus in such a big world, which is worthy of my acceptance and support." Professor McGonagall said coldly.

Yes, he only chose Professor Snape in such a big world!

Weak water is three thousand, just take a scoop to drink. ——Hermione remembered an oriental love proverb she read in a book that once touched her so much.

She regretted it too late, because of her self-righteousness and impulsiveness at the beginning.

The flame in the fireplace brought a young man with a small food basket. The man was dressed in a black robe and his long black hair was tied up.There was a slight smile on his lips, and his green eyes made him look very wise.

"Good day, Professor McGonagall," Harry greeted. "Sev asked for madeleines, so I made them."

"Oh, Severus really has a good taste." Professor McGonagall looked at the golden and plump small shell cake in the food basket.

"Try it." Harry said with a smile, and then looked at the Zabinis, "Professor, do you have a guest?"

"I'm sorry..." Professor McGonagall said.

"It's all right, Professor, I don't mind. I don't mind Mr Zabini sharing afternoon tea with Mrs Zabini." Harry smiled politely.

"Harry..." Hermione smiled to herself.

"No, it's Mr. Asaplette. Mrs. Zabini, I don't want to be Mr. Zabini's eyesore yet." Harry joked gracefully.

"Jerome..." Seeing that Harry pushed Hermione into a corner with just a simple "joke", she couldn't help shaking her head. Harry has grown up too much, even Hermione, who has been in the political arena for so many years, can't help but shake his head. They are no longer opponents.

"Huh?" Harry looked at Professor McGonagall.

"I heard that you and Severus are dealing with family inheritance?" Professor McGonagall asked with concern, "Have you encountered any trouble?"

"Oh, yes, thank you for your concern, Professor." Harry knew that Professor McGonagall was only asking out of good intentions, "With Sever here, the Department of Noble Affairs dare not make things difficult."

Professor McGonagall nodded and poured Harry a cup of tea.

Harry took a sip of black tea and said, "Professor, I want to see the files of those three people, is that okay?"

"Of course," said Professor McGonagall, "but do you want it now?"

"If possible," said Harry, "I'd like to have all their information."

"Okay, I'll look for it right away." Professor McGonagall got up and left the office to look for the file.

As a result, only Harry and Zabini were left in the office, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Harry admitted that he deliberately dismissed Professor McGonagall, and he had something to say to the Zabinis.But he hasn't figured out how to start such a conversation, so he frowned while taking a sip of tea.

"Uh, Potter... what do you want to say?" Finally, Mr. Blaise Zabini lost his composure.

Harry put down the teacup, just sat so elegantly and casually, his green eyes said with a hint of teasing: "Sev has always told me that Slytherin students are the most calm, it seems that there is a strange ?”

Mr. Zabini couldn't help but change slightly, when did the savior become so sharp?

"You... heard from Draco that you're going to inherit the Potter Manor?" Hermione said, "I thought you didn't like those..."

"Oh, Mrs. Zabini, what made you make such a wrong judgment? No one would give up a considerable fortune, right?" Harry's tone was gentle but anyone could hear the indifference in that tone.

"Okay, then, why did you meet me in this way? Why didn't you see me yesterday?" Hermione felt a glimmer of hope.

"Mrs. Zabini, it seems that you already have a certain amount of amnesia, but I can understand, after all, you are the Minister of Magic who is busy with everything. I thought that yesterday was a gathering among friends, and Sev already said It's very clear." Harry's green eyes flashed coldly.

Hermione stared blankly at the man in front of her, and she suddenly understood that the "forget it all" back then had made Harry empty some of his feelings, including the explanation he was willing to give her afterwards, which was just a need for support. Just venting.But she has always been self-righteous, thinking that she should still keep that friendship, and didn't make any effort to restore it-everything is forgotten, nothing is forgotten... Hehe, after all, it's her own fault.

He didn't want to see her as a friend - that was his choice.

"So, Potter, what do you mean today?" Mr. Zabini asked.

"I came here to use Professor McGonagall to invite you, just for a greater common good." Harry said, "The British wizarding world, which has gone through two wars, can't stand the toss. Now, prosperity is the most important thing." Importantly, I believe this is our consensus. Based on this consensus, I think we should be able to develop a new relationship.”

"We understand." Hermione and Blaise looked at each other, then nodded to Harry.

"Then, happy cooperation." Harry showed a friendly smile.