The happiness of HP

The high price was refreshed again and again, and all the potion masters became powerless from the shock and jealousy at the beginning to the end.However, Severus was getting used to such high prices, and any outrageously high price was normal in Ambucia.After Severus's soul elixir concentrate was sold for 6 million Galleons, the final potion finally appeared, which was a potion of silence made by Harry.

Serenity Potion is a volatile white potion aimed at the soul. It can volatilize in a certain range of air for a short time, and then form a damage space. Staying in this space for a certain period of time will cause great damage to the soul. .Of course, this kind of potion also has a weakness, that is, it needs a volatile concentration, that is to say, the effect of using it in a closed space is much better than that in an open space; moreover, the effect of this potion is weakened for people whose soul strength reaches a certain value ; more importantly, this medicine will have a strange light fragrance when it volatilizes, which can give people a warning.In terms of production process, it is not so easy even for the white magic pharmacist to make this potion. It requires a long and complicated refining process during the production period. If you lack a little patience and perseverance, this potion will be useless.

The Serene Injury Potion is the closest to the essence of white magic among white potions. Like white magic, it hurts the opponent's soul. Moreover, this potion is a volatile potion, and it hurts people invisible.

Leon said that after the introduction, the entire hall was silent for a while. For these people, such a white potion was too scary.Of course, they won't know that this potion has three disadvantages, so they will naturally feel terrible.Therefore, no matter who, anyone who understands those technical terms trembles slightly.How dare he put such a potion up for auction? !It's too late for others to hide such a bottle of potion, otherwise, wouldn't it be a threat to put it in someone else's hands?Widow, widow, should I say that you are too confident, or should I say that you don't take others seriously?

"How dare you put such a potion up for auction? Jeremy, you are not afraid..." Sim Bo, who was sitting on the left of the two people, asked in amazement.

This remark made several adventurers and potion masters around prick up their ears, and they were also very curious about what this man was thinking.

Harry looked at the potion and was silent for a while. Feeling the pain and annoyance of the man beside him, he couldn't help shaking Severus' hand, and said, "It's better to sell this potion, otherwise Sev will be worried. Originally I wanted to dispose of it, but it was labor-intensive and time-consuming to make. It would be nice to auction off some materials and Galleons. As for..." Harry paused at this point, "Potions always have weaknesses. I haven't heard of any potion master who would die on his own exclusive potion when he didn't want to."

After hearing this, everyone knew that this person had strong confidence in the potion he made. At the same time, he should be the person who knew the potion best. It was absolutely impossible to harm him with such a potion. thing.So, there is not much to worry about.

And Severus never really wanted a bottle of potion to be sold quickly, because he saw in Harry's memory that this bottle of potion was prepared by Harry for himself.Harry's original idea was that after the twins had grown up, he would kill himself with the potion, which would allow a person to die immersed in their fondest memories.For Harry, he wanted to see Severus before he died, and remember all the good things he had with him, so he spent a lot of time making this potion.Although Harry's healthy soul is now too strong to be harmed by such a potion of silence, Severus still hopes that this bottle of potion will be sold to someone he and Harry will never see again. corner to go.

Harry naturally understood what Severus was thinking, and after talking to Simbo, he gently leaned into Severus' arm as a comfort to his husband.

[It's okay, you're back, I won't do that kind of thing again. 】Harry put the hand around his waist naturally, and pressed it lightly.

[Harry, I can't imagine how you did it...] Unwavering desire to protect and almost pathological desire to die.

Harry didn't say anything more, he knew the man's love, after all, he himself loved the man.I feel sorry for his life in prison for more than ten years, I feel sorry for his thoughts, I feel sorry for his talent...

After a while, the potion was called for 5 million Galleons, but Harry knew that this was not the final price.

"I said, did you two do it on purpose?" Olinso said in a low voice, a little teasing, "One produced the soul medicine concentrate, and the other produced the tranquility injury potion. I really don't know what to say about you two. Ah." Isn't it?One is the soul repair potion, and the other is the soul damage potion.These two people, if they didn't know their relationship, I really thought that these two people were fighting against each other.

"About tacit understanding?" Harry laughed.

Well, tacit understanding...all the potion masters rolled their eyes in silence.

After watching his potion finally sold for 6 million Galleons, Harry sighed inwardly.In the end, his potion was still a bit higher than Sif, but Harry also knew that there was only one offensive white potion on the market, so the price would naturally be higher.After the auction of the pharmacy was over, he still responded modestly to the congratulations from the masters, while Severus didn't respond much to the congratulations.Those masters are also well aware of the vice president's character, so they don't care about it.

"Widow, do you want to participate in the second half?" Pludev leaned over and asked.

Harry looked at his three children who were already yawning, so he asked, "Is there anything special?"

"It's nothing special, it's just that these treasures are all made by you. Maybe you'd like to stay to see the market?" Pludev said.

"No, old man, look how sleepy the three little guys in my family are. Merlin, I still won't participate." Harry said with a smile, "And, you know, I'm leaving tomorrow, Sev and I have other things to do."

"Ah, I'm so sorry, let's go." Hearing this, Pludev couldn't help lowering his voice ambiguously, and added kindly, "*a moment is worth a thousand dollars."

This made Harry dumbfounded, but he couldn't justify himself, otherwise it would become darker and darker.Seeing the teasing of Pludev and Simbo, he could only roll his eyes helplessly.Instead, Severus came over, took his partner's hand very naturally, gently raised the corners of his lips, and then said to Pludev: "Thank you for your understanding, old sir."

These words made Pludev choke, but he didn't know how to deal with it.Seeing the back of Severus quickly taking the man away and Simbo sniggering next to him, after being annoyed by being molested by the junior, he couldn't help but feel that this man was indeed the one who made the widow care about him.

"Let me tell you, Pludev, he has been a teacher for the British nobles for more than ten years. Now the pillars of the British nobles, most of them have to respectfully call him 'Dean'. You With a little skill, you can still deceive people in front of Jeremy, but it’s really not good enough in front of this person.” Simbo smiled and reminded his old friend.

Pludev smiled slightly, and sighed: "These two people are rare..."

Xin Bo narrowed his eyes, this guy, if that incident hadn't happened back then, why should this person sigh so much.However, there is no such blessing in the end, there is no such person in this life, it is really impossible to ask for it.

Adventurers have always been glorious in front of others, but behind each of them is a bitter past. Apart from licking blood, it is life and death.Only those who walk out of the Mountain of Bones are the final winners.Prudev was lucky, and so was Simbo.However, who is buried in the mountain of bones behind them?No one knows except themselves.

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France, Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

The crystal-like palace stands among golden branches and silver leaves. As one of the three major magic schools in Europe, Beauxbatons has the most gorgeous campus in the magic world.

Today was Beauxbaton's back-to-school day, so a carriage drawn by rune horses began to fall with heavy snow from the evening of this day.Terry Prince was one of them. He got off the rune carriage and walked to his bedroom.

Beauxbaton's student management has always been very special. After a first-year freshman enters the school, he will be taken care of by a third-year senior. Said: tractor.One year later, the leader needs to concentrate on preparing for the owl when he is in the fifth grade, and the leader will also welcome his leader when he is in the fourth grade.

Terry is a freshman who just entered the school this year. At first, he was very worried that his handler would be like the father in his family who always beat and scolded him.However, when the gentle and handsome third-year student appeared in front of him, Terry felt that the senior was like a light, bringing color to his world.He will never forget the promise the senior made when he knelt down on one knee in front of him that day, held on to his hand, and smiled gently——

"Terry Prince, in the next two years, I will be your guide, take care of you in life, help you in your studies, protect you, guide you, and let you understand the Beauxbatons. proud."

Although, this is the promise that every leader will say to the person being led, but Terry just feels that his life has been colored beautifully.

He knew that his guide was an orphan who was staying at his uncle's house, and the seniors were going to do research during the Christmas holiday this year, so he wouldn't go back.

Terry couldn't wait to walk to the dormitory of himself and his senior. He felt that his senior's smile would definitely be able to expel the darkness and helplessness brought by him from home.

Turn the doorknob, then push the door open and enter—

"Ah, Terry, are you back?" A gentle voice was brought to him immediately along with a cup of hot tea.

"Remus." Terry happily took the tea, watching the senior use magic to close the door behind him.

"It's cold, let's drink some tea to warm you up." The tall and thin boy had a gentle smile, black hair that reached to his shoulders, and a pair of gray eyes that added a lot to his already handsome appearance. Of course, Terry knew that this senior was sometimes very mischievous, and there were always some weird prank ideas in his mind.

"How's Remus' research going?" Terry asked.

"It's already finished. However, I sent the finished product yesterday when I was so excited. I hope Mr. Weasley likes my idea. I'll make you a play later." Remus said, "It's you, Terry, who After going back for a few days, how did you become so thin?"

"Don't mention it, my father and mother quarreled every day, and I didn't have a full meal when I got home." Terry was frustrated.

"What's wrong?" Remus asked concerned. "Oh, of course, I didn't mean to offend."

"It's nothing, and it's not a secret. My father pursued my mother because of his potion skills. My father was proud of Prince, but he didn't have the talent that Prince should have. My mother has always Don't like him, but my father got my mother in some disgraceful ways, so they often quarreled. I inherited my father's potion idiot, so my father is not satisfied with me. You know that too." Terry Said, "Remus, I really envy you, you are so free without parents."

"Nonsense again. I should be envious of you. How nice it is to have parents. My father left me after giving birth to me. I can't even see him. Kreacher won't let me see my father's photo, saying yes I can't be rebellious like my father, as if I would turn bad just looking at his picture." Remus shrugged helplessly, "Kreacher is such a strange little elf. Let's not talk about that, you hurry up and change into your school uniform, We should go to dinner."

"Well, good." Terry also knew about the senior's orphan status and the fact that he was accompanied by an old and spirited house elf.

When he took out his school uniform and walked into the washroom, he glanced at the senior who was arranging the desk. He deeply felt that this small dormitory was warmer than the Prince's mansion, which was made of the most expensive stones. The ice in people's hearts melted away.For the 11-year-old Terry Prince, compared to the couple who have a blood relationship with him in Prince's mansion, this big boy named Remus Black makes him more dependent and warm. .