On the Feasibility and Accuracy of Professor Cultivation

Hogsmeade is a magical village not far from Hogwarts, probably because it is close to the school. It was originally an ordinary village and gradually evolved into a commercial town. Although the name is still "village", there is no Undoubtedly, the scale is far beyond the "village", and it may be more than that when it reaches the "town".

Hogwarts is surrounded by a lake, and there are almost no houses within a hundred miles, so Hogsmeade is almost the only place where students go out to play on weekends.

However, because there are quite a lot of interesting shops inside, even in such a place, the students had a great time playing.

"So you really don't come home for Christmas?"

Because the class is over, Mary has already started to pack her things. She plans to leave this afternoon, and the train tickets have already been bought.

Lily sat on her bed, watched her tidy up and explained:

"I just went back a few days later. Mom and Dad are still in the United States because of the heavy snow and the flight delay."

The parents planned to enjoy their time together before the child went home, but they didn't expect something to go wrong on the way home.

Mrs. Evans called Lily and said very sorry: "My dear, I promise I will be back before Christmas."

Lily was very understanding, and she was fine.

Mary sighed.

Therefore, ordinary people still have quite a lot of trouble. If they are wizards, they can just use the fireplace to come back.

She shrugged and asked again: "Is there no one in your family now?"

"Ah."

Lily hesitated for a moment.

In fact, there is still an older sister, but she doesn't want to go back now, instead of going back and being a stranger to her older sister, she might as well stay in school for a few days, she thought so.

After a while, Mary packed up her things, sat down on the bed exhausted, and complained, "Why do you pack so much when you seem to have nothing?"

Is it because you are lazy?

Lily: "..."

She looked at her watch, the time was almost up, Lily picked up the small box she had already packed and stood up.

"It's almost time, I should go."

Mary rested her chin with a narrow face, "A date?"

Lily blushed,

"Ah."

"Are you really going to Hogsmeade?" Isn't it boring to go to places like this on a first date?

"There's no other place, and I think Hogsmeade is fine."

It was almost Christmas, and the students had all gone home one after another. Except for the students who originally lived in Hogsmeade, who would go there? At this time, it was clean and not afraid of being recognized by others.

Although Hogwarts does not stipulate that teacher-student romance is not allowed, the most important thing is not this, but that both of them are thin-skinned and care about the face of both parties. I have no scruples.

Lily wrapped her crimson rabbit velvet cloak and brought it to the cellar, and opened the door.

"I'm here~" She was a little happy.

With his back to her, the wizard tied his scarf and turned around.

Snake lily, she "coerced" Snape to wear it, otherwise he would have put that scarf on the table as an ornament.

She walked over and took his hand. Snape rarely changed into his large long trench coat. Lily looked at him greedily and praised him without hesitation.

"I still like you wearing a windbreaker the most."

The wizard looked a little unnatural, he tugged at the front of his shirt, and coughed lightly.

"Let's go now?"

Lily nodded, "From the fireplace?"

Snape shook his head, "Dirty."

He took the suitcase in her hand, pulled her almost into his arms, and protected her.

"Close your eyes, you might feel dizzy."

Lily was surprised, "Do you want to use Apparatus?"

But isn't it impossible to use Apparatus in schools?Hogwarts' defense system blocks all magic except those necessary for teaching to prevent unnecessary fights.

In fact, there is still one person who can be used, and that is the headmaster of Hogwarts. For some unspeakable reason, Dumbledore gave Snape the power to act as headmaster when he was not at the school. During this period, he can directly perform the functions of the principal, so that he can respond to sudden events in time.

Coincidentally, Dumbledore is not at school and won't be back until Christmas.

It happened to be convenient for the two of them.

Lily closed her eyes and hugged him tightly, only to feel that her feet were suddenly empty, and her heart was tightly held. After a while, the cold and fresh air was sucked into her mouth and entered her lungs along the trachea.

She opened her eyes, and there was a world of ice and snow, with goose feathers and heavy snow flying.

"We came at a really bad time."

She got out of his arms, looked around, and found that everything was surrounded by a sea of ​​snow, she turned and tilted her head, "What should I do? Severus."

Snape was silent for a moment, then said:

"Stay here first."

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Lily thought that the two of them would live in a hotel, but Snape led them to a small building not far away.

She watched in a daze as Snape walked to the door, took out the key, opened the door, and fetched Lily who was standing stupidly in the snow in a daze.

Snape wiped the snow off Lily's collar, led her to the burning fireplace, and made her sit down.

"What would you like to drink?"

Before Lili came back to her senses, she unconsciously replied, "Black tea?"

When a cup of hot black tea was stuffed into her hand, the warm stove and the warm liquid in her mouth brought her back to her senses, and Snape put her suitcase in her room.

Only then did Lili remember, she was holding the tea, staring at the busy figures back and forth, feeling like a queen.

"Is this your house?"

He humbly agreed.

Lily was a little confused, "Why did you buy a house here?"

Snape stayed in school almost all the time, and occasionally went out for some business or to purchase medicinal materials. He would never get involved in a place like Hogsmeade unless something happened, so buying a house in such a place would be of no use at all. No.

He replied: "I got it by accident."

In fact, Snape also forgot that he had a small building in this place. He had never been to this place, and the small house he got by chance was long forgotten in the corner of his memory. He didn't think of it until recently. .

So he came over early to tidy up the place.

He once wanted to sell this small building, but it was useless to him. Now that he thought about it, it was lucky that he didn't sell it, and it still had some use value.

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Because the snow was falling too much, all shops in Hogsmeade except the bar and the candy store closed their doors early. Lily didn't want to go to the candy store. She didn't like sweets very much, but she wanted to go to the bar for a while.

Snape declined.

Lily had to compromise, and the two sat on the sofa and read a book.

Snape was sorting out his potion research with his head down, and Lily was leaning on his shoulder to read.

The fire in the fireplace made the sound of burning, occasionally there was the crackling sound of charcoal exploding, and the heavy snow outside the house made a rustling sound as it fell on the trees. Lily stared at the book with absent-minded eyes, and the letters on the book gradually, gradually blurred It got up and turned into a mass of black.

This is a date? !

What's the difference between that and being in the cellar? !

Isn't this just another place to study?

Lily sat up abruptly, threw the book in her hand on the coffee table, and threw herself into Snape's arms.

Snape was immersed in thinking, startled by her sudden movement, quickly put his arms around her, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lily said softly: "I feel very boring."

On days like this, she has no desire to study at all. Even though she likes to study, she is still a child after all, she is still a little girl!She wanted to be more intimate with her sweetheart, instead of reading boring books together.

She took the book from Snape's hand, domineeringly not allowing him to continue.

What's very interesting is that Snape didn't feel bored at all. The original tension of the two of them in the same room gradually disappeared. Lily leaned on him and read a book quietly together. Such a peaceful atmosphere made him feel very comfortable.

He didn't know that Lily was bored.

So he asked her: "So you want to go out?"

Although it was snowing heavily outside, he didn't mind if she wanted to.

Lily thought for a while, remembering the cold and wet feeling of snow falling into her clothes, shivered, and refused.

"No, it's too cold."

So, what can be done in this tiny house?

Lily lay on his neck, rolled her eyes, and suddenly became excited. She raised her head and stared at her old professor with burning eyes, and blurted out: "Or tell me a story."

Snape: "..."

author:"……"

Readers: "..."

A man, a widow, and a woman lived together in a room. It was snowing heavily outside, and there were no pedestrians. The room was warm and peaceful. The girl was lying on the wizard's body, and the wizard was holding her waist.

Then, tell the story...

What a pretty good idea.

The author thinks it is a very good idea.

I don't know what Snape and the rest of the readers thought.

_(┐「ε:)_

But anyway, Snape took her advice and found a book of tales tucked away in a corner.

He sat on the sofa again, and Lily adjusted her comfortable position, nestling in his arms, with the top of her head pressed against his chin.

Then Snape began to read the legend of Hercules to her.

"Hercules?"

Lily interrupted him suspiciously.

"The god of strength in Greek mythology is the son of Zeus, the father of the gods."

He didn't mind her interrupting at all, and let her rub against his arms.

This time, the low, magical voice really rang in her ears, and no matter what anyone else thought, it was such a great idea for Lily to read stories!

She has long wanted to hear him speak slowly in his deep voice, whispering in her ear, like a lover's whisper, vibrating her tympanic membrane, like beautiful black velvet, flowing crisply and numbly In my heart, let her be addicted.

Snape reads, "Hercules sucked Juno's milk...he didn't have time to swallow, and immediately white lilies sprouted where the milk flowed..."

The ambiguous words made the air quiet, and Snape paused several times before he stuttered to finish reading.

He shouldn't have chosen this one.

When he breathed a sigh of relief and closed the book, he found Lily looking up at him with her small face up.

His heart skipped a beat and he asked, "What's wrong?"

Lily's green eyes seemed to be moist, and she smiled with joy.

"You just called my name."

Snape rarely called her by her first name, more often by her last name, or worried about getting her into trouble by being too intimate, but she really liked him calling her by her first name.

And just now he didn't say her name, but just read Lily...

"Lily?"

He repeated it.

Lily looked so soft, as if soaked in water.

She stroked his face, put her fingers on his lips, moved to his side, and whispered:

"again."

He was enveloped by this atmosphere, a little confused, his heart began to thump, and his chest hurt so much.

He hesitated, uttering the word again.

"...Lily."

Lily kissed his Adam's apple, which was moving up and down, and Snape froze.

"...why...don't continue?"

She even started nibbling and nibbling there, like a young kitten.

Snape held her hand and said in a low voice, "Don't..."

Lily smiled, "Really?"

He was silent.

The snow outside fell more and more, as if it was continuous, covering even the sky. Even when it rained long, the raindrops fell on the bricks and tiles with crackling sounds.

A few strands of cool air leaked in through the slits of the windows.

Lily unbuttoned his chest, felt inside his clothes, and kneaded.

Look, what did she touch?

a little thing.

The smooth and warm skin caught her somewhat cold hand, and she immediately shuddered.

Snape was really scared this time, and he wanted to push her away.

Being stopped by Lily who had been prepared for a long time, she sat on his waist, trapped him and made him unable to move, how could Snape have the heart to struggle so violently that he hurt her.

"Your voice is so nice...I especially like hearing your voice, maybe breathing..."

Her lips pressed against his neck, kissing his skin, leaving traces of warmth and moisture.

He held back the unbearable gasp in his throat.

Lily looked at him innocently and asked, "Why don't you breathe?"

She increased the strength in her hand, which made the poor wizard shrink back his body.

Lily seemed to be stuck to him and refused to leave.

"Is it because it's not comfortable enough?"

She was like a demon, speaking seductive words, and the wizard couldn't help but wonder who taught her!She is definitely not such a tricky girl.

Obviously, the wizard just doesn't want to face such a real Lily.

So naughty, so... charming.

Snapped.

When the wizard was unprepared, she untied his belt and reached in before he could react.

"Don't—" The poor wizard even had time to exclaim shortly and quickly, before being caught by the witch.

Lily kissed him on the lips, not giving him a chance to speak.

"I want to hear your breathing... If that's the case, I'll let you go."

She wrapped her tongue around his, clearly saying that kind of request, completely refusing to give him a chance to speak.

She was slowly, slowly, from top to bottom, gently caressing, waited until his resistance gradually disappeared, and then slowly increased the speed.

Panting, ambiguous clicks, the movements of his hands became more and more unstoppable, his chest heaved violently, he tightly wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her passionately.

The book has long since fallen to the floor, and no one cares about it.

The wind picked up, whistling the trees, and the branches flapped against the windows, making noises.

After a long time, it stopped.

She was pressed into his arms, and as his breathing rose and fell, his rapid breathing gradually calmed down, but he didn't let himself see his face, Lily couldn't help laughing, her hand hadn't been taken out yet.

Sticky and moist.

Lily wanted to look up, but was stopped.

She felt her hand was taken out, and then wiped it carefully.

She finally looked up.

smile.

"It's really nice to hear."

His gasp.

The wizard froze.

The author has something to say: Second blood.

I am really a serious whore ♂ article author (serious).

The biggest difference between the author of whore ♂ article and the author of Huang ♂ article may be that one starts the car hard, and the other plays all kinds of play hard. I belong to the latter.

Don't you think it's delicious?

(￣ε(#￣)

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ps, I really don’t have a car, I would like to follow the socialist core values ​​to provide a modest contribution to creating a harmonious writing environment for jj.

You must not harm me. (￣ε(#￣) I don’t want to squat in a dark room

But I guarantee that there are still all kinds of shame ♂ shame like Voldemort’s article, such as calling Dad, (suddenly obscene)

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