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Neville was sent to the school infirmary. A group of them surrounded Neville who was bandaged so that only his eyes, nostrils and mouth were exposed, and the school infirmary was extremely crowded.Before they waited for half an hour, Madam Pomfrey came over to chase them away.

"It's already 20 o'clock! Go back to sleep!" Madam Pomfrey said, "Albus said you didn't eat, and he ordered the house-elves to prepare a midnight snack for you in your dormitory, as long as you go back see."

"Have a good rest." Luna patted Neville's hand, and she followed behind everyone, walking towards the school doctor's room together.

Harry looked at his companions who were chattering about today's experience. He touched his heavy stomach, and quietly moved out of the line. He stopped at the stairs, but he didn't follow.

The smartest Hermione still stayed in St. Mungo's. Malfoy yelled that he was drugged and asked to be hospitalized. He also asked Hermione to stay with him or else he would sue them for kidnapping!Dumbledore went to visit him and persuaded him a little, but Hermione agreed to accompany him. ——When Harry heard the news, he ran over to find out if Hermione was being threatened, but at the door of the ward he saw Hermione peeling an apple under Malfoy's critical gaze with his chin raised, and he suddenly realized that maybe it wasn't what he wanted As expected.Anyway, Hermione is not a good lady who will let herself suffer, she is very smart!

And that's why no one noticed he was gone.

Harry avoided everyone and went to the cellar. He deftly said the password to the snake-shaped doorknob and pushed the door open.

"Snape, you're back." As soon as he raised his head, he met those deep black eyes.

"Adventure is fun?" Snape twitched the corners of his mouth. He had just taken off his coat, and he looked busy, and now he was folding his cuffs. He did this movement gracefully to the point of a textbook demonstration.

Harry shook his head, he took a deep breath, "I have come to look for you," he paused, "I also looked for the potion I drank before." But he couldn't find it.

If Snape had been there, if only he had told him there was a conspiracy waiting for him, then maybe he wouldn't have gone - and Sirius wouldn't have been frozen like a statue alone in a hospital bed waiting for a healer They looked for a gentle melting spell to melt him little by little.But Voldemort will definitely not make him what he wants, and the Death Eaters will come to torture him once a year, and they will take something away every time.Last year it was Cedric's life, but this year it was his relative Sirius.

Maybe there is also his most precious person who must never be lost.Harry put his hands on his stomach uneasily, maybe his attention was diverted too much before, but now he obviously felt some kind of irresistible sinking feeling, and it was faintly expanding.

"Professor, do you still have that potion?" Harry looked at Snape imploringly, his eyes made no secret of his desire, he was willing to bow his head, he was willing to do anything to make it up.

"Potter, you never wanted to take the time to learn knowledge other than books, such as the potions you drink." Snape passed a cup of hot milk to Harry in a regretful tone, "Then It's a potion for early pregnancy discomfort, which means you won't need it past 10 weeks. Drink your drink and you're off, Potter."

"But I don't feel well." Harry grabbed Snape's hand, so roughly that he almost spilled the milk, which swirled in the cup and wet their hands.

"I need a potion, help me!" Harry begged.

"Drink your milk." Snape didn't answer.

Harry could only take the remaining half glass of milk, and he drank it quickly, "If I drink it, you will..." Suddenly dizzy, "Help me..."

He fell headfirst, but before making contact with the ground Snape cast a Levitation Charm, and even the milk glass floated intact.

Snape stepped forward and put his arm around Harry's shoulders and passed his hand under his knees to pick him up. The body was so light that it was almost full of bones. It didn't take him to take off all his clothes to know that this body was not attractive, Potter. Not a full-fledged boy full of sex appeal full of hormones.He still smelled of milk.It's still a child!

Snape mentally spurned the young man for his lack of eyesight, and carefully led the little bastard who wanted to take risks all the time and without scruples into his bedroom.

Snape gently put Harry down, and the soft bed accepted him. He looked down at this frizzy head, reached out to take off his glasses, and stroked the messy head that was an eyesore very naturally. His black hair is much softer than he imagined. It reminds people of seaweed, but it is hundreds of times more delicate than that thing. When he gets close, he can smell a faint strawberry smell. He really likes the strawberry smell. Shower gel shampoo.

Even this hobby is like a child.

Potter was just a kid.He didn't deserve to be at the mercy of a bad adult twice his age.

Snape withdrew the hand that was about to touch his eyelid, and he forced himself not to stare at the disturbing face, he turned to the place that needed special attention now - the place that hadn't yet bulged.Given Potter's slender figure, which is all bones, he still needs to stuff more food than his body weight to make his stomach bulge.

But there was another option, and it was the right one right now—Potter didn't have to have a bulge, it wouldn't be his age either.

Snape looked there and stretched out his hand. He knew that the little sweetheart Potter was thinking of was only the size of a bean. She didn't realize it, and she might still sleep as dead as this little boy.

Snape walked out of the bedroom.Since Potter couldn't make a decision now, as a professor he would help Potter decide.

He brought back the tools he needed, a bottle of prepared potion, and a bottle of high-purity dragon blood.

Snape was expressionless as he walked towards Harry with the potion.A hand grabbed Harry by the shoulders from under the neck and lifted him up, and the sleepy little bastard slumped back from gravity, his head up.Snape could touch those lips tightly shut like rose petals as soon as he lowered his head.

Soft and warm with a hint of milk.

Snape downed the bottle of potion, rubbed his fingers at the fragile Adam's apple under his palm, pried open his closed white teeth, and sucked on his tongue, depriving him of all the oxygen he needed to breathe , Potter is only particularly well-behaved when he is unconscious.Snape let go of Potter's Adam's apple after his fingers had rolled, and he watched the little bastard unconsciously opened his moist red lips, breathing greedily, and poured all the potions Swallowing, luckily he didn't choke.

Being vile, he admits, is more efficient than anything.

This potion is a special protective potion after 10 weeks of pregnancy. It can save any bad things including threatened miscarriage. The only disadvantage is that it can only be used twice during the entire pregnancy.

And Potter only needs one drink.

Snape was waiting for the potion to take effect, and he didn't wait for nothing at this time—he unbuttoned Harry's shirt, exposing his flat belly, unscrewed the bottle of high-purity dragon's blood, and stained his fingers The sticky dragon blood exudes a strong fishy smell, and the magic power contained in it can be felt just by touching it.

He drew the well-known combination of magic patterns on Harry's belly. All the magic patterns formed a circle, and the center was where the new life was, and that peaceful land would eventually be disturbed.

It's almost time.

Snape waved his wand and cast a detection spell first, and the feedback information made his brows slightly loosen, just as he thought that the potion was used just right.

And now he will use another magic.

He began to chant a spell, and the long and obscure Latin characters sang from his mouth, with a characteristic tone of varying degrees of severity, like a lullaby.

And to a certain extent, it does have similarities with the lullabies that lull young children to sleep.

The entire spell was carried out for 3 minutes, and when he finished chanting the last syllable, the entire magic pattern ring drawn with dragon's blood emitted a warm golden light.Snape lowered his head, and he stretched out his hand towards the center of the light, sweat running down his taut cheeks.

This is a very old magic, with almost no use cases in the past hundred years, which caused the entire reference to be only those mentioned in the book.

So he has to be very careful.

And when Snape grabbed that thing, his tense nerves relaxed and tightened to the extreme in an instant, and he carefully and slowly took "her" out.

When he jumped out of the magic pattern ring drawn by dragon's blood, he found that the surface of "her" was indeed surrounded by a layer of transparent protective barrier as described in the book—it was like a glass ball, and if he was not careful, it would be destroyed. Broken as if it were only wrapped in a thin layer of glass.

The golden light on Harry's belly dimmed, and the complex and gorgeous rings formed by the dragon's blood instantly turned into a cloud of dark red liquid like water, which disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All Snape's attention was on the small glass ball on his hands. He held it in his arms and said the protective spell several times before carefully removing one hand. Fingers lightly touch this layer of glass.The golden light shining through the protective barrier quickly approached him, as if it was condensing into a golden flame.

This is indeed a child as lively as Potter.

"Gryffindor." Snape sighed softly, the little flame seemed to be greeting him through the glass, and his approach made "she" extremely happy.

"Okay, now you should go to sleep." Snape said, he chanted another spell, a mass of black was covering the glass ball, and the dancing golden flames quickly gathered in the dark place The place that has not yet turned dark beats the glass that imprisoned "her".

"Go to sleep, this is not a long dream, I promise." A trace of grief suddenly surged in those eyes, which were as dark as the black that spread on the glass ball, but he suppressed it, and the Occlumency locked everything tightly .

The darkness completely enveloped the entire ball, and he tried not to recall that the light gradually dimmed to the point that it was completely extinguished.

This child is very lively, and after a long sleep, "she" will still be so lively that she becomes a crazy, silly and troublesome Gryffindor, just like Harry Potter.

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So the cub went down to eat bento, there will be no underage children in this article