[HP] Spring Mountain is Sleeping

When the three reckless perpetrators walked into the ward under the unhappy eyes of the therapists, they were told that the baby had been sent to intensive care because of premature birth.Thankfully, the child survived, and what's even more incredible is that the child now looks basically normal according to the developmental period.And now, his daddy was lying on a messy bed—pale, sweating, and he was already awake.

The healers were gradually removing the spell from Severus, and had just notified the Ministry of Magic and the top of the Order of the Phoenix.Lucius and Harry had to think that they had to face the ending they didn't want to see.

Severus' body can only last so far, having a baby will take away most of his magic, and then, even under the best of circumstances, he will only be awake for a short time. Everything is left to chance—therapists have long warned of this.So, regardless of what Malfoy and Potter were planning before, they are now forced to terminate because of this accident.

Anyway, there was no way the Ministry of Magic would come and arrest the ex-Death Eater.

They had only a short time to make a decision before the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix arrived.

"Come with me, Sev." After a brief silence, Lucius spoke first.

Severus rolled his eyes and glanced at him without answering.

"So... what about the kid?" Harry asked.

"In view of the situation just now, the child must receive at least three months of round-the-clock monitoring and treatment here to ensure that the body and magic power can maintain their own life." The therapist replied.

"Next, I will apply to adopt that child."

After a few minutes, Lucius whispered.

"No." Harry, who was sitting on the other side of the room, looked up slowly from his depression.

"At least I know how to take care of children." Lucius sat down on the edge of the bed. "And you don't. You have no experience with it."

"Yeah, I admit that... but... you'll hand the kid over to the Ministry if the Ministry asks for anything," Harry protested feebly.

"You actually think I'd do something like that, Mr. Potter?" Lucius raised an eyebrow habitually.

"You will." Harry still didn't stand up, didn't even look at Lucius, and didn't raise his voice, "I'm pretty sure of that, because the professor is no longer of use to you."

"I think you're crazy, Mr Potter."

"I refuse to apologize, I just told the truth." Harry curled up in a ball on the narrow windowsill.

The people who came out of the fireplace were scattered in every corner, gradually filling up the room.However, under the rare confrontation between the Savior and Patriarch Malfoy and the boring reason, everyone was surprised and fell silent.

In fact, everyone understood that it was impossible for them to intervene in this matter between the two people who were confronting each other.

"Anyway, even if you have all the better reasons, I'd like to ask for this child to be adopted." Harry jumped off the ledge indecently, walked through the crowd, and stood stubbornly in front of Lucius.

"You're not even married, Mr Potter."

"I don't care." The stubborn savior tilted his head, stared at Lucius, and still did not raise his voice habitually.

Harry's performance was almost indifferent.

But the platinum noble looked at the eyes of the savior, there was no longer the passion of the past, those green eyes were indifferent and empty—since the savior had such a firm attitude, in the hostile state of the surrounding members of the Order of the Phoenix, he might just Give up the idea of ​​adopting this child.

The important thing is that the child's daddy has no objection.After years of working together, Lucius understood Severus's emotional changes far better than the members of the Order of the Phoenix.

"So, Severus... what about you?" Lucius backed down, then turned to the former potions master.He couldn't help but wish Severus would say something about Harry's move, but Severus didn't respond.

"Based on the patient's physical condition, we refused to let him leave the hospital," said a therapist leaning against the wall.

A brief silence.

True, but everyone present also understood that it was pointless.At present, St. Mungo has no way to treat patients with such a combination of physical damage and mana loss, unless they can find Riverdale—on the next floor, those seriously wounded in the hospital for long-term observation are examples.

"Go to the Manor, Luke." A faint voice came from the hospital bed, "You can do it now."