The day to become the final boss

Of course, if Wan Mo is present, then he will definitely lead the deeply misunderstood partner into a more crazy situation with more viciousness.

In the next two hours, the confused Snape quietly used all the known methods of detecting male conception to try on himself one by one, and finally came to a conclusion that made him feel at ease.

Although I know that if both partners in a mate are male, one of them must make sacrifices in order to continue the offspring, but Mr. Snape's pride absolutely cannot accept that he has a big belly and clumsy like a stupid penguin. Move your body.

Maybe we should figure out the race of Mers first, and then develop a potion that can work on it - a pretty face and a relatively slender body, it must be more suitable for pregnancy... No, no, damn it, children are annoying Little troll, how could he want something like that?

Snape's great ambition was pressed back into the soil of fantasy just as it sprouted.

And he remembered that Moers once said that his body was made of magic according to the way it was when he was a human being-whether he can have children is yet to be debated.

Since he stayed in God's Domain for most of the Christmas break, when Snape returned to his office, he found that many people had sent him Christmas presents with owls: Hogwarts professors, Order of the Phoenix executives, the Malfoy family, and even There is also a German potion master who has had academic exchanges.And he didn't send a single gift this Christmas because of Moores.Mr. Snape had to spend the afternoon brewing various potions in return.

After brewing several beauty potions for the Malfoy family, Snape suddenly thought of the Millennium Basilisk under Hogwarts.

The basilisk petrified Gryffindor second-year Justin and Nearly Headless Nick just before Christmas, and though it didn't kill anyone, it also put pressure on the Hogwarts staff , why does it do this?Ferrigues once said that he doesn't like sliding out of his nest at all.

Snape suddenly wanted to see the pet room that Slytherin had left behind.

The basilisk, also known as the snake king, is said to be hatched by a toad from a magic egg laid by a seven-year-old rooster when Sirius was in the sky.Its body is emerald green, its teeth are highly poisonous, and its sight is the most dangerous attack weapon, which can instantly kill any creature that meets its gaze.It has a long lifespan, but a basilisk that has survived for thousands of years is also very rare in the history of magic.

What Snape faced was a huge snake-shaped monster fifty feet long, with a crest of bright red feathers growing on the top of its head near the back of its head, it seemed to be a male basilisk.

The basilisk was very old, its bulb-like big yellow eyes were a bit cloudy, it was entangled in its body, spitting out a foul smelling snake letter, and "hissed" something to Snape.

Snape frowned. He didn't have the talent of a basilisk, nor did he have the special ability to translate the voices of different races, so he looked at the lizard Ferrigues standing on the head of the basilisk.

Of course, Mr. Snape's ability to look directly at the basilisk Hypor without being affected by the sight of death is entirely due to the obsidian ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

"Um..." The lizard dragon's sharp nails scratched its chin, blinked, and then carved a small magic circle on the big head of the basilisk with its gleaming nail tips.

As the faint blue light of the magic circle flashed, a small translucent soul the size of a loach emerged from the basilisk's forehead.

The little basilisk soul straightened its upper body, looked back at the Ferrigus lizard, shrunk its body, and then lowered its head towards Snape, as if bowing, with a thin, reserved voice in the devil's mouth. Professor Yao heard: "Hello."

Snape: "... hello".

The 50-foot-long giant basilisk with scales as big as a palm and the reserved and polite soul the size of a loach, the strong visual contrast shocked Mr. Snape.

Hypor's soul looked here and there, and the little snake head looked around, as if a little excited.It turned around and spit to Ferrigues, "Thank you sir, I haven't seen things clearly for many years."

The lizard grinned, "Well, depending on your physical condition, you won't live for a few years."

The huge body of the basilisk moved, and the little soul shook its head, "Your Excellency, can I really be made into a portrait and stay in the same frame as Salazar after I die?"

"of course."

"Magic creatures can also have magical portraits? And it is put into the already made magic hanging picture?" Snape's doubtful voice, these have gone beyond the traditional cognition of hanging pictures in the magic world.

"Yes, sir, if I am willing to accumulate a lot of poison in my teeth before I die, and donate my body to you as potion ingredients after death, I can get such a reward." Hypor didn't care about his body at all. What kind of miserable experience will there be? The little snake showed yearning in his soul. "Is Mr. Snape that lord's mate? It is a great honor to hear that you are Head of Slytherin House."

"Since when did Slytherins take pride in their mate's specialness?" Snape sneered.

"It's the glory—mine, Salazar's, and all Slytherin's." The little snake looked serious.

Snape paused, and he suddenly remembered a question—"Mr. Hypor, Ferrigas once mentioned that a thousand years ago, a great being gave Hogwarts, and even the entire wizarding world Huge help, is that guy Miles?"

"That's right." Hypor spat out the letter.

Even if he got an affirmative answer, Snape wasn't too surprised.He had already assumed this question when he guessed that Moores was the master of Ferriges—not to mention that it would be so wicked. I am afraid that there are not many ancient existences that require others to make some obscene statues for future generations to admire.

(Mo Mo: I don't have bad tastes, that's how it is in the original book.)

What he cares about is another question. Since Moores is a mysterious existence who helped the Big Four when the school was founded, then: "Ferrigus... the school motto of Hogwarts, 'Don't Disturb the Sleeping Dragon' refers to ?”

"Me." The lizard dragon grinned, revealing its white serrated teeth, and it shook its long tail. "Because I made a mistake, I was punished by my master and bound to this land where Hogwarts blooms."

"Aren't you a lizard?"

"Severus, you know what to ask - oh, who's a lowly reptile!" The lizard cracked its scales.

There was some obscure light in Snape's dark eyes, and he continued to ask in a low voice, "I remember being sent to hell by Flafey once, and I met a huge three-headed monster that seemed to be much higher than other monsters. Dog, what is its name, by the way, it is called Cerberus, it told me that thanks to your promotion, it has been honored to serve as a gatekeeper for thousands of years."

"Aww! Damn the three-headed dog, that's my job—the great Ferrigues is the gatekeeper of hell, he's just a temporary replacement, temporarily!" The little lizard widened its golden vertical pupil eyes, The basilisk jumped up with righteous indignation, "If he hadn't been temporarily replaced for a while back then, he was caught by the master just after a year or two of laziness here, and the three-headed dog who has no brains will never be in that position!"

"Can Mers decide the position of hell monsters in hell?"

"Uh...!" Snape's deep and mellow voice was like a scoop of cold water, immediately shutting up the angry lizard dragon.

Snape took a deep breath, and he recalled the scene when Lockhart and Mers wanted to get along - Lockhart looked at Mers with almost devout eyes, he lowered his head slightly, expressing that Surrender.At that time, he thought that Moers' eyes were just cold, but now that he thinks about it, there is also an inexplicable indifference and overlooking that are unique to superiors.

"I remember you also said that your great master is omnipotent, as long as he wants, every monster and monster will obey unconditionally within the boundaries he draws?" Snape stared at it.

"..." Ferrigues closed his mouth tightly, and he couldn't even open a crack with steel bars. His big eyes looked dull and frightened, and his tail maintained a strange stiffness.

Snape fell silent.

Hypor looked at the dark and silent wizard, and then at the lizard dragon, which was clever enough not to make any sound.

After a long time, Snape let out a long breath. "It seems that it is indeed my glory."

He thought of something even more terrifying. Ferriges also said a word: creating life is a completely opposite field from the master.

Snape emptied his mind and didn't want to dwell on these things anymore. No matter what Mers was, how powerful, how noble, or even how unattainable as a wizard, he was just his Mers now. Si!

This is enough.

"Then, Mr. Hypor, can I ask you to explain why Hogwarts students were petrified?" The Potions professor adjusted his mood, and the topic turned in another direction.

Ferrigues' vertical pupils rolled, and his long tail moved, no longer stiff.

"Oh, I don't want to, but a descendant of Salazar asked me to attack the little wizard. Snakes can't refuse the Parsel Wall, and I don't want to kill those children. I can only petrify them..."

In the evening, Wan Mo returned to Hogwarts, and the two had dinner in the auditorium.There was also Lockhart, who disappeared for a few days, with a bad complexion and blond hair, looking like Lockhart who would fall if the wind blows.

Snape didn't brew any potions that night, he went to bed early after taking a shower, flipping through the Christmas gift Lucius gave him - books about the effects of some ancient magical items.

"Severus".Wan Mo leaned over, and Snape moved slightly towards him due to the warm body temperature.

"I think you should give your eyes more to your partner instead of the book in your hand." The old monster hugged him aggrievedly.

"Hmm." Snape raised his eyebrows, and turned another page of the book in his hand.

"Can you kiss me goodnight?"

Snape looked away from the book and met the tenderness in those dark eyes.

He sighed, printed a light kiss on those soft lips, then covered the quilt and turned off the light. "Sleep, Miles."

Wan Mo licked the corner of his mouth, his black eyes were a little bright in the darkness, he was silent for a moment, and then he got into the quilt completely.

After a rustling sound, Snape's ambiguous and somewhat heavy breathing sounded in the darkness.

"Mers, let go of my panties... how can you... shut up, don't, don't bite..."

"Oh, Merlin - don't smoke there -"

Mr. Moores whimpered twice, and continued to seduce hard with his tongue, which quickly made his partner lose his mind in the gentle swallowing.

The sounds in the bedroom gradually became richer, panting, erotic sucking sounds, suppressed moans, the sound of skin and flesh colliding, and the lustful sound of water during rapid thrusting, all kinds of wonderful sounds intertwined——

……

Snape's body was already covered with sweat, and strands of hair on his forehead were stuck together, but Moores' warm, entangled limbs hugged him still made him feel comfortable and warm.

"I think Mr. Moores should learn restraint." Snape's voice was hoarse and sexy as he clasped a hand on his bare skin.

"I like the feeling of having sex with you, as if every hug brings more satisfaction and pleasure to the soul." Mr. Moores smiled softly in his ear, inserting his slender fingers into his sweaty black hair .