The day to become the final boss

The dawn of Prince Manor has always been refreshing and quiet. Over the years, the two house elves brought in by Ferrigues have taken care of it dutifully.

The weeds on the periphery of the wall have long disappeared. The simple castle quietly welcomes the first ray of sunshine in the morning by the lake surrounded by green trees. The lush medicine fields of the manor show vigorous vitality, and the winding vines on the wall Plants also look particularly cool in this season.

Compared to the cold and dilapidated Spider's End, Prince Manor was more like Snape's home.Not only because this place is more suitable for him, but also because there is a hanging portrait named Rex Prince here.

Rex is the father of his mother, Irene. Although Mr. Snape never called him "Grandpa", in Snape's mind, this old nobleman with a harsh appearance has always been his real family.

Although he can be annoyingly nagging at times.

"Shut up, Rex, you are a reserved nobleman, a Slytherin, don't be so keen on other people's private affairs like an elderly woman." Snape twisted the corners of his mouth, and walked quickly in the corridor , the corner of the black robe fluttered up and down. "And—Ferrigues, put him down!" He emphasized the last sentence.

Rex choked on the horrible description of "an elderly woman", but he adjusted his facial expression immediately. "Oh, don't say that, Severus, we just care about you." The old nobleman stroked the neatly trimmed beard around his mouth, serious.

The small body of the Feligues lizard carried the large portrait, and it kept moving at the same speed as Snape sensitively, snickering, with a purple sphere floating behind it, two timid The house-elf peeped out from the corner.

Don't doubt it - its job (it thought) was to keep Rex conveniently nagging Snape the Blackface.

"You really should have an heir. Your Excellency Moore is such an ideal partner. The inheritance of noble blood is very sacred-there is a top-notch birth potion in the secret room of the manor, which can allow you to conceive rare twins at once. ——"

Heck!

Veins popped up on Snape's forehead, and he cast "Shut up and listen" on himself in annoyance.

Damn twins!

Why is it not just Lucius' narcissistic platinum peacock, but even Rex believes that he is under the pressure?How could Severus Snape, who was 186 cm tall, a man with a sullen meanness and a tough attitude, be suitable for a woman with a big belly? !

absurd!

Snape kicked open the bedroom door roughly, and walked up to his lover aggressively.

Wan Mo, who was still lying in bed, raised his head from the soft blanket.

The Ferrigues lizard was sneaky and ran past the door in a swift motion.

"Mers!"

"What's the matter, dear?"

Snape clenched his fists, then released them. He wanted to say something in annoyance, but the corners of his mouth twisted a few times and he fell silent again.He stared at Moores for a moment, his low-alcohol voice seemed a little dragged. "nothing."

Snape waved his wand to conjure up a chair, lifted his pitch-black cloak and sat down opposite Wan Mo, and began to study the dark magic book he had just turned over from the secret room of the manor—began to enjoy being alone next to Moers The disturbing quiet.

Slender fingers slid across the ancient ink-colored font, and the obscure and dark wisdom calmed Snape's mind slowly.

Wan Mo blinked, looked at Feligues who was holding the portrait and poking his head at the door, and immediately understood what was going on.

He snapped his fingers, and the door of the room slammed shut.

Then he asked casually: "I think Rex told you that he expects you to have an heir to continue Prince?"

"Snapped"!Snape closed the old black book as thick as a brick vigorously, and stared at him with dark eyes, a little unfriendly.

"I didn't instruct you to do this." Wan Mo shrugged innocently, he seemed very complacent, with a bright smile on his face. "Rex mentioned this to me, and he was very vaguely dissatisfied. He said that the higher the level of understanding, the harder it is to get offspring—he thinks I haven't worked hard enough."

The corners of Snape's mouth twitched violently, and the black eyes were full of chagrin.What exactly is Rex's standard? ? ?Could it be that it has become a portrait and even forgotten the normal frequency of human beings?He is human, human!Hell, don't tell him that the last time he didn't leave the dormitory door for four days, Rex thought Moores was hugging him to sleep?

Wan Mo stood with his elbows on the pillow, supporting his chin.Seeing his lover's interesting reaction, he suddenly wanted to tease him—just like when you see an awkward and loving animal, you suddenly want to see it blow up—he said shamelessly: "Although I always It's the fascination with filling you up, filling you up, even enjoying seeing so much of it overflowing from your body, trickling down your lap with every movement - but if we want babies we'll have to use some special Means, after all, this body is only made by magic."

"Shubei's refuting trouble suddenly exploded! Immediately afterwards, another dangerous light flew out of Wanmo's body, (or did it bounce off him at all?==) smashed the other side of the bed. Pillars, splinters and torn veils flew in the air.

Snape held his wand in his pale hand, his face was so dark that it was almost dripping ink——Damn Mers, every time, every time he stayed in him, he did it on purpose!

"How could you be so shameless?" His thin lips trembled slightly with anger, and the thin-skinned Mr. Snape was going crazy in his heart--damn, how could you?Why did you say it so shamelessly without changing your face! ?

Wan Mo blinked his eyes and waved his slender white fingers lightly, and the destroyed items instantly returned to their original state.He spread out his hands innocently, making a glass heart shape, "Oh dear, it's so sad, I'm just telling the truth."

Snape's face was sullen, his obsidian eyes gleaming, his mind frantically thinking about what kind of attack might do something to his shameless partner.

"Cough." Seeing his partner's eyes light up, Mr. Moores murmured inwardly, and hastily coughed dryly to change the subject—he didn't want to be caught by the awkward Snape because of his partner blowing his hair during the rare vacation. The professor forbids love. "Severus, would you like to see Harry Potter?"

"Potter?" Snape's suspicious voice was filled with disgust - no matter which Potter he disliked.The Potions Professor snorted coldly, "Why do I have to care about—ah—Saint Potter, living like a prince in summer vacation."

"Dumbledore told you that Little Potter lived like a prince?" Wan Mo sat up from the bed, his long satin-like hair hanging down his back was tied up by a sapphire blue headband, revealing his ivory-colored graceful neck.

Snape, who was staring at him, paused for a short breath, and his gaze shifted slightly: "Isn't it?"

"Go and see?" He put on his shirt slowly.

Snape pursed his lower lip with a complicated expression.

Little Huijin District, No. 4, Privet Drive.

Two strange figures suddenly appeared in the shadow of the trees.

Not far away, in the garden of the Dursleys' house, a skinny boy in an ill-fitting, bulky old T-shirt was working in the hot summer sun.His figure, which is much thinner than his peers, is constantly working hard-washing the car, mowing the lawn, arranging the roses in the flowerbed, and polishing the benches in the garden.

"Harry—" a scream came from inside the house.

Harry looked back there, ignored it, and continued to fertilize the flowerbed.

"Harry!" The woman's scream sounded again, and she seemed a little impatient.Harry Potter wiped the sweat off his face, patted the dust on his hands, and walked to open the door depressed.

A fat, stubby hand immediately grabbed his ear, and a boy as fat as a whale yelled gruffly, "Are you deaf? Harry, mother is calling you!"

"Relieve the embarrassment and forgiveness

The two figures under the shade disappeared strangely again.

Pulling out, Wan Mo looked directly at him.

"Damn Dumbledore for deceiving me - is that what he calls living like a prince? He must be blind!"

"Are you complaining about a Potter, Severus?"

The furious man immediately fell silent.

He was silent for a moment, frowning, his deep voice was dry, "He is Lily's son."

Lily is like a sister.

Wan Mo's fingers caressed his brow, smoothing away the frown bit by bit.Then waved their hands, and the two of them returned to the bedroom in Prince Manor in an instant.

"Maybe you want to hear more from me?" Wan Mo said calmly, pulling his lover to sit on the edge of the bed.

――Snape knew more that day. He knew that Potter's rustic glasses wrapped in scotch tape in his first grade were not a special hobby. He knew that he had been raised by the Dursleys like house elves in a small Lily's blood magic, and the Squib neighbor Dumbledore arranged for near Aunt Potter's house.

Dumbledore didn't even pay Petunia Dursley a gallon of maintenance. Harry Potter was able to move out of the cupboard and into a small dormitory in the second year because Moers used the Potter family's The property is why Harry Jr. paid part of the child support.

The property left by Lily and the shaggy lion, which was kept by the Order of the Phoenix, was enough to raise several Harry Potters-this had to make Snape wonder in a bad direction what Dumbledore wanted to do.

What good is it to have a savior raised in a Muggle world, stared at and abused by adopters?

Snape knew that shrewd old man-Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, the great white wizard was a leader who really cared about the wizarding world, he Everything he does is for the wizarding world, but he will pay a price that others cannot understand, and even cruel, in exchange for greater benefits.

Little Potter... Is it also a price?