Harry Potter and the Virtue of Miss Potter

"Hmm... Ah..." The baby had opened her eyes. She seemed to be startled and suddenly stopped making a sound, her eyes wide open.

Wu Mu: What the heck? Am I in Spider's End Alley? Did I just teleport into the arms of a cult leader?

She raised her eyes and met Snape's gaze for a few seconds before he looked away uncomfortably.

Perhaps it was an infant's instinct, but she inexplicably wanted to cry. She tried to hold it in, but a sudden thought popped into her head.

Wumu: Our little Sisi has probably never experienced a baby crying before! Helpless, reluctant, and upset, Sisi! You're so lucky to have me!

Thinking about it, she burst into tears, tears streaming down her cheeks, creating a clear path for her to cry.

Snape's face suddenly darkened, but he couldn't bear to see the little one crying so sadly. He stiffly hugged the swaddled baby with both arms, tentatively rocking his body, slowly finding the rhythm of the rocking.

The crying soon stopped, replaced by the sound of a rumbling stomach.

Wu Mu: Hehe... I'm so hungry because I cried.

With no other option, Snape had to become a new dad, but since he had no idea how to hold a baby properly, he had to resort to magic.

Fortunately, after some effort, we finally managed to get the baby comfortable in our arms.

Looking at those big, watery eyes staring at him with such a pitiful expression, the feeling was actually quite nice. But he soon couldn't stand that doll-like appearance anymore.

Snape, on the other hand, had absolutely no experience whatsoever; he had no idea what possessed him to wander into Knockturn Alley.

Fortunately, they encountered Hagrid along the way and were saved from starvation.

"I still don't understand, there are absolutely no baby supplies in Knockturn Alley." Hagrid was furious.

"Besides Diagon Alley, which is already completely clear, where else is there?" Snape didn't think it was absolutely impossible, especially since Knockturn Alley often had all sorts of strange new things.

“Hogsmeade is better than that. If all else fails, the place you live in is Muggle territory.”

Snape remained silent.

He definitely didn't want these things.

We should have thought of that sooner.

Our poor little flower buds are starving.

The transmigrated Wumu didn't need Snape to teach him how to walk, and he spoke fluently and clearly, though his speech was somewhat unclear.

Snape was also surprised. His little dumpling was not old enough to talk or walk. He sat reading for long periods of time without any demonstration. He could talk after two months and walk a week later.

"Snape! I'm hungry!" The little dumpling said in a soft voice, holding onto the stairs with one hand and half-lying down the floor.

Snape didn't know who taught him to call him that, and he strongly suspected Hagrid. He could only sigh helplessly, put down his book, and go over to hug the little rag doll that was struggling to get downstairs. "Don't call me that anymore."

Wu Mu glanced at him and said, "Oh, I see, Severus."

It's more likely that Dumbledore is to be suspected.

Snape's lips twitched helplessly. "That's not allowed either."

"Then what should I call you? I won't let you take advantage of me!"

Snape paused for a long time before speaking, "Call me godfather."

The big eyes rolled their inner pupils, and the old man said, "Okay, old man!"

After many days of correction from Snape, Wolmer finally agreed to call him "godfather."

In fact, Snape had planned from the beginning to teach Mimi to speak when she was one year old, and also to take advantage of the little one calling him "Dad". He thought that she would call him "Uncle", "Father", and "Sir", but he did not expect that the little girl would not only learn to speak on her own, but also open her mouth and make random noises.

For a period of time afterward, given that the little girl looked almost exactly like her mother and had an exceptionally outstanding learning ability, it was not hard to suspect that she must be just as studious and intelligent as her mother.

Of course, Snape was no exception.

He even bought several children's picture books, including some bedtime storybooks.

But to his utter surprise, the little one only glanced through all the books once and never touched them again.

Snape: This guy, he couldn't understand it, but he still looked it over.

Of course, Wu Mu also learned a lot from it.

When it was about six months old, it secretly used Snape's herbs to brew potions.

He even went out to exchange money himself!

It wasn't because Snape had a keen sense of smell that he could smell the potion the moment he opened the door; otherwise, he wouldn't have noticed.

Fortunately, under his guidance, Wumu did not cause trouble everywhere. He had told Wumu that causing trouble would result in a beating.

Although Snape looked at her differently every day, Wu Mu knew that Snape was serious when he was serious, so she would be extra careful even when she was causing trouble.

But how chaotic can a baby under one year old be?