Professor of LVSS is so cute

Severus carried the stone box he was thinking about, and returned to his bedroom distraught.He didn't look at the precious plants in the stone box too much, but casually threw it on the bedside table—the whole person looked sleepy.

He found that he was not as interested in Nether Grass Roots as he thought—even if he had dreamed of getting it.

The scene he saw in the newspaper today really challenged his bottom line, even if his teacher comforted him in an unquestionable tone - he didn't feel much better.

He seems to have an extremely subtle premonition... It seems that if he continues to indulge like this, he will face a future that is more terrifying than hell.

This kind of thinking is really too absurd - he can clearly feel his reverence and admiration for his teacher, and he can also feel that he is willing to give everything for his teacher, even so... why is he, instinctively feel scared?

Shaking his head, Severus flung himself onto the big soft, fluffy bed in the bedroom.

He was lying on his back, staring at the high dome above the bedroom in a daze.

Above the dome are murals with strong stories.

A young man with the obvious features of the Prince family is pouring the prepared materials into the cauldron with concentration - because of the magic, it looks like it has just been painted, and it is very new.

Severus watched silently as he boiled out a pot of glistening veritaserum, closed his eyes and jumped up from the bed.

He picked up the stone box on the bedside table and took it to his private potions room.

——He decided to use busyness to cover up his increasingly hesitant mood.

When people are concentrating on doing things, it is always easy to ignore time.

By the time Severus poured the carefully prepared Nethergrass root culture solution into the glass container next to it, it was already bright outside.

Severus rubbed his sleepy eyes, and carefully put the small piece of dark brown slender rhizome as long as human eyelashes into the vessel with silver tweezers, watched it slowly stretch its body, and then He let out a long breath and left the potion room.

He's going to take a shower and have breakfast with the teacher by the way.

When Severus, who deliberately took a bottle of energy recovery potion, came out of the bathroom, he looked as energetic as an ordinary person.

—Obviously, he didn't intend to bother his teacher with his thoughts.In any case, his teacher can be said to be benevolent to him.

These days, because of the little mermaid, Voldemort has delayed work a bit—now that Severus has changed back, he will naturally make up for the work that was delayed before, so he didn't notice the abnormality of his students in the first place .

Both teachers and students finished their breakfast, and Severus personally sent his teacher to the door, and Voldemort said to him, "Relax well at home, the shelf life of that Nethergrass rhizome is long enough - you just need another two It is not impossible to urge it for 30 years."

Severus nodded guiltily, not daring to tell his teacher that he had dealt with it overnight.

Seeing Severus's willingness to agree, Voldemort smiled in satisfaction, and apparated under the eyes of the students.

After Voldemort left, Severus went directly to the study and found a thick stack of books about magical creatures - he had to look up the information to see if there was a way to pass the infancy of magical creatures as soon as possible.He's had enough of himself getting into trouble.

Unfortunately, Severus did not find anything useful to him in the thick stack of materials as he wished—instead, there were more warnings in it, warning magical creatures in childhood to let nature take its course, Don't overthrow the seedlings and encourage them to grow, otherwise it will cause regretful consequences.

What made Severus even more tormented was that an even more troublesome thing was about to unfold before his eyes - the first heat of a magical creature after it evolved from infancy to adulthood.

estrus?

Yes!

estrus! !

Vent your urination like a beast——if you don't vent, you will become a lunatic, hugging people everywhere and begging for sex until you are completely satisfied!

Severus, who accidentally caught a glimpse of this part, almost rolled his eyes and passed out!

Could he be any worse?

First, he had some rebellious sexual dreams, and then developed into reality—forcibly kissing his teacher—does he still want it in the future? ! ! !

Thinking that he might overwhelm his teacher whom he had always admired, Severus felt an urge to collapse.

He is really going crazy!

If he had known this, he might as well not have taken that bottle of blood purification potion!

Now, these troubles are coming one after another—he is simply overwhelmed, okay? !

Distraught and irritable, Severus threw the volume of the ancient book in his hand to the ground—causing the ancient book to groan in protest.

In any case, we must find a way out!

It doesn't matter if the teacher forgives you for having a sexual dream, and it doesn't matter if you force kiss the teacher to be forgiven, but—whatever, it definitely has a lot to do with it!

He still doesn't want to be kicked out by the teacher!

Severus clenched his fists hard, renewing his energy.

This tossing took another half a day, until Gigi came to inform him to have lunch.

The bloodshot Professor Future looked at the concerned house elf in frustration, and waved his hand to reject his kindness—how could he be in the mood to eat now.

"Little master, the big master told Jiji that you must eat on time—or you will punish Jiji!" The house elf looked at his little master timidly.

Severus twitched the corners of his mouth dryly, put back a large pile of materials and books that were messed up on the table, and walked to the dining room with heavy steps.

For the rest of the holiday, Severus devoted all his time to the study.He was almost there for board and lodging - just to find a solution.He's not that stupid fish, he can't pretend to be stupid and do such a sinful thing!

Voldemort didn't know anything about his student's entanglement. He was so busy now that he didn't have time to care about Severus' mental state—besides, he didn't think it was important to stay in Prince Manor. Severus had nothing to worry about.

The morning before school was about to start, Severus received a letter from Lucius Malfoy intending to visit him.Severus only hesitated for a moment before making the invitation.

That afternoon, Lucius Malfoy came to Prince Manor, which had not been visited for decades, on time with the Portkey sent by Severus.

"It looks as beautiful as I imagined..." The platinum aristocrat who came with sincerity entered the door and put on a low profile, praising the various views of the Prince Manor.

Severus, who had rarely let go of his own research, welcomed him with some restraint.

——Being with this senior senior who was quite famous in Hogwarts and Slytherin, Severus really felt a little inexplicably nervous and inferior.Both for the other party's calm demeanor and for the powerful magic power beyond his own reach.

"I came here this time to apologize for Malfoy's poor hospitality." Lucius bowed slightly to Severus politely, "I hope you can forgive Malfoy for being rude to you." .”

Severus looked at him puzzled, "The hospitality is not good? Why do you think so? What did I do to make you come to such a wrong conclusion?"

"Oh no, of course not, Junior Prince, I dare say, this is by no means a wrong conclusion," Lucius stared intently at Severus' eyes, deep in the gray-blue pupils there were three Quite inquisitive and curious, "After all—if it wasn't for my negligence, the intimate photos of you and Lord wouldn't have spread all over the magical world—"

Severus' pupils dilated momentarily.

He looked in shock and astonishment at the handsome pure-blood wizard who was ready to shoot commercials at any time, with a forced smile on the corner of his mouth, "...Senior Malfoy, I think there is some misunderstanding here..." He said dryly, "That magical creature with Mr. Voldemort, wasn't—"

"Of course it's you, Junior Prince," Lucius cut off Severus' cover without losing politeness, "please don't doubt my eyes. Although your appearance was exquisite when you transformed into a mermaid, isn't it?" less, but the general outline remains the same—I am deeply impressed by you who successfully inherited Prince, so it is naturally impossible not to recognize you, plus the brief description in "Born Noble: The Family Tree of Wizards" is enough to make me even more Make sure of that."

In order not to involve his wife, Lucius took the discovery of recognizing Severus onto himself with little hesitation.

——In the future, even if his master really wants to punish him for this, he will not punish his wife.

Severus looked at Lucius blankly.

"Prince, please rest assured that you are the mermaid, no one else knows except me." As if seeing through Severus' worries, Lucius comforted him kindly.

"Why are you so sure?" Severus asked bluntly.

"Oh, please don't be hostile to me, Junior Prince, I didn't mean to blackmail you by this - nor did I have the guts to do so. Don't forget, my master is standing behind you."

Severus' lips moved.

"The reason why I am so sure is that the people present at that time, except for the seventh-year Slytherin who was a year above you, have never seen your real appearance-you who live in seclusion have never given them a chance to know you (Even if you are of great importance to the Lord) - and the image on the photograph you have seen, is very blurry, so you can rest assured."

"...What about those seventh-grade seniors and sisters? We can almost say that we face each other day and night." Especially because of Ariel, a few of them took care of this good owl that is very popular with the devil.

"Don't think they are as keen as I am, my good schoolboy—except for someone like me, who can tell at a glance that the mermaid is you? Don't forget that you changed at that time Not only facial features, but also eye color and hair color."

Now, Severus was really relieved.

He said to his senior who came here to apologize, "You really live up to your reputation."

Lucius felt relieved when he heard this, knowing that this page had been uncovered.

Severus said again, "Senior, you are really too polite. In fact, I was also at fault for what happened that day. If I hadn't been unable to control myself, I wouldn't have given others a chance to take advantage of it."

Lucius sighed and said, "That's also the condition I created for others to take advantage of - Junior Prince, you don't need to comfort me, I know how much trouble I have caused you and Lord, Today, I came here to make up for it." He took out a small transparent glass bottle from his pocket, "The beetle inside is the one who caused this disturbance, and now I will hand her over to you for disposal."

"Her?" Severus stared at the beetle inside in surprise, and found that there was a very ugly pattern of glasses around its eyes.

"Yes, she is an illegal Animagus. Speaking of which, I have to thank the great master. Without his reminder, I'm afraid I would never have discovered this."

Severus stared unblinkingly at the little beetle struggling desperately in the glass bottle trying to break through the cork, "Senior Malfoy, this is really an unpleasant lady, isn't she?"

Lucius nodded in agreement, "Obviously."

"That being the case, I don't have anything to feel guilty about—" Thinking of the thunderbolt when he saw the kissing photo in the newspaper, Severus's voice rarely became lighter, "It just so happens that many of my medicines are no longer effective. I'm relying on the mice to master the dose—the ready-made test product, I can hardly use it as a waste." Severus watched coldly that the little beetle struggling desperately in the glass bottle was frightened at first, and then kicked in fear. He passed over on his legs.

"It looks like you scare this unpleasant lady enough." The platinum aristocrat, who could see a bit of mischief in Severus' eyes, was happy to see this - after all, he was also killed by this crazy woman Not shallow.

Severus glanced at the beetle in disgust, "That's what she deserves."

Lucius nodded sympathetically, and asked Severus enthusiastically what medicine he planned to try on Rita Skeeter in order to narrow the distance between them.

Embarrassment flashed across Severus' face for a moment.

Lucius raised an eyebrow.

Severus rubbed his nose.

"I just scare her," he said awkwardly, "Potions are used to benefit wizards, not harm them."

Lucius' eyes flickered, and he put a temporary label on Severus in his mind: hard-spoken and soft-hearted.

"But when you take her away later, please ask the senior to do me a favor - help me cast an oblivion spell on her. I don't want her to know that I am the mermaid she photographed."

Lucius nodded knowingly, and he said sincerely, "Junior Prince, I finally understand why you are recognized by Prince Manor, a potionist like you who doesn't want to use potions to harm people is really more Come less and less."

"You praise me too much, Senior Malfoy."

"Please call me Lucius," Lucius said kindly. "After hearing what you said, I can't wait to become your friend—I believe I will be proud of this decision in the future."

No one would refuse a Malfoy's friendship.

At least not the current Severus.

"I'm glad to be friends with you, Mal... Senior Lucius, you can also call me Severus." Severus still had a somewhat reserved expression on his face, but he accepted the other party's offer court.

The newly baked friends happily enjoyed a nice afternoon tea.After promising to send the Malfoy family's ancient books about magical creatures as soon as possible, Lucius left Prince Manor with the little beetle scurrying around in the glass bottle like a headless fly.

This time the meeting was a complete success.

■

The night Lucius left, Voldemort returned to Prince Manor.

Severus greeted him warmly.

When the teacher and the student were having dinner, Voldemort said in a casual tone, "I heard from the kid in Malfoy's family that you became good friends with him?"

——Without reporting to the owner of the treasure, how dare the Platinum Young Master approach the Demon King's confinement.

Severus nodded seriously, "He came here specifically to apologize for what happened at the banquet—" Severus repeated his conversation with Lucius emphatically.

Voldemort snorted, "He has sharp eyes."

Severus was a little apprehensive, "Doesn't the teacher want me to be friends with him?"

Voldemort put down the knife and fork in his hand with a half-smile, "What if I say yes."

"I won't contact him after that." Severus said flatly, "Nothing is more important than the teacher's wishes."

Voldemort smiled, a very real smile.

"My dear Severus, of course you can make friends with him. Although that kid has some tricks, as long as I watch him - he dare not do anything to you. However," the devil wiped his lips with a napkin, "Don't be easily fooled by that kid—the Malfoys have very attractive appearances."

"No matter how recruiting you are, you can't compare to a teacher." Severus responded intuitively.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized something was wrong.

Not only did this leave a blank face, but the delicious pie in his mouth seemed to have turned into sawdust that had just been planed from the wood, which made people's throat sore.

"...teacher." Severus' voice was full of despair. It seemed that even if the teacher covered it up for him in every possible way, he still couldn't escape the reputation of coveting the elders.

"Does Severus think I'm prettier than that kid from the Malfoys?" Voldemort stared at his stiff little apprentice who was about to turn into ashes at any moment, "Do you think so?"

Severus found himself ashamed to look his teacher in the eye.

"I didn't expect the teacher's evaluation in Severus' eyes to be so high-you know, this is the first time someone said that the teacher's appearance is more outstanding than Malfoy."

—That is why they dare not.

Severus said silently in his mind.

"Hearing what you said, I finally understand," Voldemort said with a suddenly enlightened expression, "No wonder you like to lean on me so much after the transformation. Is it because you like my face?"

Severus was so ashamed by his teacher that he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in it.

"I'm so glad that I fit your aesthetics," Voldemort exacerbated with a relieved expression, "If you like someone else, I wouldn't have the guts to hand you over to someone else to take care of you."

Seeing that Voldemort's words became more and more outrageous, Severus threw away the fork in his hand, and said falteringly, "Teacher, I'm full, school will start soon, I'll pack my luggage right away." He ran away just like last night.

Looking at his back, Voldemort frowned happily.

■

The next morning, Voldemort made it a point to take Severus to King's Station.

Severus didn't want him to, but he insisted.

In order to avoid others noticing their whereabouts, Voldemort deliberately changed his appearance.

He pretended to be a scholar with brown hair and blue eyes, and his bookish look told people his erudition.

The Hogwarts trains at this time are much empty compared to when school starts in September - after all, not all students will leave school on Christmas.

Severus was a little bit reluctant because he had to be separated from his teacher for several months.He looked up at his teacher—even if he looked different, he could easily find a familiar shadow—and was holding the handle of the luggage cart in his hand.

"Go in." Voldemort urged, pressing on Severus' shoulder.

Severus' eyes were a little red.

"We'll see you soon." Voldemort promised, "I'll come and pick you up when the time comes."

Severus shook his head, "No, that's too much trouble for you, I'd rather you stay home and rest." These days, his teacher looked thinner again.

Feeling the attachment and care of the students, the Demon King smiled reassuringly, "It's not as busy as it was at the beginning, and there is still time to pick you up—go in, the train will leave sooner."

Severus bid farewell to his teacher, almost turning his head twice.

■

On the train, before Severus could find a satisfactory box, there were fierce footsteps and familiar quarreling sounds from the front.

Severus subconsciously dragged his luggage and hid it in a compartment next to it for sundries.

Just as he had time to throw a disillusionment spell on himself, a girl with fiery red curly hair rushed in, and closed the door heavily with her shoulders.

"Lily! Let me in! Lily! I know I was wrong! Don't do this!" The male voice outside called anxiously.

The girl inside is wiping tears.

"I don't want to see you again!" she said hoarsely. "You make me sick."

"Lily, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, you are so charming, I, I can't help it..."

"Shut up! You bloody bastard!" The girl with a blushing face suddenly opened the door of the utility room and dragged the bird's nest head in, "Who told you to stand in the aisle and yell? Of! Which gives you the right!"

"That's why you don't let me in." Niaowotou was extremely aggrieved.

The red-haired girl pulled his ears with two fingers, "You mean it's my fault?!"

"No, no, no, it's my fault, everything is my fault, Lily is my fault, I shouldn't care about the occasion when I kiss you, and I shouldn't be seen by Sirius and the others—oooh!!!! Your feet!!!!!!" The bird's nest hair, whose instep was so painful from the red-haired girl's stamping, screamed piercingly.

"Next time you talk nonsense, it's not just your feet that will be unlucky!" The red-haired girl waved her small fist dryly at Bird's Nest, angrily pulled him away with her shoulder, and strode out!Niaowotou hurriedly limped to catch up, begging for mercy while chasing—but this time he knew what to say and what not to say.

After the red hair and the bird's nest head left one after another, in the corner of the utility room, a disillusionment spell was slowly invalidating with the icy coldness.

The pale-faced, empty-eyed young man stared at their backs silently, as if someone had taken away his most precious soul.

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