Professor of LVSS is so cute

The Prince Manor at the end of June was shrouded in brilliant golden sun, which was so beautiful that it took one's breath away.The owner of the manor has no intention of coveting such beautiful scenery, and is busy in the medicine garden specially opened by the manor.

His thin cheeks were a rare blush, and a pair of clear black eyes seemed to be embedded with the two brightest stars, bright and eye-catching, which made people happy.

Regardless of the luxurious black embroidered gold robe on his body, he just knelt on one knee, staring intently at the medicinal plants in front of him that he separated with a silver-handled knife.

The purple medicinal plant protruded two tender roots and wrapped around his wrist. Every time his knife slid down an inch, it trembled, and the green drop-shaped liquid was cut drop by drop like tears. The open space fell into the glass prepared below, and it was soon half full.

Ignoring the itching on his wrists caused by the trembling and twitching of the roots, he split the purple medicinal plant in half bit by bit. With his last knife down, the two tender roots drooped weakly and drained The last drop of green liquid.

The black-haired boy with nervous eyes let out a long breath, replanted the two purple medicinal plants into a new medicine pot, and sprayed them with growth potion carefully, and then wiped them on his forehead. With sweat, he carefully picked up the glass and strode out of the medicine garden.

He walked into his exclusive potion workshop and started a new round of potion research.

It was at this time that green flames burst out from the fireplace in the hall of the manor, and a tall and slender figure walked out from it. He had a pair of scarlet blood eyes and a handsome face that made people dazzled.When he walked out of the fireplace, a translucent ghost followed behind him.The ghost drooped its head, looking dejected and unable to show any energy.

The tired Demon King snapped his fingers, and with a crackling sound, a house-elf wearing a tea towel embroidered with the Prince family crest jumped out.

"Gigi has met the Great Master!"

The sharp voice unique to the house-elf made the Demon King frown slightly, only to feel that the already stinging temple was even worse.

He reached out and pressed it, and asked where their little master was.

Jiji quickly reported that she was in the medicine garden.

The Demon King raised his eyebrows, a familiar expression.

"Just say I'm back and ask him to come down to eat with me."

The devil ordered, and strode towards the restaurant.

The ghost behind him is forced to move with his movements like a marionette.

Three to five minutes later, there were hurried footsteps upstairs.

The Demon King looked up lazily, and a black-haired boy with a dirty robe jumped into his field of vision.

"Teacher!" Severus's voice was filled with joy and admiration into the ears of the Demon King.

The corners of Voldemort's lips twitched, "Come and dine with me." He ordered, with a deep smile in his scarlet blood eyes.

With sparkling eyes, Severus pulled the high back chair and sat down.

"Didn't the teacher say he wouldn't be back until next Friday?" He knocked on the table, and his favorite hearty meal appeared on the table.

Voldemort smiled lightly, and took a sip of the red wine next to him, "That's what I planned, but the situation is better than I imagined, and the kid from the Malfoy family can barely help me, so I'll come back naturally—— After all, your side is more important."

Severus' ears blushed.

He lowered his head reflexively and covered his embarrassment with the movement of cutting steaks.

"...I can use the double-sided mirror to contact you." He tried to speak in a steady voice, but he couldn't hide his rising voice and the joy of being valued.

"How can a double-sided mirror compare to the help I can give you?" Voldemort shook his head disapprovingly, "Or do you not like being in the same room with me?"

"No! Teacher! You must not say that!" Severus almost jumped up from the high-back chair, "I just don't want to trouble you too much!"

A new round of election for the Minister of Magic is about to kick off, how can he distract the teacher at this time.

The panic and annoyance on his face pleased the Demon King.

Voldemort rarely said jokingly, "Have you troubled me less?"

Severus was stunned for a moment, his face blushed suddenly when he thought of all the help his teacher had given him.

"Why can't I be so funny?" Seeing the boy whose face became more and more beautiful in front of him, the demon king who wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in it laughed and shook his head, "I will stay because I am interested in your research topic this time. If you succeed If so, it would be of great help to me.”

Severus pursed the corners of his lips, he was embarrassed to say that he wanted to study this formula just for the sake of his teacher.

Light and shadow floated behind Voldemort blankly, looking at Severus without blinking, they were of the same origin, no one knew better than him what was going on in Severus' mind, and it was precisely because of this clarity, Let him suffer.

In the same way, Voldemort naturally saw what Severus was thinking, and he smiled slightly, "I believe you have accumulated a lot of questions that you want to ask me, so go to the study with me after lunch, and let's take Solve your doubts."

Severus nodded with a twinkle in his eyes.

After lunch, they went to the study together.

Severus began to throw out the questions in his mind one by one, and Voldemort patiently answered them one by one.Occasionally, when there are some questions, he will pause for a while, think for a while, and then tell the answer to the young apprentice in front of him who is thirsty for knowledge.

Severus, who asked, listened, and took notes, didn't notice that the omnipotent teacher in his heart dropped his eyes more than once to a corner of the study room, where - there was a man who was more sad than heart-dead The ghost was making one precise and brilliant answer after another to his increasingly esoteric potions questions.

After the routine question and answer, Severus left contentedly holding the thick notes he had unknowingly saved.

——He knows how difficult it is for his teacher to take time out of his busy schedule to teach him.

Before leaving, he seemed to have thought of something, and the hand on the carved and gilded doorknob did not press down.

Voldemort, who was very satisfied with Severus' knowledge, saw him stop, and looked at him calmly.

Severus hesitated, and said softly, "Teacher, you will definitely get what you want, and none of those candidates can compare to you."

After saying this, he ran out like a giant monster chasing after him.

Unexpectedly, he would suddenly say such words of encouragement. The red-eyed devil raised his eyebrows, glanced sideways at the gloomy ghost nestled in the corner, and the corners of his mouth curled up happily.

Severus rushed out of the study, embarrassed by his impulsiveness.A pair of ears hidden in the black hair were even more flushed with embarrassment.

"How could the teacher participate in the election if he is not sure enough? What am I messing with?"

He murmured, and ran into the potion room that calmed his disturbed state of mind every time, set up a cauldron, and instead of worrying about nothing, he might as well hurry up and research the potion he named Nirvana as soon as possible.

Throwing the cut potion into the cauldron bit by bit, Severus's thin lips curled into a shallow arc - the teacher helped him so much without asking for anything in return, this time, no matter what, he would Let the teacher's wish come true.

Severus stayed in the potions workshop until dinner time, and then, reminded by the house elf, went downstairs to have dinner with Voldemort.

Voldemort was visibly much more refreshed than he was exhausted during lunch.

He was playing with an exquisite gold cup in his hand, and casually waved to the black-haired boy with a hurried expression.

Severus hastily sat down across from Voldemort with an annoyed and uneasy expression on his face.

What annoys me is that I made the teacher wait again, and what worries me is whether the teacher will be angry about it.

Voldemort looked at Severus' lively expression with amused expression, and said softly as if reading his thoughts, "When people are concentrating, it is always difficult to feel the passage of time, which is normal. But I still Let me tell you, Severus, you are still young, and it is time to grow your body, so it is not good for you to eat and eat when you are hungry."

Voldemort's expression was not serious, but Severus was flushed with embarrassment.He responded in a low voice, and the two began to eat.

After enjoying the sumptuous and delicate meal, Voldemort asked Severus if there was anything else to do tonight.Although Severus still missed his research, Voldemort rarely had time to spend with him, so he hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

Voldemort, who fully felt the attachment of the boy in front of him to him, raised the corners of his mouth happily, and patted Severus on the shoulder, "Since there is nothing wrong, come and chat with me."

Severus' Adam's apple slipped nervously, "You, aren't you busy?"

"For the sake of my favorite student, no matter how busy I am, I have to find time to come," Voldemort said with a smile, "Severus, don't be nervous, you can tell me anything, take it easy, I am your teacher , not some terrible scourge."

Severus almost dug a hole and buried himself.

The two sat down in a small living room. Voldemort chatted with Severus patiently, and occasionally asked him about his understanding and thoughts on some current affairs.

Severus naturally answered every question, a pair of shiny black pupils stared at his beloved teacher, the admiration and admiration in his eyes made Voldemort very satisfied.

As the two talked, they unknowingly talked about Severus' beloved Ome.Severus, who knew how much his teacher hated Muggle-born wizards, had a rare panic flash in his eyes when the topic accidentally involved Lily.