Professor of LVSS is so cute

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.The helplessness that the teacher thought he had hidden well was seen by the future potions master.Severus, whose heart seemed to be blocked by something, no longer had the pleasure of enjoying delicious food, staring blankly at the table full of delicacies, speechless.

Knowing that he was feeling sorry for himself, the Demon King unconsciously softened his eyes that had been frozen all year round. He stared at his distraught apprentice, and asked in a rare and earnest tone: "What? Severus, what is it here? Not to your liking?"

Knowing that the teacher must be sadder than him, Severus shook his head hastily, and picked up the tableware he didn't know when to put it down again.

The Demon King watched his every move with a smile on his face, as if he couldn't see his tasteless taste.

Severus was disturbed by his look, sipped the soup on his lips, and blinked, "Teacher?"

Voldemort smiled slightly, "Is Severus feeling sorry for me?"

Severus froze for a moment, his face becoming more and more disturbed.

"I thought you'd be happy for me—" Severus' eyes widened suddenly.

Happy? !

"Yes, Severus, you heard me right," Voldemort stared at the astonished face of the young man in front of him, "I really thought you would be happy for me." The young man who looked like this made him almost think that he saw the message for him And the ignorant mermaid who repeatedly uttered pure magic power.

"...Master, I don't understand." Severus' voice was full of confusion.He couldn't understand what his teacher said.

Happy?What is he so happy about?Is it because the blood vessel purification potion is ineffective?

"Severus, do you remember what I told you about the reason why my soul was unstable?" Voldemort looked seriously at the black-haired boy with a puzzled face.

Severus was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes wide again as if realizing something.

Voldemort smiled slightly, "I told you that I used to be unwilling to accept the Muggle blood in my body, and I have been working hard to get rid of them from my body, no matter how high the price is. Now, I am no longer the same as before. This kind of stubbornness makes people laugh, but there may not be no regrets in my heart... Yes, I am sorry, I regret that I have been thinking about it for so many years, but I can’t taste my long-cherished wish. Now, although my soul is still the same, but my blood, but Thoroughly cleansed - Severus, you should be happy for me just for that."

"But the teacher's soul..." Severus' voice was a little dry. As a mixed race, he understood the teacher's desire for pure blood, but he was more worried about the teacher's soul.

"There will always be a way," Voldemort said in a firm tone, staring at the black-haired boy who was full of plans for himself, "you know, beside me is the last and best Prince in the world." ah."

Severus' pupils constricted suddenly, and he looked back at his teacher who was full of smiles and encouragement, his eyes were moist.

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Voldemort's unreserved trust made Severus very motivated. In order to make his teacher get better as soon as possible, and to make himself no longer helpless like last time, he put Voldemort in those thick books about souls in his study He took out the books and read them carefully. At the same time, he didn't forget the summer vacation plan that Voldemort specially set for him, plus the spare time he squeezed out to tend the medicine garden - Severus's vacation can be described as He was packed to the brim.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to start school.

Severus hadn't seen his teacher for half a month since they parted at the restaurant last time.

This morning, amidst the screams of the magic alarm clock, Severus got up from the fluffy and soft quilt, blinked his sleepy eyes, and twisted and kicked in the quilt without any accident. Kicking his own legs - throwing a pair of soiled underwear onto the bedroom rug.

Ever since he talked to Voldemort that time, the young professor no longer shy away from his erotic dreams - no matter how absurd and embarrassing they may be, he can still forget them when he wakes up.

Due to the start of school today, Severus packed himself up early and prepared his luggage to bring to school, but even so, Gigi directed the remaining elves in the house to run wild— — Severus heard its high-pitched yelling more than once.

Soon it was time to go, Severus drank the last sip of broth in the bowl, grabbed the drowsy Ariel and stuffed it into the birdcage, and grabbed Jiji's respectfully extended hand to phantom Apparatus—the double-sided mirror he had been carrying with him vibrated without warning.

Severus' eyes lit up, and he took out the double-sided mirror with a jaw-dropping speed and carefully held it in front of his eyes: "Teacher!" His voice was full of undisguised excitement and admiration.

——Judging from the "Daily Prophet" that he receives every day, Severus can clearly recognize that his teacher is currently in a very critical period——The Order of the Phoenix under the leadership of Dumbledore He is trying every means to prevent Voldemort from successfully running for office; some veteran neutral wizard pure-blood families are not willing to stand on his side (feeling that his actions are too cruel and tyrannical); He is Dumbledore's best friend and loyalist, and Voldemort's attempt to win the British Ministry of Magic's position by running for office can be described as difficult - he simply does not dare or have the heart to disturb him, even if it is such an important thing as the start of school .

"Almost missed it," the Mo Dynasty with a faint smile on his mouth made a feigned anger expression on the black-haired boy with eyes full of surprise, "You didn't know to notify the teacher when school was about to start, but now the teacher can't send it to you." is you."

Severus stared at the red-eyed king in the double-sided mirror with sparkling eyes, and bubbles of joy were flying in his heart, "I know you are busy, so naturally I dare not disturb you too much."

"What? You still say such polite words in front of the teacher? Are you afraid that I will punish you?" Voldemort seemed to enjoy the feeling of chatting with students like this, and his aura softened a lot, "Be careful at school, Don't forget the time once you boil the potion, and contact me anytime if you have any urgent matters, the double-sided mirror I gave you is not a decoration."

The upturned corners of Severus's mouth almost didn't reach his ears. He listened carefully to the teacher's rare nagging, and almost nodded his head with excitement.

Just like that, you talked with me for a while, and Voldemort took the lead to end the long-lost conversation. Although Severus was a little bit reluctant to let go, he still watched his teacher considerately disappear on the other side of the double-sided mirror.

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After the conversation with the teacher came to an end, Severus, accompanied by Gigi, arrived at platform nine and three-quarters.The platform at this moment is crowded with people.

The meowing of the students' pets, the nagging of their parents, and the cheers of reunion of old friends were mixed together, making people's ears buzzing.

Severus, who was accustomed to enjoying the quietness in Prince Manor, was suddenly hit by the noise, and felt a bit dizzy—he shook his head vigorously, and waved goodbye Gigi, a house elf with a runny nose and tears, pushed his luggage to the train—he desperately needed a quiet box to stay in.

The most indispensable thing on the Hogwarts train is the box, Severus quickly picked an empty one and walked in, he put his luggage, took out a shrunken hardcover book from his pocket and enlarged it , Turning over page by page.He looked at it seriously, and soon lost himself in it—until a young witch pushing a small snack trolley knocked on the door of his box with a smile on her face.

Severus didn't have much appetite at this time, after all, he had just eaten from home not long ago, but he thought that Lily might come over, so he bought some snacks symbolically and put them on the low table in the middle.

About half an hour later, the box door was knocked open again.

The red-haired witch pursed her pink lips slightly, and looked at him without blinking her eyes.

Severus' heart skipped a beat.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" The red-haired girl standing at the door of the box with her arms folded raised her eyebrows, as if I would leave immediately if you disagreed.

Severus almost jumped up when he heard that - grabbed the red-haired girl's hand hard.

Lily struggled several times but failed to get away, and was dragged into the box by him.

The apprehensive young man pointed to the beautiful things on the table, and clumsily emphasized: "I bought them all for you."

The awkwardness on Lily's face suddenly became much less.

She casually picked up a pack of chocolate frogs and tore them apart, glanced at the old man with white beard on the card, muttered regretfully why it wasn't Osvaldo Bimisi, and asked Severus why Do not come to her.

Severus watched the poor chocolate frog struggling desperately in the red-haired witch's teeth, swallowed dryly twice, and said in an objective tone as much as possible, "Didn't you go to Potter's house during summer vacation? Then they It must be the station that came with you, I don't want to embarrass you by conflicting with them, so..."

"That's why you didn't wait for me to get in the car first?" Lily put down the chocolate frog that had gnawed on half of her body, and continued the bamboo horse's unfinished words.

Severus nodded earnestly.

The expression on Lily's face became extremely tangled.

She looked at her little bamboo horse hesitantly: "Is it really possible that you will never reconcile at all?"

Severus' face immediately turned black, and his thin lips were stretched into a straight line.

Lily didn't notice his expression, and was still racking her brains trying to convince him, "—Actually, after getting along with them for a long time, you will find that they are not as bad as we imagined. There will be a lot of interesting games, you don't know how happy I am this summer, Mr. and Mrs. Potter are also very good, they are very friendly, let us mess around in the manor, and will tell us about the long-winded wizarding world Mr. Potter's story is much more beautiful than Professor Binns's. You don't know how interesting those little stories are. Oh, and Mrs. Potter's baked cookies, I don't know if she added something delicious to it Magic, it tastes so good, Severus, if you go with me, you will definitely change your mind - they are going to invite me and my friends for Christmas this year, I hope you You can also come with me..."

The future head of Slytherin froze as he listened to the girl he loved telling the story of another boy who adored her, including the boy's family and his amiable parents.

His chest was congested, but he didn't know how to stop the girl from continuing. He could only foolishly let the girl try to brainwash him, and let his heart fall into a deeper abyss.

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