Professor of LVSS is so cute

Lily's full affection and praise for the Potter family made Severus feel extremely depressed and tormented.

He does not have a father who is gentle and kind and can tell good stories, nor does he have a mother who is gentle and considerate who can bake cookies, nor does he have a group of warm and generous friends.

He is withdrawn, he is indifferent, he is out of gregarious... He grew up under his father's abuse and mother's tears, and even his soul has become numb...

Looking at the lively girl in front of him, Severus declined the red-haired girl's warm invitation with a forced smile—the last time he parted on the train, it was enough for him to fully recognize that James Potter really became a threat to him, as he had expected - he didn't express his dislike for the Gryffindor foursome as unreservedly as before, he politely said Using the excuse that Prince has a lot of important things waiting for him to study and get busy successfully concealed his true mood.

In front of the girl he loves, he has learned to hide, learn to be devious, and how to better go along with her.

The humbleness and flattery he once dismissed made the underage Snake King realize that the invisible barrier between him and his beloved girl had thickened a bit.

After the failure of the Christmas holiday invitation, Lily didn't stay in Severus's box for long. When the train traveled a third of the way, her roommate Mary McDonald, who was always inseparable from her, found her.

The freckled Gryffindor, who was committed to being a matchmaker for her and James Potter, ignored the black-haired Prince's gloomy and disgusted eyes, and pulled her away carelessly. He also gave him a provocative look.

The moment Macdonald threw that look, Severus's wand in its holder jerked and then fell silent in the red-haired girl's apologetic green eyes.

The red-haired girl, who never knew what it meant to be polite to the little bamboo horse who tolerated herself in every possible way, swept a lot of snacks on the table into the robe she lifted up, smiling with crooked brows and eyes, and she could vaguely see a smile on her fair cheeks. Little Lidi, "Since everything was bought for me, I'll take it all away, you don't like to eat these anyway - Severus, see you when you get off the bus."

The black-haired boy, who rarely saw a trace of greasy hair, nodded mechanically, and silently watched the red-haired girl shut the door of the box with a bang as her roommate, who was becoming more and more impatient, pulled her.

Accompanied by the harsh sound of closing the door, Severus slowly pressed his hand to his chest, where, just now, it felt as if he had been pricked by a needle, and it hurt so badly.

After Lily left, Severus picked up the heavy book that he had thrown behind his head in order to keep himself from thinking about it, and flipped through it page by page--this time, he got out of the car.

Hogwarts in mid-autumn was already faintly chilly, and now it was already evening, Severus raised his eyes and scanned the surroundings, before throwing a warming spell on himself.

"Come this way, all first years, follow me—I'm Rubeus Hagrid, Keykeeper at Hogwarts..."

A rough and enthusiastic voice came from the front, and Severus, who had been quite keen in hearing since awakening his bloodline, was so shocked that his ears hurt. He looked around again, and after making sure he didn't see the red-haired figure, he frowned. With eyebrows that could kill mosquitoes, he boarded a carriage pulled by a Thestral.

Not long after he got into the carriage, the girl's angry and angry voice sounded from behind, "James Potter, I don't need you to bother to please - there are winners and losers in chess, who asked you to let me! "

"Lily, I'm so wronged by what you said! When did I let you go! You are better at wizard chess than me, isn't it normal for me to lose?" followed by a cautious The male voice, the appearance of that male voice made Severus subconsciously stop the hand that raised the car curtain, and the veins burst from the back of the pale hand.

"That's right, Lily, we can vouch for the prongs on this point, he definitely didn't mean to let you, think about it, who would want to expose his shortcomings in front of the girl he loves, and admit that he is inferior to others—at least I But I never do it like this!" Another male voice, who was afraid of chaos in the world, joined the commotion.

"—Sirius Black!" The annoyed female voice was sharp again!

Severus looked out through the curtain that he had unconsciously thrown open - the red-haired girl was waving her wand and casting innocuous little hexes one after another at a gray-eyed boy, who called Then he jumped to hide behind a disheveled boy with messy hair and made faces at the girl—running around like an eagle catching chickens—and there were a few excited onlookers standing next to them, each of them There are thick smiles on the face.

They seem to be a country of their own, harmonious and inseparable, making the prying teenager jealous.He wanted to muster up the courage to open the curtain completely to greet the girl, he wanted to interrupt this happy picture scroll, he thought—he could only look at the bright smile of the red-haired girl as if the sun was hanging high in a daze.As if he had been petrified, he watched the group of people fight and choose two carriages.

He watched the figure of the girl getting into the car with another boy's earnest support. The prefect badges pinned on their chests seemed to reflect each other, shining brightly in the gradually dimming night.

Because of the bright eyes of the girl with a blushing face - but she never looked at him from the beginning to the end, she twisted the ear of the other black-haired Gryffindor, like a savage girlfriend, you push me He was shoved and dragged into the car by the person who went up first, and rolled into a ball. The laughter echoed in the night sky. The black-haired Slytherin's throat was blocked. That glance, and that sentence: Severus, I'll see you in the car.

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Severus, entering sixth grade, was much busier than he had expected.Having just passed the OWLs, he had misjudged the enthusiasm of the professors for the UWELs - they had gotten crazier beyond reason.Even Professor Slughorn, who always gets along with the students with a kind face, showed his "sinister" side, and Severus, his favorite student, also saw the longer homework assignment. Feeling dizzy... He became more and more busy, and he lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.Fortunately, there are quite a few emaciated candidate candidates like him. Even the senior Slytherins who have always taken care of themselves meticulously are reluctant to be relatives of a national treasure of a certain eastern country.The future Patriarch Prince, who was 'working hard' in the common room, heard Amy's seniors wailing in pain more than once: "Oh! This damn black eye! Even the Glory Potion can't save me!"

Candidates who are tortured by the exams related to future employment are dying. The sense of time and cold and heat has become more and more blurred. In the blink of an eye, half a semester is like riding a firebolt and bid farewell to them.

This morning, it was no different from the past. The senior students stared at the books that were half-suspended by magic in the air, trying to get a reliable future. The students in the lower grades played innocently and laughed .In this peaceful and peaceful atmosphere, a rain of owls began to rain over the Hogwarts auditorium.

Owls flew in one after another, the letter paper swirled and fell in mid-air like snowflakes, and there were one after another roaring letters or the sound of bursting or exploding—this corner where Severus sat, But it was rare quiet.No one will send him letters, and he has no one to send letters to (as for his teacher, he has always shrunk down the double-sided mirror and carried it with him).

"Oh! Thank you Merlin! Thank you Merlin!" A senior Slytherin sitting next to Severus burst into tears of joy. Home Daily was trembling in her hands—her fingers were convulsing, but her eyes were shining like a believer worshiping her own god.

Severus glanced subconsciously, just that one glance - he couldn't think anymore!He stared intently at the slightly trembling newspaper in senior sister's hand. On it, there was a domineering announcement in huge bold letters that the British Ministry of Magic's throne had changed hands!

[A new era has come! 】

The handsome demon king with red eyes is sitting behind a large desk, with a lazy expression on his face, smiling slightly at the camera with the corners of his lips slightly hooked, his scarlet blood pupils are as magnificent as the finest and purest rubies, making people unable to move away line of sight.

Severus felt a sudden tightness in his chest.

He took a quick breath, only to realize that he had forgotten to breathe since the moment he saw the newspaper!

He pressed his chest and looked up.

Looking at it this way, I can really see some of the various forms of sentient beings.

The professors on the teacher's long table frowned and worried; the Gryffindor long table was boiling, and everyone's face was full of resentment. There were people with various expressions on the Crowe long table. They were in groups, as if they were discussing a major topic, staring at the newspaper that had just arrived in their hands; the long Hufflepuff table was in panic all day long, Poor little badgers were barely crying to show their fear - the exact opposite of that was Slytherin!

The little snakes who are usually moody and angry are smiling one by one, wishing to hold a grand ball now to celebrate their honor and ecstasy. They were all happily thinking about the future, and Severus quietly looked at all this, feeling unspeakable pride in his heart: the scene in front of him all came from his teacher, although he was not here when he came, But he controlled the emotions of the entire auditorium!

Severus, who was in a turbulent mood, barely managed to even out his increasingly rapid breathing. Before he had time to figure out how to express his congratulations to his teacher, the double-sided mirror that he had been hiding close to his body all the time suddenly and violently Shake up!Trembling with it: the chords in Severus' heart that were becoming more and more dense.

While everyone was immersed in their own thoughts, Severus quietly exited the auditorium, randomly found a corner where there were no portraits and no one was watching, and took out the double-sided mirror with trembling hands.

On the surface of the mirror with a little copper rust appeared a face that was the same as that in the newspaper just now.

The handsome demon king who had just ascended to the throne of minister smiled slightly at the black-haired boy with shining eyes, "You are thinking about how to congratulate me, aren't you?"

"You... how do you know..." Severus stared at his teacher dumbfounded.

"If I can't even guess your thoughts, I'm not qualified to be your teacher." Voldemort smiled slightly, "Hogwarts must be... very lively right now."

Severus nodded vigorously.

"They're messing with them, don't get involved. I've already ordered Evan Rozier to restrain them. This is a sensitive period. I don't want to hear that Slytherin is fighting for power at Hogwarts. News of bullying other college students."

Severus understood Voldemort's concerns and nodded knowingly.

"You should also pay attention to your safety at school. Although no one knows about our relationship, I'm still worried that someone will notice some clues and control you to threaten me. At that time, I will be afraid of the mouse." Voldemort said in a concerned tone. .

Severus' eyes were red, "Teacher, I will work hard to become stronger."

"You've been working hard, Severus, I know, I've always known." Voldemort comforted his little apprentice in a gentle voice, "Okay, that's it for today, don't forget to contact me if you have anything to do."

Severus nodded again, and he said while nodding, "Teacher should also pay attention to safety. Also, congratulations on becoming our Minister of Magic. I believe you will definitely bring new development and changes to the wizarding world."

Voldemort looked amusedly at his little apprentice's serious official tone, the corners of his lips couldn't help but curled up a bit, he half-jokingly ended with today's headline on the "Daily Prophet" Their connection: "Huh? A new era has come?"

Severus stared intently at the darkened double-sided mirror, and the corners of his mouth were also slightly raised in unconscious pleasure, "Yes," he said softly, "a new era has come."

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The news of Voldemort's successful election as Minister of Magic caused quite a stir in the British wizarding community.Compared with those stubborn wizards who are inherently prejudiced against Slytherin, others have quite a bit of expectation for him-although everyone disagrees with some of the actions of the Demon King in the past few years, but in the past two years, his transformation He has touched the hearts of many people - he is powerful in magic, superior in wisdom, and his skills are much better than the unscrupulous methods in previous years. With a Minister of Magic like him, the future of the British wizarding world is very promising.

Especially the interview he did in "Witches Weekly" some time ago, which moved countless witches who secretly admired him because of his handsomeness.

The powerful appeal of the Demon King can be seen in that issue of "Witch Weekly", which was reprinted more than ten times in a row.

At this moment, the Slytherin common room is playing this interview.A gentle female voice and the headlines of this issue of the "Daily Prophet" sounded one after another. The Slytherin snakes regarded this gentle female voice and calm male voice as the most exciting dance music, and specially opened a song in the common room. The dance floor that came out was rippling intoxicated.

Severus, who declined the invitation to dance, was doing his homework in the corner. He was doing his homework in the corner. He was writing and drawing on the parchment, feeding Ariel with small dried fish, and listening to the moving voice with soft brows and eyes. 'song'.

Due to the fact that a piece of magazine paper was taped to the back of Severus' head, Severus could clearly hear the gentle female voice deliberately lowering her voice, imitating a magnetic and fascinating voice to say : "—Everyone will have a good or bad period of confusion, but mine is really not wonderful, but it already exists, and I have no intention of obliterating it and I can't avoid it. If this is the case, why not face it calmly? Of course , Compared to those mistakes that are irreversible in the end, I have undoubtedly received the gift of Merlin, which went back in time, reversed the years, and made me wake up in time and find my true path."

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Voldemort, who was successful in the election, began to bring his ideas to the newspapers, and his admirers became more and more loving and fanatical—in the end, he became sick to those Death Eaters with the Dark Mark They also want to join him, want to be his direct line, and want to work for him.Among these fanatics, the little snakes of Slytherin are the most outstanding ones-they will gather together whenever they have time to imagine the glorious future of serving under the command of the devil. Among them, Severus, who is Voldemort's student, seems to be Unusually low-key and busy.

Although he was also happy for Voldemort's flourishing career, he was more worried about Voldemort's soul that might go wrong at any time - he couldn't stop himself as if there were wild beasts threatening wildly behind him!He must make his teacher get well as soon as possible, even at all costs.

Severus' tireless research on soul potions was hidden in the cumbersome and lengthy exam preparation, which was really not conspicuous. Voldemort, who was also busy now, naturally did not notice his abnormality.

For Severus' behavior of disregarding himself for him, if Voldemort saw it before, he would definitely be indifferent or even happy to see it, but now he has a rare compassion.The pure and innocent dependence of the little mermaid and the unreserved admiration of the young man are unknowingly entangled into an invisible rope - it is quietly entwined around the cold heart of the devil, bringing both warmth and warmth. Come on.

It told Voldemort invisibly: You are also loved by someone, and you are also someone who is willing to give everything.

The Dark Lord, whose blood of the Feathered Serpent had gradually awakened, couldn't resist the temptation of a sea monster—if Voldemort didn't want to cut off this rare warmth, he would keep it voluntarily, and even backed down unconsciously.

Severus's talent in potions has been unmatched by anyone in the past century.When the Christmas bell quietly rang, a perfect soul potion formula had already appeared on the desk of Severus' dormitory.He had been the brainchild of Severus for months without sleep and food, and the truest expression of his affection for Voldemort.

This year's Christmas, because the Evans couple still did not come back, Lily, under the warm invitation of the Potter family (again, being declined by the little bamboo horse), once again happily froze herself with Sirius and the others. The faintly red fingers were glued to the door key to Potter Manor.

They who took a step ahead did not notice a tall figure wearing a cloak who appeared behind Severus who was waiting for the house elf Gigi to appear at some point, and wrapped his strong arms around the black-haired boy's shoulders superior.

The black-haired Slytherin felt his shoulders being embraced, and frowned slightly. Just as he was about to wave his hand down unceremoniously, his black eyes crashed into a pair of smiling red pupils.

Severus's heart trembled, and he almost blurted out the unique address for the person in front of him. Without realizing it, he grabbed the former's arm, clenched it tightly, and couldn't bear to let go.

The strength on the arm made the devil raise his eyebrows in surprise, "Is it that surprising?"

Severus nodded vigorously, and his vocal cords vibrated several times before he managed to regain his flattered voice: "You, why are you here?!"

"I happen to be free today." Lord Demon King, who didn't say a word about his whim, looked extremely calm, selectively forgetting the mountains of official documents in the office and the horrific wailing of his subordinates.

"You should go back to rest if you have time, I'll be home soon." Severus pursed his lips, his eyes circled around the shadow under Voldemort's eyes, how could the rare rest time be used on him Woolen cloth.

Voldemort looked at the young man who couldn't hide his concern, and the smile in his eyes grew wider, "But I want to pick up my good student," Voldemort said in an obedient manner, "I've never been picked up by anyone before." I have always been looking forward to the existence of such a person."

Severus was taken aback when he heard this—if his teacher had never been picked up by someone, then he was not—because of his father, his mother was very concerned about him coming to Hogwarts. Ci's study of magic was kept secret, even in the first grade...she just asked him to come with the Evans couple...even though they were just ordinary Muggles who knew nothing about the wizarding world.

Severus's heartbeat was a little out of order, and he fixed his eyes on his teacher's scarlet eyes like rubies - I don't know since when, he was no longer afraid of such a pair of red pupils that symbolized blood, on the contrary, he felt very kind, No matter how I look at it, I can’t get enough of it—seriously, “Although I know it’s hard work for the teacher to come and pick me up from his busy schedule, I’m… very, very happy, teacher… You also made up for my regret—” Xi Forlus mustered up all his courage, loosened his grip on Voldemort's arm, and gave the man in front of him a shallow hug that was soaked in the smell of potions all year round.

"Thank you."

The boy's hoarse voice echoed in his ears, but Voldemort's mind was rarely blank.

Such a pure and hopeless embrace seemed to enclose his broken soul, warming his heart that had been icy all year round. He hesitated for a while, and finally hesitant when the black-haired boy was about to step back. In the middle, gently hugged him back.