[HP] Started by accident

With a grunt, Jack forced himself to smile and walked to sit next to Snape, then stared at the slightly frowning person who was discussing with Lucius, until Snape slowly put his hands on him and unconsciously clenched his fists He opened his hand, which was slightly cool and dry, and held those cool fingers instead, buried his troubles and self-blame deep in his mind, closed his eyes and opened them, Jack knew what he should do in the future, how to deal with it. This man who put everything behind him is more meticulous, more caring, and - more loving.

"Lucius...you really decided to do this? Veritaserum and those potions are not the problem, the problem is, how do you plan to get those people out of that place, and you have to act like they escaped by themselves! You Although it is a good way to use this to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic, it requires careful planning! And I don't think your head, which is flooded with radiance potions, can consider this!"

Facing Snape's question, Lucius looked at Jack who was sitting beside Snape smiling and silent, blinked his eyes, and smiled with confidence.

"Severus, I'm not stupid enough to do those things tomorrow, of course I will plan in detail, so the actual implementation will take next year, and the exact date depends on Jack's progress. As for infiltrating the Ministry of Magic, I have already started to prepare, of course, a decent official needs a perfect appearance, so, Severus, the radiance potion is also very important~"

After hearing what Lucius said, Jack looked up at the nobleman who was smiling gracefully, and shook the suddenly stiff fingers in his hand.

"Hehe, if everything goes well, then sometime next year, as the first experience of my lovely team members, what you said seems to be a good action mission, and I will choose a good time."

Snape didn't look at Jack, but stared at Lucius expressionlessly, with a slight flame in his black eyes.

"Lucius... I remember I said, don't let him participate in it! Or is it that your memory has declined early and you forgot your promise to me! Letting him train those so-called warriors for you is already the limit!"

Putting away his smile, Lucius looked at his friend with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"Severus, I never wanted to break my promise to you, but Jack has already been involved. When you decided to be together, do you still want to hide or avoid him at this point? Or Said, you want me to find those who are equally capable but staring at the wizarding world, that is tantamount to leading the tiger to drive the wolf away! And Jack is your man, I believe in you! As for his ability, you know better than me, Is not it?"

Without answering, Snape looked at the air, and heard Lucius sigh.

"Huh... Severus, I am for Malfoy, for Xiaolong, and you, what is it for? Could it be that you haven't made up your mind yet!"

Jack didn't speak, but lightly stroked Snape's clenched hand with him, again and again, feeling the tiny lines on the cool skin, as if what Lucius said was just some insignificant things.

"...I'll let you know when those are ready, Lucius, now, lift up your noble ass and leave my house!"

Lucius heaved a sigh of relief, stood up gracefully, fiddled with the snake staff, and narrowed his eyes as he stared at the open snake mouth.

"Also, Severus, after I'm ready to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic, I think we need to have a conversation with the Headmaster of Hogwarts, for some common purpose!"

Snape, who was about to get up, froze for a moment, lowered his eyes, and a hint of sarcasm curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"It should be said that you have finally let go of the so-called aristocratic norms? Lucius, you are actually able to consider this!"

Glancing at Snape, Lucius stepped into the fireplace, and the moment the green flames rose, he dropped a sentence.

"Severus, if the price of adhering to the principles is the decline of Malfoy and the separation of his family, then I don't mind using it flexibly at certain times, or in other words—abandoning those rigid dogmas!"

Snape lowered his head slightly for Lucius' words, while Jack reached out his hand to stop the man's shoulder.

"Huh? Darling, would you like some afternoon tea?"

Snape raised his head, looked at Jack's smiling face, and gritted his teeth.

"...before we have some afternoon tea, I thought we could do something good for your body!"  …

With a plop, Jack fell on the lawn with his limbs stretched out and breathed heavily. His tight T-shirt was already soaked with sweat and stained with dirt and grass clippings. His surroundings were in a mess, with shallow pits and those that had been cut from the soil. Half of the green grass lifted up in the ground was pitifully crooked in the dug out soil.

Panting slightly, Snape put away his wand, walked slowly to the man lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and kicked the man's leg.

"Get up! Starting today, 3 hours a day! Mr. Raymond, it seems that you need to work harder! Until you no longer need those ridiculous 'props'!"

Squinting his eyes, Jack watched Snape's feet walk away from him, then suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the man's ankle and pulled it hard, turning his body over, just right to become the human flesh of Snape who fell down for a moment Mat, tightly hugged the waist of the man who was struggling to get up, raised his head, and kissed fiercely on the cheek that was flushed with anger.

"Hey! Sev! You cheated! If you got close, you know, I would never be in such a mess!"

Annoyed, Snape propped himself up against Jack's shoulders, but the strong hands on his waist could only make the distance between him and Jack less than half the length of his forearm, squinting his eyes, watching the ends of his hair falling On Jack's face, it swayed slightly with his movements.

"Your skull is so thick that there are only bones left and no room for the brain? Jack. Raymond! No wizard is stupid enough to fight in hand-to-hand combat! This is the wizarding world, not your stupid, relying on A place where brute force is won! If you can't learn to deal with those silent attacks, now! Immediately! Get out of here! Real wizard-to-wizard battles, same 'training' as you do with those little trolls 'Totally different! Or, would you rather get a cold medal in a wizard's cemetery?"

Jack put away the smile at the corner of his mouth, and silently looked at Snape's eyes, which were dark and deep, which made him addicted irresistibly. He stroked his right hand up along his waist little by little, and placed it on Snape's eyes. On the neck, he forced the man to lie on his body little by little. With his breathing undulating slightly, he brushed aside the somewhat messy black hair and touched the sweaty hairline. Jack's voice became low and deep. soft.

"Sev, are you worried about me? Don't worry, I used to be on the verge of life and death, and I didn't care at that time, but now, with children, and—you, how can I give up? Uh huh! I definitely won't Let someone else take advantage of it, and you will never leave my side!"

Snape froze, then struggled to break free from Jack's confinement, kicked the man's calf viciously, didn't even look at the man holding his leg and grinning, and rushed back to the house, damn it!How on earth did that bastard's head figure out what he meant!Why can, can you say that kind of thing without any scruples!

Hearing the door being closed vigorously, Jack stopped holding his legs and 'wailing', and let himself lie on the lawn again, squinting his eyes to look at the sun. Indeed, Snape's attack and those teenagers' attacks It's completely different, sharp and tricky, it's real fighting, not the jerky and rigid attack methods of those children who are bound by rules and regulations, which makes him really begin to understand the power of those magics, and makes him put away Contempt for magic, and began to face up to the fact that he was about to face...

Sitting opposite Dumbledore, Snape refused the dessert that the old wizard offered him, watched the long white beard tremble and puff impatiently.

"Albus! I don't think your so-called 'little meeting' meant me sitting here and watching you demonstrate how to enjoy those unbearable desserts!"

"Oh, Severus, why don't you give it a try, you're missing out on a lot of fun~"

"Shut up! Albus! I don't have time to waste arguing with you about these sweet treats!"

"Okay okay, Severus, you've always been so impatient, so what's up with Mr. Raymond?"

Dumbledore put down the milk tea in his hand and looked at the expressionless Snape until a smirk appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.

"Mr. Raymond? If you mean whether he is alive, then there is no doubt that the answer is-yes, he is alive and has enough strength to perform another thrilling performance!"

Dumbledore leaned back in his chair and rolled his eyes with a smile.

"Oh, Severus, Mr. Raymond is indeed very powerful, hehe, it's rare to see you care about someone so much, your relationship is really good!"

When Snape heard this, his face turned black, and he glared fiercely at a certain great white wizard who could no longer see the smile.

"Albus, do I need to remind you again? I don't have time to waste talking nonsense to you!"

"Okay okay, Severus, I'm just showing my concern, after all..."

Snape closed his mouth, and his eyes were blank for a moment. Dumbledore looked at it, sighed, sat up straight, put his elbows on the table, and lightly closed his fingertips to form a pointed tower.

"Jack Raymond, Severus, what do you know about him?"

Snape snorted coldly, and kept his eyes on his fingers on his knees, as if he had never looked at his hands carefully.

"Don't make up your mind, Albus, he's not one to be manipulated! Whether it's you or anyone else!"

"Severus, I don't think you should be included among the others~"

Snape raised his head slowly, met Dumbledore's eyes hidden behind the glasses, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"Oh, yes, he still needs my potion, hey, Dumbledore, what the hell are you trying to say!"

Frowning slightly, Dumbledore seemed hesitant.

"Severus, he—Mr. Raymond's strength is beyond what we know. Even though he was so weak afterwards, it is obvious that he recovered unscathed! Those horrible scars, Severus Les, don't tell me it's all because of your potion and Bobby's healing magic, of course, your abilities are unquestionable!"

Leaning back in his chair, Snape looked at Dumbledore and sneered.

"So? Albus, what are you going to do? Win him over, or - destroy?"

Disregarding the sarcasm in Snape's tone, Dumbledore sighed.

"Severus, I just want to make sure nothing happens, you know, v..."

"Albus! My memory isn't bad enough for you to keep reminding me! And I don't think that's full of... put away your stupid smiley face!"

Dumbledore looked at Snape's fire-breathing eyes with a smile, pinched a green candy and stuffed it into his mouth with regret, and then his facial features almost wrinkled together.

"Tsk tsk, it tastes like lime! Huh~ okay, okay, Severus, I believe you will get along well with Mr. Raymond haha!"

Snape stood up abruptly, glared fiercely at the old headmaster who was gasping for breath, gritted his teeth, turned his head and strode out of the office.

"Albus! Your cavity potion is on hold! I think some ingredients need to be improved!"

Dazed for a moment, Albus watched Snape's robes roll away and disappeared outside the door, put away his smile, and slowly picked up a creamy yellow candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Ah, milk flavor, really good..."...