[HP] When a son dresses up as an old man

This was Snape's first night at Potter's house, and he, who never recognized strangers, slept peacefully on that luxurious and comfortable big bed, not even noticing the owl that was dazed by the confusion spell outside the window.

Bits of dim yellow light leaked from the room, and the owl was flopping about in the cage. Is James stupid?No, he was just pretending that he didn't know anything. After all, he's been around for more than 20 years, and he's been through the war, so he still has acumen. Snape had been in a good mood lately, the joy of being appreciated and affirmed.So he intercepted Snape's letters, perhaps a bit mean, but he just wanted to know who the person Snape was communicating with was.

"Lucius Malfoy." James sighed, the letter in his hand was about potions, and Lucius said he needed more of that potion last time.Last time, it meant that Snape had already started brewing potions for Voldemort, but judging from the meaning in the letter, Snape didn't know that his potions were made for Voldemort.

Should he return the letter to Snape? James was in a dilemma, he could hide it for a while, but he couldn't hide it for the rest of his life. There was no clear solicitation in this letter, but Lucius Malfoy was always good at hiding and scheming. The more Snape got in touch with him, the more difficult it was for James to feel at ease.

After thinking for a while, he restored the letter to its original shape and let the owl hold it.Now that Snape and Malfoy were on the line, destroying the letter would only make them suspicious, and he would never let Lucius bring Snape to Voldemort again!Maybe, he really should talk to Albus, even if Albus thinks he is crazy, he must tell him about the Horcrux, and he really needs Albus' help. James clenched his fists, he couldn't believe that he couldn't keep Snape safe for the rest of his life if he tried his best in two lifetimes.

Kevin stood aside respectfully, seeing his young master's face getting darker and darker. The young master has really changed a lot recently. He has grown up and learned to hide his thoughts.

"Master, these invitations..."

James came back to his senses and looked at the invitation letters scattered all over the table. The content on them was similar, it was nothing more than sorry for what happened to you, your father Lingtang is a close friend of mine, and he invited you to a family reunion and so on.

"Master, the commotion outside has become more and more fierce recently, and many people are staring at our Potter house. The master and wife have gone, and the master seldom appears. They don't know our attitude... Master, what do you think?" Kevin In the past, he didn't expect the young master to have any future, but recently, seeing the young master's performance, it seems that he has calmed down and started to manage the family business.Nobles are different from ordinary wizards. A noble needs to put the interests of the family above personal interests. The deceased master is a very competent manager of the big family. He has always supported the White Wizard camp, but he has never shown his feet.

"Don't worry about it, I will personally write a letter to decline." James understood the conflict of interests involved, the connections and money needed to expand his power, and decided that Voldemort could only cooperate with nobles. James is now the sole heir of the Potter family, and as one of the three oldest families, his attitude is very important.

"After all, I'm only 15 years old now, and I haven't graduated yet. No matter how anxious they are, they will wait until I become an adult and officially take over the family business before starting. Now it's just a boring temptation." The war has already begun, Potter The family's roots in the magic world are very deep, and there are intricate disputes over the interests of various nobles, and it is not yet time to express their attitude by cooperating or turning their faces.

Kevin is very relieved, the young master has really grown up, it must be the blessing of the old lady's spirit in heaven!

"Let's not talk about that for now, Kevin, how did the investigation go last time?" This is what James is most concerned about now.

"Master, there are quite a few offshoots of that family, and they have recently been favored by the Dark Lord. There is a lot of movement. It seems that he is going to re-elect an heir and restore the former glory." Kevin didn't know what the young master's sudden investigation of that family was for.

James scoffed at that.

"Hmph, the orthodox bloodline is almost gone, so why push for an heir?" James was very disapproving.

"Master, to put it bluntly, mixed blood is no different from a mudblood to nobles. They will never accept an heir with Muggle blood." Even an enlightened family like Potter has never had a mixed blood heir , After all, that family is the Slytherin family, and now it has been reactivated by the Dark Lord... After all, a half-blood is a half-blood, and it is a shame to the family. At most, it is used in private, but it is absolutely impossible to admit his identity on the stage of.The nobles would not agree, and the Dark Lord would not offend the noble family for a small pawn.

James also understood this truth. Last time, Voldemort hid Snape as a hidden child. He used Snape, but in the end he didn't give him anything. It was because Snape was a half-blood, a half-blood who couldn't get on the stage! Snape was the real heir to the Prince family, and Voldemort knew it too, but he didn't do anything!Since Voldemort chose to sacrifice Snape last time, he can still do it this time! James looked at the gloomy night outside the window, he really wanted to switch with Snape, he didn't care about pure blood nobles at all.Power, fame...everything Snape wanted, he could afford, without relying on Voldemort.

James is a standard man of action. A plan flashed through his mind, and he immediately sat down and wrote a letter to Albus Dumbledore as the heir of the Potter family, inviting him to have a secret meeting at the house. Snacks and honey black tea.

For the first time, James sighed, without Hermione as a think tank, everything depends on himself, life is as lonely as snow!

Snape was woken up by Brahms' symphony. When he opened his eyes, the window was already bright. It took him a long time to realize that this was not his dark, shabby little room.Sitting up, I was about to change clothes or something, but before I took off my pajamas, the door of the room swung open.

"Oh my God!" Snape jumped up in a panic, watching a bunch of house elves in servant clothes filing into his room, subconsciously pulling up the quilt to cover him.

"Good morning, Master Snape." A well-trained voice rang out in unison.

"Get out, please!" Snape said sullenly. He hadn't had much contact with house-elves, and he was still very unfamiliar with this kind of creature.

The house elves were unmoved, and stood in a row, holding milk and bath towels in their hands...

"Young Master ordered us to come and help Master Snape get up. This is the way the Potter family treats guests. Please drink milk." The head elf was called Vivian, and she was the head elf of the Potter family.

Snape stared at the stern-looking elves for a while before taking the glass of milk, and even being waited on when he got up, it turned out that this was the life James lived at home, it was corrupt enough.

Vivian took the empty cup away, then snapped his fingers, and the scene in the room suddenly changed. Snape watched the scenery constantly changing, as if the stars were changing. He had read in books that this was the space magic of elves.Before Snape could be surprised enough, he had already splashed into the water.The scene was completely changed, and the place where Snape was now was the bathroom, which was three times larger than the prefect's bathroom at Hogwarts. Even if the bathroom was a swimming pool, no one would object to it.

Snape stood up from the water in embarrassment, coughed a few times, there seemed to be a pair of magic hands on Snape's head, all kinds of brushes were moving spontaneously on his body, Snape was extremely unaccustomed to hiding, and then was caught Pulled back.Snape's voice echoed in the bathroom, and it was unclear if he was crying or laughing.

"Haha! I'm ticklish, don't move my waist!"

After scrubbing clean from inside to outside, Vivian snapped his fingers again, and the scene changed rapidly again, this is the finishing room, Nuo Da's room is like a dance studio, surrounded by mirrors, Snape is wearing a bathrobe, sitting in the wet On the chair, the elves were helping him dry his hair.

Vivian rubbed her chin, looked at Snape in the mirror, chatted with the elf next to her for a long time, and then clapped her hands. Snape changed his clothes from head to toe, black casual clothes.Then, with another snap of his fingers, Snape returned to his bedroom.

"Master Snape, please go to the restaurant for breakfast. Master is already waiting for you." Vivian led the way respectfully. After going through a circle, Snape was dizzy, and his head was still dazed. Walking down slowly, I saw James in white sitting on a long dining table. The table was filled with a rich breakfast, with dishes of various tastes, including American, British, Chinese and even Japanese.

"Good morning, Severus." James was in a good mood, sizing up Snape, who was dressed in black suit appropriately, and his iceberg face was also a kind of temperament, the professor was getting more and more handsome.

"Good morning." Snape sat across from James.

"How does it feel?" James winked at Snape expectantly, playboy's life.

"Well, the space magic of house elves is so interesting." Snape nodded, his mind was now full of the magic abilities of elves, no need for spells or wands, just do what you want.

"I haven't really seen their abilities before. I only know that they are immune to the interference of magical magnetic fields, and they can also use Apparation in Hogwarts." Snape said seriously, and the action of eating was even more educated. James, who was opposite The black line on his face was pulled down, the professor's thinking is always so confusing...

The owl flew in through the skylight and left the letter in front of Snape. Snape recognized the owl as belonging to the Malfoys.

"Who wrote you the letter?" James asked knowingly while sitting across from him. He had cast a confusion spell on the owl, and it didn't wake up until this morning.

"You don't care." Snape put the letter away. It was probably about the potion again. The frequency and intensity of Mr. Malfoy's need for that potion was increasing. To be honest, Snape was a little startled.The magic power stabilizer he is concocting now is like poison, and ordinary wizards will die if they drink it!

Snape frowned again as he thought about it, James couldn't bear to see Snape's frowning expression.

"Severus, let me take you for a ride."

"I don't know how to ride a horse." Snape gave James a weird look, he didn't even know how to ride a broom, what about riding a horse.

"Not an ordinary horse." James smiled.

"It's Pegasus."

Pegasus, produced in Iceland, Ireland and other places, has a snow-white body and is one of the necessary means of transportation for traveling. The Potter family kept some in captivity. Although they were not as big as hippogriffs, their personalities were much more docile. Many nobles liked this noble and beautiful creature.

The Potter family, like the Malfoy family, likes to keep some exotic animals in captivity in their own manor. Snape followed James to the stables where the Pegasus was raised. There was dry straw everywhere, and there was a vast grassland outside. The lovely flying horses The horse 'walks' in the air.

Using cute little animals to gain favor is also one of James' methods to win over Snape, but there are not many magical creatures that can catch Snape's eyes, and Pegasus is one of them.If you want to win Snape's favor, you must first not look stupid. For example, something like a three-headed dog will never catch Snape's attention.

The nurse blew a whistle, and the Pegasus deftly flew down from the sky, and stopped in front of James and Snape, obediently lowering its head.The little Pegasus was indeed very upbeat, and Snape touched the other's smooth and white fur a few times with interest. Hogwarts didn't have Pegasus, he had only seen this creature in books, and heard that Beauxbatons used Pegasus as a means of transportation, which sounded much better than a broom.

"Would you like to ride it? It's very good." What James had in mind was that he wanted to share a ride with Snape. Snape wasn't very good at flying, and if he got scared halfway through the flight... Hey hey.

"I haven't ridden before." Snape was only a 15-year-old boy now, easily attracted by these new gadgets, and a little tempted by James' suggestion.

"It's okay, I'll just guide you behind you." James tried his best to make his smile not look so treacherous, but honest and sincere.

The little pegasus seemed to sense the urgency of its master, and very cooperatively rubbed its face against Snape's arm. Snape was overjoyed when he saw that the pegasus was so close to him!

"James, teach me." A faint smile appeared on Snape's face.

"Okay." James held back the excessive enthusiasm, stepped forward naturally, hugged Snape's waist and sat on the horse's back, while he turned himself on the horse very skillfully, and sat behind Snape, hands Looping around Snape's waist, he grabbed the reins.

"Sit tight." James said in Snape's ear, hot air on the skin of Snape's cheeks and neck, making Snape's skin crawl, and turning his head to warn him not to speak in his ear, but All of a sudden, I met that handsome face, so close that even the tips of my noses were almost touching. Snape coughed awkwardly and turned his head forward again.

James pulled the reins, and Pegasus started galloping on the flat grass. After running for a certain distance, the huge wings spread, jumped up, and soared towards the sky.

Snape grabbed James' arm nervously, the wind whistled past his ears, if Snape was born to be the nemesis of flying, then James could be said to be born to be a master of flying, in fact, James loved this kind of flying under the nine heavens very much The feeling of dancing with the wind and clouds, the blue sea and clear sky, the world is at your feet. James is clever, even a bad-tempered guy like a Hippogriff can handle it, not to mention a well-behaved Pegasus.

On the contrary, Snape felt terrified, the Pegasus's wings fluttered on both sides of his body, touching his legs constantly, his body rose and fell with the Pegasus's ups and downs, bumping non-stop, but the fur was as smooth as silk , couldn't sit still and couldn't hold onto it, making Snape feel like he was about to fall.The only thing that could be firmly held was James' arm, Snape seemed to be grasping at straws, and instinctively leaned back, clinging to the man behind him.Yes, that guy was completely different from his panic, with a relaxed expression on his face.

"Would the broom be more comfortable, or the pegasus more exciting?" James deliberately let the pegasus fly sideways, making Snape pale with fright.

"Neither of them! Flying really isn't for me at all." Snape made the best choice, and now he was pretty sure he liked neither.

"Don't jump to conclusions so early." James stopped scaring Snape, pulled back the reins to control the speed, and Pegasus' body slowly stabilized, riding the wind to soar slowly.

Snape heaved a sigh of relief as if he had been saved, his body was no longer bumpy, and now he felt like he was riding a hot air balloon. He began to have the mood to appreciate the lakes and mountains. Seeing from the sky without any obstacles, everything in the world has a thrilling beauty.The sun shines on the lake, showing thousands of colors, high mountains and high mountains, dark willows and bright flowers.

"Do you like it?" James' voice was in his ears, with a hot breath, which made Snape startled and began to feel inexplicably embarrassed again.

"It's not bad." Snape managed to maintain a coffin face, James' body temperature was very high, leaning against him even though the wind was strong beside him, Snape didn't feel cold, instead... it was getting hotter...

At the moment when Snape was extremely tangled, James' mood didn't calm down much. From the moment Snape took the initiative to lean on him just now, his heart was in a mess like a tap dance. If Snape was willing to return If you look over your head, you will find that James' face has already turned red into a big tomato.I couldn't help but want to get close to Snape, but after I got close, I felt flustered. This feeling was very... very similar...