Snape drove away the flattering house-elf—if it wasn't a bad habit developed after being with the old chameleon for a long time, he removed all the useless golden decorations in the office , All of a sudden, the indoor space expanded a lot and became deserted. If there were fewer candles, it would be even more gloomy.

But Snape is used to the few and indifferent environment, even if he is deep in a really gloomy cave, he can get by, and his dormitory - although he has no plans to spend the night, he is still the same Empty all the excessive decorations, leaving behind the black velvet four-poster bed, the bed sheets are dark green, and the complicated combination patterns are outlined with gold threads. The pattern looks like Arabic style, and the simple pattern is passed through After the combination, it becomes complex and regular. Such a low-key and luxurious craftsmanship really conforms to Slytherin's aesthetics.

Snape took one more look at the classroom where he was about to teach before leaving. Fortunately, the house-elf didn't try to be smart anymore.He checked the materials that he had ordered in advance, and all of them were put into the material cabinet. As for the materials that needed to be processed, he decided to find some energetic ADHD children to help.

Before going back, Snape found Pomfrey again. She had just returned from the auditorium. She had indeed raised a lot of opinions and helped revise the lyrics of the school anthem. Walking with that kind of joyful atmosphere.

"Severus, did you see the pattern on the ceiling when you passed the auditorium? I specially asked Albus to replace it with the starry sky pattern with the sun and the moon flying in the sky. Muggle-born children have never seen the sun and the moon together at the same time." They'll remember it very well." Madam Pomfrey said gleefully, almost telling Snape that it was her proposal.

"That's a special welcome for new students." Snape complimented with a hypocritical twitch of his lips, but he didn't notice the broken ceiling at all.

"There is something I want to consult." Snape returned anxiously, and he began to explain his reason for coming, "Isn't a person in the first trimester supposed to suffer from loss of appetite and nausea all day long? But—"

"But the one in your family has a pretty good appetite, and doesn't have morning sickness, does she?" Madam Pomfrey laughed, and now she knew why Snape came here to look for her. There is no need to know about the bachelor, anyway, he will not have a child at his age.

"Everyone's pregnancy status is different. It has something to do with physical fitness and hormone levels. I think the one in your family must be in good health, and that child is also very well-behaved. He is really a caring baby!"

"He also vomited at the beginning, but now he eats some summer oranges and drinks some lemonade every day, eats very little vegetables, and refuses to drink nutritional potions." Snape pursed his lips, his face showing concern.

Maybe he should be tougher and at least let Daniel drink the nutritional potion.

"If you don't eat vegetables, maybe you can practice your cooking skills. I know that most boys like picky eaters. It's normal to have a sour taste in the first trimester. Don't worry. The pregnancy test is done normally. If Gulen doesn't give any advice If so, then there should be no problem." Madam Pomfrey comforted, she patted the shoulder of the young man in front of her, "Start learning how to cook, I happen to have a few books for you! Wait a minute!" she said After that, I went to my lounge to look for the cookbook I bought and read when I had nothing to do.

So Snape went home with a few of the stuffed blank books.

"Why did you bring a cookbook back?" Harry dropped St. Mungo's Handbook for Beginner Parents, which he had read several times, and instead of giving Snape a hug, he pulled out a copy from his arms menu.

He flipped through it curiously, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the photos on it increased his appetite, and the magic was really amazing. Looking at the pictures, he seemed to be able to smell the aroma.

"This French onion soup looks good, I like onions." Harry said, pointing to the picture.

Snape glanced at the ingredients of this dish and found that they were all available at home. He took off his coat, unbuttoned the cuffs of his black shirt, and prepared to try it out.

If he put carrots in it, would Daniel eat it?Pomfrey's suggestion is indeed feasible to implement, and Sarah is too eye-catching as a target.If he cut the vegetables into small pieces and put them in every dish, Daniel would not refuse.For example, spaghetti bolognese, he boiled tomatoes and onions and put them in meat sauce, everything is so easy to operate, he did not think carefully so he went the wrong way.

"How about the opening meeting? You are already a professor, and the students will call you Professor Snape from now on." Harry blinked at Snape, and after saying that title, he suddenly felt different Such emotions ignited in my heart.

He hadn't called out that title for over a year, and when he thought Snape had completely betrayed the Order of the Phoenix, he didn't think that the old bastard was always one of them, until finally he realized it was too much. late.

And now there was another person in front of him who took the title, no - he was the real one, the one and only, Professor Snape, the Potions Professor and Head of Slytherin at Hogwarts.

"That's it. It's just some preparations for school. I finished the lesson plan last month, so it won't be a problem." Snape hugged the boy, rubbing his nose against Daniel's cheek, in the soft kisses on his skin.

And then he tilted his nose against his glasses, and when he tried to kiss those eyes, he accidentally let the hair from Daniel's forehead fall into his eyes.

"Hey!" Harry exclaimed.

Snape immediately reached out to help him part his bangs, curled his fingers around the soft curly hair, kissed the resilient hair, and helped Daniel fix his glasses.

"It's time to cut your hair." Harry pursed his lips unhappily. He used to cut it himself during the summer vacation, but he didn't have time to cut it when he was fleeing and fighting against the Death Eaters that year. Now, although he tried his best to save it, it almost turned into a cropped hair, and now his hair is long again, and the bangs are almost covering his eyes.

"I almost forgot, I'll fix it myself." Harry said and wanted to get up to find a pair of scissors. He has always been a character who just does what he says.

"Do you think that you are so skilled now that you can fix everything with a pair of scissors instead of cutting your head?" Snape curled his lips unhappily, "Haven't you ever thought of asking me in front of you for help?"

"You know how to get a haircut—wait a minute, didn't you do your own hair?" Harry looked at Snape in surprise, thinking of his poor life, and thinking of himself.

"Let's help each other, I'll cut your hair for you, and you help me." Harry secretly wanted to change Snape's hairstyle, he was very good at short hair and so on!

"Go and wash your hair first. I'm an expert dreamer who can only think wildly all day long. I can only trim it for you." Snape patted Daniel's butt, making the brash little bastard stand up and take a shower.

Haircut must first make the hair moist and make the hair sticky.Snape carefully wiped the hair of the young man who smelled of strawberries after washing with a dry towel. After washing the water with the towel, he picked up the scissors used for cutting potion ingredients. This is a small pair of scissors The scissors have round and blunt heads.Snape carefully combed Daniel's bangs with a comb, picked them up with his fingers and cut them off with scissors.

He knew that even though the hair was docile now from the wash, once it was blow-dried they curled into various shapes, as if each strand had a character of its own.

Snape helped his lover cut his hair very carefully and gently, cutting it as short as it was when they first met, and suddenly stopped, his hand was holding a lock of hair, fingers He caressed it lovingly, but couldn't let it go.

He kissed the lock of hair, barely able to wrap it around his fingers more than once.

"What are you doing, why don't you continue?" Harry wanted to turn his head in confusion, but was pushed back by Snape's hand.

"That's not bad." Snape said without end.

"Hey, where's the good? It's only half cut, don't tell you you like the look - I don't, get it done! Or let me cut it myself!" Harry yelled, half cut and half kept What's that called a broken hairstyle?It was the first time he knew that snot-nosed ghosts were unreliable!

"Don't move, I'll take care of it for you." Snape was also angry, suppressing the restless Potter.

He can only continue to trim these hairs, obviously he knows that cutting hair does not need to hurt, but he still feels that these hairs have been hurt, he doesn't like these hairs being cut off in his hands, breaking into broken pieces and falling out Go down, as if he was hurting Daniel.

"Okay?" Harry felt Snape's movements stop, and he turned to look at Snape with a smile on his face.

Maybe this is what the book said, the pregnant woman's husband suffers from pregnancy syndrome, and Potter is so heartless that he becomes different from himself.

Snape returned to his indifferent look, making Harry turn his head, and he began to cast the Hair Blowing Charm continuously, drying his hair bit by bit instead of the rough method of using the Drying Curse, which made Harry straight Calling, "Hey, it's so itchy, my neck! You can just use the dry hair mantra, dry hair mantra, don't you understand?"

Snape snorted coldly, then kissed the exposed neck, and bit it hard, making the noisy Potter scream and itch!

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