Trouble with hp love at first sight

B.71

They still decided to go through this narrow alley first to visit the spice market at the port—although it is called a spice market, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is also the largest potion distribution market in the Mediterranean or in the whole of Europe.

The Mediterranean Sea is the intersection of Asia, Africa and Europe, and Istanbul in Turkey has been the center of the world for thousands of years. Whether it is its predecessor Constantinople or the old name of New Rome, even if it is now used by Muggles □□ Civilization and occupation can't shake its special geographical location. As a port hub from Asia to Europe, it is like a sapphire inlaid in this land, just like the Turkish blue eyes worshiped by the people here.

After leaving the alley that was crowded by vendors on both sides so narrow that only one could pass through, what was more shocking than before the vision suddenly opened up was the rich aroma, parsley, sage, rosemary and Thyme overlaps, and white waterproof canvas racks are intertwined overhead. At the same time, different vendors tie various ribbons on wooden sticks sandwiched with white canvas, plus lavender purple, saffron red, lemon dried yellow... in piles Countless unknown magical spices with colorful colors make this place a colorful place with both smell and vision.

And the background of all this is the unobstructed long and narrow coastline, the blue waves are covered with a layer of shimmering gold in the sun, perhaps because of the low latitude and the extremely sunny weather, the water vapor in the air is much less than that in the UK, With the unique dryness of the Mediterranean climate - so the saturation of all the colors in the field of vision is so high, it makes people feel like a quill pen full of ink at a glance, as if there are countless praises waiting to be written from the mouth.

There is also a huge cargo ship docked at the port, and the house elves are busy unloading.

"Is this the Spice Bazaar?" Harry looked down at the map in his hand and looked at the busy scene. These tourists or people who came with the purpose of purchasing were bargaining with the vendors. The whole bazaar was crowded with people. There was a lot of noise and a busy scene. These people wore all kinds of robes, had various looks with different characteristics, and spoke different languages ​​​​in their mouths.

Harry noticed that the Arabian-style white robe was wrapped all the way to the top of the head. The fabric was light and flowing, moving with the wind, and looked extraordinarily cool-he knew it was impolite to look at others for a long time, so he looked away.

"It's marked on the map that there are potion ingredients here..."

"You want an Arabian robe?" Snape interrupted Harry suddenly, he saw the curiosity in the boy's eyes, the sparkling brilliance made those eyes amazingly bright, he thought of many years ago Daniel, he also looked at the candies in the candy store, but in the end he bought nothing and saved all the money he earned just for a bottle of antidote made by the potions master.

"You'll get it, if that's what you want," he said, his voice low enough to speak to himself.

"What are you talking about?" Harry looked up from the map, it was so loud - he had to cast a Soundproofing Charm to feel better.

He had already found his way, so he took their little girl from Snape's arms, "This is said to be the Spice Bazaar - it's actually the port's distribution center, let's go around, we should be able to soon I saw the potion ingredients."

Although it was for potion ingredients, he was also very interested in these spices.

So with Snape as a ready-made translator, Harry bought curry raw materials such as turmeric, pepper and fennel in a shop selling oriental spices, and planned to learn how to make curry by himself. He also bought saffron, which is said to be able to It's nice to be able to promote blood circulation and remove stasis - well, Snape is actually more interested in this thing than he is.

Then they passed by a stall of a Sri Lankan tea merchant. The strong aroma of tea made people feel refreshed, and Harry stopped immediately. What was gratifying was that the vendor could speak English—after all, tea is a daily consumable in the UK, and the vendors were enthusiastic. Harry eagerly invited them to taste this year's new tea, so Harry picked up a cup of black tea, tasted it, found it was really good, and gave Snape another cup.

Then he began to bargain with the clerk, and finally he bought a large pack of Sri Lankan black tea with satisfaction.

Unknowingly, they bought a bunch of things, and finally these vendors seemed to collectively change the items they sold, and all kinds of weird potion ingredients were in sight.

There are vendors who specialize in selling herbal medicine materials, as well as live animals. Harry saw the two-headed snake locked in a cage and twisted itself into a twisted rope, and the croaking strawberry poison dart frog. Vendors of rare and difficult-to-obtain materials such as horned beast blood.

These were the areas he knew nothing about, so he followed Snape, watching how he picks materials pickily, and after chatting with the vendors for a while, he began to haggle over the price—the price Harry felt sorry for the vendors, but Seeing that the old bastard frowned, he didn't want to relax for a moment, and every sentence cut at the merchant's heart. Just a few words almost made these poor merchants kneel down and hug his legs and call him dad.

So Snape soon purchased the research materials he wanted, enriching his material library.

"Are you leaving?" Harry looked at the time, it was getting closer, and indeed shopping was the easiest way to kill time.

He took out the bottle of the prepared milk powder from his pocket, stuffed it into the mouth of the little girl who was hungry and began to eat her fingers, and looked at him with moist eyes, who was about to drop a few drops of golden beans, and patted her regularly. back.

Snape, who was still thinking about buying something more, also looked at the time of the Time Revealing Charm. He dragged Harry through the crowd, walked along the coastline, passed through the spice market, and his vision suddenly brightened—— They came to an open square. In the center of the square was Constantine I, the Roman emperor holding a sword. The fountain surrounded him, and the outermost layer was a blooming iris.

This is probably the rest area of ​​Bazaar Street, where restaurants and coffee shops gather, and there is a small blackboard outside the shop, writing today's menu - and besides the local Turkish dishes, Harry also saw French and other dishes. The language he didn't understand at all.

"I've made a reservation," said Snape. "I told you I'd be late, so you can rest assured."

Harry blinked, it was the first time he'd heard the old bastard explain to him - but then he remembered the night he and Severus went to French food, if it had been the young Severus , he explained too many times.

Thinking of this, Harry raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and he followed Snape to a quaint local restaurant full of historical charm. They were led to a booth divided by spider plants, and the waiter left the menu and motioned for them Ringed the bell to order and left.

Harry looked at the menu of the day written in English. He saw the egg pudding in the dessert, so he ordered some for the little girl, and he also ordered strawberry jam.

After ringing the bell, the menu on the table was removed, and two glasses of lemonade with ice appeared on the table.Harry held his little girl in his arms, and put her on the baby chair specially prepared for her, and when he looked up, he saw the deep blue sea in the afternoon sun.

"I remembered that time we were in a Muggle restaurant." He said suddenly, with a smile on his lips, "I don't even know how to use a fork to eat any dish, but you said—"

"You can keep your truth in front of me, just be yourself, you Potter who is never reassuring." Snape picked up the glass of ice lemonade and took a sip, "Even now, you Well, after all, no one can accuse the Savior of a minor flaw in his innocuous etiquette."

Harry twitched his lips, "Only you, Severus, have tolerated me until now, except for Dumbledore and Sirius - Sirius is my godfather, and Dumbledore is the one who treats everyone They are all tolerant. But only you, as you said, we will meet all kinds of people in this world, but only one person will see the interesting soul under this skin."

Salty creamy seafood soup appeared on the table, which was the first dish, and at the same time, the egg pudding and strawberry jam that Harry ordered for the little girl also appeared. The boiled soft strawberry jam is poured into the pudding, and the pulp is crushed with the back of a spoon, mixed with the pudding and stirred evenly to form a paste.

"That's not toleration—Harry, I have no reason to put up with someone who is noisy and troublesome, no amount of reason is possible." Snape watched the movement of Harry's hands, and he corrected this. Daredevil words.

Harry paused, he suddenly felt a heat in the corner of his eyes, so he reached out to take the pacifier from the little girl's mouth, and put the mixed sweet strawberry pudding into her mouth.

That's really not tolerance—maybe it used to be, but now that their relationship is so close that they cannot be separated, there is really no reason for tolerance—because love can make people ignore all shortcomings.

And he hasn't found his place in this relationship until now - obviously he knows that Snape is his lover, but his existence as his professor makes him have to construct a relationship in this relationship that should be equal. There is a relationship between upper and lower.

This made him tense and even cautious when dealing with Snape - especially since this guy had saved him, he owed him a lot.

"You don't have to think too much, it's not like you—be yourself, as a Gryffindor who advocates freedom, you don't like to be restricted by those rules, do you?" Snape said Knowing the boy's entanglement, he spoke, and then picked up the spoon to end the conversation.

"You're right." Harry took a deep breath, and he began to work on the food in front of him to deal with his flattened stomach.

He had done so wrong that he was still facing Severus the wrong way to this day.

He can express his waywardness and his various ideas, and Severus will tolerate him, just like he will tolerate this awkward old bastard-because they are a family, there is no gratitude and there is no Debt and any unequal superior-subordinate relationship.

A bowl of hot soup will make your stomach feel comfortable, followed by a salad accompanied by croutons. The staple food is the local Turkish barbecue with grilled vegetables. The meat brushed with honey is roasted with a special taste, and a layer of yogurt sauce is poured on it , sour and especially appetizing.

The final dessert is a Turkish ice cream with a lot of raisins and almond slices sprinkled on it. When you dig it, the ice cream is so tough that it can be drawn.

This meal was quite full. After eating, the little girl began to yawn with moist eyes, leaning her head against her father's arms, and fell asleep soundly after just a while.

"It's already nap time." Harry patted the little girl on the back lightly, he looked at Snape questioningly, and followed his line of sight to the rippling sea.

"I rented a boat, and there are rooms on the boat where she can sleep for a while." Snape said, he picked up the sleeping little girl, pulled Harry and led him to the pier.

Sure enough, there was a white wooden boat docked there. There was a trap door on the boat. At first glance, it was cast with a space expansion spell. After opening the door, there was a spacious room, and the surrounding walls were actually transparent. It entered the sea, but when I reached out and touched it, I could feel the texture, maybe it was magic that made the material transparent.

Harry put the little girl on the bed and began to explore the room, and found fishing rods and bait in the cabinet, as well as a wooden barrel for holding trophies.

"Let's go fishing!" Harry excitedly picked up the fishing rod and poked his head out of the trapdoor to Snape who was operating the boat out to sea.