The happiness of HP

Chapter 10 About Father · Birthday Wishes

The night is like water.

Jeremy stood quietly by the window of the master bedroom on the second floor, like a statue, his green eyes cast deep gaze into the night, unknown emotions radiated from him, coloring the night of the room .

"Crack..." A soft door opening broke the silence of the room.

"Daddy." A soft cry made Jeremy turn around.

"What's the matter? Apu, Al, let me remind you, it's already very late." Seeing his son and daughter standing by the door, a smile appeared on his face for an instant.

"Apu had a nightmare and woke me up." Artemis complained.

Jeremy walked up with a smile, pulled the children to the bedside comfortingly, and held them in his arms: "Then, you will sleep with me tonight."

The children immediately crawled into Jeremy's arms happily, and the family of three climbed into bed.Jeremy made the bed bigger, and the two children sandwiched their father between them.Jeremy patted the children on the back with both hands, as if they were young.

"Father..." Apollo hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Jeremy asked gently.

"Al and I found that you had a sullen face when you came back from Grandpa Jefferson in the afternoon. What happened?" Apollo asked boldly.

"Nothing, just that we had to go to England for a trade fair for Christmas," Jeremy said vaguely.

"Ah, really? Dad, we haven't been to England yet." Artemis showed a little excitement, but soon remembered something, "Dad is British, right?"

Jeremy gave an inarticulate "hmm".

"What about the father?" Apollo wanted to know everything about his father, but his father seldom talked about his father.

Jeremy was silent for a moment, and then a look of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.Seeing the probing look in the eyes of the two children, I couldn't help but feel soft.I can't always hide from my children. About their father, I really seldom talk about it. It's not that I don't want to talk about it, but once I talk about it, the wound in my heart will still ooze blood.But it's always something to talk about, isn't it?

"Well, Daddy's babies are finally starting to wonder about their own origins..." Jeremy teased with self-possession.

"Father—" the two children twisted their bodies coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about your father," Jeremy said. "That's good, it's late today, you can ask two questions. We'll talk about the rest tomorrow. Who will go first?"

"What kind of person is father?" Artemis asked first.

"He's the bravest man I've ever seen." Jeremy thought for a long time before saying, and when he really spoke, he found it easy, "He's vile, petty, vengeful, and has a very poisonous mouth. Taking his Potions class can Crazy for days, and then he's always got some really disgusting material waiting for you when you're locked up. Oh, and his hair is always really greasy, well, but that's a consequence of his potion making all night long. Of course, his talent is unquestionable. He is a master of potions at the age of 20, which is quite rare in the world of potions; at the age of 15, he can create powerful destructive magic by himself, which can be counted on one hand in the magic world. Come here. At the same time, he is a rare master of Occlumency. His insight and disguise are also very admirable. What I want to say is that your father is smart, powerful, and elegant. He is the most powerful man I have ever seen in my life. Self-confessed."

"Dad, you said that your father is your Potions professor, has a bad temper, and doesn't look very good. Then, how did you fall in love with him?" Apollo asked curiously.

"Oh, love is always unpredictable, but there is one thing I have never questioned since I fell in love with him, that is: Sev is worthy of my love. Besides, how do you know that he is not good looking?" Jeremy asked.

"Well, isn't it a big nose?" Apollo still minded this.

"Hehe, honey, you guys always have a way to make me happy. In fact, he looks good, at least you can't question Apu's looks, can't you? Now, son, I told you more than once, you and you Father looks so similar, doesn’t he?” Jeremy looked at his son with a smile and said, “Okay, it’s already 11 o’clock, you should go to bed, some things I’ll change for you will arrive tomorrow, Well, we'll have a lot to do then."

"Good night, Dad." The two children didn't insist. They had received enough news today.

In the dark, Jeremy smiled and hummed a soft tune softly, stroking the children until they were soundly asleep.

Sev, maybe I should take the kids to see how much weeds are growing on your grave?

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England, Hogwarts

"Godfather, good evening!" It was already late at night when the young platinum patriarch appeared at Hogwarts.

"Draco." Severus was standing by a window in the hospital wing and turned his head when he heard his godson's voice.Squinting his eyes, he watched the 29-year-old godson walk in holding a little boy by the hand.

The boy had short platinum blonde hair that was neatly combed back, and a pair of gray-blue eyes were looking at Severus curiously.

"This is my son, Scorpius, he is 9 years old." Draco saw Severus looking at his son, so he introduced, "Scorpius, this is your grandfather's friend, Dad godfather, Severus Snape."

Scorpius had already hid behind Draco in fear, only showing a small head, and it took a long time before he whispered: "Grandpa!"

"Oh, sorry, Godfather, Scorpius is a bit shy." Draco smiled wryly, "Okay, Scorpius, go play in the corridor for a while, don't go far."

Scorpius immediately ran out, and Draco turned back when his son's back disappeared from sight.Severus frowned, walked to the side chair and sat down, then looked at his godson quietly.It took a long time before he said, "Is that kid a Malfoy?"

Draco said with some guilt: "That kid is introverted...and he doesn't have any friends of his age. I will try my best to change this situation."

"So you came here today just to make such a promise to me?" Severus raised an eyebrow at his godson, "I don't think you have much time, do you?"

"Godfather, Mrs. Zabini should have told you...well, about that?" Draco tentatively asked.

"Huh?" Severus looked at the child in front of him calmly, without expressing his opinion.

Draco looked at the godfather who didn't show a half expression, and felt a little guilty and frustrated in his heart. His father's portrait was right, and his morality was not enough to test the godfather.You must know that the godfather can become a double agent is not a joke, I am afraid that even 100 of them will not be able to find out anything.Then, just show off the cards with the godfather exactly as my father said, and then get his advice, just like the situation where the godfather taught himself potions in the past.

"Godfather, now some people say that the savior was killed by nobles." Draco said cautiously.

Severus sneered, from the moment Mrs. Zabini said those things, he knew that those idiots were targeting platinum nobles... But, this is his godson anyway, Lucius Already dead again, the past few years have been very difficult, right?After all, this child called himself "Godfather", so he looked after him and grew up.So Severus thought for a while, and said, "I'm afraid even 300 of you who are 200 years old will not be his opponent after killing Voldemort. Let me remind you, the magical surrender contract in the wizarding world."

The so-called magical surrender contract can be regarded as a contract that wizards are born with, but few people understand it.This is the original rule of the jungle among wizards. As long as a wizard kills another wizard, the survivor will assimilate all the magic power of the deceased through the magic wand, but there is one point, which is the opportunity to start this contract.Not every wizard has the means to activate this contract, and Harry activated this contract very accidentally when he was young, the luck of the savior is always very good!Even Severus himself was very envious and jealous about it.And Harry's magic power growth rate is quite good. After killing Voldemort, I believe that his magic power has reached its peak in some aspects, and it is impossible to hurt him.It was also a guarantee that Severus would believe that Harry and the children had more chances of surviving at the same time.

And this, in Draco's ears, made the young platinum patriarch gasp, he could imagine how powerful Harry was.At the same time, he thanked Severus for his advice.He could mention this at a banquet, and he didn't mind spreading the word about his youthful rival's strength, as long as the news was good for the Malfoys.

Then, after chatting about some interesting things, Draco said: "Godfather, you need to take good care of your body recently. There is still a full month before school starts. I guess you will need some fun. Therefore, I specially bring you A few interesting books for your entertainment." Then, Draco took a shrunken small package from his arms, and put it in front of Severus after regaining its size, "This is the most important package in the past five years. The books sought after by those master-level scholars are also sought after by many nobles, and now almost everyone has a set of them. However, this book is quite difficult to buy, and it is only sold exclusively in a bookstore in Germany. There are also limited editions every month. "

Severus opened the package, looked at the three books with extremely simple bindings, looked at the names, and then looked at the author.

"Athaprite?" Severus looked at this strange surname in surprise. To be sought after by master scholars is a great recognition in itself, not to mention that the nobles also favored it. Knowing that nobles in the magic world are not so easy to fool.Aristocrats enjoy better education and more resources, and their vision and taste are themselves very high.However, this surname is too strange.Fingers slowly slid over the author's signature on the book, and a strange feeling flashed in his mind, but it was fleeting, so fast that Severus couldn't catch it himself.

"Yes, this gentleman is rumored to be of English descent, but he registered as a potion master in Italy seven years ago." Draco said the news he had heard.

"Oh, it will take time to judge whether this person really has some brains." Severus said meanly.

"Well, I'll take my leave first, there will be some celebrations at the Ministry of Magic tomorrow," Draco said.

"Tomorrow?" To celebrate what?

"July 7st." Draco pouted.

Severus listened, his eyes darkened a bit——

The birthday of the savior...

After Draco left for a long time, Severus was stunned for a long time before putting the book on the table.After thinking about it, he took out a twelve-and-a-half-inch holly wood wand from under the pillow of the hospital bed, and then conjured some sand and spread it on the ground.Then he squatted down, drew a circle on the sand with his hand, wrote "Happy-Birthday-Harry" in the circle and symbolically drew a candle on it.After waving his wand, the time was displayed in the air. When the time showed "00:00:00", a smile appeared on the corner of Severus' mouth, and the magnetic voice echoed softly in the air: "Happy-birthday, my- love!"

Next year, I hope I can celebrate your 30th birthday for you.