Extraterrestrial Wedding March (2)
A month after the graduation ceremony,
It was Harry's birthday of adulthood.
According to the convention of the wizard world,
It was indeed the legal age for marriage,
And in fact, the month after the graduation ceremony,
Was also a wedding season. During this period of time, Harry stayed at home, other than reading books and climbing the grid,
He also browsed the forum when he had nothing to do. There were really a lot of people who invited him to their weddings.
After all, he was also a big celebrity — although few people knew what had happened in that year of turmoil and chaos.
But Harry really didn't think about his marriage.
Regardless of the horrifying effect of the combination of Severus Snape and the word "marriage",
And regardless of how big of a gossip the Savior Potter's marriage would become, Harry didn't think that getting a marriage certificate would change his current life much,
Then why bother to go through all this trouble?
Harry scratched his face, lay on the sofa, and browsed the forum while pinching oranges from the fruit bowl on his stomach to eat.
When Snape came home from work at the research institute, he saw such a scene: in the news, the handsome and handsome Harry, the Savior, the famous author, Potter, was wearing pajamas that he hadn't changed for three days. With a messy hair, he was lying on a pile of pillows to fatten up. Because he was too lazy to get up and drag the trash basket over,
So the orange peels were thrown all over the sofa,
And he was too lazy to reach for the tissue on the coffee table, so his fingers, which were stained with orange juice, swayed back and forth, as if he was rubbing against the sofa...
Snape took a step forward and threw the tissue box into Harry's arms,
Then he stepped over the trash on the floor and walked towards the study,
He said, "Your dog father sent me an invitation letter.
And invited me to dinner tonight. "
Harry took out a tissue and wiped his hands, puzzled, "Only to you? Why didn't I receive it? Could it be... "A banquet at Hongmen?
Snape took out a card from his pocket and threw it in Harry's face. The latter picked it up and looked at it. Calling it an invitation was a reflection of Snape's self-restraint. Generally speaking, we called this two-finger-wide thing with two lines of words a note...
"I sincerely invite Mr. Snape and Harry to my house for my 38th birthday bachelor party..." Let's not talk about how much of a "sincere invitation" was exaggerated. "Tsk tsk, Sirius's bachelor party is actually a birthday?"
Harry put down the card and continued to peel oranges, "Then let's wait for the big meal tonight. What take-out for lunch?"
Snape's leg that was about to step into the study stiffened for a moment, then he stepped in and stopped the sentence outside the door, "Anything."
After closing the door, Snape began to miss the days a few years ago. For example, when Potter was only eleven or twelve years old, he was thin and small, like an orphan in the fog, but he was so well-behaved and sensible. In less than two hours, he began to help Snape wash his boots... Of course, this state did not last long, and the little brat began to cause a lot of trouble. However, even in the turbulent days of 1993, Potter was still quite well-behaved. How did it degenerate into that lazy unknown creature outside after cohabitation? Snape could not figure it out.
The unknown creature rolled a few times with the take-out note and found that it did not want to eat any of them, so it began to call its owner, "Professor, I don't want to eat take-out. Let's go out and buy groceries!"
Sighing quietly, Snape took off the coat he wore outside and changed into a robe. He kicked the sofa leg and said, "Clean the floor. There are potatoes and shiitake mushrooms in the fridge. Let's eat first, then we'll go to the big meal tonight. "Very good, he now learned Potter's language!
"Okay!" Harry rolled off the sofa and cleaned up the trash on the floor. He followed Snape to the fridge and smiled, "I'll wash the shiitake mushrooms!"
"... Go and change your pajamas."
"No need to change... I'll wash them after dinner!"
Snape was very suspicious. Why did so many people outside think that Harry was living in his house like a slave?
Lunch was cream of shiitake mushroom soup and fried potato pancakes. Harry went to take a shower while Snape boiled the cherries with red wine. After changing out of his pajamas, he took out the dinner suit that Drac gave him from the closet and tried it on. He looked at himself in the mirror and was quite proud. Hey, this height! Finally, I don't have to be a head shorter than Ron!
"Professor, Kamia told me that in the Celestial Empire, there are some four-word phrases that are used to describe handsome guys like me." Harry, who was amazed by his own handsomeness, lowered his voice and pretended to be deep.
"Oh, is that so?" Snape put the cherries on a plate and pondered for a moment. He looked up and said, "A beast in human clothing?"
"..." The handsome young man's expression cracked.
"Or... a beast in human skin?" Snape raised his eyebrows.
"... Please don't learn Chinese from Kamia again!" How many Hogwarts had that guy tormented?!
After changing into casual clothes, Snape, who had lived with Harry for a long time, did not have the habit of not talking while eating. The two of them ate while talking about Sirius's bachelor party. The so-called talk was just Harry finding a topic to talk about and Snape repeating his words in his ears.
"I heard from Drac that this time, Narcissa is urging him to get married again." Harry knew that he should sympathize with his godfather's predicament, but he could not help but smile. "And it's not just one person. Mrs. Malfoy sent three house elves over and told them to be sure to convey her spirit to the right place." It was conceivable that Sirius's recent situation, coupled with Black's Klitschko, could not be described as a complete mess.
Snape also heard some things. "Narcissa asked Lucius to collect a lot of information on a lot of noble ladies and arranged a schedule for Black to see three a week. He must get one within half a year."
Harry sucked in a breath of cold air. "How tragic …"
Snape raised his eyebrows. "Black's business is showing signs of recovery." Therefore, Narcissa would not watch Sirius fail again and was anxious to find a mistress to take charge of the house.
Harry was also aware of this, but did not think much of it. "If Sirius does not want to get married, no one can urge him." And in the end, Narcissa would still adopt a conciliatory policy. After all, his godfather was becoming more and more like a punk. It was not impossible for him to take his guitar and leave — he still had shares in a pirate ship in the North Sea!
Speaking of Sirius's wedding, Harry remembered Hermione's words at the graduation ceremony. He buried his head in the mushroom soup for a while and found a more suitable topic. "Speaking of which, Remus and Tonks are really enviable!"
Snape glanced at him. "If you like black magic creatures, you can ask the Scarman boy to look for them in the wild."
"..." I'm not envious of werewolves. I'm envious of their beautiful love and marriage!
"Haha, haha..." Harry lowered his head and continued to poke at the potato pancakes. He thought to himself that he could not mention Snape's opponents anymore. It was better to talk about the students who were also young but had entered the hall of marriage. He laughed and said, "I didn't expect Drac and Ron to be engaged so soon. I thought they would wait until they were 20 years old."
Snape said calmly, "Lucius has said that if the Weasley lad dares to put one of his hands into Derek's clothes, he will have to be prepared to practice his one-armed swordsmanship. If he puts both of his hands in, he will have to see if he can write with his mouth."
Was it that dangerous? Harry did not believe it and forced the topic. "Then Hermione and Percy..."
This time, Snape showed a smile, but judging from Harry's many years of experience, this smile was not entirely friendly. "I just went to the Ministry of Magic to get a certificate and saw it."
"What did you see?" Harry asked cautiously.
"Granger drove a carriage into the Ministry of Magic with a bouquet of flowers and a pile of documents..."
"A carriage???" Harry only saw the postcard sent by Hermione and did not know the inside story behind it. "There are documents?"
Snape seemed to have recalled the excitement of watching the show that day. With a joyful expression, he started counting with his fingers. "Physical examination form, Auror certificate, certificate of honor as an outstanding sorcerer, certificate of Master of Finance degree … pre-marital real estate certificate, and marriage certificate."
Harry imagined the scene. Hermione, riding a tall horse, lined up a pile of documents and threw the bouquet in front of Percy. She simply said, "Do as you see fit." He could not help but break out in cold sweat. Percy was being forced to marry!
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