(HP Fan) The "Squib" of the Black Family's

Chapter 45 free medicines

　　Severus undoubtedly hated Sirius, and there were many old and new grudges between them.

　　But at this time, Severus went to this embarrassed enemy not to take revenge but to help. In the past few years, he and Portolo had lived a happy life together, and because of this, he began to forget some of the harm caused by others, and began to not care about others. No matter how afraid and hating he is, "love" is magical. It makes him feel happy and forget the sorrow of the past. Severus knew that when Portolo gave himself to him without reservation, he had already understood what was most important to him in this life.

　　The hatred between him and Sirius only came from the hostility between the two colleges and James' former jealousy, and every subsequent confrontation may just be because it has become a habit!

　　Therefore, when he gave Sirius the medicine, it was not because he wanted to clear up the past suspicions, but just to disguise himself, in order to prevent people from noticing the similarities between Severus and the Half-Blood Prince, because once there is suspicion, then you have to identify the two. Similarity in identity is not difficult. The most difficult thing for a person to change is his small habits and small movements - such as which hand goes into the sleeve first when dressing, how to eat each food when eating, and the various expressions on the face. ...

　　He vowed to help Portolo, so he would do what the Half-Blood Prince should do. Hatred could be put aside for now. At such a sensitive moment, he knew what he should do.

　　"You're hurt. It's not good for your health to stay angry and scream and jump." Severus walked to Sirius and tried his best to evoke a smile. He despised the other person's ineffective behavior just now. Others here see it as nothing more than a circus monkey.

　　Sirius was stunned for a moment. He looked up and saw a gentle face with a faint smile. Because of the reflection of the lenses, he couldn't see the other person's eyes, but the gaze must also be gentle... The other person's body was vaguely filled with herbs. The breath made him feel extremely comfortable, and his irritable mood miraculously calmed down. His face turned slightly red: "Yes, really?"

　　Well? Severus was surprised by the other person's obedience at this time, but he did see similarities with Portolo. Thinking that the other person was Portolo's younger brother or a twin brother after all, he felt even less repulsive. Then he handed over a medicine bottle in his hand: "Drink this. Your body will feel better and it will also help blood circulation." He took out another bottle and handed it to Lu Ping, who was the least injured next to him. "Put this on the wound." , the effect is very good." And it will never leave scars, it will only make the skin more delicate... I will add more when I go back, so that Portolo can apply more after taking a shower... Severus showed a sweet smile smile.

　　Sirius happened to see this smile and was almost stunned. How did it feel? That smile seemed to contain the happiness of the whole world... The other person was not handsome, but he exuded a peaceful aura, which made him immediately like him: "Thank you." He drank the medicine in the bottle and held the bottle in his hand.

　　"No," the corner of Severus's mouth twitched. This was the first time he had seen Sirius behave politely. He tried his best to use a friendly tone, so he spoke very slowly, "Anyone who has difficulties - if we have the ability, we can Help should be given, and fighting is a bad behavior. Boys should use their abilities instead of their fists to express themselves." Only brainless gorillas advocate violence, and the other party is such a person, and He likes to bully the weak and make trouble unreasonably.

　　"Yes!" Sirius nodded in agreement. No one had ever warned him like this before. He had told him this in a gentle (?) voice. His parents had always only asked him to do this and that, and his friends had also tried their best to comply with him. He was even more fond of the other person: "Sir, can you tell me your name?" The face that was exactly the same as Portolo's was red, and his eyes were full of expectation.