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

Chapter 73 Birthday Party (Part 1)

　　Well... there was not enough time to prepare for Severus' birthday party, but although "Dark Star" didn't have many combatants, it had a lot of staff. In just a few days, Everything is arranged inside.

　　However, it seemed that there were too many people to invite, so that the venue of "Dark Star" was simply not enough, so the banquet could only be held at Portoro's farm near Hogsmeade, where there were originally only two elderly people. The wizard helped grow a large area of ​​herbs, and now he decorated it into a perfect banquet scene in just a few days.

　　Severus used the Transfiguration Spell to turn the soil into marble, and with everyone's concerted efforts, the beautiful ceiling was completed, and the original medicine garden became an elegant yet luxurious banquet hall.

　　At three o'clock in the afternoon on January 9th, Portolo rushed into Severus's laboratory behind Love Castle, and then ran out in the shortest possible time: "Mr. Snape! What are you doing? ! Don’t you know that the banquet starts at six o’clock?” He has been busy all day. If he didn’t feel that he was forcing the other party by holding this banquet, he would not let him have fun. However, the banquet is only three hours away now. The other party was still tinkering with those strange-smelling potions in his inexplicable laboratory!

　　"Portolo, don't we still have three hours?" Severus came out with some kind of creature's mucus on his hair, and his hands were covered with black things, which gave the always clean Portolo a chill. .

　　"But you need to prepare! It's normal for a noble to prepare for a banquet all day long, and now there are only three hours left!" Portoro restrained his desire to escape and grabbed Severus with a strange expression. The smelly hand apparated directly to the bathroom.

　　"Portolo..." Severus said helplessly, but was pushed into the bath the next second...

　　Lupine and Regulus had already come to help Portolo before the banquet, knowing that everything was ready, Portolo went to find Severus, and the two were free.

　　"Lupine, I never thought Severus could be a half-blood prince." The day after the injury, Regulus was picked up by the Black family after he and Lupine left Portolo's office. Only now can he express his views on this matter - when he woke up and saw that issue of "Life Weekly" that day, he tried hard not to show too much surprise.

　　"Do you think I have thought about it? If it hadn't been for you that day... I think I would have impulsively grabbed him by the collar and questioned him." Lu Ping clearly remembered his mood at that time, which was almost indescribable surprise.

　　"Lupin, it's Severus who's helping you, and I'm just telling him about you." Regulus spoke suddenly, knowing that the other party could understand what he meant.

　　"I know, but so what? You were the one who reached out to me at that time."

　　"Lupin! I can't..."

　　"Regulus!" Lupine interrupted: "You'd better not Say it, we are still friends!"

　　"The guests are coming soon, let's go change clothes." Regulus moved his mouth and then spoke.

　　The banquet was filled with delicious food provided by the "Werewolf House", but obviously no one's mind was on it. Almost no guest was late for this banquet - even Voldemort rarely arrived on time at six o'clock. However, the host But he still didn't show up at 6:30, which made many people's faces darken. Del carefully apologized to everyone, while praying in his heart that his boss would arrive soon.

　　"Why, that humble guy doesn't dare to come?" A Gryffindor spoke to his companions, but his voice was loud and spread far away.

　　"A Slytherin who deceived the public, he actually held a birthday party... Why, a guy who didn't even have any decent clothes before now wants to try to become a noble?" Someone immediately intervened, from the Order of the Phoenix There are many people who are afraid that the world will not be in chaos.

　　Del was unspeakably upset when he heard this. He couldn't understand why Portolo invited not only the Death Eaters but also the Order of the Phoenix. He now had no good impressions of both parties, and he knew the true identity of the Half-Blood Prince. After that, he had no other thoughts except for admiring Severus even more: "Sir..." "

　　Sir, I think if you ask others who is more noble between the half-blood prince and your Excellency, they will not have a second answer. ." Portolo and Severus stood in the middle of the banquet with smiles. It was obvious that they had apparated here and happened to hear these words. Indeed, Severus is now the same as before. It was completely different. The black high-necked evening gown perfectly set off his arrogant and contradictory temperament of sharpness and wisdom. The silver products embellished on it gave him a sense of vicissitudes. Severus was not handsome, but he was His figure is slender and straight, and he is simply a natural clothes hanger. With the matching decoration of the Muggle makeup artist specially hired by Portorot, he is no less than the "half-blood prince" created by the transfiguration technique.

　　After Portoro said those words, he listened proudly to the people around him praising Severus. He did have good taste. The skinny boy at the time was now tall and charming.

　　"Mr. Snape, I hope you don't mind. He means no harm." Dumbledore knew that as the leader of the Order of the Phoenix, he had to stand up now. He was very haggard at this time. This was because Filch was killed a few days ago. It started when people were taken away from Hogwarts. He never thought that someone could take people away from under his nose without even alerting him even if it was just a photo.

　　"No malice? You can speak like this without malice. So what should Mr. Dumbledore do if he thinks there is malice?" Portolo smiled: "I'm very curious." "Portolo, you are just watching Hogwarts

　　. How could the disciple's adopted son, a Squib, talk to Professor Dumbledore like this?!" Sirius looked at the masked Squib next to Severus, and once again forced himself to ignore those uncomfortable feelings. He, I just hate that snot-nosed guy and his squib friends!

　　"Oh, really?" Portolo's lips curled up into a sneer. It seems that Dumbledore didn't tell anyone his true identity... Now, do you want to give Sirius a little shock?

　　"Sirius, he is your brother, how can you talk like this!" Walburga Black, the mother of Sirius and Portolo spoke up, but she only received the order from the Dark Lord to make peace with the "Dark Star" She had no idea how much her words would shock others.

　　"What did you say?" Sirius' eyes widened, almost suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears.

　　Portolo looked at Sirius's shocked look in amusement, and added ill-intentioned insults: "What, Sirius, don't you know? I am your twin brother, but to the Black family at that time, you were The dazzling Sirius, but I am just a dark star that cannot see the light..." Portolo knew very well that Sirius's feelings may not even be discovered by himself, but with his clear sixth sense between love rivals, he I understand...this is the best.

　　"Dark Star?" Sirius' expression was blank.

　　"Actually, 'Dark Star' is a gift from Apollo and Sif. I own 60% of the shares of 'Dark Star'." Portolo continued to smile. Actually, he and Severus were not "separated" at all, and there had been no talk of shares for a long time.

　　"Didn't you say that the Dark Star belongs to Apollo?" James said. He had been quiet today and did not say a harsh word. Dumbledore probably warned him.

　　"What does 'Dark Star' mean to him? How could he care about a small potion shop? On the contrary, 'Dark Star' is something Severus and I worked together to grow. It is the fruit of our love..." "Portolo spoke out about his relationship with Severus regardless of the consequences, and he hoped to stand in the sunshine with Severus.

　　"Portolo..." Severus sighed helplessly and pulled the other person into his arms. With him, he had no regrets in this life.

　　"You are two men!" The first one to shout out was Walburga, while the others were still immersed in huge shock.

　　"Mrs. Black! This has nothing to do with you!" Portolo said rudely. He had no good impression of this mother who only visited him once from the time she was born until she was sent away.

　　"What do you mean it has nothing to do with me?" Walburga screamed.

　　"My name is Portolo Filch." Portolo solemnly announced in front of everyone.