Settle at Hogwarts

"That's good, this is my nephew. You should have met Severus Prince in Slytherin."

Damocles nodded: "Of course, this junior is famous among Slytherins."

Although Christmas is approaching at this time, there are still many wizards who choose to go out for a stroll.

There was also a sudden influx of customers in the potion shop.

"Principal Prince!"

"Professor Sprout!"

As the principal and professor of the only magic college in the UK, Tabor and Sprout were recognized without a doubt.

Tabor smiled in return, then stood next to the counter and helped Mrs. Sprout clear out the potions in stock.

Many people would stop and chat a little more about being able to meet professors from the school here.

This also made the potion shop, which was already full of shelves, look a bit crowded.

After seeing off all the guests, Tabor breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at Shirley with some admiration.

If you are allowed to earn a basic fixed salary and be surrounded by a group of people asking questions every day, you will definitely not be able to maintain such a good temper.

Severus also had the same idea as Tabor, but they both had deep knowledge of Occlumency, and none of the three people present could see their true thoughts.

"Damocles, Severus, are you okay?"

"I'm very good."

"of course."

Hearing the affirmative answers from the two men, Tabor felt relieved.

"Damocles, are you really not going home this Christmas?"

Belby shook his head, and just as he was about to speak, Mrs. Sprout pulled him to his side.

"It's good for him to live here. I've prepared the upstairs compartments and everything is new."

Tabor gave Damocles a strange look, thinking that he just wanted to take care of him because he had used his Wolfsbane potion in advance.

He also values ​​his potion talent.

But what's going on now, the little snake in distress was picked up and taken back to the badger's hole?

Tabor shook away the messy thoughts in his mind: "Well, of course I won't force him. Shirley, you should know that I never like to force others."

When she learned that Damocles didn't have to leave here, Shirley regained her gentle expression.

"As the boss, how about inviting you to dinner today? Just think of it as celebrating the arrival of Christmas in advance."

"it is good!"

"Where to go?"

"That's not good."

Tabor wanted to rub his head out of habit, but after raising his hand, he patted Damocles on the shoulder.

"You don't have to be so nervous. It's a joy to be able to share delicious food with people around you."

Damocles nodded silently. He really didn't have much experience in how to deal with this kind of sincere comfort.

"Okay, it's settled then. Shirley, bring Pomona and Damocles to Cokeworth later, and I'll take Severus back to prepare."

"Principal Prince, let me help too."

Damocles also has very good grades in Charms, so he naturally hopes to show more of it.

"If you want to go too, then go ahead."

After Tabor finished speaking, he apparated into the room in Cokeworth with his two children.

"Welcome home master, young master, and this distinguished gentleman."

Duoduo stood in front of the three people and saluted, his big pointed ears seemed to be hanging to the ground.

"Duoduo, there will be two guests at home today. We need to prepare food now."

"Good host!"

Duoduo seemed very excited, quickly disappeared from the place, and then appeared in the kitchen.

"Severus, I'll leave it to you to entertain Damocles. If you're bored, you can take him to the basement."

After Tabor finished explaining, he also walked into the kitchen.

Severus looked at Mr. Belby beside him. He didn't know much about this senior.

"Senior Belby, come with me."

"Don't be so unfamiliar. You can call me Damocles. If possible, I would also like to call you Severus."

Severus nodded: "Okay, Damocles. The basement used to be my place of study. There are many books in it that were copied by my uncle. Now the biggest role is to make potions."

Damocles followed Severus down the stairs and saw many precious herbs piled beside the table. The shelves were filled with bottles and cans, as well as various types of crucibles.

The bookshelves against the wall are filled with books and various manuscripts.

"It's great here."

Damocles was a little envious. He also had a very good pharmacy at home, but he didn't have such a complete reserve of materials.Moreover, most of the time, it is not used by him.

A trace of complacency flashed in Severus's eyes. No matter who hears other people praising their own things, they will always be a little happy.

"Most of the potions I brew here are sent to the potion shop in Diagon Alley. However, Mrs. Shirley only accepts potions of good quality and above, and my uncle does not prohibit Hogwarts students. To sell medicines, so the competition for ordinary medicines is quite fierce.”

There was a hint of helplessness in Severus' words. Even though the store belonged to his uncle, he had never opened the back door to his only nephew.

"Since uncle asked me to bring you in, you can read any books here. You can also use the materials."

After Severus finished speaking, he ignored Damocles and walked directly to the table to start sorting the herbs.

Tubo left the two little ones alone, trusting that Severus could handle everything.

"Duoduo, cut that piece of meat a little thinner."

I hold shrimp balls in my hand, and fresh vegetables still covered with soil are wrapped in the water ball in the sky.Plus there’s Duoduo who appears and disappears.

One person and one elf were in the kitchen, making it look like a team of chefs working together.

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