HP: It's a snake, not a badger.

Chapter 159 Daily Life on Both Sides~

(I shouldn't have touched it, help... Oh well, I have super sensitive skin. I've brought out another stroller, and I, the class monitor, feel uncomfortable...)

After drinking the medicine for a week, it's unclear whether his soul has been strengthened, but the whitening effect is truly remarkable; Harry's face has become a shade lighter.

"Headmaster, how do you determine soul strength?" Hermione asked curiously, glancing at Harry's pale face.

Dumbledore fell into deep thought. He hadn't really thought about this question. He thought there would be some difference after drinking it, but apart from turning white, he couldn't see anything different.

"Headmaster, you haven't been scammed, have you?" Ron blurted out again, his words racing before Hermione could stop him. She rubbed her forehead, wanting to break up right now, while Draco looked at her with pity.

"Let me see the instruction manual. Where did I put that piece of paper?" Dumbledore went into his study and rummaged through drawers and cupboards. "Gail, have you seen the instruction manual I brought back last week?"

"I put it in the drawer, it's on your left."

"Found it, thank you Gail."

Dumbledore opened the drawer and found a pile of papers and a box inside. He looked up at Gellert at the window and, finding that Gellert wasn't looking at him, furtively opened the box to see what was inside.

He was a little disappointed to find that the box was empty. The shape of the lining inside the box looked more and more familiar, so familiar that he realized what should have been inside, now in his pocket, was their broken blood oath.

"Gale..."

"What's wrong? Can't find it? Let me look." Gellert heard Dumbledore's whisper, got up and walked to his side, paused when he saw the box, and was surprised to find it filled.

"Al..."

"Good job this time. If you lose it again, I won't be responsible."

"Um."

Dumbledore let Gellert hold him, letting bygones be bygones, as Emeric had said, this man would restrain himself for his own sake.

"That's enough for now, Harry's waiting for me downstairs, let go." Seeing that Gellert was still being held, Dumbledore patted his arm; the little ones downstairs were waiting for his answers.

"Tsk, I'll go down with you." Gellert took another sip of vinegar, still unable to understand what was so good about Harry that Dumbledore couldn't forget him.

The four kids downstairs weren't surprised at all that two people had come down; in their eyes, these two should always be together. Just a moment ago, Dumbledore was alone and worried that Gellert would get jealous and cause trouble for the rest of them, but now they felt much more at ease.

"Let me see," Dumbledore said, staring intently at Harry's face after reading the entire sheet of paper. "Harry, haven't you noticed your thinking has been clearer lately? There wasn't that red dot between your eyebrows before, right?"

"I don't feel like I've gotten any ideas. The red dot wasn't there before; it appeared yesterday." Harry nodded. He really didn't feel like he had become smarter. The red dot was quite obvious, especially on his fair forehead.

Dumbledore patted Harry's head, looking thoughtful. Now there was only one way to verify it: either invite people from the East over or transport Harry there.

"Sigh, Gail..." What to do when faced with a problem? Of course, turn to the all-powerful one! Dumbledore reached out and hooked Gailler's sleeve, satisfying his vanity.

Feeling particularly smug after being pampered by Dumbledore, Gellert glanced at Harry and said, "Leave it to me. Someone will come in six days."

"Ew~" The four little ones couldn't help but laugh at the sweet scene between the two adults. Even the most afraid of Gellert would feel a toothache upon seeing this.

"Alright, alright, go away." Dumbledore blushed and shooed the children away like chickens. Even at his age, he was still a little embarrassed to be watched.

After being kicked out, the four little ones went their separate ways in the garden, none of them wanting to witness the other's affection. Besides, it was a rare opportunity to rest without training, and they preferred to spend time alone with their loved ones.

"The headmaster is definitely shy," Harry said with certainty.

"..."

"You don't need to say it out loud." Draco didn't know what to say. Sometimes you don't need to be so blunt; everyone just needs to understand.

"Come with me for a walk in the garden; I want to pick some flowers to put in the room."

"it is good."

Harry carried a flower basket in his left hand and held Draco's hand with his right, and the two of them strolled slowly outside.

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Since that day, Emeric has become even more audacious. Before, he would only touch the outside of Severus's clothes, but now he directly reaches inside to touch Severus's skin.

"Take it away." Severus grabbed the hand that was groping his stomach. He had lost all his strength and slumped into Emeric's arms. The little rascal would kiss his ear every now and then.

"No, you said you can't touch me during the day, so that means I can touch you at night."

"Is that what I meant?" Severus gritted his teeth and spat out the words, the tingling sensation in his waist making him tremble involuntarily.

"That's exactly what I mean~"

"You little rascal."

After cursing, Severus shifted his body slightly, allowing Emeric to hold him completely. His tense nerves slowly relaxed in Emeric's arms, and drowsiness washed over him.

"How about we don't go?"

"It was my fault back then. Even if you make amends, I can't pretend nothing happened."

"Okay, let's do it together."

Emeric then massaged Severus's lower back; he had been standing at Malfoy Manor for too long, and his back and legs were sore and numb. He reached out and covered the man with the blanket, also lowering the room temperature to make Severus more comfortable.

Soon the person in his arms fell asleep. Emeric kissed Severus's face, gently brushed away the hair on the man's face, unbuttoned the collar so as not to chafe him, and patted his back tenderly.

Once he was sure the man was asleep, Emeric slowly stopped patting his back, his hatred for Voldemort growing stronger. He considered finding something for Tom to do, to stop him from constantly calling meetings, especially at night.

Emeric always woke up early, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Severus still nestled in his arms. He couldn't help but recall when he first fell for Severus; it was the same when he held him in his arms, except now the man had gained some weight and looked much healthier.

It was past ten o'clock when the two of them were fully awake. Severus lay lazily in Emeric's arms, not wanting to get up for dinner. He had gone to bed too late the night before, which was causing him a headache.

Are you hungry?

"No, let me lie down a little longer."

"How about we get up at eleven? Your stomach will feel uncomfortable if you don't eat. How about I cook some noodles and stir-fry some bamboo shoots and shrimp as a topping?"

"I also want to drink shrimp and tofu soup."

"Okay~ How about watermelon juice today? We can use the remaining half to make a dessert with coconut milk jelly and sago pudding, okay?"

"eat."

Severus was so adorably lazy that Emeric was overjoyed and gave him several kisses.