The god of flesh and blood magic at Hogwarts!

"Oh! Voldemort has been dead for three or four years? These days are so happy." Thorne sighed while sitting on the sofa in the Hogwarts professors' lounge.

"Huh... As long as Sirius and Lupin are not dead in this world, there is no way to say that we are happy." Snape on the side complained.

"Hehe... Well, tomorrow is Teddy's first birthday party. Lupin is embarrassed to tell you, so I asked you, are you going?" Thorne laughed awkwardly.

"No." Snape said concisely.

"Okay... By the way, Snape, well... I have a friend. Since last year, he and his wife have been preparing for pregnancy, but there has been no result until now. I politely ask, which side is the problem in this situation?" Thorne asked quietly.

Snape looked up and looked around the lounge, which was empty except for him and Thorne, and shrugged.

"There are no outsiders here. Is this friend of yours yourself?"

"How could that be? You are joking." Thorne waved his hand.

"............................................."

"Okay, I'm just asking." Thorne shrugged and said.

"..........................This, drink it ten minutes ago." Snape took out a bottle of purple potion from his arms.

"Who drinks it?" Thorne asked.

"Your friend." Snape raised his eyelids and said.

"Thank you so much, really, you are the greatest professor in Slytherin." Thorne complimented hurriedly.

"Well, hurry up, hurry up, you can go to Hogwarts to study with these little wizards in the future. You are the youngest among you, but I didn't expect that your future children will still be." Snape suddenly thought of something and complained.

"Even if the children are young, you can beat them to a pulp, guaranteed." Thorne said and was about to run away.

"Well... and this." Snape took out a small bottle of golden potion from his pocket, like flowing gold.

"Felixir, please give me a gift tomorrow." Snape said coldly.

"No problem." Thorne nodded.

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One year later.

"We threw the child to the parents for two months. They won't be angry, right? Do they think we are not qualified parents?" Hermione saw through the window that the various furniture and ornaments in Granger's parents' house were turned upside down by the magic of little Black, and she couldn't help but say embarrassedly.

"Forget it, we will fight against the enemy and cover the water with earth." Thorne shrugged, pushed the door and walked in, and instantly used magic to repair the disrupted furniture and ornaments and put them in their original places.

"Hey? The two great heroes are back? Didn't you say you would go home to check the family tree to name the child? What's going on? It took two months to check it?" Mr. Granger said faintly while holding the baby.

"Uh... it took a little while." Thorne said awkwardly.

"Make it longer. Have you thought of a name?" Mr. Granger shrugged.

"I've thought of it. It's Heathley, Heathley Black." Thorne said the name that suddenly popped up in his mind with his hands on his waist.

"Hmm... it sounds pretty good."

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[The famous wizard Seamus Finnigan improved the blasting spell, which is low noise and high power. It has been included in the magic teaching materials and the defense against the dark arts teaching materials. ]

[Harry Potter, the boy who survived a disaster, became an Auror? ]

[Lucius Malfoy successfully acquired a Muggle technology company by using nothing to get something for nothing. The Ministry of Magic is monitoring and investigating its possible magic crimes. ]

"Why is the Daily Prophet so abstract now? Lucius is awesome." Thorne, who was sitting at the breakfast teacher's seat, kept complaining while reading the newspaper and drinking a bowl of oatmeal porridge.

"This is the Great Hall, and there are little wizards all over the place. Besides, it's been a while, why are you still spouting all kinds of trash? Granger, don't you care about him when you're at home?" Snape said quietly.asked quietly.

"Uh..................................................."

Hermione was a little embarrassed. How should she say that she actually cursed secretly when she was at home, and the person she cursed the most was Snape, who was the one who deducted Gryffindor's points every other day.

But can such things be said?

Definitely not.

If it was Thorne, he would probably say it. His emotional intelligence seemed to be negative day by day. Without me and Yin Yue, it seemed that he couldn't speak.

But I am different. I can speak a lot. Let's see how I do.................................

"She cursed at home, and she cursed you, but you didn't know it." Thorne said quietly.

The teacher's seat couldn't help but be silent, like a ghost.

"Gryffindor, deduct ten points, because you didn't eat quietly downstairs... Don't you know that you can't talk when you eat or sleep?"

Snape said with a sullen face.

"Thorne, come with me." Hermione stood up from her seat and grabbed the chair where Thorne was sitting, dragging the chair and the whole person towards the corridor.

"No sister..."

"What are you doing?"

"No??? It's really not that bad!"

"Hermione? Hermione? Have some humanity!"

"Sister! My dear sister!"

"Ah..........................................."

All the little wizards in the auditorium focused their eyes on the end of the corridor where the terrifying sound came from, and their fear of Professor Black deepened.

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