Chapter 19: Snape with a Tea-like Demeanor

Chapter 19: Chapter 19: Snape with a Tea-like Demeanor

Chapter Nineteen: Snape with a Tea-like Demeanor

Vesey was woken up early in the morning by Madam Pomfrey.

She immediately put on a shocked expression.

"School has started? But I remember that when I went to bed, it was only July!"

Madam Pomfrey blushed.

Just as she was about to explain everything to Vesey, she heard Snape’s voice.

"Sorry. I just wanted you to grow taller. You won’t blame me, will you?"

Snape spoke softly.

The aroma of tea practically filled the air.

Vesey almost couldn’t help spitting out a mouthful of saliva.

Help! Who is this low-grade green tea?

Is it Snape?

Even Madam Pomfrey’s eyes widened in shock.

She looked at Snape in disbelief.

Had Severus secretly been given Polyjuice Potion?

If someone else had said something like this, she might have believed it.

But coming from Snape, it gave her goosebumps.

Vesey felt exactly the same way.

But she still held back her laughter.

With tremendous effort, she controlled the corners of her mouth and then said gratefully:

"That’s all right. Thank you, Professor and Madam. I really, really have never met anyone who was so kind to me. Thank goodness I’ve met so many people like that recently!"

Madam Pomfrey’s face filled with pity.

She lowered her head and kissed Vesey on the forehead.

"Good girl, you’re so lovable..."

Before Madam Pomfrey could finish, Snape pulled her away.

He wiped Vesey’s forehead with a handkerchief, then looked dangerously at Madam Pomfrey.

"Vesey doesn’t like other people touching her, so..."

Vesey’s mouth twitched.

I don’t like men touching me.

Women are fine. Even Madam Pomfrey is fine!

"Professor, I really like Madam Pomfrey!"

She couldn’t help saying it.

Of course, she was worried that Snape might become upset, so she quickly added:

"I like you too!"

Snape’s livid expression slowly returned to normal after hearing those words, and he couldn’t even stop himself from showing a proud smile.

Madam Pomfrey, meanwhile, looked at Vesey with a strange expression.

Snape had already accepted that Vesey liked girls, but Madam Pomfrey was too old.

To dispel Vesey’s thoughts, he couldn’t help saying:

"Madam Pomfrey is almost forty years old!"

Madam Pomfrey: "???"

I’m almost forty, and what does that have to do with you?

Vesey looked at him speechlessly.

What is wrong with these people?!

No matter how much you liked women, you wouldn’t deliberately go looking for an aunt decades older than you, would you?

I just don’t feel awkward around women.

The main point is familial affection.

Of course, if she’s a particularly beautiful aunt... Bah! What aunt?

That’s an older sister!

Vesey looked at Snape.

He was still glaring unhappily at Madam Pomfrey.

Even if Vesey liked girls, she couldn’t possibly like someone that old!

Thinking about how every woman Vesey came into contact with in the future would probably be scrutinized by Snape as if she were his future daughter-in-law, Vesey immediately decided to put his mind at ease.

So she put on a confused expression.

"Professor?"

Then, soon afterward, it turned into an expression of disapproval.

"Professor, it’s wrong to talk about a girl’s age in public. Madam Pomfrey is as gentle as an elder to me. I don’t want you to bully her!"

Madam Pomfrey’s face immediately broke into a smile.

She pulled Vesey into her arms and rubbed her vigorously.

Vesey could even feel the imposing presence of her chest.

See!

This is the kind of familial affection I’m talking about!

She grinned.

Only then did Snape realize that Vesey was merely an eleven-year-old child.

She doesn’t understand these feelings yet!

He breathed a sigh of relief, though he still felt a little unhappy when he saw the expression on Madam Pomfrey’s face.

He didn’t dare touch Lily’s child himself, yet this woman was hugging her all she wanted.

Does she think she gave birth to Vesey?

But whenever Snape thought about how Vesey had been ruined in the end in that other timeline if no one had rescued her in advance, he still couldn’t bring himself to pull Madam Pomfrey away.

This child’s life had been so miserable in another timeline.

He could never bear to make her sad.

However, after waiting for a while, when he saw Madam Pomfrey about to kiss Vesey again, Snape finally couldn’t help speaking.

"Is that enough? It’s time to take the train. Dumbledore insists that Vesey come to school by train. I tried to persuade him for a long time, but he wouldn’t agree!"

Madam Pomfrey looked at the shameless Snape with a complicated expression.

Why is Sev talking like such a green-tea man now?

But it really was getting late.

Madam Pomfrey reluctantly let go of Vesey.

She really loved the child. She was just too cute.

With her palm-sized face, beautiful emerald-green eyes, and fiery red hair, she was both beautiful and adorable without being overly alluring.

She didn’t seem to realize how pretty she was. Whenever she looked at people cautiously, even Madam Pomfrey, who had seen countless beautiful girls over the years, couldn’t help but melt at her cuteness.

"Vesey, you’ll grow into a great beauty in the future!"

Madam Pomfrey couldn’t help sighing.

Vesey tilted her head, embarrassment appearing on her face, and looked hesitantly at Madam Pomfrey.

"What’s wrong?"

Madam Pomfrey looked at her curiously.

Is she shy?

Vesey opened her mouth.

Her face turned red, and in the end, she couldn’t help saying:

"Thank you, Madam, for complimenting me. But I’m sorry. I won’t grow into a great beauty in the future. I’m so ugly that even magic can’t save me..."

Snape and Madam Pomfrey’s eyes widened.

What stupid thing did this child just say?

Vesey pretended to wipe her eyes and spoke as though she were becoming increasingly insecure.

"I’m stupid and ugly. When I was in the orphanage, the aunties and the other children all said I was ugly. The matron’s mother even said I was a fool and that I couldn’t be taught anything..."

Snape: "!!"

He clenched his fists angrily.

"Bullshit!"

He couldn’t help cursing.

Seeing the fearful look in Vesey’s eyes, he quickly softened his voice and comforted her.

"I mean, they’re talking nonsense. You’re beautiful. You’re just as beautiful as your mother.

"And you’re not stupid, either. You forgot? I asked you to buy ice cream, and you came back so quickly. Isn’t that proof of your intelligence?"

Vesey stared blankly at Snape.

What nonsense is he talking about?

Is being able to buy ice cream and come back quickly really a sign of genius?