I traveled to HP but I tied it to the wrong game system

Watching James and Sirius walk away, Sever breathed a sigh of relief. After drinking the medicine, Carl fell asleep in a daze. Sever gave him some water and sat beside him and waited for him to wake up.

Time passed by minute by minute. Just when Sever's vision was a little blurry due to the long wait, there was a sound similar to the flapping of birds' wings outside, which was just enough to wake people up.

The sun in the sky had almost set, and the sunset suddenly came in. I don't know how long it took, at this time a white snowy owl broke through the window. Sever looked at him and felt that this owl was not ordinary familiar.

This seemed to be the one who gave Carl the admission letter and bumped into him. How did it fly here? Sever squinted his eyes and watched the snowy owl flying in the air like a show of skill. This kind of showy flying posture made it hard not to think of Potter and Black.

The fist was slightly hard.

The little snowy owl started to fly very recklessly. Just as he was about to make another 365-degree turn in the air, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the unfriendly eyes of the black-haired boy in front of the window.

"……!!!"

The little snowy owl, who bullies the weak and fears the strong, flapped its wings and stopped forcibly. It braked suddenly at the door window and landed steadily at the window.

As the owl flew closer, Sever discovered that he was carrying a small package with two letters stuck on it, one signed by Penny Evans and the other by Mr. and Mrs. Coster.

"What is this?" Sever was not sure whose package it was. The little snowy owl tilted his head and looked at Carl lying next to him. The answer was self-evident.

"Carl's?" Sever took the package. Seeing that the things had been delivered perfectly, the little snowy owl left here like an arrow shot from a bow, and did not even shamelessly ask the recipient for snacks.

Putting Carl's package on the table, there was a very fragrant muffin smell inside the package. Even though it was cold, it could still be smelled.

Most people would be greedy or enjoy the sweet smell of pastries, but Carl was different from other children. He suddenly began to roll around on the bed and kept mumbling something in his mouth. His face looked a little terrified, as if he had a nightmare.

"Carl?" Severus put his ear close to Carl's mouth and heard Carl muttering, "It's so hot in the bakery, I don't want to make cookies, I don't want to..."

"Okay, okay, I won't make cookies." What? Did he just dream of being caught by Evans to make cookies? Severus said that he really couldn't do anything with such a person.

"I don't want to bake a cake either. How can a ten-year-old boy make a chiffon cake!!!"

"I'll help you stop her and won't let her take you away." Although he knew that Carl in his sleep might not hear what he was saying at all, Severus still answered him, every word.

Carl paused for a moment after listening to Severus' words. Just when Severus thought that this guy had fallen asleep, Carl started talking nonsense again as if he was in a daze.

"And Severus is also super excessive. He clearly said that he would help people make potions, but he was so strict and fierce. It's too much."

"How can I be fierce?" He knew that he shouldn't argue with a fool who was confused by fever, but Severus still couldn't help but ask his soul. He was obviously very gentle, but Carl was really ungrateful.

"Severus just can't be fierce to me!" This person started the question-and-answer mode as if he could hear Severus' words, and even a few tears oozed out of the corners of his eyes. I don't know if the sweat left after the fever just reached the eyes.

"Okay, I won't do it next time. Go to sleep obediently." Severus comforted him as usual, although he didn't admit that he had been fierce to Carl.

In just three seconds, a voice close to clarity came from the bed, "Really?"

In a blink of an eye, the person on the bed woke up at some point, and the eyes hidden under the white quilt were full of joy that the plan had succeeded.

"..."

Sever looked at Carl, turned his body, "Fake." He said this sentence mercilessly.

"Hey, how can this be... cough cough cough cough..." Carl raised his voice but before he could finish the sentence, he started coughing because of the fatigue of being sick.

"Slow down." Sever looked at Carl like this and stopped saying hard words. He gently patted Carl's back and handed him a cup of potion, "Madam Pomfrey asked me to give you this after you wake up."

"..." Carl looked at the potion and fell into silence. This silence lasted about ten seconds, and then Carl buried himself under the quilt, rolled twice and wrapped himself into a silkworm pupa, and then let his face show a little bit, "I want to drink pumpkin juice..."

"It's useless to drink anything you want. You're sick.Just drink the medicine obediently. "

"I won't drink it, I won't drink it!" Carl continued to fight with Sev. Of course, the final result was that Carl, who had just recovered from a serious illness, had no ability to fight with Sev for too long, and was forced to stuff the potion and a large glass of water.

"You clearly said that you would not be mean to me, but you still treated me like this." Carl squeezed his body into the corner and stared at Sev with a resentful expression.

Sev held the potion in his hand and nodded with satisfaction. He did not answer Carl's words but pretended to ask him casually, "When did you wake up?"

Hearing this, Carl stood there blankly as if he was cast a petrification spell. "Well, well... when did I wake up? Probably when..."

After being petrified, he changed the subject. Carl put his hands on his head and gestured back and forth to make a thinking look, and then playfully winked to interrupt and get away with it, "Oh, I forgot. "

Sever looked at Carl, and after all, he was concerned about the fact that he had just woken up from a fever, so he didn't turn around and leave like before. He put away the potion bottle that Carl had drunk, and said to Carl while tidying up the table.

"Just tell me directly if you wake up. I will be worried if you do this." Sever's voice was originally loud, but it became smaller and smaller, and those few words that resembled worry almost became as loud as mosquitoes.

"Puff." Carl looked at Sever, who was probably shy, trying his best to restrain his laughter. This kind of Sever was really super cute. Hearing Carl's voice, Sever's eyes were like knives, which made Carl immediately put away his playful expression.

"Well, it was when you told me not to let Penny take me away, but Sever was the type who would agree when others were unconscious and talking nonsense? "

"It's the first time I know this, it's quite cute." Although he put away his smile, he saw a cup on the table, and as a cat, how could he not touch it? This sword must be sold.