Chapter 31 Snape's Dark History (Please collect and recommend)



On the way, Kyle took the opportunity to ask some questions he encountered while practicing magic, and Dumbledore was not stingy and answered them all.

Because of their different destinations, they separated not long after entering the castle.

When Dumbledore returned to the headmaster's office, Snape was already waiting for him there.

"This is the material needed for the magic suppression potion."

Snape casually slapped a long piece of parchment on the table and said in a long tone: "Our vice-headmaster said that it contains a lot of precious materials and requires your signature."

"Minerva is just too conventional. I remember telling her a long time ago that she can make the decisions on everything in the school."

Dumbledore picked up the parchment and said nonchalantly, "Besides, it's just a magic suppressant potion. How can it be so precious... huh?"

When Dumbledore saw the contents of the parchment clearly, his expression changed.

Mandrake Juice: 50 oz.

Hoclapp Juice: 50 oz.

Australian Ocellated Dragon Eggshell: 5 pcs.

Erumpent Explosive Fluid: 10 oz.

Horns of the horned camel: 5.

Aconitum: 100 pcs.

This is just a part of it. There are probably more than thirty kinds of others when all added up.

After Dumbledore finished reading it all, he felt his forehead throbbing.

If he remembered correctly, among the six ingredients written at the top, only one - Mandrake juice - was needed, and the others had absolutely nothing to do with the magic-suppressing potion.

And Australian Ocellated Dragon Eggshell... This thing is the main ingredient of the berserk potion, right? How dare he write it in? Does he really think that others don't understand potions at all?

And the numbers behind that.

Fifty ounces of mandrake juice. If all of this were brewed into a magic suppressant potion, it would be enough for the entire school to drink for a week.

The horns of erinaceus are ground into powder and sold on the market, but Snape buys them by the horn, five horns at that. Doesn't he know how expensive this thing is?

Why did he come to buy the goods? At this time, Dumbledore also understood why Snape came to him to sign.

Given Professor McGonagall's personality, she would definitely not agree to such an outrageous order, or maybe Snape didn't even go to find Professor McGonagall, but came directly to him.

"Severus..." Dumbledore thought for a moment and decided to give Snape another chance. He asked tentatively, "These are the ingredients for brewing the magic-suppressing potion."

Snape nodded and said calmly, "Yes, Headmaster."

Dumbledore: "Then what is this Australian Ocellated Dragon eggshell..."

Snape: "This is a new recipe I'm trying."

“That’s too many.”

"Please forgive me, Headmaster." Snape said as a matter of course, "I haven't brewed a magic suppressant potion for a long time. It's normal to make a few mistakes, so the materials must be sufficient."

"It seems that I have no reason to object anymore." Dumbledore picked up a scarlet feather pen and signed his name on the parchment in two strokes.

After taking the parchment filled with private goods, Snape couldn't wait to fill up his own private storage room... No, he should have been brewing potions for Mikel.

But at this time, Dumbledore said intentionally or unintentionally: "Severus, what do you think of Kyle?"

"Kyle?" The smugness on Snape's face disappeared, and he said with a hint of mockery: "What plans do you have now? The great Headmaster Dumbledore."

"No, no, no, Severus, I think you misunderstood. This is just a normal reaction of a headmaster when he sees an outstanding student. If you don't want to say it, forget it."

Dumbledore picked up a cockroach-shaped candy and threw it into his mouth. He also gave one to Snape considerately: "Would you like to try it? It tastes very good."

"No need," said Snape disgustedly.

He really couldn't understand why Dumbledore liked this kind of bizarre-looking thing when there were so many kinds of candy in the wizarding world.

This stuff looks even more disgusting than the slime of the philoprogenitor caterpillar.

Dumbledore acted as if he didn't see his disgusted expression and continued to talk to himself, "He is kind, brave, honest, and calm in times of crisis. Hogwarts hasn't had such an outstanding first-year wizard for a long time.

I remember her mother Diana was also in Slytherin, and she was only one year older than you."

"Shut up!"

Hearing this, Snape's eyes twitched suddenly, and he said gloomily: "Never mention that name in front of me, never! Never! Do it!"

When he said the last few words, Snape even roared.

This made the portraits of all the former headmasters extremely dissatisfied, and they all accused Snape of being disrespectful and daring to talk back to the headmaster.

Unfortunately, Snape ignored them.

He dared to yell at the current principal, so why would he be afraid of those paintings? He only called them principals when he was given face, but if he didn't, they were just a piece of torn paper, too hard to even wipe the crucible.

"I didn't expect that it's been so long since that happened, but you still remember it."

Dumbledore also ignored the noisy portraits and sighed softly, "But Severus, even now, I still think you were wrong at that time.

Diana is a very well-mannered girl. If you hadn’t said those dirty words to Chris, why would she block you in the common room every day…”

"Bang!"

Before Dumbledore could finish his words, he was interrupted by a loud slam of the door.

The noise was so loud that even Fawkes, the sleeping phoenix next to him, was startled. He flapped his wings hard in the direction Snape left to express his dissatisfaction at being woken up.

“Puff…”

Seeing Snape's angry back, a fat wizard portrait suddenly couldn't help laughing. But after seeing Dumbledore's playful eyes, he immediately covered his mouth and ran away to another frame.

Dumbledore comforted Fawkes and muttered softly, "Really? How come as I get older, I like to reminisce about the past more and more..."

"Oh, hypocrisy."

On the wall, the goateed former headmaster Phoenix Nigellus Black couldn't help but say, "Don't think I don't know, you did it on purpose. Look at how stingy you are. Little Snape just asked for a little more potion material. It's not a big deal. When I was the headmaster, it was...

Wait, Dumbledore, what do you want to do? Can't I just stop talking? Don't come over here!"

(End of this chapter)


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