Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Seeing the familiar greasy head and the gloomy face that was blind to the sun, Soul retracted his wand with confidence.

No matter what Snape was like, he was still a professor at Hogwarts and was trusted by Dumbledore, so he could definitely trust him.

What's more, they are old acquaintances.

The second half of the second year was spent with Snape for a long time.

There is a saying, your indifference is yours, what I say is my indifference, we are all good friends?

Unfortunately, Snape did not respond to his wave, but simply turned around and the window slammed shut.

Su Er didn't take it seriously and trotted towards the last house in the alley.

"Creak!" The old door made an unpleasant sound. Suer walked in curiously and saw a narrow, dark corridor.

Well...everyone's entrance hall is spacious and bright, but when it comes to Snape's place, it turns into a spooky ghost movie shooting venue...There are still a few empty spider webs hanging in the corners of the corridor, and the walls The dark red veneer layer is covered with dust, and some areas are still stained with dark green stains. If a ghost suddenly appeared here, no, it would be the ghost Suer.

Without staying any longer, Suer walked straight through this place that even a horror film director would praise, and it was hard to tell whether it was a corridor or an entrance, and came to a narrow place---let's call it the living room.

It seemed that Snape used this place as a study, as you can tell by looking at the walls of books that took up a large area around it.

Unlike the corridor outside where the whooshing wind blows up to your neck, there is a light source here - referring to the candle lamp hanging from the ceiling that is covered by a layer of glass that is no longer see-through.

But for some reason, Soul felt that this place was scarier than outside - like a prison cell with soft walls.

According to the convention of horror movies, it is cold outside, and the protagonist will relax a little after arriving here, because there is the light that human beings need, even if it is very weak.

At this time, the indescribable thing should come out. There is blood on the body, the hair is greasy as if it has not been washed for several years, and there are unknown internal organs on the hands, which are soft and wet...

Yes, this is how Snape feels to Sur now---he walked out of a secret door in the book wall and was looking at Suer gloomily, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Surprisingly, Sur was able to walk through several streets here alive?

Snape glanced at Soul up and down several times, making Soul feel hairy all over.

"Good luck." He snorted softly from his nose. It was hard to tell whether it was a compliment or a sinister expression. "Come up, Mr. Bones."

Soul didn't know what Snape meant by "good luck" and didn't ask. He knew Snape wouldn't answer.

"Are you going to skin these toads? Professor."

After walking up the long stairs and turning a corner, Snape led him into a room in the middle of the two floors. What he saw was a console and countless glass bottles and potion materials.

A toad stared at Suer with its big eyes, and there were several living ones in a glass box on the side.

Sur just asked symbolically, and skillfully took out a toad from the box, and let it die painlessly. Then, he put the blood into a glass bottle, which can be used to make other things. Putting the potion's entrails aside, he pressed the dead toad on the table and started peeling it off from the top.

If Neville saw this series of skillful skills, he would probably faint.

Soul had long been familiar with the handling of various potion materials, because in the past school year, he always had to help Snape handle the potions before training.

Snape was obviously very satisfied with the timely arrival of Su Toolman Er. Generally, a Potions Master would always have several apprentices to help him handle some boring dismemberment work, so that he could devote all his energy to making magic. drug body.

Snape didn't speak, and his expression didn't change, but he silently left some simple but complicated tasks to Soul, and then he picked up a crucible and started cooking.

In this way, the two of them performed their duties, and there was no other sound in this small apothecary except for the occasional beeping sound of the potion in the crucible.

Soul could feel that the potion Snape was preparing to brew was extremely complex and required him to process a lot of materials.

He first processed some simple materials and put them into their own containers. Suer found that many of the remaining materials contained highly toxic substances. For example, this red one had green lines on its back. The beetle, for example, has a purple fruit that can bring down several elephants with just one drop.

The professor wants to make poison? ? ?

Suer had no doubt that after all these materials were put into a potion, the potion's toxicity would be horrifying.

"Professor..." Suer said weakly, "How to deal with this beetle."

He swallowed. Although he had come into contact with similar crustaceans in school, most of them were non-toxic.

But the one in front of him had only been seen in books. It was bitten by a powerful poison that even Merlin had no time to save. It didn't require blood, and it would die as soon as the skin broke, faster than Avada Kedavra.

Snape turned his head and glanced, paused, took a pair of thin transparent gloves from under the console and threw them over.

"Wear it and hold down the insect's horns. I only want its body. The back shell and horns are useless."

After saying that, he went back to stir up his potion, not caring whether Sur would be bitten and die here...

Uh... Soul was stunned for a while by the operating table before swallowing and putting on his gloves. He carefully picked up the strangely colored beetle, but he never thought about holding down the corners and preparing to shell it as Snape ordered. When it happened, the beetle broke free and smacked Sur's finger.

"It's over..." Suer subconsciously exerted force on his hands, closed his eyes and waited for death.

"What are you doing?" Snape's voice came with a mocking tone, "It's just a beetle that scares you? Aren't you very courageous? You dare to burn the Forbidden Forest and you don't dare to deal with it. A little bug?"

"Uh... I... I'm not dead?" Sur murmured subconsciously. He clearly felt the beetle bite his finger, and the clear stinging sensation was by no means false.

Snape obviously heard it and let out a sneer, but when his eyes glanced at the beetle that had been smashed by Soul, he still frowned in pain.

"This is a treasure." Soul looked at the bitten part in surprise and did not respond to Snape's venom attack. He was used to being ridiculed every time.

The gloves given by Snape perfectly blocked the beetle's tines.

"I don't know what material it is made of..." Since he won't be poisoned, he can rest assured.

"How about I take these gloves with me when I finish them later..." Su Er secretly made up his mind.

ps: The next few chapters are purely original, and new characters have also appeared. Well, you can guess who he is.

My mind is buzzing as I write this. First of all, I would like to state that it has nothing to do with any conspiracy. My writing style does not allow me to write conspiracy articles that are too mind-numbing.