The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

0143 Before Dawn

There will be no second person in Hogwarts who can walk out of this style.

Ernie and Hermione made an appointment to meet at the gate of the castle after lunch, and left with Snape.

The topic they were going to talk about was not suitable for the public. On the way, the two of them agreed silently and hurried downstairs.

The underground corridors of Hogwarts were still the underworld as usual, those torches could not provide sufficient lighting, but the restless flames twisted and frantically twisted the shadows.

If it wasn't Ernie or Snape who walked here, but Satan, he would definitely give a high score to the arrangement in front of him.

Maybe when we go back, we will mobilize people to find out who designed this place, and then turn that guy's soul out to work for him.

Aini has long wanted to discard the torches on both sides and install a row of chandeliers in the corridor. Living in this environment for a long time will never have any positive impact on the children.

It's a pity that the authority of the lower level belongs to Slytherin, and even Dumbledore has difficulty adjusting the layout here.

Entering Snape's studio, Aini walked to the square table in the southeast corner with ease. After seeing the opposite sofa, he couldn't help feeling warm.

There was only one sofa when he first came, and the studio's layout had barely changed in the previous decade.

"I'm not used to not being able to see the crucible when I come here." Aini looked at the empty workbench, because Snape had been away for a long time, and put away all kinds of utensils.

"I just came back, and I haven't had time to set it up yet." Snape looked at the well-arranged workbenches beside him, thinking that this place would soon be busy.

Silently counting the list that is not easy to shirk, even though he enjoys brewing potions, he still has some palpitations - that is the enthusiastic call from 007.

Perhaps, we can take this "opportunity" to provide extracurricular tutoring for gifted students? The title of NWET pre-exam sprint sounds good.

Snape looked down and fiddled with a Muggle-style coffee mill, a gift from another friend before leaving Edinburgh at noon today.

"Ani, will we succeed?" Snape didn't raise his head, his deep voice revealed unconcealed, or undisguised, uneasiness and exhaustion.

A certain friend on the opposite side was stunned for a moment. Since the first time we met a few years ago, Sif has given people the impression of being confident, assertive and tough. He has never been seen as weak as he is now.

Aini searched for the words in his mind, not knowing how to speak comfortingly, or even whether he should speak.

Maybe the other party didn't want to seek answers from him. As a personal participant, Snape was very clear about the progress and prospects of the experiment.

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Snape grabbed the handle of the coffee grinder and shook it slowly, followed by the same slow tone.

"We have been busy for two months without sleeping and eating, and we have to admit that there are indeed many genius ideas among Muggles. E told me that the only thing I need to worry about is public opinion, and the results can be seen within a year."

Hearing this, Aini frowned slightly. The report materials sent by Breath of Nature did not say so. Even if the financial support is more sufficient, it will take two to three years to complete this project.

This still won't be stuck at a critical node.

But he didn't think much about it, maybe the research institute was too optimistic.

"But when I saw the hope, I found that I was not ready, or I was not prepared at all. Maybe it was too long, so long that I had forgotten how to plan for the future."

Snape was fiddling with the hand pot, and suddenly asked, "Ani, do you have any plans for the future life?"

plan?

Eat, sleep, play Tom?

Or eat, sleep, pet cats?

To be honest, he really didn't have a perfect plan.

In terms of Breath of Nature, he points out a general direction with a vision that is beyond the times, and Ms. Capet is doing the specific planning and implementation.

And my own life...

Before I came to teach at Hogwarts, I hung out with cuties every day, wouldn't it be nice to just masturbate?How can you plan what to do?

When it comes to Hogwarts, the plan can't keep up with the rapid changes. More often than not, it's just a matter of taking one step at a time, seeing the tricks and breaking the tricks.

Most of them are short-term calculations, life plans and the like, I really haven't thought about it.

"Neither have I. I thought that the rest of my life would be to stay in this studio, to explore the mysteries of potions, until I went to another world." Snape laughed at himself, and he already knew the answer from Ernie's silence.

"When you were in your grade, I was very obsessed with black magic. At that time, I regarded the exploration of magic as a lifelong pursuit until..."

Snape was silent again, only the sound of coffee dripping for a moment.

"That person never appeared again. I knew he would not die so easily, but the irony is that when I regained the courage in my heart, there was only one chance left to face him."

While speaking, Snape handed over the coffee he had made, and Aini saw his eyes for the first time.

There are obsessions that have not yet dissipated, regrets that do not know people, shame of self-conscious cowardice, and dissociation after mourning and passing away.All kinds of unbearable pasts are woven together, blending into Severus Snape.

In the original trajectory, the light chaser who was so infuriating and disgusting before revealing his identity, and so regrettable and distressing after the truth was revealed, walked calmly on the side of the abyss. Take a stroll on the path.

"I started loathing myself, loathing black magic and everything related, and at the beginning, I even refused to use magic spells..."

Aini picked up the coffee and took a sip. It was extremely bitter, but what followed was an unexpectedly rich aroma.

Most wizards can only barely make a plate of unspeakable salad after they are out of magic.The magic that permeates everyday life facilitates and takes them out of it.

The unique fragrance of this cup of hand-ground coffee seems to make Aini travel through time and space, and see the clumsy but persistent figure after abandoning magic.

Maybe Snape was immersed in potions afterwards. Apart from his own talent and love, there were also individuals who were once amazingly talented in potions. They had many topics and memories in this regard.

As for the obsession with becoming a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, more likely, it is just wanting to face Voldemort's means, resist him upright, and use his life to dispel the haze that once oppressed his heart.

However, in order to protect the son of his beloved, he chose to give up resistance until the eve of the decisive battle when he faced Shekou, allowing Nagini's fangs to pierce his neck.

In the end, he failed to achieve his wish. After seeing the bleeding snake fang, Voldemort might feel a little pity for the loss of a loyal servant, but it was not what Snape expected. anger and annoyance.

Snape failed, but he was willing, and finally succeeded in protecting Lily's son.

He doesn't regret it!

Even if the sky is about to break dawn, but I fell before dawn...