Two Worlds: I studied abroad at Hogwarts

Chapter 289 Snape's Thoughts
Moon read the contents of the entire parchment carefully three times.

"So [Divine Sharpness] can sever the nodes on the opponent's body."

"Yes, although [Divine Edge] is very sharp, it is not intended to attack the opponent's weak points."

Seeing that Moon understood so quickly, Snape nodded slightly.

"Professor, if that's the case, wouldn't it be more effective to use [Divine Sharpness] to attack the opponent's knees, wrists, or even neck?"

Hearing Moon's surprised voice as if he had discovered a new world, Snape unconsciously tightened the measuring cup in his hand.

[It seems that I really have trained a dark wizard! ]

boom!
As the measuring cup exploded, Snape's roar echoed throughout the office.

"You're so young! How come your head is full of murderous thoughts?"

"Attacking people's eyes and necks, do you know these are very dangerous behaviors?"

"Are you a Gryffindor lion or do you belong in Slytherin?"

Having said that, Snape suddenly stopped roaring.

He looked at Moon in surprise, then gradually came to his senses.

"Have you ever thought about transferring to another hospital?"

Snape's mind quickly flashed through all his interactions with Moon in recent times.

Being very hardworking in study and full of thirst for knowledge about high-level magic, isn't this the ambition of Slytherin?

His brain is very smart and he can discover the deeply hidden Quirrell just like him. Isn't this the cleverness of Slytherin?

Every time he makes a deal with me, he can always get the most favorable result through negotiation. Isn't this the cunning of Slytherin?

All the images of Moon flashed by quickly.

Then Snape came to an unexpected but reasonable conclusion.

Apart from respecting his bloodline, the little wizard in front of him was really suitable for Slytherin College.

Seeing Snape staring at him closely, Moon took two steps back unconsciously.

"Uh, Professor, please stop joking. I'm here for something else and I'd like to ask for your help."

When Snape heard Moon's refusal, he felt like he had lost a treasure.

Then he quickly calmed himself down, and started to clean up the mess on the operating table.

"You didn't even agree to my request, why should I help you?"

Snape said as he took out his wand and cast a repairing charm on the broken measuring cup.

Then, he slowly prepared various potion ingredients.

"Well, Professor, perhaps you would be very interested in my question."

Hearing Moon's words, Snape's hand paused in mid-air, then continued to operate as if nothing had happened.

"Let me tell you in advance, if you don't have any new rare materials, I won't agree to help you."

Moon did bring back a lot of rare herbs from the Vina Islands this time.

Even golden spinal fluid was obtained from the spine of the lava-scale sea snake.

However, he had not planned to trade potions with Professor Snape.

Of course, in addition to these materials, Moon believed that his problem should also attract Snape's attention.

After all, at Hogwarts, everyone knows that the professor in front of them really wants to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

And Moon's problem is very similar to this position.

"Professor, I must have been struck by some powerful curse."

Snape's hand paused in mid-air again.

After looking up and making sure that Moon was not lying.

He put down the measuring cup in his hand and quickly walked over to Moon.

"Curse? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Are you feeling unwell?"

Apart from a little concern for Moon, Snape's eyes were full of curiosity about the curse.

"I'm not feeling uncomfortable, but, Professor, could you please look at me differently?"

Snape looked at him as if he were looking at a perfect experiment.

His eyes moved over Moon's body inch by inch, slowly sweeping from the top of his head to his toes, without missing any details.

"How can you perfectly resolve the curse without careful observation?"

Snape ignored Moon's words.

He drew out his wand again and swept it over Moon thoroughly.

"Strange, apart from some abnormal magical fluctuations in your body, no curse energy can be detected."

Snape said, circling around Moon like Madam Pomfrey.

"Professor, I remember your book recorded a potion that uses phoenix tears as the main ingredient."

"Don't even think about it. This potion can't cure the curse on you."

As soon as Moon proposed an idea, Snape immediately interrupted him.

"The methods recorded in that booklet can only resolve ordinary curses."

While observing Moon's body, Snape explained the method in the booklet.

Whether it's [Instant Curse Stop], a magical herbal bath, or a potion made from phoenix tears.

They only target curse types that can be repaired and cured by causing "damage to the body".

As for Moon's curse, it now seems that it has not caused any harm to his body.

Moreover, this curse is hidden very deeply.

It can't be solved by ordinary magic or potions.

"Professor, isn't there a better way?"

After listening to Snape's explanation, Moon became a little nervous.

He was absolutely certain that he was cursed, but neither the school doctor nor the Potions Master could tell.

This is enough to show that the curse is very powerful.

"I have a method, but I haven't conducted any specific experiments yet. I wonder if you dare to try it."

Moon heard the hidden meaning in Snape's words. The Potions Professor clearly used him as a test sample.

"Professor, could you first tell me what the method is?"

Moon knew very well that with his current abilities, he was unable to deal with the curse hidden in his mind.

Whatever Snape's method is, it's important to understand it first.

Perhaps noticing Moon's worry, Snape tried his best to force a warm smile.

"Don't worry, I've tried this new potion myself, and it's not lethal."

Snape said this, turning and waving at the medicine cabinet on the wall.

With a creaking sound, the medicine cabinet slowly moved away, and a palm-sized wooden door appeared on the wall.

Snape once again raised his wand to the wooden door and cast an unfamiliar spell.

Click.

The wooden door opened and a bottle of black potion could be seen inside.

"This is a potion I experimented with myself: a sedative."

Snape reached out and took out the potion, shaking it in front of him with satisfaction, as if admiring some treasure.

"To be precise, this is an inhibitor. Its main ingredients are Thestral cerebrospinal fluid and a mysterious reverse growth herb."

According to Snape's explanation.

This so-called sedative is exactly what he wants in order to obtain the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Snape was very confident that he could use this potion to suppress the backlash of the curse he suffered when he was a professor.

However, Dumbledore never agreed to his request.

"Professor, is there any flaw in your potion?"

Moon had long known from Ron that Hogwarts was eager to recruit a qualified Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Since Snape had this potion, there was no reason why Dumbledore would not use it to get rid of the most vicious curse plaguing the school.

"Well, I have to say, you are indeed very smart."

Snape put the potion on the operating table and sat aside to explain it solemnly.

"This potion is called an inhibitor because its main function is to suppress the curse, not to resolve it.

Drinking it for a long time will inevitably cause the potency of the drug to weaken. At that time, the curse is likely to erupt instantly, and its power will be even greater than before it was suppressed."

"Isn't this the equivalent of sending a [Thunderbolt Explosion] into your own body?"

Moon looked at Snape with some confusion.

He had never realized before that the Potions Professor had suicidal tendencies.

"No, I just haven't thought of a way to improve the potion yet."

Snape's tone was very confident.

"I believe it won't be long before I can break the curse, and you, Mr. Scarlett, are you willing?"

"I don't want to!"

Moon answered firmly.

He had never intended to be Snape's experiment.

Moreover, the curse in Moon's body is inherently more powerful than the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professorship.

If you really choose to use inhibitors to suppress it, it will not solve the curse at all, but solve Moon himself.

Snape was stunned for a moment, then looked at Moon without giving up.

"Are you really going to give it a second thought?"

"Professor, I have thought it through carefully."

"Well, that's a shame."

Just as Snape finished speaking, there was another knock on the door.

Professor McGonagall was notified and rushed over.

Seeing Moon's pale face and the strange potion on the operating table, Mag's face turned cold instantly.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Professor, Professor Snape is examining me."

Seeing that Moon was in good spirits, Mag's expression improved slightly.

"Let's go. If it really is a curse, we must go see Dumbledore."

McGonagall ignored Snape and even ignored his attempt to keep Moon.

"Okay, Professor."

Moon said as he stood up and left with Mag.

When he reached the office door, he suddenly turned and looked at Snape.

"Professor, life is actually quite good."

"Don't worry, I have no intention of committing suicide."

Snape's cold voice sounded again.

"Nothing is naturally the best. If you really can't think of anything else, you can help me make some more potions. I won't think it's too much."

"Study of Things~"

Snape was about to spit out a curse word, but when he saw McGonagall was there, he swallowed it back.

"It seems that you really have no intention of committing suicide. I am relieved."

Moon had long since become immune to Snape's venomous tongue.

After following Mag out, he closed the office door.

Leaving Snape enough privacy, hoping that he could vent the words he had just swallowed.

Only when the footsteps outside gradually faded away did Snape's voice muttering to himself be heard again in the office.

"This kind of curse should only be broken by that person."

(End of this chapter)