Hogwarts professor in Marvel

He walked straight up, sat down at the desk as usual, and asked, "Snape, this is the potion of pure wizard blood."

Without waiting for Snape to answer, he sighed to himself: "Snape, you are indeed a top potion master. I can feel that there is a desire for it in my body."

Hearing this, Snape nodded and said, "Yes, this is the potion that can purify the wizard's blood. I named it the Witch Purification Potion."

"Wizard Essence Potion, a potion for extracting the essence of wizard blood." Lockhart silently recited the name, and said with some disdain: "It's better to just call it Wizard Blood Potion. It sounds easy to pronounce and everyone will understand it as soon as they hear it."

Hearing Lockhart's disdain, Snape said calmly: "It doesn't matter, it's just a name."

"Okay, then let's call it Wizard Bloodline Enhancement Potion." Lockhart played with the light golden potion in his hand.

"Lockhart, I want to ask you something." Snape asked.

"You tell me." Lockhart put down the potion in his hand and said with a smile, "Just because you helped me make this potion, if I knew, I would definitely tell you."

Well, provided it doesn't involve his privacy.

After hearing this, Snape picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip.

He also called out to Lockhart, "Lockhart, try the tea I made. The tea leaves you gave me last time haven't been brewed yet. I brewed some to see how it tastes."

After hearing this, Lockhart did not doubt it. He took a sip of the tea and put it down, praising, "Very good. It seems that the quality of the tea I sent is good."

"Snape, what's the problem? Tell me."

Well, Lockhart could sense that it must be important that Snape asked this question.

Otherwise, why would you treat yourself to tea? Even though it was the tea you gave yourself.

"I want to ask," Snape asked directly, "Do you still have the dark golden clover you provided me last time, or other potions that can purify the wizard's bloodline?"

Hearing Snape's question, Lockhart reviewed it carefully and shook his head slightly: "The golden clover that was hundreds of years old that I provided last time was a treasured possession of a friend of mine."

"Later, I specifically asked him to see if he had any other."

"He didn't have it in his hand, and I didn't pursue the matter in detail afterwards."

"Let's see. If we encounter it later, I'll tell you here."

At this point, Lockhart seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Snape, there is something I need your help with."

"You say." Snape took a sip of the tea in the cup and nodded, "It's within my ability. No problem."

After hearing this, Lockhart smiled, took a sip of the tea in the cup, and said, "Don't worry, it's definitely within your ability."

"If you weren't here, how could I ask you for help?"

"It's like this, I have a friend who has an extremely special talent."

Lockhart thought for a moment and organized his words: "Let's put it this way, he was very successful in integrating the spider bloodline."

"He was once bitten by a spider, and gained the spider's sense of perception. He became very sensitive, his body became much stronger, and even his intuition far exceeded that of ordinary wizards."

"What I'm thinking is, see if you can find other spider-like magical creatures based on his talents, and then make a bloodline potion to allow him to gain the talents of other spider-like magical creatures."

Hearing this, Snape was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something?

Then, he sighed and said, "Although this matter is troublesome, it is still within my ability."

"Call your friend over someday. I'll check his physical condition and prepare the relevant potion."

Hearing this, Lockhart drank another cup of tea and said with an awkward smile: "Well...my friend is quite special."

"I'm afraid we can't meet in person."

Hearing this, Snape was somewhat speechless, but after glancing at the half-drunk cup of tea in front of Lockhart, he said helplessly, "It would be troublesome if we can't meet."

"Well, you can provide me with his blood when the time comes, and I will study and see if I can make related potions."

After hearing this, Lockhart felt a little embarrassed.

I kind of wanted to say something to Snape.

In fact, you have seen blood before, and you even used blood to make a potion for me.

But after thinking about it, it would be a bit embarrassing to say this now.

Be prepared to find the right time to speak.

Finally, he nodded silently and said, "Okay, Snape, we'll talk about it then."

Hearing this, Snape nodded.

Then...

"Lockhart, I want to ask you one more question." Snape asked again.

"You said."

"I want to ask, I want to offer 5000 gold galleons to buy the pure blood potion I just made. Is that okay with you?"

Snape asked silently.

Lockhart shook his head and said, "Snape, I'm afraid not now. I need this potion urgently."

"Wait a minute. I'll see if there are any magical plants similar to the golden clover. You can try to refine it then."

Hearing this, Snape nodded again and said lightly: "Okay, no problem."

"If you're not sure, you can bring it here and I'll do a free appraisal."

Hearing Snape's promise, Lockhart smiled: "You said so. Give me a free appraisal."

"Yeah." Snape nodded slightly and hummed.

Lockhart felt that it was enough, so he said, "Snape, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Hearing this, Snape seemed to say with some emotion: "Lockhart, what's the matter with you?"

"If you have nothing to do, I'm bored, would you like to chat with me and talk about our past when we were in school?"

Hearing this, Lockhart was a little surprised, even a little surprised.

According to Snape's personality, he probably wouldn't talk about the past.

But the fire of gossip in his heart had already burned, and he threw away all the doubts in his heart and immediately nodded and said, "Okay."

As he spoke, he picked up the tea in front of him and took another sip, then looked at Snape with some anticipation.

Well, gossip and the like, he loved to listen to it the most, especially gossip about Snape.

"You know, Lockhart." Snape finished the tea in front of him and waved his wand lightly.

The teapot next to them floated up gently and poured tea into the cups in front of the two people.

After he finished, Snape spoke up and said, "I remember that you came to Hogwarts when I was in my third year, two years behind me. So, although we met occasionally, we didn't talk much."

"Yes." Lockhart nodded and joked, "I remember that you were already famous in Slytherin House at that time. You were the genius of potions."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Snape's stiff face, as if he was recalling the memory of when he was called a genius.

But soon, his face returned to normal, and he continued slowly: "By the way, you still remember Potter, Sirius, Peter Pettigrew, and Lupin at that time, right?"

"Yeah." Lockhart nodded, and subconsciously said with some rejection: "Yes, this group of four predators is too noisy."

In his previous life, although he didn't hate noisy students, he generally felt a little repulsed by them.

Because such students are generally difficult to teach and often cause trouble for him, and he has to clean up the mess.

Snape seemed to hear the rejection in Lockhart's tone, and felt a little happy in his heart.

She continued, "You know the Gryffindor genius in my grade, Lily Evans, right?"

"Of course, he is a genius in Potions like you." Lockhart already felt something was wrong.

He remembered that Lily seemed to have always been a pain in Snape's heart.

He would turn against anyone who dared to mention Lily, except Dumbledore.

"I grew up with Lily when I was very young." Snape said in a dark tone, "I have always had a good relationship with her."

"Including when school started, even though she was in Gryffindor and I was in Slytherin."

"Even though her friends kept advising her to stay away from me and Slytherin students."

"But she still didn't care and was still willing to be my good friend."

"We ate together, read together, did homework together, brewed potions together, and even went on a night swim together."

"I still remember that during our first night out, she told me that it was actually against the rules."

"But later, when she saw me coming out, she followed me for the night stroll."

At this moment, Snape's eyes were a little dazed, as if he was recalling every beautiful moment he had spent with Lily in the past.

When Lockhart heard this, although he clearly felt something was wrong, a touch of sympathy rose in his heart. He did not interrupt, but continued to listen patiently.

However, I subconsciously raised a trace of caution.

"I hate it, I hate it..."

Having said this, Snape's face showed an expression of extreme hatred and self-blame.

"Why should I study the Dark Arts? Why should I study?"

"Why didn't I listen to Lily's advice at that time?"

"As long as I didn't study the dark arts at that time, I believe that Lily would never leave me."

"Absolutely not..."

At this point, Snape's voice had become lower, but Lockhart could still hear the strong regret in his tone.

I could only silently comfort him: "Looking back now, there were indeed many things that were done wrong in the past."

"But the past is the past, so we should seize the present."

Hearing this, Snape nodded slightly, as if he agreed, or perhaps he was still immersed in regret and nodded subconsciously.

Then, Snape's tone was mixed with regret, jealousy, and deep hatred.

But he pretended to be relaxed and said, "You should know what happened later."

"I hung out with Slytherin students and later joined the Dark Lord's forces."

"And Lily gradually drifted away from me, and later even married James Potter."

Hearing this, Lockhart remained silent, as if he knew what Snape was going to say next.

really....

Snape asked himself: "Lockhart, do you know why I later became an undercover sent by Dumbledore to infiltrate the Dark Lord?"

Without waiting for Lockhart's reply, Snape asked himself, "Because of Lily, or because of Lily."

"The Dark Lord is extremely tolerant towards pure-blood wizards, but he hates Muggle wizards and basically kills them all he sees."

"Lily happens to be a Muggle wizard."

"I begged him, I really begged him with all my devotion, begging him to let Lily go."

"At that time, I knelt before the Dark Lord, offered my wand, and was willing to use everything I had in exchange for his mercy on Lily."

"The Dark Lord promised me. I heard him promise me."

"He promised me that he wouldn't do anything to Lily."

At this point, a tear welled up in Snape's eyes and he quickly disappeared.

If Lockhart hadn't been sharp-eyed and paying attention to Snape's expression, he would probably have missed what happened just now.

"I believed him. I made potions for him and fought for him."

"but..."

At this point, a hint of sarcasm appeared on Snape's face, and it was unclear whether he was mocking Voldemort or himself.

"Just a prophecy, a prophecy that I don't know whether it's true or not, and he ignored all my efforts and loyalty."

"He wants to attack Lily. I have no choice but to ask Dumbledore for help."

"Dumbledore..."

When Dumbledore was mentioned, an inexplicable expression appeared on Snape's face, it was unclear whether it was irony, hatred, or expectation.

"He promised me that I would pass on information for him, and he would protect Lily and keep her safe."

"But what's the result? What's the result?"