Hogwarts professor in Marvel

He understood what the owl meant and called out "Coo-Coo" proudly.

Then he flapped his wings, controlled his magic power, and separated a small piece of cake and placed it in the owl's bowl.

Goo!Goo!

At the same time, he waved his wings proudly, pointed at the cake, then at himself, and shouted loudly.

It was as if he was saying, if you follow me in the future, you will have plenty of delicious food like this.

The owl tilted its head, as if considering what Cuckoo said.

Then, after finishing the cake in front of you, you can feel how delicious the cake is.

So, he nodded slightly to show his agreement, and pushed his bowl in front of Gugu.

Goo!Goo!

Then the owl hooted and looked at the remaining cake next to Gugu, as if hinting at something?

Seeing the owl's obedient behavior, Gugu waved his wings proudly.

Well, I got another little brother!

It will conquer all the owls in Hogwarts in the future. When young wizards want to send a letter, they must first give it a delicious snack.

This is what Peter told him.

What is this called...monopoly!

In short, it doesn't understand, but it feels very powerful. Now it seems very simple.

I have heard Peter say before that capitalists who have monopoly are very powerful, and he also wants to be a capitalist,

After thinking for a while, he cut out another small piece of cake and placed it in front of the owl.

When the owl saw this, it cried out in thanks and then continued to eat.

At this moment, Lockhart sat at the table, glanced at Cuckoo and Owl beside him, and no longer cared.

I really don’t know whether this bird is stupid or smart.

Who did he learn this from? There were so many thoughts in his head that he was too lazy to care about them and just blocked them out.

Then, he continued to look at the letter that the owl had just brought.

A letter from the leading European journal, Magic Words.

Well, my paper is ready to be published, so the journal sent me a letter to inform me.

At the same time, he asked me if I wanted to buy some. As the founder of the paper, he could provide large quantities at a preferential price.

This made Lockhart speechless. Did he do business right in front of him?

After thinking about it, I finally decided to buy some.

When the time comes, I will give it to other professors in the school, friends, and...fans.

Of course, the most important thing is to lay the groundwork for subsequent large-scale publicity.

With his mind turning, Lockhart wrote down his reply.

Then let’s have another 50, no, 100.

As long as Gringotts had enough of gold Galleons, he would have no shortage of them.

........

Second year, Potions classroom.

Harry sat in his seat, looked at the Potions homework in front of him that he had just finished today, and let out a sigh of relief.

The homework is done. I believe that Snape, the big bat, will have no excuse to cause trouble for himself.

As soon as the thought flashed through Harry's mind, he immediately suppressed it.

Snape would never let me go so easily. Given his personality, I have to be careful when making the potion today.

I really don't know whether Snape lacked maternal love when he was young, or if he just couldn't stand people who performed well.

I haven't offended him, but he keeps staring at me every day, making it seem like I've robbed him of his money.

Harry cursed inwardly, and at the same time, glanced at the silver bracelet on his wrist.

It depends on you, my magic bracelet, to help me safely get through the class of the devil Snape.

"Harry, be careful, the big bat is coming." Neville on the side reminded in a low voice, then quickly sat up straight and lowered his head to look at the textbook, fearing that Snape would notice him.

"In today's Potions class, we will mainly teach you a kind of magic - Vitality Tonic!"

Snape's cold voice echoed throughout the classroom.

"This potion is not difficult to make. As long as you pay attention to the order of the ingredients and the duration of the refining, there won't be too many problems."

"I require that everyone of you must succeed at least once in this class."

Harry's heart sank when he heard Snape's familiar, cold tone.

But for some reason, he seemed to hear a hint of joy from it.

How...weird!

Well, it might be because I went out for a night tour last night and slept late, so I had hallucinations.

"Everyone, why are you just listening? Take notes. These are the precautions for making potions!"

"To make a vitality tonic, the ingredients needed are lionfish spine powder, daffodil root, and pus from the babo tuber..."

Harry, who had been distracted just now, immediately came back to his senses after hearing Snape's cold reminder, waved the quill in his hand, and began to take notes.

A good memory is not as good as a bad writing.

He felt that his memory was average and he couldn't achieve Hermione's ability to remember everything she saw. He still had to rely more on notes.

While I was taking notes...

"Harry Potter, wake up."

Hearing Snape's call, Harry stood up helplessly with a dull look on his face.

"Tell me, what did I just say?"

Harry heard the question and glanced at the notebook in his hand before speaking.

"Professor Snape, you just mentioned the Abyssinian Shrinking Fig, which is a relatively important magical ingredient as a vitality tonic."

"Be sure to peel the skin when handling..."

Soon, Harry was repeating slowly from his notebook.

Snape listened and nodded slightly.

suddenly...

He interrupted and asked, "How do you deal with the narcissus roots?"

Hearing Snape's new question, Harry looked down at his notebook with a look of sorrow on his face.

It was over. It wasn’t in the notebook and he didn’t know how to answer. He would be scolded by Snape again.

Hey!

Harry clenched his fists subconsciously. He was ready to face Snape's sarcasm.

but...

"The method of processing daffodil roots is to grind them into powder. Everyone, take notes."

Harry was stunned when he heard what Snape said.

Isn't the normal process to make some sarcastic remarks to yourself first and then talk about the method?

"Mr. Potter, would you like me to have you sit down?"

Snape looked at the stunned Harry and frowned slightly, but when he saw the lightning scar on his forehead, his expression relaxed and he spoke calmly.

"Ah..I see, Professor."

After realizing what was happening, Harry quickly sat down, but there was still some disbelief in his eyes.

Snape walked past Harry and continued to explain the precautions of making potions.

As time passed, the corresponding refining methods were explained, and the stage of refining potions began again.

This made Harry nervous again, and he was ready to activate the bracelet at any time.

As soon as Snape came over, he would immediately activate the bracelet to eliminate his influence.

What surprised him again was...

This time, Snape just took a quick look and found no problems.

Without saying anything, he just left.

Go watch other little wizards make potions.

This made Harry feel a bit like he was dreaming. Did something happen to Snape today?

Or, today's Snape is another wizard who has drunk the Polyjuice Potion.

Why did it make him feel a little uncomfortable?

As time passed slowly, this Potions class soon came to an end.

After the class, walking in the corridor, Harry felt that it was a little unreal. Today's Potions class was too peaceful, so peaceful that it was unbelievable.

However, after thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't come up with an accurate conclusion, so I put it aside.

Because, Neville pulled him along, and as they walked, they discussed what lunch would be for them.

.....

After class, Snape walked towards his office.

As he walked, he began to think about how to revive Lily.

The method is roughly understood.

But the most important thing is Harry's cooperation.

The most important thing is that if James was resurrected, he would be disgusted to death.

While I was thinking, suddenly...

Snape's eyes fixed, and he saw Dumbledore slowly walking towards him.

Chapter 294 Dumbledore: Order Above All (Two in One)

"Snape, how are the Slytherin students doing?"

Dumbledore asked Snape as he walked slowly in the corridor.

"Albus, it's okay. They know the rules well and there are very few idiots." Snape said calmly.

Hearing Snape's answer, Dumbledore smiled and said nothing more.

Originally, he planned to use his students to ease Snape's inner coldness and grief.

It turned out that the effect was rather mediocre, and Snape's grief was hidden deeper.

However, the dean was doing a good job, so there were no changes.

"How is Harry doing lately?" Dumbledore asked again.

When Harry was mentioned, a hint of tenderness flashed across Snape's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal, indifferent, and said briefly: "Same as usual, no changes."

Then, without waiting for Dumbledore to ask again, he asked directly: "Albus, what have you learned about the You-Know-Who?"

In response to Snape's question, Dumbledore shook his head slightly and sighed, "We haven't found much key information yet."

“It will take more time.”

"What do you need me to do?" Snape asked again.

He knew very well that Dumbledore had come to him for a reason.

However, Dumbledore did not directly answer Snape's question. Instead, he walked a few steps forward and came to the end of the corridor. There was only a large window on the wall.