Snape, the Sunshine of Hogwarts

Snape's strength was simply too overwhelming!

Eight years have passed since the mysterious figure lost power, and many have forgotten how those vicious Death Eaters wreaked havoc on the magical world eight years ago.

This pursuit has brought back memories of the past for them.

After the Daily Prophet's front page featured the story, countless wizards wrote to the Ministry of Magic, urging them to arrest the perpetrators as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, some people wrote to Dumbledore at Hogwarts, criticizing him for being so biased towards Snape. But it is said that Dumbledore would read these letters with desserts and snacks as a way to relax and relieve the stress of the day.

Just as the heated discussion in the British magical community regarding Snape's case reached its peak.

That afternoon, "Singing the Dissent" began to give away a copy of the magazine along with the newspaper to those who had subscribed.

But when people opened this magazine, titled "Blood Ties: Vampires and Muggles," they discovered that it was less of a magazine and more of a novel with a very detailed study of vampires and excellent writing.

Before reading the second half, many people felt that the content of this novel did not match its title, as there were no Muggles in it except for vampires.

Until they saw what was behind them.

A vampire named "Sanjini," who can't find work due to his identity and has to make a living by petty theft, accidentally wanders into the manor of a Muggle duke and is accidentally seen casting a spell by a disabled Muggle girl named "Patty."

To avoid being discovered by the Ministry of Magic and suffering a fine she couldn't afford, "Sanguine" had no choice but to rack her brains to erase "Patty's" memories, only to learn that "Patty" was determined to die.

During this time, they unexpectedly became the only friends who respected and understood each other.

Two groups, one a magician and the other a Muggle, begin their story on a night when the sun cannot shine through them.

This novel, which was included with the newspaper, made the witches who subscribed to "The Quibbler" increasingly sad and tearful as they read it.

The story is clearly unfinished!

When "Sangini" finally made up his mind to erase "Patty's" memories of him, an unexpected vampire mutation occurred, and he bit "Patty's" neck. "Patty" just held him tightly and whispered in his ear, "We are both different."

The story ends there.

On the afternoon the novel was mailed out, dozens of letters from readers were delivered to Lovegood’s house by owl, asking him why the story was not finished and what the final fate of “Sangini” and “Patty” was.

However, if this novel only caused a temporary stir among the majority of witches who were housewives...

To some wizards who were extremely concerned about this poisoning case, it was as shocking as a bolt from the blue!

Because the Muggle heroine in the novel, whether in terms of identity, name, or physical condition, is exactly the same as the victim who was taken away by Snape!

Chapter 48 You're going to be unhappy again.

On this drizzly morning, the Daily Prophet was delivered to every wizard's home.

Hampshire, Winchester.

A clothing store that had opened early to prepare its inventory was visited by an uninvited guest dressed in tattered clothes.

"Sorry, sir! We are not open yet. If you need our services, please wait another two hours. We will open promptly at 9 o'clock!"

The salesperson, already in a bad mood due to morning grumpiness, shouted angrily at the man who was shut out by the openwork iron gate.

But the stubborn customer persisted.

"No, no, miss, I found this at the store entrance. Did you drop it by accident?"

The saleswoman was drawn in by his words. She went to the door and saw that the man was holding a 50-pound note in his hand!

Her breath caught in her throat for a few seconds, especially after she saw the man's face.

The salesperson's face flushed slightly, but she took the banknote from the man's hand without the slightest hesitation.

"Oh! Yes, it's mine. I probably dropped it when I opened the door."

"Since I've been so honest in returning this lost item, could you please open the door and let me in to pick out some new clothes?"

"Of course! I mean, this is the kind of preferential treatment that someone of your character deserves."

When the store door was opened, the salesperson saw that the elegant and handsome man looked like he had just come from a steel factory, with his clothes covered in burn marks.

He quickly selected a casual summer outfit in the store, changed into it in the fitting room, and paid for it very efficiently. The whole process took less than three minutes.

“My job is very relaxed, and I have plenty of time almost every evening to have dinner together.”

The salesperson's eyes sparkled like spring water as she slipped the receipt with the landline number written on the back into the man's jacket pocket.

Despite her actions, the man remained polite.

"It is my honor to have this opportunity."

After saying that, he turned and left the clothing store without looking back.

The man, naturally Severus, threw the receipt into the trash can without hesitation shortly after leaving the house.

After a night of counter-pursuit, he now has to endure the mockery of Snape, the ghost within him.

I thought you would stay.

“If I really stay, you’ll be unhappy again,” Severus retorted expressionlessly.

Ghost Snape was numb to it all; no matter what he said, he couldn't get anywhere with Severus.

“It’s the same problem with potions.” Despite his setback, Ghost Snape still spoke up, “Last night when you were facing those people, the casting and use of various spells seemed fine, but in reality, they lacked consistency. Otherwise, if it were the original me, at least five of those Aurors would have lost their fighting ability.”

Severus could tell that he was serious, so he humbly asked for his advice.

How do you think I should avoid this flaw?

"This is because your conscious habits haven't reached the required level, and they can't keep up with your body's muscle memory. The solution is simple: consistently cast at least 50 spells every day. If you have enough natural talent, you can overcome that rustiness and lack of consistency within a month."

At this point, he couldn't help but revert to his old habit of being sarcastic.

"But if you're a moron like a troll, you'll never solve this problem in your lifetime!"

However, this time Severus did not retort, but instead seriously considered Snape's words.

"You're right. My way of thinking has brought me both benefits and drawbacks. I definitely need to find a way to solve the problems with spellcasting. Not only do I need to solve them, but I also need to find a way to become even stronger than the original you."

"But we'll have to wait until the current issues are resolved."

After changing into his new clothes, Severus did not linger in the city for long.

He hailed a taxi and headed to the place he had arranged to meet Harry and the others the day before.

In a coffee shop on a highway in the southern suburbs of Winchester.

Harry, Bloodny, and Wolpe sat at a table by the window, all staring at a brand-new copy of the Daily Prophet with worried expressions.

Volpe managed to get his hands on the newspaper; they saw a front-page report about last night's chase.

Even though the news said that Severus ran away in the end, Harry and the others were still worried, after all, there were more than a dozen Aurors!

"Why hasn't the teacher come yet? Is he injured?" Harry was restless and barely ate the sandwich Wolpe had ordered for him.

Blood Nymph kept shaking his head.

"Definitely not, definitely not! If they really hurt Mr. Snape, the newspapers would definitely report it, and the Ministry of Magic would boast about it as an achievement!"

Compared to them, Volpe, though also worried, didn't have as much time to express his opinion.

He was still rushing to finish his manuscript early in the morning!

Just as Harry couldn't resist looking out of the coffee shop to see if that familiar figure had returned.

The shop door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

"A latte and a double-filling ham sandwich, I'm starving after this trip!"

Upon hearing that all-too-familiar voice, even Volpe, who had been struggling with the choice of words, stood up!

"teacher!"

"Mr. S (Wolpe slapped Bloody on the head)!"

The other customers in the store were drawn to the commotion and looked at them in surprise.

Severus had to nod apologetically to the guests before walking over to Harry and his friends' table and sitting down.

"Why are you so excited?" He saw the Daily Prophet on the table. "Wow, you got the newspaper so early? I want to see what they have to say about me."

Harry and the others sat back down. They didn't see any obvious wounds on Severus, nor did they notice anything wrong with his complexion, which relieved the three of them.

Severus read the front page of the Daily Prophet with great interest and couldn't help but comment.

“Shakel and Robaz were unfairly criticized, especially Shakel. He even drank Felix Felicis yesterday to find us, and Scrinker called him lazy and incompetent, which is unreasonable.”

"But as I expected, Shakel didn't tell us that we went to see Xenno. He clearly already guessed what we wanted to do."

"Capturing me is an Auror's duty, and keeping it a secret is a matter of loyalty to Dumbledore. This brother is trustworthy."

After casually glancing at the other pages of the newspaper, Severus broke into a light smile.

"If no one interferes, Xie Nuo should make a move this afternoon."

Chapter 49 A Fake Novel Compiled by the Madman's Newspaper

Just as Severus had predicted.

After lunch, the supplementary magazine of "The Quibbler" began to exert its influence in the wizarding world.

The witch's letters arrived at the Lovegood family like snowflakes, and for the wizards who were always concerned about the poisoning of magic potions, the contents of the novel were simply horrifying!

Meanwhile, among the Aurors at the Ministry of Magic, this highly problematic novel was also discovered.

“Mr. Shakel? Mr. Shakel! This is the copy of ‘The Quibbler’ that you asked me to deliver this morning. Coincidentally, they also sent a magazine along with the newspaper today.”

In the Auror's office, a subordinate delivered the things that Kingsley had given him that morning.

Hearing that in addition to the newspaper, today's issue of "Singing the Discord" included an extra magazine, he showed no surprise whatsoever.

"Thank you." After expressing his gratitude, he insisted on stuffing the five dollars for the newspaper subscription into his subordinate's hand.

This newspaper, which most wizards consider trivial gossip and lacking authority, simply talks about the same old things.

The newspaper's front page embellished the story of the Aurors' pursuit of Severus, though Kingsley, as one of the parties involved, knew that most of it was nonsense.

He glanced at the newspaper briefly before turning his attention to the magazine.

This is clearly Severus's purpose in going to Lovegood yesterday!

He glanced at the magazine's title—"Blood Ties: Vampires and Muggles."

The title sounds more like a novel.

He opened the cover and...

To be honest, the layout and printing of this novel are very rough, and you can tell that the person who made it did so in a very rushed manner.

The book is about 12 words long. After Kingsley was publicly criticized by Scrimgeour, he had some free time and spent an afternoon in his office reading the novel until he finished it!

After closing the last page of the story, he finally understood why Severus didn't trust the Ministry of Magic and why he had run away with his men!

Kingsley jumped up from his chair with such a large movement that everyone else in the office looked up at him.

However, he ignored those stares, picked up the magazine, and strode out of the office to Scrinker's personal office!

He knocked hard on the door, and soon an Auror opened it from inside the office. The dozen or so Aurors who were having a meeting inside all turned to look at him.

Scrimgeour's face was as black as an enraged lion, and he stared intently at Kingsley.

"You'd better have made some major discovery, Shakel!"

Kingsley held up the novel in his hand.

“You have to see this! We were wrong from the start! There was no poisoning! That Muggle drank the Hellfire Potion willingly! The truth is right here! Right here!”

Upon hearing this, Scrimgeour's expression did not improve at all; he simply directed one of the Aurors beside him.

"Go and get that thing from his hand, let everyone see what's written inside that made him so agitated!"

The Auror did as he was told and handed the novel from Kingsley to Scrimgeour.

Scrimgeour flipped through the pages quickly, and after finding that the first part was just boring nonsense about vampires, he skipped directly to the section about Muggles.

He finished reading that part in less than twenty minutes.

Scrimgeour didn't speak immediately, but instead checked the book's simple front and back covers again before asking a question.

“Shakel, can you tell me where you found this book?”

"The supplement to 'The Quibbler,' sir! Everyone who subscribed to this paper received it today!" Kingsley said solemnly.