Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

"Lily, I want to give birth to monkeys for you."

"Medusa, I actually love you."

"Golden hook hanging upside down?"

Listening to Xia who was outside the door teasing the Medusa stone sculpture on the stone door with various boring passwords, Snape endured and endured, couldn't bear it, and finally said in a tone as if he wanted to kill someone.

"Open the door."

The stone door of the office opened quickly.

Chardon looked around and walked in. He hadn't seen him for a while, and he didn't know if Snape had updated anything new here.

"Look, look who's here."

"Isn't this our famous Mr. Brave?"

"Brave, strong, with well-developed limbs... If you still plan to enrich your brain, I suggest you drink some dragon's blood."

Snape looked maliciously at Charles' stomach.

The twelve uses of dragon's blood... Everyone knows that one of them is to strengthen the kidneys and strengthen the body. I haven't seen you for a few days, and Snape still insists on using his aging agent to pick up girls during the Shire holiday.

In Shire's view, he is jealous, jealous that he and the paper man Lily can't go any further.

After all, he is also in his thirties, and he is still single in his thirties.

Charles rubbed his kidneys.

"I'm fine."

He shrugged.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but after getting the portrait of Lily, the venom sprayed by Snape seemed to be getting more and more angry.

"You also know about the game of the brave?"

Snape snorted coldly and said nothing.

But from the moment he swiped his hand and dropped several T grades on the parchment homework in a row, he knew that he must be in a bad mood.

Charles glanced vaguely, and these parchments seemed to be Harry, Ron, Neville...

That's right, there is a lot of excitement about the game of the brave, not only in the Muggle world, but also in the wizarding world. After all, there are fewer new things in the wizarding world. This is simply a carnival comparable to the Triwizard Tournament.

Although most wizards are only qualified to eat melons.

Snape silently watched as Charles walked to the table, put the aging potion he had prepared during this time into his pocket, and then sat directly on the chair opposite him.

"I don't remember any other agreement we had."

"Is the generous boss Grandet going to help the poor potions master deal with the slug?"

He began to mock slowly.

"Be serious."

Charles said.

But his own tone sounded like he was coaxing a child.

Before Snape could continue to taunt, Charles said directly.

Well, to be more precise, it is an affectionate chant.

"I have a dream."

"I have a dream."

Seeing Snape's ugly face, Charles seemed to have swallowed a big mouthful of slugs.

"Cough cough."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my roommates' fault. Can you imagine, they wake up at six o'clock in the morning, open the windows, clean, and then sing."

"Still for mice and sparrows."

Clearing his throat, Charles finally became serious.

"I have an idea. Recently, I plan to organize some people and form a group to deal with possible changes in the future."

He swallowed Snape's venom immediately, and fell silent.

Although he looks gloomy and seems to be a dull type, but as an old spy who has survived the period of the second Dark Lord, he is definitely smart and meticulous enough.

These three sentences sound general, but in fact, it is easy to understand in another way.

Voldemort: I'm going to reconvene the Death Eaters, and when we're ready, we'll start making trouble.

"It seems that you have found your goal."

Snape sneered.

He already knew that this little bastard would not keep his own place. As an obscurity, he was a factor of uneasiness, and he had magic and experience that obviously did not meet his age.

He had reacted to this matter to Dumbledore more than once before, but as soon as Dumbledore talked about it, he began to talk about him from left to right, which made him realize that Dumbledore should have his own plan.

And after Charles helped him get Lily's portrait, Snape's camp obviously turned to Charles.

Is Harry fragrant, it is fragrant, but Lily is even more fragrant!

Although there were many secrets about Charles, there were not many outrageous things in the last semester, and he didn't show any kind of concern to Harry, so Snape didn't think it was a big deal.

He did hurt several Slytherin students, and Dumbledore helped him suppress it, but this kind of injury, in the eyes of Snape of Slytherin College who had experienced the Dark Lord era in the early years, hehe.

"I am not the Dark Lord."

Charles quickly denied it.

"What's the difference."

The latter snorted coldly through his nasal cavity.

"The Dark Lord and his minions are causing panic, and I am."

"I am for world peace."

Snape barely laughed.

"I'm not kidding."

Charles quickly narrated what might happen in the future, and Snape frowned upon hearing it. The amount of information was a bit too much.

"Look."

After saying this, seeing that Snape no longer refuted, Charles spread his hands.

"The biggest difference between me and them is that I am not the one who started the panic."

"I'm the one who put them out."

"After you extinguish it, will you proclaim your rule?"

Snape's words revealed the essence of Shire.

"how to say."

Charles shrugged.

"As a savior, you should enjoy some privileges, right?"

"Besides, this is not called ruling, but leading. Even without us wizards, wouldn't the Muggles have already divided themselves into a ruling class?"

"I'm just getting involved."

"The existence of the same kind is called leading, and the existence of non-kind is called domination."

Snape's speech still hit the nail on the head.

"You can understand philosophy."

Charles was surprised.

But that's the end of the topic, because Snape knew very well that he couldn't stop Ciel, and if all this was really what Ciare said, he didn't seem to have any reason or position to stop it.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Continue to help you as a spy?"

Snape sneered.

"Uh, that's useless."

Charles thought for a moment.

Letting a male wizard go to the other party's territory as a spy is still Snape.

You know, the Witch Empire is a feminist world, men and women have opposite status, and wizards used to be spies, just like the story of beautiful spies going deep behind enemy lines alone in this world.

Although Snape's whole body was pitch black and his hair was greasy, it wouldn't be too bad for a man to tidy up. Maybe someone likes his style.

Wizards are in high demand in the Witch Empire.

Thinking about it from another angle, this is the unfolding of the slovenly but potential stock elder Bingshan Yujie, a Ph.D. who turns into an undercover spy and goes behind enemy lines alone!

But looking at Snape's old face, Charles finally shuddered violently, throwing this thought out of his mind.

Brain: It's too late, I'm already blind.

Snape wondered what Charles was fuming about.

"You're right."

Charles continued.

"We are not the same as Muggles after all."

"Wizards and Muggles are fundamentally different, and that's what makes us different."

"And now that you've found the sticking point, fix it."

"That's impossible."

Snape flatly vetoed it.

No matter what he said, he was also a master of potions. Even though he was hit by too much information tonight, such as parallel worlds, the witch empire, and future wars, he was still able to keep up with Shire's train of thought.

"Making Squibs perform magic is impossible in the wizarding world, Muggles? Haha."

"Not always."

Charles chuckled lightly.