hogwarts blast

Because it was not curfew time yet, there were still many students in the corridors of the castle.

They all cast strange glances at Snape and Kyle.

But because of the intimidating power of the old bat, no melon-eaters dared to gather around to watch the show.

Under the low pressure surrounding Snape, they consciously and voluntarily retreated.

Soon only Kyle and Snape were left in the corridor.

Snape put his hands on his knees to support himself, breathing heavily.

How can this naughty kid run so well?

Kyle wandered over and stopped in front of Snape.

"Professor, your physical fitness is not good. Without a strong body, how can you dedicate yourself to the sacred position of teaching and educating people?"

Snape raised his head and glared at Kyle, and rushed forward to grab him by the collar.

However, Kyle just turned around and avoided Snape's vicious dog attack.

Kyle smiled brightly when he saw that Snape stumbled and almost fell to his death because of his missed attempt.

Snape took out a bottle of potion from his arms with a gloomy expression on his face. Its color was like molten gold.

"I'll use the Elixir of Fortune in exchange for you."

Lucky Potion is one of the most peculiar magic potions. It has another name, called Lucky Potion, and it will bring good luck to the person who takes it.

In fact, the so-called "good luck" brought by the Fortune Elixir mainly improves the user's various abilities, such as social skills, magic abilities, reaction abilities, etc., to the extreme.

That's why the Fortune Elixir makes people feel that everything goes smoothly.

Its preparation process is extremely complicated, takes half a year, and uses countless rare potion materials.

Generally speaking, magical elixirs are priced but not available in the potion market.

Although the vial in Snape's hand was only a small sip, if it were sold on the black market, it would cost thousands of galleons at least.

"No," Kyle said without a trace of excitement on his face, "I have plenty of this stuff. It's okay to drink it as mineral water."

Snape's face twitched violently, and he remembered Kyle's life experience - the son of Grindelwald.

Grindelwald's escape from Nurmengard was something that had lingered in the minds of several of their professors since Kyle was taken away from Hogsmeade and Dumbledore returned to Hogwarts with a gloomy face.

There is some speculation.

The large box of potion ingredients Kyle sent him for Christmas some time ago was worth at least one thousand and nearly two thousand gold galleons.

If this were placed on an ordinary wizard, it would be almost equivalent to two years of his salary.

Not to mention that some of these materials are rare items that are extremely difficult to find on the market.

And Kyle, a wealthy businessman, gave gifts without batting an eye.

"What exactly do you want?" Snape frowned tightly.

"Didn't I say I wanted to learn Potions?" Kyle picked his ears.

"I can answer..."

Kyle interrupted, "I don't want to learn now."

Snape's face suddenly twitched, how could there be such an irritating kid?

Seeing that Snape was about to burst into anger at any time, Kyle decided not to tease the poor mother-child licker.

"In addition to learning potions, I will make a deal with you if you add another condition."

"What conditions?" Snape's eyes were as if they were cannibalistic.

Kelmo stroked his chin, "The high-level potion I need to use, before I can brew it myself, you have to help me brew it."

"Limited to five times."

Kyle turned and left.

"ten times!"

Kyle kept walking.

"Okay! I agree!"

Kyle turned around with a smile and said, "Deal."

There was no expression on the surface, but in fact Snape was roaring in his heart: Can't you make a good counter-offer when I make an offer? What's the matter with flipping the table over if you don't agree with me!

…

A quarter of an hour later, in Snape's office.

Snape signed his name on a roll of ancient parchment.

Feeling the magical effect from the contract, Snape stared at Kyle with a gloomy expression, "You can talk now."

Kyle put the parchment contract away and said slowly: "Old Si, have you heard of the legend of the three brothers?"

Snape sneered, "You're not talking about the Resurrection Stone in the Three Deathly Hallows, are you? That's just a story."

"That's not just a story," Kyle raised his index finger and shook it, "The Elder Wand, one of the Three Holy Artifacts, is now in my father's hand."

The sarcastic smile on Snape's face disappeared instantly.

"I heard this from Father Albus myself," Kyle spread his hands, "As a master of Occlumency, you should be able to tell whether I am lying."

Snape hesitated.

The two magics of Occlumency and Legilimency have always been complementary to each other.

He is proficient in Occlumency, and even if he does not deliberately learn it, his attainments in Legilimency will not be too low.

Therefore, even if he did not take the initiative to pry into Kyle's thoughts, he could still judge that Kyle was telling the truth.

If so, does the Resurrection Stone really exist?

"Do you know where the Resurrection Stone is?"

"Sorry, I don't know."

Snape's face suddenly darkened, and he grabbed Kyle's collar fiercely, "Are you kidding me?"

Kyle snapped Snape's hand open, "But I can roughly guess where it is?"

"Where?" Snape's newly extinguished fire of hope was rekindled.

"The earliest owner of the Resurrection Stone was Cadmus, the second of the three Peverell brothers..."

Snape interrupted Kyle impatiently, "I already knew this! Let's get to the point!"

Kyle was not annoyed and continued: "If you look up the history of magic, you will find that there are bloodlines of several families in the magic world, which can be traced back to Cadmus."

"Which families?"

"Malfoy, Black, Lestrange, Potter, and..." Kyle paused and slowly said the last name: "Gaunt."

Snape's pupils shrank suddenly.

Damn it! He should have thought of it earlier!

The Gaunt family once produced a very famous wizard named Marvolo Gaunt.

His daughter Merope Gaunt married a Muggle named Riddle and gave birth to a child named Tom Riddle.

If you take apart the letters that make up the name Tom Marvolo Riddle and reorganize them in a certain order, you can spell out a sentence:

"I am Lord Voldemort."

As a former Death Eater, Snape saw a ring set with a black prismatic stone on Voldemort's hand more than once.

Only now did he realize that the stone inlaid on the ring worn by Voldemort was the Resurrection Stone that Kyle mentioned.

Snape stood up without saying a word and walked out of the office.

"Professor Snape, where are you going?"

"Looking for the Resurrection Stone." Snape didn't look back.

"But do you know where to look?"

Snape's footsteps suddenly stopped. He really didn't know where to look. He was temporarily dazzled by the news of the Resurrection Stone.

He carefully searched his memory, hoping to get some clues about the Resurrection Stone.

He dug up some dusty memories again. Snape frowned and focused all his attention on some details that he had not paid attention to.

But he couldn't remember at all the day on which the ring on Voldemort's hand disappeared, and where did Voldemort go before the ring disappeared.

Snape's brain calmed down a little. He took a deep breath and turned back to his desk.

"Professor, when will we start learning potions?" Kyle asked, sitting on the chair with his legs crossed and looking up at Snape.

Seeing Kyle's careless look, Snape's face was as dark as a rag, "Come to my office at eight o'clock tomorrow night."

"Okay, then, professor, goodbye."

After getting what he wanted in exchange for a resurrection stone whose whereabouts were unknown, Kyle stood up with satisfaction, turned around and left the gloomy office.