Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 159 Snape's Irony

Hogwarts, Snape's office.

"Snape, I feel that we need to be more sunny when we are a necromancer."

"Staying in a dark office all day will only make the mood more depressing."

"Look at my office, every day the golden sun shines on me, and I feel very comfortable."

Looking at Snape's dimly lit office, Lockhart joked.

"Does your comfort come from being scolded by newspapers every day?" Snape raised the Daily Prophet in his hand and sarcastically asked.

As he spoke, Snape picked up the newspaper and read a few words.

"Gidero Lockhart, according to the reporter's visit and investigation, in the replies to female fans, many of them contain some love potion ingredients. Although the dosage is not much, it can be seen that this person's character is corrupt and his methods are despicable. .”

However, Lockhart was not annoyed when he heard that, instead he said with a smile: "There are many people who are popular."

"If it weren't for the envy of my achievements, no one would scold me."

"Although Rita Skeeter distorted the direction and said that the letter from the fans to me was my reply to the fans."

"But the fan's letter to me contained the ingredient of a love potion. Doesn't this mean that I am attractive?"

"You can really say that." Snape sneered, "Then how do you explain this sentence in the report?"

As he said that, Snape took the newspaper and continued to read: "Gideroy Lockhart said before that he is very confident in his research results."

"It's only a final Squib test before it can be promoted publicly."

"What we wonder is, where does his confidence come from?"

"Is it mentioned in the previous achievements he obtained, or is he experimenting with small necromancer in private."

After reading this, Snape showed a smile on his face as if he was watching a show, as if to see how Lockhart would answer?

Regarding this, Lockhart said helplessly: "Okay, Snape, I researched the idea of ​​meditation, and Headmaster Dumbledore also said about it."

"Besides, I didn't take the initiative to ask the little necromancer to do experiments."

Speaking of this, Lockhart directly changed the subject, saying: "Snape, let's not talk about this, I'm here today to ask, how is the potion I ordered before?"

"If it's almost the same, we can settle the payment first today."

Hearing the direct settlement, Snape's attention was indeed diverted, he put it down and turned it into a newspaper, pondered for a moment and said: "Most of the potions have been successfully refined, and you can take them anytime."

"There are still some that will probably take three or four days."

"In terms of fees, the deposit of 200 Galleons is discarded, and there are still 800 Galleons left."

Hearing this, Lockhart nodded in praise and said, "As expected of a potion master, this efficiency is really fast enough."

"Here are 800 Gold Galleons, you put them away." With that said, Lockhart handed Snape a space extension bag.

After Snape took it, he put it on the desk behind him, and chatted tentatively: "Lockhart, how long will it take to buy so many Precious potions this time?"

"If I need to refine new potions later, I can prepare them in advance."

Lockhart naturally heard the meaning in Snape's words, thought for a while, and said, "Snape, you can do it at any time. I'll take as much as you refine according to the previous list of potions."

"Gold Galleon is not a problem."

Hearing this, Snape seemed to have something to say and said: "Lockhart, the amount this time is probably enough for hundreds of people to use for half a month."

"Are you sure you need to continue refining?"

"Definitely." Lockhart nodded affirmatively, "Don't worry, I'll charge you as much as you refine, and the price remains the same."

After thinking about it, he still explained: "Snape, my client is not in the wizarding world of England."

"Also, they are all white necromancers, don't worry, I generally don't trade with black necromancers, they are too risky."

After hearing Lockhart's explanation, Snape didn't continue to ask.

Although he feels that Lockhart is very likely to be related to other necromancer forces, and even specially provides them with potions.

But what does this have to do with him?

He was just curious and asked.

After all, he refines potions and sells them.

As long as the price is right, whoever it is sold to is not sold.

As long as it wasn't for the Dark Lord, it didn't matter.

What's more, Lockhart's generous sales, the price is not low, especially for large quantities, which earned him a lot of Galleons.

Moreover, looking at what Lockhart has done, I am afraid that the relationship with that group of pure blood is not much better.

While Snapes was thinking.

Lockhart asked, "Snape, I have to trouble you to refine some potions recently."

"It's mostly for Squibs, to help them meditate well."

"It's roughly similar to a palliative. It should be lighter, so that they can keep their minds free of distractions."

"If the potion is too heavy, I'm afraid they won't have the heart to meditate."

Hearing this, Snape nodded readily and said, "No problem, it's simple, I just need to reduce the effect of the medicine as much as possible."

Then, he asked back, "When do you want to use it?"

Lockhart roughly estimated that the report on Rita Skeeter was almost on the verge of completion.

So he said, "It's roughly a few days."

After Snape heard it, he nodded to show his understanding.

Dumbledore also talked to him about what Lockhart did.

Also know what impact Lockhart's approach will have?

However, he wasn't interested in getting involved.

In his life, he had no other thought but revenge.

At most, it was enough to protect Harry and survive.

Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

Professor McGonagall, wearing a green necromancer robe, looked worriedly at Dumbledore sitting at the desk.

Opening the Daily Prophet in his hand, he said, "Albus, now Rita Skeeter's report has begun to slander Hogwarts."

"Are you sure you don't care anymore?"

As he spoke, he opened the newspaper and pointed to a series of words for Dumbledore to see.

"There is no doubt that Hogwarts is irresponsible. Gilderoy Lockhart directly recruited test subjects in the name of Hogwarts."

"Hogwarts didn't stop anything, and even encouraged it."

"All of our families send their little necromancers to Hogwarts, full of trust, and with Hogwarts' approach, it's hard not to doubt whether they will use little necromancers as experimental products?"

Dumbledore looked at this series of misleading words, and comforted Professor McGonagall: "Minerva, don't worry, these matters will be resolved soon, don't worry."

Hearing Dumbledore's comfort, Professor McGonagall could only nod helplessly.

She loves Hogwarts from the bottom of her heart, so McGonagall hates this kind of slander.

Although, she knew early on that Dumbledore and Lockhart had countermeasures.

Hogsmeade, Rita Skeeter's home.

Rita Skeeter sat at the table, recalling the experience of the past few days, feeling like a dream.

Originally wrote a popular report, and even gained a lot of fame and Galleon through it.

At that time, she couldn't be more excited.

As a result, the protagonist of the report was arrested on the second day.

This made her fall from heaven to hell in one fell swoop.

To make matters worse, this Lockhart is still a black necromancer with extremely cruel methods.

Thinking of the huge amounts of Basilisk next to Lockhart, and the torture brought by the magic contract.

Rita wished she could slap herself.

I was so blind that I reported a black necromancer who must be vengeful.

Even if he reported Dumbledore's scandal by himself, it wouldn't be so miserable.

Thinking of this, Rita felt a strong resentment towards Lockhart.

On the surface, he looks handsome and handsome, and is loved by many witches. Unexpectedly, he is actually a black necromancer behind his back.

Who would have thought of this!

What she never expected was that after being arrested, Lockhart actually asked him to continue writing his own report.

This made her stunned on the spot, and only after Lockhart's explanation did she know what was going on inside.

Immediately, Rita Skeeter gave him another label - sinister and cunning.

Well, vindictive, ruthless, sinister black necromancer Lockhart.

While she was thinking, suddenly

hum!

With a flicker of light.

A figure teleported in front of her, it was the house elf gold coin.

"Ms. Skeeter, Master asked me to tell you."

"The plan has started."

Today 6 more finished

(end of this chapter)