Chapter 475: Man’s Calculation Is Not as Good as God’s Calculation

"Hey, did you hear that Professor William and Professor Snape are fighting!"

"Eh? Really? Who is in the hospital? Do we no longer have Potions lessons or exams?"

The fourth-year student who was asked was stunned for a moment, and a heartfelt joy immediately appeared on his face - although their self-defense course was taught by Professor Lu Ping, the monthly exam was actually held every month.

Counting the days, the monthly exams are almost here - therefore, whichever professor is hospitalized is good news.

"It seems like none. I didn't see it when I went to the hospital - but we did see Snape being chased all the way outside the castle by Professor Moody. He looked panicked. There is no doubt that he couldn't beat Moody. That’s it, professor.”

"That makes sense!"

The other child nodded - comparing combat power is a favorite thing for children in this grade. Principal Dumbledore is naturally the first, but there will be a quarrel over who is second.

Slytherin insists that their professor is second, but most people in the castle insist that Professor Flitwick, the fighting champion, is second. This makes the combatants often quarrel over which of the two professors is more powerful, but Today there is clearly an impeccable excuse.

While the unlucky fifth graders were still being detained, rumors were already spreading in the castle. By the time Harry and the three of them heard the news, the version of the story had already developed to the point where Moody had Snape whipped. I can't find the north...

"so cool!"

The joy on Ron's face was as if it was Christmas, and he danced and performed, "Think about it, Snape was flying proudly, and he was caught by Moody's magic snap. On the ground, it’s like swatting a fly, snap!”

Speaking of his happiness, he couldn't help but beam with joy, and made a very formal wish in the corridor, "Seriously, if Snape is beaten to the hospital, our..."

"Twenty points will be deducted from your House points for making a scene in the corridors, Weasley."

A gloomy voice sounded, and Snape suddenly appeared around the corner, his eyes as ferocious as a snake that had been hungry for several days.

"Also, you need to go to Filch's for a week of confinement, Weasley."

Snape looked at Ron with disgust, then turned his head towards Harry.

"And you, Potter, will deduct another twenty points from Gryffindor because you failed to stop your friend's stupidity."

But even though he had deducted points, Snape's face was still livid, and he didn't feel happy at all about his successful revenge. He quickly turned around and left, leaving behind a bunch of fourth-year students who dared to breathe loudly.

Guessing that Snape was far away, Ron's face showed no trace of regret, but instead showed happiness, "I knew he must have been beaten!"

The nearby Gryffindor also looked as happy as if he was celebrating the New Year, as if the one who had been deducted forty points was not his own house at all. "It looks like it. If he wins, it won't be like this. It's like that again." It’s so triumphant and weird!”

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"Reflect carefully! Copy the first chapter of the first-grade textbook again this week!"

In the classroom, after William lectured, he finally let go of those unfortunate people who loved to watch the fun. As they obediently agreed to close the door and leave, William began to deal with the props used to disguise Snape that had not yet been completely removed, and then Sitting in the corner of the classroom with Moody.

"It's so tiring. I'm a fifth-year student. I don't know how to run away from a duel!"

"You've performed well. At least you know how to protect yourself - but you, aren't you afraid that Snape will come back to trouble you again?"

He is not afraid, let alone William pretending to be Snape, even if the real Snape comes, he must arrest him when he should - the only failed arrest in his life is the Dark Lord, and the rest even if it is Kaka Top Death Eaters such as Love and Bellatrix had personally captured Snape. If Dumbledore hadn't protected Snape, he would have been sent to Azkaban.

"It's just a trivial matter," William waved his hand. "The things he reported were just coming here for a duel. He borrowed a little bit of his name and the plan given by Dumbledore - he was just sulking, otherwise the first The duel we had last time suddenly became less necessary... I bet Professor Snape must be sulking. But when the report comes out, the matter will be over."

"That's true. The blame is all on the Dark Lord. Compared with the damage to your reputation, the grievances that can be explained away by the fifth grade are really nothing."

Moody smiled and shook his head, and then turned the topic to the seventh grade curriculum - William told him last time that he would temporarily let him take over as a substitute teacher for a period of time, and now it was time to discuss the progress of the seventh grade.

But obviously, some things will not develop in the direction planned by people. Although the goal will still be achieved, it will be in a way that no one can imagine.

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"Professor Moody, let's go back to the office later."

At the dinner table, William whispered to Moody - although Lupine was not far away, he was afraid that Snape would see him and Lupine walking together, and suddenly want to settle old and new grudges together, and then A fight is really not worth the gain.

It wasn't that he was afraid of Snape, but the current development trend was... completely beyond his expectation.

"Hey, William."

At this moment, Adams suddenly squeezed in, winking and whispering, "Have you heard about the Snape potion?"

Why don’t you open the pot and pick up the pot?

Professor Snape's eyes were almost killing people!

Fortunately, the dining table was not overturned. Snape just snorted, then turned around and left the table where the atmosphere was depressing.

Watching him leave, Adams' voice became a little louder, but it could still only be heard by two people, "I feel like Professor Snape must be very angry, but it's really funny..."

"Those purebloods..." Adams tried his best to hold back his laughter, "Obviously the mysterious man has disappeared for more than ten years, and everything should be over, but they dare not add his name to the potion, thinking that it is It is a kind of blasphemy to finally add the name of Professor Snape who proves the efficacy of the medicine."

"But think about it, if you go to the pharmacy and people ask them what magic potion they want, you can't just say, 'You know who made it...', that's too..."

What he said was so funny that William couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth - there was nothing he could do, and he didn't expect that the Dark Lord's name was so lethal. It was obviously the potion he was researching, and the result was official. , or on the black market, those designated herbs became Snape's herbs, and even several experimental potions that emerged on the black market were called Snape's potions...

That’s outrageous…

This kind of ending was something that no one, including him, Moody, Dumbledore and Snape himself, had expected - that the purebloods were so in awe of the Dark Lord.

But at least the goal was achieved. The average price of herbal medicines increased twelve times, and about half of them had been speculated to the point that they were never seen in normal transactions.

But on Professor Snape's side - it can only be said that the person taking the blame was too lethal, and it was all placed on Snape.

The only thing worth celebrating is probably that Professor Snape's status in the industry has not been lost. Anyone who knows the industry knows that he is not the developer of potions. His reputation within the school is also good, and when the Dark Lord is really confirmed to be dead, , the name of the potion is still expected to be changed back.

After all, no matter how famous Professor Snape is, he can't compare to the Dark Lord. When no one cares anymore, the potion merchant will definitely change his name in a minute. Snape's name is not as useful as the Dark Lord, so just use this name. The potion can also be increased by three to five galleons!

Anyway, William estimated that Snape probably wanted the Dark Lord to die immediately in front of him at this moment, in order to preserve his reputation.

‘Can it be considered...a united front? ’

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"out of stock."

"Sorry, it's out of stock."

"Sorry, it's out of stock. If you are willing to wait, it will probably be available next month, but as for the price..."

Bertha left the store in fear - she really couldn't figure out. The remaining money was more than enough to buy those materials, but now, why are the prices of those items soaring?

The smell of galleons was the only thing that could outpace the spread of rumors. When the price increase for special herbal goods started in the UK, first the prices of special herbal medicines in Europe changed three times a day, and then it quickly spread to the whole world.

Although everyone hid them and refused to tell them carefully, there were only a few of those herbs. After a batch was snatched away and a batch was hidden by smart people, there was naturally nothing left in the market.

Then the news slowly trickled in, and by the time Bertha got the paper from the famous potion master Severus Snape, it was already two days after she discovered that she couldn't buy the ingredients.

"It will help the next generation of wizards grow???"

Voldemort looked at this damn magazine tyrannically, without saying a word - first Umbridge, the Death Eater, then Umbridge's subordinates, and then the self he left to Umbridge. A half-developed recipe.

‘Can I do it all? ’

He couldn't remember it, so he could only recall it silently.

Of course it is possible - he is confident that he has talents far beyond ordinary people in all magic. Although pure blood has been unable to do anything about this problem for many years, if it were him, it would naturally be possible.

So, is it possible for him to do this?

The answer is yes, he has traveled farther than anyone else on the road to eternal life, but he will never share the method with his Death Eaters.

In fact, most of his Death Eaters are second-generation Death Eaters. The first-generation Death Eaters are his classmates, and they have lost their initial vitality - whether it is to make those under his command To be more loyal, or for the sake of one's own immortality, it is necessary for three, four, or even more generations of Death Eaters to be stably born.

His ambition extends beyond the entire magical world, and the prerequisite for this step is that there must be enough pure blood.

The prescription is easy to understand in Umbridge's hands. He still remembers that he entrusted Bella with a share of his immortal power and a share with Lucius. So, as the most trusted Death Eater, Umbridge Muriqi can naturally get this guarantee of loyalty and rights in the future.

‘Did the old me do it? ’

‘But why don’t I have any impression at all? ’

He couldn't remember it at all, but he was basically certain that the corresponding research was done by himself - did his previous research hinder him now?

He was very angry, but he didn't know who to target it-could it be that he was too talented and developed this special potion, which led to what happened today?

It is true that Snape was exposed, but does he have the talent to research it?

He believed that he was still kind to his subordinates, and Snape's behavior could not be called betrayal at all. He had observed from Quirrell, that coward, that Snape's hatred for that damn Harry Potter was unsparing, Even sometimes his making things difficult made Voldemort feel extremely happy.

However, Severus was too close to Dumbledore, and he had to admit that the risk of using him was too great. Moreover, after so many years, he was already middle-aged, and his loyalty and enthusiasm needed to be further tested.

Not everyone is like a fool like Bertha, who still easily became a Death Eater after reaching middle age. Even though she was trembling with fear after personally experiencing the killing, she still conscientiously completed the order to collect materials.

'You thought you could stop me this way... greedy businessmen... I have seen too many of them from Bo Jin...'

'Easter...heh...'

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"It's getting hotter, Severus!"

Karkaroff opened his sleeves and complained to Snape.

"You should know that there is no way out for you and me. I am a traitor who betrayed the others, and you are a spy certified by Dumbledore himself!"

"So, what do you want to say, Igor?"

Snape asked in his usual voice as if he was not interested in anything.

"How long has it been! You should know better than me. If he comes back to life, none of us will be in trouble. Think about it, he said it himself, he has gone further on the road to eternal life than anyone else!"

"Since you know everything," Snape said with a mocking smile, "then why do you dare to betray me?"

"Isn't it the same for you?"

Karkaroff was not stopped by the question at all, "Don't forget, in the latest report, you personally desecrated the achievements of the Dark Lord!"

"so!"

He spoke word by word, "If you don't want everyone to die, you'd better share the information with me - what did Professor William bring, and why did he clean the food every time he came to Hogwarts?" Do all the messages from the Dead Apostles have his name on them?"

"How much has Albus hidden over the years?"

"he…"

Karkaroff shuddered, "When will he come back?"

"Unfortunately, I don't even know. Besides, Hogwarts is about to go on holiday. During the Easter holiday, Dumbledore should come to speak. It would be better for you to ask in person."

"..."

"Okay, in that case, let's go our separate ways..."

Karkaroff glanced at Snape, "But don't think that Dumbledore will always protect you."

He waved his hand, firmly protecting the Dark Mark, and then left.