Chapter 738 Christmas Gift

"Severus Snape?" Nico repeated in a low voice, but he couldn't find the name in his memory.

Among the people he knew, there was only one wizard related to potions and still alive, Pegasus Sassia, and the last time he saw her was sixty years ago... or seventy years, it was too long, he couldn't remember it clearly.

"It's the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts." Kyle reminded beside him.

"Huh?"

This was the second time Nico was surprised, and he couldn't help asking: "Is the threshold of Hogwarts so high now?"

A professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts actually brewed the most complicated potion at present. Are all professors at Hogwarts so versatile?

Isn't this a bit too much? How can other schools survive?

"No, no... you misunderstood." Connor quickly explained: "Professor Snape has always been in charge of the potion class, but he only became the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this year."

Hearing Connor say this, Nico nodded suddenly.

If this is the case, it will be much easier to accept.

"It seems that he really cares about you." Nico said to Connor: "By the way, he should also use the Nirvana ashes left by Fawkes."

"Sorry, I don't know." Connor turned to look at Kyle.

"Yes." Kyle said immediately: "I remember Professor Dumbledore said before that when Fawkes was Nirvana, part of the ashes were taken away by Professor Snape."

"No wonder." Nico nodded.

At this time, he also vaguely remembered that when he went to Hogwarts two years ago, Dumbledore also mentioned the name Severus and said that part of the ashes had been used by him.

However, Dumbledore only said these things at the time, and did not mention what Severus taught. In addition, his attention was on the part of ashes in Kyle's hand at the time, and he did not care about these.

Now everything is clear.

The half of the ashes taken away by Severus Snape at that time was brewed by him into the Phoenix Potion in front of him.

"It's amazing..." Nico whispered, then he turned his head and looked at Kyle, with a sneer on his face.

"Tsk..."

Wizards just can't be compared.

To be honest, there aren't many things that can interest Nico now, but Kanna, who met him for the first time, brought him such a gift that suits his heart.

Look at Kyle again. Every time they meet, he will find something for him to do, and it's the kind that he can't refuse. His workload in the past two years is more than the previous thirty years.

And more importantly, Kyle always wants to take over his opera house.

With such a comparison, the gap immediately came out.

"No, I'm not wrong." Kyle muttered, "He is indeed the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts now."

"I don't mean that." Nico stretched out his hand, "Hurry up, take it out."

"What?" Kyle didn't react for a while.

"Gift." Nico said righteously, "You come to visit me, a man over 600 years old, don't you bring a Christmas gift?"

Kyle opened his mouth and was numb.

What's going on? Why did Nico suddenly care about this?

Although he also prepared a gift, compared with the Phoenix potion that can revive Connor, his opera poster that can play is really not good enough.

"How about..." Kyle thought about it, took out the golden cup and put it on the table, "I will give this to you?"

"No." Nico refused without thinking.

"This is the Hufflepuff's golden cup." Kyle couldn't help but said, "Didn't you say before that it is a temptation that all alchemists can't refuse?"

"It was like this ten minutes ago, but it's different now."

Nico calmly took out the bottle of potion and shook it, "With this, I can reproduce it at any time, so for me, this thing is just a pile of gold."

"The last thing I lack is gold."

The biggest feature of the golden cup is that it is stable enough. Even after being eroded by Voldemort's soul fragments, it can still be preserved intact.

And the Phoenix potion happens to be the best stable material in alchemy, so Nico is right to say so.

"But it's the Hufflepuff's cup... it means something different." Kyle tried to emphasize its other meaning.

"It's just for you." Nicole still didn't care, "I graduated from Beauxbatons, and I have nothing to do with the four giants of Hogwarts."

Kyle stopped talking for a moment.

During this process, Perenelle kept looking at the two of them with a smile, and from time to time brought some delicious food to Connor.

But Connor didn't have an appetite to eat these, she stared blankly at Kyle and the golden cup on the table.

What did they say just now?

Hufflepuff's... cup?

Is it the Hufflepuff from Hogwarts?

As a student of Hogwarts, she certainly knew what this thing meant.

Just like the sword of Gryffindor and the crown of Ravenclaw, the cup is the most precious treasure in the eyes of every Hufflepuff student.

Unexpectedly, it was despised here? Even Kyle is a Hufflepuff like her.

Connor looked at the golden cup on the table again.

Yes, the size and shape of this cup is exactly the same as the golden cup in the portrait of Helga Hufflepuff in the common room.

"Don't mind them." Perenal patted Kangna's hand at this time, "What they think in their hearts is completely different from what they say."

There were things that Connor didn't understand but she knew.

Nico wasn't dissatisfied with the Jinbei, he was just teasing Kyle.

The reason is also very simple. It should be that he was so immersed in studying these two things some time ago that he lost track of time and missed an important opera.

Nico was upset for several days.

Originally, he had forgotten this matter and had nothing to do with Kyle, but this happened just in time.

But knowing the truth, she didn't intend to stop him. She just smiled and watched Nico embarrass Kyle, as if she was watching a wonderful stage play.

Naturally, Kyle didn't know this. He scratched his hair and felt a little worried as Nico stared at him.

He didn't expect that Nico could even refuse the Hufflepuff Gold Cup. When would you be able to choose a Christmas gift?

And that was a gold cup. Why did it turn into a mediocre piece of gold when it came to Nico?

Something's wrong... Kyle's eyes flickered.

But that's okay, he was reluctant to give the golden cup away in the first place, and he only took it out to be polite.

When Nico is too embarrassed to accept it, it has nothing to do with him.

But he didn't expect that instead of being embarrassed, Nico would actually despise the Jinbei.

Although the results are similar, the meanings are completely different.

"Don't you just want to be polite?" Nico seemed to have noticed Kyle's thoughts and narrowed his eyes.

"Of course not." Kyle laughed dryly. "I was just joking just now to liven up the atmosphere. In fact, I have already prepared the gift."

"Then take it out quickly." Nico stretched out his hand again and looked at Kyle with interest.

He had already decided in his heart that no matter what Kyle took out later, the result would be like the golden cup just now.

Nico didn't believe that Kyle could bring out another special Horcrux...such as Gryffindor's sword.

But even if he did take it out, Nico didn't think he would be interested.

Among the things left behind by the legendary four giants, only Gryffindor's sword is not an alchemical item in the traditional sense, but a weapon made by goblins.

To Nico, that kind of thing is worse than a pile of gold.

The fact was exactly what he thought. Kyle no longer had a Horcrux in his hand, but he had something else.

Under Nico's gaze, Kyle quickly put away the gold cup on the table and took out an exquisite silver jar.

"I stole this from Professor Dumbledore." Kyle said solemnly: "You don't know, because of this thing, he hasn't spoken to me for more than half a month."

"Oh?" Nico raised an eyebrow.

He didn't doubt Kyle's story.

When Kyle took out the jar just now, he recognized it as Dumbledore's thing at a glance.

According to the habits and characteristics of each alchemist, the alchemical items they produce will be stamped with different imprints.

Even if it is the same thing, when it is made by different alchemists, there will be slight differences in the details... This is their unique mark, which is equivalent to the signature on the article.

And this silver jar has Dumbledore's name clearly "written" on it.

There is another point besides this.

When he saw Dumbledore two days ago, he looked really unhappy. He didn't think much about it before, he just thought it was because of Voldemort.

But thinking about it now, his expression was more like depression after something was taken away.

After thinking of this, Nico's expression immediately changed... Even Dumbledore felt distressed, which was kind of interesting.

"Oh, this jar is so exquisite." He said with a smile, "But there is one thing I don't understand."

"What?" Kyle asked.

"You just said you took it from Albus specifically to prepare a Christmas gift for me, right?"

"Yeah." Kyle nodded repeatedly, "I put a lot of effort into it."

"This is strange." Nico picked up the jar and looked at it, "According to you, this happened at least half a month ago, but I only decided to invite you as a guest yesterday, so the timing is a bit wrong. Come on."

"Ah, this..." Kyle said hesitantly, "I saw it in the divination class... I must have the gift of prophecy."

"That's even weirder," Nico said, "It's not that I want to deny your talent.

"But Kyle, do you still remember the crystal ball you saw in the room just now? It is also an alchemical item, and its function is to let me know any prophecies about me.

"If I remember correctly, it hasn't been lit in five years."

Nico stared at Kyle with burning eyes, as did Perenal and Connor, especially Connor. This was the first time she had seen someone make Kyle so passive.

...it's quite interesting.

"I, I just said something wrong." Faced with Nico's question, Kyle quickly changed his words: "Actually, I saw that I would go on a long trip during Christmas, and I guessed that I would come here."

"Really, that makes sense." Nico showed a happy look, "I thought the crystal ball was broken. It's not easy to repair that thing."

"Oh, and thank you for your gift, I like it very much." Nico said as he picked up the jar on the table. He didn't even look at what was inside, and handed it directly to the house elf Tata beside him, and told him to take it back and put it away carefully.

He looked as if he was afraid that Kyle would regret it.

Kyle also saw it, but what could he do... Facing an old wizard who was over 600 years old and still shamelessly playing rogue, he had no way to deal with it.

Tata's cooking skills were very good. This sumptuous dinner was no worse than the dinner at Hogwarts. There were even many dishes from other countries, with all kinds of flavors.

The other three people ate happily, but Kyle felt like he was chewing dry bread no matter what he ate.

But Kyle didn't expect that this was just the beginning, and what made him even more disappointed was still to come.

After dinner, Perenelle took Connor to visit the manor. There were many magical places here... the ceiling that would change the weather at any time, the opera hall that made people feel like they were there, and all kinds of alchemical items that could be seen everywhere...

This could not be seen in other places.

Even though Connor wanted to find a quiet place to finish reading the book in her hand, she was still attracted by those magical places and followed Perenelle away.

"Do you like to listen to opera? Or concerts?"

"Rarely." Connor's voice sounded a little reserved. "Does radio music count? I often listen to the radio music of the Weird Sisters."

"Radio music is also good, very suitable for students. I remember that I watched a Christmas song and dance held by Warbeck ten years ago. At that time, the sales of radio tripled... Come with me, dear, I will take you to see the live version."

The two quickly disappeared on the stairs.

At the same time, Nico also took the bottle of Phoenix potion and couldn't wait to go to the laboratory just now.

It seemed that in just a blink of an eye, Kyle was the only one left here, oh no, there was also a house elf Tata.

"Mr. Kyle, if you have finished your meal, please let me go?" Tata said, holding a rag, looking up at Kyle.

Kyle subconsciously stood up and walked to the side.

"Thank you, sir." Tata said, and he patted the tabletop. The table immediately moved, swinging its legs, and trotting with the chairs into a corridor that suddenly appeared on the left.

Tata quickly wiped the floor and followed him in, and then the corridor disappeared.

Kyle was watching from the side during the whole process.

He knew that the corridor led to the kitchen, but he had never been there, and Tata didn't give him the opportunity.

He just thought that he might as well go to the kitchen to take a look, and the corridor disappeared.

Now, he was really the only one left around, and no one cared about him, as if there were only three people here.