bookbashuk Chapter 216 Ding! Congratulations on obtaining the legendary Potions Master—Professor Snape!
Chapter 216 Ding! Congratulations on obtaining the legendary Potions Master—Professor Snape!
Chapter 217 Ding! Congratulations on obtaining the legendary Potions Master—Professor Snape!
Feeling the cold, hard weight on my shoulders.
The hairs on his neck stood on end because of the sharpness of the ruler so close at hand.
Snape looked down at Ethan, who seemed to be looking down at him like a king.
The dough twitched involuntarily.
I have been coaching for so many years.
Ethan was the only student who didn't take the "professor" seriously at all.
Ok.
I guess they didn't even consider him a human being.
For that faint hope.
Snape gritted his teeth, suppressing his anger, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Yes. I will be at your service from now on."
Is that alright...?
Just as Snape was thinking this.
A hand reached out into view.
Looking up, I met Ethan's smiling face:
Let's make an unbreakable vow.
Snape:
Like a volcanic eruption, Snape's inner rage burst forth!
He stood up in anger!
He growled, "Don't push your luck."
"bite.
A barely perceptible soft sound.
The sword, held to Snape's neck, pressed against his skin.
The extreme cold seeped into his skin and bones, and the sharp edge pressed against his carotid artery.
It felt as if the slightest movement would cause it to be smoothly severed.
Snape froze.
His anger froze on his face.
His body was frozen in an awkward half-squatting position.
It looks like a stuck electronic music black guy.
Ethan looked at Professor Snape, who had suddenly assumed a horse stance, with a puzzled expression.
laughed:
"Haha, why are you acting like you've seen Lily?"
Snape: !!
A threat! This must be a blatant threat!!
It implies that if he doesn't swear an oath, he'll never be allowed to see Lily...
Snape stared intently at Ethan.
At this moment, in his eyes...
Ethan's smile was so wicked.
His entire body exuded a powerful and profound aura!
Being stared at by those cobalt blue eyes felt like being watched by a predator at the top of the food chain.
It sent a chill down Sneijder's spine.
Snape slowly descended again.
Looking at Ethan, he chuckled:
"You win, you cold-hearted person."
Ethan: ?
The role-playing was quite immersive.
Hands clasped together.
Under Dumbledore's witness, Professor Snape became Ethan's house-elf (not really).
You must not lie to me, you must not deceive me, and you must not disobey my orders.
Ethan looked down at the strands of golden threads that were wrapped around Snape's wrist.
A smile curled at the corners of his mouth in delight.
You have acquired the legendary wizard "Potential Master" Severus Snape!
[Increased light brightness]
Your understanding of potions has deepened.
[You will be able to understand the inherent properties of materials, hear the bubbling sounds of them blending in the cauldron... and create new potions.]
A flash of inspiration struck Ethan.
Like illuminating a corner of a dark star map.
Suddenly.
Ethan gained a new understanding of those familiar potions.
Previously, it was simply a matter of following the steps.
Now, Ethan understands "why" he did it.
It was as if a stroke of good fortune had struck.
Ethan blurted out, "The reason why wolfsbane potion can't completely cure werewolves is because it lacks a powerful healing ingredient!"
Just like Mr. Black's failed ritual.
While stripping away the werewolf's bloodline, it also damages the soul and body.
Just as roots deeply embedded in the soil will inevitably damage the soil when they are pulled out.
Even the two-headed wolf painting that Ethan could absorb from the curse and bloodline power could not completely cure the werewolf.
Professor Snape raised his eyebrows slightly.
A hint of admiration appeared in his eyes as he looked at Ethan.
He nodded and said, "That's right."
"Unfortunately, we did not find such a potent and extraordinary material."
"There is a flower called 'Moon Viewing Flower,' which only blooms in the hands of pure young girls. It possesses extremely strong divine power."
"It is considered the most suitable material for healing werewolves."
"However," Snape's lips curled into a wicked grin, "this flower was picked to extinction a hundred years ago due to people's greed."
"Moreover, flowers alone are not enough; they must be combined with a powerful spell."
Upon hearing this...
Ethan's eyes flickered slightly.
They went extinct a hundred years ago?
What about in 1612?
The power of divinity sounded very much in line with my own.
really.
This final battle that takes us back to the past is definitely worth fighting!
Ethan was overwhelmed with emotion.
I wish I could travel back in time immediately, become a fairy, and take all the precious power and resources with me!
"Hehehe~"
Ethan let out a decent laugh.
He snapped back to reality and wiped away non-existent drool from the corner of his mouth.
His gaze was fixed intently on Professor Snape:
"Little Sisi, your chance to shine has arrived!"
Professor Snape:
An ominous premonition arose.
Ethan: "Go and prepare at least one army's worth of Felix Felicis."
Isn't the luck needed for the battle just easily solved?
I'm such a little genius! Snape: ? ? ?
He cried out, "An army—no, what are you going to use it for?!"
impossible.
Even for Ethan, starting a revolution now is a bit too early. Ethan: "I'm going to war."
Professor Snape: (speaking) ? ! !
You've been recruited into the Dark Lord's army again, haven't you?!
Before the previous one could even escape the fire pit, it fell into the hands of the evil giant octopus!
-Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of this century.
Why didn't you stop Ethan?
Are you just going to watch?!
Snape looked at Ethan, who was asking for massive amounts of Felix Felicis right off the bat, even more outrageous than Voldemort.
I felt that the future was bleak.
Is it too late to leave the organization now?
The next day.
Morning, in the auditorium.
All the students knew that last night was a full moon night, and they also knew about the bet between Ethan and Snape.
They looked excitedly at the Ravenclaw hourglass—which remained unchanged.
He concluded that Ethan had lost.
Hermione clasped her hands together, crying out in anguish, "Merlin!"
"Perhaps while we were fast asleep last night, Professor Snape was humiliating Ethan and maybe even forcing him to sign an unequal treaty!"
Harry: "...—"
"Well, Professor Snape may be annoying, but he's not some devil from hell who came down to boost his sales figures, so he probably wouldn't do something like that—..."
Ron: "You'd better control your stupid cat first! Don't let it touch my tabby again!"
Just then.
The auditorium doors were pushed open.
Professor Snape swept into the Great Hall like a black whirlwind.
The auditorium fell silent.
Countless eyes were fixed on Professor Snape striding toward the podium.
His lips were tightly pursed, and his face was ashen.
"It's like they're running away from something."
Behind.
Ethan appeared.
Ethan was considered by many to have "lost the bet".
At this moment, however, a smile was on his face.
A glimmer of hope rose in Hermione's eyes, and she murmured:
"Could it be that Ethan won? But turning a werewolf back into a human—that's impossible."
Suddenly, a faint voice sounded from behind:
"Nothing is impossible."
？ ！！
Hermione jolted!
I thought it was a ghost.
Looking back, I realized it was Ravenclaw's "Lovegood".
Luna looked at her with a smile.
That sleepwalking expression still lingered on his fair face.
He said in an ethereal and dreamlike tone, "Ethan wouldn't say he can't do something."
Hermione frowned.
Just as he was about to retort, Professor Snape spoke from the podium:
"I apologize for my previous misunderstanding of Mr. Ethan Vincent."
His tone was low and hoarse.
However, it reached everyone's ears clearly.
Hermione: ∑（°口°）
She gasped.
Staring in disbelief at Professor Snape on the stage!
However, Professor Snape did not say much.
He simply gave Ravenclaw an 80-point boost and then left the stage with a sigh of relief.
But what remained in the auditorium was shock.
But instead of decreasing, it increased!
That arrogant Slytherin headmaster, Professor Snape!
I actually got an apology from a student?!
Is this...is this still reality?!
"I knew Ethan would succeed!"
Luna's cheerful voice reached Hermione's stunned ears.
After saying that, he skipped away.
very good mood.
Hermione froze for a few seconds, then her cheeks began to burn.
He bent down and covered his face.
I felt a surge of warmth, a mixture of shame and admiration, gradually rising in my chest.
the other side.
The Slytherin students exchanged a surprised yet cautious glance.
Did Ethan really manage to turn the werewolf back into a human?
Does the Ministry of Magic know about this?
No.
I definitely don't know.
because.
Having the ability to heal werewolves means having the support of an entire dangerous group.
The rigid and inflexible Ministry of Magic would not tolerate the slightest threat.
"No wonder Professor Snape's words were so ambiguous—there's a lot of room for interpretation."
"After all, once Ethan's strength is exposed, he will inevitably face all sorts of suppression from the Ministry of Magic—"
"Ethan and the Ministry of Magic—I wonder how things will develop—"
Upon hearing this, Malfoy couldn't help but chuckle.
Of course, we'd choose Ethan, you idiots.
While there are still options.
Professor Snape has stepped down.
Ethan has taken office.
He then proceeded with unparalleled ease and fluidity, completely ignoring the principal and other professors.
And so he walked onto the podium in a very open and aboveboard manner.
The auditorium, which had been noisy due to the explosive news, quickly quieted down.
Pairs of eyes were fixed on Ethan behind the owl's podium.
Listen attentively.
Ethan looked around.
He curled the corners of his lips into a smile and said in a deep voice:
"Gentlemen, I have some good news to share with you all!"