People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

Chapter 83 Snape Shampoo

"Complete? I don't want to be a lunatic!" Riddle sneered, "Time is the strongest spell. It has made us strangers. Even though we come from the same mother body, as time goes by, we who are imprisoned in the device are no longer the same as when we were separated."

"I don't want to feel the pain of confinement again. Even if it makes me stronger."

"After all, I am different from you. In pursuit of immortality, I lost the most important thing - wisdom."

Hearing this, Voldemort forced a smile from his ugly face: "That's great. It means that we have no conflicts. You should have just avenged me for locking you in the diary."

"How ugly and stupid." The wand spinning on Riddle's fingertips stopped instantly and pointed in the direction of Voldemort.

"I remember saying that I am no longer the same person I was at the beginning."

“It’s not just about mindset.”

"And the properties of the spell."

A green ghost appeared behind Riddle and extended a finger.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

Two green lights converged and sank into Voldemort's body.

Voldemort did not resist, but dodged.

Because the winner is still Voldemort.

He beat Dumbledore, and won hugely, so much!

What's more, this body only has three minutes, so what's the harm in going ahead?

Quirrell's body fell down, and the fake Philosopher's Stone tumbled out.

He turned into a ball of black smoke and passed through the gate made of black flames.

Only a pair of words accompanied by a wild laugh were left.

"I thought you could really kill me! Your Killing Curse is indeed stronger than the 17-year-old me, but it still can't do anything to me, who is known as Voldemort (Leap Over Death)."

"Besides, we have reached a consensus - there can only be one Voldemort!"

Riddle smiled coldly when he heard this, took a step forward, and disappeared on the spot.

After Basil took back the [Shadow of Death], he ended the cycle on Snape.

After lying on the fourth floor for a minute, Snape struggled to run towards the restricted area.

At this moment, among the dead branches and leaves and layers of spider webs, Dumbledore appeared in front of a spider as big as a baby elephant.

Its body and legs were black with gray, and each eye on its ugly head with big pincers was covered with a layer of white.

Apparently he is blind.

"Aragog." Dumbledore sighed.

He had already imagined what Hagrid would look like when he discovered this scene.

At this moment, the patronus and the phoenix have become one, and he and Fox are one in mind and body.

The holy light that could turn the cursed host into ashes was controlled by him.

Carefully brushing every inch of Aragog's body.

On the other side, Dumbledore's sacred magical magnetic field enveloped and maintained it as a whole.

It's not that Dumbledore thought Hagrid's feelings were more important than Voldemort's.

Instead, he maintained Aragog's body intact while carefully removing the curse to prevent the occurrence of a chain curse.

Ten minutes later, with a crisp sound similar to the breaking of bamboo, black smoke stopped coming out of Aragog's body.

The curse was also completely lifted.

"Alas, farewell, farewell."

Dumbledore looked around, his eyes full of pity.

Behind him was the head of Lucius Malfoy, and in front of him was the body of Aragog.

The not-so-bad Malfoy brat and Hagrid would be devastated to see them.

Golden-red flames ignited from him, the two corpses, and Fox.

Just like an eraser, erase them.

The next second, two bodies appeared in the principal's office.

In the room with the Mirror of Erised, Dumbledore and Fawkes emerged in the firelight, and ran into Snape, who had broken out of the loop and rushed here without stopping.

The first thing they did not look at was each other.

Instead, he looked at the corpse on the ground and the 'Philosopher's Stone'.

Snape, who was soaking wet, licked his lower lip. "How did he die? Judging from his appearance, his neck was twisted 180 degrees. There was no smell of dark magic."

Dumbledore waved his hand and the stone flew into his hand.

"Killing Curse. People killed by the Killing Curse will not show any traces, whether in magic or physical level. Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, should have the aura of dark magic. It can only be said that he died from the Killing Curse. When he was killed, the traces of negative magnetic field on his body were killed."

Dumbledore closed his eyes, and his magical magnetic field spread out, inch by inch, with him as the center.

He was reading the traces, recreating in his mind what was happening in the room.

The fog condenser is built based on this principle.

But everything that appeared in his mind at this moment was vague.

Just like when the TV signal is bad, the image is blurry and there is no sound.

But he still gained a lot from it.

"This twisted neck should be Voldemort's way of using Quirrell's dead body."

"Someone took the Philosopher's Stone ahead of time."

"Killed Quirrell."

"Drive away Voldemort."

"The good news is that Voldemort did not take the Philosopher's Stone."

"The bad news is that the Philosopher's Stone, which was supposed to be destroyed, has fallen into the hands of a dangerous wizard."

"His Killing Curse is fast and extremely powerful. It can 'clean' a body like Quirrell's, which can only be covered up by taking garlic baths to mask the smell of dark magic."

Although the wizard was very dangerous, Dumbledore did not look cautious.

On the contrary, he even had time to tease Snape.

"What happened to you? Did you get splashed with a bowl of oily soup?"

Snape's sallow, greasy face froze, "Shut up! Dumbledore! Who do you think this is because of?"

Dumbledore scratched the tip of his nose and smiled mischievously.

"Since it's all because of me, you don't have to thank me."

A wisp of flame ignited from Snape's body, and exploded at a speed that he had no time to react, burning all over his body.

Then it went out again.

Snape was born with a refreshing and oil-free face, flowing hair, and a face that was no longer sallow after exfoliation.

Because the curse disappeared, the spiders that attacked one after another turned into ashes, and Bagel was shocked when he returned to the auditorium with the large group.

Is this pretty boy Snape?

After removing the oiliness and making the skin less dull and yellowish, it turns out like this?
Apart from his hooked nose which lowered his appearance, his straight black princess cut, pale skin and deep eyes made him look like a dark nobleman.

The vampire nobles in fantasy novels have come into reality.

No wonder Hagrid said that Lily had been in a close relationship with Snape before her fifth year, and only agreed to date James Potter in her seventh year.

Not only because they are childhood sweethearts, but also because of face?

Dumbledore obviously had the same idea as Bagel.

He waved his hand casually, and the water vapor in the air condensed into a mirror.

Sighing, "Look at yourself, what have your bad living habits done to you?"

Snape looked in the mirror and wrinkled his nose. "I don't feel any difference."

He touched his dry black hair, "Should I put some oil on it? It's a little too spread out."

Dumbledore was a little skeptical. "You don't wash your hair because the Potters invented shampoo? But you like to apply oil after washing your hair?"

"Of course," Snape instantly despised Dumbledore's intelligence, "I can mix shampoo myself. I just think it's more attractive this way. In Muggle terms, the water in the UK is very hard and can cause baldness, like my father. So I avoided washing my hair since I was a child. After I got a job and had enough money, I used the shampoo I made myself, which can make my hair shiny and smooth and prevent baldness."

"Looking at the effect, it's obvious that I was right."

(End of this chapter)