Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Chapter 593 Unbelievable Requests

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"Who are you?" Snape's eyes widened in surprise.

He looked deeply at the boy sitting on the bronze throne.

He remembered everything.

This was a student who entered school with Harry.

Even he couldn't help but marvel at his handsome face for a moment.

He also remembered the boy's name firmly - Ryan Smith.

Why?

Why has he never seen this Smith since the sorting?

He never thought of him again.

He clearly corrected Smith's homework.

Even the first in the grade is this Ryan Smith.

But he ignored everything.

It's as if this person has never existed.

"Ryan Smith.

Why, you look like you're seeing me for the first time.

Professor, you gave me an O (excellent) for my potions class." Ryan said with a smile.

"Who is your majesty?" Snape immediately changed his address.

Time stopped, Kamen Rider Chronos who appeared once in Rotherham, Dumbledore's guess - the awakened God of Time, and the Ministry of Magic's deactivated time converter.

These messages were instantly connected in Snape's mind.

Could it be that this boy is the resurrection of the deceased gods in the world?

Ryan raised his eyebrows.

Snape's inner activities just now were clearly visible in front of him.

Even with Snape's brain occlusion that surpassed Dumbledore and Voldemort, he couldn't hide his brain in front of Ryan.

"Didn't you guess it?"

"Severus Snape greets His Majesty (Greek/Ελληνικ?)." Snape immediately changed the language.

The whole person prostrated himself on the ground humbly.

Put his hands behind his back and made a strange gesture.

"Really erudite.

Professor, you also know the etiquette and language of slaves.

Just speak English." Ryan stood up and jumped to Snape's side.

Snape quickly changed his position and kept his head facing Ryan.

"Yes, Your Majesty.

Did the child Harry Potter really resurrect her mother?"

Ryan narrowed his eyes.

He could now clearly see Snape's inner thoughts - as long as the resurrection was true, Harry Potter would pay any price for it and it was worth it.

"Resurrection is true," Ryan's mouth curled up.

He found that Snape's breathing became heavier.

His heartbeat also suddenly accelerated.

The body's dopamine was secreted violently.

"But Harry will also lose his life because of this. I'm hesitating-" Ryan smiled evilly and deliberately interrupted the sentence here. He stretched the ending tone.

Sure enough, Snape's pupils trembled slightly, and he almost roared: "Your Majesty, this is Harry's wish.

You should fulfill him.

And he is Voldemort's Horcrux.

This is good for everyone."

"But, isn't he your favorite student?" Ryan said. He jumped to Snape's side with a wicked smile.

Then Snape repeated the previous action. He lowered his head towards Ryan again and prostrated himself on the ground.

"I did this because I like him.

This is his dream.

And resurrection is a great ritual that goes against the laws of nature.

As a Ravenclaw, I think Harry must be willing to sacrifice his life even if it is just to get a little bit of knowledge about resurrection.

As a teacher, all I can do is encourage him." Snape paused and took a deep breath, "What do you want to tell me? I am willing to do anything you tell me.

Just let Harry get what he wants.

If you want to use your invincible power to change the future because it will hinder His Majesty the God of Death.

Please allow me to speculate that this little thing should not affect your friendship with His Majesty the God of Death.

If the price Harry paid to resurrect his mother is not enough.

I am willing to add my humble life."

"Good fellow, this Snape actually thought that I had a friendship with the God of Death." Ryan thought.

He frowned unhappily.

He decided to get to the point as soon as possible.

Otherwise, I don't know what Snape would think.

"Your life?

It's worthless to me.

On the contrary, your life has some insignificant value to me."

"I am honored by your majesty's kindness." Snape's nose touched the carpet.

"I will not stop Harry Potter from resurrecting his mother.

I am happy to see all this.

But - my relationship with the god of death is not friends. It is more appropriate to say that I am an enemy."

"Crucio!" Snape pointed his wand at himself, "Please allow your humble servant to punish himself.

How dare you speculate on the relationship between your majesty and your majesty the god of death."

Good guy.

He didn't scream in the face of the Cruciatus Curse, and his face remained calm.

"You are very smart.

Then I will give you another piece of news.

Harry Potter resurrected his mother.

He will not sacrifice his own life.

It's just that the Resurrection Stone will lose the power to resurrect the dead." Ryan said lightly.

Then Snape laughed out loud.

The next second, he turned pale with fear.

Ryan couldn't help sighing.

Wow, the yellowish color can turn pale in a second.

Snape can avoid makeup with this skill.

And he could hold back the Cruciatus Curse just now, but he couldn't hold back when faced with the news.

And Snape: "Please forgive your humble servant.

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I'm just happy, happy that Harry doesn't have to sacrifice his life."

Ryan couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Seeing Snape was so humble and respectful.

He didn't expose Snape because after hearing that James Potter couldn't be resurrected, his mind flashed with the painful mask of Sirius because his best friend couldn't be resurrected, he was wearing a groom's clothes and Lily was wearing a wedding dress, and Harry called him father, and he was happy.

"Don't think too much of yourself, just a mortal.

Your smile is just a little invisible dust to me."

"Your Majesty, be merciful." Snape's mouth was almost touching the ground.

He turned his eyes and asked quickly: "Your Majesty, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"Really." Ryan pretended to be enlightened. He made a fist with his right hand and hammered his palm.

And Snape.

There was cold sweat all over his forehead.

But he didn't dare to wipe it off.

He was just feeling lucky now.

He was lucky that he asked this question.

He subconsciously felt that if he didn't do something for Ryan, Ryan's promise would only be a promise.

Maybe by then - James Potter would also be resurrected.

Then Lily -

Snape quickly closed his eyes and erased the image of Lily and that bastard resurrected and hugged Harry from his mind.

For the first time, Snape felt that his brain blocking technique was so useful.

Not only could it be used as a spy, but it could also quickly erase images that shouldn't be thought of.

"Your Majesty, please give your orders." Snape, with turbulent waves in his mind, asked respectfully in the real world.

He almost fell to the ground.

"It's very simple.

In every Potions class from now on, I will eat hot pot in class.

Here, here's the list." Ryan's voice fell, and a piece of parchment flew to Snape's face.

"Remember to prepare the ingredients for me before class, prepare them by hand.

Don't worry, no one will notice, just like this -" Ryan waved his hand.

When Snape opened his eyes, he had returned to the state where he was standing opposite the tapestry of the giant beating Barnabas with a stick.

Time also resumed its flow.

It was like a dream.

But the parchment on his face proved that everything was not an illusion.

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