Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

It was not until Easter that Mandrake finally reached a usable level, Snape's antidote was made, and he visited Harry in the school hospital for the second time.

It was noon when he arrived, and Harry was taking a nap after lunch.

Snape stood by the bed for a long time. The afternoon sun shone on the face that was almost exactly the same as in his memory. For a moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he first entered school.

"Lily," he heard himself say, "I'm sorry."

"Professor?" Harry woke up and was startled when he saw Snape, "When did you come?"

That confused look made Snape wake up. Lily would not show such a stupid look, but for some reason, his tone was still much softer, "Your antidote has been made."

As he spoke, he took out a small bottle of potion from his sleeve, raised his head, and slowly handed it over in a repulsive manner.

"T-Thank you Professor..." Harry took it carefully.

"Look at me." Snape said suddenly.

Harry was startled and looked at Snape blankly.

The latter kept staring at him, and his complicated expression made Harry panic.

Do I suspect that he discovered that he stole the Philosopher's Stone? Isn't there any poison in this antidote?

He was chanting a spell to kill me before. Can I drink this antidote?

So many people know that he helped me make the antidote, so he couldn't just put poison in it, right?

But if he did, he would just have to evade it casually, saying that he didn't expect the effect of the antidote, after all, the sex-changing potion had never appeared before.

Harry was deeply entangled, but he didn't dare to drink the antidote now.

Fortunately, Snape didn't force him to drink it now. He closed his eyes for a long time, and his voice was weak, as if he was the one who was sick, "Wait until I leave, then drink."

After that he left.

After leaving the campus hospital, Snape almost staggered to the courtyard. He felt as if he was watching Lily leave again.

Incomparable nostalgia emerged from the bottom of his heart, followed by endless guilt and heart-wrenching pain that almost tore him into two pieces.

He knew that Harry only became like that after taking the potion by mistake.

Of course he knew that he was not Lily.

But, that look, those eyes...

Just like her who has been lingering in my dreams for countless years.

The moment he personally handed the antidote to the other party, he seemed to have lost her again, and the pain almost made him suffocate.

"Professor...Professor Snape..."

Suddenly, he heard someone calling him, and when he turned around, it was Murphy Darkholm.

"We professors are going to have a drink at Three Broomsticks later. Do you want to join us?" Murphy asked.

Today is Easter, school is on holiday, so the professors meet up to have a drink at the bar and relax.

"Stay away from me." Snape said these words almost suppressing a roar.

If there was anyone he didn't want to see right now, Murphy would undoubtedly be the first.

"Oh, did you remember something sad?" Murphy was not frightened by him, and still said in that annoying tone as if he knew everything.

"I said, get out of here!"

"Speaking of which, Lily Evans..."

"Shut up!" Snape suddenly turned around and even drew out his wand, "Don't mention that name!"

Murphy looked at him, a sneer rising at the corner of his mouth, "Want a duel? Slug?"

"Are you looking for death!?" Snape was really furious when he heard the slug.

"Want to kill someone?" Murphy smiled, "I'll give you a chance. How about coming to the Forbidden Forest and having a duel between wizards, life or death?"

When he said this, Murphy was already murderous.

Through Tom, Murphy already knew that Snape might have the formula for immortality, but this guy is a master of Occlumency. Under normal circumstances, Murphy would use Legilimency to steal the information from the other party's brain. , and then use the Forgetting Curse to erase the traces - it doesn't work here at all.

Moreover, he was usually in school, so if he wanted to take action, he might directly attract Dumbledore.

Therefore, Murphy planned to take advantage of the moment when he received a blow from Harry to deceive him into the outside world. Then he would directly knock him out and take him to a safe place, whether it was torture or truth serum. No matter it is a spiritual seed, you can get what you want.

Moreover, it was during the holidays and the professors were all out. Snape's disappearance for a short period of time would not attract anyone's attention.

Come, Snape, let's duel.

You must hate me very much, right?

I exposed your scars before, and then slapped you in the face in public, coupled with these repeated stimulations, can you still bear it?

Snape's eyes almost burst into anger, and his whole face was distorted.

But just when Murphy thought he was going to agree to the duel in anger, Snape suddenly put down his wand and said, "Go away and stop bothering me."

Walter?

Murphy was shocked.

Can you bear this?

What the hell is going on with this guy?

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles? !

Autistic?

"Fuck," Murphy was really annoyed by this gloomy guy, "How the hell do you think you're still alive like this?"

Snape didn't answer.

Okay, just ignore people, right?

Heartbroken, right?

The Walking Dead, right?

Oh, guess what, I’m not afraid of depressed people like you the least.

"Confinement quickly!"

Suddenly, a rope appeared out of thin air and wrapped Snape tightly.

Then Murphy waved his wand, and Snape was levitated, letting Murphy hold him as if he were holding a balloon. Then he instantly transformed into black mist and pulled the tied up Snape and flew out of the school. After flying in the air for a short while, he landed in Hogsmeade Village.

"What are you doing?! Put me down!" Snape was going crazy. He was being dragged like a balloon. He had never been so humiliated in his life.

Oh, except for the time when James Potter hung him from a tree with his underwear exposed.

Murphy turned a deaf ear and led Snape all the way to the Three Broomsticks.

Passersby along the way looked sideways, and Snape's old face turned red, "I'm going to kill you! Murphy Darkholm! I'm going to kill you!"

"You want to kill now?" Murphy sneered, "Oh, it's too late!"

Murphy kicked the door of the tavern open, "Rosmerta...cough, ma'am."

Murphy glanced at the expression on the face of the tavern owner, and Zhang Kuangjin calmed down a little inexplicably, "Is there any liquor?"

The latter took a few bottles of wine that looked to be of high alcohol content from under the counter and smiled, "Is this some kind of prank? I've never seen a balloon that looks like Snape."

"I'm not a balloon!" Snape was so angry that he wanted to kill everyone in the tavern immediately.

"Please bring two cups, thank you." Murphy said.

"Aren't you with the other professors? They are waiting for you at the table inside."

"No," Murphy held Snape's hand, "Today, this guy and I have to have someone lie down."