Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

"The antidote that Snape gave you personally?" Several young wizards surrounded Harry in the ward.

"It's better not to drink it. I think it's good for you." Ron said, "What if it's poison? It's not worth the risk."

Harry stared with his big green eyes, "Ron, I'm Harry! Harry! Your best friend! I'm a friend! You can't let me be a girl forever!"

"Okay, pretend I didn't say..." Ron said guiltily.

"Although I don't think there's anything wrong with you doing this," Hermione said, "However, I don't think Snape would dare to blatantly poison you in school? After all, everyone knows that he is responsible for treating you."

"Not everyone." Tom said, "In fact, it's just us and a few professors. After all, Harry doesn't want to make his situation public."

"If the professors trust Snape enough, he might be able to get away with it for any reason."

Harry's shoulders slumped, and that was what he was worried about.

But when he thought about living as a girl, he felt inexplicably scared.

"No, I want to give it a try!"

He took out the bottle of potion and took a deep breath. "If I die later, you must tell the other professors. Snape definitely did it on purpose."

After he finished speaking, he opened the bottle cap and was about to drink the antidote when Qiu Zhang suddenly held his hand and said, "Wait a minute."

"Don't worry," the senior said, "otherwise we should ask other professors. Professor Murphy is also very knowledgeable about transformation potions. Even if he can't make an antidote, he can still judge whether the antidote is available. Poison should be okay, right?”

"But the professors all seem to be on vacation. Just now I heard Professor Flitwick saying that he wanted to have a drink with Professor Murphy at the Three Broomsticks. We are not in our third year yet, so we can't go to Hogsmeade." Min said.

"How about we wait for the professor to come back?" Tom asked.

"Hogsmeade?" Ron's eyes suddenly lit up, "It doesn't seem like we can't go... George and Fred said they had discovered a secret passage a long time ago..."

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"Duang!"

In a separate compartment of the Three Broomsticks, Murphy filled an oversized cup originally used for butterbeer with strong liquor and placed it in front of Snape.

"I'm going to sue you for kidnapping! Kidnapping a Hogwarts professor in public! You will be arrested and thrown into Azkaban!" Snape was already so angry that he started talking nonsense.

He had been put down by Murphy at this moment, and was forced by Murphy's magic to sit opposite him.

"You, sue me?" Murphy almost laughed, "Why?"

"I'm Murphy, the school director of Hogwarts, the richest man in the British wizarding world, and everyone in the Ministry of Magic is my friend. Why do you think you can defeat me?"

"You..." Snape was speechless. Yes, besides being a Hogwarts professor, what else does he have?

It is really difficult for him to defeat the opponent, which makes his threat just now seem very weak.

He gritted his teeth, "What on earth are you going to do?"

Murphy pushed the glass of wine towards him, "Drink it."

Snape just watched Murphy pour a whole bottle of spirits into the cup. This guy even blatantly took out a small bottle from his arms and mixed some unknown potion into it.

With such a cup of food, even Hagrid would have to lie down when he came.

"Why should I drink?!"

However, with a "duang" sound, Murphy also placed a cup in front of him, which was also filled with spirits. Then he also poured the liquid in the small bottle into it, and even poured more.

"I'll drink as much as you drink," Murphy said, "Do you dare?"

"Are you crazy?" Snape looked at him, confused and thought he was unreasonable.

Murphy grinned, his eyes bright and frightening, "So what if you're crazy?"

"Who in this world is not crazy?"

"Aren't you crazy?"

"Isn't Dumbledore crazy?"

"They think I'm crazy because I ignore conventions, because I'm eclectic, because I dare to challenge authority and speak my mind. Maybe it's crazy."

"But if you live a mediocre, well-behaved, cautious life, turning yourself into a tortoise, and living like a donkey who only knows how to work hard, isn't it fucking crazy?!"

He said, looking at Snape, "Besides, you even dare to drink the potion of fucking despair. How are you still afraid of just a glass of wine?"

Snape's eyes widened in shock, "It's unreasonable. What are you talking about? It's uneducated and disrespectful..."

"But I feel comfortable saying it." Murphy smiled.

"Damn, these days, I've been suffocated to death..."

"Hogwarts, this wretched place, is really not a place for human beings..."

"A rivalry with the Ministry of Magic..."

"Just go to class every day, why do you want to fulfill the principal's arrangements? Why? Who gave me the power?"

"You want to complain to me about this?" Snape looked at him in surprise.

Murphy also looked back, "Don't you have any resentment?"

Snape was silent.

When it comes to doing private work for the principal... there are probably few professors who have done more than him.

"Let me go," Snape said.

"You drank the wine."

"How can you drink with me tied up?!" Snape glared over.

"Not bad." Murphy suddenly raised his eyebrows, "It's only right that you're angry."

"..." Snape really felt that the guy opposite had something seriously wrong.

However, when Murphy untied the rope for him, Snape looked at the glass of strong wine in front of him. Suddenly, as if he had made up his mind, he picked it up, gulped, gulped, gulped, and drank three big gulps. .

Murphy was shocked. Good guy, this is strong Scotch whiskey mixed with veritaserum. If you drink like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to last three minutes.

"Hiccup..." Because he drank too fast, Snape couldn't help but let out a wine burp.

He looked at Murphy.

The latter smiled and said, "Ha, it's refreshing."

He also picked up the big cup, took three big sips, and put it on the table. The remaining wine was even less than Snape's.

"I'll drink as much as you drink." Murphy said again, "How about it? How about another gambling battle?"

Snape's face was visibly flushed, "What are you betting on?"

"If you win, the last bet will be wiped out." Murphy said, "You've always been unconvinced anyway, right?"

"Huh!" Snape glared at him fiercely, "If you hadn't used some tricks, you wouldn't have been able to get through my share of life and death."

"But I still won." Murphy said, "Haven't you learned your lesson yet? Winning is winning, and the result determines everything."

Snape gritted his teeth, "What if you win?"

Murphy looked at him and suddenly smiled, "Blow up Hogwarts with me?"