The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

John looked at Snape speechlessly.

He really got it right.

Facing Snape's piercing gaze, John could only nod.

Snape then said:

"I want the Academy Cup this year!"

"Huh? Professor Snape, it's useless for you to just tell me. This House Cup requires the collective efforts of all Slytherins."

"I believe that the rest of Slytherin will go all out without me telling you." Snape sneered, "But you are different. There is a big problem with your thinking!"

"What's wrong with my thinking?" John was amused by Snape.

"As a Slytherin, you don't care about Slytherin's honor. Do you think there is nothing wrong with your thinking?"

As soon as these words came out, John was speechless.

It was exactly what Snape said.

He really didn't care much about Slytherin's honor.

He doesn't even care about the academy points.

He had no sense of belonging to the school or even to Hogwarts.

His favor is only for individuals.

The first level includes Michelle, Snape and McGonagall, and the second level includes Draco and Harry.

"I know you so well, John."

Snape continued to sneer, "It's impossible to force you to change your mind. In that case, I'll make a deal with you. How about it? A college cup is exchanged for the right to use the material warehouse. This business is very big. Is it a good deal?”

"I'm afraid it's not that cost-effective, right?" John shook his head and said, "You should have noticed that Professor Dumbledore still really wants Gryffindor to win the Academy Cup to build momentum for Harry Potter.

He failed last year. I'm afraid it will get worse this year, right? "

Snape said slowly:

"This has nothing to do with me. I have already said that this is a simple transaction. If you think you can do it, do it. If you can't, don't do it."

As soon as he said this, John smiled instantly.

Snape said exactly what he said to Mr. Borgin at Borgin-Bock.

But this business can really be done.

After all, Snape gave too much.

It was really difficult for John to part with the high-end materials in that warehouse.

Even if he can't sell it, it can still give his magic talent and potion level a terrifying improvement.

In comparison, winning a College Cup is actually not that difficult.

Even if Dumbledore wanted Gryffindor to win, he still had to worry about face and have an excuse.

As long as Slytherin's score is raised high enough and Harry is not given a chance, there is nothing Dumbledore can do.

Thinking this, John smiled even more happily.

"Professor Snape, this year's House Cup will only belong to us Slytherins!"

John assured.

Upon hearing this, Snape's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning.

When he told Dumbledore in the principal's office that he wanted to 'educate and correct' John, he was not just talking.

This was his first step in 'educating' John.

As the head of Slytherin, he knew very well how powerful the collective power of assimilation was.

Especially a traditional, wealthy and legendary house like Slytherin.

Normal students will be assimilated within three months of entering Slytherin. Like other Slytherins, they will feel a sense of belonging to the students.

John was a weirdo, he didn't respond for a whole year.

But that's not a big deal either.

As long as John is given some guidance under the pretext of trading, so that John can do things for Slytherin and cooperate more with other people in Slytherin, then it will only be a matter of time before John develops feelings for Slytherin.

In the office, John and Snape, who had their own thoughts, just looked at each other.

There was a sense of 'I've earned it' on both of their faces.

After a long time, John took the lead to look away.

"Then this matter is settled. Now, it's time to get down to business."

The smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he said a little seriously, "Professor Snape, will drinking the Dreamless Sleeping Potion for a long time develop drug resistance?"

As soon as he said this, Snape frowned and said:

"There will be no resistance. Dreamless Sleeping Agent is harmless."

Snape paused suddenly.

He thought about John's sudden coma last year.

"Your illness has relapsed again? So you're drinking Dreamless Sleeping Potion? This can't be..."

"Professor! It has indeed relapsed!" John interrupted Snape, "And I have become resistant to the drug."

"how can that be?"

Snape stood up as he spoke.

"But it happened," John said. "Before, I only needed a bottle of Dreamless Sleep Potion to suppress nightmares, but now, I need a bottle and a half."

Snape looked nervous, pacing back and forth in the office, thinking.

John, on the other hand, remained silent.

It was no secret that he was haunted by nightmares.

As early as last year when he was in a coma and hospitalized, he had already told everything.

Madam Pomfrey also gave him intensive treatment at that time.

Unfortunately, at present, the effects of those treatments do not seem to be as strong as expected.

Or maybe John's condition has worsened again?

John couldn't tell the reason, but he knew that he should never hide his illness and avoid treatment.

"Does Madam Pomfrey know about this?" Snape said suddenly.

John shook his head and said:

"I only trust you!"

Hearing this, Snape's breathing suddenly became heavier. He stared at John for a while, and then suddenly yelled:

"Stupid! Why do you trust me? Madam Pomfrey is the healer! Let's go! Let's go find her now!"

After saying that, Snape grabbed John's hand and rushed to the school hospital.

His steps were so fast that John had to jog to keep up.

Feeling the strength coming from Snape's hand, John was a little moved.

He could feel that Snape truly cared about him.

However, this concern did not make the miracle happen.

After undergoing a series of examinations, Madam Pomfrey was unable to detect any abnormalities on John.

"Sorry, Severus, I really don't understand why John's disease relapsed. Obviously...sigh! In short, I still recommend continuing to take medication and conduct follow-up observations."

After hearing what Madam Pomfrey said, a rare trace of trance flashed across Snape's face.

After being silent for a while, he slowly said to John:

"It's not a big problem. Your current symptoms are not very serious. We still have time. You can go back and rest first, John.

Before going to bed, you can mix the Water of Life and Death with the Dreamless Sleeping Potion and drink it. This should be able to delay the continued increase in drug resistance.

And during this time, Madam Pomfrey and I will continue to think of a solution. "

John nodded and thanked him and left the school hospital.

Unlike Snape's anxiety.

John's mentality is still very good.

As he had said before, he trusted Snape.

Snape would not sit back and watch his situation worsen.

Even if there is no cure, it would not be difficult to develop a potion for him that can stabilize and suppress his condition.

So, the problem is really not big.

Of course, Snape had done so much for him, and John wasn't prepared to let him down.

So as soon as he returned to the Slytherin common room, John approached Senior Sister Taylor and asked her to help summon a group of Slytherin prefects.

Then in front of the prefects, John opened his arms and declared loudly:

"Professor Snape gave me a fatal order that this year's Academy Cup must be Slytherin! Therefore, I hope that you will all act according to my plan in the future!"