who moved my coffin

The last one walked into the room, closed the door gently, and as soon as he turned around, Cyrus said to Viddy angrily, "What did you call this guy to do, and seduce me in front of Dumbledore? Does the whole world know that the two of us are doing tricks down there?"

Vidi Gunther raised his eyebrows, and before he could answer, the Potions professor who was ignored by someone on the side showed his anger, "This is the first time I heard that the word 'hook-up' can be used in an invitation to an academic discussion, Yi Professor Errachat's language and writing skills are really admirable, and besides, I don't want to know anything about you and Professor Gunther."

The potions professor gritted his teeth and put the emphasis on the word "two or three things", the resentment in it was obvious.

Cyrus rolled his eyes, walked quickly to the sofa, stretched his arms, sat down on the middle of the couch, put his legs up on the coffee table, raised his chin and murmured, "Say it, Vidi, call me What's the matter, you know I'm busy."

Viddy tilted his head slightly, motioning Snape to sit on the sofa on the other side, then walked to the desk, leaned his back against the desk, and pulled out a piece of parchment from the desk with his backhand.

"Severus, I don't need to say more about my identity here. Lord Voldemort gave you the order to come to Hogwarts to teach. Of course, during the period, you took the initiative to cooperate with me and grasped the propriety very well!"

Viddy chuckled, remembering Cyrus and Snape's petty rivalry at Hogwarts in private, and Snape and Cyrus glaring at each other.

Vidi didn't seem to have the intention of mediating, and continued the meeting he chaired, "However, due to some special reasons, Cyrus and I have to work together. Now, we are stuck in a bottleneck and need some help..."

Cyrus frowned, "That's when you got stuck, Vidy, I have no problem here at all."

"Oh, apart from lack of motivation, work procrastination, and erratic temperament, there is really nothing wrong with you here..." Vidi smiled sarcastically, watched Cyrus' face change, and said gloatingly, "I never place hope on The mercy of the enemy, Cyrus, I am worried about your attitude towards Imerton, so I have to put some pressure on you."

It was the first time that Severus Snape heard the name "Imorton" from Viddy. Although he knew this person named Imerton through Lucius and other Death Eaters in private, it was The backer behind Cyrus was also a powerful dark wizard whom Lord Voldemort hated, but Lord Voldemort kept silent about this person in public or private gatherings.

Thinking of this, Snape suddenly felt a kind of excitement, the excitement of finally gaining Voldemort's trust and entering the power center of the Death Eaters. He kept silent, because at this time, every word of Viddy and Cyrus revealed A lot of key information was released, information that even Lucius' status could not obtain.

Cyrus was a little annoyed, "You are too lenient, Vidi, you don't need to worry about my own affairs, you'd better do your part first and then talk about it."

"But I think you're procrastinating, Cyrus..." Viddy straightened up, walked into Cyrus, and looked down at him, "You're in love with Imerton, that's not good for us, maybe you'll do it for him Betray me, no, you don't need to betray, just stand by and watch, maybe, you are willing to die for him!"

"Fart!" Cyrus jumped up, "The devil will die for him, whoever wants my life, I will let him die forever!"

He leaned closer to Vidi, suddenly pulled out the parchment in his hand, and looked down, "Let me see, what plan do you have to get us out of the fate of being sacrificed? Eh? What is this..."

Cyrus' pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked up at Vidi Gunther in surprise, "Is this what you thought?"

"Well, compared to someone's passive sabotage, I'm always working hard!" Viddy snorted coldly, pulled out the parchment from Cyrus' hand, and turned to look at Severus Snape, " Severus, how far can you go with a potion that works on the soul?"

Snape tried his best to digest the information in the conversation between the two, and at the same time he focused on listening to Vidi's order, so after hearing this, he quickly rummaged through his knowledge of potions in his mind, and said slowly, "Senior Fu Spirit potions and potions of deep oblivion can be provided in a week, and curse potions need a month, if it is a soul-stripping potion that cooperates with the alchemy circle..." He glanced at Cyrus and stopped cautiously.

Seeing this, Vidi shook his hands indifferently, "It's okay, Cyrus has a deep understanding of that work now, so let's continue."

Snape raised his eyebrows, and gave Cyrus a meaningful look, "I have recently improved the third step of that new type of potion, which can work on corpses, but everything is just a theory..."

Snape was secretly surprised. During that time, he studied the soul-stripping potion. In fact, the sample of the first bottle of potion was provided by Voldemort, and the research notes were also Voldemort himself, because the target of the potion was the legendary living dead. , he thought that there was no chance of using it at all, so according to what Vidi said just now, could Cyrus be...

Snape didn't dare to think about it, and then concentrated on answering Viddy's question, "To completely separate the body and soul of a dead person, potions alone are not enough. First, we cannot be sure that the soul is still in the corpse. Secondly, even if the soul is still In the body, it is also difficult for the potion to work. The potion generally acts on the living person because the living person has metabolism and must be able to absorb and digest the ingredients of the potion before the potion can work. Even vampires have a transformation process after sucking blood. It can be affected by potions, but the corpse..."

Snape frowned, "According to the master's notes, I can only make a theoretical potion, and I haven't had the chance to implement it yet."

Viddy handed the parchment to Snape, "When brewing, how long does it take to incorporate this spell?"

Snape looked down at the complex set of spells carefully, "Ancient Egyptian?"

"Yes, don't tell me you can't?" Viddy looked at Snape jokingly, "I know you have been studying ancient Egyptian since the third grade, and it is said that you were stimulated by someone!"

Looking sideways at the complacent Cyrus, Vidi was suddenly displeased with Cyrus's leisure, "If there is a need for physical experiments, I think Professor Ilrachat can cooperate."

Snape followed Viddy's gaze, which gave Cyrus goosebumps, and the Potions Master's gaze seemed to be seeing a pile of good potion ingredients waiting to be processed.

"Ahem", Cyrus clenched his fists and pretended to cough twice, and asked depressedly, "What do you want to do, Viddy? You know that the prohibition on me works on the soul, deeper than Voldemort's Dark Mark Controlling the soul, you may be wasting your time by focusing your research on me."

"I still believe in my intuition. The means that work on you will definitely work on Imerton." Vidi said confidently.

Cyrus pondered for a while, then sighed, "You don't take my life seriously at all. What if I fail and my soul is damaged? You are so sure that I will cooperate, do you think Can you really command me for the rest of my life based on those little tricks of yours? Viddy, although Cruciatus hurts, I can still bear it compared to the tearing of my soul."

After speaking, Cyrus looked at Vidy with a dead pig's face that is not afraid of boiling water.

Vidi raised his eyes and said sarcastically, "It's too late to negotiate terms with me now, Cyrus, I know you're very smart, and it's long enough to find a way to resist my control, but the smarter you are, the more afraid you will be. Die, otherwise, you won't have the idea of ​​cooperating with me. You want to use me to get rid of Imerton's control, but you don't want to sit back and watch me become stronger and hinder your teacher's development. But there is no such good thing in the world. Let you have the best of both worlds, you can agree or not, it doesn't matter, things have come to this point, only one of Imerton and I can survive, if you are sensible, I can treat you as a friend, if you hinder me, Se Les..." Viddy leaned closer to Cyrus and whispered in his ear, "How do you know that I didn't hold back, huh?"

Cyrus' face changed slightly, he clenched his fists, and the atmosphere was a bit dull for a moment.

"Well, if Lord Voldemort really meets that Immorton, the one who survives must be the master..." Snape suddenly interjected coldly.

Viddy and Cyrus turned their heads in unison, looked at him with raised eyebrows, their movements were surprisingly consistent, and their expressions were also the same, [Why, Snape actually flattered? 】As if understanding their thoughts, Snape blushed a little, and he cleared his cough, "Because that person is already dead, isn't he, what's the point of discussing which one is alive?"

"This joke is really cold!" The two looked at each other, with cold sweat breaking out from their heads.

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Imerton said proudly: Do you think you can make it on the top?

Cyrus secretly fed Imerton the potion made by Snape...

Emerton's anger: What kind of potion can actually drive the soul out of the body?

Cyrus (who switched bodies with Imerton at this moment), looked at Imerton with pure eyes, "Teacher, do you want the top or the bottom?"