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After helping to put the sorted medicinal materials into the small drawer designated by Roy, Neville hesitated and said, "Uh, Roy, can you teach me the potion?"

"Huh? Potions? I'm not good at it..." Roy looked up in surprise. It would be okay if he was asked to teach Chinese medicine. Not only is he not good at potions, but according to his memory, that Mr. Voldemort's performance in potions is only considered satisfactory among the students, and he is not good at it... "Why do you want to look far away? Isn't the master of potions living at the opposite door?" Humility? Ask for advice, no matter how hard he scolds, he will teach you, he just has a poisonous mouth!"

He spoke casually, but it scared Neville almost to fall off the small ladder, he murmured with a wry smile: "Don't...don't be kidding...my calves trembled when I saw him, and I couldn't control my hands. I'm still sweating all over..."

Roy laughed. You are not afraid of me, the Dark Lord, but you are actually afraid of his subordinates. Could it be that in the minds of the new generation members of the magic world, Severus Snape can already be ranked at the top of the list?And he, the Dark Lord, has dropped in value and is not so scary anymore, right...

"I, I don't need a lot of advanced potions teaching, I just want to stop frying the cauldron... I don't want to cook any more potions that Professor Snape would say 'wouldn't even eat trolls' ..." Neville said despondently.Everyone has self-esteem, okay... He is always scolded like this, and he is very sad, obviously he wants to make up for his weakness with hard work... But it still doesn't work... These few times, with the help of Roy (could it be Didn’t he make trouble?), he hasn’t blown up the crucible yet, although the potion cooked is not the kind required in class, but it’s still a successful potion, isn’t it? (==It was simply too successful! It was so successful that the master of potions collected it!)

... "Okay, how about we try it from the first lesson of the first grade?" Roy also wanted to know, how powerful is this Crucible Killer~

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boom!

The flames of the fireplace in the Potions Professor's office jumped up, and a platinum nobleman who was no longer shining walked out of it.I saw him coughing and patting the dust on his body, complaining and walking in front of his friend:

"Ahem, ahem, Severus, you should clean your fireplace once in a while, it's so dirty! Oh, Merlin, my new robe!"

One was cleaned up, and the smoke and dust on the robe, body, and face were all cleaned up.

"I didn't invite you to come." The Potion Master blankly glanced at his uninvited friend, wondering why he came to join in the fun at this troubled and chaotic moment. !

"Oh~ don't be so dear to Sif, you know, I've run out of potions~"

"Can you be less promiscuous? There is no one you want to seduce here." The potion master said angrily, stood up, walked straight to the storage cabinet, opened it, and planned to give this beautiful platinum peacock casually After some beauty potions, he was driven away.Peter Pedilu just ran away yesterday, and the Dark Lord's soul piece was just across the door. Dumbledore looked at everyone now with a look of wanting to find out. No matter what he wanted to do, it was really irrational for him to come here now. It is also too contrary to his noble admonition to protect oneself...

"Sev~ Please call this Malfoy's charm! Don't be too jealous... oh~ Merlin suspender stockings, what are these?!" Originally still teasing the platinum nobleman, he walked to the storage cabinet and looked inside. , suddenly lost his composure, he couldn't believe staring at the crystal bottle above, that color, that kind of... oh, I couldn't believe it, if he hadn't read and described this kind of handwritten notes in the Malfoy family collection, he It was simply—"Merlin's gift! Sev~ you did this?!" The voice trembled with joy.

"No." Severus said coldly with anger. Who would believe such a peerless thing from the hands of a cauldron killer?However, he recalled the imitation again and again but failed even once. Instead, he even blew up several crucibles for the first time. This is a great shame!What is the problem?Could it be that it can only be done with the help of the Dark Lord indiscriminately and deliberately? !

"No~ is it?" Lucius Malfoy glanced at his friend suspiciously. To say this, he believed that no one could do it except Severus, but he said that he did not do it. He believed in the Potion Master Pride doesn't bother to tell such a lie.But this is obviously such a big bottle!If it is obtained by accident, isn't the precious thing all packed in a small pocket crystal bottle pendant?Moreover, two or three drops in a small bottle is already very expensive... so where did he get it?

Seeing his friend's expression of embarrassment, he was really interested to know.

Severus grabbed a few bottles of beauty potions and stuffed them into the arms of the platinum nobleman, "Okay, you should go." He drove away with a bad tone.

"Oh~ Severus, you can't do this!" The platinum noble moved swiftly, cast a shrinking spell, put the bottle in his arms into his carry-on space bag and put it away, then turned his body and protested loudly: "My dear Xiaolong, in order to miss him dear Daddy almost doesn't think about food and drink, he even wrote a letter last night to cry that he misses him, as a good father, it's rare for me to come here, how can I leave without seeing my son?"

Severus was taken aback, he said, there is nothing special, why did he come here, it turned out to be Draco...

"By the way," the platinum nobleman leaned close to his ear, and said softly, "What do you think the basilisk tastes like? It is said that you ate a lot..." (The last sentence is pure nonsense, readers can testify that the platinum little dragon Absolutely did not say this sentence)

... Severus froze for a moment, then a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You want to see your little dragon? Come with me."

Knowing how stingy his friend is, the platinum noble would not believe that he would let him go without fighting back, so he followed his friend out of the office door with a little bit of precaution, walked straight through the aisle to another door, and saw his friend casually pushed it away—

"Draco's in there."

…You don’t need to remind me that I’ve already heard Draco’s aristocratic but very un-noble voice, as if he was scolding someone?scar head?Is Harry Potter here too?What's going on... Draco, such an unnoble move... You have to copy "Platinum Glory" for me fifty times when you go back...

"Wait," Severus seemed to be kind enough to stop the platinum noble from "visiting" his son, and said slowly, "Before meeting Draco, I think you should meet another person first."

"Who?"

"The Dark Lord."

"..." The platinum noble's arrogant mask was instantly shattered, "He's here?!" Damn it!I'm not ready to meet him yet!

Without answering him, Severus led the platinum nobleman forward in the direction of Roy's voice. It was the first time for both of them to step here. One was full of thoughts about watching a good show later, while the other was suddenly full of other things. They didn't even get to take a good look at the place where Roy lived.

Gently knocking on the half-closed door, Severus pushed the platinum nobleman in with lightning speed in the sound of "please come in", and the platinum nobleman was pushed in without any precaution up...

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and Severus was stunned. Several children in the audio-visual game room also ran out in fright to see what happened. Then they saw the fragments of the blown door panel scattered on the ground. The potion professor was in front of the door, and inside the door, It was the Crucible Killer who shivered and shrank behind Roy because of fear, but Roy had nothing to do with it. What happened was that Platinum Noble who appeared for some unknown reason and was now drenched in an unknown potion.

"Dad?" Draco exclaimed, stepping forward.No one could believe what the Crucible Killer Potion would do, if something happened... "Daddy, how are you? Is there something wrong, Daddy, why don't you go to the medical wing? Or go to St. Mungo's?"

The platinum nobleman kept patting the strange water stains on his body, and ignored his son's words.

After Roy blinked, he said in amazement:

"Neville, you are really amazing! Why did the explosion of your crucible affect my alchemy furnace? How did you do it?!"

"I... sorry, I didn't know..." Neville blushed with tears in his eyes.

After slapping the water stains on his body to no avail, the platinum nobleman's face suddenly changed. He raised his left sleeve and took a look, then the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

The skin on the arm was aristocratically pale, but other than that, there was no blemish—the Black Mark that had troubled him for more than ten years and gave him endless regret and trouble...

Without a trace!

How is this going? !

Miracle & Allegiance

"Lucius, why—" The potion master stepped forward, dumbfounded, and after a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: "The Dark Mark...is gone...?!" He subconsciously stroked his arm. That position, he sins.That ferocious, entrenched arm and imprinted on the soul like a brand mark, unexpectedly, just disappeared... Lucius is relieved, so what about him?

Severus' face turned pale, his gaze fixed on the exposed half of the arm of the platinum nobleman, and he remained silent.

"Neville...you are strong..." Platinum Xiaolong praised the simple and honest Neville for the first time, this is simply a miracle...

The sudden "surprise" by this unexpected platinum noble was even paler and dripping with cold sweat.In front of him stood a