"You have followed me all the way, and have been watching me." Snape stared at Anton coldly with dead fish eyes, and raised his wand lightly, "If you can't give me an explanation, I don't mind giving you a bad one." curse."
It's over, caught by Snape!
Although this teacher in the school is bad, he is still a good person.
But in the land of chaos, hehe.
He knew Snape too well, this man's heart was as hard as a rock, and he would really kill people. Even Snape himself didn't know what kind of reputation he had in the group of dark wizards. It was all piled up of corpses that had been cut in half by a certain sharp spell in the past.
He really will kill me!
Anton made a judgment in an instant.
He quickly analyzed the strength of the two in his heart, and helplessly inserted the old wizard's wand into the hidden button again.
Throwing away the trunk, raised his empty hands, and performed a French etiquette, "Snape, I mean no harm."
Snape quickly looked left and right, saw no one was around, and then quickly approached, "How did you recognize me?"
Oh~ Of course it's your hair that looks like it's been soaked in cream for three days and three nights.
Anton wondered if he would be buried in some corner of this barren mountain by Snape if he told the truth.
Anton, who has faced the high pressure of life and death for a long time, has already developed a strong heart and a keen mind.
Around the scary and moody people of the old wizard, he would have died if he hadn't.
Anton gestured to his face, "We know each other, may I remove the disguise?"
Snape nodded slightly.
Putting down the hood, unbuttoning the mask, took a mouthful of the sound antidote he had prepared, and took off the iron pot and backpack behind him.
"I have a dream."
After the time delay for removing the disguise, Anton finally cleared his mind.
Speaking of his dream, Anton's eyes seemed to be shining, "I aspire to become a master of Potions."
"When I was young, I wandered around the gathering places of wandering wizards. I had nothing to do, and I lived a boring life."
"Just when I thought that in this life, I would be like those rotten people, completely rotted in a corner of the world without anyone asking..."
"As if it was God's will, a piece of the Daily Prophet hit my face fiercely against the wind."
"It has your portrait on it." Anton looked at Snape full of emotion.
"It says that you have made improvements to Wolfsbane Potion, and there are many words of praise in the newspaper."
"You don't know that at that time, all the wandering wizards gathered to spread your name, and countless werewolves knelt on the ground and cried bitterly."
Speaking of excitement,
Anton clenched his fist tightly and raised it up, "At that moment, I swear, I will definitely become someone like you!"
"Not only have I worked hard to study Potions, but I have also searched everywhere for your information."
Anton tried his best to imitate a certain best friend of his ex-girlfriend in the previous life, and that girl was a crazy fan of a certain star.
"You are a bright light that illuminates the direction of my life!"
"You are the motivation that keeps me clenching my teeth every time I am sleepy!"
"You are the only constant belief in my life."
"Idol~"
Anton's idol screamed extremely nasty, and his expression seemed to be that a very devout believer finally saw God.
Even Snape, who is so hard-hearted, felt goosebumps.
Seeing Anton approaching excitedly, he quietly took half a step back in a panic.
Anton was completely in the mood.
Snape raised his wand coldly, "Don't come any closer!"
However, this brainless fan put his head on the tip of his wand, his eyes were dim and full of tears,
"I know, my nature is dull, and I may not be able to achieve your achievement in this life. Sometimes I feel very tired." "You are like a star in the sky, so far away."
"Kill me, and die under your wand..." Anton took a deep breath and closed his eyes, "I feel very happy."
The wind whizzed by.
A fallen leaf gently patted Anton's face.
He raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes and looked around, "Idol?"
"Idol?"
The idol has disappeared, which is really disappointing, haha.
Anton picked up his backpack again, found his old wand on the ground, hummed and continued on.
Although the performance just now was a little embarrassing.
But finally survived safely.
Life is so hard sometimes, a young child has to be ashamed to survive, sigh.
Anton felt a little sad.
I am too difficult~~
"Expelliarmus!"
The wand in his hand came out again.
Come again!
Anton's face turned cold, and he quietly took out the spare wand from the hidden button. As long as it wasn't a wizard of Snape's level, he decided to kill him. When his Cruciatus Curse can't kill people?
look up.
Hold the grass!
"Idol?!!!"
Snape, that goddamn thing, reappeared.
Back to the carbine, this is it?
"I was almost fooled by you!" Snape sneered, "I remember your face, you sold me the brain of the moonlight turtle in the Leaky Cauldron, and you were not at all excited to see me at that time."
Far from being excited, Snape's sensitive heart was severely hurt at that time.
When Hagrid took out the Galleon, only Hagrid was left in the child's eyes, as if he didn't exist.
As if to say - Hey, Snape, you're no better than a freaky big man.
No one knew how upset he was at the time.
Yes, he is such a stingy person!
"How can you doubt me like this!" Anton seemed to have been greatly humiliated, his face flushed.
This time is the critical moment to test the big heart. Just now it may only need the skill of flickering, but now is definitely the critical moment to test the toughness.
Still the same sentence, than toughness, perseverance, and patience, who has he been afraid of?
Anton's thoughts seemed to travel back to the previous life. At that time, the best friend of his ex-girlfriend went completely hysterical after hearing the news about the unspoken rules of idols. When his girlfriend was comforting, he looked a little scared.
What a horror it is to have dreams shattered.
"How can you doubt me!" Anton's eyes turned red.
"Do you know what I went through? No, you don't know at all!" Anton became hysterical and roared.
"My teacher died! I was ignited by the horrible potion, and the power of the explosion even made a two-meter pit in the ground. I was alone at the time, with no one to rely on, I was wandering around, and I didn't know what to do next. Where should I go?"
Anton raised his index finger and middle finger vigorously, and made a gesture of two, "Two months, I was hungry for two whole months, and I didn't have a meal."
"You don't know how grateful I was when you bought my moonlight turtle brain!"
"But..."
"You actually doubt me!"
Anton stared at Snape coldly, "Snape, give me back my wand, I want to duel with you!"
"Today, either you kill me, or I kill you!"
"Kill you, and you will still be the perfect idol in my mind."
"..." Snape had a weird look on his face, wondering if he really remembered it wrong for no reason.
Although the child talked about killing and killing, his eyes were full of tears of disappointment, which made him very uncomfortable.
He seems to have really hurt someone who admired him.
The old wand fluttered and returned to Anton's hand again.
"???"
Anton looked at the wand in his hand in a daze, what the hell, what should we do next, it won't be a duel, right?
Do you want to cast the Cruciatus Curse instantly without saying hello?
If you rely on sneak attack, can you beat it?
Snape's face softened, "How far have you learned the potions?"
Anton blinked, quickly opened the backpack, rummaged through it, and carefully pulled out a piece of parchment from inside.
Looking at the paper notes in Anton's backpack, Snape finally believed his words.
It's just that Snape didn't know that these were all the old wizard's notes, and only one of them was Anton's own handwriting.
This was because Anton vomited blood and was accidentally contaminated, and the old wizard arranged to transcribe it.
His hand was very steady, and he just pulled out this one.
Handed it to Snape calmly.
I secretly prayed that Snape would only look at this picture, otherwise he would be exposed~~~
Nervous to death, Anton still tried his best to maintain the aggrieved expression of "the idol doubts me".
Snape twitched the corners of his mouth as a kind smile, and took the parchment, as if he was taking homework from class after class.
Just looking at it, his brows furrowed.
"What potion is this?"
"Study some kind of potion that enhances perception, idol." Anton quickly replied, this potion formula record is an important part of the 'wizard eyes' potion.
"It's very thoughtful, and the angle is very unique." Snape looked at Anton in surprise, "You are very talented."
Anton blinked, this is not his own research.
But this is also considered to know the level of the old wizard in potion science, even Snape thinks it is good.
"It's just too complicated, with many unnecessary steps."
Snape put down the suitcase containing Nagini, sat on it, and put the parchment in front of Anton, "From here to here, there are a total of seven processes, all of which can be simplified, you only need to add the Scarlet Moon Powder from the rhizome of the flower can be used instead."
"And here..."
In this night breeze, Snape explained the whole lesson for an hour, analyzing the whole prescription in simple terms.
The parchment is covered with his red writing.
After Snape floated away, Anton was still staring blankly at the parchment.
He could really understand this complicated potion.
In just one hour, he understood everything!
You know, apart from handling medicinal materials according to the old wizard's advice, he has no theoretical foundation at all.
"Crack, clap." The old wizard floated over from a distance, clapping, "I saw a wonderful deception show, Anton, you have the talent to be a dark wizard."
Anton pursed his lips, unfolded the parchment and placed it in front of the old wizard, "Maybe you should read this."
"How dare you smear my formula?" The old wizard was furious and furious. But after a while, he became silent, staring at the parchment tightly, and finally felt disappointed, "After becoming a ghost, I don't seem to be able to think like I used to."
He glanced at the parchment again and exclaimed, "The master of potions really lives up to his reputation."
"Yeah." Anton looked at the direction Snape left, "Now, he is really my idol."
Snape opened the door to Potions for him, so dazzling, so fascinating.
He seemed to be really starting to like Potions.
He really looked forward to going to Hogwarts to study, and then asking the master of potion science with his research results in an upright manner, instead of being hypocritical and deceitful.
Of course, now he will not be ashamed, he just wants to live, that's all.