Once the charge of murdering the professor is confirmed, let alone being a student director, he will have to pack up and leave Hogwarts overnight.
Snape couldn't help but start to look forward to it.
No matter what is inside, if it can hurt someone, it is a murder weapon.
The suitcase is so heavy that it could probably crack your skull.
A murder weapon! Even the packaging is a murder weapon!
The button clicked open, and Snape opened it expectantly.
What you see is a piece of white cardboard with four sharp corners that can definitely stab someone to death.
The handwriting looks familiar, it belongs to little bastard Vayne.
[Dear Professor Snape:
Congratulations, you have been selected as the Chief Experience Officer of Alchemy Products.
Don't doubt, I am sincere to you.
Frankly speaking, Professor, times have changed.
Don't be harsh, alchemy tools can greatly improve efficiency, you should have deep experience.
——President of the Court of Owls Club,
Vincent Wayne]
It's an early access event, of course Snape knows about it.
But he clearly didn't sign up, so why was he selected?
Underneath the cardboard is an instruction manual, and below that is a set of alchemy tools specific to potions.
The color is a very pleasing black, but the shape and lines are not perfect.
Snape snorted with his nose and took them out one by one to look at them carefully.
The edges are rough and it looks like they haven't been polished carefully.
It didn't feel smooth at all, and he wouldn't have slipped and dropped the tool.
As for functions...
The small juice clip can really flatten the entire juice without wasting a drop of juice.
Put a large magnet into the crusher and press the switch to crush it into fine powder.
The small stove with controllable constant temperature is also okay. It uses heated granite instead of an open flame. There is no need to worry about some students with brains like trolls burning through the bottom of the pot.
After looking at a few things, Snape found a list at the bottom.
The original price of the clip is 1 Galleons, but after discount it is 16 Galleons;
The original price of the crusher is 4 galleons, but after discount, it is 3 galleons and 11 psi;
The original price of the stove is 7 Galleons, and after the discount, it is 6 Galleons and 6 psi...
He read the price list with a blank expression.
I have never heard that experience officers need to pay for it. Isn’t this just a forced purchase?
Report, must report!
Even if this little bastard is very kind, he still has to report it if he gets a 10% discount.
Wait a minute - 17 Silver Sickles make 1 Galleons. Shouldn't it be 15 Sickles after folding the clip and erasing the fraction?
17x0.9\u003d15.3≈16
Good guy, wipe zeros in the reverse direction, right?
Isn’t there a copper nut? It must be disgusting, right?
Snape crumpled the quotation into a ball with a grim smile.
Give him money? Give him Merlin's golden cauldron!
What suitcase? I didn’t see it at all!
The school director sent it here in person? If you can't understand owl language, it doesn't count as evidence!
The thing was already in his hands and it was impossible for him to return it.
The office had been raided twice before, and they could only be regarded as interest.
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Potions class in third grade,
Vincent smiled the whole time and looked at the suitcase that Snape placed in the middle of the podium as if to show off.
"?" This magic rune is placed very conspicuously, and you can tell it is intentional at a glance.
But Snape probably never dreamed that the badge-shaped magic camera worn on Vincent's chest had completely recorded everything.
Title: "A special tool set praised by potions masters!"
Those who tinker with potions value efficiency most, and the International Alchemy Association has been unable to win over them to boycott it.
The magizoologist includes Mr. Newt, and the wizard also has Dumbledore, who is recognized as the strongest.
Don’t seek to have many friends, but seek to have few enemies.
In this round, Snape seemed to have a big advantage, but Vincent was actually the big winner.
"Pfft--" Hold it back, don't laugh out loud.
What happened next was very mutually agreed upon by both parties.
Snape opened the suitcase and reduced the appearance of the potions tools inside to nothing.
Vincent recorded it faithfully, and his face almost burst into laughter.
Anyway, I can’t record the voice. No matter if it’s a compliment or a criticism, I can write whatever I want in the end.
After half a sharp "commentary" lesson, Snape found that this man was actually indifferent, and even smiled stupidly like a wise man.
Something is wrong, very wrong.
Although he didn't criticize the function, if the potion he made was described as unappetizing, he would have rolled up his sleeves and thrown the table to fight.
He vaguely smelled a conspiracy.
The Boggart in the staff lounge had long been thrown outside the school in front of Lupin. There were not many places where the little bastard could plot against him.
"Hoho—" Snape suddenly sneered.
With such a big fight, I'm afraid I'm not looking at his office.
The important personal belongings of the school director were "stolen". Search the suspect's office first?
Young, still too young.
The two people, each with their own agenda, looked at each other with deep mockery in their eyes.
That night, Snape stayed up all night, and Vincent rarely got a good sleep.
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Early Saturday morning,
The black owl has come to deliver newspapers.
Snape, who had not slept all night, sat on the bench facing the door of his office, his bloodshot eyes always staring at the old large wooden cabinet.
It's dawn, and the little bastards probably won't dare to come.
He glanced at the suitcase on the workbench with disdain, then got up and walked into the room to rest.
As long as you keep a close eye, all your ideas will be in vain.
After a good sleep, Snape came to the staff lounge in high spirits.
McGonagall and Lupin are both here.
They were talking and laughing, as if something worthy of joy had happened.
When the two of them noticed him walking past, they quickly stopped laughing and hid the newspapers in their hands.
Realizing something, Snape quickly walked to the newspaper rack and fixed his eyes on today's "Daily Prophet".
How come the folded half of the figure looks so much like myself?
He quickly picked up the newspaper, spread it out, and suddenly his vision went dark, and he almost fainted from anger.
It was coded, but not completely coded.
"A Certain Potions Master at Hogwarts: I love Wayne Enterprises! I have been using their products!"
With his long greasy hair, even a non-blind person would know who this Potions Master is.
It's clearly a criticism, how could it turn right into a compliment?
It's signed Rita Skeeter, so that's okay.
Snape put down the newspaper without saying a word, walked past McGonagall and Lupin again, and quickly left the staff room.
McGonagall, who had been holding back for a long time, raised the corners of her mouth sharply, "Remus, did you see Severus's hand just now?"
"I saw it." Lu Ping smiled even with the scar on his face, "His hands are shaking. I haven't seen him like this for many years."
The last member of the quartet back then was indeed the seemingly harmless Lupin.
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The fifth floor of the castle,
The Owl Court Club was filled with laughter.
For such a joyful event, of course a party should be held to celebrate it.
Surrounded by students, Vincent was treated like a hero.
Fred was tapping his shoulders, and George was pouring him tea and water.
Cedric fed him delicious food, while Rolf praised him:
"ah!
The torch is not as bright as his.
Deep in his eyes,
There is a dark night at one o'clock in the morning,
Everything is silent,
There is no life at all..."
The lines are quite familiar, as if I’ve heard them somewhere.
Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet"?
Vincent felt a chill all over his body and was shivering.
Unexpectedly, Luo Fu, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually has a bad side.