"You followed me all the way, and you have been observing me." Snape stared at Anton coldly with his dead fish eyes, and raised his wand lightly, "If you can't give me an explanation, I don't mind giving you a nasty shot.
curse."
It's over, caught by Snape!
Although this person is a bad teacher in school, he is still a good person.
But in a place of chaos, haha.
He knew Snape too well. This man had a heart as solid as stone and could really kill people. Even Snape himself didn't know what kind of reputation he had among the dark wizards. That was all in the past years.
A pile of corpses cut in half by a sharp spell.
He will really kill me!
Anton made a judgment instantly.
He quickly analyzed the strength of the two men in his mind, and reluctantly inserted the old wizard's wand into the hidden buckle again.
Throwing away the tree trunk, he raised his empty hands and performed a French etiquette, "Snape, I mean no harm."
Snape quickly looked around and saw that no one was nearby, so he quickly approached and asked, "How did you recognize me?"
Oh~ Of course it’s your hair, which is so bad that it looks like it’s been soaked in cream for three days and three nights.
Anton doubted that if he told the truth, he would be buried in a corner of this barren mountain by Snape.
Having faced the high pressure of life and death for a long time, Anton has long developed a strong heart and sharp thinking.
Being around a scary and moody person like the old wizard, if he hadn't been like this, he would have died a long time ago.
Anton gestured to his face, "We know each other, can I remove the disguise?"
Snape nodded slightly.
He put down his hood, took off his mask, took a mouthful of the prepared sound antidote, and then took off the iron pot and backpack from his back.
"I have a dream."
After the delay of removing the disguise, Anton finally clarified his thoughts.
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 my life was boring."
"Just when I thought that I would be like those rotten people in this life, completely rotting in a corner of the world without anyone asking..."
"As if it was God's will, a piece of the Daily Prophet slapped me hard in the face against the wind."
"That has your face on it." Anton looked at Snape with full emotion.
"It said that you made improvements to the Wolfsbane potion, and there were many words of praise in the newspapers."
"You don't know that at that time, your name was being praised in all the gathering places for wandering wizards, and countless werewolves were kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly."
Speaking of excitement,
Anton clenched his fist tightly and raised it, "At that time, I vowed that I must become a person like you!"
"I not only work hard to learn potions, but I also search everywhere for information about you."
Anton tried his best to imitate a certain best friend of his ex-girlfriend in his previous life, who was a crazy fan of a certain star.
"You are a beacon that illuminates the direction of my life!"
"You are the motivation that keeps me gritting my teeth and persevering every time I feel sleepy!"
"You are the only unchanging belief in my life."
"Idol~"
Anton's idol screamed in an extremely disgusting manner, and his expression was as if a very devout believer had finally seen God.
Even though Snape was such a hard-hearted person, he felt goosebumps.
Seeing Anton step forward excitedly, he quietly took half a step back in a panic.
Anton is completely in the zone.
Snape raised his wand coldly, "Don't come any closer!"
However, this idiot fan put his head on the tip of the wand, his eyes were dim and full of tears, "I know, I am stupid by nature, and I may never be able to achieve your level of achievement in this life. Sometimes I feel so tired.
."
"You are like the stars in the sky, so far away."
"Kill me and die under your magic wand..." Anton took a deep breath and closed his eyes, "I feel very happy."
The wind howled 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 makes people feel really sad, haha.
Anton picked up his backpack again and found his old wand on the ground, humming a song and continued walking.
Although my performance just now was a little embarrassing.
But he finally survived safely.
Life is so difficult sometimes, a young child has to be embarrassed to survive, sigh.
Anton felt a little sad.
It’s so difficult for me~~
"Expelliarmus!"
The wand came out of his hand again.
Come again!
Anton's face turned cold, and he quietly pulled out the spare wand from the hidden clasp. As long as he was not a wizard of Snape's level, he decided to kill the other person. Did he think that his Cruciatus Curse couldn't kill anyone?
Look up.
Hold the grass!
"Idol?!!!"
That goddamn Snape appears again.
A carbine, is this it?
"I was almost fooled by you!" Snape sneered, "I remember your face. You sold me the Moon Turtle's brain at the Leaky Cauldron. You weren't even excited to see me at that time."
Not only was he not excited, Snape's sensitive heart was severely hurt at that time.
When Hagrid took out the gold galleons, the child only saw Hagrid, as if he didn't exist.
It's like saying - Hey, Snape, you're no match for a big, deformed man.
No one knew how unhappy he actually was at that time.
Yes, he is such a stingy person!
"How could you doubt me like this!" Anton seemed to be greatly humiliated, his face turned red.
This is the critical moment that tests your big heart. Just now you may have only needed the ability to fool around, but now it is definitely the critical moment that tests your resilience.
Again, compared to resilience, perseverance, and patience, who has he been afraid of?
Anton's thoughts seemed to travel back to his past life. At that time, his ex-girlfriend's best friend went completely hysterical and crazy after hearing the news about the idol's hidden rules. When his girlfriend was comforting him, he was a little scared.
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"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! His body was ignited by the terrifying magic potion. The force of the explosion even caused a two-meter-large pit to appear on the ground. I was alone and helpless. I was wandering around, and I didn't know what was going to happen next.
Where to go.”
Anton raised his index and middle fingers vigorously and made a two sign, "For two months, I was hungry for two whole months without even a single meal."
"You don't know how grateful I am that you bought my Moonlight Turtle brain!"
"But……"
"You actually doubted me!"
Anton stared at Snape coldly, "Snape, give me my wand back, I want to duel with you!"
"Today, either you kill me or I will kill you!"
"If I kill you, you will still be the perfect idol in my mind."
"..." Snape had a weird look on his face, wondering for no reason whether he had really remembered it wrong.
Although this kid was talking about killing, killing, killing, his eyes were filled with tears of disappointment, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
He seemed to have really hurt someone who admired him.
The old wand flew and returned to Anton's hand again.
"???"
Anton looked at the wand in his hand in confusion. Damn it, what should we do next? We are not really going to have a duel, right?
Do you want me to cast the Cruciatus Curse instantly without saying hello?
Can we defeat it if we rely on sneak attacks?
Snape's expression softened, "How far have you learned potions?"
Anton blinked, quickly opened his backpack, rummaged around, and carefully pulled out a piece of parchment.
Snape looked at the papers and notes in Anton's backpack and finally believed what he said.
But 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 was accidentally contaminated by vomiting blood and was arranged by the old wizard to copy it.
His hand was very steady, and he just pulled out this one.
He handed it to Snape calmly.
I secretly prayed that Snape would only look at this picture, otherwise the secret would be exposed~~~
Nervous as hell, Anton still tried his best to maintain the aggrieved expression of "Idol doubts me".
Snape twitched the corner of his mouth as a kind smile and took the parchment, just as he took over the assignments from students one after another.
Just looking at it, his brows furrowed.
"What kind of potion is this?"
"Research on some kind of magic potion that enhances perception, idol." Anton quickly answered. This potion formula record is an important part of the 'Wizard's Eye' potion.
"It's very thoughtful and the angle is very unique." Snape looked at Anton in surprise, "You are very talented."
Anton blinked, this was not his own research.
But this can be regarded as knowing the old wizard's level in potions, and even Snape thought it was good.
"It's just too complicated, with a lot of unnecessary steps."
Snape put down the suitcase containing Nagini, sat on it, and placed the parchment in front of Anton. "From here to here, there are seven processes in total, which can be simplified. You only need to add the Scarlet Moon
The powder from the flower rhizomes can be used instead.”
"And here..."
In this night breeze, Snape gave a full hour-long lecture, analyzing the entire prescription in simple terms.
The parchment was covered with his red writing.
After Snape drifted away, Anton still stared blankly at the parchment.
He actually really understood this complicated potion.
In just one hour, he understood everything!
You know, except for handling the medicinal materials according to the old wizard's instructions, he has no theoretical basis at all.
"Bah bang bang." The old wizard clapped his hands and floated over from a distance, "I saw a wonderful fraud 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 take a look at this."
"You dare to smear my formula?" The old wizard was angry and furious. But after a while, he became silent, staring closely at the parchment, and finally said in despair, "After becoming a ghost, I seem to be unable to think like before.
."
He looked at the parchment again and exclaimed, "Master of Potions really deserves his reputation."
"Yes." Anton looked at the direction Snape left, "Now, he is really my idol."
Snape opened a door to Potions for him, which was so dazzling and intoxicating.
He seems to be really starting to like Potions.
He really looked forward to going to Hogwarts to study, and then using his research results to consult the potions master openly and openly, instead of being a hypocritical deceiver.
Of course, he won't be ashamed now, he just wants to live, that's all.