Chapter 567

The dark blue potion rolled in the crucible.

Snape quietly watched an hourglass next to him.

When the sand in the hourglass ran out, Snape immediately sprinkled a handful of venomous snake tooth powder into the crucible.

The dark blue potion instantly became docile.

"You seem to be brewing a sleeping potion? But, it doesn't seem to be completely... because you seem to have added a lot of other materials. So, what potion are you researching?"

In Snape's mind, the annoying voice sounded again.

"Don't point fingers at my profession, little Barty... Besides, what potion I brew has nothing to do with you. It's not within your surveillance range." Snape responded to little Barty in his mind.

Even if his life is now in the hands of little Barty, he can't stand someone pointing fingers at his profession.

Of course... except for a certain perverted potion genius... because everything that bastard said was right!

"Hehe, whatever you say, Snape... Although the master believed your sweet words, Bella and I still doubt your loyalty. So, you'd better not play tricks."

"I'm the professor of potions! If I don't want to arouse Dumbledore's suspicion and ruin the master's plan, I'd better act like a professor of potions! And I've played the role of the professor of potions for more than ten years! So, don't use your amateur point of view to point out my behavior!" Snape retorted unceremoniously.

How can there be a professor of potions who doesn't do potion research? So, it's normal to do potion research yourself!

Little Barty seemed to be convinced by Snape and didn't say anything.

However, Snape certainly did not study randomly...

He improved the sleeping potion not because he had not been able to sleep recently, but because he wanted to make a potion that only knocked out the remnant soul of little Barty in his brain...

But now it seems that the effect is not very good.

Although there has been some progress, it will take a very long time to polish it to the point where it can be used...

For Snape now, it is like distant water cannot quench the nearby fire.

If... Black can help...

Snape suddenly had this idea.

Although he hated Black, this guy's potion level was indeed beyond his reach.

However, now his thoughts could not be freely released, and even if he slept, he could not sleep well.

How could he tell Black to help him?

Snape was feeling depressed. Facing the current dilemma, he seemed to be at a loss and could do nothing...

Snape poured the potion in the crucible into the bottle in annoyance.

Only at this moment in the day could he calm down temporarily...

However, his calm mood was soon broken.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

Snape was startled by the rapid knocks on the door.

Half of the potion in the spoon spilled...

Snape ran to the door angrily and opened it!

He was about to say something swearing, but after seeing the person coming, Snape immediately held back his words...

“Miss Volley, if you don’t have a good reason, even if you are a student of our college, I will have to deduct points from my own college!”

Cassandra said in a panic: “Professor! It’s bad! We had a conflict with Gryffindor! We didn’t fight, but many students in our college have been injured! Professor McGonagall asked me to call you!”

“What...what?!” Snape was furious.

I was so upset, but these little guys were still restless!

It’s okay to fight, but they haven’t fought yet? !

Can't even beat Gryffindor? Shameful! If he was a student back then...

At least he could fight the opponent on equal terms!

Of course, the premise is that James, the bastard, chooses to fight alone, instead of letting the rat sneak attack from behind!

Snape closed the door without thinking too much and hurried out.

"Why did the conflict happen?" Snape asked as he walked.

Reason? What reason? Black didn't say...Cassandra was a little embarrassed.

"Uh... this... I don't know. When I arrived at the hall, they had already started fighting," Cassandra had to answer like this.

This answer was reasonable, but her pause still caught Snape's attention.

Snape suddenly remembered something...Cassandra was Black's public girlfriend.

Does that mean... Cassandra came to see him this time at Black's behest? What's the deep meaning of his doing so?

While Snape tried his best to maintain the brain block in his mind and prevent Barty from spying on his thoughts, he was thinking about Black's intention.

However, multitasking greatly weakened Snape's thinking ability...

So, he didn't think of anything.

However, since Cassandra seemed to want him to go to the hall intentionally?

Then... just follow her wishes. Maybe Black has some arrangements, right?

Snape decided to give up thinking for the time being and walked quickly towards the hall.

However, before he reached the hall, he heard another voice that he hated...

"Hahaha... Little ball, little ball, fly this way!"

"Crack!"

The voice of Peeves sounded not far away, and then there was the sound of windows being smashed...

Of course Snape would not take a detour, he was not an ordinary little wizard in Hogwarts, he was a professor.

Under normal circumstances, Peeves would not dare to do anything too extreme to the professor.

Of course, it was aUnder normal circumstances...

"Ah! Look who is this? Isn't this the respected Slytherin Dean, the old Bat Professor? Ah! You should wash your hair! How about Potter brand shampoo?"

Snape's face turned black when he heard this, "Peeves! Get out of here right now, or I'll find the Bloody Baron..."

"Bang!"

Before Snape finished speaking, he felt a hard hit on his head.

He turned around with difficulty and looked at Cassandra. He thought it was the girl who attacked him.

However, as soon as he turned around, he saw Cassandra standing aside in surprise, and a rapidly growing Bludger was getting bigger and bigger in front of him...

"Bang!"

Snape rolled his eyes and fell to the ground...

"Aha! Hit the target!" Peeves shouted in victory.

Before Snape fainted, he saw the figures of Black and Dumbledore walking quickly in the distance.

"Okay, okay... I knew it was you..."

...

"Peeves! How dare you attack the professor!" Black shouted in a pretentious manner.

"Ah! Professor Green! This is just an accident!"

Peeves jumped out of the window that had just been smashed.

His play was over, and he had to run away quickly. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"Oh... He is seriously injured. It seems we have to send him to the hospital ward immediately." Dumbledore also started to act.

Of course, he had already cleared the hospital ward...

Black used a levitation spell to make Snape float on the ground.

He winked at Cassandra, and then walked towards the hospital ward with Dumbledore.

Cassandra looked at their receding backs and still felt that this was too magical...[]

Black actually teamed up with Headmaster Dumbledore to attack his own dean... and he was part of their attack plan?

Hmm... I can't figure it out... Cassandra gave up thinking and left here quickly.

A few minutes later, Filch's angry voice echoed through the corridor.

"Peeves! Damn it! I just repaired the window!"

...

Snape only felt that he seemed to be in a dark abyss.

And his body was still falling...

Just when his body was about to touch the ground, Snape suddenly woke up!

As soon as Snape woke up, he immediately saw the two people standing in front of him.

It was Black and Dumbledore who I saw just now...

"You...you..." Snape felt as if his head was split open and hurt...

But when he reached out to touch it, he found nothing.

Then he was shocked to find that his hand had passed through his head!

"Aha! Congratulations, Severus, you are dead. You are about to take another step.The first step of a great adventure!" Black said with a smile.

"Ah? I'm dead?" Snape looked at himself in shock, and then found that he was translucent!

And when he turned around, he saw himself lying on the bed, his face covered with blood and lifeless...

"I... am really dead? Killed by Peeves with a Bludger?"

A huge sense of absurdity surged into Snape's heart.

"Okay, Black, stop joking." Dumbledore stopped Black's joke helplessly.

If it was a little later, maybe Snape would really take that great first step...

"Huh? What happened? "Snape also realized that something was wrong.

"It's like this..." Dumbledore told Snape what happened today.

When he heard that Peeves was hired by Black to hit him, Snape looked at Black with eyes that seemed to be spitting fire.

And when he heard that Black had done a detailed examination on him and successfully found the remnant soul of Barty the Younger attached to his soul, his anger gradually subsided, but he still couldn't help but hum softly.

And now, this remnant soul is floating next to Snape's soul.

However, this remnant soul has not awakened yet.

In other words, now is the best time for Snape and Dumbledore to communicate.

"In other words, as long as my soul remains outside my body, I can still escape from Barty the Younger's surveillance? "Snape asked.

"Yes, so if you have anything to say, you'd better tell us now. We'll discuss it carefully." Dumbledore said eagerly.

Snape thought for a while, and then told Dumbledore and Black what had happened before.

Attacked, a fragment of soul was planted in his head, he was monitored all the time, and had to maintain brain occlusion all the time...

Sent to Hogwarts, find an opportunity to capture Harry Potter in front of Voldemort, let Voldemort use his blood to revive him, and then let Voldemort kill him personally...

".What did you say? Tom's brain was caught by the door? He had to let you steal the whole person when he could have done it by taking a few drops of blood back? "

Blake couldn't understand Tom's train of thought. After resurrection, it would be easier to find a way to take revenge than to wait for Snape to complete the task now.

Why did he have to wait for Snape to complete this difficult task before resurrecting?

For Blake, this couldn't be said to be a case of his brain being caught in the door...

Maybe after being caught in the door, he was hit twice on the head by the Quaffle...

Thinking of this, Blake couldn't help but look at Snape's face that was hit a little miserable.

Snape also followed Blake's gaze and looked at his physical face behind him again.

Even though he was a soul now,state, and it seems that he can still feel the pain...

"Ahem... Severus, I will let Black heal you and then wake you up." Dumbledore also felt a little embarrassed.

After all, he was also involved in this matter...

"The Dark Lord is a very proud and strong person. Where he fell, he must get up there..." Snape began to explain Black's doubts, "So, he wants to kill the boy who made him miserable for so many years in front of everyone. Prove that it was just an accident... not that there is something wrong with his ability..."

"Okay, since Tom chose to do this. In other words, our originally tight time has become a lot more relaxed. After all, Tom will not expect you to clean Harry and send him to him immediately." Black spread his hands.

"But..." Black suddenly touched his chin, then looked at Dumbledore: "In fact, since Severus is unconscious, this is also a good opportunity."

"You mean... take advantage of the fact that Severus is not in danger now and attack them directly?" Dumbledore's eyes flashed with a gleam of light.

"That's right! Why should we wait for him to develop slowly? Of course, we should take advantage of his illness and kill him!" Black said.

"If we want to do this, then we may need to start taking action immediately." Dumbledore is already considering the feasibility of doing so.

"Yeah, that's right. Let's do it now. Severus was seriously injured, so it's normal for him to be unconscious for a whole day. Even if Severus wakes up, it's normal that the remaining soul of little Barty can't wake up so quickly. Let's do it now. Even if they fail and escape, they won't suspect Severus, and Severus can continue to be an undercover agent in the future!"

Black said with his hands on his waist: "Now we go and call for help and rob their house directly! Of course, this time we have to make adequate preparations first! Anyway, we already know their location! We must not let them escape!"

"Okay, I'll contact the Ministry of Magic now..." Dumbledore said.

"Don't you understand? Those guys in the Ministry of Magic are holding you back... Well, even if the Aurors are not holding you back, Fudge is good at holding you back. So, I think it's better to find Professor Grindelwald than Fudge."

"You really want to find that old bastard?" Dumbledore asked with narrowed eyes.

"No! No! I mean, Grindelwald doesn't want to see Tom resurrected, so our interests are the same! I just want to unite all the forces that can be united! Professor!" Black said seriously.

In fact, he wanted to ask Grindelwald to take action, but it was false. He wanted to use Grindelwald's name to leak the news to the Fourth Scourge.

In that case, he could take action with his brothers as the leader of the Fourth Scourge, and the source of the news could be checked. In that case, the enemy would not easily take Blake as the leader of the Fourth Scourge.=|

With sufficient preparation, and with his own identity as the leader of the Fourth Calamity, even if the bastards in the tower come to mess things up again, he is confident that he can completely kill Voldemort!

"We have decided happily. As for you, Severus... you have been too tired recently. You can take this opportunity to have a good rest. Enjoy this night without the need to use the brain block technique... Good night!".