I Teach Ninjutsu At Hogwarts

In Xiao Han's office, Snape sat on the sofa and stared at Xiao Han.

"Professor Xiao Han! I want to change to Reanimation Jutsu!"

Xiao Han looked at the anxious Snape and knew that he was anxious, but it was useless to be anxious.

"What do you want in exchange for it?"

"Anything is fine, as long as I can get Reanimation Jutsu, I'm willing to give anything. 11

"What do you have to give?"

"Life and loyalty are both okay!"

Xiao Han knocked on the table, looked at Snape, a big lover, and asked a sharp question.

"You want to resurrect Lily, what about Potter? I am~ say, James Potter."

Snape's body suddenly froze. He had been thinking about resurrecting Lily since he knew there was a resurrection battle magic, but he never thought about James Potter.

What would happen if Lily came back to life?

She will definitely want to resurrect James Potter!

Snape was confused and resurrected both Lily and James?

And then, as an outsider, I watch the woman I love most being with another man?

Licking the dog, licking the dog, licking until there is nothing left!

Snape looked at Xiao Han with confused eyes, as if he wanted to find the answer in him.

Xiao Han took another heavy blow,

"Does Lily want to be resurrected?"

"Resurrection requires a living person as a carrier. You can't learn it in one go. How many people will die in the process? Can Lily accept it?"

"After resurrection, she is not a complete person. Although you don't have to control Lily, her body is just transformed and full of cracks. Is she willing to live like this?"

Every question was like a heavy hammer hitting Snape's heart, making Snape's whole body shaken.

Xiao Han looked at Snape as if he had lost his soul, shook his head and told him.

"You should go back and think about it first, and then come to me to discuss how to change it!"

Snape nodded mechanically, stood up numbly, and walked out of the office.

There was a sigh from behind, and Snape walked in the corridor with dull eyes. The students he met on the road noticed something was wrong with Snape, and Snape didn't respond when they greeted him.

"Professor Snape!"

Professor McGonagall appeared from around the corner, but Snape walked over as if he hadn't seen him.

Professor McGonagall had a question mark on her face, what happened to Snape?

Could it be that I was rejected when I went to see Professor Xiao Han?

Ever since he learned about the resurrected ninja yesterday, Snape had been eager to exchange it with Professor Pinhan.

Judging from this situation, it must have failed!

Professor McGonagall shook her head. If everyone asked Professor Xiao Han for combat magic, what else would they exchange for? How about just going there with a shy face?

Snape was so anxious!

Snape was like a soul, wandering numbly in the castle until he came to Dumbledore's office.

When Snape saw the office, there was a slight fluctuation in his eyes.

Dumbledore is known as the wisest and greatest magician, and he can definitely help him.

He knocked on Dumbledore's office and walked in.

In the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey looked at the students swarming in. The noise was so loud that it gave people a headache.

"Quiet, quiet! This is the hospital! Mr. Potter needs some quiet rest!"

All the students lowered their voices and told King Pomfrey their demands.

"We want to go in and see Harry!"

"How is Harry? When will he wake up?"

"Is Harry seriously injured?"

Madam Pomfrey pressed her hand in the air, and everyone fell silent.

"Mr. Potter needs to rest now. You can't go in, but you can leave the gift and I will hand it over to Mr. Potter for you.

Everyone had no choice but to leave gifts.

After a while, a hill was filled.

"Madam Pomfrey, this is my gift!"

"It's my gift too!"

Fred and George handed a toilet seat to Madam Pomfrey, who glared at them.

"No! It's too unhygienic! Confiscated!"

Half an hour later, everyone finally left, and Madam Pomfrey breathed a sigh of relief. This was much more tiring than seeing a doctor.

She took out her wand and waved it lightly at the gift on the ground.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

All the gifts floated gently, and Madam Pomfrey came to Harry with the gifts and placed them on the table nearby.

Madam Pomfrey glanced at Harry and noticed that his hands moved and his eyes moved.

Harry is about to wake up? He needs to inform Principal Dumbledore immediately.

She hurriedly walked towards the principal's office, wanting to tell Dumbledore the good news.

Harry felt as if he was sinking into darkness, falling endlessly, falling.

He suddenly saw a golden thing above his head, a snitch!

Harry wanted to reach out and grab it, but he couldn't lift his arm.

He tried hard and opened his eyes wide, only to realize that it was not a snitch, but a spectacle frame.

"Good afternoon, Harry!" Dumbledore said with a smile.

Harry hadn't reacted yet, his thoughts were still on the battle with Quirrell.

It took him a while to react, and he shouted loudly:

"Quirrell! Quirrell took away the Philosopher's Stone!"

Dumbledore patted his shoulder lightly,

"Don't worry, kid, Quirrell didn't get the Philosopher's Stone!"

Quirrell didn't get the Sorcerer's Stone? Did Voldemort get it?

Harry said with an ugly face,

"Sir, Voldemort, I mean You-Know-Who..."

"Just call him Voldemort. The best way to overcome fear is to face it. The fear of a name will strengthen the fear of the person himself."

0Please ask for flowers......

Harry nodded,

"Sir, did you take the magic stone away because of the situation?"

Dumbledore paused,

"Of course not, the magic stone has been destroyed by me."

Harry asked in confusion:

"Destroyed? But doesn't your friend Nick Flamel still need it to make the elixir of life?"

"Oh?" Dumbledore was a little surprised, "You actually know Nick?"

"This is the result of a discussion between him and me!"

Harry still didn't understand. Without the elixir, he would die.

Dumbledore seemed to see what Harry was thinking and explained:

"They still have some elixirs, enough for them to take care of their funeral, finally."

"Yes, they will die in the end!"

"For the sane man, death is just another great adventure."

"You have to know that the Philosopher's Stone is not a beautiful thing."

"Although with it, you will have endless wealth and life, but after you have it, you will find that everything is so meaningless.

Harry nodded in understanding. He was too young to understand what Bledo said.

"Sir, Voldemort... I don't understand something. I want to know the truth of the matter."

Dumbledore sighed,

"The truth is a beautiful and terrifying thing. I can only tell you what you can know."

Harry looked happy,

"I want to know why Voldemort wanted to kill me? My mother tried her best to stop him, so that's why she died?"

"Oh, I can't tell you this, at least not now. You will know one day, and now is not the time."

Harry's expression froze and he didn't ask any further questions.

"Then why can't Quirrell touch me? It's like being burned when he touches me."

"Your mother died to save you. Her deep love left you with an eternal talisman, not a scar."

"Quirrell's heart is full of darkness and greed. People who sold their souls to Voldemort will never be able to contact people with such a beautiful mark, otherwise they will be in unbearable pain.

Dumbledore turned his head and looked out the window. Harry took this moment to secretly shed tears.

"One more thing, Quirrell said Snape..."

"Harry! Professor Snape!"

"S-Professor Snape, Quirrell said Professor Snape hates me because of my father?"

Dumbledore glanced at Harry and nodded,

"Yes, they have always disliked each other, just like you and Mr. Malfoy.

"Your father also did something that Snape could never forgive him for!".