Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 290 Snape, don't you know what gratitude is? (ask for subscription, ask for tickets)

dark! silence!

Snake head yellow light

I.. seem to be.. attacked..

Defensive Iron Armor

Relying on Snape's well-trained mental power and powerful soul, although he was petrified, his consciousness still kept moving slowly.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the thoughts in my mind have not finished running.

suddenly

hum!

A tempting smell of spicy and fresh fragrance rushed over, followed by a smell of fresh and tender meat.

puff! puff!

The sound of water flowing and boiling water rang in my ears.

All of this, like a silver needle, directly stimulates the brain. The brain seems to be unshackled. It runs very easily and quickly, and the thoughts in the mind continue to emerge.

Darkness disappears, light emerges.

"Armor protection!"

The moment his consciousness returned to normal, Snape subconsciously quickly recited the incantation and cast the Iron Armor Curse.

Seems to be defending against something?

but then

"Snape, try this piece of beef, it still tastes good, very tender."

Snape was taken aback, his expression changed.

He found that his magic power disappeared, and there was a familiar voice in his ear.

Immediately afterwards, Lockhart and the steaming iron pan came into view.

As Lockhart's voice fell, before Snape could react, he found a piece of meat falling into the bowl in front of him.

Snape reacted silently, and quickly lowered his head to check the cold feeling coming from his right arm.

It was a magic bracelet, I guessed right, it should be the source of my magic power.

next moment.

Snape looked up for a week, and found that it was daytime, and besides Lockhart, there was a black-haired female Muggle on the opposite side, no, the other party should not be a Muggle.

The opponent's body exuded strange energy fluctuations and a dangerous aura.

Not far away, a bunch of Muggles similar to service staff were holding some dishes and meat in their hands, and seemed to be preparing for something.

"Snape, don't look at it, try this beef, it's very tender and tasty."

At this moment, Lockhart looked at Snape who opened his eyes and looked around, and said softly.

"Lockhart, where is this place?" Snape looked at Lockhart expressionlessly, as if reminding him, "Lockhart, it's daytime, we have to go to class."

Hearing what Snape said, Lockhart smiled, and greeted Erica next to him: "Erica, come, you can try this piece of beef, the ingredients in this shop are very fresh."

After Erica heard it, she nodded, picked out a small piece of beef from the pot, put it in her bowl, and began to eat slowly.

Seeing this, Lockhart also picked up a piece of freshly cooked beef from the hot pot, dipped it in some seasoning, put it in a bowl, and tasted it carefully.

Looking at this scene, Snape felt an unknown fire rise in his heart, but suppressed it instantly.

After Lockhart finished eating the piece of beef, he wiped his mouth and said unhurriedly, "Don't worry, Snape, you should know that I've always been very careful and cautious in my work."

"On this point, you can relax."

Hearing what Lockhart said, for some reason, a chill rose in Snape's heart, and a chill ran down his spine.

But his face was still expressionless, and he didn't speak. He looked around silently, as if looking for an opportunity to escape.

Now is not the time to be guilty, the magic is imprisoned, you are in an unknown place, you miss school, Dumbledore does not show up

All of this told him that now he was in big trouble.

suddenly

"Snape, do you know what year it is?"

A narrow voice came from Lockhart.

This made Snape, who had been observing for 4 weeks, stare. He saw something similar to a clock not far away.

It was reading: October 26, 2008, 9:56 am.

"It's been 16 years?" Snape's voice was a little hoarse. In his impression, he should be in 1992.

Immediately afterwards, he came to his senses and said in an affirmative tone: "Impossible, absolutely impossible after 16 years."

"Why?" Lockhart picked out a piece of shrimp from the pot, put it in a bowl, and asked Snape as if chatting.

"Lockhart, don't play these little tricks." Snape said coldly, "It's impossible for me not to notice the erosion of time on the body, especially after 16 years."

"Snape, you're so smart." Lockhart put the shrimp in the bowl into his mouth, and said in admiration, "But there is one thing I must tell you."

"Now, it's really 2008."

Hearing this, Snape looked disbelieving, but his heart gradually sank.

Based on what he knew about Lockhart, he would not joke about this kind of issue.

The thought flashed, Snape turned his head and looked out of the window, looking at the strange scene through the transparent glass.

Strange, brand-new buildings, a large number of electronic screens, high-rise buildings, and the slight sound of car horns from time to time.

This changed his expression.

He thought that just as he got up, Erica on the opposite side seemed to realize something, and quickly stood up to prevent her from leaving.

And Lockhart, stretching out his right hand to stop Erica, said with a smile at the same time: "Let's eat meat, don't disturb my old friends to observe new places."

After Snape heard it, his raised defensive posture was resolved, he took a look and sat down, still waiting for Lockhart in the hot pot.

He didn't make a sound, just walked to the window silently.

Through the window, one can see tall buildings in the distance and a large number of Muggles wandering underneath.

Novel buildings, a large number of people, and prosperous urban scenes all told him that it is very likely that this place is no longer in the UK.

At the same time, he secretly raised his right arm, carefully examined the runes on the bracelet, and adjusted the magic power in his body.

It seems that they want to take advantage of this opportunity to crack or escape.

However.

"Snape, give up, have more confidence in me, if I'm an idiot, I won't be able to live now."

Lockhart's voice came to his ear, and Snape silently lowered his arm.

Turn around and sit in your seat.

After sitting down, before he could open his mouth, he heard Lockhart remind again: "Snape, the beef in your bowl will go cold if you don't eat it."

Hearing this, Snape looked down at the bowl in front of him, as well as the chopsticks, knives and forks beside him.

After thinking about it, he picked up a small fork, inserted the beef, put it in his mouth, and chewed carefully.

It is beef, very tender and fresh, and there is no abnormal temperature change.

Not an illusion!

"Snape, how does it taste?" Lockhart asked with a smile after seeing Snape finished eating.

"It tastes good."

Although he didn't know what tricks Lockhart was playing, Snape still replied cautiously.

"This is reality, not an illusion." Snape made his own judgment with an affirmative tone.

"Oh, why do you say that?" Lockhart seemed a little surprised and asked directly.

"The details, the movement of the wind, the friction of the arms, the heat of the sun, the texture of the flesh, and so on, are all as real as they are."

"Illusion can never do this."

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Hearing Snape's judgment, Lockhart clapped his hands lightly, and said encouragingly: "As expected of a black necromancer who once worked for Voldemort, Ability really has nothing to say."

Hearing Lockhart's praise, Snape remained expressionless.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Lockhart, I apologize to you about the potion."

"Don't worry, I will never disclose the fact that you have a basilisk to anyone, including Dumbledore."

After he woke up, he quickly thought about the whole process of his attack.

A snake head, yellow eyes, petrified, totally unconscious.

He quickly thought of the magical creature that a top black necromancer would possess-the basilisk!

After Lockhart heard it, he said flatly, "Snape, I can't believe your promise."

"I had a lot of trust in you before. The transaction between us has allowed you to earn at least a thousand Galleons."

"As a result, you really impressed me."

At the end, Lockhart's tone had turned into sarcasm.

After Snape heard it, he was indifferent and speechless. Since he had made a decision, he naturally would not feel remorse or guilt.

After thinking about it, he said, "Lockhart, is there anything I can do? I can make up for one or two."

In the current situation, if Dumbledore does not appear, he is very dangerous.

He hadn't seen the Dark Lord die yet, he couldn't die yet.

Hearing what Snape said, Lockhart smiled and said nothing.

He turned his head and waved to the waiter not far away.

After the waiter saw it, he immediately ran over and listened attentively to the customer's order.

"Waiter, serve the meat. The beef just now is not bad. Bring more."

"Okay, sir."

Then, he took a step back, pulled his collar lightly, and said softly into the microphone: "Five servings, no, ten servings of Kobe beef, the best quality."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the side, bent down, and said softly to Lockhart: "Sir, wait a moment, the beef will be here soon."

Following Lockhart's gentle beckoning, the manager immediately backed away and stopped interrupting the conversation between the guests.

Snape watched this scene without any movement, quietly waiting for Lockhart's reply.

"Snape, try the hot pot, and these beef and vegetables."

"This is one of my favorite foods."

Hearing what Lockhart said, Snape remained expressionless and motionless, as if he wanted to hear some answer from Lockhart.

Then

"Snape, you really need to change your temper." Seeing Snape's reaction, Lockhart said with emotion, "No wonder Lily left you."

Hearing Lockhart mention his beloved Lily, he also brought up the source of his pain all the time.

Snape's anger suddenly rose, and he couldn't help standing up, wanting to teach Lockhart a lesson.

However.

"sit down!"

Just when Snape stood up, he felt a huge force pressing him down, and he sat down immediately.

"Lockhart, just say what you want to do." Snape said with a gloomy face and a cold tone, but there was still anger that couldn't be concealed in the cold tone.

"Snape, are you angry?" Lockhart picked out a light pink fish ball from the hot pot, put it in his bowl, and said flatly, "Isn't what I said the truth?"

"Although Lily left you because of black magic, it has nothing to do with your bad temper."

What Lockhart said was like pouring a basin of ice water on Snape, making him instantly sober.

But he remained silent.

Lockhart was not surprised to see this, Lily was the eternal pain in Snape's heart, but at the same time it was also the best medium to control him.

"Snape, I heard from you earlier that your goal is to avenge Voldemort, even if you die yourself."

"Is it right?"

Lockhart picked up the fish balls that had just been dipped in the seasoning, and after speaking, he put them in his mouth and tasted them carefully.

Snape stared closely at Lockhart opposite, and nodded silently.

He said this in front of Lockhart, so there was no need to hide it.

"Harry Potter is Lily's child, and his eyes are very similar to Lily's."

"Do you want to care about his life or death?"

Hearing what Lockhart said, Snape said hoarsely, "Dumbledore will take care of Harry Potter for me."

"Oh, so that's the case." Lockhart seemed a little surprised: "Yes, there is something I don't know if I should tell you?"

"Related to killing Voldemort."

"Tell me." Snape said coldly, but there was a bad premonition in his heart.

"Voldemort is still alive, and the way he lives is through Horcruxes. As long as there is a Horcrux, Voldemort will never die."

Hearing this, Snape's bad premonition grew stronger, and he asked directly, "Lockhart, what do you mean?"

"My meaning is very simple. If you want to kill Voldemort, you only need to find all his Horcruxes. Don't you understand?"

Lockhart picked up a bunch of vegetables from the pot, put them in Snape's bowl, and said softly, "Taste this vegetable."

"Vegetables are also good. After eating, I will tell you a little secret."

Hearing what Lockhart said, Snape was silent for a moment, picked up the fork next to him, put the vegetables in the bowl into his mouth, chewed carefully, and then looked at Lockhart.

Seeing this, Lockhart raised the chopsticks in his hand and joked, "Snape, you can practice how to use chopsticks. Chopsticks are perfect for eating hot pot."

After Snape heard it, he didn't reply, and kept staring at Lockhart, as if asking, what's the secret you said?

"Don't worry, Snape, what I said will definitely surprise you."

"Control your emotions." Lockhart reminded with a smile.

"When Lily died, Voldemort died at the same time."

"If Dumbledore hadn't told you that Voldemort is still alive, and Lily's child is still alive, and his life will be in danger in the future and needs to be taken care of, I'm afraid you should go to accompany Lily now."

"Lockhart, how do you know?" Snape was a little surprised, he didn't tell Lockhart such a thing.

"Don't worry, let's talk slowly." Lockhart picked up a piece of tenderloin from the hot pot, put it in a bowl, took a bite, closed his eyes, and had a happy expression on his face, as if tasting the deliciousness of the meat generally.

Soon, Lockhart opened his eyes, and said slowly: "There is one thing, I don't know if Principal Dumbledore told you."

"To kill Voldemort, Harry Potter must be killed, and the last thing left by Lily must be wiped out."

"Do you know about this?"

Hearing what Lockhart said, the anger that Snape had accumulated before burst out instantly.

Holding the table with both hands, it seemed that he wanted to overthrow it in one fell swoop, and poured the hot soup in front of him directly on Lockhart's hateful face.

However.

"calm!"

When Lockhart's voice came, Snape found sadly that he was imprisoned again, and could only sit on the seat, motionless.

"Snape, can't you be patient?"

"Look, you drank the tea of ​​the medicine for me, and you are going to take away the potion of my pure blood, and you even want to cleanse my memory."

"Look at me, I still have the patience to talk to you, chat with you, and treat you to hot pot."

"Don't you know what gratitude is?"

Lockhart asked in a cold voice.

If it wasn't for Snape's usefulness, if it wasn't for the fear that Dumbledore would find something unusual, if it wasn't for him keeping himself sane all the time.

At that time, he directly ordered the basilisk to swallow him.

People who are trusted are drugged and stunned. No one can accept such a thing.

Hearing Lockhart's cold tone, Snape also calmed down.

"Snape, do you know how Harry killed Voldemort?" Lockhart said quietly.

"Because Lily cast an ancient spell, Voldemort cast the Killing Curse on Harry and got the backlash."

"In the end, he died. He died in a hurry, and it was also a bit unbelievable, like a joke."

"But what you don't know is that after Voldemort's death, his soul fragments also merged into Harry's body, and he became Voldemort's Horcrux."

"That's why I said that for Voldemort to die, Harry must die too."

Hearing this, Snape froze.

He couldn't accept such an answer.

Although he looked down upon Harry, he couldn't accept the death of Lily's only son.

"Does Principal Dumbledore know?" Snape asked in a hoarse voice, with a hint of hope in his tone.

"I'm not sure about this." Lockhart added another piece of tenderloin to the bowl, and said lightly, "But if the headmaster finds out, what will he do with his temper?"

"You should be very clear too."

Hearing this, Snape was silent.

He knows that your Dumbledore character, if you really know it, will definitely kill Voldemort at the cost of Harry Potter's life.

Even asking him to pay with his own life, Dumbledore would do it.

Thinking of this, Snape felt a little desperate, exuding an aura of grief that was greater than death.

Seeing this, Lockhart admired the despair on Snape's face at this moment, as if he had suffered a major blow.

Then, word by word, slowly.

"By the way, Snape, I have a way to bring Lily back to life, do you want it?"

(end of this chapter)