I, Constantine, Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts

"How many things like this do you have?"

When Snape asked this question, John's face suddenly showed a winner's smile.

"Don't worry, Mr. Snape, there's more to it than you think..."

Hearing John directly address him as teacher, Snape was silent for a long time, but finally did not refuse.

However, he stood up and pulled out a parchment-like notebook from the row of bookshelves behind him, and suddenly threw it gently to John.

"This is a note I took five years ago when I started studying potions... I will give you one week. I want to see you successfully prepare the five potions listed above. You can give me the ingredients for the potion. Master, take it here.”

After saying that, he glanced calmly in the direction of the door.

The meaning of banishing guests is self-evident.

Regarding this, John was not only devoid of any anger, but also full of excitement.

He bowed respectfully to Harry Potter, the absolute pure love warrior in front of him, and then quickly walked out of the door of the pharmacy.

In the pharmacy room after John left.

Snape frowned and picked up the mouthparts of the [C-level Tomb Evil] that was still squirming in the jar on the table.

"[C-level · Tomb Evil Spirit], that is to say, are there any higher levels of monsters above this? Can these things really allow me to see Lily again?"

...

"What, you mean, you asked Snape to be your teacher?! He, he agreed?!"

At dinner at the end of the day, Hermione heard what John suddenly told her, and she almost choked on the black tea in her mouth.

The coughs and exclamations were a bit loud, and instantly attracted the looks of the little lions around them, as if they were looking at monsters.

"Are you crazy? John, you must be joking, right? How did Snape target Harry in Potions class today? Are you...are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

"No one likes Snape. I'm sure of that. Snape is disliked by many people even among Slytherins."

"Hahaha, John, your prank is meaningless at all. It's too exaggerated. No one will believe it. If I were you, I would definitely say that I asked Professor McGonagall to be my teacher. At least it sounds good. Somewhat credible”

Listening to Ronald Harry and even the Weasley twins laughing in disbelief, there was no hint of joking on John's face.

The laughter gradually subsided as John stared.

Everyone was aware of an extremely absurd possibility.

"Reschet...Did Snape really become your teacher? Did he agree?!"

Fred Weasley looked at John as if he were looking at a monster. When the latter nodded calmly, everyone couldn't help but take a breath.

However, not only did John not show any reluctance, his eyes were full of expectations for the future.

"Professor Snape is a well-known top potions master in the British wizarding world, and even in the European wizarding world. Although I have just entered Hogwarts not long ago, I think there must be countless people who want to become his disciple."

"Fred, George, and Harry, I know you don't like him, but... please at least maintain the most basic respect for my teacher in front of me from now on."

Everyone looked at each other: "..."

When the dinner was over, John took the little witch to the library again.

The entire restaurant was like a chicken coop and a duck coop that were suddenly let go.

The young wizards in each branch, without exception, were all intensely discussing John's apprenticeship with Snape.

In Dumbledore's office.

Looking at the glassware in front of him, there was still a squirming, multi-tentacled organization like a squid.

If Snape hadn't taken the initiative to tell him, Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard in the world, would have been completely unable to imagine that this thing was actually the tongue of a monster.

"Severus, so you are really ready to accept our Constantine as your student?"

Snape looked calm.

"All this can only be decided after he passes my assessment of him. If he does not have the talent to become a potion, no matter how much research materials he gives me, I will not agree."

"This is not only a waste of his other talents, but also a blasphemy of my time!"

Dumbledore opened his mouth. If there was anyone in the entire Hogwarts who knew best what the person in front of him was going through every day, it was undoubtedly him, Dumbledore.

He pondered and shook his head.

"It is your right to choose who will be your student Severus, but...what kind of person do you think our Mr. Constantine is?"

"Although the prototype of his Patronus Charm turns out to be a holy angel, I still really want to know how you feel about him?"

Snape thought in silence for a moment, and finally seemed to have made a decision.

"A person who is brave enough to be radical, but also brave enough to give up. And I have an intuition...With him in Hogwarts, even if that person does appear in the future, it will be safe."

...

Night, Gryffindor dormitory.

John entered his [Devil-Sealed Treasure Box].

After solemnly taking out the well-hidden [Tut's Cursed Mirror] and confirming that the dog charm was on, John took a deep breath and slowly unfolded the potions notes that Snape had given him.

"Heart-disturbing potion, Tangwus detoxification potion, eyesight-brightening potion, D'Anka soothing potion, Pres injury potion..."

There were five potions in total, all of which were mid-level potions that he had never seen in "Introduction to Potions". John secretly clicked his tongue.

"I should say, do you really deserve to be a Potions Master? Your introduction to Potions seems to be different from others."

Despite what he said, the curve of John's mouth gradually became a little abnormal.

He pressed the note in his hand on [Tut's Cursed Mirror] in front of him.

As a dim yellow light emitted from the bronze magic mirror, it penetrated the notes in his hand and reflected on John's eyebrows. A huge and mixed flow of information poured into John's mind out of thin air.

In his mind, it was as if there was a "Snape" who was repeatedly experimenting with the ratio of these magic potions in front of him over and over again.

"The potion for disturbing the mind, the bitter chrysanthemum root did not completely handle the dry water, it failed..."

"Tang Wus detoxification potion, the medicinal properties neutralized the imbalance and failed..."

"The maximum temperature of the crucible of the eye-improving potion was maintained for too long, and the main ingredients were damaged, and it failed..."

"Failure, failure, failure..."

Failure again and again seems to confirm the saying "Failure is the mother of success."

When the light of [Tut's Cursed Mirror] dissipated, John, whose complexion turned slightly pale, quickly regained his energy as the [Zodiac Dog Spell] exerted force on his chest.

"Professor Snape, you may just need a good student like me to strengthen you now..."

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