Chapter 50

London.

Diagon Alley.

A slender wooden hut sandwiched between a cauldron shop and an herbalist shop.

At first glance, it is estimated that the width of the entire house is not as wide as its oak door.

At this time a man with long hair.

Wearing a black robe.

He walked toward this inconspicuous hut as if there was no one else around.

Pushing open the heavy oak door.

Walking in facing the aroma of herbs.

The door slammed shut.

A delicate inscription is engraved on the bronze medallion, which has been mottled by time.

"Society of Extraordinary Pharmacists."

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"Oh! Severus Snape! O rare guest, the last time you came here was seven years ago, right?"

As soon as he walked into the house, a wizard greeted him warmly.

Middle-aged male.

Slender figure.

Keep your hair neatly short.

The color is slightly off-white.

Conduct yourself solemnly.

There was a sense of poise and professionalism in his manner and manner.

A wave of the wand.

Pass a glass of gin to the new arrival.

"Thanks, Blackwood, you know I don't drink this stuff."

Snape placed the wine glass on the side platform with a move of his hand.

Look around.

It's much bigger inside than it looks on the outside.

This is the reception room of the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists.

At first glance, it's probably not much smaller than the Great Hall at Hogwarts.

A huge crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling of the reception hall.

A blue flame burned in the chandelier.

It lit up the whole hall.

The surrounding walls are decorated with specimens of various magical herbs.

There is a bar full of various drinks near the entrance.

No one is stationed.

It’s up to guests to help themselves.

It's almost noon now.

There were already a lot of people in the venue at this time.

Started to divide into different groups to socialize.

And you can see the end of the living room at a glance.

There is a spiral staircase leading to the second floor.

That was Snape's destination today.

"So, Professor Snape, what brought you here today?"

Snape turned his attention to the wizard in front of him.

Arthur Blackwood.

Senior Member Receptionist of the Society of Extraordinary Pharmacists.

Studied at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Specializes in Potions and Protective Magic.

He was Snape's senior in Slytherin.

At this time, he was looking at him with interest.

"The youngest potions professor at Hogwarts. We invited him three times in a row, but all of them turned up behind closed doors. Today he is here to enjoy this international exchange meeting?"

That's right.

Although compared with the leading figures in the industry.

Snape was not very old.

Only thirty-one years old.

But just with the title of Potions Professor at Hogwarts.

He is the one that all the forces are eager to win over.

To know.

Most of the little wizards in Britain.

They all go to Hogwarts.

Then they will definitely become Snape's students.

So why flatter him.

It's self-explanatory.

And Snape.

It's very difficult to get along with.

Only wizards born in Slytherin could talk to him.

Those born in Gryffindor.

Just don't give any face.

And he doesn't like socializing like international exchange meetings.

A lot of pig heads will sneak in.

Hear Blackwood's words.

Snape was unmoved.

Still said coldly.

"Today is the special session for transformation potions. I have some progress here."

Hear this.

Blackwood suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Oh? That's interesting. Karkaroff from Durmstrang is also here today. He said he has made an innovation in transformation potion or something. Haha, he is so arrogant."

He said and tilted his head.

Point to a group of people.

"It's right there."

Look in this direction.

really.

I saw only one who was tall and thin.

He has short white hair.

A wizard with a goatee with curls at the end on his thin chin.

At this time, he was laughing among the crowd.

Snape frowned slightly.

Look away.

to be honest.

He didn't really want to have anything to do with this former colleague.

"Whatever they did has nothing to do with me."

Blackwood smiled.

Then he turned sideways and waved his hand.

"Then let's do it first. The opening ceremony of the exchange meeting will take a while."

Not a moment.

Snape sat down on a soft leather sofa away from the crowd.

On the small stand next to it.

Put this cup of hot tea.

"So how long do you plan to sit here today? It is said that the adult will also come to today's opening ceremony."

Blackwood stood beside him and smiled.

"No matter who the big shot is, I'm just here to submit a potion improvement plan. I probably won't stay long."

Snape picked up the hot tea and took a sip.

good.

Added chamomile.

"Oh, then you will miss the founder of our Extraordinary Pharmacist Association..."

Halfway through.

Blackwood suddenly stopped.

Snape put down his teacup and turned to look.

I saw him standing there with his face turned pale.

Then he immediately lowered his head and whispered.

"Hello, Sir Granger."

Snape turned around immediately when he heard this.

I saw a thin man.

With a smile on his face.

A kind and friendly old man stood beside Snape's soft leather sofa.

He was wearing an emerald green robe.

His hair was almost gone.

He looked like a little old man.

"Severus, long time no see."

Snape felt a thousand flying brooms whizzing through his heart.

The man in front of him was.

The founder of the Extraordinary Apothecary Association!

The standard setter of potion research in the 20th century!

He created more than 80 new potions in his lifetime!

The founder of a fund that funded thousands of pharmacists!

He participated in the writing of "One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi"!

Hector Dagworth-Granger!!!

Snape was about to get up on the spot.

But Granger put a hand on him.

He smiled and shook his head.

Then he raised his left hand.

Across from Snape, a similar soft leather sofa appeared.

Granger sat down.

Nodding to Blackwood.

The other party immediately understood.

He ran away.

Only Snape and Granger were left staring at each other.

Snape found that no one around seemed to notice that this great god suddenly appeared on the first floor of the living room.

He spoke first with some trepidation.

"Um..., Sir Granger, I don't have any objection to you, but I need to go back to school in the afternoon, so..."

Granger grinned.

Waved his hand.

"Severus, you don't need to care about this, but..."

Granger's old face showed a hint of ridicule.

"Why does Hogwarts arrange classes for students on Friday afternoon?"

Snape waved his hand to explain.

"No, it's not the school's unified schedule, but there is a student whose grades are particularly bad. He has to follow the fifth grade class, so I gave him special tutoring."

(Deveraux: Huh? My grades are particularly bad?)

Snape behaved very honestly in front of Granger.

But it is true.

The big man in front of him has done Snape a great favor.

He must be respected.

"Haha, okay, let's turn the page on this matter. Tell me about your new plan."

Granger laughed happily.

He didn't look like he was going to turn the page on this matter.

Speaking of this matter.

Snape immediately became serious.

From his small bag.

He took out a file bag.

Handed it to Granger.

"Sir, this is a plan for optimizing and adjusting the formula of Polyjuice Potion. It can greatly reduce the rarity of its materials. At the same time, it also extracts a universal method for improving the formula of Transfiguration potions. Please take a look."

Granger narrowed his eyes after hearing this.

He immediately took the file.

He began to check it.

Snape waited quietly on the side.

In less than a quarter of an hour.

Granger finished checking all the files at a very fast speed.

The speed made Snape astonished.

Is this really a nearly 100-year-old man?

"Genius idea! Severus!"

Granger took a deep breath.

His face was ruddy, which was rare for an old man of his age.

"This may be a discovery that can change the entire course of Transfiguration Magic! Severus, your name will be written into history!"

This compliment to the most authoritative potion master in the industry.

Suddenly, Snape felt as if he was floating in the clouds.

But in an instant.

Snape calmed down.

This was not his credit!

Snape said in a calm voice.

"Sir, in fact, this is not my invention, but a method proposed by one of my students. I refined and optimized it on this basis. In the general direction, I still used the results of my student."

Granger was obviously stunned when he heard this.

He blinked several times in a row.

To make sure he had not heard wrong.

"Severus, are you saying that this was a discovery made by a student at Hogwarts?"

"Yes, sir."

Snape replied firmly.

Sir Granger, who received a positive answer, looked up directly.

Lying on the soft leather sofa.

Staring at the ceiling.

Waiting for a long time.

He murmured.

"These young people are so scary~"

Said.

Granger sat up straight.

Looking into Snape's eyes.

"So this student at least has an extraordinary intuition for potions, and may even have other discoveries?"

Snape nodded slightly.

"Yes, sir, I can be sure of this, but he has too little experience at present, so there are actually many mistakes in the initial version, but the general direction is extremely valuable, so I developed such a plan based on his original manuscript."

Hearing this.

Sir Granger also understood.

After all, he is a student.

He must have no experience.

There are mistakes in the plan.

It's normal.

After graduation.

Come to your own Apothecary Association to train for a while.

You can definitely become a master of potions!

Granger has already thought of poaching people at this time.

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Severus, you must bring him here when you give a detailed report next week, so that I can see the ability of this new generation of potion genius."

Hearing this request.

There was a flash of hesitation in Snape's eyes.

But in the end he nodded.

"Okay, then it's settled! Severus, I still have some details to ask. Are you willing to go to the second floor to discuss them?"

Granger held the document with extremely intense interest in his eyes.

An invitation was extended to Snape.

The corners of Snape's mouth curled up slightly.

"With pleasure."

After a detailed discussion, return to Hogwarts.

That's why.

Snape at the beginning.

Got to the office a little late.

And at this time.

He is sitting in the office.

Holding the redrawn polyjuice brewing process improvement diagram.

He looked at the author of this picture in disbelief.

The inexperienced Hogwarts students he just spoke of.

Devero Alexander!