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Chapter 290 From one extreme to another(1/4)

 There is no doubt that with Snape's current mental state and appearance, anyone who is not a fool can tell that there is something wrong with him.
Because the lingering melancholy that enveloped him before completely disappeared, replaced by a sense of happiness visible to the naked eye, as well as the maturity and stability that only a married man can have.
As an outsider, Zuo Si could easily feel it, not to mention the other professors who had worked with him for many years.
But out of respect for his personal privacy, no one has taken the initiative to ask.
Professor McGonagall, in particular, seems to have guessed something. When presiding over the freshman sorting ceremony, he would look here from the corner of his eyes from time to time, obviously a little absent-minded.
Snape undoubtedly noticed this, and immediately whispered to Zuo Si next to him: "You know? In fact, Minerva is also extremely eager to resurrect her dead brother deep in her heart.
Since the meeting at the Pig's Head Bar, I can often see her sitting in the office looking at the photo of her dead brother in a daze.
You simply don’t understand what a great and epoch-making thing you have created, which can make the whole world crazy.”
"You mean, Professor McGonagall would be willing to pay any price to get a piece of magic mercury from me?" Zuo Si asked calmly.
"Of course! As someone who has experienced it, I can tell you clearly that that strong sense of guilt will accumulate and increase over time.
Maybe now, Minerva can still control her emotions with reason.
But before long, when she sees the dead people reappearing in front of her, she will have only one thought left like Aberforth, which is to resurrect her deceased relatives.
Emotions can never be suppressed by reason.
And the harder you try to forget, the clearer the memory will become and the pain will increase exponentially."
When he said these words, Snape's tone revealed a depth and vicissitude unique to those who have experienced it.
Ever since he learned the news of Lily's death and saw her cold and pale body with his own eyes, his world has completely lost its color. Everything at first glance is gray, and he has not had a peaceful night's sleep in these years.p>
But the moment I resurrected it with my own hands, the whole world seemed to become colorful again.
Especially the days we spent together day and night recently, it was like returning to the carefree and wonderful life of childhood.
Because he had such an experience, Snape was very able to understand Minerva McGonagall's ambivalent mood at the moment.
Similarly, he also knows that the other party will eventually make the right choice like him.
"So, I'm going to prepare a magic mercury for Professor McGonagall in advance?" Zuo Si asked with interest.
"Do you still have extra magic mercury on hand?" Snape was obviously stunned.
Because according to the size of the magic stone, it can only store enough magic mercury inside it to bring people back to life for three to five people.
He always believed that the two copies given to himself and Aberforth should be Zuo Si's last inventory.
Zuo Si smiled meaningfully and responded: "Of course, Professor. Otherwise, why do you think I would hand over the Philosopher's Stone so easily?
What's more, since I can make the first one, I can naturally make the second and third ones in the same way.
In this world, the real difficulty in resurrecting a person is not the resurrection itself.
But how to restore the memories of those souls who have been dead for too long."
Snape nodded thoughtfully: "This is indeed a topic worth studying. Maybe... we can try to use spells like Legilimency."
"Oh? Have you tried it? How is the effect?" Zuo Si became interested instantly.
Legilimency, as the name suggests, is to extract a person's memories and emotions from the mind.
These memories and feelings can be put into the Pensieve to watch and share with others, or they can be thrown away like garbage.
The latter is usually used to get rid of memories that are too painful and desperate.
"Not bad. At least Lily already believes that I am her best friend and childhood sweetheart."
Mentioning this matter, Snape couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a happy smile.
But Zuo Si was so smart that he immediately understood the other party's operation, and immediately said with a half-smile: "Are you selectively telling the truth? Your method really impresses me. But are you sure you are really prepared to be the one?"
Is he Harry Potter’s stepfather? I don’t think he will accept all this willingly.”
"For Lily, I will get rid of that silly boy. What's more, he can't do this kind of thing." Snape's tone was full of confidence.
While the two were talking quietly, Filch, the administrator of Hogwarts Castle, suddenly walked over from a distance and said in a gloating tone: "Professors, Harry Potter and Ron...
Weasley hit the Whomping Willow in a flying car."
"Severus, can you please go and take care of it first? Minerva and I still need to stay here to preside over the opening ceremony." Principal Dumbledore, who had been silent for a long time, took the initiative to request.
"No problem."
Snape stood up without saying a word, without any hesitation or reluctance.
And before leaving, he also took away a copy of the latest "Daily Prophet".
On the most conspicuous page, there was a report about Muggles seeing flying cars appearing in the sky.
Things that happened in the morning will appear in the media in the afternoon. This kind of speed and efficiency is really not like the magic world where everything is procrastinated.
If nothing else, Lucius Malfoy must have been behind the scenes.
After all, the bigger this incident gets, the more he can use it to cause trouble for Arthur Weasley, and it would be best if he loses his job at the Ministry of Magic.
In this way, under the leadership of Filch, Snape quickly found two little ones who looked embarrassed, carrying broken boxes and looking towards the lobby on the first floor.
"Look! Isn't that Soth? Why is he sitting on the faculty bench?" Ron exclaimed in a low voice.
"Hmm - I think it has something to do with the courses this semester. This semester there is an extra class every week on how to make magic scrolls, and he should be the teacher of this class. After all, this technology is what he learned in the last semester.
Invented." Harry explained with some envy.
"So...he became the youngest professor in the history of Hogwarts?" Ron's mouth opened in shock.
Harry nodded slightly: "Yes. If nothing else happens, no one will be able to surpass him in the future. But compared to this matter, I am more concerned about why there is an empty faculty member...
…Where is Snape?”
"Maybe he's sick." Ron said in a hopeful tone.
"Maybe he resigned because he didn't get the Defense Against the Dark Arts course he wanted most." Harry also started to think.
Although at the end of last semester, he had learned some truth from Dumbledore and understood that Snape was protecting himself.
But when I think about the other party always finding trouble and deducting points for no reason, I still can't help but feel strong rejection and disgust.
If possible, he hoped that Snape would never appear in front of him again in his life.
Ron, who didn't know whether to live or die, obviously hadn't noticed that the disaster was coming, and continued excitedly: "Maybe he was fired! You think, except for the students of Slytherin House, everyone else in the school hates him..."p>
But before they could finish saying this, Harry and Ron heard a very familiar and creepy voice behind them.
"Maybe he was listening to you two talk about why you didn't take the school bus to school."
Instantly!
Both of them shivered subconsciously and turned around quickly, just in time to see Snape's iconic face and the half-smiling expression on his face.
At this moment, anyone who is not a fool should understand that the other party could clearly hear the conversation just now, and that his situation is quite bad.
"Follow me!"
Snape glanced at the two students, who were no different from idiots in his eyes, then turned around and led the way towards the cellar.
After a while, the three of them entered the staff office which was very close to the Slytherin common room.
Just when Harry and Ron were preparing for the storm, as well as the sarcasm and sarcasm that could make people angry to death, they were surprised to find that the other party actually gave them a glass of pumpkin juice.
"Here, drink." Snape said in the kindest tone possible.
Although what he said just now made him very angry, when he thought of Lily's beautiful, gentle and peaceful face, his newly hardened heart would immediately soften.
And he kept telling himself in his heart that Harry Potter is Lily's child, and all this is for Lily.
There is no doubt that Snape's almost "gentle" attitude almost scared Harry and Ron to the point of peeing.
It's like a guy who is always looking for trouble. Suddenly one day his attitude changes 180 degrees. Anyone with any brains will subconsciously become wary.
So even though Harry and Ron were already unbearably thirsty, no one dared to touch the pumpkin juice, let alone drink it.
Because they were all worried whether the potion master in front of them had put something into the pumpkin juice, or simply wanted to poison themselves.
In this situation of mutual distrust, the atmosphere quickly became strange.
To be continued...
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