Hogwarts, Snape's office.
Snape was grading students' homework in his office, occasionally glancing at the twins George and Fred dealing with slugs. These two were caught by him again during their night-time mischief last night. Naturally, Gryffindor was deducted points again, and neither of them could escape punishment. It just so happened that a new batch of slugs arrived and needed someone to deal with them. If not the two of them, who else would he look for?
George and Fred looked at the disgusting slugs in their hands with repulsion, especially the slimy feel and foul smell. It made them want to gag from time to time. But there was no way to vomit; Snape had given them the scent of a magical plant in advance to prevent them from throwing up. This gave them no chance to escape by vomiting. They could only deal with the slugs while enduring the torture . And Snape, of course, had cast a spell to isolate the smell, otherwise, how could he bear it?
Suddenly!
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Please come in!"
Hearing the crisp knock on the door, Snape said indifferently. Immediately afterward, the office door opened, and Lockhart entered Snape's office. Lockhart rubbed his nose and looked at the slugs in George and Fred's hands with disgust. He casually said to Snape, "Professor Snape, the Cloud Ginseng and Golden Clover you asked for have arrived. I will send them to you. I also have some things to discuss with you."
As Lockhart spoke, he cast a spell on himself to isolate the disgusting smell of slugs. At the same time, he looked at George and Fred, who were dealing with the slugs, as if he were watching a show. He had heard that Snape had caught these two troublemakers wandering at night again, which not only caused another 20 points to be deducted from Gryffindor but also led to their punishment.
After Snape heard this, he turned to look at George and Fred, especially the look of surprise mixed with anticipation in their eyes. He said in a somewhat cold tone, "That's all for today. Continue to come here tomorrow night."
After hearing Professor Snape's words, the two expectant expressions suddenly disappeared, and their faces were filled with sadness. However, they nodded quickly, greeted Lockhart, and quickly ran out of the office. Well, slugs are really disgusting!
At this moment, Snape looked at Lockhart and said calmly, "Take it out." After Lockhart heard this, he took out two gift boxes from his space bag, opened them respectively, and then controlled them to float on the desk in front of Snape. Snape looked down at the pale golden clover and the lavender Cloud Ginseng flower. First, he reached out and tore off a petal of the flower, put it in his mouth, and tasted it. He closed his eyes slightly, and after a moment, he opened them. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said to Lockhart, "This can indeed enhance mental power, but more importantly, it has very little toxicity. The refined potion will have lower resistance. If the price is not high, it will be a good substitute."
After hearing this, Lockhart's face flashed with joy, and he quickly pointed to the golden clover next to him. "Snape, try this." Snape picked off a pale golden leaf, smelled it gently, and tasted it. After a while, he continued, "Golden clover does have the effect of restoring magic power. But its point is not to restore magic power, but to strengthen the body and even have a slight purifying effect on blood."
Then, Snape said with some regret, "Unfortunately, the purifying effect on the blood is too small, almost insignificant. Unless it is used for a long time, the effect will not be seen in a short time."
Hearing Snape's regretful tone, Lockhart moved inwardly and asked, "Snape, if you have a golden clover of aged high quality, can you make a potion for purifying bloodline?" As he spoke, Lockhart reached out and carefully took out a crystal ball, which contained a dark golden clover. This is a golden clover that is hundreds of years old. It is a collection of Morin. Lockhart mentioned that he needed a golden clover before. After the relationship between the two gradually improved, he gave it directly to Lockhart as a token of friendship.
After Snape took it, he seemed to know the preciousness of the material this time. He cast a spell slowly but very accurately and took out the dark golden clover. First, he cast a detection spell, seemingly receiving some information. Then he took out a small knife from the side, slightly cut out a small piece, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly and carefully. This time, Snape thought longer, while Lockhart next to him waited more patiently, though with a hint of anticipation in his expression. He did not forget that The Ancient One emphasized that the bloodline should be as pure as possible.
After a while, Lockhart saw Snape open his eyes, with a hint of joy on his face, and nodded and said, "Yes, this golden clover can definitely produce a pure blood potion. If you just sell the medicinal materials, to a pure-blood family, you can sell them for at least 500 gold galleons. If you are lucky, it can reach 700 or 800. It is not impossible. And when it is refined into a potion, it can be sold for at least a thousand gold galleons."
Hearing Snape's judgment, Lockhart was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that a gift from Morin could actually restore a lot of his wealth. But after thinking about it, Lockhart still said to Snape, "Snape, if I let you refine the potion of pure blood, what else do you need?"
In response to Lockhart's question, Snape showed a genuine expression. Generally speaking, no wizard would let go of the opportunity to acquire pure blood, especially mixed-blood wizards like them. Magic power comes from blood. The higher the level of blood, the better the magic talent and spell-casting ability.
After a moment of silence, Snape said in a deep voice, "We need other precious materials to match, but I have them all here, with a total value of about 100 gold galleons." Then, Snape added, "In addition, if I try to refine it, it will cost at least 50 gold galleons, and there is no guarantee of success."
Hearing what Snape said, Lockhart's face froze, and he thought to himself that it really cost a lot. He now simply calculated the balance of gold galleons, which was only about 800 gold galleons. If he has to pay these 150 gold galleons, his net worth will drop a lot. But luckily, he should be able to make a lot of money this time. Lockhart touched the space bag in his hand and thought to himself.
However, after thinking about it, Lockhart still smiled, took out more than ten different magic materials from the space bag, and said something flattering. "Snape, please identify these materials and estimate their price."
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"Did you smuggle it?" Snape asked, looking at the various unknown magical materials floating in front of him with a hint of certainty in his tone. He had speculated about Lockhart purchasing a large amount of banned potions. Seeing this scene, what else was there to say?
"Of course not," Lockhart said decisively. "These are gifts from some friends." Well, it was indeed "gifts" from Morin and Kaecilius.
Snape listened to Lockhart's explanation and stared into his light blue eyes, while Lockhart looked directly back, his eyes full of confidence. Seeing Lockhart's confidence, Snape withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "I don't care what you do, but one thing is certain: you must pay the dues. The appraisal fee for these is 20 gold galleons."
Hearing this, Lockhart asked thoughtfully, "Is this the cost of your appraisal today, or do I have to pay the appraisal fee every time?"
Without hesitation, Snape replied, "There are a lot of items to appraise today. 20 gold galleons are enough. Mainly, these are unknown magical plants, and they cost you a lot of effort." Then he explained, "And my appraisal level is much higher than that of the wizards in Diagon Alley, so the appraisal is more accurate. And I have a certificate of appraisal, which will have my signature on it, and the market will recognize it, so the price is a bit expensive."
Lockhart smiled at Snape's somewhat boastful tone. With a flick of his hand, more than 20 unknown plants and animal remains appeared around him, and he said with a smile, "I encountered a magical ruin during my previous expedition and obtained a lot of materials of unknown nature. Why don't you help with the appraisal today?"
Snape looked at the nearly thirty or forty unknown magical plant and animal remains in front of him and took a deep look at Lockhart. Suddenly, he somewhat believed in the magical ruin mentioned by Lockhart. Two unknown materials could be explained, but with so much unknown material, it's impossible he hadn't seen any of it. Unless it has been lost for a long time, or it has been artificially cultivated. It seems that Lockhart has received a lot of good things over the years.
Snape withdrew his scrutinizing gaze, looked at the large amount of materials in front of him, and said, "These appraisals cost 50 gold galleons." Then, he asked tentatively, "If you give me some of these magic materials, the appraisal fee can be waived. At the same time, I will give you the identification results in two days."
Hearing Snape's probing intentions, Lockhart didn't care and nodded directly, "Okay, I'll give you some of these materials. At the same time, the 20 gold galleons mentioned before are still yours. But you have to test a blood sample for me." With that, Lockhart took out a tube of Spider-Man Peter Parker's blood and 20 gold galleons, passing them to Snape. He continued, "I want you to help me test its value and whether it is possible to refine a potion that improves body or instinct."
After thinking for a moment, Lockhart explained, "This is derived from an unexpected and unreplicable experiment. The target subject has a strong body and amazing reaction capabilities, especially the experiment's instinct, which is beyond comprehension. It's even stronger. Ordinary magic spells can't hit him at all, and he can dodge all of them. I think his instinct is an extremely valuable ability, and if it can be replicated, even a part of it would be great."
After hearing the explanation, Snape looked at Lockhart meaningfully. This guy had quite a few good things in his hands. The bottle of blood in Lockhart's hand, if it were true to what he said, could be sold on the market for at least 20 gold galleons. Not to mention whether it has any effect, the research value alone is enough.
After thinking about it, Snape nodded and said, "Okay." With a wave of his hand, he placed the magic plant and blood in the collection cabinet next to him. He raised three fingers and continued, "In three days, I will give you the relevant appraisal report." Then, he looked at Lockhart expectantly, "Is there anything else I need to identify?"
Hearing this, Lockhart hesitated, but after thinking about it, he shook his head firmly. Well, of course there were good things. Once again, taking them all out and figuring out how to seduce this top potion master later. He still had a lot of Kamar Taj's magic potions on hand, and Lockhart was sure to use them to attract Snape's interest. The material this time was enough for the other party to identify, and he could talk slowly later if he had the opportunity.
Seeing Lockhart shaking his head, Snape felt that maybe the deal between the two had brought him a lot of benefits. So he tried his best to put a smile on his face and said, "If nothing else, Professor Lockhart, you can leave. I still need time to study."
Lockhart looked at the cold smile on the other person's face, nodded, and said, "Okay, Professor Snape, I won't disturb you anymore." With that said, he walked out of Snape's office.
Snape, on the other hand, increased the speed of grading homework. After grading his homework, he could study Lockhart's magical plants. To be honest, having so many magical materials with unknown effects in front of him really made him a little excited. Maybe these magic materials could give him a lot of inspiration for refining potions.
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The next morning, Lockhart stood outside the corridor window, looking at the young wizards who were training outside and riding magic broomsticks. There was a hint of curiosity in his eyes, even though in his original memory, he often tried to fly on a magic broom. But since he transmigrated, to be honest, he hadn't tried it yet. Now, he basically used the portal, and riding a broom was not as fast as him using the portal.
But seeing this scene in front of him now brought back some memories of his previous life. When he saw the Harry Potter movies when he was young, he was quite curious about this magical world. Especially the picture of a large number of little wizards flying in the sky on broomsticks, he felt a little envious at that time. Maybe it's because as he gets older, the thoughts he had when he was young have gradually faded away. But now that he has nothing to do, he suddenly saw this scene, and a hint of interest arose in his heart.
Suddenly—
Snap!
Lockhart felt a tap on his shoulder, turned his head suddenly, and was shocked to find that behind him was the White Devil—Principal Dumbledore!
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