บท 6: Chapter 6: Distinguished Guest has Arrived
June 15, 1985, Knockturn Alley
"Crack."
Accompanied by a blast of air, a man in pitch-black wizard robe appeared with a twist in this alley where dragon and snake intermingled.
His dark eyes scanned the surroundings like a hawk, his cold and dangerous temperament instantly made many prying eyes disappear.
Striding through the gloomy streets and alley, the man's posture reminded people of a big bat that was out for a hunt.
After walking through the intricate alleys, the man quickly stopped at a dead end.
"Knockturn alley, number 13 1/3, huh…"
After glancing at the address left on a worn-out piece of paper in his hand, with a hidden dark mark at the corner, the man released a cold snort with unknown emotion, and waved his wand, casually burning the paper to ashes. His whole-body demeanor became darker.
"Specialis Revelio."
Throwing the manifestation spell to the empty wall in front of him, the scene in front of the man's eyes changed quickly, a low dilapidated wooden house was immediately reflected in the man's cold eyes.
The dim light shining through the wooden house's window illuminated the dark alley and gradually cleared the shadows covering the man's face.
The man in black was somewhat thin, with a head of greasy and jet-black long hair that draped casually on the man's shoulder. On his yellowish face, a large hooked nose and a pair of impressive deep black eyes could be seen.
The stiff facial expression was like an ice that never melts, making everyone who saw him for the first time had the impression of "harsh", "mean", and "gloomy"
"Oh, Severus Snape, you have come! I knew it, I knew you would definitely come."
As the concealment spell disappeared, John soon appeared at the door.
His face was hidden in the shadow of the backlight, but from the somewhat nervous voice, Snape could easily guess the twisted madness on the face of his "old colleague".
The corner of Snape's mouth twitched slightly as he recalled some unpleasant memories.
"Hehe, John, we meet again. You disgusting maggot, why don't you keep hiding? I think those idiotic Aurors would be more than happy to throw you into Azkaban to accompany the Dementors."
The harsh and gloomy ridicule was like a wooden spike, mercilessly piercing John's crazy mind, making the embarrassed dark wizard's face turn red with rage.
But John seemed to have thought of something, and suppressed his anger, but continued to stare at Snape's expressionless poker face and let out a cold sneer.
"Hohoh… Severus, you do not need to test me, I looked for you out of necessity. Just one step away, one step away… Only your knowledge on potions can help me! Such a young potion master, do you know how I envy you? But it doesn't matter, Mr. Slytherin Housemaster, hehe… Trust me, I am sure that you will not be able to resist what I have found!"
John's tone became more and more excited and crazy, the conversation with Snape slowly turned into some kind of inarticulate babble.
Looking at those bloodshot eyes, Snape could easily feel the malice in them.
There was no pity nor surprise, just an imperceptible flash of vigilance in his eyes. Snape quickly interrupted John's soliloquy.
"I think I understand, won't you invite me in?"
"What did you say? Oh, right! That's right, that's right, you reminded me, quickly come in, come in, I must show you this discovery in person!"
John came back to his senses, turned his body sideways to open up a path, and rubbed his dry hands excitedly, just like a carrion fly that was proudly showing off its "treasure" to the bat.
Entering the house, as they step inside, the long overwhelmed wooden floor creaked one after another. The gloomy environment gave the impression of entering a man-eating monster's stomach.
"Wait, Severus, wait, let me look for it, here… here… or was it here? Ah! Right, here's the book! Quickly, take a look, Severus! This is an epoch-making discovery!"
Before Snape had even sat, John had frantically gone to rummage through his workshop and finally took out a black alchemy book from the bookshelf.
So excited that his hands even trembled as he handed the book to Snape.
Snape glanced at John coldly and said nothing. He just unceremoniously snatched the "epoch-making" discovery book from John's hand and started reading.
Beside Snape, John excitedly began to explain his research findings.
"You know, Severus, I have previously been trying to study "Obscurus", and those incompetent wastes only knew to taunt me, and said that I could not research anything! So much that I have even doubted myself… But! Hehe… when I got a gift from God, I knew those scumbags were talking nonsense!"
John's face turned purplish red in excitement as he waved his hands around and shouted:
"Severus! Can you believe it? A baby who possessed an inherently strong resistance towards magical riots! This is simply the most perfect material for my research!"
"After I completely controlled him using the imperius curse, I would feed him potions that stimulated magical riots every once in a while and record the data generated by each riot."
"Severus, in your hand is a book full of experimental records to reveal the "Mystery of Obscurus!"
Done speaking, he suddenly shrank his neck as he felt some kind of fleeting chill.
"Was it an illusion?"
John muttered in his heart, looking at Snape who was full of concentration reading the notebook, he threw that feeling to the back of his mind and continued to temptingly said:
"Severus, you should have guessed the reason I was looking for you. The experimental product is becoming increasingly resistant to magical riots. I suspect there's a factor that can enhance magical power, but my potion-making skills can no longer meet my need for stronger potions."
"Severus, think about it, with your potion and my research, sooner or later we will reveal the secret of "Obscurus"! As long as we can control the power of "Obscurus", I will become a new Dark Lord! While you, Severus, you will also get everything!"
"Everything…"
Snape closed the book while chewing on the words over and over again, with an extremely rare look of complexity and loss, but to John, whose sanity was on the verge of collapse, regarded them as some kind of contempt.
"Snape!"
John roared sharply as if he was about to take out his wand in the next second.
"What are you…"
But then Snape interrupted his words which made John anxious.
"John, wait a moment."
Snape quickly calmed down and fixed the slight gaffe on his face, vaguely glanced at an empty corner behind John, and made a request to John without any inflections.
"Before I agree, please let me test the "guinea pig". You should know that I am not those troll-like fools, and do you think I would believe what you say just based on a notebook?"
Snape's voice made people shudder; his eyes stared directly at John's face.
"John, countless people have experienced the stench of your lies, but if I detected even a bit of it, I believe you would not want to know your fate. I hope you have not forgotten; potion masters are very sensitive."
"No Problem! Severus, of course there is no problem! I am absolutely willing to show you this treasure!"
John, trembling with excitement, ignored Snape's threat, and happily led him to the hidden room.
In the eyes of this ruthless Death Eater, the wooden house is fortified like a fortress. Even for a veteran like Snape, daring to venture out would result in grave consequences.
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