A few minutes later, an emaciated wizard appeared on the streets of Diagon Alley.

He was covered in a black robe and cloak, and even his face was hidden, revealing only a large hooked nose.

Soon, he arrived at the destination of his trip, the "Ziggy Potions Workshop".

Take off your hood and stride in.

Then, the emaciated wizard, revealing his sallow-skinned face, scanned the shop with cold, unfathomable eyes.

Christian Zieger is the owner of this shop. He was a pale young man who looked to be in his early twenties.

"Professor Snape?" he was overjoyed and hurriedly walked over, "What a rare guest...... I've just been reading your article on the improvement of the Wolf Venom Elixir that you published in the monthly magazine Extraordinary Elixir......"

"Really?" Severus-Snape nodded coldly, took the magazine from Zigger's hand, glanced at it a few times, and then threw it on the counter to the side.

"How can I help?" asked Zigger, the young shopkeeper, with an enthusiastic expression.

"I need to buy some potion materials, private!" Snape responded, "Don't go around preaching ......"

"Of course, we take the privacy of customers like you very seriously!" Ziggy nodded repeatedly, "What do you need?"

A Hogwarts Potions teacher like Severus Snape was himself an Apothecary Master...... There is no doubt that it is a very important "gold owner" for any medicinal herb store.

It is quite important to have a good relationship with him. Ziggy is well aware of this.

Severus Snape had already pulled a list out of his pocket and read:

"Fifteen ounces of bicorn's powder. ”

"Two pieces of dung. ”

"Ten ounces of dragon liver. ”

......

The young shopkeeper quickly waved his wand and put the same herb into the shopping box as Snape had ordered.

Snape sat calmly in a chair beside him: "I hope you don't make some shoddy goods, and believe me, I'll find out!"

"Of course, Professor Snape!" Ziggy hurriedly smiled, "The things you are given must be of the best quality." ”

All kinds of medicinal herbs, almost full of suitcases...... The young shopkeeper smiled and handed it to Snape.

"How much?"

"It would have been ninety Galleons...... But since it's you, I'll give you a 20% discount, no, 7% off...... Sevenfold, Professor Snape...... You can give me sixty-three Galleons!" Ziggy said with a flattering expression.

"Really?" Snape looked slightly surprised.

"Okay...... I almost forgot to add me another pound of Motra rat juice and the skin of an African tree snake!" he added right away.

"Okay, wait a minute......"

Another bottle and a bag were stuffed into the previous suitcase.

"A total of 100 Galleons...... Seven percent off for you, seventy Galleons will do!"

Snape took a money pouch out of his pocket, then counted out seventy Galleons and handed them to Zieg.

After that, he smiled and strode out of the shop with a suitcase full of potions.

The young shopkeeper shouted in the back, "Professor Snape, welcome next time!"

......

Leaving the potions shop, Professor Severus-Snape made another trip to the Blotted Bookstore.

There, he picked up a few books on potions.

Then he went into a dark shop and bought a new crucible and a few silver spoons.

In the end, he spent five Galleons on a backpack with a lot of internal space and stuffed it into his suitcase.

Carrying his stuff, he returned to the Leaky Cauldron.

"Oh my God!" the bar owner was startled, and he hurriedly trotted over: "This is—Professor Snape, it's an honor!"

"Good afternoon!" Snape had to put his suitcase on the ground and shake his hand.

"My mischievous granddaughter, now at Hogwarts, is your student......" Old Tom couldn't help but touch his almost hairless head.

"Yes, she's not bad......" Snape asked, mutteringly, with a somewhat odd expression, "Can I borrow your bathroom?"

"Of course, it's in the cubicle on the left side of the second floor, do you need me to take you there?"

"Thanks, no need...... Snape trotted up to the second floor of the Leaky Cauldron.

......

Jon Hart, with a backpack on his back, cautiously walked out of the bathroom of the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

Just about to go down the stairs, he collided head-on with a little girl who went upstairs.

"I'm sorry......" Jon apologized.

"Jon?" the little girl with her two blonde braids asked, surprised, "why are you here?"

"Good afternoon...... Hannah......" Jon stammered, "I might be lost......"

"Lost?" Hannah looked at him suspiciously, "It's dark now, it's not afternoon." ”

"Uh...... Good evening ......."

Fortunately, Hannah didn't dwell too much here: "By the way, my grandfather opened the Leaky Cauldron Bar, do you want to go down and gradually get him?"

"Mr. Tom...... I think I've already met him......" Jon smiled awkwardly, "Next time, Hannah...... My parents are still waiting for me outside...... I need to get back to Southampton by midnight...... Don't be embarrassed!"

Before Hannah-Abbott could react, Jon was gone.

Hannah shook her head in confusion and returned to the bar downstairs.

Tom Abbott, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron Bar, is waving his wand and concocting a cocktail.

"Hannah......" he grinned, "your teacher, Professor Snape, just came to us, he should be upstairs by now, do you see him?"

Professor Snape!!

Hannah was so frightened that she couldn't help but take two steps back.

"I ...... I didn't see him......"

"He just praised you!" Old Tom looked up, glanced upstairs, and said to himself, "Well, why hasn't Professor Snape come down yet...... Probably the apparition is gone...... I'm going to treat him to a drink!"