The next day, Magos, armed with a magic card, walked into Professor Flitwick's office during his lunch break.

He handed the card to the professor and recounted the problem in detail, and Professor Flitwick looked at the colorful glow of the card and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he sighed, "That kind of material is almost hard to see now, when I was still in school, I was still a senior senior, and I don't know where to get it, and Ravenclaw spent a lot of material and financial resources to make those imitation bronze door knockers." I didn't expect that there would be a little material left in the end, and it was actually used by you. ”

For the last sentence, McGoth could only smirk, although that material gave them a very distressed question, but its effect was undoubtedly huge, and in general, they earned it.

"I can help you solve this, and add a spell to it." Professor Flitwick's words were confident. "The ten spells on this are pretty good."

This sentence stifled the words that McGoth wanted to say that could not be blessed anymore. He secretly scolded himself for being stupid, and that some of their students could no longer do things that were difficult for the professors.

"Then I'm sorry for you." He graciously picked up the tea on the table and handed it to Professor Flitsch.

The professor smiled and took a sip, "But if you add a spell, the light on your card will disappear, and no one else can see it, and you can't see it yourself." ”

McGoth wanted to say that if you can't see it, you can't see it, but when she saw the professor's look on his face, he asked a little excitedly, "Can you let those lights only be seen by yourself?" ”

The professor had a teachable look on his face.

"It can be done, but it's up to you, I can't do it."

"Me?" McGoth looked confused, what can I do?

"Yes, you, but not that you do it, but that you find someone else to do it." The professor said mysteriously.

McGoth really didn't understand his muteness, "Professor, I still don't understand. ”

"Severus." Professor Flitwick spat out a name.

"Professor Snape?" McGoth was excited at first, and then a little hesitant, would he help him, the reason why he hadn't asked Snape to help make the potion was actually because he felt deep down that he was likely to refuse.

"Yes, I heard that Severus taught you potions before you came to Hogwarts, right?" Seeing that Magos nodded, Professor Flitwick laughed, "I've never seen him take the initiative so much, not once, you're the first, you should have a special place in Snape's heart, so I suggest you go to him for help." ”

Hearing this, Magos felt that something was wrong, and asked in surprise, "Er, Professor, aren't you going with me?" ”

The professor smiled and shook his head, "I can't go, and no one can go." You can only go alone, otherwise he will definitely not help you, his self-esteem is very strong, and he will never let others see his weak side, even if it is a little favor for a student who is optimistic about him, of course, there is another reason that you are a Gryffindor, and he will definitely not tolerate being found by others that he helps a Gryffindor wizard. Okay, remember what I want, I need two potions, one is the mana isolation potion for the portkey you want, and the other is the anti-scrambling potion for your magic card. ”

McGoth nodded his head and said that he had written it down, but the second reason was the most important, and then thanked him again and left Professor Flitwick's office.

He spent the afternoon asking himself if Snape would help him. As long as you are not a fool, Hermione asked him if he was sick with a cold, and he smiled and said that he was thinking about the problem.

In the evening, Harry went to practice again, and Ron went with him after making sure he had no problems. McGoth hesitated in the common room for a moment and decided to give it a try, Professor Flitwick wouldn't play a joke like that with him.

Walking to the door of the office located on the ground floor, McGoth clenched his fist nervously before knocking lightly on the door in front of him. The knock on the door echoed through the empty and cold basement. An indifferent voice rang out in the office.

"Come in."

"Hello, Professor Snape." McGoth opened the door to the office meeting and slowly walked in.

Snape glanced at him coldly and said dryly, "Mr. Will, I think you should be in your own break room now, instead of coming to my office, do you think you should help Gryffindor deduct points?" ”

"No, it's not, Professor."

McGoth swallowed as he looked at his indifferent expression, and said his thoughts directly, "Professor Snape, I came here this time to ask you to make two potions. ”

Snape seemed stunned by his words, and then smiled a wicked smile, "Please help me make potions?" Or two? Mr. Will, you don't think I've been teaching you potions for a few days and you're going to make me your personal potions maker. ”

"No, no, I don't have that kind of thought, Professor." Magos hurriedly shook his head, "I have always regarded you as my enlightenment mentor. ”

Snape didn't expect him to say this for a moment, then smiled sarcastically, "Enlightenment Mentor? I'm not qualified to be your mentor to Mr. Will, a genius who can make potions as high as a fortune potion after just a few months of exposure to potions, and I don't dare to be your mentor. McGoth was embarrassed when he said this.

"Professor, I couldn't have stood here without your help that time, I didn't understand anything at that time, I thought I could do anything, I want to apologize to you for my ignorance at that time, if it wasn't for your help I might have died because of it. I would also like to thank you for my life and for the lives of my parents. He bowed deeply.

Snape's expression loosened slightly, and he snorted, disdainfully saying that it was his own luck and that it had nothing to do with him, and that he did not accept this kind of apology and gratitude that had nothing to do with him. The elf Magos felt the loosening in his tone, and quickly approached, and then said again the purpose of this visit.

But who is Snape, who can be a double agent, even if he is reborn and this little trick can blind him? He shrugged off his little trick and sneered at him and asked him why he hadn't asked for Philius' help, for he owed him a great favor for the last time the powerful spell had been formed. McGoth just wanted to say that Professor Flitwick asked him to come, but when he looked up and saw his indifferent expression, he suddenly remembered Professor Flitwick's words, and his heart bulged suddenly, and his brain turned around a few times, thinking that he couldn't say it, so he changed the words on his lips to.

"I thought of you when I mentioned potions, I only believe in you when it comes to potions, and your level is the best at Hogwarts or even in the entire wizarding world, so I didn't think about going to find other potions professors." McGoth sighed lightly, feeling that he reacted quickly, and this sycophant shot was also very good, not to get ten points, eight or nine points is still appropriate.

Merely......

"Really?" Snape glanced at him with a smile, and his heart was beating at this glance, and he felt that his thoughts had been seen through, and the smugness of patting his sycophants dissipated instantly.

'Ma Dan, forget that he is a master of Occlumency, Occlumency, Soul Capture must not be weak, even if it is not as good as Dumbledore, it is by no means something that he, a little wizard who has not even learned Occlumency, can resist, it's over, he found out. ’

Unexpectedly, just when McGoth thought that Snape would angrily let him go, he seemed to be so casual about the rhetorical question just now, as if he didn't see through his thoughts, and didn't mean to question again. He didn't understand what Snape was thinking, so he put aside his caution and waited quietly for him to speak.

"It's quite self-conscious, don't think that a little cleverness can deceive an existence stronger than you." As McGoth and the others were sweating on their foreheads, Snape finally spoke.

"Actually, you should have gone to the headmaster for help, he didn't pull you to Gryffindor." He said with a sneer.

McGoth really didn't know how to answer this, and his eyes were blank and he didn't understand. Could it be that Snape complained about his trip to Gryffindor? Does he want me to go to Slytherin? He thought to himself.

Snape probably felt a little out of his way, and then said that it was up to the Sorting Hat to decide, not to him, the Headmaster. With his character, he actually explained a sentence that made McGos feel a little incredible, but his expression was still dazed.

Looking at McGoth Snape, who was still pretending to be stupid, didn't demolish him this time, but just said flatly, "What two potions do you want me to help make?" ”

When McGoth heard the latter stirring, he was so confused by Snape that he almost forgot what he had come for.

"One is a mana isolation potion, and the other is an anti-scrambling potion." He replied hurriedly.

Snape frowned when he heard these two potions, "These two are mostly potions used to make magic items, what are you going to do?" ”

McGoth hadn't decided whether to tell him about the magic cards or not, and he looked a little hesitant.

Snape's face pulled down, making his already gloomy look like an iceberg about to explode.

"Get out." He whispered.

"Huh?" McGoth didn't expect such a big reaction. He looked at him with a wistful look.

"I want you out, Mr. Will." Snape's words seemed to peek out between his teeth, and McGoth understood them perfectly.

He hurriedly said, "Professor, I didn't mean that, the potions are used on my deck of cards. As he spoke, he quickly took out the magic card from his arms, "This is a magic playing card made from my imitation of playing cards, because this is something that violates the school rules, so I hesitated." ”