Chapter 27: Snape, It's Time to Complain!(EDITED)

"Slytherin, Minerva and Flitwick both just came to me to complain."

"They said it was about this child, Kyle..."

"Dumbledore, like you said before!"

"As teachers, we can't simply define right and wrong for children."

"We should find ways to guide and educate them!"

Snape interrupted before Dumbledore could finish speaking.

He was using what Dumbledore had said to him earlier.

By now, the old bat had already tested Kyle's potion.

The effect was indeed as he had said.

After drinking it, he felt warm in his body for a week.

He did some more experiments.

External wounds would heal as soon as they appeared, and some curses in dark magic could also be effectively resisted.

That's enough.

The greatest significance of this "new life potion" was the concept of drinking it in advance to guard against danger.

The specific functions and formula could be developed, improved, and adjusted in the future.

Just based on this potion invention, by the time Kyle finished his basic studies in magical pharmacology, he would be hailed as a "master of potions".

After all, the biggest difference between a potions master and an ordinary alchemist was not the technique of potion-making, but the improvement and innovation, requiring one's own masterpiece.

Snape couldn't bear to drive him out of Slytherin.

"Listen, Dumbledore, Kyle is a student of Slytherin ."

"If you want to punish or deal with Kyle, you must have my agreement as the head of the house."

"Are you willing to take responsibility for Kyle?" Dumbledore looked up.

"If you insist on saying so, then yes!" Snape's expression barely changed.

After all, he had been a proud man for over thirty years.

"Well, these are the bills Minerva and Flitwick gave me for repairing the Transfiguration classroom and the Charms classroom!"

"You know, our castle has magic, and it's not as simple as using a repair spell to fix it."

"I am worried that Kyle, this child, has no parents."

"Slytherin, it's really great of you to be willing to do this."

Dumbledore quickly took out two bills.

Afraid that Snape would change his mind, he directly handed them to Snape.

"???"

Snape was completely stunned.

No...

Not only had the potion worth at least thirty thousand Galleons that he had stored been stolen by that little brat...

Now he had to take responsibility for him?

What kind of injustice was this?

"Dumbledore, I..." Snape tried to speak.

But he was interrupted by Dumbledore, who waved his hand with a smile.

It was rare to have such a big injustice.

Old Dumbledore didn't want to give him a chance to regret it, or else he would have to foot the bill himself.

"Let's not talk about this for now, Severus, did you come to me for something else?"

"Oh..." Snape expressionlessly took out three bottles of red potion.

"This is the new potion Kyle brewed in the potion class, and its specific effects are..."

"I think it's worth at least a Second-Class Order of Merlin!"

"Really?"

Dumbledore pushed his glasses.

He had discovered the "Twelve Uses of Dragon's Blood" and was proficient in alchemy, but he also had deep knowledge of potion-making.

He picked up a bottle of potion, opened it, smelled it, and then drank it.

After closing his eyes to feel it for a while and releasing several detection spells on himself in a row, he opened his eyes.

His face was full of surprise.

Teaching an outstanding student would undoubtedly bring glory to the entire Hogwarts.

"This child... I didn't expect him to have such high talent in potion-making."

"Great, don't worry, Severus, leave the application for the Order of Merlin to me!"

Snape looked at Dumbledore, who was excited and joyful.

Then he looked at the two bills in his hand...

The joy from earlier was gone.

He just couldn't understand.

Why was it always him who got hurt?

"Well, I'll go first."

Forget it!

Don't think about it, the more you think, the more tired you get!

[Diing! Detected a depressed mood!]

[Diing! Extracting a treasure chest for the host!]

[Diing! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a golden treasure chest!]

...

"Professor, can I come in?"

Snape had just left, and the door of the headmaster's office was opened again.

A little head poked out from the outside.

It was Kyle.

"Of course!"

"Child, I've been waiting for you for a long time, eager to start class with you."

Dumbledore's attitude was still gentle.

"I knew Professor was a good person, so I specially brought some candies and sweets for you!"

Kyle carried a handbag in his hand.

He put it on the table and opened it.

Inside were some specialties from Honeydukes Sweetshop.

Among them, the most abundant were Cockroach Clusters.

Seeing his favourite candies and sweets, Dumbledore's smile grew wider.

"Oh, Cockroach Clusters? And Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans?"

"The latter, just like our lives... has countless flavors."