Hogwarts, Snape's Office.
In the dimly lit office, Snape sat at the table, lowering his head to carefully observe a few drops of blood on a disk.
Snape carefully dripped a drop of milky white liquid on top of the blood.
Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the two quickly merged, finally showing a bright red color.
Seeing this, Snape showed a satisfied smile, then immediately looked up at Lockhart across from him and said with praise, "Lockhart, there is nothing wrong with the blood, and the quality is better than I thought."
"With three more bottles of blood, I am confident that in half a month, I will be able to give you the potion of pure blood."
After Lockhart heard Snape's reply, he nodded slightly, waved his hand, and two bottles of blood floated into the air, then slowly landed on the table.
At the same time, with a hint of urgency in his tone, he said, "Okay, Snape, plus these two bottles, there are three bottles in total. I will wait for your potion."
Snape looked at the blood in front of him, a trace of fire flashing in his eyes, and nodded slightly, indicating that there was no problem.
This catalyst-like material will save a lot of refining time for potion masters like him.
It was a very valuable material.
After all, for potion masters like him, the converted time cost is not low.
The only pity is that this time Lockhart only provided three bottles.
Well, actually, one bottle of blood was enough, and he accepted the extra two bottles without hesitation.
With his thoughts turning, Snape looked away from the blood and then saw the eager look on the large dog in front of him.
His only thought now was—it's over, there will be less.
He should have asked for more just now.
Lockhart saw a trace of regret flashing in Snape's eyes and felt an inexplicable sensation in his heart.
Is this guy trying to con him?
However, pure bloodline is important. After the bloodline is improved, it can exert its greatest effect by absorbing the power of the source of the dimension.
For some reason, he always felt an extremely strong sense of urgency in his heart to absorb the power of the origin of the dimension.
It seemed that after absorption, there would be a huge change.
Then Lockhart reminded quietly, "Snape, I gave you the ingredients. I hope you can give me my potion as soon as possible."
"Okay, no problem, Lockhart." Snape nodded without hesitation.
Well, half a month is the maximum period he roughly estimated. In fact, it will likely be longer.
"By the way, Snape, I want to get another batch of potions." Lockhart took out a piece of parchment, handed it to the table, and said, "The best time is within a month."
"However, the quality of the potions required this time is not only high but also in large quantities, and the time requirements are strict. If possible, do you know any potion masters with good connections? I would like to ask them to help me. After all, the amount of magic potion required this time is indeed quite large."
Snape lowered his head and read the types and quantities of potions required on the parchment, then took a breath.
What on earth is Lockhart up to?
There are not many potions on the parchment, but each one is top-notch, and the demand for them is also quite large.
The worst kind among them takes nearly a month to refine.
The best one will take at least half a year.
"Are you sure you want these?" Snape said with some doubt, "I can help you contact the person, but the amount of gold it will cost will be a lot, at least tens of thousands of Galleons."
"Are you sure you can afford it?"
In response to Snape's doubts, Lockhart just smiled indifferently and said with pride, "Don't worry, I am short of everything else, but I am not short of Galleons."
Well, now that the Gold Galleons Printing Factory has been opened, it is producing Galleons for him all the time.
Although there are still some minor problems left, they will be solved soon.
"Okay, I'll contact you here." After hearing Lockhart's promise, Snape still had some doubts about the other party's financial strength but still reminded him, "It doesn't matter to me."
"But most of my friends require half of the payment in advance and the other half after it is done."
"They're not that easy to negotiate with."
"No problem." Lockhart nodded and said, "How many do you have on hand? I want them all. I can give you as many Galleons as you need."
Hearing this, Snape was shocked and looked at Lockhart with a flash of passion.
Suddenly, he felt that the other person's whole body was exuding the smell of Galleons, and his body even had a bit of golden light.
This rich bastard, as long as he kills Lockhart, he won't have to worry about it for the rest of his life.
It's a pity that Lockhart is not weak and it is difficult to attack.
Snape had a flash of regret but then excitement grew within him.
This time, no matter what, let's make a profit first.
As he spoke, he carefully recalled the potions on the parchment and the potions he had previously stored. This time, he was going to take out most of them to make a deal with Lockhart.
As for the rest, it's up to Lockhart's exchange.
Later, Snape took out a lot of potions and communicated with Lockhart in detail, preparing to make a fortune.
Malfoy Family, Meeting Room.
Lucius Malfoy's face looked a little ugly at this moment.
Dumbledore actually wanted Hogwarts to grant Lockhart an honorary membership on the Board of Governors.
This was completely beyond his imagination.
Later, he heard that Lockhart, like other pure-blood families, donated 300 Galleons every year.
This makes it impossible for them to refuse even if they wanted to.
After all, they only donated these numbers, and Lockhart just wanted an honorary status but no actual rights.
They simply couldn't find a reasonable excuse to refuse, especially since Dumbledore is the Headmaster of Hogwarts.
With Dumbledore's identity, status, and influence, even if they wanted to refuse unreasonably, there was nothing they could do.
In the end, the proposal was adopted reluctantly.
It now appears that Lockhart has Dumbledore protecting him.
Either remove Dumbledore from the position of Principal or take action in other ways.
It is almost impossible to exert pressure through the school.
While Lucius was thinking, suddenly
The voice of Dobby the house elf reached his ears.
"Master, Ms. Rita Skeeter is here!"
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