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Harry Potter: I am a model wizard

One sunny afternoon, Kyle finally received the admission notice he had longed for and came to Hogwarts, a prestigious school with thousands of years of history. Here, Kyle lived a very fulfilling life. In addition to studying every day, he would also use his spare time to plant vegetables and flowers or go to a dark underground chamber to provide psychological counseling to a small animal that had been abandoned for thousands of years... Dumbledore: Kyle is a good student who is upright, brave, kind, and sincere. Professor McGonagall: The Headmaster is right, Kyle never breaks school rules. Snape: Ah, yes, yes... Quirrell originally thought so, but one day, he pushed open the trap door and jumped into a room full of chomping cabbages... ************************* This is a Chinese fanfiction that I quite enjoyed and wanted to share with other readers. Disclaimer: This is a fan translation. Chapter update every day at 17:00 GMT+1 Current schedule: 9ch/week 1ch on weekdays 2ch on weekends For those who are interested in reading ahead: patreon.com/Testingz51 Discord: https://discord.gg/DZFSq5vD4m

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Chapter 31: Snape's Dark History

After Dumbledore exchanged a few more words with Madam Pomfrey, he left the school hospital with Kyle.

On the way, Kyle took the opportunity to ask some questions he encountered while practicing magic, and Dumbledore did not hesitate to answer them all.

Because their destinations were different, they separated not long after entering the castle.

When Dumbledore returned to the headmaster's office, Snape was already waiting for him.

"This is the material needed for the magic suppressing potion."

Snape casually slapped a long piece of parchment on the table and dragged his voice: "Our vice-principal said it contains a lot of precious materials and requires your signature."

"Minerva just follows the rules too much. I remember telling her a long time ago that she could make all the decisions regarding the school."

Dumbledore picked up the parchment and said nonchalantly: "Besides, it's just a magic-suppressing potion, how precious could it be... huh?"

When Dumbledore saw clearly what was on the parchment, his expression changed.

Mandrake Juice: 50 oz.

Horklump Juice: 50 oz.

Antipodean Opaleye's eggshells: 5 pieces.

Erumpet Horn's Exploding Fluid: 10 oz.

Horns of Graphorn: 5.

Aconite: 100 pieces.

This was only part of it, there were about thirty other kinds of items in total.

After Dumbledore read it all, he felt his forehead pounding.

If he remembered correctly, among the six materials written at the top, only Mandrake juice was needed, and the others had nothing to do with the magic-suppressing potion.

The Australian Opaleye Dragon eggshell... This was probably the main ingredient for the rage potion. How dare he write it in? Did he really think that others didn't understand potions at all?

Also, the following quantities.

Fifty ounces of mandrake juice. If this was boiled into a magic-suppressing potion, it would be enough for all the teachers and students in school to drink for a week.

The horns of Graphorn sold in the market are all ground into powder. Snape directly talked about the horn or rather, five horns. Didn't he know how expensive this was?

Why, did he come here to stock up on goods!?

At this time, Dumbledore also understood why Snape came to him to sign.

Professor McGonagall would definitely not agree to such an outrageous list, or Snape did not go to Professor McGonagall at all but came directly to him.

"Severus..." Dumbledore thought for a moment, decided to give Snape another chance, and asked tentatively: "Are these all the materials needed to brew the magic-suppressing potion?"

Snape nodded and said calmly: "Yes, Headmaster."

Dumbledore: "Then this Australian Opaleye dragon eggshell…"

Snape: "It's for a new recipe I'm trying."

"However, the quantity is too much."

"Please forgive me, Headmaster." Snape said matter-of-factly: "It's been a long time since I've brewed a magic-suppressing potion. It's normal to make a few mistakes, so the materials must be sufficient."

"It seems I have no reason to object anymore." Dumbledore picked up a crimson quill, swiped it twice, and signed his name on the parchment.

"Mr. Mikel will thank you for your generosity, Headmaster Dumbledore." Snape's eyebrows raised slightly.

After taking the parchment filled with private goods, Snape couldn't wait to stock up his private storage room... ah no, it should be to brew a potion for Mikel.

But at this time, Dumbledore asked intentionally or unintentionally: "Severus, what do you think of Kyle."

"Kyle?" The pride on Snape's face disappeared and instead, he said mockingly: "Do you have any plans again? Great Principal Dumbledore."

"No, no, no, Severus, I think you have misunderstood. This is just a normal reaction of a principal when he sees outstanding students. It's fine if you don't want to say it."

Dumbledore grabbed a cockroach-shaped candy, threw it into his mouth, and gave one to Snape considerately: "Would you like to try it? It tastes very good."

"No need," Snape said in disgust.

He really couldn't understand why Dumbledore liked such strange-looking candy when there were so many other types of candies in the wizarding world.

This thing looked even more disgusting than the mucus of Flobberworms.

Dumbledore acted as if he didn't notice Snape's disgusted expression and said to himself: "Kind, brave, honest, and calm in times of crisis. Hogwarts has not had such an outstanding first-year wizard for a long time.

I remember that his mother, Diana, was also in Slytherin, and she was only one year older than you."

"Shut up!"

Hearing this, Snape's eyes suddenly twitched, and he said with a gloomy face: "Never mention that name in front of me. Never! Ever!

When he said the last few words, Snape even yelled out.

This made the portraits of the previous principals extremely unhappy, and they all scolded Snape for being rude and dared to talk back to the Principal.

Unfortunately, Snape ignored them.

He even dared to yell at the current principal, so why would he be afraid of those paintings?

If he respected them, he would call them principal. But if he didn't respect them, then he'd just treat them as scrap paper, which was too hard to wipe a cauldron.

"I didn't expect that you would still remember that incident after so long."

Dumbledore also ignored the noisy portraits and sighed softly: "But Severus, even now, I still think you were in the wrong back then.

Diana is a good and well-educated girl. If you hadn't said those vulgar words to Chris, why would she have blocked you in the common room every day..."

"Bang!"

Before Dumbledore could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the loud sound of the door being slammed.

The noise was so loud that even the phoenix, Fawkes, who was sleeping next to him, was startled and flapped his wings vigorously in the direction Snape left to express his dissatisfaction for being woken up.

"Pfft..."

Looking at Snape's back as he angrily left, a fat wizard portrait suddenly couldn't help but laugh. However, after seeing Dumbledore's playful look, he immediately covered his mouth and ran to another frame.

Dumbledore comforted Fawkes and whispered: "Really, as I get older, I like to recall the past more and more..."

"Ha, hypocrite."

On the wall, the former headmaster with a goatee, Phineas Nigellus Black, couldn't help but say: "Don't think I don't know you did it on purpose. Look at how petty you are. Snape only asked for a few more potion ingredients, it's not a big deal. Thinking back to when I was the principal, that was...

Wait, Dumbledore, what do you want? I won't talk anymore, so don't come over!"

(End of chapter)