One Dozen Thirteen? Team Leader! This Is What You Said, The Tactics Designed With Me As The Core?(1)

No distractions.

Harry played his talents perfectly.

The Golden Snitch was caught directly.

And successfully won the game for Team Gryffindor just as the story went.

At night, In Snape's office.

"You deduced it right."

"Quirrell really did something to Potter, when..."

"Don't mess with that, Mr. Green."

"Unless you want to have sores all over your body."

Snape looked sullenly at Blake who was about to pick up a bottle of strangely colored potion.

"Cough cough․..."

Blake smirked and put the potion bottle back.

His potion proficiency level is only elementary.

So he still wasn't able to refine any potions.

When he saw that Snape had so many potions that were obviously poisonous.

He couldn't help but want to take two bottles.

"Don't be so mean, Professor Snape."

"Look at me, I gave you such a big bottle of Phoenix tears without even blinking."

Snape squinted at Blake.

The potions here are all brewed by him.

While he was a potion master, this was not an easy feat.

And what about Blake?

Those phoenix tears were very precious though.

But for Blake.

It might have not been easy to get it!

He had even heard Dumbledore complain once.

But contrary to what Snape thought, Blake's Ice Pheonix saw him more intimately than ever.

What phoenix tears? Blake just had to say it.

And the Ice Phoenix couldn't wait to cry her tears out.

"You want these potions?" Snape asked.

"Yeah!" Blake's eyes lit up.

For all the potions on a shelf in Snape's office,

Nine times out of ten were poison!

It was used to harm people... oh, it was the best for self-defence.

"If you want, you can... use Phoenix tears in exchange."

"I can exchange five bottles of potions for you for one bottle of Phoenix Tears."

An ugly smile crept across Snape's face.

"No... You want to take advantage of me, I don't blame you, but if you treat me as a fool, that's your fault."

The value of a bottle of Phoenix Tears was enough to fill up the potions on his entire shelf and there is still a lot of surplus.

But Snape offered five bottles in exchange.

Although Blake's phoenix tears were a lot, and he could afford to waste it.

But no matter how much could be wasted, he didn't want to make this old bat happy.

In the half bottle that Blake gave him earlier, Blake put chili water in it.

Otherwise, why did the old bat hurt like that when he was healing?

"I don't want it anymore, anyway, I can sell Phoenix Tears."

"Then use the Galleons you earned to buy potions."

"The only problem is that it will be a little troublesome, but at least it would be fair."

Snape snorted, and sat back in his chair.

As if the transaction just now was successful, he would be the one who suffered the loss.

"I've never seen you so shameless," Blake said angrily.

"Hehe, so is that's why you don't look in the mirror." Snape responded by spraying his own venom.

Then the two of them almost started fighting in the basement office.

But when the wand was half drawn.

Only then did they each remember that the other party seemed to be in the same camp as themselves.

"I've heard that the former Potions professor at the school, Professor Slughorn, was pretty good."

"If I remember correctly, he should have been your professor, right?"

"Hmm... then I can't go wrong with asking him to trade."

"Why, how did he retire so soon?"

"His potion level must be much higher than that of someone I know..."

Blake stood up and was about to go.

"Stop." Snape stood up.

Blake saw the disgust in his eyes.

Does this guy hate Slughorn?

For no reason?

"If you have any deal, just do it with me."

Snape stopped Blake without explaining.

Blake smiled as he pulled out a bottle.

What was contained in the bottle was the narcotic poison brought by the poachers that day.

"Help me take a look at this, analyze the ingredients inside, and restore the potion formula."

This kind of poison was very advanced, and Blake was only proficient in the current beginner potioneering.

There was no way for him to analyze it yet.

Snape as the potions master,

His potion proficiency should be at least above the intermediate level.

He must be able to analyze clearly.

"A bottle of Phoenix tears," said Snape.

Blake turned around and left.

This was a deal that Snape would have been sure to make.

Except that Blake would be paid by him analyzing the potion formula.

Then the potion formula would naturally count as Snapes share.

It could also be said to be one of his rewards.

But Snape still had the audacity to bid for a bottle of Phoenix Tears?

"Are you bullying me when I'm young, or do you think that my Pheonix is out of breath?"

It occurred to Snape that Fawkes might be up against him.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

A creature like a phoenix doesn't seem to be able to reason...

Blake opened the office door directly.

He walked out without hesitation.

he was aware of his leverage,

If he actually went to Professor Slughorn.

For Dumbledore's sake.

He would not open his mouth at all.

But it would not be surprising if he were to help him for free.

So why would he bother with the old bat inside?

"Wait..." Snape stopped Blake anyway.

In order to prevent his own office from being set on fire by Fawkes.

He chose to compromise.

"Half a bottle of Phoenix Tears..."

"No"

"A drop."

Snape gritted his teeth as he watched Blake.

This little bastard was too ruthless to suppress the price.

"Do you want it or not, Professor Slughorn wouldn't charge me anyway."

"Deal!" Snape agreed through gritted teeth.

Then the smile returned to Blake's face.

"Good cooperation, Professor Snape."

"Of course, if you want any magical animal materials in the future."

"You can come to me directly."

"I can supply you with goods soon."

Snape hit the nail on the head.

"So, you often go to the Forbidden Forest? Why don't I see you bringing any materials?"

Blake smiled and said, "Have you forgotten? Me and Hagrid are good friends."

"And I was locked up with him for a month before."

"So... I have all kinds of materials."

Snape thought of Hagrid's daily visits to the Forbidden Forest.

And he didn't care about the preciousness of the materials he picked up at all.

So, buying from Hagrid was indeed a reasonable source...

"Oh...by the way, are you planning to be the referee in Harry's next match?" Blake asked suddenly.

Snape looked at Blake in shock.

He did have this intention.

Because Harry Potter was assassinated today.

So he protected this unlucky child for convenience.

So he planned to be the referee for the next Gryffindor match.

But this was a decision he had just made by himself.

And not even talked to Dumbledore yet.

How did Blake know?

Could he also do magic like Legilimency?

'It shouldn't be!'

"How do you know?" Snape asked sullenly.

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