Alchemy Black Technology at Hogwarts

Chapter 120 But He's Quite Rich
"part time?"

Snape raised an eyebrow.

"You want me, Severus Snape, Potions Professor at Hogwarts, Head of Slytherin, to work for you like a house-elf, to cook these for you yourself .Beauty potions?"

Venom spattered wantonly from his mouth: "Do you still want me to call you 'Dear Mr. Buffalo'?"

William naturally expected Snape's resistance, but on the contrary, if he agreed, William would even wonder if he was still in a dream.

"Perhaps you'd like to at least hear about the treatment?"

William pulled up a chair and adjusted the angle so that he could see the reactor as well as Snape's sallow face with dark circles never seen before.

"Ah."

Snape gave a small laugh.

"180 gold galleons a month's basic salary, and some product sales commissions. We can discuss this specific ratio carefully."

William said lightly, and he saw Snape's lips twitch slightly.

180 Galleons a month, which is equivalent to a little more than double Snape's salary today - if he had a choice, he wouldn't want to live in a dilapidated neighborhood like Spider's End.

Snape worked at Hogwarts for a limited number of years, and a large part of his salary was used to purchase raw materials and develop potions, but he didn't want to sell his potion formulas casually, so life was naturally tight.

But it wasn't enough for him to betray his dignity.

"It's only 180 Galleons, and I don't even know how much sales commission there is. It's a joke."

Snape shook his head.

"Then if I say that I have a living basilisk and several pictures of basilisk sloughs that are at least hundreds of years old?"

William threw something out again, and he clearly saw that after hearing the basilisk, Snape's eyes widened slightly, and he seemed to take a breath - he obviously knew about it, Dumbledore didn't keep it from him.

The whole body of the basilisk is full of treasures.

This is really not nonsense.

From the head to the tip of the tail, almost every part of the basilisk is a top-level material in potions and alchemy, and it can be used as a high-level substitute for similar materials in most formulas.

More importantly, basilisks are renewable resources.

After the fangs are pulled out, they are given toothpaste.

After the blood is drawn, feed the blood-activating potion.

"That's not enough." Snape replied, pursing his lower lip and shaking his head.

In fact, he had long been envious of William's basilisk, but Dumbledore said, "William and the others caught it through their own efforts and wisdom. Even I have no right to ask them to share it. Maybe you Would you like to discuss it with him?"

For Merlin's sake!
He almost said it then!
"Dignity. Basilisk. How nice it would be if it weren't for this Buffalo."

If it weren't for his distaste for William, he would have even begun to seriously consider this matter.

But Snape's Occlumency was so superb, his expressionless face gave William almost no information for reference, which made William feel a deep sense of frustration.

"Is it unrealistic to ask Snape to work?"

William thought with some regret that although he didn't think these things were enough to tempt Snape, he should at least be able to ask him to offer other conditions in exchange.

"I still have a batch of potion formulas left by Salazar Slytherin, and many materials that are almost extinct."

Like revenge, William suddenly threw out the most precious card in his hand.

Strictly speaking, these things did not belong to him, and Dumbledore also had the right to have access to them and let Snape develop them.

"But Snape doesn't know!"

William thought easily.

"Who are you talking about?"

With a "wow", the novel in Snape's hand fell to the ground, and he stood up abruptly and asked.

"Salazar Slytherin, I still have Nico Flamel's alchemy manuscript here."

William carefully said slowly, that in the magic world, alchemy formulas and techniques are more precious knowledge than potions, because alchemy is usually only passed on by the alchemist to his disciples, And often with reservations.

Potions is just a discipline born out of alchemy.

"Things like the blood silver of goblins, fairy powder, absolute light feathers, fangs and spinal cord of winged demons, fangs of poisonous leopards, bones of five-legged beasts, etc."

It was as if he was reporting the name of the dish, and with every word he said, Snape's expression became a little more gloomy.

"I"

Snape opened his mouth with difficulty.

The more precious these things were, the more he hated William, because William held them and wanted him to work for him, but the more precious these things were, the less Snape hated William, because who would be with such precious things unless he had to? Right?

"look here!"

William interrupted Snape, who was brewing feelings, and asked him to look at the reaction kettle - the purple potion in it was about to turn light pink, obviously the potion was being absorbed rapidly, while the gray-black potion Bloody Baro is close to transparent milky white.

"I think we're almost there."

Suppressing his excitement, William lowered the temperature of the reactor.

The Bloody Baron eventually reverted to the transparent off-white of a ghost.He opened the reactor, and the gas squeezed out from the narrow opening, slowly condensing into a silhouette that probably looked like a human.

But it took him a while longer to conjure up a face after he had the outline of a human figure.

"I'm not going to make it stupid."

William was a little worried.

The stirring speed of the stirring tank is very fast, and Barrow is compressed in a small space, so there is no need for claustrophobia-but the appearance of the bloody Barrow does look a little funny now, just Like a transparent version of the Michelin tire man.

"Do you remember who you are?"

Snape glanced at William and asked the Michelin star directly.

"I'm."

The transparent Michelin opened its mouth, and its eyes looked empty and dazed.

"You are the Bloody Baron, the ghost of Slytherin."

Snape said loudly.

"I'm Baron the Bloody Man?"

The transparent Michelin repeated it slowly, and he also raised his hand with an oval end and pointed to himself.He blinked, as if the name Bloodman Barrow touched him a bit.

"You were entrusted by Rowena Ravenclaw to bring Helena Ravenclaw back to Hogwarts, but you accidentally killed her and committed suicide out of regret."

William said quickly, and Snape couldn't help but look sideways at his words, "I think we should stimulate him, otherwise it will take a lot of time for him to remember things," William explained.

Although his words were heart-piercing and salty, he made up for it, but it achieved immediate results.

"Helena?!"

The blood man Barrow shouted hollowly and loudly. As he repeated the name of "Helena" repeatedly, the originally transparent and fluffy body began to become more substantial.

Almost in just two or three breaths, Bloody Baron returned to his original appearance, with empty eyes, thin face, and even the silvery blood stains on his robe remained unchanged.

"Bloodman Barrow, do you still remember what happened before?"

Snape asked seriously.

"Before?"

The ghost showed a blank expression, and he closed his eyes, as if he was remembering something.

"As Mr. Headmaster said, I observed the Slytherin students and wanted to find out who was acting abnormally. That night, I saw the white-haired boy in the first grade sneak out of the common room and went to a room. classroom."

The bloody Barrow finally opened his mouth, speaking slowly and dryly, it seemed very embarrassing for him to say so many words all of a sudden.

"Then?"

Snape urged anxiously.

The last time he listened to a ghost lecture was when he was studying at Hogwarts, not to mention that he had always been self-taught in the history of magic.

"After. I saw"

The bloody Barrow opened his mouth and closed it again. He looked around repeatedly, and suddenly rushed towards the corner of the room.

"Wait a moment!"

William and Snape wanted to stop him at the same time, but the bloody Barrow got into William's notebook and quickly flipped to the latest page. At the same time, the pen next to him flew up and began to write Outline a picture with stick figures.

It was in a dilapidated classroom.

A boy was sitting in a corner, facing the door of the classroom, playing with his wand in his hand. Another boy with a hood came in, followed by a huge figure.

"Bloodman Baro, have you seen the boy's face clearly?"

William pointed to the boy who came in after him.

A new page was turned in the notebook, and the Bloody Barrow began to describe his appearance - most of his face was hidden in shadow and could not be seen, but William and Snape took a breath at the same time.

They had already recognized him because the boy had prominent buck teeth and was very tall.

"Marcus Flint?"

"Marcus Flint."

William and Snape said his name at the same time.

"For Merlin's shofars' sake, this is bound to start a new wizarding civil war."

Snape let out a moan-like exclamation, but the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, apparently Snape's mood was not as resisting as his words sounded.

The Flint family, one of the 28 sacred families, felt that the blood of the Malfoy family, which was also pure blood, was not pure enough. Of course, this could become a headline on the front page of a top-notch "Daily Prophet".

Rita Skeeter and her gossip quill would be wild with excitement if they knew about it.

"I think we can all agree that this is a secret for the time being."

Snape looked at William, and William's face suddenly didn't seem so annoying to him at this moment.

"Of course, Professor."

William nodded too.

"Although Buffalo has a flamboyant personality, likes to show off, and brings Muggle things into potions, and has no respect for his elders, doesn't respect Hogwarts' discipline, and violates school rules, but he...is quite rich."

Snape racked his brains to come up with a suitable compliment.

"As for the job you mentioned, I will consider it next."

He whispered, his voice low and almost like a mosquito.

"Oh, by the way, Professor, that job is not just a job. You have to study these books by yourself first, and then pass the exam."

William froze for a moment before realizing what the Potions professor wanted to express. He quickly corrected Snape's misunderstanding and took out a stack of books from his shoulder bag.

"Basics of Chemistry"

"Principles of Chemical Physics"

"Basics of Organic Chemistry"

"Chemistry Laboratory Handbook (Third Edition)"

So, in Snape's mind, William's face became ugly again.

(End of this chapter)