Harry Potter Platinum Glory

Snape's request, Potter and Ron had no choice but to comply.

Potter was so angry that he threw the ingredients and bag into the cauldron, and carried the cauldron to the empty table at the front of the classroom. Snape followed, and sat at his lectern, watching Potter remove the contents of the cauldron one by one. Potter made up his mind not to look at Snape, and started pounding his scarabs, fantasizing that each one had a Snape face.

"You've become the center of media attention, and it seems to swell your inadvertent head, Potter." Snape said, his voice very loud, after the other students in the classroom had quietly started making potions. Light, if it weren't for the fact that Augustus was so close, I'm afraid I wouldn't have heard anything. "You probably take it for granted that the entire wizarding world is amazed at you," Snape continued, "but I don't care about your pictures. How many times in the papers. In my eyes, Potter, you're just a nasty little boy who thinks you can ignore all the rules and regulations."

Potter poured the powdered beetle into a crucible and began cutting ginger roots. His hands trembled slightly with anger, but he kept his eyes down, as if he couldn't hear what Snape was saying to him.

"So I'm going to give you a good warning, Potter," said Snape in a softer, lower voice, "despite your little fame--if I find you breaking into-my office-- "

"I've never been near your office!" Potter said angrily, throwing his deafness aside.

"Don't lie to me," Snape said in a low voice, his unfathomable black eyes glaring into Potter's eyes. "African tree snake bark, gillgrass. These are my personal possessions, I know who stole it.

Potter stared at Snape uncompromisingly, never blinking or appearing guilty.

Only Augustus on the side knew that these two things were not stolen by Potter. Because they are all important raw materials for making compound decoctions, if anyone in Hogwarts needs them the most right now, it can only be Barty Crouch, who transformed into Moody's.

Barty Crouch Jr had to take a sip of the compound every once in a while to keep Moody looking, which is why he carried that curved bottle with him.

"You weren't in your bed the night someone broke into my office!" hissed Snape. "No way, Potter! Yes, Mad-Eye Moody was probably in your star club, too, but I will never tolerate your behavior again! If you sneak into my office at midnight again, Potter, just wait and see!"

"Okay," Potter bowed his head and chopped his ginger root, "I'll keep that in mind in case I want to go there on a whim.

Snape pulled out a small crystal vial containing a clear and transparent potion, "Do you know what this is, Potter? Qiqiang, just three drops can make you reveal your inner secrets and make all your classmates listen. Of course, the Ministry of Magic has very strict regulations to control the use of this potion. But you must be extra careful, otherwise I'll miss," he shook the crystal bottle slightly, "in your pumpkin juice for dinner. Then, Potter...then we'll find out if you've been to my office."

Potter flinched, he had too many secrets to share in public, and he had no doubt that Snape would.

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside the classroom.

"Come in," Snape said in his usual voice.

The door opened, and the whole class turned to look. Karkaroff came in, and everyone watched him walking towards Snape's podium. He looked restless as he rolled his goatee with his fingers. "We need to talk," Karkaroff said abruptly as soon as he approached Snape. He seemed determined not to let anyone hear what he said, so his lips barely moved, as if he were a very lame ventriloquist.

"I'll talk to you after class, Karkaroff," Snape whispered, but Karkaroff interrupted him.

"I want to talk now, while you can't get away, Severus. You've been avoiding me."

"Let's talk after class," Snape said sternly.

Karkaroff paced up and down the classroom anxiously, making all the students unable to concentrate on making potions. There were several more explosions in the classroom today than usual.

When the get out of class was finally over, the students packed up and left the classroom. Augustus noticed that Potter had deliberately knocked over the bottle of armadillo bile, and crouched behind the table with a rag in his hand, as if to eavesdrop on Karkaroff's conversation with Snape. He couldn't help but smile and walked outside the classroom. When passing Snape's desk, Augustus casually touched a small box on the table with his index finger, and the power of magic stripped part of his senses from his body and transferred it to the small box.

........For flowers.‥..

After leaving the classroom, Augustus focused a little, and the images and sounds around the little box he had enchanted seemed to be around him.

"What's so urgent?" he heard Snape whisper to Karkaroff.

"Look," said Karkaroff, lifting the left sleeve of his robe to show Snape something on his forearm. "How?" Karkaroff said, still struggling to keep his Lips moved, "See? It's never been so obvious, since the World Cup—"

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"Hide!" Snape said fiercely, his dark eyes scanning the classroom.

"But you must have noticed—" Karkaroff said anxiously. "It's beating! His strength is coming back!

"We'll talk later, Karkaroff!" snapped Snape, "Potter! What are you doing?

"Wipe up the armpit bile I've spilled, Professor," Potter said with feigned innocence, straightening up and showing Snape the wet rag in his hand.

Karkaroff turned around and strode out of the classroom. He looked worried and annoyed.

After listening to the conversation between the two, the corners of Augustus' mouth twitched slightly. It seems that Voldemort is recovering well, otherwise Karkaroff would not be so anxious and fearful. It seems that his plan will not be long before it can be implemented. Maybe now there is only an opportunity.

Augustus glanced back at Potter, who hurried out, and smiled coldly.

It was almost time to deliver Potter to Voldemort.

The reason why he has not killed Barty Crouch Jr. is because part of his plan is consistent with Barty Crouch Jr., that is, to send Potter to Voldemort and bring Voldemort back to life!

Of course, the purpose of resurrecting Voldemort is different, or the opposite.