Hogwarts: From Inheriting The Ancestral Business To Becoming The Devil

It was another weekly Snape teaching time, at eight o'clock in the evening, Professor Snape was brewing his beloved potion in the Potions office.

"This is your task today, you don't need me to teach you!"

Professor Snape also raised his head and pointed to a caged mouse in the corner, Kahn was the only one who could come here at this time.

And Kahn looked at those mice, he really wanted to greet the eighteenth generation of Professor Snape's ancestors, and asked me to be a coolie, that's okay.

But can there be some human things, last time it was a disgusting babo tuber, like a big slug, now it's a mouse, you can't be too Snape!

No wonder robbing a wife can't rob James.

"A mouse has courage and a sharp tail, do you need me to teach you?"

"I didn't expect that you, like those idiots, can't even handle this little thing well."

Not seeing any movement from Kahn for a while, Professor Snape raised his head and fixedly stared at Kahn with those unwavering eyes.

"No, Professor Snape, of course I will, but I still have something to ask Professor Snape for help."

After two days of hard work by Malfoy and the guardians, the magic materials brought out from the Room of Requirement were finally sorted.

Since the current Kahn doesn't use many things, it's better to package it and sell it to Professor Snape. After all, if you have money, you can come to a few lucky draws.

The lottery draw is the quickest way to improve your strength.

"What's the matter?"

Professor Snape stopped his work in displeasure, he didn't want to play house tricks with the children.

"I have some treasured potion ingredients. I wonder if Professor Snape needs them?"

"Take it out and have a look!"

No potion master can resist the temptation of precious potion ingredients, because some things are not something you can get with money.

With Professor Snape's consent, Kahn directly took out the sorted bottles and jars, as well as some small things wrapped in sheepskin, from the dragon hide pocket.

And the last unicorn horn that Hagrid traded for.

"May I ask, where did you get these things?"

Professor Snape's eyes lit up seeing this, but he still wanted to find out the origin of these things, after all he didn't believe that a child could have these things.

It's not that Kahn can't get these things, but serious people go to school, who would take these?

"I exchanged this unicorn horn with Hagrid. I can't tell you what it was exchanged for. The rest is to find a hidden treasure. I don't know who left it."

Professor Snape didn't want to delve into this explanation, and he didn't want to care about whose family's grave Kahn dug, as long as it wasn't his family's.

"The horn of this Horned Horned Beast has been used for a long time, and part of its magic power has been lost. The quality of the soundless bird's evil feathers is good, and there is no problem. The poison in the poison sac of the poison sac leopard has completely disappeared, and the dragon scales of the Australian opaleye have been lost. The magic power has no medicinal effect at all, but there is nothing wrong with the Horned Poisonous Beast's horn..."

Professor Snape picked and picked, his brow furrowed and relaxed.

It was the first time for him to see so many precious materials in so many years. Unfortunately, only a very small part of them were well preserved, and the others had either declined in quality due to time, or had been completely scrapped.

No wonder it was a found treasure, but it really dug up someone else's ancestral grave?

Many gadgets have a history of hundreds of years at first glance. If they are in recent years, they will not be in the current situation without any means of preservation.

"Professor, you can just say how much you want, and I will sell them to you."

Kahn also knows that after so many years, some gadgets will definitely be scrapped, and he is already mentally prepared for this.

"I can give you 140,000 Galleons for these materials, and 55,000 Galleons for this unicorn horn."

After some calculations, Snape came up with a price he thought was appropriate, some of which he could use only part of, and the rest still needed to be sold.

Due to quality issues, he can only give so much. If they are all new, there is no doubt that there is no half a million Galleons that can't take this batch.

But even so, Professor Snape still wants those things. Unicorn horns are something that Snape himself covets. The black market has always been out of stock. Well, there are not many of these things in the whole world, and they are even rarer than unicorn horns, but their effect is not that great.

Coming here to be a Potions professor is really a bloody loss. Hogwarts only provides basic teaching potions, and Snape sells all the materials he uses at his own expense. You don't get a penny, and two hundred Galleons a month, so why hire a potion master to teach you?

Just refining a few bottles of potion can earn more than this money, okay?

It's a pity that Dumbledore took Snape to death. (The fat old man used to be a professor because he wanted to form his slug club, but later he had no choice but to go, and he himself said that the salary is not high, and according to the calculations of netizens, he is only in his early 100s.)

"No problem, professor, just follow the price you said."

Anyway, it's an empty-handed white wolf's business, as long as there is some money to make.

Moreover, one hundred and ninety-five thousand gold galleons is not too small, so two or three rounds will be no problem.

After putting away these potion materials, Snape took out a pocket with the Untraceable Expansion Charm from the lounge at the back of the office and handed it to Kahn. This was already more than half of his savings. How could he never meet such a rich man? Where is the ancestral grave!

"I don't have time to deal with these mice for you today. Is there any potion you want to learn?"

Professor Snape, who put away the precious potion, was obviously in high spirits. According to his personality, it was normal for Kahn to learn what he taught.

"I want to learn wolfbane potion, can I?"

It was only when Kahn met a werewolf two days ago that he thought of such a potion. To be honest, it really wasn't profitable to rely on it. A werewolf didn't have a job in the wizarding world, so naturally he couldn't afford the wolf's poison potion.

Since this potion was invented, it was just a decoration, because there is no charity in the wizarding world, and no one will give out these Wolfsbane potions for free.

"Can!"

Professor Snape was a little surprised, but agreed anyway.

Wolfsbane, of course he would, had been invented by Damocles Babier back in Voldemort's First Wizarding War, when Snape himself was a student at Hogwarts.

It did cause a sensation at the time, but because of the high cost, the potion soon fell into disuse.