My name is Snape at Hogwarts

Flitwick approved of Snape's plan and agreed to help Snape find such a room, but before that, he agreed to let Snape and the ghosts complete their deal in his office.

Snape naturally agreed with this.

However, I was originally planning to study the Phoenix Death Egg, but why did it end up being a deal? !Snape patted his forehead, feeling very strange himself.Anyway, the result was good, so he didn't care about it. At worst, he would just find time to study it carefully.

On Saturday, after having breakfast with Lily and the others, Snape declined Lily's invitation to do homework together, saying that he would have something to do later. Then he spoke to Nick and walked upstairs.

Lily looked at Snape's back and bit her lip gently.

Pandora sighed beside him and tried to persuade him: "Professor Flitwick should have something to do with him."

"I know." Lily nodded slightly, looking at the place where Snape's back disappeared. "He has always been so good, hasn't he? I already knew it before he came to Hogwarts."

"You are also very smart, Lily." Pandora said softly, "Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick and Professor Slughorn all like you, you know it."

Lily nodded and was silent for a while, then a trace of determination flashed across her face: "Let's go, Pandora, let's go to the library together."

"Maybe I won't be as good as him, but, at least, I don't want to be left too far behind."

Pandora was startled for a moment, then smiled and nodded, and was pulled to the library by Lily.From an angle that Lily couldn't see, Pandora quietly glanced at the place where Snape had just had breakfast. A strange color appeared in her eyes, and then disappeared quickly.

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"You're here early enough, Sev." Flitwick said jokingly or complaining when he saw Snape walking in. He was still wearing blue pajamas, and there was still a bit of sleepiness in the corners of his eyes.

"Time is Galleons, my professor." Snape spread his hands and said with a smile.

"Okay, you're right, bastard!" Flitwick said angrily, tapping his wand on the table, and a cup of steaming coffee appeared in front of him.

After taking a few sips of coffee, Flitwick let out a sigh of relief and pointed at Snape with a wry smile: "Ravenclaw, to be honest, I regret trading you with the ghost. The temporary location has been decided here.”

Snape was also a little embarrassed, smiled and said nothing.

Flitwick chatted with Snape for a few more words, and just as the coffee was almost finished, Nico and Annie walked through the door and came in.

"Welcome, Sir Nicholas, and Miss Boleyn." Flitwick smiled and greeted the two ghosts, "Speaking of which, is this your first time coming to my place?"

"Hello, Professor Flitwick." Anne smiled and nodded, "You are right, I have never been here. In fact, most ghosts don't like to come to the eighth floor because of the sunshine here. It’s so annoying.”

"And the principal's office." Nick nodded and added, "You know, professor, the phoenix is ​​our nemesis. No ghost will like the smell of a phoenix."

"Is the death phoenix the same?" Snape suddenly asked.

"Oh, it's a legendary thing." Nick spread his hands, "Honestly, I want to answer you, but I really don't know. There have always been legends about this thing, but there are very few people who have seen it. Pitiful."

"I have seen that thing once." Anne smiled and took over, "However, I was still alive at that time, so I can't answer you, dear."

"You never told me this." Nick raised his eyebrows, turned around, and looked at Annie.

"This is just a small thing, don't be angry, honey." Annie looked at Nick apologetically, hugged him, and kissed him gently on the face.

"Okay, I forgive you." Nick shrugged lightly and said with a smile.

For the sake of the kiss?Snape raised his eyebrows. If he saw it correctly, Nico's expression just now was indeed a bit beaming.

"Actually, you can still answer me." Seeing that the two ghosts were about to stick together again, Snape said quickly.With that said, he took out the Phoenix Death Egg.

As soon as he took this thing out, a trace of unconcealable fear appeared on Nick and Annie's faces.

"Put that thing away, quick!" Nick screamed.

What's happening here?Snape muttered in his heart, but his hand movements were not slow, and he quickly collected the dead phoenix eggs again.It was obvious that the two ghosts relaxed a lot after Snape put them away.

"What is that?" Nick asked impatiently after calming down for a while. The panic in his eyes had not completely dissipated. "I thought I had forgotten the taste of death, but it reminded me of it again!"

"Me too!" Anne nodded and subconsciously moved a little further away from Snape. "That thing made me feel dangerous, as if it could kill me at any time! Please, don't let me see this in the future. I hate that stuff."

It seems that ghosts can indeed be used as souls.Snape nodded secretly.

"I won't let you see it again, trust me." Snape said with a smile.

"That's the best!" Nick nodded crazily and almost dropped his head, "But what exactly is that?"

"Phoenix dead eggs can hatch into death phoenix eggs." Snape said it directly without hiding anything. "However, please keep it a secret for me. I don't want everyone to know."

Nick and Annie looked at each other and nodded.

"I hate phoenixes, everything!" Annie complained, "Damn it, why is there such a creature!"

"This is natural magic, isn't it?" Nick smiled bitterly, "However, if you can have a phoenix while you are alive, I don't think any wizard will refuse. Even if it is us, at least it can keep us alive."

"I just complained, sorry, honey." Annie hugged Nick, "Did I remind you of something bad again?"

"I just think of the past, it's none of your business, dear." Nick hugged Anne and whispered, "It's all just the fault of that damn Henry VII."

"We are all victims of political struggle." Anne comforted Nick, with tears as white as pearls left in the corners of her eyes.

"It's okay, this is all in the past, isn't it?" Nick said softly.

"Yes, it's all over." Annie wiped away her tears and hugged Nick.

Snape looked at the two ghosts and did not interrupt. He just listened quietly, but he was very curious in his heart. However, he had no intention of asking. After all, the death of each ghost meant to the ghosts. It's all a painful memory.

Nick and Annie gradually calmed down, saw Snape's eyes, and smiled slightly: "We can start, Mr. Snape. However, before that, I want to tell you about my experience. Are you willing to be my audience? What?"

"Of course, this is a great idea!" Snape said with a smile, and then took out a piece of parchment, "I think you wouldn't mind me recording it, right? Hogwarts There should be stories about every ghost.”

"Thank you, I'd be happy to." Nick smiled and nodded.