My name is Snape at Hogwarts

Westsmith really liked the Yuanxiao brought by Snape very much. He ate it until he could no longer eat it, and then he regretfully stopped enjoying it. At this time, most of the Yuanxiao in the box had disappeared.

"Very good food, I like it very much." West Smith's smile was more sincere, instead of the aristocratic fake smile before.

"I know the purpose of your coming." Westsmith continued, "I am willing to help you, but I have a condition."

After Flitwick and Snape looked at each other, Flitwick spoke: "Tell me about it."

"It's very simple. I want the method of making this thing." Westsmith pointed to the Lantern Festival in the box, "And I won't pay a single galleon."

"Okay." Snape nodded, "Although I suffer a little, I don't mind."

"Oh, you can't say that, dear Snape." Wysmith raised his eyebrows, "If you got anything from Nico Flamel, you made more than I did."

"Of course, it is precisely because of this that I agree." Snape spread his hands, "It's just a gamble. I want to try it."

"Have courage!" Westsmith clapped his hands, "Then, bless you, my friend."

"Thank you!" Snape smiled and nodded.

Later, Wysmith arranged for breakfast, which he had already eaten, for Mrs. Wysmith and the two children, as well as Snape and Flitwick.

After breakfast, they sat together and chatted for a while. Then, Westsmith took out two small notes, led Flitwick and Snape to a small fireplace, and handed the notes to got them.

"The floo network of this fireplace has only one terminal, which is Nico Flamel's home." Westsmith pointed his cane at the fireplace, and a blazing fire instantly ignited in the fireplace.

"Take the note in your hand. Without this, no one knows where you will end up." Westsmith said solemnly, "However, the only thing that is certain is that it is absolutely impossible to get to Nico Flamel." s home."

Snape and Flitwick looked at each other, then nodded.

"You should all know how to use Floo powder." Westsmith took the bowl next to the fireplace. "You don't need to report your address. All you need to do is hold on to your note."

The two nodded again.

"Good luck again, guys." Westsmith smiled slightly, took a step back, and looked at the two of them with a smile.

Flitwick gave Snape a look, grabbed a handful of floo powder, and threw it into the fire. The fire immediately turned silver, which was completely different from the turquoise green that other floo powder appeared. It was obvious that , this floo powder is also specially made.

Flitwick grabbed the note in his hand and walked into the fireplace first. The silver fire flashed suddenly, and then disappeared in an instant, along with Flitwick's figure.

Seeing this, Snape did not hesitate. He pointed his wand at the fireplace, and flames appeared in the fireplace again...

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Devon, England, is a place with a relatively large number of Muggles in England. It is precisely because of this that there are not many wizards here. It is even said that very few wizards come here, except for those truly adventurous wizards.

It is said that there are some undiscovered ancient wizard relics here, which has attracted many adventurous wizards.

However, few people know that the famous Nico Flamel lived in seclusion here.

Looking at the kind-faced old man in front of him, wearing an old-fashioned round hat, who looked to be only about 50 years old, if he hadn't known about it, Snape would never have left him with the man who was neither in the Muggle world nor the wizarding world. Connect with legends who are less legendary.

"Hello, Albus told me about you, kid." Nico looked at Snape with a smile, "I guess I don't need to introduce myself, right? It's just me and my wife here."

"Hello, Mr. Flamel." Snape bowed slightly and greeted with a smile.

"Oh, come and have a cup of tea, kid." The kind old woman who was looking over here waved her hand and said to Snape, "There are very few guests at home, and the drinks we prepare are not Too much. This is Nico’s favorite flavor, I don’t know if you guys will like it.”

"Come and try it, Sev, it's really good." Flitwick was already drinking, and he raised the cup and gestured to Snape.

"Let's go together." Nico smiled at Snape and led him to the living room.

After sitting down and drinking tea for a while, Nico spoke first: "Speaking of which, I have always been curious about you, and Albus thinks very highly of you."

"The headmaster is ridiculous. I am just an ordinary little wizard who has not graduated." Snape said calmly.

"Oh?" Nico raised an eyebrow, "I don't think Albus would praise others casually."

Snape smiled and said nothing.

Flitwick looked on and looked a little anxious: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your conversation, but Sev has always been very humble, so I think it's better for me to speak."

"Ah, yes, I remember your name was... Filius?" Nico patted his forehead and looked at Flitwick apologetically, "Sorry, please forgive the memory of an old man. Although you seem to have already introduced yourself.”

"It doesn't matter. In fact, your memory is pretty good. I am Filius." Flitwick said with a smile, and then he told Snape's performance in school in detail.

Although there is no exaggeration, some of the emphasis in the words is certain. Even Snape himself has some doubts. Is this true of himself?

Flitwick talked incessantly for more than half an hour. Nico never interrupted, but listened quietly beside him. The smile on his face became bigger and bigger, and his eyes fell on Snape from time to time. He looked at it slowly for a few times.

Snape could only smile and remain silent.

After looking at Flitwick, who had finished speaking and was sipping tea, Nico's eyes fell on Snape again: "My child, modesty is a good habit, but sometimes it is unnecessary. I I hope you can remember this."

"Okay, Mr. Flamel." Snape nodded obediently.

"I think I can probably guess the purpose of your visit." Nico said with a smile, took something out of his pocket and put it on the coffee table in the living room.

Snape's eyes narrowed and he immediately guessed what this thing was.

It has a blood-red color, irregular shape, and an appearance as smooth as a mirror. If nothing else, this thing should be hailed as the highest achievement of modern alchemy - the Philosopher's Stone.

"Do you want to?" Nico laughed and pointed at the magic stone on the table.

"Yes!" Snape nodded honestly.

"I can give it to you." Nico said with a smile, "However, I have a prerequisite, that is, it must pass my test."

test?Snape raised his eyebrows, then nodded solemnly: "Yes, if I can do it."