Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

No matter where this thing explodes, the consequences will be extremely tragic. It is no exaggeration to say that it is enough to be recorded in the history of magic.

It has always been Snape's deepest wish to make Harry a famous potion master in history.

However, now that this excellent opportunity is at hand, Snape has no intention of doing so.

How will the future history of magic describe this earth-shattering "big firework"?

Leaving aside the impact in other aspects, just the effect of that [Giant Feces Stink Smoke Grenade] being spread out is really embarrassing!

Why did Harry believe those two guys and develop something like this?

And why did Snape become so obsessed with helping to check such a thing?

You know, the stench emitted by that kind of grenade cannot be easily eliminated by ordinary magic.

If you are unlucky enough to be contaminated by the stench of the [Troll Feces Stink Smoke Grenade] and are unwilling to spend a huge amount of money to buy expensive decontamination potions to clean yourself, then you will probably have to endure this stench for at least a week.

Although Snape was somewhat disgusted with this thing, he didn't care much about it.

First of all, the manufacturing process of this thing is really disgusting, so its production is very limited.

Secondly, the target audience of this thing is very narrow and its scope of application is also very limited, so it is not sold to the public.

Because of this, it was considered little more than a toy for Harry, its effects were little known, and had minimal impact on Harry's reputation.

However, the situation is completely different now.

Just hearing the description of that "fireworks" effect is terrifying enough.

If it exploded somewhere, it would undoubtedly go down in history.

Those two shameless dung monsters were already accustomed to this, and even if it was recorded in the history of magic, they would only celebrate with joy.

But if Harry is involved...

The thought of being here, on some treasure hunt with Dumbledore, with Harry himself, perhaps even himself, on the brink of infamy,

Snape suddenly had a strong urge - he wanted to skip work and rush back to Hogwarts immediately.

Just think about it, there are priorities.

After learning that there was such a thing as Herbo in the world, Snape had been feeling uneasy.

In fact, no matter who it is, it would be unsettling, even Dumbledore.

Now they were on the path to completely destroying Helbo, a feat that not even Merlin had been able to accomplish!

Of course, you have to complete the task at hand well.

And... Snape glanced at Dumbledore, who looked dazed, and thought to himself, "I'm not in a hurry now. There are people who are much more anxious than me."

Whizz......

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Snape suddenly felt goose bumps all over his body.

However, this is just an illusion. Although it is winter, today is a sunny and warm day.

The chill just now came from the old wizard holding the phone in front of him - Dumbledore.

At this moment, his expression was extremely serious, and even his usually kind facial features seemed to be covered by a layer of frost, giving people an icy illusion. The cold light faintly revealed under the half-moon glasses made the air around him a little more solemn.

【White Devil】

This title suddenly appeared in Snape's heart.