HP: The New God from Hogwarts

When Snape and Newt arrived at Gryffindor Tower, Momo mist and Cecilia had already finished fighting.

Burns was lying in the dark room, his swollen and plump face pressed against the cashmere carpet, turbid tears rolling down his cheeks into the yellow and sticky juice, arousing a pungent rancid smell.

She heard the sounds of the common room coming from the corridor, and the man she was obsessed with gave each of the two girls who had just assaulted her a five.

She heard Longbottom, whom she had always looked down upon, skillfully reciting potions knowledge, and enthusiastically discussing rare herbs with her favorite Professor Snape.

This was not the Snape she knew. She was here to redeem him. She didn't realize that Snape was redeeming himself step by step through repentance and atonement. How could she be a more depraved and darker person than the Snape of the past? Redemption is nothing more than dragging him back into the quagmire.

But she wouldn't give up. She gave up everything to get here.

The sunk costs are too great.

Newt had to teach the fourth-year Ravenclaw class on Care of Magical Creatures, so he and Cecilia left the castle first. Momomo followed Snape to the Potions classroom because there was a Potions class next. .

"You look anxious, Professor."

Momo just noticed Snape's irritable little movements, flipping through the potion book in his hand, and repeatedly rolling up and putting down the sleeves of his bat shirt.

"Is there a bottleneck in the development of potions?" Seeing that Snape still had a gloomy face and did not answer, and strode forward with a herbal book in his hand, Taowu continued to ask.

Snape suddenly stopped: "How strong is the Witch Hunters Association?"

"For now, that's it." It was obvious that she was asking about potions, but he suddenly asked about the Witch Hunters Association, which made Momo a little confused, but she still told him truthfully, "But they have It's a magic shielding device. I haven't been able to study its working principle carefully. Wizards really can't use magic in the shielding field."

Snape frowned: "You can't use magic, so how can you bring Scamander back?"

"I can punch my temple to the point of exploding my brains, what do you think?" Momowu put her hands in her pockets, "Besides, I also brought Muggles' own weapons, guns."

She looked at Snape with a careful look: "Why do you suddenly ask about witch hunters?"

Snape didn't intend to hide it from her. He took out the potion book from his pocket and turned directly to the page of moonflower: "Moonflower, an extinct rare herb, was made to treat the spirits of the Longbottoms." This flower is needed for the patching potion and the universal antidote for Regulus."

"This kind of flower." Taowu looked at the white five-petal flower outlined by Snape in black ink on the paper and felt familiar for no reason. "Why do I feel like I've seen it before?"

"So, now that this kind of flower has appeared in Paris, do you want to go there?" Momowu probably guessed what Snape was thinking.

"Have you seen it?" Snape frowned, but his focus was on her first sentence, "But the Moon Flower has become extinct due to the Demon King's manipulations a hundred years ago..."

Oh, Taowu remembered. She thought this flower had market potential and wanted to create a monopoly, but she didn't know how to grow it, so it was destroyed.

The capitalists deserve to have their street lamps hung!

"Maybe I saw it wrong." Taowu quickly brought the topic back to the subject, "So there is one in Paris now?"

"Okay." Snape was obviously a little disappointed with this reply, and he continued, "Professor Scamander said that there may be moonflowers in the Sauk Mountains outside Paris."

"But he didn't advise me to go."

Momo nodded: "He suffered a loss there once. Once you go there, you can't count on the Ministry of Magic over there. After all, raising the white flag is a French characteristic."

"There are witch hunters in the Ministry of Magic. Several commonly used door key locations are under witch hunter control. If you want to go there, it's best to use Muggle transportation."

"As for apparating, the risk of dismemberment directly increases exponentially at such a long distance. It is estimated that a small box will be installed when it lands."

Momo analyzed with him and found that Flying Thunder God could not be used. Last time she only left a mark on Tom and not anywhere in Paris.

Snape listened to her analysis, his index finger curled up on his chin, and he was thinking crazily in his mind. Not only did he have to pass through the layers of control of the witch hunters, but there was also an unknown and dangerous Saoke Mountains.

"I see."

Having arrived at the door of the Potions classroom, Snape walked in first.

Taowu curled her lips and followed him in.

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auditorium that evening.

Snape's seat at the end of the teacher's chair was empty, and except for Neville who glanced at it in confusion, almost no one paid attention to it.

Taowu patted Hannah on the shoulder: "I have something to go out for."

Hannah nodded, took two small chocolate cakes from the plate, wrapped them in paper bags and put them in her hands: "I haven't had dinner yet, I'll be back soon."

She put the paper bag away, pinched Hannah's round cheeks, and then hunched over and slipped out of the auditorium.

This sneaky move fell into a pair of gray-blue eyes.

She looked at Snape who was walking on the edge of the black lake with a box in his hand.

His hair was still greasy and messy, but the bat shirt he usually wore was replaced by a brand-new long black windbreaker, and he wore a pair of shiny black leather shoes. The whole person looked particularly out of place.

"Why are you here? It's dinner time now, you should be in the Great Hall." Snape spotted Taowu not far behind him.

"You are going to Paris." Taowu didn't answer his question, but looked straight at the suitcase he was carrying.

Snape closed his eyes. He felt her difficulty once again and took a long breath: "I need the Moon Flower. I am only one step away from success."

"Is saving the Longbottoms and Regulus important to you?" Momo couldn't understand him. According to the original story, he didn't care about the life or death of anyone except Lily and Harry.

"No, I just want to make a mental repair agent and a universal antidote. This will be an amazing achievement." Snape walked forward with a cold face.

Only he knew that in the thirteenth year after Lily left, he slowly learned to follow the path Lily took.

"I'll go with you. At least I'm an expert in dealing with witch hunters."

Momogiri tapped her wizard robe with her wand, and the robe disappeared in an instant, leaving her only wearing a woolen sweatshirt worn by ordinary Muggle girls.

She walked behind Snape, thinking of her last experience in Paris and Newt's half-dead appearance.

"I hate Paris!"