Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Snape slowly backed away, his face gloomy and his eyes complicated, revealing an indescribable emotion.

There is an indescribable excitement, as if a math problem that has been difficult to solve finally has the answer at this moment.

At the same time, there is an indescribable loneliness, as if the thing you have been pursuing is right in front of you, but also seems far away in the horizon.

"Soul!" he murmured to himself. He had thought about this a long time ago, but the souls of ordinary people were too fragile.

He cannot withstand the baptism of magic at all. In order to obtain a strong enough soul to exchange with the god of death.

It is necessary to kill many innocent people, extract their souls, and finally use black magic and potions to condense them into an empty body.

This process is extremely evil and dark. Of course he is willing to bear this sin, but what about "Lily"?

She is so kind and will never allow me to bring her back to the world in this way once I do this.

The other party would definitely never forgive him in this life, but after not struggling for too long, Professor Snape made the decision.

He looked at Carl with cold eyes.

"Thank you for your answer, Mr. Hohenzollern. I will repay you with the rest of my life. You just need to do your part well."

"I will solve the rest of the problems myself."

After saying that, this guy prepared to chase people away. His movements were so fast and his determination was so strong that Carl was confused.

He quickly held down Professor Snape's right hand that was pushing him away, and turned around and said helplessly.

"Can you please not be so anxious? I haven't finished the second half of my sentence yet. I..."

He didn't finish his words again, as Professor Snape suddenly lost control of his emotions and shouted loudly.

"Shut up. I don't want to hear any more of your fancy plans. I don't want to wait even a moment. Twelve years have passed."

"For more than 4000 days and nights, there was not a moment when I did not blame myself. Severus Snape should have died at that time."

"Instead of being left alone like now, a walking corpse wandering in this world, I can't wait any longer, I can't wait any longer."

"I can't wait any longer!!"

The shouting finally turned into a wail, and Carl was shocked by the emotions contained in the voice. He stood there blankly, staring at the man in front of him.

Only then did I understand everything this man had done for the past 12 years, including his meticulous care for Harley.

It all came from the guilt in his heart. He could imagine that Professor Snape would constantly give himself hints in his mind before each dream.

There must be some kind of magic in this world that can make up for his mistakes and bring her back to the world.

This constant psychological suggestion eventually became a belief that supported the other person through the past 12 years.

If this belief collapses, or if he loses a spiritual substitute like Harley, this man will collapse in an instant.

So he decided not to keep the question in suspense and spoke directly.

"Don't worry so much Professor. We have a perfect replacement here. He is slowly regaining the power of his soul."

"Have you forgotten that there is only one dead person in the entire Hogwarts Castle?"

This word awakened Professor Snape's brain, which had stopped thinking, immediately started thinking rapidly, and everything was connected together.

It turns out that this guy had planned everything from the very beginning. According to his practice, all this definitely could not be free.

So Professor Snape stopped pushing, stood still, stared into Carl's eyes and asked.

"The price, what is the price of all this, what is worth it for you to do this."

Hearing this, Karl chuckled at first, then his face turned cold in an instant, and a fierce look flashed in his blue eyes.

"It's very simple. It's just killing a person. As for the name, you must be very clear about it. We need to separate that powerful soul from that body."

"There is no other way except this. I want to rule the entire magical world in the future, even though it sounds very hypocritical."

"But I shouldn't be the one to kill my own classmate, even if that bastard is stubborn, cowardly, and has a dark heart."

"But he is my classmate after all, and his blood will stain my feathers."

"So I need someone to help me."

Hearing this, Professor Snape's expression twisted a little. It's not that he couldn't do it, as long as he could fulfill his wish.

He was willing to kill anyone, regardless of whether the other person was innocent or what their identity was, he had no scruples.

But that was in other places. If the other party led him to a place like Fandou Alley, he would attack without hesitation.

But it was obvious that the other party did not want to do so. That overconfident kid was obviously the sacrificial animal that the bastard had already chosen.

And this Hogwarts is the altar chosen by the other party. The moment that little kid dies is the coronation ceremony of this bastard.

The other party will begin to transform from a student into a powerful person. Any social change will eventually wash the land of the old era with blood.

But in Hogwarts, this castle may be second only to Lily in his heart.

In front of Professor McGonagall and other students, as a professor, he killed a student with his own hands.

He couldn't imagine how much pain Professor McGonagall must be feeling, and that damn old bee.

He now has a love-hate relationship with the other person. On the one hand, he hates the disgusting things the other person asks him to do.

On the other hand, he had to admit that without the other party, there would be no bastard in front of him, and without the other party's connivance, things would not have developed to this point.

Without all this, I might never have the chance to fulfill my wish in this lifetime.

The two ideas collided fiercely in his mind, making this usually decisive man extremely conflicted.

This is not an easy decision to make. If I do something like this, I'm afraid I will no longer be qualified to stay in Hogwarts.

I will completely cut off ties with my past, and will never be able to escape from the clutches of this bastard.

And just when he was struggling, Karl did not urge him, but just recalled his vague memories of his past life.

Suddenly, he asked for some unknown reason.

"Professor, you are a top potion master. You should understand that the end of potions is alchemy, and everyone has been full of misunderstandings about alchemy since ancient times."

“Alchemy has never been about the pursuit of gold. It always has only one goal, which is life.”

"How much are you willing to pay for this life?"

"How long are you willing to persist for this?"

"Always!"

Without a moment's hesitation, Snape blurted out.

A satisfied smile appeared on Carl's face. He had already got the answer he wanted.