[HP] Hogwarts Muggle University

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The yelling and scolding of the parents sounded again.Snape, who was going to push the door open, thought for a while, but finally gave up the idea of ​​going home, and continued walking forward with the bag rattling.

After 2 minutes, he arrived at a scrap store—this kind of store that makes a living by recycling old things is rare nowadays, but most of the residents in Spider’s End Alley are people who live at the bottom of society, such as picking up garbage. What others see as unsightly is an important means of earning a living for many of them.

"Here's what I found today." Snape turned the bag upside down and dumped the contents on the ground.In addition to cans, plastic bottles, and glass wine bottles, Snape also picked up a few small parts he didn't recognize.

"These are the accessories on the machine, I can count some more money for you." The boss tapped the rest of the things with his toes, "These are not very valuable, and I probably won't charge them again in the future." He counted Handed out two banknotes and a few coins to Snape, who shook his head and only took the banknotes:

"I don't want a change, can you give me that?"

The boss turned his head in surprise. Snape pointed to an ordinary, oval glass bottle with a lid.

"What do you want this thing for?" The boss was very puzzled.

Snape replied succinctly, "It works."

The kid was notoriously weird in Spinner's End, and as he got older, everyone in Spinner's End began to realize that there was something "off" about the Snape kid.Although no one could tell what was wrong with him, the boss decided not to pester him too much: "Okay. Here, here you are." After all, who wouldn't like to save themselves two bucks?

After walking out of the scrap shop, Snape walked forward unsteadily. It is not a very short distance from the poor area of ​​Cokeworth Town to the rich area. When he was sweating profusely, Snape Finally reached his destination——

When the house with white walls and red roof and flowers and plants in the yard appeared in front of his eyes, Snape quickened his pace and hurried across the street.

But the next moment, he saw at a glance that there was no one in the house.

Not only the door of the Evans house was closed, but even the shutters were tightly closed to prevent sunlight from entering.This is the case from the first day of their vacation.Snape had hopelessly wondered if they had moved, but the latest two courier boxes and rolled newspapers on the grass proved to him that the family had probably gone on a trip.

Snape stared despondently at the door of the Evans house, wishing that the lights inside would come on by then.

He didn't have a smartphone, and he only had a broken computer at home, so it was impossible to keep in touch with Lily by calling or texting.In previous holidays, he and Lily would always find each other tacitly under the willow tree by the lake, but this time, it seemed that he hadn't gotten Lily's forgiveness for a long time.

Is reselling drugs so unforgivable?He didn't even get a chance to take credit for Lily's reporting on Riddle.Snape kicked the fence of Evans' house angrily, but nothing happened except the sharp pain in his toe.

"What are you doing there?" the nosy neighbor next door to Evans's suddenly poked his head out of his window. "Get out of here, or I'm going to call the police!"

"Thank you for the reminder!" Snape cursed in a low voice angrily, "I'm going, I'm going."

He wasn't popular with the neighborhood, or he wasn't popular with anyone.Although Lily didn't say it, they had always kept their friendship secret - Mrs. Evans had caught them swinging in a nearby children's park many years ago, and that experience told Snape: In the eyes of others, he is not worthy to be friends with Lily at all.

Of course, there was no good fruit for him to eat after returning home.

"Where did you go?" Snape was greeted by his father's snarl as soon as he entered the door. He waved the broom in his hand and approached Snape ferociously. With a glorious fresh scratch from a fight.

"Go to the junk shop—"

"Where's the money?" Tobias asked impatiently.

Snape handed him the larger note, and Tobias snatched it away, looking at it and then at Snape in disbelief:

"That's it?"

"Some things are worthless, and the boss refuses to take them."

Tobias didn't believe his nonsense at all: "What's in your bag?"

Snape graciously took out the glass bottle that the boss asked for: "This is what the boss refuses to ask for."

"No more money? Not a single coin?"

"No," said Snape.

"You better not lie to me, kid." Tobias stared at him suspiciously for a moment, then shook the broom in his hand and threatened, "Otherwise I'll beat you until you can't go to your Wagworth University—"

"It's Hogwarts."

"Shut up!" Tobias swung his broom and gave Snape a nod. "Go to your room."

He threw the broom aside, took the money and walked away.Without even thinking about it, he must have gone to the tavern again.

Snape endured the burning pain on his face, and after confirming that Tobias was far away, he went to the kitchen.As he expected, his mother was squatting on the ground and cleaning up the mess—this was obviously the result of their argument and even fighting just now.

"Here you are." Snape endured the annoyance and handed her the small note. Irene was so frightened that she dared not accept it.

Then Snape saw that her lips were swollen and high.

He couldn't figure out why she didn't divorce him, or just ran away from home.When he was a child, he had imagined that one day Irene would become strong, tidy up Tobias and take him back to the magical world.Unfortunately, as time went by, Snape gradually realized that this was only his fantasy.

"I... don't want it." Irene waved her hand and refused, "You keep it for yourself."

"Take it." Snape was too lazy to talk nonsense with his mother, he put the banknotes on the stove, and then hid in his room.

After staring at the magic book he brought back from school for a while, Snape took out a marker and a ruler, and carefully drew the graduation mark on the glass bottle.Then put it back in the cardboard box hidden under the bed.

There are also several glass containers of different sizes and lengths, a paper cutter, an old table knife, a homemade balance, and a barely built heating apparatus with candles and wire.

That's what Snape did on vacation: continue his unfinished experiments with potions with this patchwork of Muggle waste.

The author has something to say: I bought a magic wand when I went to Universal Studios in Los Angeles two days ago, but when I returned to the airport security check, Uncle No. 1 frowned and stared at the scanning screen for a long time, then put My box was cut off and handed over to Uncle No. 2.

Uncle No. 2: What's in your box?

Me: Wand.

Uncle No. 2 (suddenly realized): Whose?

Me: Sirius.

Uncle No. 1: That guy is a wanted criminal! ! !

I:? ? ?

Uncle No. 2: Open!box!check!check!

I:……

[At this time my friend has passed the security check

Number 1: Are you a magic wand too?

Friend: Yes.

No. 1: Whose?

Friend: Dumbledore.

Number 1: Well, I hear he's a nice guy.

[Then she passed →_→