The day to become the final boss

"Mers." Snape nodded slightly as a greeting.

Wan Mo smiled, and looked at the little lizard with meaningful black eyes for a moment, until its chubby body was completely stiff.

"Severus, where did you get that pet? It's—a lizard?"

Oh, my great master, you know it well, you know well that the humble Ferrigues is not a lizard--!woo woo woo...

Hearing the word "lizard", Ferriges wanted to refute reflexively, but the cold light and sarcasm seeping from the depths of his stiff black eyes made him dare not make any movement at all.

The poor magic dragon was worried. It approached his "new pet" cub without the owner's permission. How would the great master plan to punish Ferriges?

It obeyed its master's wishes and pretended not to know him, although it couldn't help but tremble.

Ferrigues was afraid of him--

Mr. Snape came to the above conclusion.

Although the stiff little lizard tried hard to show an expression of "I don't know him", its fear had already penetrated its body, leaked and spread into the surrounding air.

The keen Mr. Snape caught this point, he believed in his own eyes, believed in his own judgment, and Ferrigas was afraid of him—afraid of Moores, not because of the rumored high-level pet egg that hadn't hatched .

"As you can see, Ferrigas is a lizard, although I haven't been able to identify its species yet. As for where it came from - I don't think you need to know that." Snape slightly frown.

For a split second the future Potions Master was suspicious - Ferrigues wasn't as harmless as it appeared, at least Snape had never seen any magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest who dared to set foot in its territory , You must know that a considerable part of the magical creatures inhabiting and hiding in the Forbidden Forest are quite dangerous.

So why is this magical creature with such advanced intelligence and power, Lao Tzu's number one character in the world, so afraid of this little wizard?Where have they met before?

Snape had always known that Moores was powerful and potentially dangerous, but at this moment his message took on new meaning.

"Oh, I'm just curious, when will you have the time to keep pets." Wan Mo propped his chin with one hand, as if completely ignoring the dragon's clumsy performance, "As the lovely Miss Lily said, 'Better Among other things, I wish you'd taken the time to fix your hair—'Severus, haven't you washed your hair in a few days?"

Snape's hair was really greasy all year round, and even though he knew how bad the Potions Master's hair was in the original books, he couldn't help but want to nag aloud.

Snape choked, and he glared at the nasty guy in front of him viciously, with a light pink on his face, "I assume my hair grows on Severus Snape's head , instead of under the noble nose of Mr. Moores? If you think it is too greasy to look at, please turn your head and walk back 300 meters, back to your Hufflepuff dormitory!"

Wan Mo vaguely heard the sound of teeth grinding.

Ferigus clasped his paws in front of his chest, his glass bead-like eyes burst out with dazzling light, and he looked fieryly at the dark-faced Snape, full of admiration never before.

Although it stopped cooking in the cold sight of the master in the next second.

"Oh, Severus, don't be angry, this is just a small suggestion, you can choose to ignore it, although I prefer your hair to be fresher, maybe your little pet will like it?" Wanmo was insincere smiling.

Snape glared viciously.

Ferrigues looked at his master, then at the black-faced cub, and suddenly realized something.

"Okay," Wan Mo raised the book in his hand, "As an apology, maybe the book I just bought may be lucky enough to be read by Mr. Snape first?"

Snape stared at the black book with a worn case in his hand, parted his thin lips slightly, and then quickly closed them again.

"A wizard with a hood sold it to me," Wan Mo touched his chin with his fair index finger, "it's about - black magic."

Snape's pupils shrank slightly, he twisted the corners of his mouth, and mocked in a low voice, "Well, the clever Mr. Moores really dares to do anything, and easily buys dangerous items from people with unknown history. He is only a second-year student, and he is very familiar with the Dark Arts. Your attitude is not rigorous, and your behavior is simply discrediting the honest and honest Hufflepuff."

Wan Mo "...". ==

After a brief silence, Wan Mo rolled his eyes and withdrew his hand from showing the book.The little tricks of these wizards are really not worth the "rigor" he pays, this book is just a small prop for entertainment. "Withdrawing the foreword, it seems that you are not very interested in it."

Snape's eyes drifted with his hand, "...wait a minute."

"?" Wan Mo was about to leave.

Snape pursed his lips, held back for a few seconds, and said reluctantly, "I think—for your precious life, this book should be placed with me first? Slytherin's preference for the Dark Arts is not so much What a secret."

Wan Mo "..."

Future Potions Professor Baby Snape, can you be more awkward?

Back in his single dormitory, Mr. Snape properly arranged the potion ingredients exchanged from the pet lizard, and couldn't resist using some of them to brew two doses of potion. It was already late at night.

He kicked off the boots on his feet, and climbed onto the bed with a black magic book contributed by Moers, ready to rest.

At this time, Ferrigus Lizard crawled along the side of the sheet and onto his lap with his short legs.

Snape frowned. "What's wrong with the great little lizard?"

"You nasty cub, I'm not a lizard! Uh... Severus, have you forgotten something?" The big bright eyes with golden vertical pupils turned around flexibly.

Snape thought about it, the homework was done, the potion ingredients were placed, the potion was brewed, and the notes needed for tomorrow's class were organized—"No." He said with certainty.

"Yes, think about it again?" Ferrigues was also sure.

Snape thought about it again, sure there was nothing forgotten, he glared impatiently at the little lizard, and restrained himself from patting it off the sheet, "I'm sure-no-y-what do you want Say what, Ferrigues?"

"You haven't washed yet." Ferriges also stared back at Shutong's eyes.

"..." Snape turned over, not going to pay attention to it.In the next moment, the little lizard with its stomach full had already climbed onto the book he was reading.

"I have a dozen of these tattered books on black magic—" (Dedication of past principals)

Snape's eyes lit up.

"Maybe you can go take a shower first, and we can talk slowly?"

"..."

After a while, there was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom.

Snape was thankful that the poorest room in Slytherin had this tiny bathroom attached to it, (a room completely demarcated) so he could show off his chops and thinness without going to the second year bathroom. limbs.

"Severus, don't forget to wash your hair too—!"

"Shut up!" said an extremely annoyed voice.

"Oh, cute little cub, I still have some notes on potion preparation that have been lost—!"

Snape twisted his expression violently, experienced a brief moment of useless struggle, and then irritably applied the foam-filled shampoo to his hair.

In the room, Ferrigas had big shining eyes, scratched his chin with short paws, and wagged his tail happily.Oh, and a great master will reward it for cleansing a greasy little pup, at worst a reprieve.