The day to become the final boss

"Oh, Severus." Lily's bright green eyes stared at the dark-haired Slytherin in wonder.

Snape looked extremely uncomfortable.

"your hair--"

"Shut up, Lily."

"Oh, my dear friend, I must say—"

"Lily!"

"Your hair smells like Sith grass (made up)—"

Snape held his forehead in frustration, the smell of hell!

Lily took two deep breaths. It was definitely Sith grass. It smelled very good, with a very light plant aroma.She showed her friend a big smile, with perfectly lined white teeth.

Her friend had changed, and that was something she was happy to see—hair still looked a little greasy but wonderfully undirty, black cuffs without the jagged greasy smudges, pale skin Looks wetter but fairer, no suspicious dark marks in the nails - it's really, really amazing!

"What's the matter with your hair?" The little girl Lily's green eyes were full of little stars.

"Damn it, if you haven't had your brain replaced by a troll, you should see that I don't like to talk about this topic!" Little Snape growled violently in a low voice, then quickly turned his head to the side, and he could faintly see through his pitch-black hair. I saw a blush behind my ears.

"Oh, Sev, tell me, please~" It's a pity that the little girl didn't buy it at all, and still didn't give up.

Snape pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth twisted and twisted again, and then said in a low voice with great difficulty and reluctance: "Because I didn't realize it before...it's just a hair protectant."

"..." Lily froze for a few seconds, then the corners of her mouth couldn't bear to rise, and she couldn't stop the burst of laughter from her mouth even if she covered her mouth.

Lily, who also has a good grade in potions, has learned from senior seniors that brewing high-grade potions will cause irreversible damage to the hair. If they are brewed frequently, it may lead to baldness, unless they are blocked with oil or protective agents.Because my friend's hair hasn't been refreshed since the day I met him, and she didn't say anything to remind me, does this mean——

Snape snapped his mouth shut, gave her a savage look, turned around and strode away.

"Have you washed your hair? Severus?" Lily chased after her with a smile, stretched out her hands to grab her friend's shoulders and turned her awkward body, "I guess—you won't notice it in a short time, you must have kept up the good work The habit of washing your hair—well, at least two weeks..." Suddenly her eyes widened, "Oh, God, how often do you brew advanced potions..."

Before Snape could respond, suddenly, a strong force pulled Lily away, and in front of her stood a ferocious shaggy-haired lion: "Stay away from her, snotling!"

"It's you again, Potter!" Lily yelled angrily, annoyed by James Potter's inexplicable dedication to interrupting any of her friends since the beginning of the term.

"Lily, you have plenty of friends in Gryffindor, don't bother with this dirty snot!"

"Shut up, Potter! Whoever allowed you to call me by my Christian name, we are nothing but classmates!"

An even more annoyed Potter pointed his wand at Snape, went out with his buddies, and turned back because he forgot to take something, but saw Lily talking and laughing with the snot, "What's wrong with this dirty snot?" Well, he even smells—” Potter sniffed deliberately and forcefully, and suddenly, he froze.

What kind of smell is this? It smells so good——

Then he was surprised to find that the good smell came from the snot, he opened his mouth incredulously, and then naturally found that the snot looked cleaner than last year.

Potter's jaw was exaggerated to the limit, and he was on the verge of dislocation.

This stupid reaction made Snape extremely bad-tempered. His face was black, his obsidian eyes were filled with magma-like anger, and his malicious smile was a bit ferocious.

Although she hated James Potter very much, Lily cast "Curse Standing" to save the Hogwarts grounds, let it escape the bad luck of being pierced by teeth, and put Potter who was trying to hold his teeth into the medical wing.

Snape strode depressingly, as fast as a gust of wind, and the black air pressure was so thick that it was almost visible to the naked eye, causing the small animals he encountered along the way to avoid.

Two Hufflepuffs approached.

"Good afternoon, Severus." Wan Mo greeted with a smile.

Snape nodded grimly, brushing past him quickly.

"Huh?" Wan Mo suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Hearing that voice of doubt, Snape froze slightly, and then left at a faster pace.

"——Severus, you used a protectant made of Sith grass?" Hufflepuff's eyes were full of surprise, and then his smile tended to widen—"Did you wash your hair?"

Snape "..." ==#

……

Hogwarts halls.

Snape was annoyed to find that the platinum aristocrat couldn't help but glance over here since the beginning of the meal. He dropped the fork in his hand, wiped his mouth with a napkin rudely, and turned his head away.

"Lucius, what made you abandon the noble etiquette and make your noble eyes twitch?"

"Well," Lucius cleared his throat, "it's like this, Severus, I wanted to ask you two days ago—about your hair—"

With a sound of "Bump!", Snape's seat fell to the ground, and he was nowhere to be seen.

Lucius shrugged. "I actually have better hair protectants."

Snape returned to the dormitory like a whirlwind, took off his coat, and threw it on the bed angrily.

Throw a shrunken magic dragon.

Ferrigas looked suspiciously at the berserk black-haired Slytherin.

"Damn it, don't you want me to listen to your goddamn suggestion to wash your hair again!—Don't you!"

"Oh~" Feligues yawned lazily, scratching the fine blue scales on his body with his small paws, and muttered softly: "I seem to have some magic notes, some years old, whose are they?—— Looks like Salazar Slytherin..."Snape"..."

Perhaps he should try a modified odorless preservative?

……

—Damn little lizard! !