My name is Snape at Hogwarts

Flitwick agreed to Snape's plan and agreed to help Snape find such a room. Before that, he agreed to let Snape and the ghosts complete their business in his office.

Naturally, Snape agreed.

However, it was originally planned to study the dead phoenix eggs, but why did it turn into a deal in the end? !Snape patted his forehead, thinking it was amazing.Anyway, the result was good, so he didn't care about it, at worst, he just found some time to study it carefully.

On Saturday, after having breakfast with Lily and the others, Snape declined Lily's invitation to do homework together, saying that he had something to do later, and then he talked to Nick and walked upstairs.

Lily looked at Snape's back and bit her lip lightly.

Pandora sighed at the side, and persuaded, "Professor Flitwick should have something to do with him."

"I know." Lily nodded lightly, her gaze kept looking at the place where Snape's back disappeared, "He's always been so good, hasn't he? I knew it before I came to Hogwarts."

"You're smart too, Lily." Pandora said softly, "Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick and Professor Slughorn all like you, you know that."

Lily nodded and was silent for a while, a trace of determination flashed across her small face: "Let's go, Pandora, let's go to the library together."

"Maybe I won't be as good as him, but, at least, I don't want to be left too far behind."

Pandora was startled for a moment, then nodded with a smile, and was dragged by Lily to the library.From an angle that Lily couldn't see, Pandora quietly glanced at the place where Snape had breakfast just now, a strange color appeared in her eyes, and then disappeared quickly.

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"You came early enough, Sev." Seeing Snape walking in, Flitwick complained as if joking. He was still wearing blue pajamas, with sleepiness in the corners of his eyes.

"Time is Galleon, my professor." Snape spread his hands and said with a smile.

"Okay, you're right, bastard!" Flitwick said angrily, tapped his wand on the table, and a steaming cup of coffee appeared in front of him.

After taking a few sips of coffee, Flitwick let out a long breath and pointed at Snape with a wry smile: "My lord, Ravenclaw, to be honest, I regret trading you with the ghost." The temporary location is set here."

Snape was also a little embarrassed, smiled and didn't speak.

Flitwick talked to Snape a little more, and just as the coffee was about to run out, Nico and Annie walked through the door and came in.

"Welcome, Sir Nicholas, and Miss Boleyn." Flitwick greeted the two ghosts with a smile, "Speaking of which, this is your first time here, right?"

"Hello, Professor Flitwick." Annie nodded with a smile, "You are right, I have never been here, in fact, most ghosts don't like to come to the eighth floor, the breath of sunshine here It's so annoying."

"There is also the principal's office." Nick nodded and added, "You know, professor, the phoenix is ​​our nemesis. No ghost would like the breath of a phoenix."

"Is it the same for Death Phoenix?" Snape asked suddenly.

"Oh, something in the legend." Nick spread his hands, "To be honest, I really want to answer you, but I really don't know, there have always been legends about this thing, but few people have seen it. Pitiful."

"I've seen that thing once." Annie took the words with a smile, "However, I was still alive at that time, so I have no way to answer you, dear."

"You never told me this." Nick raised his eyebrows, turned around, and looked at Anne.

"It's just a small thing, don't be angry, my dear." Annie looked at Nick apologetically, hugged him, and kissed him lightly on the face.

"Okay, I forgive you." Nick shrugged slightly and said with a smile.

For the sake of kissing?Snape raised his eyebrows. If he read correctly, Nicole's expression just now was indeed a little joyful.

"Actually, you can still answer me." Seeing that the two ghosts were about to stick together again, Snape said hastily.As he spoke, he took out the dead phoenix eggs.

He just took this thing out, and there was an unconcealable fear on the faces of Nick and Annie for an instant.

"Put that thing away, quick!" Nick screamed.

What's happening here?Snape murmured in his heart, but his movements were not slow, and he quickly put the dead phoenix eggs away again.Obviously, after Snape put it away, the two ghosts relaxed a lot.

"What's that?" Nick asked impatiently after calming down for a while, the horror in his eyes hadn't completely dissipated, "I thought I had forgotten the taste of death, but it reminded me of it again!"

"Me too!" Annie nodded, subconsciously moving away from Snape, "That thing made me feel dangerous, as if it could kill me at any time! Please, don't let me see this in the future, I hate that stuff."

It seems that ghosts can indeed be used as souls.Snape nodded secretly.

"I won't let you see it again, trust me," Snape said with a smile.

"That's the best!" Nick nodded frantically, and almost nodded his head, "But, what is that?"

"Dead phoenix eggs can hatch dead phoenix eggs." Snape said it directly without hiding anything, "However, please keep it a secret for me, I don't want everyone to know."

Nick and Annie looked at each other and nodded.

"I hate phoenixes, everything!" Annie complained, "Damn it, why is there such a creature!"

"It's natural magic, isn't it?" Nick smiled bitterly. "However, if you can have a phoenix while alive, I don't think any wizard will refuse. Even if it's us, at least it can keep us alive."

"I'm just complaining, sorry, dear." Annie hugged Nick, "Did I remind you of something bad again?"

"It's just a reminder of the past. It's none of your business, dear." Nick hugged Anne and said softly, "It's all about that damned Henry VII."

"We are all victims of political struggles." Annie comforted Nick, tears as white as pearls left in the corners of her eyes.

"It's okay, it's all over, isn't it?" Nick said softly.

"Yes, it's all over." Annie wiped her tears and hugged Nick.

Snape looked at the two ghosts and didn't interject. He just listened quietly, but he was very curious. However, he didn't intend to ask. After all, the death of each ghost meant nothing to the ghosts. It's all a painful memory.

Nick and Annie gradually calmed down, saw Snape's eyes, and smiled slightly: "We can start, Mr. Snape. But before that, I want to talk about my experience, and you are willing to be my audience Is it?"

"Of course, that's a great idea!" Snape said with a smile, and then took out another piece of parchment, "I don't think you would mind me recording it, would you? Hogwarts There should be a story about every ghost."

"Thank you, I'd love to." Nick nodded with a smile.