Hogwarts Shippuden

Because the curfew time has not yet arrived, there are still many students in the corridors of the castle.

They all cast strange glances at Snape and Kyle.

It's just that because of the deterrence of the old bat, no melon-eating crowd dared to gather around to watch the show.

Under the low air pressure surrounding Snape, they voluntarily retreated.

Soon Kyle and Snape were alone in the hallway.

Snape propped himself up with his hands on his knees, gasping for breath.

How can this bear child run like this.

Kyle staggered over and stopped in front of Snape.

"Professor, your physical quality is not good. If you don't have a strong body, how can you dedicate yourself to the sacred position of teaching and educating people?"

Snape glared up at Kyle, jumping up to grab him by the collar.

However, Kyle just turned around to avoid Snape's vicious dog.

Seeing that Snape stumbled and almost fell into a dog's feces because of his pounce, Kyle smiled brightly.

Snape took out a bottle of potion from his bosom with a gloomy expression, the color of which was like molten gold.

"I'll exchange it with you for Fuling Elixir."

Fuling Potion is one of the most peculiar potions. It has another nickname, called Luck Potion, which will bring good luck to the user.

In fact, the so-called "good luck" brought about by Fuling Medicine is actually mainly to improve the ability of the user in all aspects, such as social ability, magic ability, reaction ability, etc., to the extreme.

Therefore, the Fuling agent will make people feel that everything goes well.

Its preparation process is extremely complicated, and it takes half a year, and there are countless rare potion materials used.

Generally speaking, in the potion market, Fuling agents are priceless.

Although the vial in Snape's hand was only a small mouthful, if it leaked out to the black market, it would cost thousands of Galleons at least.

"Don't," Kyle's face didn't have a hint of excitement, "I have this thing, it's okay to drink it as mineral water."

Snape's face twitched fiercely, and he remembered Kyle's background - the son of Grindelwald.

Grindelwald escaped from Nurmengard, since Kyle was taken away in Hogsmeade village, and Dumbledore returned to Hogwarts with a gloomy face, several of their well-informed professors had a vague idea in their hearts. There is speculation.

Some time ago on Christmas, the large box of potion materials that Kyle sent him was worth more than one thousand gold and two thousand Galleons.

If this is put on an ordinary wizard, it is almost equivalent to his salary for two years.

Not to mention that some of these materials are rarities that are extremely hard to come by in the market.

And Kyle, the big dog owner, didn't even blink when he gave the gift.

"What the hell do you want?" Snape frowned.

"Didn't I say that I want to learn Potions?" Kyle scratched his ears.

"I can answer..."

Kyle interrupted him, "I don't want to learn anymore."

Snape's cheeks twitched violently, how could there be such an irritating child.

Looking at Snape who could explode at any moment, Kyle decided not to tease the poor mother and womb.

"In addition to learning potions, plus one more condition, I will make a deal with you."

"What conditions?" Snape's eyes were about to eat people.

Kyle rubbed his chin, "The high-level potion I need to use, you have to help me make it before I can't make it myself."

"Only five times."

Kyle turned away.

"ten times!"

Kyle kept walking.

"Okay! I promise!"

Kyle turned around with a smile, "Deal."

With no expression on the surface,

But in fact Snape roared in his heart: Can't you make a good bargain if I bid! What's the matter with flipping the table without saying a word!

...

A quarter of an hour later, in Snape's office.

Snape signed his name on a roll of quaint parchment.

Feeling the magical effect of the contract, Snape stared at Kyle with a gloomy expression, "It can be said now."

As Kyle put away the parchment contract, he said slowly: "Old Si, have you heard of the legend of the three brothers?"

Snape sneered, "Don't you mean the resurrection stone in the Three Hallows? That's just a story."

"That's not just a story," Kyle raised his index finger and shook it. "The Elder Wand, one of the Three Hallows, is now in my father's hands."

The sarcastic smile on Snape's face disappeared instantly.

"This is what I heard from Father Albus," Kyle spread his hands. "As a master of Occlumency, you should be able to tell whether I lied or not."

Snape hesitated.

Occlumency and Legilimency, the shield and spear, have always been complementary to each other.

He is proficient in Occlumency, and even if he does not deliberately study it, his attainment in Legilimency will not be too low.

Therefore, even if he didn't take the initiative to spy on Kyle's thoughts, he could judge that what Kyle said was the truth.

So, does the resurrection stone really exist?

"Do you know where the resurrection stone is?"

"Sorry, I don't know."

Snape's face turned black in a flash, and he grabbed Kyle's collar fiercely, "Are you kidding me?"

Kyle snapped Snape's hand open, "But I can roughly guess where it is?"

"Where?" The fire of hope that Snape had just extinguished rekindled.

"The earliest owner of the Resurrection Stone was the second of the three Peverell brothers, Cadmus..."

Snape interrupted Kyle impatiently, "I already knew this! Let's talk about it!"

Kyle was not annoyed and continued to speak: "If you go to the history of magic, you will find that there are several bloodlines in the magic world, which can be traced back to Cadmus."

"Which families?"

"Malfoy, Black, Lestrange, Potter, and..." Kelton paused, and slowly spit out the last name: "Gaunt."

Snape's pupils shrank suddenly.

Damn it! He should have thought of that!

The Gaunt family once had a famous wizard named Marvolo Gaunt.

His daughter, Merope Gaunt, married a Muggle named Riddle and gave birth to a child named Tom Riddle.

If you take the letters that make up the name Tom Marvolo Riddle apart and put them back together in a certain order, you can spell it out:

"I am Lord Voldemort."

A former Death Eater, Snape saw a ring with black prismatic stones on Voldemort's hands more than once.

It was only now that he realized that the stone inlaid on the ring that Voldemort was wearing was what Kyle called the resurrection stone.

Snape stood up without a word and walked out of the office.

"Professor Snape, where are you going?"

"Looking for the Resurrection Stone." Snape didn't look back.

"But do you know where to look?"

Snape's footsteps stopped abruptly, he really didn't know where to look, and he was momentarily carried away by the news of the resurrection stone.

He carefully searched his memory, hoping to get some clues about the resurrection stone.

Some dusty memories were rediscovered by him, and Snape frowned, focusing all his attention on some details that he hadn't paid attention to.

But he couldn't remember the day when the ring on Voldemort's hand disappeared from his hand, and where Voldemort went before the ring disappeared.

Snape's brain calmed down a little, he took a deep breath, and turned back to his desk.

"Professor, when will we start studying potions?" Kyle asked while sitting on the chair with his legs crossed, looking up at Snape.

Looking at Kyle's condescending appearance, Snape's face was as black as a rag, "Come to my office at eight o'clock tomorrow night."

"Okay, then, professor, goodbye."

Using a resurrection stone whose whereabouts are unknown, in exchange for what he wanted, Kyle stood up contentedly, turned and left the gloomy office.