Marvel’s Hogwarts Wizard

In ten years, I have traveled to most countries in the world, researched and produced many advanced potions, and I feel that my level of potions has reached the level of a master.

So, I returned to the United States, and then opened my own potion shop on Magic Street - Foster Potions.

In view of my superb potion making skills, the business of the potion shop has been very good, and I am even considered a little famous in the entire magic world, and I have earned a lot of Galleons because of this.

Another six years passed, and I was thirty-four years old. I was getting tired of opening a magic drug store and doing business. I wanted to experience a different life, and I didn’t want to fall in love or get married. Also disappeared.

This year, I saw the big news about the restart of the Goblet of Fire through the magic newspaper, saw the retirement of Hogwarts headmaster Dumbledore, and saw a professor named Severus Snape re-elected headmaster .

Suddenly, I became very interested in the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with the longest history.

Just after Christmas this year, when I was watching the magic newspaper delivered by an owl at my adoptive parents’ home, I saw this job posting:

"Hogwarts is recruiting a Potions professor, and those who are interested can come to the school for an interview after Christmas—Principal: Severus Snape!"

When I saw this recruitment information, for some reason, a strong desire to apply emerged in my heart.

The idea was so strong that I sold my shop that day, registered with the Ministry of Magic to use the Portkey, and came to London, England.

After booking a room at the Leaky Cauldron in Diagon Alley, I immediately sent a copy of my resume to Snape, the new headmaster of Hogwarts, using the owl at the Diagon Alley Owl Post Office.

At eight o'clock in the evening, an owl brought back a letter from Headmaster Snape.

Headmaster Snape was very satisfied with my resume and invited me to Hogwarts early tomorrow morning, where he will open the Leaky Cauldron to the Floo network of the castle.

The meaning of the letter is obvious, as long as there are no problems in the interview tomorrow, then I will be the next Potions professor at Hogwarts.

I am very satisfied with this result, and I think I have found the life I want to live in the future.

Becoming a potions professor at the world's number one magic school and then cultivating a large number of potions geniuses gives me a greater sense of accomplishment than opening a shop to earn Galleons.

As for whether I can pass the interview, I have confidence in my potion strength.

In this way, I stayed in Diagon Alley for one night, and after breakfast the next morning, I couldn't wait to use the fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron to come to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, which is recorded in countless magical materials.

December 27, 1994, the day after Christmas.

Snape came to the headmaster's office early after breakfast.

Since becoming the headmaster of Hogwarts, the most troublesome thing for him may finally be resolved today.

It wasn't the much-anticipated Triwizard Tournament. With Jerry there, the matter was already a foregone conclusion, and he didn't have to worry at all.

What troubled him the most was who would succeed him as the Potions professor after he became the headmaster.

As a top master of Potions, Snape was very strict on the selection of Potions professors. In his opinion, the process of making potions was an art.

And the wizard who saw his recruitment information and came to interview. More than 90% of them are bullshit in his eyes, and he is not worthy to be the professor of Potions at Hogwarts after him.

He felt that having those people teach Potions was simply misleading and undermining the great art of potions.

Dumbledore recommended a person to him, that is, Horace Slughorn, the former Hogwarts potion science professor and former Slytherin master, potion master.

However, he was not particularly satisfied with this very famous Potion Master.

It's not that he's dissatisfied with his Potions ability, but that he's too old, and he knows this person, who loves vanity and power.

Of course, if he couldn't find a suitable one, then for the time being, he really could only invite this retired Potion Master.

According to Dumbledore, as long as he can be Harry and Jerry's Potions teacher, Horace will definitely agree to return to Hogwarts to teach for a few more years.

This can give him more time to find a really suitable Potions professor.

Fortunately, just as he was planning to set off to visit Horace in a few days, a new cover letter was sent by an owl.

To his surprise, the wizard who applied for the job this time was not from the British magic circle, but from the United States.

The wizard who was applying for a job was called Lily Foster. The name Lily was the same as the person he loved deeply, but he didn't think much about it. There were too many people named Lily in this world.

Thirty-four years old, the same age as him, graduated from the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and opened a potion shop called Foster on Magic Street in New York.

He had heard of this potion shop, and it seemed to be quite famous in the American magic circle.

On the resume, there were many honors in the field of potions in the American wizarding world. Snape felt that if they were all true, he was indeed qualified to be the professor of potions at Hogwarts.

So he decided to meet in person.

As a master of Potions, he can naturally judge whether the other party has real talents or not after chatting for a while.

At nine o'clock in the morning, a blue flame rose from the fireplace in the headmaster's office, and Snape got up. He knew it was the witch who had come to apply for the job.

Sure enough, after the blue flames passed, a lady in a raspberry coat and a wizard hat came out of the fireplace with a suitcase.

"Good morning, Ms. Foster!"

Snape stepped forward and stretched out a question mark with his right hand, although his expression seemed to be the same as usual, without any expression.

After Lily heard the voice, she slightly raised her face covered by the wizard hat, revealing her pair of beautiful green eyes, and then naturally held Snape's right hand.

"Hello, Headmaster Snape!"

"Lily!"

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she saw that Principal Snape on the opposite side, after seeing her face, suddenly shouted her name excitedly, two lines of tears flowed from his eyes, and hugged her In my arms.

This sudden unexpected situation immediately made Lili completely confused.

"What's happening here?"

If it was someone else, she would have immediately pulled out her wand and hit the opponent with a spell, but this one was the headmaster of Hogwarts.

The key point is that the headmaster has a sad face, tears streaming down his face, and it doesn't look like he wants to take advantage of her.

"Principal Snape, this...isn't right for us!"

Lily pushed Snape with a reddish face, but it was a pity that Snape hugged him too hard and she didn't push him away.

To be honest, being single for thirty-four years and suddenly being held in someone's arms was a very novel experience for Lily.