Luckily the main story is at Hogwarts

Outside the lounge, Ciel got up from the ground again.

When Felix suddenly caught up with him, he knew that this guy was going to cause trouble. In fact, even if Felix didn't say anything, Ciel was on guard against him coming to fuck him from behind.

There is no need to doubt that Slytherin can definitely do such a thing.

And let alone Slytherin, which itself is a necessary means for students in several colleges to hurt each other.

Put a spell behind your back.

But most of them were mischievous spells, such as playing sticks with front teeth and performing tarantella dances.

After realizing that what Felix unleashed was to petrify everything, Ciel did not dodge, but used the armor spell on the suit to offset the spell, pretended to be petrified, and fell to the ground.

Slytherin has to go back and forth, just like a turn-based game. Only after accepting Felix's gift can Ciel respond.

After all, there are only three things that can happen.

. . .

Now Charles was thinking about whether he should go to Snape's office, because the whole thing looked like Felix had tricked him out and then used a petrification spell to lie outside all night.

But after thinking about it, Charles felt that Snape might be looking for him.

Because of what happened during the day, and because Slytherin is very good at seizing opportunities.

Felix probably didn't have a sudden idea to trick him out, it was probably Snape who was looking for him, and he thought of taking this opportunity to take action.

In this way, he would lie on the cold ground outside all night, blowing the cold wind, and the next day, he would have to face the angry dean who was let go.

Kill two birds with one stone.

After playing the game for so long, Ciel knew this group of Slytherins, and this was their way of thinking.

"knocking"

Sure enough, as Charles knocked on the door of Snape's office, and when the door slowly opened, it was clear that Snape was indeed looking for him.

Ciel opened the door and walked in.

The interior of the office is the same as described in the game. There are towering wooden shelves placed against the walls. On the wooden shelves are densely packed various potion materials, almost stacked to the ceiling.

Cold, damp, and equipped with various potion materials made from different parts of magical creatures, as well as things like spider eyeballs, Snape's office looked particularly eerie.

No wonder he had such a bad reputation at Hogwarts.

Ciel is more curious about how the quality of these potion materials is ensured. His private storage room is also in the office, but not all potion materials require a moist and cold environment. Perhaps it is constant temperature magic.

Soon, Charles' eyes found Snape in the office. He was leaning in front of a desk. His quill was written with the momentum of waving a wand. With a wave of the wizard's robe, it was a "t" pole. Bad, he wrote it on the parchment.

The lighting in the office was very dim, or there was no other source of light except for a suspended magic candle floating on his desk.

Snape would definitely brew a potion to cure myopia, but he just wouldn't give it to Harry.

"please"

Just when Charles didn't treat him as an outsider and was looking around, Snape, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't help it anymore.

He squeezed out a word through his teeth.

The voice was very soft, with the smell of a cauldron full of potion. If they weren't the only two people in the office, and there was no other sound except the rustle of the quill falling on the parchment, I'm afraid Ciel wouldn't have heard anything. You must be able to hear it.

He found a chair and sat down.

Snape's quill paused slightly.

Although he only squeezed out one word, based on Charles' understanding of this old bat, what he probably wanted to say was, why are you still standing here? Do you still want me to ask you to sit down?

If an ordinary student heard Snape's question, he would probably start to tremble, but Charles showed no reaction, which made Snape feel as if he had been punched in a devil's net.

The atmosphere between the two fell into an eerie silence again.

Snape was correcting his homework. Charles's eyes were empty and he seemed to be in a daze, but he had actually used Occlumency to protect himself.

About a minute or two passed. Snape marked a dozen pieces of parchment with failure in one go. His mood seemed to be better. Then, his quill paused slightly again, and he spoke again.

"Do you know Mandrake?"

Snape's voice was low and calm.

Ciel said nothing.

"I highly doubt it, because if a person's head is full of lacewings, there won't be room for anything else."

Snape raised his head and stared at Charles with blank aim.

Also Occlumency.

Two incomprehensible words, but Ciel understood them.

Snape was mocking him like a mandrake, buried in the soil without saying a word. Of course, he might not understand what he meant, because his mind was blank and there was no wisdom at all. It can be said.

To be honest, Ciel didn't want to understand the subtext of a damn, old man, old tsundere.

Don't want to at all

This wasn't the Hogwarts he wanted.

So he decided to end this increasingly bad conversation as soon as possible and make it clear that he would take the lead in the future communication between the two.

So after a brief pause, Ciel showed a smile and asked with a smile.

"So you know, Lily Evans."

. . .

Ciel felt that the temperature in the cellar instantly dropped by a level.

He even felt that Snape would cast some unforgivable spell on him at the next moment.

In fact, Snape did exactly that.

He stood up from the chair, took a step back suddenly, and distanced himself from Ciel. At the same time, the wand was already tightly held in his hand, facing him with a very vigilant posture.

But Snape's eyes were still blank and there was no expression on his face.

"I don't know where you heard that name."

"But you made a bad decision tonight."

Snape's voice was still slow, but this time, he seemed to be squeezing the words out one by one through his teeth.

He is wary.

In fact, with his psychological quality as an undercover agent for many years, he should not have such a big reaction even if someone mentioned Lily Evans to his face.

This is not the quality an undercover agent should have.

The main reason is still because. .The power he showed when he saw the Shire Obscurus in Harry Potter's memory shocked him so much.

He had to be vigilant.

Because no matter what Ciel's intention was when he said this name, he probably wouldn't be able to defeat an Obscurial in terms of hard power.

"Relax, Professor."

Ciel's voice was calm.

"Don't you want to see her again?"

Snape still didn't put down his wand, but he seemed to have calmed down. He was indeed a double undercover agent, and his mental quality was good enough.

"I don't want to see you again now."

"go out."

he said coldly.

"This is so heartless."

Charles smiled and stood up. This action made Snape take a step back again, as if he would transform into the Obscurial at any time.

"Obviously you asked me to come here. To show my sincerity, I carefully prepared a gift for our first meeting."

"Lily Evans."

"Isn't this gift enough?"

"There is no resurrection to the dead."

Snape's eyes were blank.

Charlotte paused for a moment, as if stunned.

Then the next moment, he smiled even brighter.

"Of course not."

"That's interesting, Severus. You're still a professor. Of course magic can't resurrect the dead. You shouldn't believe such a thing."

"And I'm afraid you didn't listen carefully to what I said."

"I mean, Lily Evans."

"And not Lily Potter."

Snape's eyes finally seemed to waver, but he remained concise.

"What's the meaning."

"I can give you a portrait of Lily Evans, when she was young, when she was still in school and before she married James Potter."

"This is impossible"

Snape almost blurted out.

His eyes seemed to have a certain brightness, but only for a moment, they became empty again, so fast, it was like an illusion.

In fact, after Lily's death, he studied a lot of magic, resurrecting people, and returning people's souls, including magic portraits.

He didn't know how tedious it was to make a portrait or what the process was. It was just the most basic point. People can only leave portraits while they are alive, which made him completely despair.

Lily died without leaving any portrait.

"She's dead."

Snape said this calmly.

"I know."

Ciel spread his hands.

"But magic can bring miracles. Fortunately, you are still a professor, so you don't believe in this kind of thing."

Snape did not pursue Ciel's ulterior motives. He still maintained a slow tone, but Ciel could hear the impatience hidden in it.

"How to do it."

he asked.

It's like a dead person in hell sees a spider's thread hanging from heaven.

Ciel's smile became brighter and more friendly.

"Let's do this. It's empty talk. I'm afraid it's hard for you to believe it with just my mouth. Let me take you somewhere."

"where to go"

Before Snape could answer his question, he suddenly felt a hot heat coming from behind him. This feeling was like sunlight penetrating through the lingering haze in England and pouring directly on his body. .

He turned sideways and looked back for a moment, then froze there.

Because behind him, a rotating circular aperture emitting brilliant sparks appeared. Inside the aperture, there was a scene that was completely different from Hogwarts and his office.

There is a desert, a vast desert composed of wasteland and desert.

"right here."

Charles walked past Snape and stepped into the other side of the portal, stepping into another world from the potion cellar of Hogwarts.

He looked at the prosperous city located in the desert, turned his head, and said to Snape, who could no longer hold back the emptiness and calmness on his face.

"Aghrabah."