No need to ask—such an extravagant gift of advanced potion could only have come from that proud Old Snake King, Professor Severus Snape.
Other than that professor, who else could have given him such a valuable advanced potion?
"Looks like he really was very good friends with my Father and Mother." Harry carefully examined the bottle of Felix Felicis, its gleaming light utterly captivating.
There was also a note inside the box.
Harry reached in, took out the note, and unfolded it. It read:
Keep it safe. Don't let your ignorant little troll friend knock it over—S.S.
"What's this?" Ron, the ignorant little troll in question, asked right on cue.
Harry said nothing and handed the note to Ron.
Ron took one look at it, and his whole mood soured.
"This is way too insulting!" he said indignantly. "Still, this is Felix Felicis, an advanced potion... Even this tiny bit could sell for several hundred Galleons!"
After a pause, Ron asked again, "S.S.? Who's that?"
"Professor Snape." Harry carefully tucked the Felix Felicis into his pocket. "Severus Snape, of course. That makes S.S."
Ron gave an "Ah" and said to Harry, "He's actually that generous. Looks like you were right—he really is a good friend of your Father and Mother. Sending that photo was definitely the right call."
"Yeah." Harry smiled at Ron and speared a piece of beef from the plate.
"So where are we going later?"
Ron picked up his Chicken leg again. After thinking about it, he felt something was missing, so he grabbed another Chicken leg with his other hand. Only then did he reveal a satisfied smile.
"To the Room of Requirement." Harry swallowed the beef unhurriedly. "We won't be practicing magic today. I discovered a new use for the Room of Requirement."
"A new