In a quiet office.
Snape frowned and stared at the notebook in front of him. The writing on it slowly disappeared after appearing, but the words that appeared seemed to be deeply imprinted in his mind.
Completely impossible to dispel.
[Taboos in the world require the permission of the gods]
Judging from the effect of that bottle of finished potion, it can make creatures without magic power give birth to magic power. This is indeed a taboo that should never appear in the human world.
As for the diary, Snape agrees very much.
But what concerned him the most was the last sentence, "It requires the permission of the gods."
"Do you need God's permission to make the so-called Apocalypse Potion... But the key to this Apocalypse Potion seems to be Infinite Fire Potion cooked from Ian. Prince."
Snape is certainly not an atheist, but he is not a theist either.
Like most wizards, he only believes what he sees with his own eyes. Perhaps it is due to the logic and rationality of wizards that Snape noticed some anomalies in the information in the notebook.
"This notebook from thousands of years ago not only knows the name of Potions that I configured, but also named it. It even knows the name of Infinite Fire Potion."
This is the most frightening place that makes people feel chills on their backs. If the so-called Apocalypse Potion formula had already existed, this might not just shake the origin of the wizard.
No one knows whether God exists or not.
But those who waver in secular concepts will definitely suffer disasters comparable to divine punishment.
If he hadn't been the one who prepared the potion with his own hands, Snape felt that he would also want to kill the guy who discovered such crazy truth at all costs.
He himself is not a good person, so he knows very well what will happen if he configures such a potion, and there are still countless people worse than him in Muggle World and the wizarding world.
This is also the reason why Snape learned the resuscitation potion from his notes, searched for alternative materials, developed a modern version of the formula and completed his own work, but did not dare to come up with it.
Squib Revival Potion.
As the name suggests, it is a potion that can re-activate the "dead" magic power of Squib. It can only last for three to five months rather than maintaining the effect for a long time. But even so, Snape, who is well aware of the darkness of the wizarding world, still dare not make this replica work public.
I don't even dare to mention it to anyone else.
It was only when he realized that Infinite Fire Potion of Ian could actually be used for other purposes that he could not suppress his inner obsession with some kind of Potions achievement. However, he never thought that this forbidden work was actually recorded in objects thousands of years ago, and the synthetic formula also had the name Infinite Fire Potion.
"I always thought this was a name that the little bastard made up at random." Snape frowned, "But this obviously doesn't make sense... If the formula he found could clearly tell him that there was such a name of a medicine in the formula, the person who wrote the formula would definitely have no need to hide this Infinite Fire Potion in Amortentia."
"Morgan Witch, according to historical records, does not seem to have such a bad taste... maybe it is because of scruples?" Snape can only guess as much as possible.
Tell the truth.
If you ignore why Ian knows that the pre-potion of Apocalypse Potion is Infinite Fire Potion, Snape can actually understand why the Morgan witch wants such a formula to be hidden in Amortentia.
Those who change will have enemies all over the world.
At least this is true from the perspective of wizards... It will definitely shake not only the current relationship between Muggle and wizards, but the really scary thing is that such a potion can rewrite the origins of wizards.
When the origin of wizards is no longer sacred, it is really hard for Snape to imagine how dangerous and chaotic the revolutionaries will be. Perhaps even wizards like Dumbledore cannot withstand the backlash of such things.
Even the legendary witch is like this!
This is comparable to Dumbledore's unknown friend Gellert. Grindelwald. What the old man imprisoned in the lonely castle wanted to do back then was too terrifying!
No wizard would allow someone to come up with such a formula. If the formula Ian obtained also came from Morgan, Snape felt that some things might make sense.
The legendary witch found the origin of wizards, or created another possibility of the origin of wizards, and then split the forbidden Potions into two parts and stored them separately in the past era. One part was written in her notebook, and the other part was collected in Hogwarts's library many years later.
This is definitely a reasonable guess.
In the opinion of Snape.
The legendary witch who discovered this potion was probably as scared and troubled as she was thousands of years ago, otherwise she would not have split the formula to preserve it.
Sequestered because of fear.
I keep it because I am unwilling to do so.
Snape feels that his mentality at this time is very similar.
Of course.
There are also different places.
"This requires the consent of the gods, and it may be a secret belonging to the ancient wizards." Snape felt as if he had glimpsed some of the reasons why the ancient wizards were powerful.
He couldn't help but cover his forehead and frowned.
Nor is it questioning the existence of God.
After all, there are also descendants of the priestess of God in Hogwarts school, and wizards have always believed in the God of Death and the Tale of the Three Brothers. Snape just feels that even if gods really exist in this world, they shouldn't be able to gain their recognition casually, right?
Ian can brew the pre-potion! This obviously indicates some very special problems. Snape can't figure out what kind of god would favor that naughty little bastard Ian?
"Perhaps the so-called need for God's permission is just a special ritual?" Snape really doesn't want to believe that a Potions master like himself can't get any God's permission, but an inconspicuous guy like Ian can be favored. It can't be an illusory God who only cares about appearance and hair, right?
"It may also be that the first person to touch that legacy will be able to receive the special ritual blessing left by Morgan. The so-called God's permission is just the framing of that ritual by Morgan."
This was a guess that made Snape feel a little less unconvinced. His self-esteem did feel better, but it was followed by a feeling of regret. If he had not let Ian destroy the original formula source, maybe he would also be able to obtain ritual blessings from the source of the original formula.
After all.
No one can tell whether this kind of "answer" will only bless one person.
"Maybe I can use Time-Turner to go back and intercept that little bastard." As soon as this thought came up in his mind, Snape immediately shook his head and gave up the idea.
This is also due to self-esteem.
Go back on your promise in front of your nephew.
He Snape has no face?
Besides, since Ian didn't meet him in the library, it proves that he obviously has no chance to save the legacy of history. The consequences of not going back are actually the same. But any wizard with some ability knows the terrible consequences of playing with time, and no one is willing to touch time unless necessary.
It is also taboo.
It is obviously not a wise choice to challenge another taboo for a potion that cannot be shown in the light. Who doesn't know that those who play with time will eventually be played with by time.
People can only witness history.
History cannot be changed.
How many years.
This is a truth that cannot be challenged.
No one can shake it.
After leaving Snape's office, Ian immediately ran back to Defence Against the Dark Arts's classroom - the lucky thing was that Ian finally caught up with Defence Against the Dark Arts, but the regret was that he only caught up with the end of the class and could only watch a group of little wizards walk out of the classroom with fear and excitement.
"Oh! Gilderoy. Professor Lockhart is simply awesome! Although his class is scary, we really learn something from it! He actually showed us how to deal with Imperius Curse!"
"Did you see the way that Centaur tried to escape, and then was locked in place by magic? It yelled at us, and Gilderoy. Professor Lockhart made its mouth disappear directly!"
"Do you think the last Centaur is dead or not? I feel that its heart is probably completely dead... When you stuffed the wand directly into its butt, it didn't even move!"
"It deserves it! I just hate that my wand isn't long enough!"
"That's right, that's right, didn't you see the little professor's roommate was kicked by it and flew to the wall? Just like Gilderoy. Grindelwald said, these Centaur are all beasts."
Standing at the door of the classroom.
Listening to the chattering discussion among the little wizards who came out, Ian felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He had obviously missed many, many wonderful scenes on Defence Against the Dark Arts.
Even when the little wizards greeted him, he felt that it was difficult to force a smile. This was obviously all due to the old bat who liked to cosplay the little wizards in the office.
"At least he promised to help me bring something back to the orphanage for Christmas..." Ian could only comfort himself in this way. He found nothing that could be taken away in the empty Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom - probably because of Dementor's previous reasons, Gilderoy. Grindelwald didn't even leave a piece of cloth in the classroom.
"Michael, I heard that you were kicked against the wall. William did you take any photos of the scene?" During dinner, Ian saw Michael with his head wrapped in a bandage.
And William, who raised his hand in the face of his inquiry and showed the fracture injuries of his hands - it turns out that the little professor's roommate who was kicked to the wall in the little wizard's mouth is not a singular word.
"That Professor Lockhart is so bad. He actually asked me and Michael to deal with a Centaur. That Centaur really wants to kill everyone here!"
"I think this professor should be imprisoned Azkaban!" William complained to Ian with lingering fear, his expression full of dissatisfaction with Gilderoy. Grindelwald.
"It kicked me on the head. It really hurt!"
Michael is also terrified.
Compared with the little black brother who never forgets to show off his chicken legs even after his concussion, William continues to complain and greets the whole family of Gilderoy. Grindelwald.
He obviously didn't know who he was scolding.
Ian, who was sitting nearby and listening silently, looked up at Gilderoy. Grindelwald on the professor's chair - he only hoped that his roommate, who aspired to become the new generation Acolytes, would never discover the true identity of Gilderoy. Grindelwald. Of course, what was more important was that the fanatical believers and family members of his good roommate must not know what happened today.
Otherwise.
When William's family did not personally send William on the voyage due to family ties, Ian felt that he might have to prepare a bed for William in Wool's Orphanage.
"Speak less, speak less..." Ian stuffed a big turkey head into William's mouth. Although Thanksgiving has not come yet, turkey is a common food, and today is the eve of Halloween, so Hogwarts's dinner was more sumptuous than usual.
Even the entire Great Hall has been decorated, with a thousand bats flapping constantly on the walls and ceiling, and a thousand dark clouds swarming in the Great Hall.
Many huge pumpkins have been made into lanterns. These pumpkins are so big that they can even be made into boats. They are much larger than when Ian saw them at Hagrid before.
The atmosphere is set off very well.
There are even several movable human skeletons, holding different musical instruments in their hands, walking back and forth in the hall to perform hellish-style music for the little wizards.
It really has a Halloween style. The bassist, drummer, guitarist, accordion player, and piano player are all the kind of skeletons of different heights that giggle weirdly.
When we walked to Ravenclaw Table, Ian touched it curiously... It was actually a pure human skeleton. I don't know what era he was a general teacher.
"Oh, don't touch my head!" William was slapped on the Tianling Gai by one of the hidden skeletons. His turkey butt couldn't even close his mouth and finally stopped complaining about Teacher Defence Against the Dark Arts. All the students felt it was novel and a little intimidated, but there were also many who dared to get started like Ian.
Perhaps due to Gilderoy. Grindelwald, wizards of all grades are obviously a lot bolder. These gentle skeletons are far friendlier than those seen on Defence Against the Dark Arts.
"Dumbledore is confused!"
Ian still felt incredible that Grindelwald appeared in Hogwarts. On the way to the dinner just now, he overheard a young sixth-grade couple discussing Defence Against the Dark Arts. They also mentioned Gilderoy. Grindelwald also hinted in their class that some wizards who were eager for powerful magic could go to the office to find him after class.
What powerful magic?
Cruciatus Curse?
Killing Curse?
Or a gas stove?
Perhaps students of Hogwarts no longer have to worry about not having the opportunity to study at Nurmengard, because some people seem to have moved Nurmengard directly to Hogwarts!
"Is Voldemort really going to face a group of students who like Avada Kedavra next year?" Ian felt vaguely in his heart. He didn't know why he always felt that some learning environments were being changed.
[Gringotts was invaded by You-Know-Who! Goblin denied that anything was lost!] In addition to monsters and monsters on Halloween, the daily news is also the focus of everyone's discussion.
Especially this kind of unexpected event.
As owls even dressed up in Halloween style came to the Great Hall, little wizards of all ages became excited. This was probably the first time such a thing had happened to Gringotts in recent years.
Even the professors looked incredulous.
"Who is it! You are so bold!" Gilderoy. Grindelwald's performance was really exaggerated. He looked horrified as if he had never done anything similar before.
"Fortunately, I have no deposit in Gringotts."
Ian is probably the person who least cares about Gringotts being robbed.
He even thought that Goblin might be directing and acting themselves.
"Okay, okay! I've finally waited for you!"
After the dinner.
Seeing Gilderoy. Grindelwald take away Aurora, Ian immediately took out his own Marauder's Map, He finally saw Dumbledore's name on the map today - Dumbledore, who had not been back for a long time, was actually absent from Hogwarts's Halloween party.
This is obviously completely inconsistent with Dumbledore's usual behavior.
"Hiss, he must be old and confused. He wants to slowly give up the position of principal to Aurora's grandfather. Grindelwald has slept in his office several times these days!"
A mind-blowing idea.
Ian couldn't help but want to run to Headmaster's Office to arrest the old principal who sneaked back to the school, but as soon as he walked out of the door of the Great Hall, he was stopped by Snape who looked coy.
"Did you ruin what you ruined?"
Snape's eyes were fixed on Ian's face.
"I've always been obedient. It's no longer in the library." Ian blinked and chose to respond with the truth. Of course, he would not let Snape seize the opportunity to reprimand him.
"Destroyed... very good, it seems you have taken my words to heart." Snape's eyes flickered a few times, but his expression didn't seem too happy.
There is an indescribable complex feeling.
Relieved?
Feeling a little disappointed again... Under the gaze of Ian, the old bat did not continue to ask about anything else. He just flicked the cloak behind his robe and left Great Hall quickly.
"Maybe you should sleep more, your eyes are already black as coal!" He reminded loudly at Snape's back. Ian was really worried that Snape would turn himself into a lich.
After watching Snape disappear from sight without giving any response, Ian started running again, and by the way, he confirmed that Ariana's letter was still in his robe.
Along the way.
Even the little wizard who greeted him just waved in response and ran to Seventh Floor out of breath. Ian was really worried that the old principal would just come back to use the toilet and disappear.
The outside of Headmaster's Office.
The huge and extremely ugly stone beast squatted at the door as always. It had a ferocious face and sharp claws, as if it was ready to pounce on any intruder who dared to get close.
"Password!"
The stone beast made a dull sound to Ian.
"Jelly Slug."
This is the last password.
But it was obvious that the principal had already changed this.
The stone beast was still staring at Ian with no intention of jumping away.
"Drooble's Best Blowing Gum."
Ian didn't get an invitation, so he could only guess at the password for the gate. However, his luck was obviously not that bad. The motionless stone beast still didn't respond to its password.
"Lemon Sherbet."
Keep guessing.
Still can't open the door.
"Cockroach Cluster!"
Ian thought for a while and came up with a possible password - the stone beast moved. However, it just shook its head at Ian and still lay at the door without moving out of the way.
"Open the door!"
Ian really couldn't think of any other snacks that Dumbledore liked to eat. He kicked the stone beast angrily, but he never thought that the stone beast would jump aside first and expose the wall behind it.
"Hiss~"
Ian didn't expect that he would kick the ball empty.
"You are so interesting~"
He glanced at the stone beast in surprise, then trotted up the stairs and came to the wooden door of Headmaster's Office. The half-open door revealed the bright light in the room.
It doesn't close automatically.
It is as if the owner of the room is waiting for the visitor to arrive.
"Are you waiting for me?"
Ian peeked secretly through the crack in the door.
I saw Albus. Dumbledore sitting behind the desk. Under the flickering candlelight on the table, he kept turning something golden in his hand.
The old principal's eyes were very focused.
Ian identified it carefully.
The thing that is constantly being rotated by Dumbledore shines with the luster of gold.
It is a cup with a solid gold handle.
I will try to adjust the update time tomorrow and try to update as early as possible, so the number of words today is slightly less...
(End of chapter)