Dumbledore's Suspicions

While Harry and Ron were talking in a corner on the 5th floor.

At this moment, Snape's room, dimly lit and filled with large glass jars containing all sorts of sticky and disgusting animal and plant organs on shelves along the walls, resembled the laboratory of Frankenstein's monster.

It became lively for the first time.

Snape stood beside a glass jar containing the large eyeball, his lips twitching unhappily.

Not far away, on the usually empty floor, sits a sofa large enough to seat several Hagrid.

Several people were sitting on the sofa, each holding a letter and glancing at Snape from time to time.

Sitting on the far left was a serious-looking woman wearing square glasses, with her jet-black hair tied up in a tight bun.

Beside her was a short, stocky witch with a patched hat over her flowing hair, and her clothes and nails were covered in dirt.

On the far right is an unusually short male wizard with pointed ears, who seems to have Goblin blood.

In the very center of the sofa sat a stylish, handsome wizard who seemed completely out of place in the room.

They all seemed to want to say something, but they all subconsciously looked towards the center of the room—where Snape usually worked.

An elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in flamboyant clothes, was sitting in that chair.

Without a doubt, he is Dumbledore.

The person sitting on the sofa is clearly Minerva McGonagall, the Vice-Headmistress of Hogwarts and the Transfiguration teacher.

Secondly, there's Sprout, Professor Flitwick.

And in the middle is Sirius Black Family.

A person who would never normally step into this room.

In his words, "This place is filled with the smell of cowardice and disgusting Snape."

The other professors were the same; they usually talked together in the staff lounge or the Headmaster's Office.

To be honest, the style here isn't really to their liking.

But today, a piece of news brought them all here.

Academia is a circle.

Academic journals such as the Practical Potioneer, * Spell Innovation *, and Transfiguration Today often solicit articles from them and seek their opinions on publication.

Sirius, as the owner of the Britain's largest Daily Prophet, was also able to see these contents in advance.

Now, they have all received letters.

The letters all concerned Potions recipe they had never heard of before— Male-Male Pregnancy Potion.

"The Practical Potioneer" even sent four separate letters to inquire about the matter.

They subtly inquired with Professor McGonagall and the others whether they had inadvertently offended Professor Snape.

So much so that this Potions recipe, which has multiple verification records, was chosen to be published in ""Advanced Potions"," a small newspaper established in recent years.

Instead of them.

Because of the name and content of the recipe, everyone gathered here to ask Snape about it.

"Severus, this recipe is real."

"If we follow the recipe: Mandrake juice, Phoenix feathers, Fairies wings, genetic material from both wizards, and a small amount of Peruvian Vipertooth venom." Dumbledore put down the parchment in his hand.

He rubbed his twisted nose and looked at Snape.

"That's impossible."

This is just a boring recipe that I found in a corner locker.

Although I haven't checked it, the parchment is very new, and it looks like it was just written recently.

A prank by a bored student.

If Montague hadn't accidentally included it in the letter I wrote to ""Advanced Potions"".

"I'll probably just throw it in the fireplace and burn it." Snape shook his head.

"However, Pomona and I have heard long ago that you were researching Male-Male Pregnancy Potion for Dumbledore and Grindelwald."

Also, ""Advanced Potions"" is a new publication.

"Why are you writing to it?" Professor McGonagall shook her head.

She and Pomfrey exchanged a glance, then looked at Dumbledore and Snape.

They all suspected that this was a case of collusion.

This made them a little angry.

So what if it's true?

They were just curious and came over to watch the drama unfold.

Snape actually used such a ridiculous lie to deal with them.

"I also heard this rumor when I was in Azkaban."

From the mouth of an old man.

He was arrested for secretly selling prohibited Potions ingredients.

He had mentioned that Snape, the head of Slytherin, had inquired about a Muggle fish—the clownfish (a type of fish that can change from male to female and reproduce with males)—and wanted to buy one for research. Sirius chuckled mischievously.

Weren't we very busy during the recent summer vacation?

Grindelwald was also at Hogwarts at that time.

You know I'm very short.

Because of its Goblin bloodline, it makes almost no sound when it walks.

As I passed by the classroom that was then Defense Against the Dark Arts for those Werewolf Wizards, I heard the voices of Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

"Although I didn't hear it very clearly, the word 'Potions' did appear several times," Professor Flitwick added.

"Alright, I haven't given Professor Snape any personal tasks."

The current issue is the explosive population growth and subsequent impacts following the revelation of the Potions recipe in ""Advanced Potions"".

We need to contact the Ministry of Magic in advance.

To prevent things from developing in a negative direction, and incidentally, to issue some forward-looking policies in advance.

And Sirius.

I hope that after the publication of ""Advanced Potions"," you will collaborate with Professor Snape to publish his paper on the formula.

Severus, are you alright?

"Refine one of these Potions and write an article about it." Dumbledore waved his hand, his tone initially distant, then becoming somewhat warmer.

Snape: "."

It's true what they say: Severus is always in trouble, while Professor Snape is always at ease.

Even if Snape really didn't do that.

But he still couldn't help feeling aggrieved by Dumbledore's sudden change in tone and wording.

Sirius nodded.

They just left.

After realizing they couldn't get any more information, Professor McGonagall and her two companions said goodbye and disappeared from the room.

After everyone left.

"Severus. This formula really wasn't your creation?" Dumbledore looked at Snape with suspicion.

Why don't you suspect your old flame?

Maybe this is a hint he's giving you.

"As compensation, I'll give you a child?" Snape said irritably.

"Hiss!" Dumbledore tried to stand up, but Snape's words startled him so much that he sat back down in his chair.

That is indeed very possible.

He had just doubted Snape because, in terms of Potions skills, Snape was the strongest in the entire Hogwarts.

But he forgot about Grindelwald.

Among the Saints under Grindelwald.

It is also full of talented people.

Their goal is for wizards to enslave Muggle.

And the effect of this Potions is to reduce the low birth rate in the Wizarding World.

It is also a powerful stimulant to increase the strength of wizards.

Moreover, Grindelwald did indeed still have feelings for him.

Of course, he also has a little bit.