Potion Master

"Don't move!"

Hermione playfully slapped Bell, it was hard to tell whether she was scolding Bell for rubbing against her chest or for Bell gloating.

Incidentally, knowing that Bell's injuries hadn't fully healed, Hermione's pats were very light. Perhaps "stroking" would be a more accurate description than patting?

"Bell, do you think something might go wrong?"

After Bell had finally had his fill of rubbing against her, Hermione asked with concern.

As a lawful good person, she feels very uneasy about the chaos currently unfolding in live streams.

"Don't worry, Voldemort's been taken down, what else could happen?"

Chaos is bound to happen.

The culprit who caused the unrest was none other than Bell, who was nestled in his girlfriend's arms watching the commotion.

After all, as the largest "Reactionary Force" in the British Wizarding World, how could the Menethil Family possibly let go of such a good opportunity?

The credit for this victory over Voldemort and the Death Eater was entirely attributed to Snelli Vastod.

(Snelli Vastod, a member of the Menethil Family, was infiltrated into the Ministry of Magic and currently serves as a squad Auror Squad Leader.)

This feat, which Dumbledore failed to accomplish, will surely greatly enhance Snailey's status and influence within the Ministry of Magic.

It's not entirely impossible that he could even succeed Fudge as the new Minister of Ministry of Magic.

At the very least, becoming the head of the Auror Office should be no problem.

After all, there are really very few people doing real work in the Ministry of Magic right now. After Fudge steps down, the number of people who are capable and qualified to take over as Minister for Magic can be counted on one hand.

Rufus Scrimgeour, who serves as the Director of Auror Office, is the strongest contender.

However, just thinking about all these messy things gave Bell a headache, let alone explaining them to Hermione in detail.

Anyway, it's not a big deal. He might as well use that time to think about what to eat for lunch.

In the entire British Wizarding World, probably only Bell would think that the change of Minister for Magic is no big deal.

Happy and joyful times are always too short.

As evening fell, after dinner, Bell walked alone through the corridors of Hogwarts, heading familiarly down into the castle's underground.

'Knock knock~'

He gently knocked twice on the wooden door in front of him, and after hearing a "come in" from inside, Bell pushed the door open and slowly walked in.

"Bell? Is there something you need?"

As the unusual guest walked into his office, a sense of foreboding crept into Snape's heart.

Unlike the other professors, Snape, with his keen observation and frequent contact with the Bell siblings, was very clear about the situation. The most troublesome person at Hogwarts right now wasn't Shanna from their Slytherin House, but rather the usually quiet Bell in front of him.

What was that saying again?

A dog that bites doesn't bark!

Unfortunately, Professor McGonagall was unaware of Snape's inner thoughts; otherwise, their relationship would have improved significantly, and his favorability towards Snape would have increased by at least 50 points.

Increased from -500 to -450.

However, as his largest material supplier, Snape couldn't afford to offend Bell. Therefore, he could only grit his teeth and watch this wretched brat do as he pleased.

"Professor, what kind of look is that? I came here today because I have good news to tell you, and your expression is really hurting me."

Noticing the disdain and resistance in Snape's eyes, Bell looked utterly aggrieved.

So why was he being treated like a jinx when he was clearly playing the role of a lucky charm?

"Hehe..."

"Professor, regarding next month's material supply..."

"Ahem! I mean, have you eaten dinner? If not, I happen to have some food here, just from the kitchen. Would you like some?"

As the saying goes, "When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head." Even someone as tough as Snape has a soft side.

"No need, I've already eaten."

Just kidding, Bell wouldn't dare eat the food Snape gave him.

Who is Snape?

That's a Potion Master!

He's also a cunning and treacherous Slytherin Potion Master!

Even the healing Potions used in the Hospital Wing, Snape dared to add something to them.

Who knows what kind of weird stuff was added to the food he took out?

If he were to fall for it by accident and be controlled by Snape, Professor Moody, who had taught him for so long, would be furious!

Considering that Professor Moody is still recuperating at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, Bell really felt bad about causing the old man any more trouble.

"Alright, Professor, let's stop joking. I'm here today on serious business."

Adjusting his unreliable expression, Bell looked at Snape with unusual seriousness.

"Is it serious business? Has something happened to Shanna again?"

Aside from Shanna, Snape couldn't think of any other business Bell would have to ask him for.

So whose Wand did Shanna break this time?

"No, Shanna is doing well lately; it's something else entirely."

"Professor, would you like to be the headmaster of Hogwarts?"

Standing in front of Snape's desk, Bell leaned forward, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"Principal? Ha! Are you still half asleep?"

Although I don't know exactly what happened, it seems like the other person has lost their mind today.

So should he take the opportunity to trick the other person into drinking the Potions he had prepared beforehand?

"I'm perfectly lucid now, Professor. You can take a look at this."

As he spoke, Bell took a roll of parchment out of his pocket and placed it in front of Snape, indicating that the latter could open it and take a look.

Then, he leisurely pulled over a chair and casually sat down.

Snape glanced at Bell with a puzzled look, but still did as Snape was told, took the scroll of parchment, and opened it to read.

"How is that possible!?"

In less than a minute, Snape had read the entire small parchment from beginning to end.

Then he suddenly stood up, knocking the chair he was sitting on to the ground with a loud 'thud,' which echoed jarringly in the quiet office.

Staring intently at the Magic Mark at the very bottom of the parchment, Snape checked it again and again, afraid that he was seeing things.

But even if one's eyesight is failing, one's perception of magic is never wrong, so Snape knew very well that all of this was true.

"Nothing is impossible. Or do you, Professor, think this decision is outrageous?"

Sitting steadily in his chair, Bell looked at the shocked Snape with a half-smile.

It's not easy to see that kind of expression on Snape's face, who has a stoic expression.