Chapter 290 Snape, don’t you know what gratitude is? (Please subscribe, please vote)

dark! silence!

Snake head yellow light

I...seem to be...attacked

defensive armor spell

Snape relied on his long-trained mental power and powerful soul. Although he was petrified, his consciousness still maintained slow activity.

I don’t know how much time has passed, but the thoughts in my mind have not finished running.

suddenly

Buzz!

An alluring aroma of spicy and spicy food hit your face, followed by the smell of tender meat.

puff! puff!

The sound of water flowing and hot water boiling sounded in my ears.

All this is like a silver needle, directly stimulating the brain. The brain seems to be unchained, very relaxed and fast, and thoughts in the mind are constantly emerging.

Darkness disappears and light emerges.

"Armor protection!"

The moment his consciousness returned to normal, Snape subconsciously recited a spell quickly and cast the Iron Armor Curse.

What does it seem to be defending against?

But then

"Snape, try this piece of beef. It still tastes good and is very tender."

Snape was stunned and his expression changed.

He found that his magic power disappeared and a familiar voice came to his ears.

Then, what came into view was Lockhart opposite and the steaming iron pot.

As Lockhart's voice fell, before Snape could react, he found a piece of meat falling into the bowl in front of him.

Snape reacted silently and quickly lowered his head to check the cold feeling coming from his right arm.

It was a magic bracelet. You guessed it right, it should be the source of your magic power.

next moment.

Snape looked up and glanced around, and found that it was already daytime, and in addition to Lockhart, there was also a black-haired female Muggle opposite. No, the other party should not be a Muggle.

The opponent's body exudes strange energy fluctuations and a dangerous aura.

Not far away, a group of Muggles who looked like service staff were holding some dishes and meat in their hands, and seemed to be preparing something.

"Snape, stop looking and try this beef. It's very tender and delicious."

At this moment, Lockhart looked at Snape who opened his eyes and glanced around, and said softly.

"Lockhart, where are we?" Snape looked at Lockhart expressionlessly and said as if to remind him, "Lockhart, it's daytime now, we have to go to class."

Hearing what Snape said, Lockhart smiled and greeted Erica next to him: "Erica, come on, try this piece of beef. The ingredients in this store are very fresh."

After Erica heard this, she nodded, picked out a small piece of beef from the pot, put it into her bowl, and ate it slowly.

Seeing this, Lockhart also picked up a piece of freshly cooked beef from the hot pot, dipped it in some seasoning, put it in a bowl, and tasted it carefully.

Snape looked at this scene, and an unknown fire rose in his heart, but he suppressed it for a moment.

After Lockhart finished eating the piece of beef, he wiped his mouth and said calmly: "Don't worry, Snape, you should know that I have always been very careful and cautious in my work."

"You can relax on this."

After hearing what Lockhart said, Snape felt a chill in his heart and felt a chill down his back for some unknown reason.

But his face remained expressionless and he didn't speak. He silently observed his surroundings, seeming to be looking for an opportunity to escape.

Now is not the time to feel guilty. The magic is imprisoned, in an unknown place, I am absent from class, and Dumbledore does not show up.

All of this told him that he was in big trouble now.

suddenly

"Snape, do you know what year this is?"

A narrow voice from Lockhart came to his ears.

This made Snape, who had been observing for four weeks, freeze his eyes. He saw something similar to a clock not far away.

It says: October 26, 2011, 9:56 am.

"It's been 19 years?" Snape's voice was a little hoarse. In his mind, he should be in 1992.

Immediately afterwards, he reacted and said in a positive tone: "Impossible, absolutely impossible after 19 years."

"Why?" Lockhart picked out a piece of shrimp from the pot, put it in a bowl, and asked Snape as if chatting.

"Lockhart, there is no need to play these little tricks." Snape said coldly: "It is impossible for me not to notice the erosion of time on the body, especially after 19 years."

"Snape, you are so smart." Lockhart said with praise after putting the shrimp in the bowl into his mouth, "But there is one thing I must tell you."

"Now, it's really 2011."

Hearing this, Snape looked unbelieving, but his heart gradually sank.

From what he knew about Lockhart, he would not joke around on this kind of issue.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Snape turned his head and looked out the window, looking at the unfamiliar scene through the transparent glass.

Strange, brand-new buildings, a lot of electronic screens, high-rise buildings, and the slight sound of car horns can be heard from time to time.

This made his expression change.

Just as he stood up, Erica across from him seemed to realize something and quickly stood up to prevent her from leaving.

Lockhart, on the other hand, stretched out his right hand to stop Erica, and said with a smile: "Let's eat meat, don't disturb my old friend from observing the new place."

After Snape heard this, his defensive posture disappeared. He took a look and sat down, still making hot pot and waiting for Lockhart.

He didn't make a sound, just walked to the window silently.

Through the window, he looked at the tall buildings in the distance and the large number of Muggles wandering below.

The novel buildings, the large flow of people, and the prosperous urban scene all told him that this place was probably no longer in the UK.

At the same time, he secretly raised his right arm, carefully examined the runes on the bracelet, and adjusted the magic power in his body.

It seems that they want to take advantage of this opportunity to crack or escape.

However.

"Snape, give up and have more faith in me. If I were a fool, I wouldn't be alive now."

Lockhart's voice reached his ears, and Snape silently lowered his arms.

Turn around and sit towards your seat.

After sitting down, before he could open his mouth, he heard Lockhart reminding him again: "Snape, the beef in your bowl will get cold if you don't eat it."

Upon hearing this, Snape lowered his head and looked at the bowl in front of him, as well as the chopsticks, knives, forks, etc. next to him.

After thinking about it, he picked up a small fork, inserted the beef, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

It's beef, very tender and fresh, and there are no abnormalities in temperature changes.

Not a fantasy!

"Snape, how does it taste?" Lockhart asked with a smile when he saw Snape finish eating.

"It tastes okay."

Although he didn't know what kind of trick Lockhart was playing, Snape still answered cautiously.

"This is reality, not an illusion." Snape made his judgment in a positive tone.

"Oh, why do you say that?" Lockhart seemed a little surprised and asked directly.

"The details, the flow of the wind, the friction of the arms, the heat of the sun, the texture of the meat, etc. are all the same as reality."

"Illusion can never reach this level."

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Upon hearing Snape's judgment, Lockhart clapped his hands gently and said encouragingly: "As expected of a dark wizard who once worked for Voldemort, his abilities are beyond words."

Hearing Lockhart's praise, Snape remained expressionless.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Lockhart, I apologize to you for the potion."

"Don't worry, I will never reveal your possession of a basilisk to anyone, including Dumbledore."

After he woke up, he quickly thought about the entire process of his attack.

A snake head, yellow eyes, petrified, completely unconscious.

He quickly thought of the magical creature cultivated by a top dark wizard—the basilisk!

After hearing this, Lockhart said calmly: "Snape, I can't believe your promise."

"I had a lot of trust in you before. You must have earned at least a thousand Galleons from our transactions."

"The result is that you really impressed me."

By the end, Lockhart's tone had turned to sarcasm.

After Snape heard this, he was speechless. Since he had made a decision, he naturally had no regrets or guilt.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Lockhart, is there anything you need me to do? I can make up for it."

In the current situation, if Dumbledore doesn't show up, he is in danger.

He hadn't seen the Dark Lord die yet, he couldn't die yet.

Hearing what Snape said, Lockhart smiled without saying anything.

He turned his head and waved to the waiter not far away.

After the waiter saw it, he immediately ran over and listened attentively to the guest's instructions.

"Waiter, bring the meat. The beef just now was good. Please give me more."

"Okay, sir."

As he spoke, he took a step back, gently tugged on his collar, and whispered into the microphone: "I'll order five, no, ten portions of Kobe beef, the best quality."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the side, bent down, and said softly to Lockhart: "Sir, wait a moment, the beef will be here soon."

With Lockhart's gentle wave, the manager stepped back and stopped interrupting the conversation between the guests.

Snape watched this scene without making any move, quietly waiting for Lockhart's reply.

"Snape, try the hot pot, and these beef and vegetables."

"This is one of my favorite foods."

After hearing what Lockhart said, Snape remained expressionless and motionless, as if he wanted to hear some answer from Lockhart.

Then

"Snape, you really need to change your temper." Seeing Snape's reaction, Lockhart said with emotion, "No wonder Lily would leave you."

Hearing Lockhart mention his beloved Lily, he also brought up the source of his pain.

Snape's anger suddenly rose, and he couldn't help but stand up, wanting to teach Lockhart a lesson.

However.

"sit down!"

Just as Snape stood up, he felt a huge force pressing down on him and immediately sat down.

"Lockhart, just tell me what you want to do." Snape said with a gloomy face and a cold tone, but there was still anger that could not be concealed in his cold tone.

"Snape, are you angry?" Lockhart picked out a pale pink fish ball from the hot pot, put it into his bowl, and said calmly: "Isn't what I said the truth?"

"Although Lily left you because of black magic, she still has something to do with your bad temper."

Lockhart's words were like a bucket of ice water poured on Snape, making him wake up instantly.

But he remained silent.

Lockhart was not surprised when he saw this. Lily was the eternal pain in Snape's heart, but she was also the best medium to control him.

"Snape, I heard you say before that your goal is to avenge Voldemort, even if you die."

"Is it right?"

Lockhart picked up the fish balls that had just been dipped in seasoning. After speaking, he put them in his mouth and tasted them carefully.

Snape looked closely at Lockhart opposite him and nodded silently.

He said this in front of Lockhart, so there was no need to hide it.

"Harry Potter is Lily's child, and his eyes are very similar to Lily's."

"Do you want to care about his life or death?"

After hearing what Lockhart said, Snape said in a hoarse voice: "Dumbledore will take care of Harry Potter for me."

"Oh, that's it." Lockhart seemed a little surprised and said, "Yes, there is something I don't know if I should tell you?"

"Something to do with killing Voldemort."

"You said it." Snape said coldly, but there was a bad feeling in his heart.

"Voldemort is still alive. The way he lives is through Horcruxes. As long as there is a Horcrux, Voldemort will never die."

Hearing this, Snape's bad premonition grew stronger and he asked directly: "Lockhart, what do you mean?"

"What I mean is very simple. If you want to kill Voldemort, you only need to find all his Horcruxes. Don't you understand?"

Lockhart picked up a bunch of vegetables from the pot, placed them in Snape's bowl, and said softly, "Try this vegetable."

"Vegetables are not bad. After eating, I will tell you a little secret."

After hearing what Lockhart said, Snape was silent for a moment, picked up the fork next to him, took the vegetables in the bowl and put it into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and then looked at Lockhart.

Seeing this, Lockhart raised the chopsticks in his hand and joked: "Snape, you can practice how to use chopsticks. Chopsticks are perfect for eating hot pot."

After Snape heard this, he didn't reply and kept looking at Lockhart, as if asking, what is the secret you are talking about?

"Don't worry, Snape, what I said will definitely surprise you."

"Control your emotions." Lockhart reminded with a smile.

"When Lily died, Voldemort died at the same time."

"If Dumbledore hadn't told you that Voldemort is not dead yet, and Lily's child is still alive, and will encounter life-threatening dangers in the future and need to be taken care of, I'm afraid you should go and accompany Lily now."

"Lockhart, how do you know?" Snape was a little surprised. He had never told Lockhart such a thing.

"Don't worry, let's talk slowly." Lockhart picked up a piece of tenderloin from the hot pot, put it in a bowl, took a bite, closed his eyes, and a happy expression appeared on his face, as if he was tasting the deliciousness of the meat. generally.

Soon, Lockhart opened his eyes and said slowly: "There is something that Principal Dumbledore has told you."

"If you want to kill Voldemort, you must kill Harry Potter and erase the last thing left by Lily."

"Do you know about this?"

After hearing what Lockhart said, Snape's previously accumulated anger suddenly burst out.

He held the table with both hands, as if he wanted to overturn it in one fell swoop, and poured the boiling soup in front of him directly onto Lockhart's hateful face.

However.

"calm!"

Lockhart's voice came, and Snape sadly found that his whole body was imprisoned again, and he could only sit in his seat, motionless.

"Snape, can't you be patient?"

"Look, you gave me medicated tea, and you were planning to take away the potion of my pure blood, and you even wanted to cleanse my memory."

"Look at me, I still have the patience to talk to you, chat with you, and treat you to hot pot."

"Don't you know what gratitude is?"

Lockhart asked in a cold voice.

If Snape wasn't still useful, if he wasn't worried about Dumbledore discovering something unusual, or if he wasn't keeping himself sane at all times.

At that time, he directly ordered the basilisk to swallow him in one bite.

No one can accept such a thing as being drugged and knocked unconscious by a trusted person.

Hearing Lockhart's cold tone, Snape calmed down.

"Snape, do you know how Harry killed Voldemort?" Lockhart said in a faint tone.

"Because Lily cast an ancient magic, Voldemort's death curse on Harry was counterattacked."

"The death in the end was hasty and a bit unbelievable, like a joke."

"But what you don't know is that after Voldemort died, his soul fragments were integrated into Harry's body, and he became Voldemort's Horcrux."

"This is why I said that if Voldemort wants to die, Harry must die too."

Hearing this, Snape was stunned.

He couldn't accept this answer.

Although he looked down upon Harry, he could not accept the death of Lily's only son.

"Does Principal Dumbledore know?" Snape asked in a hoarse voice, with a hint of hope in his tone.

"I'm not sure about this." Lockhart added another piece of tenderloin and put it into the bowl, and said calmly: "But if the principal knew about it, what would he do based on his temper?"

"You should also know very well."

Hearing this, Snape was silent.

He knows that if you really know Dumbledore's character, you will definitely kill Voldemort at the expense of Harry Potter's life.

Even if it cost him his own life, Dumbledore would do it.

Thinking of this, Snape felt a little desperate, and his whole body exuded the aura of grief that was greater than death.

Seeing this, Lockhart admired the look of despair on Snape's face, as if he had been hit hard.

Then, word by word, he spoke slowly.

"By the way, Snape, I have a way to resurrect Lily, do you want it?"