Magical Studies at Hogwarts...

Chapter 75 Second Visit to the Washroom

Snape's office still looked as gloomy as ever.

Upon entering, Ike pulled up a chair and sat down, leaning back against it, closing his eyes slightly, and adjusting his breathing. Snape, unconcerned, went into his private collection room, retrieved a bottle of blue potion, and handed it to him.

"Drink it!" The tone was as cold as ever.

I took it and drank it all in one gulp. The taste was surprisingly good, with a faint fruity aroma, much like fruit juice, but with a smoother texture.

"What is this, Professor?" Ike asked.

"Fisk's Restoration Potion." Snape lifted his robes, casually sat down in a chair, and stared at Ike without blinking. "Bronte Fisk, a potions master of the seventeenth century, this is one of the many potions he invented, which can alleviate the mental exhaustion of a wizard after the depletion of his magic."

"Of course, its biggest function is to make a wizard's magic power recover a little faster, by about 20%."

Ike, with a hint of longing in his eyes, put down the empty bottle and asked, "Professor, is there any more? I still feel a little unwell."

"That's it!" Snape replied coldly. "What did you think this was? Scabies potion? Even the Potions Master wouldn't dare claim to have created a Fisk Restoration Potion without a single mistake!"

"Okay, don't be angry, Professor, I was just asking."

Snape snatched the bottle from her, straightened her robes slightly, and said, "Tell me, why did you reveal your strength? As far as I know, this doesn't fit your character."

"To protect myself, Professor," Ike rubbed his forehead, "I received a gift on Christmas Day: the corpse of my pet."

"He's gone into hiding!"

"Hmph! This is the consequence you have to bear." Snape revealed a hint of mockery and indifference. "If you had obediently handed the notebooks to the professors, none of this trouble would have happened!"

"Except for that idiot Lockhart, of course..."

"I admit it was my mistake," Ike sighed softly. "But Professor, you should know why he hid it."

"Once the life-extending potion is successfully brewed, he'll definitely stir up trouble again!"

"But that doesn't explain what you did today!" Snape seemed impatient. "You know perfectly well how much trouble you've caused in the year and a half since you enrolled!"

"An unbreakable vow cannot be an excuse for your reckless behavior!"

"I need an explanation."

"The Dark Lord has what I need..." Ike said firmly, "but getting what I want from him is difficult, so I need power!"

"Power..." Ike's words reminded Snape of some past events. He murmured to himself before continuing, "Power can lead one astray, Mr. Strayder..."

"I have seen many people lost on the path of seeking power, and they all possess extraordinary talent!"

"How can you guarantee you won't get lost?"

Snape's eyes were as calm as still water. Ike looked directly at him without flinching and replied, "I won't!"

Their eyes met, and after a long while, Snape relaxed a little.

"Felius trusts you, and I hope you won't let him down." Snape said this as if it were nothing out of the ordinary, quite indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Ike shook his head and replied, "Of course..."

"In fact, there is one thing I need Professor Flitwick and your help with..."

"Hmph!" Snape scoffed. "Speak, what is it? I knew you had some wicked little plan."

Ike scratched his head, a hint of embarrassment in his eyes, and said, "You figured it out..."

"Actually, the reason I'm doing this today is because the news I'm about to tell you is quite explosive. If I don't demonstrate some strength, you probably won't let me participate in what's to come."

After organizing his thoughts, Ike continued, "In fact, I found the entrance to the secret room..."

"What!" Snape straightened up abruptly. "Why didn't you say so sooner!"

"Calm down, Professor!" Ike quickly steadied the somewhat agitated Snape. "Can you let me finish?"

"Go on!"

Seeing that Snape had sat back down, Ike continued, "After the attack, I looked up a lot of information, trying to find the location of the secret room."

"The process was very complicated, so I won't go into details. In short, I finally found the entrance to the secret room in the girls' restroom on the third floor."

"The bathroom? The one belonging to Myrtle?" Ike's words made Snape understand many things, and he already had a vague answer in his mind.

"So, you've been there?"

"Yes, Professor." Ike nodded. "I found some clues inside, and I also discovered the tools the Dark Lord used to orchestrate the attacks!"

"It's a basilisk!"

Snape remained calm, his hands crossed on his lap. "You suspect he'll finish brewing the potion in the Chamber of Secrets?"

"That's a possibility," Ike replied. "I'd like to check it out, but I'm not confident I can handle a serpent monster that's hundreds of years old."

"Heh..." Snape let out a chilling laugh. "Your guess was right. If it weren't for what happened today, I certainly wouldn't have allowed you to continue making such a foolish mistake!"

"So, Professor, you've agreed!" Ike said excitedly.

"You can go, but you must obey." Snape stood up, took out his wand, waved it, and a flash of silver light appeared before he disappeared through the doorway.

With a tug of his robe, Snape strode out, then, seeing Ike hadn't moved, turned back and said in his signature nasty tone, "Aren't you coming with me!"

The two walked one after the other towards the girls' restroom on the third floor. When they arrived at the restroom door, Ike found that Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, and Professor Sprout were also there.

Snape nodded slightly to the three professors, then shoved Ike into the middle.

"Speak! Say what you just told me again!"

Being watched by four professors felt awful, and even though he was prepared, he was still a little nervous. Ike took a deep breath, organized his thoughts, and explained what had happened.

As soon as he finished explaining, Professor McGonagall said sternly, "Mr. Stradl! How dare you go to such a dangerous place alone! It's outrageous! I object to you going in. Just open the door to the secret room and then go back to your dormitory!"

"But Professor..." Ike was about to say something when Professor Flitwick chimed in, "That's right, Ike, I agree with Minerva's opinion. You can't get involved anymore!"

"Minerva, Felius..." Snape said, "I think Mr. Strayder is good enough. You probably haven't heard, but he really made a splash today!"

"I think that, in terms of self-preservation alone, he is fully capable of doing so."

Under the questioning gazes of Professors McGonagall and Flitwick, Snape briefly recounted what had happened at the Dueling Club. Of course, true to his nature, he couldn't help but embellish the story.

Having been colleagues for so many years, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick knew Snape's personality very well and had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

"Are you really going to insist, Ike?" Professor Flitwick pushed up his glasses and looked at Ike seriously as he asked.

"Yes, Professor." Ike nodded firmly. "This is a mess I caused, and I must verify it myself!"

"Well..." Professor Flitwick hesitated for a moment before nodding, "You can go, but you must promise to follow our orders!"

"Yes, Professor!"

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