Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 247: Hogwarts Blown Up?

"The antidote Snape gave you himself?" In the ward, several young wizards surrounded Harry.

"Let's not drink it. I think you're fine as you are," Ron said. "What if it's poison? It's not worth the risk."

Harry's big green eyes widened. "Ron, I'm Harry! Harry! Your best friend! I'm your friend! You can't make me a girl forever!"

"Okay, never mind..." Ron said guiltily.

"While I don't think there's anything wrong with what you're doing," Hermione said, "I don't think Snape would dare to openly poison you in school, would he? After all, everyone knows he's in charge of treating you."

“Not everyone,” Tom said. “In fact, it’s just us and a few professors, since Harry doesn’t want to make his situation public.”

"If the professors trusted Snape enough, he could probably make up some excuse and get away with it."

Harry's shoulders slumped; that was what he was worried about too.

But the thought of living as a girl filled him with inexplicable fear.

"No, I have to try!"

He took out the potion, took a deep breath, and said, "If I die later, you must tell the other professors that Snape did it on purpose."

After he finished speaking, he opened the bottle cap and was about to drink the antidote when Qiu Zhang suddenly grabbed his hand. "Wait."

"Don't rush," the senior student said. "Why don't we ask other professors? Professor Murphy is also very knowledgeable about shapeshifting agents. Even if he can't create an antidote, he should be able to determine whether it's poisonous, right?"

"But it seems the professors are all on holiday. I just heard Professor Flitwick say he was going to have a drink with Professor Murphy at the Three Broomsticks. We're not even third year yet, so we can't go to Hogsmeade," Hermione said.

"Should we wait for the professor to come back?" Tom asked.

"Hogsmeade?" Ron's eyes suddenly lit up. "It seems like we can go... George and Fred said they discovered a secret passage a long time ago..."

……

"Duang!"

In a separate cubicle, Murphy filled an oversized mug, originally meant for butterbeer, with strong liquor and slammed it down in front of Snape.

"I'm going to sue you for kidnapping! Kidnapping a Hogwarts professor in broad daylight! You'll be thrown into Azkaban!" Snape was so angry that he started rambling incoherently.

He had already been put down by Murphy and forced to sit opposite him by Murphy's magic.

"You're going to sue me?" Murphy almost burst out laughing. "On what grounds?"

"I, Murphy, am a Hogwarts School Board member, one of the wealthiest men in the British wizarding world, and everyone in the Ministry of Magic is my friend. What makes you think you can bring me down?"

"You..." Snape was speechless. Yes, what else did he have besides being a Hogwarts professor?

He found it really difficult to defeat the other party, which made his earlier threat seem very weak.

He gritted his teeth, "What exactly are you going to do?"

Murphy pushed the glass of wine toward him. "Drink it."

Snape had just watched Murphy pour an entire bottle of liquor into a glass, and the guy even brazenly took out a small bottle from his pocket and mixed in some kind of potion.

Even Hagrid would have to lie down if he came with this drink.

"Why should I drink it?!"

However, with a "duang" sound, Murphy also placed a glass in front of him, filled it with strong liquor, and then poured the liquid from the small bottle into it, even more.

"I'll drink as much as you drink," Murphy said. "Dare you?"

"Are you crazy?" Snape stared at him, bewildered and finding him irrational.

Murphy grinned, his eyes flashing with an eerie light. "So what if I'm crazy?"

"Who in this world isn't crazy?"

"Aren't you crazy?"

"Isn't Dumbledore crazy?"

"They think I'm crazy because I disregard conventions, because I'm unconventional, because I dare to challenge authority, and because I dare to speak my mind. Maybe that's madness."

"But, to live a mediocre, law-abiding, and timid life, turning yourself into a tortoise, a donkey that only knows how to pull a millstone, isn't that fucking insane?!"

He said, looking at Snape, "Besides, you've even dared to drink the Despair Potion, what are you afraid of with just a glass of wine?"

Snape's eyes widened in shock. "Incomprehensible! What are you saying? Uncultured, undignified..."

"But saying it out loud makes me feel better," Murphy laughed.

"Damn it, I've been so bored these past few days..."

"Hogwarts is such a fucking awful place, it's not fit for a human to live here..."

"It's comparable to the Ministry of Magic..."

"Having classes every day is bad enough, but on top of that, we also have to follow the principal's orders? What gives us that right? Who gave us that authority?"

"You're going to complain to me about this?" Snape looked at him in surprise.

Murphy turned to look at him. "Don't you feel any resentment?"

Snape remained silent.

If we're talking about doing personal favors for the university president... then probably few professors have done more than him.

"Let me go," Snape said.

"You drank the wine."

"How am I supposed to drink if you're tied up?!" Snape glared at him.

"Not bad." Murphy suddenly raised an eyebrow. "You're angry. That's more like it."

"..." Snape really felt that the guy opposite him had some serious illness.

However, once Murphy had untied him, Snape looked at the glass of strong liquor in front of him, and suddenly, as if he had made up his mind, he picked it up and gulped down three large mouthfuls.

Murphy was shocked. Good heavens, this is a high-proof Scotch whisky mixed with truth serum. If you drink like this, you probably won't last three minutes.

"Hiccup..." Snape let out a hiccup because he had drunk too fast.

He looked at Murphy.

The latter laughed and said, "Ha, that's great."

He also picked up the big glass, gulped down three large mouthfuls, and put it on the table. There was even less wine left than Snape had.

"I'll drink as much as you drink," Murphy said again. "How about another bet?"

A blush visibly rose to Snape's face. "What are we betting on?"

"If you win, the bet from last time is wiped clean," Murphy said. "You've always been resentful, haven't you?"

"Hmph!" Snape glared at him fiercely. "If you hadn't used tricks, you wouldn't have been able to get past my Water of Life and Death."

"But I still won," Murphy said. "Haven't you learned your lesson? A win is a win, and the result decides everything."

Snape gritted his teeth. "And what if you win?"

Murphy looked at him, then suddenly smiled. "Come with me and blow up Hogwarts?"

(End of this chapter)