My Understanding Is Incredible, I Built A Floating City In Hogwarts

She began to have in-depth discussions with Levin on all aspects of the planning project.

The more the two discussed, the more their ideas broadened, and new ideas kept popping up in the girl's mind:

"In this case, I will continue to improve the remaining plans based on the ideas just discussed."

Hermione said somewhat excitedly.

However, she soon showed a troubled expression, "However, I am still a little worried about asking Professor Snape for advice on how to handle potions..."

Levin saw Hermione's concerns, he smiled slightly and comforted:

"Don't worry, Hermione. I'll handle this problem. I'll find a suitable opportunity to ask Professor Snape for advice... If that doesn't work, I can still spend my own time studying."

Levin was full of confidence and felt that he was sure to convince Professor Snape.

After all, Snape was willing to teach him some unique skills, which was enough to prove that the other party valued him in some aspects.

Levin didn't like procrastination, so he decided to talk to Professor Snape after Potions class the next day.

When the bell rang for the last period, students packed up their things and left the classroom, but Levin deliberately stayed.

"Professor Snape."

Hearing Levin's voice, Professor Snape raised his head from the messy pile of bottles and cans, his brows furrowed and his face full of impatience.

He never had a good impression of students who disturbed his work, but this one in front of him seemed to be a little different.

"Professor Snape, you have taught me many unique methods of making potions in the past few years, which have benefited me a lot." He expressed his gratitude seriously.

Snape looked at Levin, the impatience in his heart lessened a little. He looked at the table with his quill and said calmly: "Tell me the important point."

Levin nodded and got straight to the point: "Professor, I found that many of your unique skills are very suitable for large-scale production of potions in a non-human way. I am currently studying the 997 problem in this area. I wonder if you are interested in joining the related project? Research?"

"Non-human means? Large-scale production of potions?"

There was a subtle hint of interest on Snape's face, but he immediately covered up the expression with a straight face.

With a straight face, he seemed to be thinking about Levin's proposal. After a while, he took out a worn book from the cabinet next to him and threw it to Levin.

Levin took the book and saw "Advanced Potion Making" written on the cover. The author was Liba Xiu Pollachi.

Seeing this book, Levin was surprised at first, then thought of something and turned the book over.

Through [True Seeing], Levin can see that at the bottom of the back cover, there is a small, very compact line of text: This book belongs to the Half-Blood Prince.

Sure enough, this is what Harry accidentally got in the original book, Professor Snape's notes.

Levin's heartbeat quickened, and he quickly flipped through the pages of the book. Sure enough, he found many potion tips and original spells in it. These were the results of Snape's years of research.

Levin raised his head and looked at Snape: "Professor, this book..."

"Most of my results are in this book," Snape interrupted Levin. "Come to me if you have any other questions after reading it.

Although he still had a bad look on his face throughout the whole process, Levin knew that this was Professor Snape's intention to agree to join his research.

Levin solemnly put the book into his arms, and then said to him: "Professor, I am very grateful for your generous help. But there is a lot of this knowledge that I want to apply to business activities. I wonder if you can Do you agree with me doing this?"

"Okay, you can go out."

Now that it was given to Levin, Snape didn't think about how he would use it. He continued to lower his head, picked up a bottle of potion, took a sniff, and marked "D" for Tu Tiantian on the roster next to him with disgust.

"Professor, when the mass production technology is successful, I will give you dividends." Levin added.

Professor Snape frowned, looking a little impatient: "I don't need your money, you can leave now."

Now he just wants to quickly complete the identification of these antidote potions.

After the death of Lily Evans, Snape seemed to have lost his former enthusiasm for the potions knowledge he once cherished.

In the past, he might have exchanged this knowledge for mountains of gold galleons, but now, everything has become meaningless.

"Professor, I understand that you may not care about money," Levin frowned and had an idea, "but I have to give this dividend. In this case, I plan to use the dividend that originally belonged to you to establish a charity fund. To help wizards who aspire to become potions masters. I think we could name it the E$ Fund'.

ES, the initials of Lily Evans and Severus Snape.

As soon as Levin finished speaking, a strange look flashed across Professor Snape's face.

He apparently got what Levin was implying.

Snape's face twitched slightly, as if he was trying to suppress his inner emotions. He seemed to be stimulated by the name with such obvious meaning. Hesitating between being disgusted and relieved, the eyes on his raised face dropped.

After a moment of silence, Professor Snape spoke with a slight trembling: "Just call it the Lily Foundation."

Levin's psychic powers couldn't have an effect on a master of [Occlumency] like Snape, but he could still vaguely feel that the other person seemed to be in a good mood.

Although Professor Snape looks cold and hard on the surface, deep down he still retains his deep longing and tenderness for Lily.

At this time, Professor Snape seemed to suddenly remember something and said to Levin: "This semester, you don't need to come to Potions class. They want to copy how you do it as soon as they do the Potions homework. Your presence here will affect How other students are learning.”

After saying that, he pointed to the D on the roster,

"Also," Professor Snape added, "my N.E.W.T. class only admits students with 'O' grades."

Levin was in a good mood after receiving an unexpected surprise. He carried Professor Snape's worn-out book "Advanced Potion Making" in his arms and left the gloomy Potions classroom with light steps.

Just as he was about to step onto the threshold of the auditorium, a sweet call pulled him back like sticky syrup.

"Mr. Green, please wait a moment (bgef)."

Levin turned his head and saw Dolores Umbridge standing not far away, wearing a fluorescent pink robe that shone dazzlingly in the sun, like a giant candy thickly covered in frosting. The smile on her face was so sweet that it could almost squeeze out honey, but Levin felt inexplicably bored.

"Ms. Umbridge, what's the matter?" Levin asked as politely as possible, but secretly murmuring: Why is she here?

Umbridge's voice interrupted Levin's thoughts. He was about to go to Dean Flitwick to apply for exemption from classes. Even if he could only be exempted from the Charms class, it would save him a lot of time.

Umbridge twisted his fat body and slowly approached Levin, like a pink caterpillar. Her voice was low and flattering: "Mr. Green, I accidentally overheard your conversation with Principal Dumbledore just now. I have an idea that may be able to help you."

Levin raised his eyebrows slightly, his curiosity slightly aroused: "Oh? Please tell me."

Umbridge looked around mysteriously, and then continued after making sure there was no one else: "I don't understand why Principal Dumbledore refused to give you the opportunity to be exempted from classes, and insisted on letting you take courses that are not helpful to you. , this is simply a waste of time! In my opinion, he is too old, and his educational philosophy has long been outdated. He is too pedantic and old-fashioned, and he does not know how to cultivate talented students like you."

She said so much in one breath, then raised her head eagerly, squinting at Levin's face, as if expecting his response.

However, Levin just kept a polite smile and his eyes were calm, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Umbridge's voice became more humble and respectful, "I have discussed this matter with Minister Fudge in advance, and he very much agrees with providing some substantial conveniences for the best students at Hogwarts. In this way, you can be more Focus on what you think is important. After all, for a wizard as gifted as you, any achievements you make will bring benefits to the entire magical world."

She paused for a moment, as if she mentioned casually: "Of course, the Ministry of Magic cannot directly interfere with the internal management of Hogwarts at present, but a new law will be issued soon. As long as the law can be implemented smoothly, You can also get enough convenience from it. This will not only benefit you, but also make the relationship between Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic more harmonious. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone, isn't it?"

When Umbridge said these words, his head was slightly lowered, so he did not notice the flash of mockery on Caiwen's face.

Levin learned the contents of the conversation between Umbridge and Fudge through psychic powers:

It turned out that after Umbridge reported his conflict with Dumbledore to Fudge, he proposed this so-called "convenience plan" in an attempt to exchange Levin's promise not to prevent the Ministry of Magic from further intervening in Hogwarts.

Their wishful thinking was very clear: as long as there was no "stumbling block" like Levin, they could fight with Dumbledore for control of Hogwarts more unscrupulously. The means and methods of fighting will also increase.

When Fudge first heard Umbridge's report, he thought the plan seemed good and even expressed his appreciation for Umbridge.

However, when he learned that Umbridge planned to implement the plan without consulting Levin himself, he immediately became furious and scolded Umbridge.

Minister Fudge pointed at Umbridge's nose angrily and scolded loudly: "How dare you directly implement the plan without asking for his opinion? Why do you think that as long as you put forward conditions, others will definitely agree? What if your plan is in If you accidentally hurt his people without making it clear, what do you think the consequences will be? Let me tell you, don’t underestimate this little wizard’s status in Jaina’s faction!”

His tone was strong and stern, pouring out the dissatisfaction and anger in his heart.

Umbridge was intimidated by his momentum and was speechless for a moment.

Minister Fudge took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions.

He knew that now was not the time to lose his temper, so he softened his tone and said: "In this regard, you need to treat him as Gianna herself. If you are not careful enough

It will push Jaina's faction to Dumbledore's side. In short, before implementing your plan, you must seek Levin Green's advice and try to facilitate it. "

Fudge's harsh criticism and orders obviously made Umbridge resentful, but he did not dare to disobey Minister Fudge's orders. She nodded to show that she understood. .