Facts proved that Professor Snape did not ask those three "loving" questions to every first-year student.
At least Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw didn't deserve it; perhaps Gryffindor had a chance to enjoy this treatment.
However, the most likely scenario was that this was still Harry's exclusive privilege.
After all, while his mother was Lily Potter, his father was James Potter.
Actually, Karl was quite curious: what would happen if Harry looked exactly like his mother, or if Harry were simply a girl named Harley?
A tender, loving father version of Snape...
Hiss! Why does that feel even scarier?
While Karl was letting his imagination run wild, Professor Snape had finished explaining how to brew the Potion to cure boils.
He told the Little wizards to brew it in pairs, while he walked around, ready to sarcastically criticize at any moment.
Nina pushed the snake fangs to Karl, telling him to grind them into powder.
She herself first put the horned slugs into the cauldron to stew, then weighed out the dried nettles and cleaned the porcupine quills.
While grinding the fangs, Karl whispered to Nina:
"I don't think I have any talent for Potion. Why can boiling these things into a soup cure boils?"
Nina processed the materials in her hands quickly and precisely, "It's fine, you have me."
"Keep an eye on the slugs in the cauldron, don't overcook them."
"Oh."
Professor Snape passed by their table and cast a disdainful look at Karl.
It was as if he were looking at a gigolo living off a woman, or a weakling clinging to someone's coattails.
Karl:...
As expected of you! How did you practice this mockery skill?
Why did you almost break my defenses just with a look, without saying a word?
I really want to throw the cauldron in your face!
After walking around the classroom, Professor Snape scolded several groups of Little wizards who had made mistakes.
And when he returned behind Karl, he suddenly froze.
Because on top of Karl's head appeared a little puffball, with a pair of innocent, big eyes looking at him.
"Chee~"
The soft sound didn't attract any attention in the classroom where the cauldrons were boiling, but to Snape, it sounded like thunder.
Alert, he used Legilimency. After locking eyes with Fire Treasure, he instantly perceived the love and beauty he had lost and no longer possessed.
Snape pursed his lips, trembling as he reached out, wanting to get closer to this magical little creature.
But he stopped just as he was about to touch it, caught in a struggle.
Fire Treasure looked at this strange person; it could sense the pain and repression in his heart.
Extreme love and intense hatred, endless darkness and a sliver of undying light, yet there was a corner of tranquility in the crazy emotions...
Fire Treasure didn't understand, but it felt this person was very pitiful.
So, while the other party was hesitating, it took the initiative to touch his finger.
"Chee~"
Snape's dead heart seemed to ignite a bonfire instantly, warming the most precious memory of his beloved hidden deep in his heart.
He pulled back his hand as if burned, inadvertently brushing across his face to instantly wipe away the tears that had flowed out.
Giving Fire Treasure one more look, Snape whispered a silent "thank you" with trembling lips, then hurried out of the classroom.
Karl suddenly raised his head and looked at his retreating back.
[Detecting...]
[Extracting keywords...]
[The only beloved, infatuated and unregretful, fallen into darkness, heart yearning for light...]
[Matching...]
What happened? Why did Professor Snape suddenly trigger the light screen?
Also, why is the style of the keywords so different this time?
[Match successful!]
[Summoning Hero: The Ruined King, Foliegate!]
A stern face, ghost-green eyes, pale hair, the twisted desire sinking into endless pain beneath a calm exterior.
A figure shrouded in terrifying Soul-Devouring Night Black Mist appeared in the middle of the light screen; just looking at it made Karl feel madness and despair.
Just as Karl was using his Fire of Peace to resist this erosion of despair, Foliegate shattered into black mist.
[Foliegate: Forever lost my love, looking at ruin everywhere! Pain! It's too painful!]
[The Ruined King Foliegate's shattered heart surged with endless, deadly Soul-Devouring Night Black Mist, reaping all life it touched.]
[Foliegate has imparted the Curse of Ruin to you; you have obtained the silent Soul-Devouring Night Black Mist.]
[Foliegate believes that since the world has ruthlessly stripped away its beloved, destruction is its deserved ending.]
What the f... Huh?!
Karl was completely speechless. Not buddy, what the hell is matching with Foliegate?
Originally possessing the Fire of Peace, no matter how you look at it, he was a sunny and cheerful big boy, a good kid in the wizarding society.
And now? How did I become a source of darkness capable of destroying the world?
It's simply turning the world upside down!
It's hard to say how much trouble Lord Voldemort can stir up, but if his Curse of Ruin were to erupt...
Endless Soul-Devouring Night Black Mist would shroud the entire Earth, and the whole world would be engulfed by the Soul-Devouring Night in despair.
Except for a very few powerful Wizards, I'm afraid nothing would be able to survive.
...
Nina put the dried nettles and fang powder into the slug soup one after another, then took the cauldron off the fire.
After adding the porcupine quills, she brewed it again, satisfied to see pink smoke rising.
"Done!"
Nina clapped her hands and turned to look at Karl, only to see him grabbing Fire Treasure and poking its forehead, muttering:
"I really have to thank you! You're moonlighting as a psychologist now, huh? Can you just treat people like this?"
"Chee~"
Fire Treasure covered its head, feeling guilty and aggrieved, weakly begging for mercy.
It didn't think it would cause trouble either; it just simply wanted to help a pitiful person.
"What's this about?"
Nina reached out to save Fire Treasure, affectionately rubbing its head.
"You ask it!"
"I can't communicate with Fire Treasure yet, but..."
But looking at Fire Treasure's appearance, it had indeed caused trouble.
Nina looked at Karl's helpless expression and asked with concern: "Are you okay? Is the problem big?"
"Let me think..."
Karl began to analyze whether he needed to do something.
The danger of the Curse of Ruin was unquestionable, whether for himself or others.
And this thing was of no help to him; even using it would result in sinking eternally into endless pain.
The only use is to destroy the world and resurrect his lover?
Bullshit! Foliegate didn't even succeed himself!
Now that he had this little reincarnation prop in his body, he really couldn't hold it together.
But as long as he didn't use the Curse of Ruin, theoretically, the Soul-Devouring Night Black Mist wouldn't erupt.
Maybe he didn't need to worry about it...
Forget it, it's a dangerous curse that can destroy the world, better respect it.
Don't know if he could set up a seal to add a layer of insurance. Does the wizarding world have settings for this?
Anyway, like beating children on a rainy day, he was free anyway, and there was nothing major this semester, so he might as well kill some time.
...
Nina asked in a low voice: "How is it?"
"Not bad, have some leads."
"Is the problem serious?"
"Actually, it's okay."
"Is it urgent?"
"Can take it slow, but must be fast."
Nina:...
What are you talking about? Do you need to go to the hospital wing? I feel like you need to take medicine!
Karl ignored Nina's look as if he were an idiot, "Do you have classes this afternoon?"
"Only Transfiguration Class at three."
"Great! I'll accompany you to the library to read books the rest of the time!"
Karl decided to go to the library to flip through some Charms books to see if he could find any sealing-type spells; even if it was just for psychological comfort.
As for why he wanted to drag Nina along, he just simply wanted to find a reading partner.
Definitely not wanting to get a free buff tool person! Yeah! Definitely not!
Nina looked at Karl in disbelief, and after struggling for a moment, she still held Fire Treasure and poked it.
"Still want to read? No way! Be normal, okay? Should I help you teach it a lesson?"
Karl: (¬ _ ¬)
Fire Treasure: ( > _ < )
What are you saying? What kind of talk is that!