Descendants of HP

Chapter 052 Repaying the Life Debt

It was a dark, overcast day, with dark clouds keeping the sky low, and the weather seemed deliberately suffocating.

After Severus left Hogwarts, he received a letter from his potion informant, someone who had provided him with a clue to the precious potion, bringing him new news.

After a hasty meeting with the informant, and after reading the information in the informant's hand, Severus confirmed that the news was correct, went back and planned the route, and Severus was on his way.

Most of the precious potion materials are priceless and have no market. Apart from the body parts of those magical creatures, there are still many materials that the potion master needs to go out to collect.

This does not mean that all the materials need to be picked by the potion master himself. Some medicinal materials do not require special means to be picked. The informant can just dig and bring them back after they find out.Ordinary medicinal materials can be found at the potion shop for a little money, or at the herbal medicine shop.

And it just so happened that the potion material that Severus wanted to pick needed some special means, because it would have the characteristic of identifying the owner. If it was encountered by an informant, it would be very troublesome that he would not be able to get it in his hands to make medicine.

As a potions professor at Hogwarts, he didn't have any extra income. Compared with other potions masters, he was much busier and poorer.

But fortunately, he himself is not a person with strong desires, and he doesn't have many needs. He is even a bit harsh on himself, so he doesn't have many needs for money.

In the primeval forest of Bulgaria, Severus carefully smeared some medicinal powder on his body to cover up his breath and repel mosquitoes by the way.

In such a forest, danger is everywhere.He has no trusted companions, so he can only come alone, and he needs to be more careful.

But he didn't expect that if he didn't look for trouble, trouble would still find him.

As soon as he walked near the coordinates provided by the informant, he encountered a fight.Severus could only find a way to hide himself from being noticed.

God also seemed to help him, and it began to rain in the forest.And the fight of that group of people became even more violent, and destroying those giant trees was just a small movement. Their battle spells and **** confrontation gathered together, dripping with blood, and extremely ruthless.

Even Severus, who had seen the Death Eaters fighting against the Order of the Phoenix, was still shocked by the battle of this group of people,

They didn't look like wizards, they didn't look like humans, and they couldn't be werewolves - Severus couldn't tell what race they were from the blurry afterimages.

I don't know how long it took, but they finally stopped.

Severus hid in a corner, tentatively checked his surroundings with a silent spell, and after confirming that it was temporarily safe, he walked out from the corner where he was hiding.

The forest turned into a plain, and everything in front of us seemed to be a hurricane passing through, raging the entire land.Not to mention the collapse of trees, even the ground has many deep pits.

On the ground, there are countless corpses scattered all over the place.

The herbs he had waited so hard for were gone.

Severus was well aware of this.He worked hard, trekked mountains and rivers, and faced countless dangers before he came here.But these damned guys, because of their ignorant fights, everything is gone.

It's great!

Severus was so angry that he wanted to know what kind of race these dead guys were.He cautiously approached and touched the corpses one by one, but he didn't see any difference. The general detection spell didn't work on them.

Severus walked around, and finally walked towards the corpse in the middle, with a tattered body, one could guess how intensively this person had been attacked during the battle.

He approached cautiously and rolled over this person's body. Even though it was covered with mud, he could still see his handsomeness.It's a kind of beauty that doesn't look like a real person, it's as delicate as the most exquisite statue under the hands of the master.

The body is tattered, but this face is still intact, and I don't know what these thugs are thinking.

He doesn't believe that these murderers still have the so-called love of beauty. If they really have, maybe this person is a bit more beautiful than Veela, and these thugs will not attack him.

Severus checked the brothers and feet of these guys and found that there was nothing wrong with them, but the heads of those guys were all beaten to pieces, and only this guy seemed to have a good brain. He planned to see his identity from this guy.

He stretched out his hand, intending to look at the guy's teeth to determine his approximate age.

But as soon as his hand was on the guy's mouth, he opened his eyes and bit Severus' hand hard.

Severus quickly used a spell to knock the dead but not stiff monster into the air. When he was going to pursue the victory and kill this extremely dangerous guy first, he spoke.

"Lancer Remore Rusfan, I need blood, please save me." A little blood smeared on Lancer's lips, adding a lot of color to him.With his face, even Severus' eyes were shaken.

But it was Severus who reacted even faster, he quickly got out of this bewildered state, realized how terrifying this guy was, and prepared to leave.

"As long as you save me, I swear in the name of Remol, I will never hurt you, and I will never let you suffer any harm. Correspondingly, I will also provide rewards!" Lancer saw that Severus had already To get rid of his spiritual influence, I had to switch to another method of persuasion.

Severus, who had already seen that he was terrifying, would not easily believe him again. He was clearly on the verge of death, but he could still unleash such amazing abilities. Severus would not be so stupid as to believe someone who didn't know his identity people.

"Wizard, you have the smell of medicinal materials on your body, and you came here for the medicinal materials. As long as you save me, you can choose from Remol's material library at will." Lancer revealed Severus' identity in one go.

"What race are you?" Severus asked, and he had an answer in his heart.

Lancer twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled uglyly: "Why bother to ask knowingly, vampire, vampire, whatever you call it."

As he spoke, Lancer couldn't help coughing violently again.

When the shaking cough stopped, Lancer didn't have the strength to continue to support himself, but he still refused to show weakness and looked at Severus.

Severus stood at a safe distance, staring at Lancer for a long time.

In the end, Lancer lost, and that little blood was not enough to recover from his serious injuries.

And when Lancer fell back down, Severus moved.

He took out his own medicine bottle, took some of his own blood cruelly, and poured it into the bottle.It wasn't until the wound was healed and he was sure that he didn't smell blood on his body that Severus approached Lancer again, and successfully poured the blood into Lancer's mouth.

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More and more memories rolled out, Severus frowned, and lifted the stupid Potter off himself.

He worked hard to adjust these memories, and pushed those memories that he couldn't absorb for a while into the depths of his mind.

In this cycle of movements, Severus finally breathed out from the suffocation of those memories.