Chapter 738: Christmas Gift
"Severus Snape?" Nicolas repeated the name in a low voice, searching his memories but finding nothing.
The only living wizard he knew with a deep involvement in potions was Pegasia Sykes, whom he had last seen sixty years ago... or was it seventy? It had been so long that he could no longer remember.
"He's the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts," Kyle reminded him.
"Huh?"
For the second time, Nicolas was taken aback. He couldn't help but ask, "Is the bar at Hogwarts set so high these days?"
A professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts had actually managed to brew the most complex potion to date. Were all Hogwarts professors this versatile?
Wasn't this a bit much? How were the other schools supposed to keep up?
"No, no... you've got it all wrong," Kanna quickly clarified. "Professor Snape has always been in charge of Potions. He only started teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts this year."
Hearing Kanna's explanation, Nicolas nodded in understanding.
That made much more sense.
"It seems like he really cares about you," Nicolas remarked to Kanna. "By the way, I believe he used the ashes of Fawkes that were left behind."