[Captain America+HP] The Shield Throwing Professor

Searching again, Rogers didn't know how many wands Ollivander would bring out again this time for him to try.He took a deep breath and moved his arms. He felt as if he had done excessive shield throwing training today.Rogers walked up to Snape before Ollivander came back.

"How long did it take you to choose the wand?" It wasn't that Rogers was overly curious, but he wanted to estimate how long it would take him to find the wand.

Sliding his wand out of his sleeve, Snape caressed his old partner, skipping over the expressions and words of those who accompanied him here, recalling himself who happily picked out his wand, Snape replied gloatingly : "Less than 15 minutes."

"... I think it's almost two hours?" Hearing Snape's answer, Rogers immediately grimaced, and began to think about whether he should give up Dumbledore's plan of picking a wand.

"Since you are a wizard, you should choose your wand obediently. Except for the bastards in Azkaban, every wizard in this world must have his own wand." Snape did not let Rogers have the idea of ​​giving up, He didn't expect that when the time came to Hogwarts, he would have to find a new reason for his specialness.

Under the mighty reprimand of the Snake King, Rogers walked back to the pile of wands he had tried, and waited for Ollivander to return with the next batch of wands.The waiting time was a bit long this time. They could hear the sound of Ollivander moving the box, and the sound of the box falling from time to time. Rogers even thought that those boxes buried Ollivander underneath.

Just when he was considering whether to go in to help Ollivander, he heard Ollivander's cheers, and then saw Ollivander coming out holding a box.

"This child's attributes are not the same as yours,...but it is surprisingly excited, and maybe there will be...surprises." Taking out a light yellow wand from the box, Ollivander carefully handed it to Rogge in front of Adams.

Unable to understand the emotion Ollivander said about the wand, Rogers only felt that the wand in front of him looked pretty and fit his simple style.Unlike wands I've tried before, it has a pattern a little below the tip that matches the simple pattern on the handle of the wand.Rogers stretched out his hand, grabbed the handle, and responded before waving his wand. A small unicorn that looked a bit like Kate ran out from the top.The little unicorn first ran up to Snape who was standing in the dark, flicked its tail, ran back in front of Rogers, shook its head, and disappeared into the air.

"Oh! Twelve and a quarter inches long, pine, unicorn mane. I remember the unicorn hair in the core of this wand from the family of unicorns in the forests of Albania when my father went out after graduation. I brought it back from my travels..." Ollivander clasped his hands excitedly, talking endlessly about the origin of the material of this wand.

Snape, who seemed to see the extremely mischievous little cub just now, raised his eyebrows. It really was the product of that neurotic family. If they knew that Rogers and that family were so destined, they wouldn't have spent so long What a waste of time trying other wands.

"How many Galleons?" Snape interrupted Ollivander's speculation about Rogers' magical properties, lest the nagging old man drag them on for an hour or two.

Ollivander was not upset that Snape interrupted him, but instead smiled and said to Rogers: "Seven Galleons. Please remember to take good care of this child, and don't be given to it by some naughty little animals again." hurt."

Rogers nodded helplessly, took out the Galleon from the bag and handed it to Ollivander, and after paying, Rogers walked out of the shop with his new wand and Snape without looking back.When they walked out the door, the two felt as if they were being pardoned. This kind of experience must not be let them go through again.

Afterwards, perhaps because the experience just now was too exciting, Snape actually proposed to have lunch here. Rogers, who also felt bad, nodded his head in agreement. He urgently needed to sit down and rest now.Of course they didn't go to the shabby and weird Leaky Cauldron. Under Snape's leadership, the two of them came to a restaurant that looked decently decorated and romantic. Nepe just remembered that this restaurant was quite famous and that it was the closest restaurant to the wand shop, so he chose this restaurant.

Under the leadership of the waiter, the two quickly chose a table. After sitting down, the waiter handed over two lunch menus. During the process of handing over the menus, the waiter glanced at Snape uncertainly from time to time. Of course He couldn't hide it from Snape, but the waiter was very clever. Before Snape felt displeased, he put down the menu and called for two glasses of water, and retreated wisely.

Snape poked at the menu with his wand, ordered his lunch, and grunted, "Stupid Hufflepuff."

"Huh? Do you know him?" Following Snape's example, he took out his new wand and ordered the dishes while not missing Snape's words.

After ordering the food, Snape put down the menu and looked at Rogers who was sitting across from him. The corners of his mouth were upturned, and he didn't answer Rogers' words.

Rogers was not a very curious person, so Snape didn't answer and he didn't ask any more questions. Just when the food appeared on the table after the bell rang, Rogers was attracted by this novel way of eating.Along the way, the two of them were very satisfied with the food in this restaurant, which relieved the fatigue from the wand shop just now. Snape even ordered wine in the afternoon, which replenished energy. Both of them felt that this time should not be wasted sitting outside , so I checked out and left.

When walking out, it was better for the waiter who had just served them to stand at the door. Seeing the two leaving, he hurriedly stepped forward to open the door for them. The young waiter no longer looked at Snape as before, Instead, he said goodbye to him politely: "Go slowly, Professor Snape."

Snape nodded, and when he walked out, he said: "Goodbye, Mr. Geer." This simple farewell made the young waiter stand up straighter, with a smile on his face that he tried his best to maintain.

They planned to go back after eating, but Rogers proposed to buy some fresh meat and eggs, thinking that his kitchen only had those easy-to-store stocks, and Snape didn't object.In fact, he loves meat very much. As a keen potion master, he has an excellent sense of taste and is extremely picky about the freshness of the meat. He cannot accept the meat that has cast the eternal freshness spell, so his cupboard There is no fresh meat in it.

Rutgers, who was walking on the road, was looking for a topic. He thought of the young waiter in the restaurant. He looked at Snape curiously and asked, "Was that your student just now?"

Snape obviously forgot about the Mr. Geer he met just now. After all, it was nothing important. It was just that Rogers, who had just had a drink with him, looked at him with wide eyes. Snape doubted that he was Not a bad drinker.

Snape didn't know how much he was drinking, but he knew that Rutgers wanted to know more about the school, "When you officially become a professor at Hogwarts, you will know some old-fashioned traditions in the British wizarding world." For example, almost all British wizards will choose to study at Hogwarts." Snape frowned while choosing meat and chatting with Rutgers, who was also choosing ingredients, "I worked at Hogwarts as soon as I graduated. , except for the students who have enrolled in the past two or three years, ten or twenty young wizards have all attended my Potions class."

"But you don't remember all the students clearly, just now..." He asked the shopkeeper to pack a bunch of selected ingredients, and at the same time Rutgers was surprised that Snape, who he always thought was very young and had no work experience, actually came from Starting his teaching career after graduation, Rutgers could not imagine how the young Snape would suppress a group of students around his age.

Snape, who naturally shared a bag of ingredients, held the things, turned his head sideways, and continued with Rogers who was also holding the things: "When you correct homework every day, you will remember all the students' names. If you Facing them every day, you will naturally remember their faces, especially besides being a professor, I am also the head of Slytherin House. Although the students of the other three colleges may not remember them very well, every session There's always a few that look like close relatives of the troll."

Rutgers made a nervous expression in a funny way, and followed Snape into the alley where no one was around, "... No wonder he was so nervous just now, I'm looking forward to the start of school, if only I could sit in on your class. "

"As a potion assistant, you definitely have the opportunity to attend, as long as it doesn't collide with your class." Snape raised his hand, signaling him to Apparate back here.

There was no one in the side alley for a moment, and at the same time, two young people holding ingredients that had been cast with a preservation spell appeared in the most forgotten room in Spider's End Alley.The blond young man put the ingredients in the kitchen. He didn't forget to pick a fresh tomato, washed it with water, and walked out of the kitchen nibbling on the tomato.

"I thought my assistant was helping you handle the materials like in the forest." Rutgers chewed the sweet and juicy tomato, walked into the living room and sat beside Snape who was already drinking coffee.

"What makes you think that you need to specially hire someone to handle the materials? The potion assistant is more important to assist the potion master in his daily work, that is, my usual teaching, homework correction, ordering of materials, etc. Of course, assisting me in research is also a However, in view of your special situation, your main thing now is to learn more about potions." When it came to potions, Snape was eloquent, but fortunately, he and he The subject of the conversation is Rodgers, not most of the so-called troll kin that he despises, otherwise his babbling would be venomous.

Rogers, who swallowed the tomato completely, nodded, thinking about Snape's words, planning to mobilize his teaching to free up time so that he can make this assistant work better.