It was another peaceful day.
After finishing his work at *Felinnon's Herb Shop*, Snape didn't return to the *Golden Harp* immediately. Instead, carrying his small bag, he set out to market his own potions.
Inside the bag were thirty bottles of Blood-Replenishing Potion and five cakes of Scar-Be-Gone salve.
The Blood-Replenishing Potion was priced at 10 Sickles a bottle, significantly cheaper than the market rate.
As for the Scar-Be-Gone, he had set the price at 10 Galleons per cake.
The cost of materials was high, but more importantly, Snape was confident in the product. He knew its effects would not disappoint.
"Would you like to buy some Blood-Replenishing Potion, sir? Only 10 Sickles a bottle—a fair price, no tricks involved!"
Snape stood calmly on the street corner, energetically pitching his products to passing customers.
His demeanor was natural and confident.
If someone refused, he didn't pester them. But if anyone showed even a hint of interest, Snape immediately launched into a detailed explanation of the product's benefits without hesitation.
After slicing his own fingertip with a small knife to demonstrate the potion's immediate effect, a woman dressed like a housewife bought ten bottles on the spot.
Just like that, a massive sum of over 5 Galleons fell into his pocket—equal to nearly a month of hard labor at the herb shop.
On the other hand, the Scar-Be-Gone suffered a total lack of sales because it was an unknown product.
Yet, there was no anxiety on Snape's face.
He continued walking through Diagon Alley, selling as he went. Before long, most of the Blood-Replenishing Potions were gone.
*Thump!*
Perhaps because of his short stature, a woman walking toward him didn't notice him and walked straight into him.
The force of the collision knocked Snape to the ground.
Startled, the woman quickly stepped forward to help the thin boy up, apologizing profusely.
"I'm so sorry, child. I didn't see you there. Are you hurt anywhere?"
"…Do you need Blood-Replenishing Potion? 10 Sickles a bottle. I also have the unique Scar-Be-Gone, capable of removing any scar on your body."
Lavinia froze for a moment.
She hadn't expected that after being knocked down, this little fellow's first reaction wouldn't be anger, but an instinctive attempt to sell his goods.
A hint of amusement rose in her mind.
Perhaps out of guilt for the accident, or maybe due to professional curiosity, Lavinia turned her attention to this so-called Scar-Be-Gone.
Meanwhile, Snape was also internally surprised.
The woman before him appeared to be over thirty, yet a fatal, magnetic attraction radiated naturally from her exquisite face.
Skin as white as snow, lips like bright pearls.
She looked as though she had walked out of a fairy tale, flawless in every way—a true work of art.
Snape had no doubt that if she were to lower her hood right here, the surrounding crowd would instantly block the street just to look at her.
"…Are you a Veela?"
"Strictly speaking, only quarter-Veela. But as you can see, that's enough to cause me plenty of trouble."
As she spoke, Lavinia pulled Snape up from the ground. When she smiled, even Snape felt his mind drift for a split second.
"Are you interested in the Scar-Be-Gone? 10 Galleons a piece. I guarantee it's worth every Knut."
Seeing that her unconscious smile was starting to draw unwanted attention, Lavinia quickly pulled the boy into a quieter alleyway.
Hands on her hips, her tone was gentle but skeptical.
"That expensive? Why haven't I heard of this thing before?"
"You won't find Scar-Be-Gone in other potion shops. I brewed it myself."
Facing Lavinia's doubt with perfect composure, Snape took out a cake of the salve and looked her straight in the eye.
"It can eliminate any residual scarring. If you want to know if it's real, just try it. do you have any scars you need removed?"
Thinking for a moment, Lavinia rolled up her sleeve, revealing a faint burn scar on her forearm. She couldn't help but tease him:
"Making new potions at such a young age? If you're lying, big sister is going to spank you."
Lavinia didn't have high hopes. She wasn't really testing the product so much as humoring this overly mature child.
However, as the dark salve brushed over her skin, Lavinia felt a cold sensation sweep across her arm.
Immediately following that, the burn scar she had accidentally gotten while cooking over a decade ago vanished completely!
Disbelieving, she reached out to touch it. Her arm, smooth as white jade, showed no trace of the scar. In fact, the skin looked even fairer and softer than she remembered.
"As you can see, I wasn't lying. As for that sample, consider it free."
Snape calmly put the salve away. Seeing Lavinia staring in a daze, and worried she might suspect side effects, he explained further:
"Scar-Be-Gone is a solid-state potion. It won't cause any rejection reactions from the body, and it's safe even for children. 10 Galleons a piece—would you like to buy some?"
"…Incredible. You really brewed this yourself?"
"Guaranteed genuine."
Snape replied calmly.
Lavinia's gaze shifted, looking at him with growing shock, as if she were examining a rare treasure. She clicked her tongue in wonder.
This was just a child, not even ten years old!
Just imagining the brilliant achievements he might have in the future made Lavinia feel a genuine sense of awe.
Could he be another Potions Master in the making?
"If Professor Slughorn knew about you, that old man wouldn't sleep for days. Little Lily might finally have found a rival."
It took a long time for the shock in Lavinia's mind to subside.
Making no attempt to hide the schadenfreude in her tone, and before Snape could look confused, she grinned, ruffled his black hair vigorously, and spoke generously:
"I own a beauty salon in Diagon Alley called *Rainbows*. I'll take every bit of Scar-Be-Gone you have! By the way, is the recipe for sale? I promise the price will satisfy you, little guy!"
An hour later.
Snape walked out of *Rainbows Beauty Salon* with a bewildered expression.
In his hands, he struggled to carry several bulging bags of money, so heavy he could barely walk.
It felt like walking on clouds!