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Third Person POV

England.

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Snape spent the next few days inside his house, using all the ingredients he had received from the Greengrass family, while realizing he would need more soon.

He noticed that in the living room, several shadow beings were moving herbs and plants from one side to the other, while some cut pieces and others cooked and prepared ingredients. Twenty-one shadow soldiers worked between the room Snape used to finalize potions, the house's kitchen, and the outside area, where more ingredients were being prepared.

Everything seemed quite hectic in Snape's current house, with the shadow mages proving to be a great help. They were able to brew basic and intermediate potions, slightly below Snape's own quality standards — after all, he was already an expert at it. Still, it helped lower production costs a bit due to the lower quality.

'They can be used to maintain the store's stock while I'm at Hogwarts.' Snape thought as he began organizing the potions and placing them in his bag. He left the laboratory and entered the living room, where various shadows were still working. After ensuring everything was in order, he headed to the fireplace, leaving his men to continue their tasks.

He used Floo Powder and went directly to his shop. It was still early, and the store wasn't open yet. He appeared on the second floor and quickly descended to the ground floor, where Genini was sweeping and cleaning some potion bottles that hadn't sold in the past few days since Snape had reopened the store with more products on display.

"Genini, Igris." Snape announced his presence. Genini looked up, startled, and from a shadow on the wall, Igris emerged, walking toward Snape and kneeling before him, as if about to say, 'My king.' But he remained silent.

"Here... potions for you to restock the store." Snape said, ignoring Igris's gesture, as he had been doing for days.

Genini appeared cautious, setting the broom aside and carefully taking the bag from Snape.
"It will... it will be done, Master..." she murmured, stuttering slightly with fear, unsure whether to look at Snape or at Igris, who remained kneeling.

"Very well. I'm leaving." Snape said at last. He had other things to do and intended to let Genini handle the store, selling products, while Igris dealt with any troublemakers.

"Mr. Snape!" Genini suddenly called out from a corner as she began removing the bottles from the bag and placing them on the shelves, drawing Snape's attention once more.

"Yes?" he asked, pausing at the stairs, ready to use the fireplace again. Igris, meanwhile, faded back into a shadowy corner to hide.

"Some men from the Ministry came asking about a man made of shadows — that's Igris. They said some wizards had been attacked here at the shop by him. Others have also been asking questions..." she murmured cautiously.

"I see. Let them talk all they want. I will not tolerate any trouble in my shop, whether it comes from a Dark wizard or the Ministry itself. Tell them we have a magical guard. That alone should suffice. And if they really want to test it, let them try to break anything in the store..." Snape said in a serious tone, making a shiver run through Genini's body immediately.

"Y-yes... yes!" she stammered, watching as Snape returned home.

Back at his house, the shadow soldiers continued preparing ingredients, while the shadow mages brewed potions without protest.

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