Chapter 187 Beat Me, Amosta
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Hua Shui Jun
Chapter 187 Beat Me, Amosta
Snape stared at the smiling Amosta with his unique sharp eyes, trying to see through the essence of that confidence, but Amosta has always responded to his scrutiny calmly, unable to see Look a little cowardly.
When was the last time you saw Amostar in action?
Snape couldn't help thinking about this question, and it didn't take much time for him to remember that it should be that night on Christmas Eve in the fifth grade. That night, Amostar met a dark witch of unknown origin in the Forbidden Forest. Get angry, and even touched Dumbledore after Dumbledore returned.
At that time, he was so focused on saving Amostar from Dumbledore that he didn't even think about how incredible it was that a fifth-year wizard could block Albus Dumbledore's disarming spell. However, when he came back to his senses later, when he wanted to find out Amosta's real dueling level, he had faintly realized that it was already difficult for him to force him to go all out.
When the kid was in fifth grade.
Snape moved his lips, suddenly realizing that he hadn't seen Amostar fight in six years.
Six years - this is already considered a very long period of time for a talented young wizard, enough to cause an earth-shaking change in his strength.
but--
Snape's black eyes moved, and he held his breath, still unable to understand that Amosta dared to claim that only Dumbledore could make him take it seriously. Is this a bit too arrogant?
No, Snape shook his head inwardly, self-denying this idea.
He watched the child grow up, and he knew that Amosta was not a person who couldn't recognize himself. Moreover, Amosta had been wandering around in the past few years, and he had a better understanding of what the magic world is like than he always had. At Hogwarts he wants clarity.
"Perhaps you have discarded the virtues of humility and prudence by now, Amosta—"
Snape narrowed his black eyes, and in a soft voice, a gloomy and fierce magic power was sweeping out of his body
"But since you think that dangerous criminals like Black are not worthy of your serious treatment, as your dean, I think it is necessary for me to let you realize again what an unscrupulous dark wizard can do."
"You want to fight me, Professor Snape?"
Amosta frowned strangely, "I thought you knew that I'm not the kind of person who speaks out loud."
"I used to think so, Amostar, but now I may have to change my mind."
The rows of flickering candles on the ceiling fluctuated violently under the deep magic power, and the tip of a birch wand quietly emerged from Snape's large sleeve,
"Take out your wand, Amostar, and try to defeat me. If you can't, walk away from here with your confidence." Snape's tone faltered for a moment, but then, like his eyes, his expression changed. firm,
"Never come back again!"
Dumbledore didn't say a word, and Amosta couldn't see his expression through a door panel, but it was obvious that he acquiesced in Professor Snape's behavior, and he might even want to take the opportunity to Touch your own bottom up close.
Looking at the resolute Professor Snape, Amosta held his forehead and smiled wryly. He and Lupine were just spending Halloween at their residence. Not only Sirius Black, whom he had been looking for for a while, suddenly jumped out, even Professor Snape You also have to draw your wand to argue with yourself.
Could it be that I still have Voldemort's curse on me, because I was too close to Lupin, so I resonated?
"If you insist on doing this—"
To show respect, Amosta put away his frivolity, his expression returned to calm, and his naturally drooping right hand suddenly opened. Before Snape could react, the warmly decorated living room where the two were standing was already shaking for a while. The area expanded dozens of times in the rapid twilight, and Amosta, who was originally in front of him, also appeared a hundred feet away, and approached Snape with leisurely steps.
"Then, as you wish."
When Amosta's voice settled down, Snape suddenly felt that he had fallen into deep water, and a clear pressure lingered around him. The pressure was so heavy that he faintly felt it Feel suffocating!
The thin figure that was pacing closer a hundred feet away became tall and insurmountable at this moment, and even the rhythmic footsteps revealed majesty.
This feeling--
There was panic in Snape's eyes, he had experienced it in the Dark Lord!
Not necessarily the most powerful, but it's definitely okay to call him the most evil Dark Lord.
Most of the wizarding world have never experienced what it would be like to face Voldemort, but Snape, who once followed him, knew that the crushing sense of powerlessness, fear and despair are deeply rooted in the heart Soil, so that you simply can not bring up the courage to resist.
But now, after so many years, Snape never dreamed of reliving this nightmarish timidity in another wizard, and, moreover, this wizard was his favorite student.
At this moment, Snape already believed that Amostar had the strength to face a legendary wizard like Dumbledore, but he still raised his wand with difficulty, and he wanted to see if Amostar could do it.
"Except your weapons!"
Accompanied by a sharp low shout, the red beam shot out from the tip of the staff spanned a distance of eighty feet in the blink of an eye, and passed Amosta's cheek with great precision. However, it missed.
Da da da
The sound of steady footsteps without a trace of disorder made Snape's eyelids tremble, and he failed in his attempt. That young man is no longer the little wizard who was vigilant against all troubles in the sorting ceremony many years ago!
In the brief moment of his distraction the distance between them had come to fifty feet.
Snape swallowed secretly. He knew that he had to use more powerful magic, but he was worried about this. After narrowing his eyes, he raised his wand again and pointed at Amostar.
Silent spell, fuchsia!
Boom!
Amosta did not move to dodge the spell, and the milky-white iron armor barrier that had been magically modified twice did not stick in front of him, but unexpectedly appeared five feet in front of Snape, and This directly caused Professor Snape to be thrown away by the explosion caused by the broken magic power of the Fuchsia Curse he released!
Da da da
The footsteps were still steady, with greasy black hair sticking to his cheeks, Snape got up from the ground in a panic, and looked at Amosta with an expression of disbelief.
Snape knew that his talented apprentice was very good at changing standard spells, but to make the Iron Armor Curse appear directly in front of his opponent across such a distance. He didn't know how it was done, but he knew it meant , Amostar has the ability to make the Iron Barrier undergo more complex shape changes.
The distance between the two has been shortened to fifty feet. At this distance, Snape can already clearly see Amosta's expression. It is like the blue deep sea, calm without a trace of waves, but deep and bottomless There is an irresistible horror beneath the surface of the ocean.
A sense of powerlessness welled up in Snape's heart. He didn't try his best, and he still knew a lot of advanced black magic. Among those magics, some of them were powerful magic taught by the Dark Lord himself, which had jaw-dropping and terrifying effects.
But Snape never thought about using those magics, at first because he didn't want to hurt Amostar, but now because he knew that even if he used them, it would have no effect.
Seeing the leopard through the pipe-it doesn't mean that you have to fight hard to see the true level of your opponent.
"Remember the magic I taught you, Amostar!"
Sweat ran down his cheeks, Snape straightened up, panting slightly and said, "I warned you, only use it when your life is in danger."
"Shenfeng Wuying--"
Amosta didn't stop, he said with a smile, "Very powerful offensive magic, I used this spell to kill the red-scaled dragon in the Norwegian Fire Dragon Nature Reserve the year before last."
Snape's face turned dark. If someone dug out this matter someday, his fame in this life would be a huge loss.
(End of this chapter)
Snape stared at the smiling Amosta with his unique sharp eyes, trying to see through the essence of that confidence, but Amosta has always responded to his scrutiny calmly, unable to see Look a little cowardly.
When was the last time you saw Amostar in action?
Snape couldn't help thinking about this question, and it didn't take much time for him to remember that it should be that night on Christmas Eve in the fifth grade. That night, Amostar met a dark witch of unknown origin in the Forbidden Forest. Get angry, and even touched Dumbledore after Dumbledore returned.
At that time, he was so focused on saving Amostar from Dumbledore that he didn't even think about how incredible it was that a fifth-year wizard could block Albus Dumbledore's disarming spell. However, when he came back to his senses later, when he wanted to find out Amosta's real dueling level, he had faintly realized that it was already difficult for him to force him to go all out.
When the kid was in fifth grade.
Snape moved his lips, suddenly realizing that he hadn't seen Amostar fight in six years.
Six years - this is already considered a very long period of time for a talented young wizard, enough to cause an earth-shaking change in his strength.
but--
Snape's black eyes moved, and he held his breath, still unable to understand that Amosta dared to claim that only Dumbledore could make him take it seriously. Is this a bit too arrogant?
No, Snape shook his head inwardly, self-denying this idea.
He watched the child grow up, and he knew that Amosta was not a person who couldn't recognize himself. Moreover, Amosta had been wandering around in the past few years, and he had a better understanding of what the magic world is like than he always had. At Hogwarts he wants clarity.
"Perhaps you have discarded the virtues of humility and prudence by now, Amosta—"
Snape narrowed his black eyes, and in a soft voice, a gloomy and fierce magic power was sweeping out of his body
"But since you think that dangerous criminals like Black are not worthy of your serious treatment, as your dean, I think it is necessary for me to let you realize again what an unscrupulous dark wizard can do."
"You want to fight me, Professor Snape?"
Amosta frowned strangely, "I thought you knew that I'm not the kind of person who speaks out loud."
"I used to think so, Amostar, but now I may have to change my mind."
The rows of flickering candles on the ceiling fluctuated violently under the deep magic power, and the tip of a birch wand quietly emerged from Snape's large sleeve,
"Take out your wand, Amostar, and try to defeat me. If you can't, walk away from here with your confidence." Snape's tone faltered for a moment, but then, like his eyes, his expression changed. firm,
"Never come back again!"
Dumbledore didn't say a word, and Amosta couldn't see his expression through a door panel, but it was obvious that he acquiesced in Professor Snape's behavior, and he might even want to take the opportunity to Touch your own bottom up close.
Looking at the resolute Professor Snape, Amosta held his forehead and smiled wryly. He and Lupine were just spending Halloween at their residence. Not only Sirius Black, whom he had been looking for for a while, suddenly jumped out, even Professor Snape You also have to draw your wand to argue with yourself.
Could it be that I still have Voldemort's curse on me, because I was too close to Lupin, so I resonated?
"If you insist on doing this—"
To show respect, Amosta put away his frivolity, his expression returned to calm, and his naturally drooping right hand suddenly opened. Before Snape could react, the warmly decorated living room where the two were standing was already shaking for a while. The area expanded dozens of times in the rapid twilight, and Amosta, who was originally in front of him, also appeared a hundred feet away, and approached Snape with leisurely steps.
"Then, as you wish."
When Amosta's voice settled down, Snape suddenly felt that he had fallen into deep water, and a clear pressure lingered around him. The pressure was so heavy that he faintly felt it Feel suffocating!
The thin figure that was pacing closer a hundred feet away became tall and insurmountable at this moment, and even the rhythmic footsteps revealed majesty.
This feeling--
There was panic in Snape's eyes, he had experienced it in the Dark Lord!
Not necessarily the most powerful, but it's definitely okay to call him the most evil Dark Lord.
Most of the wizarding world have never experienced what it would be like to face Voldemort, but Snape, who once followed him, knew that the crushing sense of powerlessness, fear and despair are deeply rooted in the heart Soil, so that you simply can not bring up the courage to resist.
But now, after so many years, Snape never dreamed of reliving this nightmarish timidity in another wizard, and, moreover, this wizard was his favorite student.
At this moment, Snape already believed that Amostar had the strength to face a legendary wizard like Dumbledore, but he still raised his wand with difficulty, and he wanted to see if Amostar could do it.
"Except your weapons!"
Accompanied by a sharp low shout, the red beam shot out from the tip of the staff spanned a distance of eighty feet in the blink of an eye, and passed Amosta's cheek with great precision. However, it missed.
Da da da
The sound of steady footsteps without a trace of disorder made Snape's eyelids tremble, and he failed in his attempt. That young man is no longer the little wizard who was vigilant against all troubles in the sorting ceremony many years ago!
In the brief moment of his distraction the distance between them had come to fifty feet.
Snape swallowed secretly. He knew that he had to use more powerful magic, but he was worried about this. After narrowing his eyes, he raised his wand again and pointed at Amostar.
Silent spell, fuchsia!
Boom!
Amosta did not move to dodge the spell, and the milky-white iron armor barrier that had been magically modified twice did not stick in front of him, but unexpectedly appeared five feet in front of Snape, and This directly caused Professor Snape to be thrown away by the explosion caused by the broken magic power of the Fuchsia Curse he released!
Da da da
The footsteps were still steady, with greasy black hair sticking to his cheeks, Snape got up from the ground in a panic, and looked at Amosta with an expression of disbelief.
Snape knew that his talented apprentice was very good at changing standard spells, but to make the Iron Armor Curse appear directly in front of his opponent across such a distance. He didn't know how it was done, but he knew it meant , Amostar has the ability to make the Iron Barrier undergo more complex shape changes.
The distance between the two has been shortened to fifty feet. At this distance, Snape can already clearly see Amosta's expression. It is like the blue deep sea, calm without a trace of waves, but deep and bottomless There is an irresistible horror beneath the surface of the ocean.
A sense of powerlessness welled up in Snape's heart. He didn't try his best, and he still knew a lot of advanced black magic. Among those magics, some of them were powerful magic taught by the Dark Lord himself, which had jaw-dropping and terrifying effects.
But Snape never thought about using those magics, at first because he didn't want to hurt Amostar, but now because he knew that even if he used them, it would have no effect.
Seeing the leopard through the pipe-it doesn't mean that you have to fight hard to see the true level of your opponent.
"Remember the magic I taught you, Amostar!"
Sweat ran down his cheeks, Snape straightened up, panting slightly and said, "I warned you, only use it when your life is in danger."
"Shenfeng Wuying--"
Amosta didn't stop, he said with a smile, "Very powerful offensive magic, I used this spell to kill the red-scaled dragon in the Norwegian Fire Dragon Nature Reserve the year before last."
Snape's face turned dark. If someone dug out this matter someday, his fame in this life would be a huge loss.
(End of this chapter)
