Chapter 187

Moon-faced let out a long sigh: "Snape, why don't we just let it go? It won't be good if we continue to make trouble..."

Despite this, none of the four acted rashly - because the young Snape was bending the wand.

James just took a step forward, and the young Snape bent the wand in his hand into a slight arc.

None of them dared to bet whether the young Snape would actually break his wand.

Young Snape looked at Padfoot, "Black fugitive, don't you claim to know and like Muggles? Do you know why he is 'Tutankhamun'?"

"I don't know..." After hearing this nickname, Padfoot's face became extremely ugly. He immediately clenched the wand, and sparks burst out from the tip of the wand.

"Verbal love, no wonder you two have the same chemistry." Young Snape smiled coldly, "'Tutankhamun' is an Egyptian mummy..."

"You have obviously studied the history of magic, but you know nothing about it. Don't you think it's very vivid? James Pott! He's so dazzling, he likes to cause trouble..."

"It's like 'Tutankhamun'. There's a golden coffin on the outside. What's inside? A rotten body... Pote! What's inside you? Fallen leaves and dead grass?"

Just when James was about to lose it, Hagrid's voice appeared, "What are you doing here?"

Not only did Hagrid come over, but a red-haired girl also appeared here.

The girl has long, thick crimson hair and a pair of emerald eyes.

For those eyes, Weizet felt a little familiar - Harry had a very similar pair of eyes.

Obviously, this red-haired girl is Lily.

Lily first glanced at James and the others, then at the young Snape, "Severus, what did they do to you?"

Padfoot noticed James' pleading look, took a step forward and said, "It's just a joke."

"Don't be with them!" Lily looked at the wand in the young Snape's hand, "Whose wand is this?"

"It's just a bunch of splendens wands." Young Snape sneered and dropped the wand casually, "Let's go!"

Lily frowned slightly, looked at the wand on the ground, and then at James who was a little embarrassed. She pursed her lips but didn't say anything more, and left with Snape.

Seeing the young people Snape and Lily walking away, Hagrid asked with a puzzled expression: "James, what's wrong with you? You didn't say a word. That's not like you."

"When the curse wears off, he can talk." Padfoot said with a smile, "Prongs, how embarrassing!"

"You can still use the universal breaking spell to alleviate the effect." Moon-face sighed, picked up the wand and pointed it at James and chanted, "The curse will stop! The curse will stop..."

After several universal breaking spells, James was finally able to speak, "I can't beat Snivellus?"

Hagrid advised, "James! Principal Dumbledore said, we can't make trouble like this!"

James corrected: "Understood... Hagrid, don't call me James, call me my nickname! Prongs!"

He frowned and analyzed, "Sure enough, the Animagus wasted too much time, so he was caught up by the Snotlout."

"Snotlout has two hands!" Padfoot said in a disgusted tone, "I've never heard of Snape's family."

"I don't know what he is... He probably knows more curses and jinxes than most seventh graders."

After hearing this, Weizet finally heard something that he agreed with. Professor Snape was indeed knowledgeable.

Looking at the road Lily left, James sighed, "I really want to turn into a stag and push the snot away from Lily!"

Wormtail picked up the wand from the ground, held the wand in both hands and presented it to James, "Prongs...this is your wand."

"Hahaha! Wormtail, you know how to mock." Padfoot laughed, "You don't even have a wand, how are you going to change?"

"Didn't you do it just now?" James rolled his eyes, "I was going to rush over and instantly turn into a stag to scare him!"

Padfoot clapped his hands as if to deal with it, "Yes! What a great strategy, really awesome!"

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"We have to work hard next!" James waved his wand fiercely, "We can take down the Animagus in three years. If we want to take down the Snotlout again, it should be easy, right?"

"Dealed with Snotlout? Was he your target? It's scary!" Padfoot deliberately took a step to the side, "Stay away from me!"

"Padfoot!" James shouted, laughing and playing around Hagrid's strong physique.

Hagrid was also amused, "You guys have been joking for a while and remember to go back to class. It's just the beginning of school, so don't get too carried away!"

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This memory ended and Weizet sorted it out.

It seems that Snape is not only knowledgeable about potions, but also good at dueling, and even knows a lot about dark magic.

"This is the all-powerful wizard!" Weizet came to a conclusion in his mind. "He has mastered so many curses and jinxes before he even entered school... I still have many shortcomings. I need to work harder!"

He continued to sort out Hagrid's memories, and in one of his memories, he saw a young Snape who was covered in injuries and extremely embarrassed.

…

Weizet entered this memory and found that Hogwarts was shrouded in night. Not far away was a whomping willow, and even further away was a disk-shaped full moon.

The whomping willow was probably planted on the grass when James was in school. It was nowhere near as strong as the whomping willow today.

The young Snape was in Hagrid's arms, his chest rising and falling slightly, and it could be seen that he was seriously injured.

Not only the young Snape, but also James appeared by Hagrid's side.

He was in better shape than the young Snape, and could even keep up with the fast-moving Hagrid.

However, through the blood that occasionally dripped from the robe, it could actually be seen that James was also injured.

James said with a somewhat twisted tone: "I must say... Padfoot went too far this time."

The young Snape tried to stand up, and then looked down at James.

It's a pity that he couldn't straighten up and could only say feebly: "I... don't... don't need your rescue! I... would rather... die there!"

"You can't die there!" James retorted seriously, "This is my bottom line."

"Haha...cough cough cough..." Young Snape seemed to have heard a big joke and tried hard to sneer, but he seemed to touch a painful spot in his chest and coughed violently.

"Be honest!" Hagrid said, "I will take you to the school doctor's office."

The young Snape ignored Hagrid and continued: "Pote... you are just afraid of being expelled..."

"You can say whatever you like!" James crossed his arms, obviously a little angry, and his tone became a little more serious, "I shouldn't have saved you just now!"

At this time, Hagrid suddenly stopped, his tone filled with surprise and embarrassment.

"Principal Dumbledore? Why are you here..."

Not only Hagrid was surprised, but also James and the young Snape;

The young Snape tried to turn his head, trying to confirm the authenticity of Hagrid's words;

James put down his hand in a panic, first turned to look at the Whomping Willow uneasily, and then scratched his hair even more, as if thinking about what to say next.

This was the first time that Weizet had seen Dumbledore like this. Although he looked much younger, his face was full of exhaustion and sadness.

Not only that, the large blood stains on the emerald green robe looked so dazzling.

"St. Mungo's was attacked. There are not enough manpower there. I plan to ask Poppy to help..." Dumbledore said and noticed the young Snape in Hagrid's arms.

Looking at the full moon in the sky, he glanced at James who was slightly embarrassed and his expression became serious.

He waved his wand to release emerald green light. The light floated leisurely and circled around the young Snape's body. "Fortunately...it's all skin injuries."

Dumbledore took back his wand and asked in a low voice, "Who did it?"

James gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "It's...I did it!"

"It's not just him!" Young Snape's tone was full of pleasure, "There's also that Black... those four of them, you know who they are!"

"James, look up at me!" After the words fell, Dumbledore pursed his lips and looked at James with his eyes.

James just looked at Dumbledore for a few seconds, then lowered his head angrily and kicked up the grass under his feet.

Dumbledore sighed, the fatigue and sadness in his eyes still deepening, "How do you plan to solve it?"

Young Snape's voice was full of pain, but his tone was full of pleasure, "Fire them!"

"Is that so?" Dumbledore looked up and looked at the young Snape in Hagrid's arms, "I will report the situation truthfully, including everything that happened to you tonight."

There was a hint of caution in the young Snape's tone, "What are you going to say?"

James also raised his head, with a hint of questioning in his eyes.

"I will keep James because he saved you," Dumbledore said. "I will fire Sirius because he is the culprit."

"What I said above will be published as an announcement, and students in every college can see it. Such a result... what do you think?"

Hagrid's hesitant voice sounded, "Principal Dumbledore..."

"No!" Young Snape and James said the same sentence.

Madam Pomfrey came over, holding a large suitcase in her hand, "Albus, we can go!"

"Right away, Poppy." Dumbledore responded, "The second option... we can't tell anyone what happened tonight, James and the others will be put in confinement for a month."

"In my opinion, ensuring the stability of Hogwarts is a very important thing. Severus, what do you think of the second option?"

"Haha, do I still have a choice?" Young Snape lay down again, his voice not only filled with sarcasm, but also a hint of hidden disappointment.

Dumbledore nodded, "Then... none of you can tell anyone about what happened tonight. Poppy, help Severus heal, and then we'll set off!"

After a while, Madam Pomfrey left a small bottle of potion and disappeared into the night with Dumbledore.