#55 - Chapter 55: Snape: Let the students go, come to me
"Professor Snape!" Fred shouted excitedly.
He never thought that Snape would come to his rescue.
As a Gryffindor, he had plenty of reasons to hate Snape.
Whether it was Snape's black robes or his emotionless voice, he hated them all.
But at this moment, Fred felt that Snape was incredibly cool!
His black robes were cool!
His emotionless voice was cool!
Even the way he pointed his wand was cool!
Although, upon closer observation, Fred noticed that Professor Snape looked a bit disheveled.
His breathing was a little rapid, as if he had just run intensely.
His black robes were torn, with strands fluttering behind him.
His pants were also a bit torn, and he could vaguely see the skin on his calves.
Looking even closer, there were some spiderweb-like things on him.
Despite this, Fred still felt that Snape was radiating golden light at this moment!
Compared to the excited Fred, Snape was expressionless, appearing calm and reliable.
After receiving George's message, he set off immediately, searching for the two in the Forbidden Forest.
Effortlessly, as soon as he entered the Forbidden Forest, he discovered the traces of the two.
He thought it would be a simple matter to rescue Fred quickly.
Unexpectedly, he had experienced too many twists and turns along the way.
Hippogriffs, unicorns, Acromantula, centaurs, he even encountered a werewolf.
Although these magical creatures were nothing to Snape, they still caused him some trouble.
His pace was slowed down!
Snape was a little annoyed. In his observation, there were no signs of fighting along the way.
This meant that the two ahead had not encountered any trouble at all.
And he had been cutting through thorns and brambles all the way, only to find the two of them already out of breath.
When he saw the two figures in the distance, Fred was already in danger.
He was afraid of harming the hostage, and coupled with his hasty shot, the spell went astray and failed to achieve its goal.
This made Snape's mood even worse!
What Snape didn't know was that it was all Robert's fault.
Thanks to the alchemy pendant, the magical creatures along the way were frightened away. Only after he and Fred passed by did these magical creatures slowly return to their previous territories.
The magical creatures, disturbed from their sleep, had nowhere to vent their anger, and when Snape passed by, they took the opportunity to make trouble for him.
It could only be said that he was unlucky and suffered an undeserved disaster.
Snape's lips were pressed into a line. If anyone was familiar with him, they would understand that this was a sign that his anger could not be suppressed.
Seeing Snape walking towards him expressionlessly, Robert quickly bent down, trying to hide himself behind Fred.
He grabbed Fred with one hand, using him as a shield, and pointed his wand at Snape with the other, then cast spells with a ferocious expression.
"Expelliarmus!"
"Stupefy!"
"Confringo!"
Snape didn't stop, casually using his wand to deflect the spells, staring at Robert with his hollow eyes, and said expressionlessly.
"I said, tonight's farce ends here!"
"Put down your wand, you are no match for me, don't resist in vain!"
"Hehehehehe," Robert made a strange laugh, staring at Snape with an exaggerated expression, "Severus Snape, you notorious Death Eater, you're here!"
"I've been holding back so hard, so hard!" Robert's voice grew louder and louder, making Fred's ears ring.
"I've always wanted to cast curses at you, to torture you severely!"
"Stop! Don't come any closer!" Robert held the wand against Fred's face, "Professor Snape, you wouldn't want this little guy to get hurt in front of you, would you!"
"Oh? Want to torture me?"
Snape stopped abruptly two meters away from Robert, like a statue, as if time had stopped for him.
"Release this student, and I'll give you the chance!"
"Hahahahaha," Robert became even more manic, laughing until tears flowed, "Give me a chance?"
"I admit, I underestimated you, I am no match for you!"
"However, you may have forgotten something."
Robert's left hand pinched Fred's neck hard, causing him to cry out in pain.
"Put down your wand, or I'll use the Cruciatus Curse on him!"
Faced with Robert's threat, Snape remained unmoved. He said lightly.
"I am the evil Death Eater in your mouth, do you think I would put down my wand for a student and let you threaten my life?"
Snape glanced at the boulder behind Robert: "You came for this stone, didn't you!"
"You can guess, under my full attack, can this stone remain unscathed?"
"Dare you?!" Robert roared sternly, "Don't you care about your student's safety anymore?"
"You can bet whether I dare or not."
Hearing Snape's unchanging voice, Robert hesitated.
According to records, this boulder is related to Gryffindor, so it shouldn't be easily destroyed.
But he didn't dare to bet. He had spent a lot of energy and money for the stone behind him, it could be said that he had exhausted his family fortune.
He couldn't afford to lose...
Robert was worried about completely angering Snape, causing him to attack the boulder behind him, so he didn't dare to attack Fred.
Looking at Robert holding Fred in front of him, Snape didn't have the confidence to kill him with one blow, so he didn't dare to attack easily.
The situation was deadlocked.
Seeing the stalemate, Fred decided to save himself.
He first winked at Snape, attracting his attention.
Then, Fred carefully moved his right hand, slowly reaching into his pocket, and grasped the last Dungbomb.
He breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly took out the Dungbomb, and relying on his feeling, threw it backwards over his head.
With a 'pop', the Dungbomb shattered, emitting a pungent odor.
Right in the middle of the eyebrows!
Robert only slightly shifted his attention away from Fred when he saw a spherical object attacking his eyes.
Yellow liquid flowed down from his eyebrows, blurring his vision.
Because he couldn't see clearly, Robert was a little panicked.
So he gritted his teeth and pushed Fred hard towards Snape, while his right hand's wand fired a vicious curse at Fred!
"Bone-shattering Curse!"
Seeing Fred winking at him, Snape immediately understood that he was creating an opportunity for him.
When he saw the Dungbomb hitting Robert's eyebrows, Snape's eyes lit up, and he raised his wand to give him a fierce one.
However, he clearly saw Fred, who was being pushed towards him with force, and the wand behind him flashing with the dark light of black magic.
If he continued to attack Robert, he would definitely succeed, but Fred would definitely be hit.
In a split second, Snape didn't have time to think too much, he just instinctively dispelled the spell in his hand and pushed Fred aside with force.
The pain in his chest made his mind go blank, and then he fell heavily to the ground.
"Professor Snape!"
Seeing Snape being knocked to the ground by the curse and losing his voice, Fred felt a burst of fear.
Was this curse aimed at him?
Thinking that Snape had just pushed him away, Fred was extremely moved, and came to Snape's side, crawling and stumbling.
He helped Snape up from the ground and leaned him against his body, only to find that his hands were covered with Snape's blood.
"Professor, you're bleeding so much!" Fred cried.
"Hahahaha! I still won!"
Robert pointed his wand at Snape, wiping the filth from his eyes while laughing wildly.
"Snape, your heart has softened! I am the ultimate winner!"
"I said I would torture you severely!"
"Crucio!"
"Professor Snape!!!"
At the critical moment, a spell flew from afar.
In Fred's scream, a thick ice wall rose from the ground, blocking Fred and Snape.
Robert's spell hit it, only causing a few ice flakes to splash.
"I'm sorry, your idea of torturing Snape won't work!"
Sebastian's angry voice came from afar!
"Because, your next opponent is me... Professor Robert!"
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