Chapter 113

Chapter 130 Snape’s hint and the Soul-Eating Curse

Money is not everything, but most people are moved by money.

Even in the magical world, this principle still works.

John quickly got the materials, a delicate box, and mandrake leaves placed inside.

When the first full moon arrives, John can start the Animagus.

"Speaking of which, Full Moon Lupine is also going to transform."

Thinking of Lupine's identity, even though there is wolfsbane potion now, Lupine probably won't come to class in his werewolf form.

Sure enough, Professor Snape replaced Lupine in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"Sorry, I'm late, Professor Lupin, I..."

When John saw Harry who was late, there was confusion in his eyes.

"This class started ten minutes ago, Potter, so I think I should deduct ten points from Gryffindor and sit down."

Snape raised his eyes from the podium, and his tone was neither serious nor serious, but the smell of yin and yang was very strong.

Harry did not move, but stared at Snape. He asked, "Where is Professor Lupin?"

"He said he was feeling very unwell today and couldn't come to class." Snape smiled ferociously. No young wizard had ever dared to challenge his authority. He stared at Harry sullenly and said, "I think I asked you to sit down." Was it down?"

Harry thought a lot about this sentence. He thought about Snape's longing for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and he thought about the dark stuff Snape drank for Lupin that day.

It was as if Snape had poisoned Lupine. Harry did not move, stared at Snape, and asked again: "What happened to him?"

Snape's patience was worn away, and his eyes opened wider. "There is no life-threatening danger."

He said so, but Snape looked like he was eager to do something. He said calmly: "Five more points will be deducted from Gryffindor. If I have to ask you to sit down a third time, I will deduct 50 points." point."

Harry finally walked slowly to his seat, and John curled his lips. Professor Snape looked fierce on the surface, but he answered every word Harry said.

Snape looked around the class with a cold attitude, "Before Potter interrupted me, I mentioned that Professor Lupin did not leave any records about what you have learned..."

"I'm sorry, sir, we learned Boggart, Red Hat, Cabba and Grindylow."

Seeing what he said, Hermione opened and closed her mouth quickly, told the previous lesson, and then reminded: "Just about to start learning..."

"Quiet, I didn't ask any questions."

Hermione's behavior of telling everyone everything made Snape's attitude even colder. He was very unhappy with Lupine: "I just criticized Professor Luping's teaching for lack of structure."

"He taught us..."

Dean Thomas saw that the two Gryffindors were so brave, so he wanted to follow suit.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, Snape's death gaze came over.

John was speechless, do you also have a mother named Lily who is so brave?

Didn't you see that Professor Snape's face turned dark?

Seeing signs of discussion in the classroom, John coughed.

Neither light nor heavy, the voices in the classroom gradually became quiet.

John looked up at Professor Snape, smiled and said, "Please continue."

Snape looked deeply at John and waved his wand.

"Today we're going to talk about...werewolves."

He drawled. Hermione over there was still about to speak, but Snape had already looked at John and said, "Mr. Wick, maybe you can say something."

John watched as the textbook in front of him was turned to page 394, the chapter on werewolves.

Snape crossed his arms and asked in a lazy voice: "How can you tell the difference between a werewolf and a real wolf?"

It was a rare thing to take the initiative to name John.

And Lupine is not here yet, and his identity is still a werewolf.

This is a bit meaningful.

John couldn't let the extra points fly away, so he said: "There are several small differences between werewolves and real wolves, such as pupils, nose, tail..."

John answered the question easily, and Snape gave John 10 points.

Then he asked several questions about werewolves in succession, and without exception, John was asked to answer.

Hermione was not far away, her hand was raised the whole time, but was ignored.

This made Ron dissatisfied, and he deliberately shouted loudly: "You asked so many questions, and she knows the answers! If you only ask John, why don't you just add 50 points to him!"

Snape turned his head dangerously, walked quickly to Ron, and brought his face very close.

The students around him held their breath, Ron was so brave.

Snape whispered softly, as if coaxing a child to sleep, "Ground confinement, Weasley!"

After saying that, he straightened up and looked around, and the people he saw couldn't help but shrink their necks.

No one dared to raise any more opinions. This class was as if it was specially given to John, with the two of them playing a double act.

After asking and answering questions, John discovered that Professor Snape seemed to have a soft spot for him today.

All kinds of werewolf problems were thrown in his face, and his eyes seemed to say, hurry up and discover Lupine's werewolf identity.

John resisted the urge to hold his forehead. It’s not like he didn’t know. Besides, you made it so obvious, so you might as well just tell me.

The questions are over, followed by excerpts of knowledge about werewolves.

Snape placed another piece of parchment in front of John, and John looked at the one he had just copied, lost in thought.

"John Wick, your handwriting is too ugly, write it again." Snape said slowly and leisurely.

Good guy, say it again!

The characters I write are in cursive style. Do you know what cursive style is?

The corner of John's mouth twitched, I know what you are trying to imply to me, but it doesn't have to be like this, right?

There was some resentment, so John had to copy it again.

The bell rang, and the class was finally over. Snape glanced at John, and his wand seemed to be placed casually on the word werewolf on the book.

"Each person writes a paper and gives it to me. The content is how to identify and kill werewolves. I ask you to fill two volumes of parchment on this topic."

Having said this, Snape paused, lowered his head and said word by word to John: "John Wick, you need to submit four volumes."

What the hell...

John really wants to say that I understand everything, so please stop hinting that I know Lupine is a werewolf.

Who reminded you like this?

Unfortunately, Snape didn't understand John's resentment and said with dissatisfaction in his tone: "It's due on Monday morning. This class needs someone to take good care of it. Weasley, don't leave yet."

Ron was originally angry that Snape deliberately ignored Gryffindor, but after seeing John's double homework, he began to feel lucky that he was a little transparent.

Just when he was about to blend in with the team and leave, he was directly called out by Snape.

His calves were a little weak, and when he saw a smile on Snape's sallow face, he looked very scary.

"Harry, Hermione, help me."

He asked his two friends for help and received helpless looks.

In the end, Ron was punished by cleaning the urinals in the school hospital, and was not allowed to use magic.

He was so angry that he told Sirius to hide in the office and kill Snape.

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At night, John looked up at the sky.

Tomorrow is the full moon, so he heads to the secret room.

The last time the dementors searched, they didn't find the secret room.

The new Dementor was pinned in the corner, John held a wand in one hand, and the Patronus Charm turned into an albatross and knocked the Dementor against the wall.

There are two bottles in front of him, one is a silver soul, the other is black.

After hesitating for a moment, John picked up the black one.

"Try to see if this can be used to separate souls."

If dementors had bodies, then this black mass could be considered flesh.

It was essentially a curse mixed with dust, and John pressed his right hand on the black.

The black color was absorbed and gradually formed a black ball on the hand.

A trace of darkness was pulled out from inside, and John blew at the dementor.

Those black silk threads covered the Dementor's body bit by bit like spider silk.

The dementor's tattered cloak was ripped off and swallowed by the black ball.

Seeing this scene, John narrowed his eyes.

"Do they eat the same kind?"

Staring at the ball in his hand, he took out a ring.

"come over."

The palm held a ring with an emerald green gemstone, and the darkness that had been extracted was led to the ring.

Black gradually infected the emerald green, and black traces like spider webs appeared on the surface of the originally pure ring.

"Let's call it the Soul-Eating Curse."

The ring was placed on the ring finger of his right hand. John shook his hand and pointed at the much weaker Dementor. He opened his hand and layers of black were peeled off and flew into the ring.

The dementor let out a shrill scream, and was eventually stripped of its physical curse, leaving only an unconscious soul.

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Chapter 131 Football match accident and attacking dementors

Saturday, a rainy day.

It seems that God has not favored Gryffindor.

Wood had a stern face, and the umbrellas blowing outside were about to fly away.

Originally, they were going to play against Slytherin today, but the Slytherin people avoided the game on the grounds that their teammates were injured.

Yes, that unlucky guy who was knocked down by Buckbeak's claw.

That's Slytherin's new Chaser.

"Despicable Slytherin!" He gritted his teeth and said, "He must want to see both us and Hufflepuff lose!"

Harry was also angry, especially after his friend was punished by the head of Slytherin for cleaning the hospital urinal.

They held their breath and looked up outside. The rain was like falling bullets, and it was like pebbles just hitting their faces.

The wind was strong enough to blow away every little wizard on his broom, making it difficult to control just flying.

Harry went to change into the bright red team uniform. Before entering the dressing room, he saw Malfoy with a dark face, as if someone owed him thousands of galleons.

In the stands.

Goyle and Crabbe were holding a parasol, and Malfoy was in a bad mood.

Arriving at John's side, John used a waterproof spell and the water slipped away before hitting him.

Daphne also lets John use one on her.

"It seems that you are not in a good mood."

Glancing at Malfoy, John knew what he was angry about.