Chapter 165 Dumbledore wants an apprentice?
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Qing Mo Da Xian
The entrance to the castle dungeon, now guarded by Snape.
He also deliberately lit all the candles, which were brighter than the daytime.
This is a very patient hunter.
At least that's what Vincent in the stairwell thought.
One o'clock in the morning, the last 5 minutes left.
The basement where the kitchen was located was just next to the dungeon, and his task was to lure Snape away once again.
There are still a lot of smoke bombs left, but the opponent obviously won't be fooled again.
Relying on other movements will not work, it will only make the opponent more firm.
Another four bottles of boosting potions were consumed, and he did not choose to hide this time.
"Good evening, Professor—"
The low and hoarse voice made Snape frown.
Accompanying it was a dart with a metallic luster.
The spell he cast with his raised hand successfully knocked it down.
The batarang inserted into the ground began to smoke.
It's a smoke bomb disguised with Transfiguration!
"All together—"
As soon as the spell was uttered, the next bat dart struck again.
Snape knocked down seven or eight in a row, and the fire in his heart became more and more intense.
"Face me, Wayne!"
He was answered by two bat darts.
Such a dirty psychological warfare, ordinary wizards really rushed up.
Vincent leaning against the wall took out two small red balls from his belt.
"All curses end—"
This time no transfiguration was used.
Snape inside caught a glimpse of them when the two curses swung across them.
Unfortunately nothing works.
After all, he is an experienced professor, and he quickly put the head soaking spell on his head while flying to the side.
Vincent felt this was a good opportunity.
"All protection—"
After adding protective magic to his right hand, he raised his wand aloft and struck at the compressed cloud of smoke.
No matter how small the range of the curse is, it is bigger than this concentrating spell like a showmanship.
Like a balloon filled with dust being punctured, the space at the entrance of the dungeon was filled with smoke in an instant.
Snape, who straightened his back, was about to gather again, when a hazy black figure had already approached him.
The thick wall he had just erected with Transfiguration was pierced directly by the glowing blue alder wand.
Vincent barely used much force and easily dismantled the defense.
The smoke became thicker and thicker, and the figures of the two became more and more blurred.
Snape knew he was nearby, and he was eyeing his wand.
Legilimency doesn't work, and the risk of taking the risk of dispelling the smoke is high.
What's more, he didn't want to use a large area of damaging magic.
Even though two bat darts flew through the smoke, it never wavered.
After two bangs, the dungeon door was opened from the outside.
The five in gas masks all knew to wait for a signal.
Vincent rushed towards Snape.
It's done, the copy is cleared.
If it fails, they will be punished collectively.
Slytherins are unwilling to take risks, but Gryffindors have the courage.Fun Court
He placed his steaming right hand on the shoulder holding the wand in front of him.
The sudden pull made Snape raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
No matter how capable an 11-year-old child is, he can only drag him, a 1.8-meter-tall adult, at best.
Muggle fighting skills are indeed powerful, but let's practice for a few more years.
Then he was weightless.
"Flying cranes to catch shrimp!"
Snape's feet were half a meter off the ground.
But Vincent did not stop attacking.
"Hungry wolves go forward!"
He slammed across his right shoulder.
If this trick hits, the waist will definitely be gone.
"Armor protection——" Snape put on the Iron Armor Charm and collided directly with him.
The five small figures at the entrance of the dungeon knew that this was a signal.
They didn't bother to complain about the name of the move, and rushed to the basement next door with their legs open.
George, who arrived first, scratched the pear, Fred reached out and opened the door, and Hermione was the first to get in.
When Cedric and Rove went in one after another, only half a minute passed.
"Huhu——Vincent is too fierce, he just threw the old bat and hit him."
"I think he'll have to lie down until the end of the Christmas break at the very least."
"Not necessarily, in the end he used the Iron Armor Curse."
"But Vincent can also use the curse of death."
Although Hermione, who hadn't spoken yet, didn't know what happened before, she still keenly noticed something unusual.
"You say, why didn't Snape deal with him as hard as he did with Quirrell?"
Cedric came back to his senses in an instant, "Yes, Vincent definitely couldn't just throw him away at that time, he will definitely be able to react at this point of time."
Rove substituted in, "I can't help myself, but with his height and weight——
He is probing!Just like Dumbledore did! "
Both Fred and George had absurd faces.
"We understand how you feel about Professor Dumbledore, but Snape is not that kind of person at all."
Insidious, despicable, unscrupulous.
As Head of Slytherin, he'd even gone so far this year.
It's fine if you don't give face to Harry, the famous savior in the wizarding world. Even if the six of them were only nominated for the Order of Merlin, this man has never restrained himself a bit.
"Maybe you're right, Rove." The worry on Hermione's face was gradually disappearing.
"We all know that he is the master of Legilimency, what if it was you?
What would you think if you met a natural Occlumency master like Vincent? "
"I'll be uneasy." Cedric looked towards Rove. "Professor Dumbledore said that it was Nico Flamel's invitation. How credible do you think it is?"
"Fifty-five ten." Rove couldn't be sure, "My grandfather said that Mr. Flamel is a very nice person, just as kind as any old man you meet in Godric's Hollow."
"That means..." Fred and George understood.
Because Legilimency masters can read the thoughts in other people's minds, they will unconsciously increase their desire to control a little bit.
Dumbledore wanted to exercise Harry, but he gave up when Vincent discovered Quirrell's true colors.
The Sword Slashing Killing Curse almost destroyed Voldemort, who was greatly weakened.
This desire to control made even the strongest in the magic world have to try again and again.
As the same master of Legilimency, Snape must have had something in mind.
"What do you think it is?"
Hermione smiled wryly when asked.
"When Professor Dumbledore first tried Vincent, he just swallowed the super sour candy.
The second time you were there, he deserted directly in front of the professor, completely unwilling to listen to the professor's explanation. "
"He already knew!" Rove's mouth twitched fiercely, "No wonder he was spotted."
"It's still half a month ago." Hermione narrated what happened in the flying class that day.
Vincent should have been repeatedly tested by Dumbledore before he deliberately went to Draco to relieve the pressure.
"Merlin's big underpants!" Cedric opened his mouth wide. "The professor wants to teach him personally?"
"Goooo—" Fred and George looked at Rove.
"Maybe." Rove said without much confidence.
But there is this sentence, which shows that this possibility is still quite high.
Studying at Hogwarts College, in fact, anyone can say that he is a student of Dumbledore.
But if it is taught in person, then the two parties are the real master-student relationship.
mentor,
apprentice.
tutor,
apprentice.
……
……
He also deliberately lit all the candles, which were brighter than the daytime.
This is a very patient hunter.
At least that's what Vincent in the stairwell thought.
One o'clock in the morning, the last 5 minutes left.
The basement where the kitchen was located was just next to the dungeon, and his task was to lure Snape away once again.
There are still a lot of smoke bombs left, but the opponent obviously won't be fooled again.
Relying on other movements will not work, it will only make the opponent more firm.
Another four bottles of boosting potions were consumed, and he did not choose to hide this time.
"Good evening, Professor—"
The low and hoarse voice made Snape frown.
Accompanying it was a dart with a metallic luster.
The spell he cast with his raised hand successfully knocked it down.
The batarang inserted into the ground began to smoke.
It's a smoke bomb disguised with Transfiguration!
"All together—"
As soon as the spell was uttered, the next bat dart struck again.
Snape knocked down seven or eight in a row, and the fire in his heart became more and more intense.
"Face me, Wayne!"
He was answered by two bat darts.
Such a dirty psychological warfare, ordinary wizards really rushed up.
Vincent leaning against the wall took out two small red balls from his belt.
"All curses end—"
This time no transfiguration was used.
Snape inside caught a glimpse of them when the two curses swung across them.
Unfortunately nothing works.
After all, he is an experienced professor, and he quickly put the head soaking spell on his head while flying to the side.
Vincent felt this was a good opportunity.
"All protection—"
After adding protective magic to his right hand, he raised his wand aloft and struck at the compressed cloud of smoke.
No matter how small the range of the curse is, it is bigger than this concentrating spell like a showmanship.
Like a balloon filled with dust being punctured, the space at the entrance of the dungeon was filled with smoke in an instant.
Snape, who straightened his back, was about to gather again, when a hazy black figure had already approached him.
The thick wall he had just erected with Transfiguration was pierced directly by the glowing blue alder wand.
Vincent barely used much force and easily dismantled the defense.
The smoke became thicker and thicker, and the figures of the two became more and more blurred.
Snape knew he was nearby, and he was eyeing his wand.
Legilimency doesn't work, and the risk of taking the risk of dispelling the smoke is high.
What's more, he didn't want to use a large area of damaging magic.
Even though two bat darts flew through the smoke, it never wavered.
After two bangs, the dungeon door was opened from the outside.
The five in gas masks all knew to wait for a signal.
Vincent rushed towards Snape.
It's done, the copy is cleared.
If it fails, they will be punished collectively.
Slytherins are unwilling to take risks, but Gryffindors have the courage.Fun Court
He placed his steaming right hand on the shoulder holding the wand in front of him.
The sudden pull made Snape raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
No matter how capable an 11-year-old child is, he can only drag him, a 1.8-meter-tall adult, at best.
Muggle fighting skills are indeed powerful, but let's practice for a few more years.
Then he was weightless.
"Flying cranes to catch shrimp!"
Snape's feet were half a meter off the ground.
But Vincent did not stop attacking.
"Hungry wolves go forward!"
He slammed across his right shoulder.
If this trick hits, the waist will definitely be gone.
"Armor protection——" Snape put on the Iron Armor Charm and collided directly with him.
The five small figures at the entrance of the dungeon knew that this was a signal.
They didn't bother to complain about the name of the move, and rushed to the basement next door with their legs open.
George, who arrived first, scratched the pear, Fred reached out and opened the door, and Hermione was the first to get in.
When Cedric and Rove went in one after another, only half a minute passed.
"Huhu——Vincent is too fierce, he just threw the old bat and hit him."
"I think he'll have to lie down until the end of the Christmas break at the very least."
"Not necessarily, in the end he used the Iron Armor Curse."
"But Vincent can also use the curse of death."
Although Hermione, who hadn't spoken yet, didn't know what happened before, she still keenly noticed something unusual.
"You say, why didn't Snape deal with him as hard as he did with Quirrell?"
Cedric came back to his senses in an instant, "Yes, Vincent definitely couldn't just throw him away at that time, he will definitely be able to react at this point of time."
Rove substituted in, "I can't help myself, but with his height and weight——
He is probing!Just like Dumbledore did! "
Both Fred and George had absurd faces.
"We understand how you feel about Professor Dumbledore, but Snape is not that kind of person at all."
Insidious, despicable, unscrupulous.
As Head of Slytherin, he'd even gone so far this year.
It's fine if you don't give face to Harry, the famous savior in the wizarding world. Even if the six of them were only nominated for the Order of Merlin, this man has never restrained himself a bit.
"Maybe you're right, Rove." The worry on Hermione's face was gradually disappearing.
"We all know that he is the master of Legilimency, what if it was you?
What would you think if you met a natural Occlumency master like Vincent? "
"I'll be uneasy." Cedric looked towards Rove. "Professor Dumbledore said that it was Nico Flamel's invitation. How credible do you think it is?"
"Fifty-five ten." Rove couldn't be sure, "My grandfather said that Mr. Flamel is a very nice person, just as kind as any old man you meet in Godric's Hollow."
"That means..." Fred and George understood.
Because Legilimency masters can read the thoughts in other people's minds, they will unconsciously increase their desire to control a little bit.
Dumbledore wanted to exercise Harry, but he gave up when Vincent discovered Quirrell's true colors.
The Sword Slashing Killing Curse almost destroyed Voldemort, who was greatly weakened.
This desire to control made even the strongest in the magic world have to try again and again.
As the same master of Legilimency, Snape must have had something in mind.
"What do you think it is?"
Hermione smiled wryly when asked.
"When Professor Dumbledore first tried Vincent, he just swallowed the super sour candy.
The second time you were there, he deserted directly in front of the professor, completely unwilling to listen to the professor's explanation. "
"He already knew!" Rove's mouth twitched fiercely, "No wonder he was spotted."
"It's still half a month ago." Hermione narrated what happened in the flying class that day.
Vincent should have been repeatedly tested by Dumbledore before he deliberately went to Draco to relieve the pressure.
"Merlin's big underpants!" Cedric opened his mouth wide. "The professor wants to teach him personally?"
"Goooo—" Fred and George looked at Rove.
"Maybe." Rove said without much confidence.
But there is this sentence, which shows that this possibility is still quite high.
Studying at Hogwarts College, in fact, anyone can say that he is a student of Dumbledore.
But if it is taught in person, then the two parties are the real master-student relationship.
mentor,
apprentice.
tutor,
apprentice.
……
……
