Chapter 208: You don’t respect martial ethics, so you attacked me, a weak, pitiful and helpless firs
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Hong Ri Zhang Wei Luo
A gust of wind blows, and the branches and leaves of the plants make a sound.
There was nothing unusual about the direction Snape's wand pointed.
But he knew that his feeling was correct, there was someone over there.
He had already smelled the scent of that man.
Never underestimate the Potions Master's nose!
He even knew the approximate formula of the potion just by smelling it!
How could I not smell human scent!
"I will only warn you once. If you don't come out, I will take action."
Snape's eyes narrowed slightly.
The wand in his hand was also slightly raised at an angle.
At the same time, I was counting silently in my heart.
one two Three……
As soon as it reached three, a red light shot out from the tip of the wand!
It's a silent disarming spell!
Attack directly towards the target you have identified in your heart!
A hazy figure seemed to have made a rolling motion to avoid the disarming curse.
The disarming spell hit the big tree behind directly, making a fierce explosion.
"Severus, there's no need to be so impatient, right?"
With the helpless greeting, the hazy figure appeared.
He was a tall man, shrouded in a black robe and wearing a mask.
Snape frowned when he saw it.
He recognized this outfit all too well.
Because that's standard Death Eater attire.Black cloak + silver mask.
"who are you?"
Snape frowned.I went through the memory in my heart.
Which Death Eater smells like that?
To be honest, it's a bit familiar, and it must be something I've smelled recently.
Is it Malfoy?
Not like.
Is it Crabbe?Or Goyle?
A series of names of Death Eaters quickly passed by, and they were denied one by one.
Look at that mask again.
Smooth as a mirror, featureless.
"You don't look like someone I know," Snape said cautiously.
"You're wrong about that."
Jack shrugged.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly. When he saw the magic light, he quickly avoided and transformed.
But how to deal with Snape, he only had a rough outline in his mind, and no complete and detailed plan.
Turning into a black cloak and pretending to be a Death Eater was just a temporary idea.
But this seems to be more exciting.
The brain is working at an unprecedented speed.
"Severus, can you trust me?" Jack suddenly asked.
"What do you mean?" Snape looked at Jack warily.The footsteps moved slightly, and they vaguely opened some distance.
When Jack saw it, he didn't react at all. He just secretly increased his vigilance: "Our master has woken up. Do you know about this?"
Death Eater costume + our master, undoubtedly refers to Voldemort.
Some time ago, news spread among the Death Eaters that Voldemort was coming back, and the commotion in London was caused by him.
But no matter who it was, no one had received specific instructions from Voldemort.
As if Voldemort's return was just a joke.
Dumbledore had previously asked Snape to pay attention to this information.
As a result, he didn't miss every meeting with the Death Eaters. He almost collapsed from exhaustion and didn't receive any useful information.
Nowadays, it seems a little different.
"I don't know what you are talking about. I am a professor at Hogwarts." Snape did not answer, "I don't have any master."
Just kidding, if that man in black robes was an Auror, he would definitely end up in Azkaban.
Before the situation is clear, talking nonsense, what kind of fool can do that?
"Severus, the false king has appeared, and the real king is about to return." Jack began to act as the Riddler, "It's time for you to find your true memory and your true self."
Not to mention, being the Riddler is always fun.
It would be even better if you could make people dizzy.
"False king? Real king? Real memory?" As expected, Snape was stunned.
Voldemort knew.
The Death Eaters called Voldemort either Master or the Dark Lord.
But what does it mean to be a false king?
And the real king, the real memory?
What's wrong with my memory?
Has it been tampered with?
"What a pity, an outsider is here. Now is not the time to talk." Jack turned his head and looked into the distance.
Several identifiable figures have appeared.
He could recognize that it was Neville who was leading the way.
Next to Neville was Draco, Neville's and Harry's roommate.
Plus, there’s Hagrid’s pet dog.
I don’t know what’s going on, but they seem to be patrolling the Forbidden Forest?
"Let's talk next time, if we have a chance to meet."
Jack felt that the atmosphere was enough, so he turned around and left.
But as soon as he turned around, he felt a tingling sensation in his back.
I didn't have time to think too much, so I quickly threw myself on the ground and rolled like a lazy donkey.
While rolling, I took a moment to take a look.
A ray of red light passed directly and hit the tree.
The tree seemed to have been hit by a cannonball, exploding from the hit site.
Jack suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Good guy, it turns out you are like this Snape.
As expected of a member of the Death Eaters, he can cast spells silently.
You don’t even talk about martial arts, so you attacked me, a weak, pitiful and helpless first-year wizard.
"Why are you forcing me..."
Jack sighed helplessly.
He grabbed a branch from the ground, turned it into a wand, and pointed it at Snape.
In the dense woods, a large number of branches suddenly seemed to be alive. They stretched out long branches, like an arrow, and pierced Snape.
"Armor for protection!" Snape quickly cast the Iron Armor Charm on himself.
As soon as it was cast, overwhelming branches came from all directions.
Poke it directly outside his body.
clang clang...
A series of crisp metal collision sounds made his ears ring slightly.
But these slight influences cannot prevent him from using the Fierce Fire Curse.
Bang!
The blazing flame was like a halo, exploding suddenly with Snape as the center.
One, two, three...
A large number of haloes are constantly superimposed, densely packed!
At this moment, the place where Snape was was like the center of a nuclear explosion, spreading terrifying destructive power wantonly!
Those branches that were still showing off their power were burned to the ground in an instant!
far away.
Neville, Draco, and Harry's roommate, whose name he couldn't name, all looked at the sudden flames in horror, their legs already weak.
Hagrid's pet dog, who was traveling with them, had already run away while barking wildly.
Jack, who was fighting against Snape, frowned.
Did something go wrong? !
Is Snape that strong? !
Wasn't he repelled by Professor McGonagall?
What, is that acting?
So he killed Dumbledore?
Oh, by the way, that’s acting too.
Brother, you are a real actor, most people don’t know your depth.
Could it be that I am the first unlucky person?
Just as Jack was thinking about it, he saw that the orange fireball seemed to have mutated, with slits like narrow eyes growing out.
There was nothing unusual about the direction Snape's wand pointed.
But he knew that his feeling was correct, there was someone over there.
He had already smelled the scent of that man.
Never underestimate the Potions Master's nose!
He even knew the approximate formula of the potion just by smelling it!
How could I not smell human scent!
"I will only warn you once. If you don't come out, I will take action."
Snape's eyes narrowed slightly.
The wand in his hand was also slightly raised at an angle.
At the same time, I was counting silently in my heart.
one two Three……
As soon as it reached three, a red light shot out from the tip of the wand!
It's a silent disarming spell!
Attack directly towards the target you have identified in your heart!
A hazy figure seemed to have made a rolling motion to avoid the disarming curse.
The disarming spell hit the big tree behind directly, making a fierce explosion.
"Severus, there's no need to be so impatient, right?"
With the helpless greeting, the hazy figure appeared.
He was a tall man, shrouded in a black robe and wearing a mask.
Snape frowned when he saw it.
He recognized this outfit all too well.
Because that's standard Death Eater attire.Black cloak + silver mask.
"who are you?"
Snape frowned.I went through the memory in my heart.
Which Death Eater smells like that?
To be honest, it's a bit familiar, and it must be something I've smelled recently.
Is it Malfoy?
Not like.
Is it Crabbe?Or Goyle?
A series of names of Death Eaters quickly passed by, and they were denied one by one.
Look at that mask again.
Smooth as a mirror, featureless.
"You don't look like someone I know," Snape said cautiously.
"You're wrong about that."
Jack shrugged.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly. When he saw the magic light, he quickly avoided and transformed.
But how to deal with Snape, he only had a rough outline in his mind, and no complete and detailed plan.
Turning into a black cloak and pretending to be a Death Eater was just a temporary idea.
But this seems to be more exciting.
The brain is working at an unprecedented speed.
"Severus, can you trust me?" Jack suddenly asked.
"What do you mean?" Snape looked at Jack warily.The footsteps moved slightly, and they vaguely opened some distance.
When Jack saw it, he didn't react at all. He just secretly increased his vigilance: "Our master has woken up. Do you know about this?"
Death Eater costume + our master, undoubtedly refers to Voldemort.
Some time ago, news spread among the Death Eaters that Voldemort was coming back, and the commotion in London was caused by him.
But no matter who it was, no one had received specific instructions from Voldemort.
As if Voldemort's return was just a joke.
Dumbledore had previously asked Snape to pay attention to this information.
As a result, he didn't miss every meeting with the Death Eaters. He almost collapsed from exhaustion and didn't receive any useful information.
Nowadays, it seems a little different.
"I don't know what you are talking about. I am a professor at Hogwarts." Snape did not answer, "I don't have any master."
Just kidding, if that man in black robes was an Auror, he would definitely end up in Azkaban.
Before the situation is clear, talking nonsense, what kind of fool can do that?
"Severus, the false king has appeared, and the real king is about to return." Jack began to act as the Riddler, "It's time for you to find your true memory and your true self."
Not to mention, being the Riddler is always fun.
It would be even better if you could make people dizzy.
"False king? Real king? Real memory?" As expected, Snape was stunned.
Voldemort knew.
The Death Eaters called Voldemort either Master or the Dark Lord.
But what does it mean to be a false king?
And the real king, the real memory?
What's wrong with my memory?
Has it been tampered with?
"What a pity, an outsider is here. Now is not the time to talk." Jack turned his head and looked into the distance.
Several identifiable figures have appeared.
He could recognize that it was Neville who was leading the way.
Next to Neville was Draco, Neville's and Harry's roommate.
Plus, there’s Hagrid’s pet dog.
I don’t know what’s going on, but they seem to be patrolling the Forbidden Forest?
"Let's talk next time, if we have a chance to meet."
Jack felt that the atmosphere was enough, so he turned around and left.
But as soon as he turned around, he felt a tingling sensation in his back.
I didn't have time to think too much, so I quickly threw myself on the ground and rolled like a lazy donkey.
While rolling, I took a moment to take a look.
A ray of red light passed directly and hit the tree.
The tree seemed to have been hit by a cannonball, exploding from the hit site.
Jack suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Good guy, it turns out you are like this Snape.
As expected of a member of the Death Eaters, he can cast spells silently.
You don’t even talk about martial arts, so you attacked me, a weak, pitiful and helpless first-year wizard.
"Why are you forcing me..."
Jack sighed helplessly.
He grabbed a branch from the ground, turned it into a wand, and pointed it at Snape.
In the dense woods, a large number of branches suddenly seemed to be alive. They stretched out long branches, like an arrow, and pierced Snape.
"Armor for protection!" Snape quickly cast the Iron Armor Charm on himself.
As soon as it was cast, overwhelming branches came from all directions.
Poke it directly outside his body.
clang clang...
A series of crisp metal collision sounds made his ears ring slightly.
But these slight influences cannot prevent him from using the Fierce Fire Curse.
Bang!
The blazing flame was like a halo, exploding suddenly with Snape as the center.
One, two, three...
A large number of haloes are constantly superimposed, densely packed!
At this moment, the place where Snape was was like the center of a nuclear explosion, spreading terrifying destructive power wantonly!
Those branches that were still showing off their power were burned to the ground in an instant!
far away.
Neville, Draco, and Harry's roommate, whose name he couldn't name, all looked at the sudden flames in horror, their legs already weak.
Hagrid's pet dog, who was traveling with them, had already run away while barking wildly.
Jack, who was fighting against Snape, frowned.
Did something go wrong? !
Is Snape that strong? !
Wasn't he repelled by Professor McGonagall?
What, is that acting?
So he killed Dumbledore?
Oh, by the way, that’s acting too.
Brother, you are a real actor, most people don’t know your depth.
Could it be that I am the first unlucky person?
Just as Jack was thinking about it, he saw that the orange fireball seemed to have mutated, with slits like narrow eyes growing out.
