Chapter 167 That's it?That's it?
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
"That's it? That's it?" Snape waved his wand expressionlessly to deflect a curse that was directed towards his cheek. The red beam of light bounced straight towards the hill of garbage piled on one side, blasting out a small pit.
The next second, another beam of magic spells shot back.
"Crack." There was a crisp sound of broken glass, and the ominous curse continued unabated, breaking through the thin light-colored armor and heading straight for Sur who was hiding under the armor.
Sur rolled to the right in embarrassment, barely escaping the rapidly shooting spell.
Oh my God, Snape is trying to kill me. The aura on this curse belongs to black magic.
Seeing Snape slowly moving forward with a cold face and raising his wand, Soul fired without thinking, but there were many obstacles. Unfortunately, the curse was deflected and shot towards the garbage pile not far away, exploding and fading. A piece of wrapping paper.
"Huh?" At this time, Snape stopped and looked down. His feet had just stepped into a swamp, a swamp that did not exist here.
The obstacle spell just now was just a cover-up. The sudden appearance of the swamp under his feet was Sur's purpose. The transformation spell was silent and quietly laid a small trap.
"Too immature." Snape mocked, "Are you planning to make me laugh?"
As he spoke, he lifted his feet effortlessly, and at this moment, a repelling spell came straight towards him.
But Snape reacted very quickly, tilted his head to the left, and the repelling curse rubbed his greasy black hair and shot it behind him.
Looking at Suer again, in just a few seconds, he had already stood still, holding a weak magic shield in front of him, showing a smile.
"Thunderbolt explosion!" The young man's Qingyue voice sounded in the open space surrounded by garbage.
"Bang!" The target was not Snape, but the garbage that had gathered behind Snape at some point.
"Crash." Various packaging bags, half-eaten fish bones, and green-rotten mashed potatoes that exuded a strong stench were poured down on Snape.
The biochemical attack was very effective. Even if Snape reacted quickly and built a magic wall, there were still sporadic liquid stinking garbage stuck to his body and hair.
It is not very harmful and extremely insulting.
After the rain of garbage stopped, the calm Professor Snape lowered his head and looked at himself. A highly irritating stench lingered on the tip of his nose. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and a clearly visible bulge appeared on his temple--- 'Well' character.
Sur laughed and snarled, his expression stiffened, and a stronger sense of crisis than the day he met the three Acromantulas when he transformed into an Animagus rushed into his mind.
A fierce and urgent siren sounded in his mind.
"Ah!! Don't...this won't work!!"
"I'm still a child!! I'm your student! Professor!!"
"Ah~~~~"
The dark river water continued to flow quietly and slowly, and the hoarse screams of the young man echoed in the sky for a long time.
Not long after, Suer hugged his knees and sat on the tattered cloth sofa with a look of being spoiled. His eyes were empty, full of despair for life.
why am i alive
Opposite him was Professor Snape, who had regained his composure. His hair was wet, but still greasy. The wizard robe on his body had obviously been replaced by a new one. This could be judged from the few dark red blood stains that disappeared from his chest. .
Snape's eyes remained calm, but he still couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth when he thought about the time when he was covered in garbage.
He doesn't wash his hair or change his clothes, but that doesn't mean he doesn't like to be clean! ! !
Thinking about it now, I still get angry.
People who see this, if they think wrongly, just face the wall with your face against the wall!
Although fencing is a common thing in rotten countries, please note that Soul is a minor, and our beloved Professor Snape is more than who knows how many years!
No matter which country you are in, it is illegal to use fencing tactics on a minor!illegal!unethical!
What?Are you saying that you use magic to teach students about their offensive behavior against professors?
Oh, excuse me, bye.
That was the fact. Snape, who felt he had been humiliated, became extremely angry under Soul's trash attack. Well, he felt more shame than anger.
He believes that he needs to teach his students what it means to respect teachers!
So, Snape showed Soul what it means to be an adult wizard and how powerful a professor is.
He demonstrated to his good (accent) students what a series of simple prank magic would look like in the hands of a professor in the eyes of the castle students.
Snape's step-by-step teaching, in Soul's opinion, was one-sided torture for himself. However, torture was torture, and Snape still acted in a measured way, not hurting himself, and indeed letting him open up. vision.
Simple prank magic, in the hands of an adult wizard, is no different from some black magic.
Here we need to define, black magic is actually divided into jinxes, poisonous curses, and curses. Those mischievous magics such as tarantella dance and tears are the lighter magic among the jinxes.
Poison spells are magic that is deeper than evil curses and will bring inconvenience or harm to the target, but is not harmful enough to reach the level of curse. The concept is vague. Sometimes a stick stuck in the front teeth is considered evil. Curses are also poisonous curses.
What about the curse?The most representative one is the famous Avada Kedavra. Any curse that takes the life of the person being cursed or causes serious and irreparable injuries is a curse.
Judging from Professor Snape's 'teaching', even a simple curse such as sticking a stick in one's front teeth can develop into a curse that takes the life of a wizard. Imagine what it would feel like to be stabbed to death by one's own front teeth.
Of course, Snape deliberately controlled the power of these magics when he taught (out) and learned (qi), but it was enough for Soul to realize the meaning behind these simple prank magics.
Magic with strong negative emotions can be called black magic!If it had not been Snape but a dark wizard, Soul would have been stabbed to death by his own front teeth, or strangled to death by his suddenly longer hair.
But in any case, as a professor, using black magic on his students is too much!
I have to complain to Dumbledore.
Beep beep beep!
After a long time, Soul recovered from Snape's brutal revenge. His face was calm, but his eyes were full of anger.
Snape gave Soul a faint look of contempt, unconvinced?Then just hold it in, and one day you can beat me... Oh, this is impossible.
"Let me see how your Occlumency practice is going," Snape said calmly.
Su Er's expression froze again.
Damn it, how could I forget this?
The next second, another beam of magic spells shot back.
"Crack." There was a crisp sound of broken glass, and the ominous curse continued unabated, breaking through the thin light-colored armor and heading straight for Sur who was hiding under the armor.
Sur rolled to the right in embarrassment, barely escaping the rapidly shooting spell.
Oh my God, Snape is trying to kill me. The aura on this curse belongs to black magic.
Seeing Snape slowly moving forward with a cold face and raising his wand, Soul fired without thinking, but there were many obstacles. Unfortunately, the curse was deflected and shot towards the garbage pile not far away, exploding and fading. A piece of wrapping paper.
"Huh?" At this time, Snape stopped and looked down. His feet had just stepped into a swamp, a swamp that did not exist here.
The obstacle spell just now was just a cover-up. The sudden appearance of the swamp under his feet was Sur's purpose. The transformation spell was silent and quietly laid a small trap.
"Too immature." Snape mocked, "Are you planning to make me laugh?"
As he spoke, he lifted his feet effortlessly, and at this moment, a repelling spell came straight towards him.
But Snape reacted very quickly, tilted his head to the left, and the repelling curse rubbed his greasy black hair and shot it behind him.
Looking at Suer again, in just a few seconds, he had already stood still, holding a weak magic shield in front of him, showing a smile.
"Thunderbolt explosion!" The young man's Qingyue voice sounded in the open space surrounded by garbage.
"Bang!" The target was not Snape, but the garbage that had gathered behind Snape at some point.
"Crash." Various packaging bags, half-eaten fish bones, and green-rotten mashed potatoes that exuded a strong stench were poured down on Snape.
The biochemical attack was very effective. Even if Snape reacted quickly and built a magic wall, there were still sporadic liquid stinking garbage stuck to his body and hair.
It is not very harmful and extremely insulting.
After the rain of garbage stopped, the calm Professor Snape lowered his head and looked at himself. A highly irritating stench lingered on the tip of his nose. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and a clearly visible bulge appeared on his temple--- 'Well' character.
Sur laughed and snarled, his expression stiffened, and a stronger sense of crisis than the day he met the three Acromantulas when he transformed into an Animagus rushed into his mind.
A fierce and urgent siren sounded in his mind.
"Ah!! Don't...this won't work!!"
"I'm still a child!! I'm your student! Professor!!"
"Ah~~~~"
The dark river water continued to flow quietly and slowly, and the hoarse screams of the young man echoed in the sky for a long time.
Not long after, Suer hugged his knees and sat on the tattered cloth sofa with a look of being spoiled. His eyes were empty, full of despair for life.
why am i alive
Opposite him was Professor Snape, who had regained his composure. His hair was wet, but still greasy. The wizard robe on his body had obviously been replaced by a new one. This could be judged from the few dark red blood stains that disappeared from his chest. .
Snape's eyes remained calm, but he still couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth when he thought about the time when he was covered in garbage.
He doesn't wash his hair or change his clothes, but that doesn't mean he doesn't like to be clean! ! !
Thinking about it now, I still get angry.
People who see this, if they think wrongly, just face the wall with your face against the wall!
Although fencing is a common thing in rotten countries, please note that Soul is a minor, and our beloved Professor Snape is more than who knows how many years!
No matter which country you are in, it is illegal to use fencing tactics on a minor!illegal!unethical!
What?Are you saying that you use magic to teach students about their offensive behavior against professors?
Oh, excuse me, bye.
That was the fact. Snape, who felt he had been humiliated, became extremely angry under Soul's trash attack. Well, he felt more shame than anger.
He believes that he needs to teach his students what it means to respect teachers!
So, Snape showed Soul what it means to be an adult wizard and how powerful a professor is.
He demonstrated to his good (accent) students what a series of simple prank magic would look like in the hands of a professor in the eyes of the castle students.
Snape's step-by-step teaching, in Soul's opinion, was one-sided torture for himself. However, torture was torture, and Snape still acted in a measured way, not hurting himself, and indeed letting him open up. vision.
Simple prank magic, in the hands of an adult wizard, is no different from some black magic.
Here we need to define, black magic is actually divided into jinxes, poisonous curses, and curses. Those mischievous magics such as tarantella dance and tears are the lighter magic among the jinxes.
Poison spells are magic that is deeper than evil curses and will bring inconvenience or harm to the target, but is not harmful enough to reach the level of curse. The concept is vague. Sometimes a stick stuck in the front teeth is considered evil. Curses are also poisonous curses.
What about the curse?The most representative one is the famous Avada Kedavra. Any curse that takes the life of the person being cursed or causes serious and irreparable injuries is a curse.
Judging from Professor Snape's 'teaching', even a simple curse such as sticking a stick in one's front teeth can develop into a curse that takes the life of a wizard. Imagine what it would feel like to be stabbed to death by one's own front teeth.
Of course, Snape deliberately controlled the power of these magics when he taught (out) and learned (qi), but it was enough for Soul to realize the meaning behind these simple prank magics.
Magic with strong negative emotions can be called black magic!If it had not been Snape but a dark wizard, Soul would have been stabbed to death by his own front teeth, or strangled to death by his suddenly longer hair.
But in any case, as a professor, using black magic on his students is too much!
I have to complain to Dumbledore.
Beep beep beep!
After a long time, Soul recovered from Snape's brutal revenge. His face was calm, but his eyes were full of anger.
Snape gave Soul a faint look of contempt, unconvinced?Then just hold it in, and one day you can beat me... Oh, this is impossible.
"Let me see how your Occlumency practice is going," Snape said calmly.
Su Er's expression froze again.
Damn it, how could I forget this?
