Chapter 627 Let’s have a fight, teacher

At the end of the stone steps is a door, a heavy stone door.

Strangely, the door was ajar, and a damp, musty wind blew out from inside.

Soul did not go in happily through the crack in the door rashly. He would not think that some Death Eater had carelessly left a crack in the door.

There must be a watcher inside.

In a dim environment, the best solution is one---

Reciting a spell silently in his mind, the tip of Sur's wand began to flicker with a little fluorescent light. The weak light spot like a firefly broke away from the wand, and drifted into the crack of the door following the guidance of his thoughts.

Suddenly, a red light suddenly appeared in the crack of the door.

Sure enough, there are watchers.

Just as a smile appeared on Su Er's lips, the dark crack in the door was quickly filled with bright light.

That is not a simple little magic spell. After Professor Flitwick's magic modification, it is no longer a basic fluorescent spell.

Feel the strong light bomb?

No matter how powerful a wizard is, he is still essentially a human being. As long as he is a human being, his eyes must be his weak point. His eyes, which are accustomed to dim environments, are suddenly stimulated by strong light.

Hey, that would be interesting.

As the muffled sound sounded, Suer concluded that there would be no survivors in a confined space, including the prisoners locked inside.

I'm sorry, Mr. Ollivander, I hope you can forgive me. Madam Pomfrey has good medical skills and will definitely be able to cure you.

So... before the light completely dissipated, Suer ducked into the door.

"Collapse!"

Two red lights flashed in succession, and with the muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, Suer breathed a sigh of relief.

The timing was perfect. At this moment, the bright light disappeared and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

"Mr. Ollivander?" Soul said softly, "Dumbledore asked me to rescue you. If you are here, please give me a response."

There was a muffled groan from the corner.

and the pained voice, “I, I’m here.”

Soul thought he was suffering from pain caused by the strong light irritating his eyeballs. He stepped over the two Death Eaters who had fallen to the ground and walked slowly towards the direction of the sound.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ollivander, the situation is urgent and I have no choice but to make this decision."

"Ahem..." Ollivander did not speak, but coughed.

The dungeon was not very big, about twice the size of the room he exploded not long ago. Soul quickly approached the corner.

He reached out and grabbed Ollivander who was curled up on the floor.

"Sir, we are leaving immediately."

But Ollivander suddenly said, "Little...be careful..."

Be careful about what? Before Sur could be surprised, a sharp object pressed against the back of his heart. Sur's figure stiffened for a moment, but at the next moment, a voice made him relax.

"I have countless opportunities to kill you if I wanted to."

"But will you do this?" Suer asked softly, "Teacher?"

After finishing speaking, he ignored the wand at the back of his heart, let go of Ollivander and turned around, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

"In other words, are you willing to do so?"

The wand changed from being held against the back of the heart to being held against the chest. Sur raised his eyes and looked at the familiar figure.

Snape's face was expressionless, but he moved the wand, flicked it, and a red light flashed. Poor Ollivander shivered for a moment, and his whole body collapsed to the ground.

At this time, Snape looked at Soul with a face that had no other expression.

"Hmph, sharp teeth and sharp mouth."

Soul chuckled and turned his back sharply. One hand held down Ollivander who fell to the ground, and the other hand pinched the ring on his chest. It was a portkey blessed by the Elder Wand. .

Before preparing to leave, Suer suddenly thought that if he left just like that, his cold-faced and warm-hearted teacher would have to face the extremely vicious Voldemort, which would not be an easy task.

So, he loosened the brass ring.

"Why don't you get out of here?" Snape naturally noticed Soul's actions and said coldly.

Soul didn't care at all about the cold expulsion in Snape's words, but raised his wand and said with a smile,

"Let's have a fight, teacher."

Snape obviously didn't expect such a development, and was stunned for a moment, but in a flash of thought, he immediately figured out why Sur said that. While his heart warmed, there was no trace of emotion on his lips. Spare people.

"Can I take this as your provoking me? Using what I taught you?"

"Don't underestimate me, teacher." Suer keenly noticed that the figure of one of the Death Eaters lying on the ground in the darkness moved. As he walked towards the center of the room, he flicked his wand and cast a red light. Flashed.

Snape also noticed it, raised his hand to refill the other one's round, walked towards the center of the room, and said softly.

"Then let me take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a green light in his hand.

Sur suddenly tilted his head, fluorescent green light spots shot onto the wall behind, and green gravel flew into the air.

"Killing curse, are you going to kill me, teacher!"

"Shattered to pieces!" The red light flashed and shot towards Snape silently. As Snape flicked his wand, the shattering curse dragged its flame tail like a rocket towards the sloping ceiling.

"boom!"

"Wow!"

The ceiling of the dungeon was shattered, and large and small gravel fell down.

"Since you provoke me, you must be prepared to be killed." Snape leaned slightly to the left, dodging the stun spell that followed the crushing spell, and flicked the wand he raised. The invisible wind blade took shape instantly, spinning left and right and shooting towards Sur.

"Whoops!" The wind blade, which was rotating rapidly under the influence of magic power, changed its trajectory under the influence of Sur's magic power, and drew a deep wind mark on the side wall.

The other one canceled each other out with the iron armor spell that was suddenly erected, and the clear sound of shattering glass resounded in the house.

Snape's signature dark magic edge was gone.

Sur dealt with the wind blades coming from the left and right. Just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed. A more secretive wind blade passed through the chain hanging on his chest.

"Ding." The copper ring made into a door key fell to the stone ground without the support of the chain.

Sur had no doubt that if this curse fell on his chest, it would definitely give him a heavy blow.

"Are you serious?"

He gasped.

"They will only be more cruel than me." Snape said softly, "At any time, even when facing me, you should not take it lightly."

As he spoke, Snape silently released a few more spells.

Sur's eyes narrowed, and the gravel that had been smashed to the ground floated up, resisting these spells one by one. The gravel turned into powder and merged with the dust.

Even though Snape fell to the ground, he still showed mercy. He did not take action when he turned back to avoid the third divine blade, but released the spell after he straightened up. This also gave Soul time to react.

At this time, rapid footsteps sounded on the stairs outside the dungeon.

After all, this is Voldemort's base. The number of Death Eaters is far greater than the number of members of the Order of the Phoenix. There are always a few people who can escape the constraints and return here.

It seems that this teacher-student exchange can only end here.

"Thunderbolt explosion." A dazzling red light flashed. The moment the spell was released, Sur grabbed the copper ring that fell on the ground and ran towards Ollivander in the corner.

A violent explosion sounded when the Death Eaters had just arrived in the dungeon.

Amid the dust, they could only see a flash of blue light.