Chapter 89: Natural Genius of Dark Magic
"Boom boom boom..."
"Enter."
"Good evening, professor!" After greeting, Hephis walked familiarly behind the crucible, ready to start brewing the potion.
Snape didn't look up, but said coldly: "Come here."
Hephis shrugged. That's what it tasted like.
"Is there something wrong with your magic control?" Snape looked up.
Hephis nodded, "Yes, Professor. My magic has been hard to control lately."
Snape's eyes swept over him, "What did you eat this time?"
Of course Hephis ate it. He ate a soul, and it was Voldemort's.
Of course he didn't dare to say that, but he was too lazy to lie to Snape, so he just looked at Snape quietly.
Snape did not ask further, "Show me a spell."
Hefeth thought for a moment, "Professor, you'd better wear sunglasses."
"sunglasses?"
Hephis took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket and handed them to Snape, which he had bought earlier.
Snape used his wand to adjust the size of the sunglasses slightly and put them on his face.
Hephaestus looked at Snape and thought he was quite handsome, so his Christmas gift this year was sunglasses.
He also put on shadow sunglasses, "Fluorescent flash!"
A dazzling flash of light suddenly burst out, illuminating the entire office.
Snape's mouth twitched. "Go on."
Hephis cast it a few more times before Snape asked him to stop.
"There is no problem with the flow and control of your magic power, but the moment you attack, the magic power will become disordered."
Snape took off his sunglasses and looked at Hephes with a little confusion.
"The Luminous Charm, although it is the simplest spell, it also requires the output of emotions. Is there something wrong with your emotions?"
Hephis sighed. He had been practicing for so many days and of course he knew what went wrong.
"Well, so now I only dare to perform the simplest magic for practice."
Snape suddenly asked, "What's your best spell?"
Hephis was stunned for a moment. He was not sure what spell he was good at.
His talent for Transfiguration is indeed very high, but that is all due to the bonus of his shadow.
He hesitated, then replied, "Uh... Transfiguration?"
Snape shook his head, "The Transfiguration Charm won't work."
"Then I really don't know."
Snape pondered for a moment, and finally spoke slowly, "Maybe... dark magic."
"Uh..." Hephis was speechless. How did he come up with this idea?
"Try the Invisibility Technique." Snape said, and with a wave of his wand, a little mouse appeared on the table.
"The sharp sword is invisible!" Hephaestus waved his magic wand lightly.
Since he habitually controlled the output of magic power, only shallow wounds appeared on the mouse's body.
It can be said that his casting of the spell this time was very, very normal.
"Huh! This..." Hephes looked at Snape in confusion.
"A natural genius in the dark arts." Snape was not surprised.
"this......"
Snape waved his hand and said calmly, "It's no big deal to be born with a talent for the dark arts. The key is that you have to understand why you use it."
He paused and continued, "Every successful wizard is good at using dark magic. You don't have to feel burdened."
Snape took out two more bottles of potion and handed them to Hephaestus.
"Drink it in two doses. It will help you stabilize your magic power. After drinking it, you have four hours to practice magic."
He paused and added, "For the rest of the time, you should focus on practicing the dark arts, and not those three."
Hephis took the potion, "Thank you, Professor."
"Go away and recover as soon as possible. You're almost becoming the laughing stock of Slytherin." Snape said sarcastically.
Just as Hephis was about to step out of the office, he suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, Professor."
Snape raised his head and looked at Hephaestus.
Hephis smiled slightly, "Actually, you look really handsome when your hair isn't greasy."
He turned and ran.
Snape was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to roar, he found that Hephes had already run away.
He looked at the empty office and subconsciously touched his hair.
The next day, in Potions class.
The little snakes and little lions all stared at the handsome uncle in front of them in amazement.
This person...
Is this Professor Snape?
Snape's hair was obviously well-groomed today.
Not only is it black, shiny and smooth, but it has even been slightly styled, revealing a perfect and handsome face.
Some of the little wizards even pinched their thighs subconsciously.
"Ouch! Ron, why are you pinching me?" Harry grimaced in pain and rubbed his thigh in dissatisfaction.
"No, this... this is... Snape?" Ron muttered in a low voice somewhat embarrassedly.
Harry's shout seemed to set the whole classroom on fire.
The little wizards in the classroom began to whisper.
Hephis looked at Snape in front of him with satisfaction. He was even more handsome than the one in the misty dream.
Hermione opened her mouth in surprise and looked at Snape, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
Snape is definitely a handsome guy sealed by that greasy black hair.
Just his deep eyes, high nose bridge and angular face are enough to overwhelm the entire wizarding world (except Hephis).
Snape's face darkened and he glanced coldly around the classroom.
"Harry Potter, disrupting class order, five points from Gryffindor."
As soon as he finished speaking, the classroom immediately became silent.
Professor Snape tapped the blackboard lightly with his wand, and lines of words appeared on the blackboard - the preparation process of the hair growth potion.
He continued his lecture, but the error rate of the little wizards increased significantly today.
Many little witches would look at Snape a few more times from time to time.
Even when Professor Snape sprayed poison, the little wizards were no longer as frightened as before.
Instead, some little witches showed happy smiles on their faces.
Unfortunately, Snape's handsome image only lasted for one day before returning to his original state.
Maybe he felt that such an image would affect his teaching efficiency.
However, those handsome photos of Snape have already spread around Hogwarts.
The ones responsible for selling the photos were naturally the twin brothers, one for each.
Most of the buyers are little witches, and they probably took them home to lick the screen.
The base of the photo was naturally provided by Hephis.
Time flies, and the Christmas holiday is coming in the blink of an eye.
After this period of practice, Hephis's magic level finally returned to normal.
During the Christmas holidays, Hermione chose to stay in school.
Hephis couldn't accompany her, but Hermione probably didn't need him to accompany her now.
That little girl Hermione was still elusive, and Hephis could only let it go.
Every time he saw Hermione recently, he always felt like he had forgotten something.
But I can't remember it.
Hephis chose to go home for Christmas, not only because of the invitation from the Pureblood Society.
In addition, the White Peacock trendy brand lingerie store has run out of sizes and is out of stock.
Lucius has urged several times recently.
He has to go and replenish the supply.
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