I Just Become The Richest Man: Received an Admission Letter from Hogwarts

"I'm calling you here, Sean, and I'm asking you myself why the groundskeeper told me that the Slytherin Quidditch team hadn't been to the field once?"

Snape's name for Sean had become Sean. This also means that Snape and Sean have gone beyond a simple teacher-student relationship to a certain extent.

Of course, just be friends.

All those who think too much will be locked up for a year!

Sean buttoned his nose and narrowed his eyes:

"Snape, I can assure you that we will win, and if you don't believe it, we can make a bet."

Snape's expression froze. After such a long time of contact, Snape knew very well that Sean's eyes were not good.

"Bet what?"

Sean stretched out a finger:

"Two bottles of Fuling Elixir."

"If you don't wake up, I suggest you go back to sleep Sean."

Snape lost interest immediately.

Sean pouted, and Snape considered the pot of Flux more important than his life.

"Okay Professor Snape, Slytherin will win the championship, I am confident that Malfoy is much better than you think."

"It's even more than I imagined."

Sean added another sentence in his heart.

Snape didn't speak, still busy with something in front of the cauldron.

"What are you doing?"

Sean stepped forward to check, but accidentally knocked over several test tubes.

Snape's eyes instantly locked on Sean:

"You've just managed to earn yourself a month of confinement, Mr. Sebastian."

Sean sneered, picked up his wand and waved:

Even Sean didn't utter the spell of "recovery", and the scene immediately returned to its original appearance.

This time, Snape finally looked directly at Sean.

"Very wonderful spell, no need to recite the spell, it seems that you have made great progress."

Sean was immediately excited:

"Actually, I was about to ask you this question."

Sean said, telling the scene when he met Myrtle for the first time before.

Snape looked at Sean teasingly:

"It looks like our Sean was spied on too?"

After that, Snape became serious, at least he hadn't forgotten that he was a professor:

"Actually, I suggest that you ask Professor Flitwick this kind of question in the future, he is your Professor of Charms."

"But I can really answer that question for you."

Snape sat on the desk and said unhurriedly:

"Do you know why you use a wand to cast spells and shout spells?"

Sean shook his head cooperatively, and Snape continued:

"In fact, in the final analysis, these are useless, really powerful magicians, such as Fu... mysterious people, such as Professor Dumbledore."

"When they use magic, unless it is very powerful magic, they don't need to call out a spell or even use a wand."

"But a good wand strengthens the magic within a wizard, and a spell does only one thing!"

"That's to help you focus, Sean."

"You said that you used wandless casting when you were emotional, but the same is true. At that time, you were very emotional, and there was only one thought in your mind, let the wand fly back to your hand."

"So you can do it without a wand, but casting without a wand costs more mana than using a spell under the same spell."

"Curseless casting, or even wandless casting, is indeed rare for a young wizard your age."

Snape seemed a little unfinished and continued to tell Sean:

"Spells, magic, they all have to do with one factor, what do you think it is, Sean?"

Sean touched his chin, pondered for a while and replied:

"idea."

"If you're not a Slytherin student, I'll give you extra points. Flitwick should be proud of you. This is a seventh-grade class, Sean."

"But it's not appropriate to say that it's your thoughts. It's your thoughts."

"Magic is ideal Sean, what you think determines the strength of your spell."

"The purer the mind, the more powerful the magic spell is. Similarly, if a person is distracted by too many chores, the power of his magic spell will also decrease."

"And many powerful spells, such as... black magic, have demands on people's minds."

"You said that you want to learn my Shenfeng Wuying. I don't know where you got the news, but Shenfeng Wuying, as a black magic, also has requirements for thinking."

"You have to be ruthless, you have to have hatred, you have to imagine destroying the other party, hurting the other party, in order to release this kind of spell, that is, the magic in your body realizes your idea."

"The more you release, the more you will lose yourself in boundless hatred."

The more Sean listened, the more alarmed he became, and Snape would definitely not be alarmist.

And Sean thinks about it carefully, Harry, the protagonist of the original book, releases every black magic that is really emotional.

For example, to release Shenfeng Wuying, he strongly suspected that Malfoy had become a Death Eater, and had the idea of ​​killing him at that time.

Therefore, it will be used in the bathroom without a shadow.

And the use of Biting Heart at the Ministry of Magic was also due to the death of Sirius Black.

But thinking of this, Sean suddenly shook his head:

"No, then I recall countless happy times, why can't I use the Guardian Guardian?"

Snape, who happened to be drinking water, almost took a sip of water into his nose and looked at Sean in shock: