I really didn't want to practice immortality at Hogwarts

Hermione had just fired two spells when a trembling hand grabbed her wrist.

Hermione was startled, and when she looked back, it was Professor Snape.

"Miss Granger..." Snape's face was pale, and his lips were trembling violently due to the extreme pain. He grabbed Hermione's hand and looked at her.

"Professor Snape, are you..." Hermione didn't understand why there was a hint of pleading in Snape's eyes.

"Petrify my right leg! Quick! I can't stand the pain anymore." Snape expressed his request.

Petrifying his right leg may be Snape's best choice now. Otherwise, the severe pain of the broken leg alone could kill him in a moment.

"But... the petrification spell only makes you unable to move, but it cannot prevent you from feeling the pain in your legs." Hermione asked.

"Double the power of the curse! Use heavy petrification! It will make me unable to feel the pain in my legs! Quick!" Snape shouted to her.

"But... I have only heard of it, but have never learned this spell!" Hermione hesitated.Severe petrification can produce an effect similar to the petrification of a basilisk, but this is already a curse, and Hermione certainly has not learned it.

"Aim for...my legs, you can succeed! Just add the word 'severe'!" Snape held her hand tightly and roared loudly, it was so scary!

Hermione was frightened by him, and pointed the wand in her hand at Snape's leg tremblingly...

"Aim! It's okay!" Snape let go of his hand, endured the pain and stood up on one leg, shouting to her loudly.

Hermione also tried desperately to control her hand, but the wand was still shaking uncontrollably, so that she could not aim at Snape's leg.

"Damn it! Damn it!!" Seeing that Hermione couldn't cast a spell, Snape shouted at her, "Do you have to let me say that? Say that?"

"What?" Hermione asked timidly, looking into Professor Snape's angry eyes subconsciously.

Snape wants to call me a Mudblood? ?

But in front of him, Snape's lips trembled and his eyes were fixed on Hermione, as if he was trying his best to suppress himself, and he was even more afraid that he would really be unable to help saying the true words he had been avoiding...

In the end, he couldn't hold it back. Snape's face condensed, he sighed heavily, lowered his eyes and didn't look at Hermione, but said,

"G-Miss Granger, you are the best student I have ever taught...really. Please believe in yourself..."

what! !

Hermione didn't expect that this was what Snape wanted to say after holding back for a long time?

Hermione's tears suddenly burst out uncontrollably...

"Severe petrification!"

Hermione hit 120% of her energy, and shouted the curse at his injured right leg as Snape had just taught.

After a dazzling white curse light, Snape's right leg turned pale, and the heavy petrification curse was successful!

Snape's face relaxed. After the severe pain from his right leg was blocked, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he raised his head, glanced at Hermione coldly, and snorted, "You should be faster. If you are so slow next time, I will deduct points from Gryffindor..."

After finishing speaking, Professor Snape turned his head, held up his wand and began to cast spells on the werewolves who rushed out of Ron Wolf God and Professor Flitwick...

Hermione had just turned her head to aim at the other werewolves when she heard Snape say vaguely in her ear, "...Thank you."

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Seeing that the two waves of werewolves failed to break through the defense line of the wizards, the fifth-level wolf god illusion in the sky was a little anxious.

There is also a fire phoenix condensed into an egg in its body to protect itself. The last bit of black magic aura surrounding the light group cannot be withdrawn, otherwise it will not be able to deal with it if the fire phoenix comes out again.

But seeing that the werewolves were unable to break through the defense line, not only did they not kill a few wizards, but they had already killed most of them. If this continued, the group of underworld werewolves that they had recruited would almost be wiped out...

The fifth-level wolf god's illusion couldn't bear it any longer.

He roared in the air, glanced at Ron's wolf giant, and then looked at the dwarf mage who was fighting and retreating to find an opportunity to knock out the scattered werewolves with fireball, and immediately selected his target... …

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Professor Flitwick was fighting monsters with ease at the moment.

At the beginning, he was not able to use ancient magic correctly. After all, he had been practicing secretly and was not proficient in it.But at this moment, using Qi magic is becoming more and more pure and efficient.

He himself has the blood of goblins, and he really wants to run extremely fast. At this moment, while retreating, he recited the magic spell in a high voice, "Fireball attack!"

Every time he finished reciting the curse, his wand would fly out a fireball directly towards the werewolf chasing him!

These fireballs actually have the ability to turn according to the target position. Even if the werewolf dodges or jumps, the fireball can accurately hit the werewolf. Although it cannot burn the werewolf into black ashes like the fierce fire just now, the fireball can still burn them. Knock back a few steps and add a burning...

Just as Professor Flitwick was relaxing and happy, an unspeakable feeling of pressure suddenly fell from the sky...

"Oops!!" Professor Flitwick had no time to look up at the sky, but this terrifying pressure could only come from the illusion of the fifth-level wolf god.It seemed that he was coming for me.

Professor Flitwick turned the curse on himself and said, "Fly away curse!"

He is indeed the Master of Charms at Hogwarts!His mastery of magic spells was outstanding in the entire Hogwarts, and his goblin blood made his head super flexible. He did not hesitate to recite the "Flying Curse" on himself at critical moments.

The powerful power of this spell made him roar in pain, but it also directly accelerated him to fly backwards at a speed of 0.3 kilometers per hour in 45 seconds!

Even though the fifth-level wolf god's illusion was a sneak attack, and his abnormal speed bonus was lightning fast, he barely managed to catch the little wizard who flew backwards...

The fifth-level wolf god's illusion missed a hit and shouted angrily. Then, it kicked its legs fiercely and chased the little wizard again!

Now we can see the difference. The Wolf God's Illusion is a real abnormal speed, while Professor Flitwick just temporarily sacrificed himself to cast a "Flying Curse" on himself.This spell was not very powerful, and the speed provided to Flitwick was only enough to dodge the first attack of the fifth-level wolf god. However, when the fifth-level wolf god pounced on him for the second time, he did not. Way to block.

Professor Flitwick covered the redness and swelling on his face caused by the wand, endured the pain, concentrated, and threw his trump card at the rapidly approaching fifth-level wolf god illusion, "Evil Dragon's Breath!!"

As soon as Professor Flitwick finished reciting the spell, a dazzling fire flew out from his wand, directly covering all the passages through which the fifth-order illusion rushed, and also directly filled Flitwick's field of vision...

Flitwick flew upside down while watching his wand spit out fire, and he just breathed a sigh of relief...

A huge phantom of the wolf god had emerged from the fire curtain and appeared in front of him!