The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

Meanwhile, in a wilderness outside Hogsmeade.

With a crackling sound like the explosion of firecrackers, John and Snape suddenly appeared.

"vomit--"

As soon as he stood firm, John hunched over and began to vomit.

There was no way, Snape obviously overestimated his tracking ability.

He had just taken John to use [Apparition] and [Apparition] six times in a row, all at short distances.

The terrifying bumping and churning sensation caused a huge physical burden on John.

Snape was in equally bad shape.

As a caster of [Apparition] and [Apparition], six consecutive short-distance teleportations not only made him physically uncomfortable, but also caused chaos in the magic power in his body.

What's more, he had already been injured by Harry and Hermione before.

Right now, he was so weak that he could barely stand.

But he still didn't fall.

Because Blake's figure had appeared not far in front of them.

Snape panted heavily, not even caring about John, and quickened his pace and rushed towards Black.

"Don't even try to escape! You dirty dog!"

He roared, eyes flashing with madness.

"Don't even think about stopping me, Snotlout!" Black acted even crazier than Snape, "I must catch that mouse! I want to avenge James and Lily! I want to kill him!"

"boom--"

A red light hit Blake accurately and knocked him away.

Snape held a wand with a red tip and said:

"I'm not allowed... you're not allowed to call her name! You dirty dog!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Blake stood up in embarrassment and suddenly laughed wildly.

He laughed so hard that tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

"Are you still thinking about Lily?" Blake said strangely, "Recognize yourself, Snotlout, you simply..."

"boom--"

Blake was knocked away again.

Snape was waving his wand almost frantically.

The scarlet light whip formed by the convergence of magic power struck Blake's body again and again, but it could not interrupt his crazy laughter.

"Two lunatics."

John made this assessment.

But in comparison, John still liked Snape, the madman.

After all, he was closer to Snape.

As for Blake.

John didn't like him much.

John acknowledged the sincerity of Sirius Black's feelings for James, Lupin, and Harry.

But what he did was really outrageous.

Whether it was because he thought it was fun, he tricked Snape into going to the Shrieking Shack, which resulted in Snape almost being killed by Lupine in his werewolf state.

It was clear that even Dumbledore couldn't believe it, but he secretly handed over the identity of the key secret keeper of James and Lily's safe house to Peter Pettigrew.

Although Snape is not a good person.

But compared to Blake, his concentration is still too low.

When John was thinking wildly, a flash of white light suddenly flashed out and shot straight towards Snape.

Its appearance made the corners of John's mouth raise slightly.

"Shen Feng has no shadow!"

John waved his wand, and the invisible blade cut through the air, colliding with the white light, canceling each other out, and an astonishing shock wave erupted.

Snape, who was torturing Black, was staggered by the sudden force.

He and Blake turned around at the same time and saw a tall man in a black robe slowly approaching in the darkness, his face filled with black smoke that made it difficult to see.

"Sorry, I'm late. I wasted some time dealing with those Aurors and strikers on the way." The man in black robe spoke and helped Blake up. "The good news is, those Aurors and strikers probably won't be able to come." You’re disturbing us.”

His words seemed to be addressed to Blake.

But John knew better.

The man in black robe, or rather Michael, was explaining to him.

"Black!" Snape gritted his teeth, "You actually have an accomplice!"

Michael thrust a wand into Black's hand.

"I'm here to help you, Sirius, don't be nervous."

Michael said softly.

Upon hearing this, Sirius looked confused.

He had no idea what was going on.

I don’t seem to have any accomplices!

After slowly opening and closing his mouth a few times, Blake subconsciously wanted to ask, 'Who are you?'

But before he could say anything, Snape on the opposite side raised his wand again.

"Shen Feng has no shadow!"

"Armor protection!"

Michael and Snape recited the spell almost simultaneously.

As the phantom of the shield flashed suddenly, the invisible blade flew away instantly.

And then, Michael made a swipe of the magic wand in his hand.

"Burning flames!"

"Boom boom-"

Three purple-red fireballs the size of basketballs were wrapped in terrifying heat and shot out in a straight-line shape.

John and Snape whipped out their wands at the same time.

Two invisible blades cut through two of the fireballs, detonating them in advance into a sky-filling fireball.

But the only one left suddenly accelerated again, driven by the explosion!

"All protection!"

At the critical moment, Snape gritted his teeth and controlled the wand in his hand to draw circles on his head.

A layer of light blue shield immediately enveloped him and John.

"boom--"

The fireball hit the shield hard, erupting into even hotter flames and instantly engulfing everything around it.

Fortunately, this level of high temperature has not been able to break through the shield.

However, this is just the beginning.

"Burning flames."

As Michael recited the spell again, a rich fire dragon continued to spurt out from the tip of his staff, pouring like lava on the shield outside John and Snape.

Black also came to his senses at this time and began to attack Snape with Michael.

He knew very well that if Snape was not dealt with, he would not be able to continue pursuing Peter.

"Click-"

A crisp crack sounded.

The shield can no longer hold up.

Snape gritted his teeth and held on.

John, who pretended to cooperate with him in defense but was actually letting off steam, nodded slightly.

For now, everything is going according to his and Michael's plan.

Injury, magic power disorder, massive loss of physical strength...

Snape, who was plagued by many negative buffs, was no match for Michael.

As long as a few more moments pass, Michael will be able to defeat Snape and successfully kidnap Black.

Then everything will be complete.

To be honest, this plan was a bit cruel to Snape.

But John couldn't think of any other way.

Snape's hatred for Black was so deep in his bones that he wanted to bite him into pieces and swallow him whole.

John believed that, if possible, Snape would sacrifice his own life for the opportunity to capture Black personally and torture him to death.

Under such circumstances, it was impossible for him to retreat voluntarily.

John even felt that Snape would give up protecting him at a critical moment and then launch an attack on Black.

Judging from John's understanding of Snape, this is almost inevitable.

With this thought in mind, John looked at Snape.

At this moment, Snape also turned to look at him.

Snape's face was filled with pain and confusion.

His enemies are close at hand.

Although his current state is indeed as bad as John expected.

But if you fight desperately, there is still a chance of victory.

The problem is, there is John beside him.

He can use [Apparition] and [Apparition] to teleport out and fight, but what about John?

The opponent's raging and terrifying flames would probably burn John to ashes as soon as he attacked, right?

On the one hand, he is his enemy, and on the other hand, he is the student he values ​​the most and has the closest relationship with.

How should he choose?

In a daze, Snape seemed to see Lily's face in the raging flames around him.

She was still so beautiful, smiling at him, and her fiery red hair was still tumbling.

Snape's body trembled violently.

A cloudy tear overflowed from the corner of his eye, but it was immediately evaporated by the high temperature.

"I'm sorry...Lily..."

Snape said in a voice that only he could hear.

Then, as if he had made a decision, he stretched out his hand towards John with a ferocious expression.

"Quick! Grab my hand!"

"Professor Snape," John guessed that Snape wanted to use [Apparition] to take him away, so his expression was a little stunned, "You...you won't take revenge?"

Snape said nothing, but gave the best answer.

He raised his wand and took a step forward, standing in front of John to resist the flames, and stretched out his other hand towards him again.

Looking at Snape, whose back looked like a giant bat as his robe billowed out, John was completely stunned.