Harry Potter: Martial Arts Professor at Hogwarts

"What else?" Harry asked back, "Professor Kong beat Voldemort violently in front of them, what else can they do?"

"You beat Voldemort once too!" Ron added with a grin. "I remember when you were in second grade, you always mentioned it!"

Harry wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Hermione, "Okay! I've finished recording, let's take action!"

The three left the lounge in a hurry, quickly turned down the stairs, and soon came to the first floor, and met Filch and Mrs. Norris who were on patrol.

"What's going on with you tonight?" Filch asked somewhat confusedly, "Are you planning to go to the basement too?"

"Forehead……"

The three of Harry looked at each other, and Harry asked suspiciously, "Mr. Filch, what happened? Why did you ask this question?"

Filch said: "Because I can always meet students with packages along the way, so I am a little curious."

"I asked them why they didn't stay in the lounge, and they said they were going to find someone to express their feelings."

"Didn't Professor Kong say that he couldn't reveal it? So as not to hurt Snape." Ron leaned between Hermione and Harry and muttered in a low voice.

Hermione asked directly: "Mr. Filch, did those students say anything?"

"I don't know, I just patrolled to the first floor." Filch shrugged.

Full of doubts, they quickly stepped on the stairs leading to the basement, occasionally seeing students going upstairs.

Harry quickly stopped one of the students, "Morag, why are you here too? Didn't Professor Kong say that he couldn't go to...Professor Snape?"

Morag McDougal is a student of Ravenclaw, and Harry is the same classmate.

"He's so pitiful... No wonder he always targets Gryffindor. If it was me... I would do that too!" Morag said with a tear.

"But Professor Kong said..." Harry was about to repeat what he had just said.

"I know!" Morag interrupted Harry, "Anyway, I just said some words of encouragement to Professor Snape, so that he can be happier, and I can just ask you Gryffindors for anything."

"Uh... is it a little..." Ron touched his nose.

After all, the other party was a girl, so it was hard for him to say anything.

The three of Harry walked carefully to the Potions classroom. There was an office next to the Potions professor, where Snape lived in his daily life.

"I said, go back!" Snape's indifferent voice came from around the corner.

"Dean, I'll go back right away!" It was another female student's voice, and she added, "Dean, you must be strong!"

"Slytherin..." Snape gritted his teeth, and in the end he couldn't bear to deduct points, "Add five points!"

"I don't feel sorry for him at all!" Ron sharply commented, "How angry you are to hear his voice!"

"But because the girl is from Slytherin, he even got extra points! We will definitely get deducted points for going there now!"

His words were quickly implemented.

The next second, Snape's voice rose a little, "Gryffindor! Did not return to the lounge! Fifty points deducted!"

"Professor Snape... we are not all bad guys..." The Gryffindor girl left this sentence and ran away crying.

"See who it is?" Ron asked curiously.

"It seems to be Angelina." Harry used his Seeker talent to observe, and said with some uncertainty, "The back looks very similar. I didn't expect her to be so soft-hearted."

At this moment, there was a rushing sound from the corner, clanging and clanging, extremely noisy.

The grim-faced Snape waved his wand, and a large pile of presents floated in the air, followed him to the corner.

The three of Harry crouched down in horror, and even pulled the air habitually, as if thinking that they came here wearing an invisibility cloak.

Focusing on the presents, Snape raised his wand aloft and began to transfigure.

The presents were piled up like bricks in an instant, directly closing the corridor.

He seemed to be a little worried, and continued to wave his wand and chant: "There are many obstacles (impedimenta)! All protection (protegototalum)! Armor protection (protego)!"

Snape uttered a bunch of spells extremely quickly, and the magic wave spewed out from the tip of the wand, as well as the dazzling magic light, made the three of Harry terrified.

They found themselves in an extremely dangerous situation, because they were included in the wall of gifts, in the same area as Snape!

Through these magics, the trio of Harry really saw Snape's strength, and at the same time began to pray, hoping that Snape would still be angry and never find them.

"Baffling!" Snape narrowed his eyes, panting slightly.

In front of him, all kinds of magic blended together, almost condensed into a solid body, and turned into a green piece, which looked extremely infiltrating.

The three of Harry moved in unison and covered their mouths at the same time, not daring to make any sound.

Their heartbeats followed Snape's steps until Snape stopped suddenly and whispered in a dark voice:

"Mr. Potter! Miss Know-It-All! It's so late... what are you doing here!"

"Harry! He's seen us! Lock that up!" Ron screamed suddenly.

Harry hastily stretched his hands into his pockets, but felt his palms suddenly bound by an invisible force.

Wandless Casting!

Harry's heart sank, he could only watch Snape getting closer to him, and then he reached out and took out two small boxes.

"What's hidden inside?" Snape bent down and looked at Harry with an inexplicable gleam in his eyes.

Harry's eyes widened without fear, and he gasped, "You can't open it anyway!"

"Really?" Snape sneered, and threw the two small boxes on the ground.

Seeing Snape's actions, Harry had already begun to regret it. He underestimated how terrifying Snape was, and at the same time underestimated Snape's vigilance.

"The little box? The little trick of the twins?" Snape sneered, aiming his wand at the little box on the ground, "Open it!"

pat!

The two small boxes exploded suddenly, and the dazzling white light instantly illuminated the surroundings.

Harry felt his eyelids getting heavier and his body limp.

He braced himself with willpower, tried to look at Snape, and after confirming that Snape had the same reaction, he fell to the ground.

He felt as if he had entered a dreamland, and he kept falling headlong, until he touched a lawn, and finally regained control of his body...