Harry Potter: Martial Arts Professor at Hogwarts

Harry looked around and soon saw that Hermione and Ron were beside him.

He walked up to Ron and pulled him up, "Are you all right? This is Snape's... illusion?"

Ron said "Bah, bah, bah" a few times, as if spitting out the grass clippings in his mouth.

He quickly ran to Hermione's side and helped Hermione stand up, "Hermione, are you okay?"

"Hmm!" Hermione brushed her hair behind her ears, turned her head and said, "Does this look like the ancient tree at the beginning of the movie?"

The filthy gray mist became darker, and behind Harry's trio stood a mighty old tree with lingering branches.

The ground here is full of green grass, very similar to the place where Lily and Severus met.

"In this way, it seems that it is indeed here!" Harry nodded again and again, "But the surrounding area is surrounded by fog...Why is it like this?"

"It's weird..." Hermione reached into her pocket, but didn't touch the wand, "My wand is missing!"

Harry and Ron's expressions changed, they also had no wands in their pockets.

"Merlin's flowery underwear! How could this be?" Ron complained.

"Maybe it's because it's a place like a fantasy? I remember Harry mentioned it to us!" Hermione recalled.

"That's right! That's what Professor Bagshot said!" Harry nodded.

"Or try to control it with your thoughts..." Ron suddenly closed his eyes, trying to put on a thoughtful expression.

"Give us a way to find Snape! Let us expose his crimes!"

Rumble!

Harry's trio suddenly felt a shaking, and the surrounding fog began to twist.

"It actually works!" Ron exclaimed in surprise, "Look over there! There seems to be a way behind the fog over there!"

Hermione and Harry hurriedly followed Ron's fingers when they heard this.

A deep corridor appeared ahead, and a tattered street sign dangled at the end, which read; Cokeworth Town, Spider's End Lane.

Hermione said one of her own judgments: "That is to say, we are the leaders, and we can use our ideas to make changes in this place?"

"It should be like this!" Ron nodded quickly, feeling a little proud, "Let's go!"

Harry's trio walked in the Spider's End Lane, which looked very dilapidated. There were not many people in the dilapidated houses, and the brick houses seemed to collapse at any time.

Like weeds, the houses stood there irregularly, like an intricate and dangerous maze.

Perhaps due to the complex terrain, the few residents are also very casual, simply discarding all kinds of garbage in corners.

The stench of these rubbish is visible to the naked eye, and the gray-green mist comes out, which can also attract many "little bees" to eat.

The three of Harry wandered around like headless chickens, not knowing where they should go, so they could only search aimlessly.

"Hurry up and find a way! Where the hell is Snape?" Ron put on a thoughtful expression again.

Shouting and beating suddenly appeared in the distance, and two or three people gathered around the corner, as if they were beating up some unlucky guy.

"What a desolate and chaotic place!" Harry frowned, "Snape actually lives here?"

"Maybe..." Ron looked left and right, "Fortunately, I can't smell it! Otherwise, it must be very smelly here! It's definitely more stinky than Fred's dung eggs!"

"And those dangerous elements..." Hermione's gaze was still in the corner.

The unlucky guy was already in a coma, lying disheveled next to the garbage dump, and his belongings had been robbed.

Hermione tried to wake up the hapless guy, but found that no matter how much she screamed, the hapless guy remained unconscious.

"Things here cannot be changed..." Hermione made another judgment.

"I didn't expect Snape to live in such a place..." Harry's tone was a bit sad.

In contrast, although his uncle and aunt treat him very badly, and his cousin Dudley always targets him, at least the living environment is not bad.

Harry thought about it carefully, the place where he and Snape lived seemed to be very different.

The storage room under the stairs is not a good place either, it is always accompanied by a lot of dust and spiders.

He suddenly felt that he and Snape were quite similar, they both lived in bad places and could encounter all kinds of violence at any time.

"No! How could I think so!" Harry shook his head again and again, and slapped himself twice in the face.

"Harry, are you okay?" Ron asked with concern.

"It's okay! Let's keep going!" Harry quickly waved his hands, "We have to find Snape quickly!"

He followed his own thoughts and went straight towards this alley.

"Will Snape wake up?" Ron asked with some concern, "This is not the way to go."

"I don't think so!" Hermione analyzed very calmly, "The magic props given by Professor Bagshot are very powerful, at least they won't wake up so quickly."

"What's more, Snape blocked the way forward by himself. No one should interfere with us, so relax!"

"There are so few people here! If there is no garbage dump, this place would even look like an isolated village." Harry frowned. "It doesn't look like it can be lived in at all. Did we find the wrong place?"

boom!

Not far away, there was the sound of a glass bottle being smashed, and at the same time, a man's roar: "Son of a bitch! You bastard! Use this again for me!"

"Why are you yelling so loudly? Can you have a better attitude?" A woman responded with an extremely sharp voice.

"Didn't you say you were going to apply for a worker? There is no needle and thread at home, what can I use to repair it? What can I use to repair it!"

"How dare you talk back!" The man roared even louder, "Where did all the money I earned go! Did you use it to buy bat eyeballs!"

"I know what you sons of a bitch are! You must have spent all my money on that shit!"

"Let go..." The woman's voice became hysterical, as if she was being strangled by someone.

boom!

The impact sound was just the beginning, and there was a jingling noise not far away.

The woman gasped and said, "You took it for gambling! You gambler! You lost all your money!"

"You dare to hit me? You dare to hit me!" The man became even more angry, and his tone became sharper, "I'm going to kill you! Kill that bastard! You're all going to die!"

The Harry trio hurriedly ran towards the direction of the quarrel, during which the quarrel between the man and woman continued.

They came to a dilapidated two-story building, which seemed to collapse at any moment.

Even though it was still so dangerous, a boy still insisted on squatting at the door of the building, as if unwilling to leave or go in.

Harry looked at the little boy in front of him, and had a guess: "Snape?"