Silhouettes of HP

Lord Voldemort can do a good job in the aftermath, otherwise Lord Slytherin's secret may not be kept.

"I see." Dumbledore smiled at Draco, "Thank you, Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore didn't like the students of Slytherin House very much, so he just thanked him lightly.

Everyone left the crime scene one after another, Dobby was brought back by Lucius, Snape took Dumbledore into Slytherin's bedroom to find Kelly Lestrange, Harry and Draco followed behind them.

Fortunately, no matter how restless Voldemort was and how troublesome he was all day long, he was reliable at critical moments. Harry was satisfied to see that his roommates and classmates in the surrounding dormitories had all had their memories tampered with, which proved that Mr. Lestrange He didn't feel well today and stayed in Slytherin's dormitory all night. They saw him resting on the bed as soon as they came back.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief.Dumbledore took Lestrange's wand to check, and even the flashback spell only flashed out. The last spell he used was "clean up" learned in the morning charm class.Dumbledore couldn't find evidence for a while, so he had to give up temporarily.

Whether or not Dumbledore will think of other ways later is beyond Harry's control, at least they have passed the current level, and Harry returned to his nest with peace of mind. Although this night was not as troubled as before, it still Enough torment, he secretly yawned, rolled off to take a shower and sleep.

Of course, on the other hand, Voldemort's heart was not as calm as he appeared.

It is not difficult to fool Dumbledore, tampering with the memories of classmates can be done with wandless magic.But most importantly, his purpose has not been achieved.

He went to the secret room to summon the basilisk, and finally the basilisk was willing to go with him this time, but if he remembered correctly, the creatures that were directly stared at by the big dark yellow eyes of the basilisk should die immediately instead of being petrified, although at that time There was a puddle of water on the ground, but Voldemort could have sworn that stupid house-elf was not seeing the reflection of the basilisk's eyes in the water, but actually meeting its eyes.

This is completely different from the neurotic girl he lured the basilisk out of the Chamber of Secrets and then killed Ravenclaw.

If this continues, he has no way to make the basilisk admit him.

Lying on his bed, Voldemort stared at the unique silver-green ceiling of the Slytherin bedroom, choking speechlessly with depression.

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☆、Chapter 92

Of course, Voldemort was depressed and depressed, and life had to go on. He was still trying to avoid Dumbledore's surveillance and ran to the secret room every now and then.

The news of Dobby's petrification spread like wildfire in Hogwarts. Although everyone didn't know that it belonged to the Malfoy family, he was a house elf after all. Just as everyone was talking about it, someone bumped into Lori who had been petrified again. Mrs. Silk.

Soon, the school was in a panic.

It has entered the third week of November, the weather has become cold, and with the recent events in the school, the students try to stay in the dormitory except for class time, and the students who love to study gather in groups of three or four. Libraries, in short, rarely act alone.

Harry still didn't join the Quidditch team this year.After hearing that Dobby was brought back to Malfoy Manor, Lucius kept it under strict supervision, and he never had a chance to leave the manor.Anyway, the combination of the two factors this time, Harry's bones were lucky to be saved.

Lockhart probably belonged to the kind of person whose scars healed and forgot the pain. Once the teething problem was solved, he was alive and kicking again. This time he heard the story of house elves and cats being petrified, and he started to form a "Duel Club" again. ".

When this news came out, Harry and Draco Bryce had just finished Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class. They were going to the auditorium for lunch when they suddenly saw a group of people gathered around the bulletin board.

The Gryffindor cubs looked very excited.

"They're starting a dueling club! First meeting tonight!"

"We should learn some dueling lessons, which may come in handy in the future!"

"Great, Professor Lockhart is here to guide us! He is so powerful, he will definitely tell us some spells that the professors didn't talk about in class!"

In contrast, Slytherin students are relatively calm.Born into pure-blood families, they have been educated in dueling since they were young. Some families' training is almost as rigorous as in wartime, so they have no interest in these elementary-level duels.

It doesn't matter whether you are excited or not, it has nothing to do with him.Harry shrugged and continued walking in silence towards the Great Hall.

I don't know how Sev will torment Lockhart this time. He sat down on the long table in Slytherin, saw a group of girls chattering with love eyes in front of him, and silently prayed in his heart that his lover would not play too much and cause public anger .

In the afternoon, it was Professor Flitwick's Charms class. While Harry was absent-mindedly listening to the class, he silently guessed all possible situations that might happen that night.

Lockhart's idiot is a minor matter, Voldemort's...

He didn't forget the last time the other party gave him a Cruciatus Curse while he was dueling with Draco. He did this kind of sniping in the back once, and it was inevitable that there would be no second time.

Hey, I hope Lockhart doesn't get himself up there this time.Harry twisted his fingers tangledly.

Professor Flitwick's lesson in this lesson is the Revealing Charm, that is, to reveal words written on parchment with hidden ink.Before class, Professor Flitwick gave each student a seemingly blank piece of parchment for them to practice spells, and then he came over to check them one by one.

Harry was so preoccupied with Voldemort that he didn't pay attention to what the lesson was about.

Professor Flitwick quickly walked over to Harry's side.

Harry glanced at Draco for help, Draco pointed to the parchment in front of him, Harry didn't understand it for a while, so he frantically waved at the parchment.

"Dear Mr Potter," said the short Professor Flitwick patiently, "it's not enough to just wave your wand, you also have to say 'Aparecium' over it."

Appearance spell?With his mind firmly in mind, Harry took a deep breath, calmed down, picked up his wand and swung it vigorously, and then said: "Aparecium!"

………………

Probably because the swing was too hard and the wand swiped too far, causing the spell to spread too far, so the words on the parchment in front of all the students around Harry were revealed by him.

Harry: "..."

Professor Flitwick: (⊙o⊙)

Draco: O__O”…

After Charms class ended, Harry followed Draco and the others to the auditorium for dinner. Almost all the students were talking about the Dueling Club tonight. Harry thought about it, and hurriedly took advantage of Snape on the professor's bench to watch him After winking at the other party, he casually ate a few bites of steak and ran to the cellar to wait for him.

Snape came in after a while: "What's the matter?" he asked.In order not to make Dumbledore suspicious, this little green-eyed troll rarely came to his place after school started.

Harry sat on the sofa, with a slight smile: "Or will you be Lockhart's 'assistant' at night?"

The term "assistant" is a reference to Lockhart's introduction to Snape at the Dueling Club in his previous life.Mentioning this, Snape had the urge to grind his teeth, but somehow he endured it.

"Then, what's your proposal, the great savior?" Snape said coldly.

Snape would still call Harry "Savior", but instead of being sarcastic in the past, it was more or less ironic now.

"No," said Harry with the same smile, "I just want to say that you should stop in moderation. I heard a lot of girls in the auditorium today expressing their excitement that they can finally see Professor Lockhart's handsome appearance in a duel with their own eyes. You must know that before this they could only see such descriptions in his writings."

Snape's lips twitched: "So, you came to remind me..."

Harry stood up and rushed out of the cellar: "Leave bullying to me." Before he finished speaking, the man had already disappeared.

Looking at the closed cellar door, Snape inadvertently curled the corners of his lips.

After returning to his dormitory to tidy up briefly, Harry returned to the auditorium on time at eight o'clock in the evening, when most of the students had already arrived.As before, the long dining table disappeared, and along one wall appeared a gilded stage, lit by hundreds of candles floating overhead.Once again the ceiling was as black as velvet.

The students held their wands and looked expectantly at the door of the auditorium.

Professor Lockhart walked onto the stage slowly. He was wearing a fuchsia robe and looked extremely charming.Behind him was Snape in a black robe, his face almost blending with his clothes.

Harry noticed that as soon as Lockhart appeared, almost all the girls present focused their eyes on him, and then screamed one after another, which was particularly ear-piercing in this empty auditorium.

It was appropriate for Lockhart to quiet down and let the students gather around him.

"Well, Professor Dumbledore has allowed me to start this little club, and to train you well enough, in case you ever need to defend yourself, in the same way that I have used countless times - for details on this, please Look at my published work."

...Isn't his self-defense method really forgotten?Harry thought awkwardly.

After bragging about himself, Lockhart explained to the students that Professor Snape was his assistant, here to assist him, and promised to return Professor Snape to the students intact.

Harry looked up at the sky, he really had the urge to use this evening's opportunity to spare Lockhart some spare parts.

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☆、Chapter 93

Snape stood on the stage watching all this, and then he smiled like a shark again.

How ignorant is Lockhart of this "Hogwarts' scariest Potions Professor"?Can you still laugh after seeing the other person's expression like this?Would it be another student who turned around and ran away long ago?Harry shook his head secretly, he only hoped that Snape played well, and if he played too hard, he would be hated by Lockhart's fans.

Lockhart performed an extremely fancy duel etiquette to Snape, which attracted the screams of countless girls in the audience.Snape also bowed slightly.

In fact, I just need to watch the show now. Harry raised his chin with his left hand, and he looked very excited. However, it can be seen that even if Professor Lockhart had an affair, his popularity would not be affected at all, he secretly speculated. , do you have to try another method next time?

Just as he was thinking, Harry suddenly felt the people behind him move their positions. He turned his head and saw Hermione squeezed beside them at some point, whispering to Draco.

Snape and Lockhart both raised their wands at the same time, just like before, Lockhart just started to chant the spell, Snape threw a disarming spell at it, Lockhart didn't have time to react, so he was hit instantly, He fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Harry rubbed his forehead silently, secretly praying that his lover would know what is enough and enough is enough.

The screams in the audience turned from excitement to heartache. Many students looked at Professor Snape complainingly, and then nervously followed Lockhart's actions.The Slytherin students tacitly applauded their headmaster, looking very proud.

Harry raised his forehead. No matter how sinister Sev is and how he likes to scare students, he is still very good to the children of his own college. No wonder the little snakes like him very much.

After about half a minute, Lockhart finally stood up, and Harry heard a lot of hisses in relief.

"Okay, you see!" Lockhart straightened his clothes, hiding his embarrassment. "It's a disarming spell—as you can see, I lost my wand. Yes, Sne Professor Pu, it’s a great idea to show them this trick, but don’t mind if I say this, your intention to do this just now is very obvious. If I want to stop you, it won’t take much effort.” He spoke boldly road.

Snape didn't speak, but looked down the stage, and motioned to Harry.Receiving the cue, Harry nodded blatantly.

"Next, I would like to invite you to try it," Lockhart said to the students below, "Who wants to demonstrate?"

Snape didn't give the students below a chance to raise their hands, "Mr. Potter, please come up." He said directly.

The students automatically made way for Harry.

"Oh, our little hero is here." Lockhart seemed satisfied with Snape's choice, he showed his big white teeth, and then continued to ask the students, "Is there anyone who volunteers to demonstrate with our savior?"

"Professor Lockhart," Harry interrupted Lockhart's question, with a very modest smile on his face, "could you please come and guide me yourself? I don't think I have a good grasp."

"Of course." There was a trace of hesitation in Lockhart's eyes, but he quickly smiled, "My honor, lovely Mr. Potter."

Harry glanced at Snape, who stepped back in silence.

Saluting before a duel is actually very ironic, Harry thought, at least he had never seen a Death Eater from a noble family salute before fighting a member of the Order of the Phoenix. The cemetery in Girton Village didn't count that time because Voldemort thought he was sure of winning and made such useless etiquette.

But it was not a time of war, and this was the dueling club of Hogwarts, and their instructor was still the impotent and ostentatious Gilderoy Lockhart, so Harry had to bow to him.

But such an extremely natural movement has received unexpected results.

During the period of acquaintance with Lord Slytherin, even if Salazar did not personally guide Harry's manners and etiquette, Harry learned from his ears and eyes all day long, and gradually learned the other's elegant and noble temperament.

Just like now, Harry bowed his body and stepped back slowly. Every move of Harry revealed a kind of demeanor that only a nobleman in the middle ages would possess, which even a child from a pure-blood family might not be able to do.

Harry was used to keeping a low profile in school, restrained like a diamond in the dark, but here, on this stage, it was as if a diamond had been placed in the sun, shining brightly and brilliantly.

So perfect it hardly looks like a 12-year-old.

Lockhart was nothing in comparison.Snape was surprised to find that the eyes of the girls off the stage were all turned to Harry, and no one looked at Lockhart anymore. Everyone was deeply attracted by the Savior.

Snape could not wait to drag the little green-eyed troll back to the cellar and hide it, as it made him very uncomfortable to make such a show.Unhappy to a certain extent, Snape's face became more and more ugly.

Fortunately, he was used to being gloomy. Except for Harry, the little animals couldn't see the change in him, and Harry, who was in a duel state, didn't pay attention to Snape at all.His eyes were still focused on Lockhart, an idiot. On the way to the auditorium just now, he thought of several ways to deal with Lockhart, and now he had to decide on one of them.

Taking three steps back and then turning their heads, Harry and Lockhart raised their wands at the same time. The moment they raised their heads, Harry suddenly saw Salazar standing behind Lockhart.

Of course, no one could see him except Harry and Snape.

A smile played on Harry's lips, he blinked, and began to chant.

It was a spell that most of the people present had never heard before. It was complicated and lengthy. Harry's wand flashed a white light, and then flowers scattered all over the stage.

This was the black magic that Salazar used to deal with the red beards at that time. It was coquettish and deadly. Harry did not have the profound magic power of Salazar, so the area of ​​damage caused by the spell was relatively small, but it was enough to deal with a Lockhart.

All kinds of flowers that fell from the sky hit Lockhart's body, growing from small to large, but there was nowhere to escape.

All the students off the stage were stunned. They watched as Professor Lockhart, who had countless adventures in his autobiography, was gradually buried by the flowers summoned by a second-year student.

Harry liked this magic very much, it was aggressive and not bloody, so he asked Salazar to teach him.Salazar considered that although Harry was of white wizard blood, it was okay to use some black magic once in a while, so he taught him.Who would have thought that on this occasion, it would be... Absolutely eye-catching.

Snape saw coldly that the students below were so attracted by the Savior's performance that they didn't even dare to breathe.

Damn little bastard!Snape cursed Harry fiercely in his heart, he played without restraint, look at the eyes of the girls in the audience looking at him, I am afraid that after tonight, His Excellency the great savior will receive dozens or even hundreds of love letters , if you are lucky, there will be a love potion or something!Also, how did he plan to explain to Dumbledore after such a big disturbance?Afraid that old bee doesn't know how powerful he is now?

Probably feeling that Harry had finished playing, Salazar gave Snape a look.Snape raised his hand and waved his wand to stop Harry from continuing to summon flowers.

He couldn't have done it had it been last Christmas.Fortunately, Snape has been strengthening his magic training this year, and now it is not a big problem to block a spell from Harry.

There was a dead silence in the audience, no one dared to speak, and the students of Slytherin House even forgot to applaud their classmates.Moreover, this spell summoned flowers, and everyone didn't think it was very lethal, so no one cared about Lockhart's life or death.

It took Lockhart a long time to climb out of the pile of flowers. This black magic is different from the disarming spell that Snape cast just now, and it is less violent, so when the idiot professor appeared in front of everyone again, he was still well dressed.But obviously, this spell stimulated him much more than the Disarming Charm. He looked at Harry in horror, and gasped for breath.

Harry, who was awake, looked at Lockhart apologetically: "I'm sorry, Professor, I thought this spell would be easy to solve for you, but I didn't expect it to have such serious consequences." He said slowly.

Lockhart finally smoothed his breath, and then smiled dryly at Harry: "Ahaha, Harry, maybe your spell can be used on other occasions, such as at the book signing party, but it is not a spell in the duel arena. Good way!"

As soon as the words fell, not to mention Harry and Snape, Lord Slytherin behind Lockhart had a black line on his face.Salazar obviously had an expression of "I can't even recognize the dark arts. You, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, are just trying to fish and sell books?"

Lockhart continued to give himself a step up: "And Harry, what we are learning this time is the use of the disarming spell. It is not right for you to use this spell. I should deduct Slytherin points, but given the level of the spell you used , it shows that you are very capable, so I decided not to deduct points!"

Harry looked at Salazar unconsciously, then tried not to laugh.Does Lockhart mean that if he doesn't die, he won't die?

Salazar took a few deep breaths and shook his head silently. If it weren't for the fact that it was really not suitable to appear in public at the moment, maybe he would have cast the Avada Kedavra curse on this idiot long ago.

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☆、Chapter 94

In any case, Lockhart had escaped without his knowledge.

The dueling club was still going on, Snape came over, looked at Harry and said coldly: "Mr Potter, you can go down now." If you don't go down, the girls in the audience look at Harry and want to eat him alive up.

Having known Snape for many years, even if Snape never changed his face, Harry could still judge the other's mood from the slight change in his tone.What's more, at this moment, Snape didn't even bother to speak harshly.Taken together, Harry has never seen such an understatement in talking to the old bat who always loves to spray his venom!

I really went too far this time.Harry thought wryly, let's go to the cellar after a while, and hope Snape won't poison himself.He secretly grimaced in his heart, then turned around and walked down slowly.

However, before taking two steps, a voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Harry's pace.

"Mr. Potter used black magic just now, right?" said the voice.

One word shocked everyone present.Whether it is the magic itself or the users of the spell, they have subverted their previous cognition.

The only people who can recognize this spell and say it on this occasion are...

Harry turned his head and looked over, and it turned out to be Voldemort living in Kelly Lestrange's body.

Voldemort jumped onto the stage with a few nimble steps, and then smiled at Harry: "'Falling Flowers' has been lost for many years, and I didn't expect the savior to use it." He sealed it in Ravenclaw's diadem for decades , I have learned a lot, it is not difficult to recognize this spell, and it is easy to guess that Lord Slytherin taught this Potter.

Harry raised his head, and then looked completely innocent: "Dark magic? I'm sorry I don't know, I just saw it in the book and thought it looked good, so I learned it."

"In the book?" Voldemort stared into Harry's green eyes: "Why haven't I seen this in the books in the Hogwarts library?" Lestrange is a pure-blood family, and the family has its own learning The way to learn the content, so no one thinks there is anything wrong when he asks this question.

Unexpectedly, Harry just likes to misinterpret the meaning of others. He looked at Voldemort, and then said sincerely: "Senior, you don't read too much, it's not good."

Voldemort almost missed the point.

Harry continued to stare: "However, which one is more evil than the Cruciatus Curse you used, senior?" The pure and innocent tone seemed to be that he was really having an academic discussion with the other party.

The students below gasped one after another in surprise.The fact that Harry was attacked by Lestrange when he first entered school last year was only known to the students in Slytherin House, while in the other three houses, many students hadn't even heard of the Cruciatus Curse. It doesn't prevent them from getting amazing information from Harry's words.

Spells that could be compared to black magic were definitely not harmless, and this student from the Lestrange family was obviously not a righteous existence.

"Then would you like to try it, Mr. Potter?" Voldemort's smile was a bit evil, and his voice was very low, with a certain temptation.

Snape standing behind Harry couldn't help being a little nervous. The development of the matter exceeded his previous expectations. He looked at Salazar, but saw that the other party was still calm and composed.

Salazar gave him a look, signaling his reassurance.

Harry played with the wand in his hand, pretending to be indifferent, and said, "Isn't that good, senior, didn't you hear what Professor Lockhart said just now? We can't use spells other than the Disarming Charm, otherwise we will Deducted from Slytherin's house points, senior, you don't take Slytherin's honor seriously."

Voldemort: "..."

Snape: "..."

Salazar: "..."

Snape swore that if he didn't beat the little bastard up tonight, he'd be teaching flying lessons tomorrow!Who is he as the Dark Lord?The big brother who sells desserts in Diagon Alley? !

The little animals below wanted to laugh. Is it really okay for Harry Potter to sue in front of his headmaster?

It was Snape who came back to his senses first, and he said slowly: "You two, you have to quarrel and quarrel slowly when you get back. I remember that Hogwarts cultivates qualified wizards, not just wizards. Quacking duck." He glanced at Harry, his icy gaze was like the cold wind in winter: "Mr. Potter, stay in confinement at night! Find me in the cellar after a while!"

So Harry returned to his seat aggrievedly amidst snickering.

Harry went back, but Voldemort didn't, and Snape couldn't help but feel aroused when he saw the half-smile expression on the other side's face.Harry was ignorant and dared to make such a fuss with the Dark Lord, but Snape, who was familiar with the other party's temper and strength, did not take it lightly. Who knows what he wanted to do, even if His Excellency Slytherin took action to stop it, it might not be too late.

But he was thinking too much. Voldemort just stared at Lockhart now, not paying attention to him at all.

"Professor Lockhart," Voldemort's evil charm has not diminished at all, "I also don't understand something about the Disarming Curse, can you please guide me?"

Lockhart was frightened when he heard the conversation between Harry and him just now. Although he has problems with magic power, he has little problem with intelligence.He knew that the other party was a demon who dared to use the Cruciatus Curse in peaceful times. It was impossible for such a person not to disarm the Curse, so there must be something wrong with saying that now.Although he couldn't figure it out, his intuition told him that the other party definitely didn't come to explore magic.

Lockhart shook his head subconsciously, barely maintaining his usual demeanor: "Okay, my dear boy, I am willing to answer your question in private, don't forget that I am your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, but let us now Go ahead and demonstrate." It took a lot of effort to squeeze out his "most charming smile".

Lockhart wanted to perfunctory the person in front of him, but if he could let him go like this, the other party would not be Voldemort.

Voldemort was very upset. Dumbledore took the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts that he had been thinking about all those years ago and gave it to someone else. If the other party is strong, he has nothing to say.But why can such an idiot in front of me be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?

Voldemort pulled the corner of his lower lip, showing an expression that could barely be called a "laugh", but it was actually terribly hideous: "Then, I am willing to be the next demonstrator." After speaking, he did not give Lockhart a chance, and picked up his wand He raised his hand and threw a disarming spell.

If the magic power is strong enough, the Disarming Curse will not only remove the opponent's weapon, but also become aggressive, just like Snape used a Disarming Curse in his previous life to throw Lockhart into a mess.

Voldemort, who couldn't vent his anger on Dumbledore, could only vent his anger by torturing Lockhart viciously, so he used all his strength for this Disarming Curse.

"Expelliarmus!"

With a bang, Lockhart was hit by Voldemort's spell, and then slammed into the ground, and a large human-shaped pit in the shape of Lockhart appeared on the stage of the Hogwarts auditorium.

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☆、Chapter 95

After a bit of chaos, Snape arranged for the Slytherin prefects to send Professor Lockhart into the hospital wing.Poor Lockhart has entered the medical wing three times in the less than four months since he started teaching at Hogwarts. The average frequency of once a month is really... extremely sympathetic.

Of course, these are the thoughts of the little girls, but at this time Harry was walking to the cellar with a sad face, desperately thinking about how to calm his man's anger, and had no time to care about other things.

Hey……

Didn't he attack Lockhart's idiot with the spell Lord Slytherin taught him?It's a bit high-profile, but it's not so grand, right?

Harry pouted, feeling a little dazed.

Snape's angry face was all he could picture in his mind, and Draco didn't even notice Draco gloating at him.

In the cellar, Snape was sitting on a chair waiting for Harry, his originally ugly face was now as dark as the bottom of a pot. Seeing Harry coming in, he immediately placed a powerful Silencing Charm around the cellar, and then Tell Medusa at the door not to let anyone in, and seal the fireplace.

His actions had succeeded in scaring Harry, which clearly meant that there was a score to settle.

Harry wanted to escape subconsciously, no matter what happened tomorrow, let's get over tonight first, at least tomorrow he can ask Salazar for help!

Seeing his hesitation, Snape raised the corners of his lips viciously, as if seeing a shark prey, without giving him a chance to escape, he picked him up and carried him on his shoulders, and then walked to the bedroom.

"Professor!" Harry struggled desperately on Snape's shoulders, the feeling that his feet couldn't touch the ground made him a little scared, did he have a fear of heights because he hasn't played Quidditch for too long?Although he knew it was impossible, Harry couldn't help but doubt it.

With a bang, the Savior found himself thrown onto the bed by "the scariest potions professor at Hogwarts".

What is the old bat doing? !

Harry had an unbelievable expression on his face. Could it be that Snape was transferred, otherwise how could he do such an unbelievable thing? !Usually there was hardly any intimacy between the two at school, but now the other party actually threw him on the bed? !

However, Snape's next move made it clear to him that he was really the sullen and stern Potions professor he had known.

And unfortunately, it was the savior who thought too much just now.

"Crack", Snape pulled off Harry's pants, and then slapped his ass hard, the crisp sound made Harry's head go blank before he felt the pain.

Depend on!Got hit again!Harry wanted to cry, but he found that this was the only way for the old bat to punish him without deducting points and confinement.

"Ahhhhhh, Sev, if you have something to say, okay, talk about it!"

Snape didn't attack lightly, and the pain like tearing flesh caused Harry's pleading to be mixed with screams.

"Speak well?" Snape temporarily stopped his hands, and looked down at the restless little bastard in front of him, "Does the savior feel that his reputation is not enough so he wants to become the second Lockhart? Or You feel that your daily life is too empty and you are in a hurry to find a girlfriend?"

The more Snape spoke, the angrier he became, and the more he hit him.

"Are you disgusted that your humble Potions professor is getting old and want a younger one?"

"I didn't, ah ah ah professor you have to trust me ah ah ah!" Harry clutched the bed sheet desperately, the severe pain in his buttock made him unable to explain.

"Also, are you looking for an opportunity to show off your powerful magic power?" Snape ignored him, but continued to slap him hard, "I'm afraid that others will not know that you know black magic?"

"No..." Harry wanted to shake his head, but Snape held him firmly on the bed, unable to move at all.He struggled a few times and had to give up.

"Are you an idiot for being Headmaster Dumbledore? Are you afraid he won't suspect you?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Obviously, Harry was too painful to speak.

"Besides, you dare to provoke the Dark Lord like this in public? Even Dumbledore has never done such a thing. Should I say you are brave or stupid? Think me and Mr. Slytherin don't exist, right? Be careful when you like to show off This time he gave you not the Cruciatus Curse but the Killing Curse!"

"Hiss..." Harry couldn't even moan now, he could only make a gasp.

Seeing that he really couldn't stand it, Snape finally stopped.

Sensing his actions and confirming that the other party would not hit him again, Harry turned his head aggrieved.

Harry's blue eyes were watery, and he was looking at Snape accusingly.His face was red and embarrassed, like a bullied animal.

Snape wished he could beat him up again, this pitiful look was too lethal.

He took a deep breath, looked at Harry's hideous buttocks, and finally got up kindly to get the potion.However, do not stand up