Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher

Chapter 149 How Long Can I Live, Professor?
Pull out your wand and duel with people.

Still with Potter.

This was something that Snape had always hated, firmly rooted in his heart like a rock.

Now that the dream has come true, I should be cheering and ecstatic, but why I don't even have the strength to hold the wand tightly, let alone lift it.

Snape forced himself to look at Harry.

That face was almost exactly the same as that of "James Potter", except for the expression. This kid was just unlucky. He inherited that guy's appearance. He should be more like his mother.

"Pull out your wand, Snape." Harry walked towards him slowly with his sword in his hand, the tip of the sword approaching inch by inch, and pressed against his throat,

The white sword blade reflected his face without any blood color.

Snape was silent, not saying a word.

"Come on, please?" Harry urged him, "Have you become your favorite troll?"

"The mind is empty, worse than Sirius, forgetting that wizards still have wands, and can cast spells?"

Snape dropped his hands, shaking his head, and said in a painful voice, "No, I can't."

He was already ready.

Killed by Lily's child.

"This doesn't look like you at all." Harry loosened his wrist, and the long sword moved along Snape's robe and touched his chest, precisely cutting through the clothes without hurting the skin, "When will you So indecisive?"

"I'm sorry." Snape tilted his head, his tone timid.

"I am not only Lily Potter's child," interrupted Harry again, "I am also James Potter's child."

"It's the Potter kid you hate the most."

Snape's expression finally showed some reaction, which made him hold the wand, but after hesitating again and again, he still couldn't pull it out.

"We need a closure." Harry took two steps back, "If you can't make up your mind, then I'll help you."

Suddenly he raised his wand.

No mantras.

The silent fuchsia.

Snape didn't have any defenses, he hung upside down, his robes fell down.

God has no shadow!

Almost instantly, he reacted instinctively, drew his wand, and pointed it at James's face.

The invisible blade swung out, and Harry turned his head to avoid it. He deliberately didn't dodge completely, and the curse rubbed his cheek, leaving a narrow wound, bleeding profusely.

"That's it." Harry whistled and raised his wand.

The dead wood washed up by the river twisted and turned into two huge snakes, which slammed towards Snape with a whoosh sound, leaving no strength left behind.

God has no shadow!

Snape was hanging upside down in the air, his expression contorted, the curse cut off the heads of the giant snakes, they hit the ground, almost instantly, twisted into a group of small snakes, surged fiercely, built a bridge, and headed towards Snape Pu continued to bite.

Black flames ignited.

It's Fiend!
It greedily devours all the shape-shifting creations, burning them to the ground.

"What do you remember now?" Harry asked him.

Snape gritted his teeth.

On that day 18 years ago, it was also by the Black Lake, and these two spells were cast.

"Potter." Snape's tone gradually became calm. He raised his wand and extinguished Fiendflame. In just a short moment, this piece of land was burned to barrenness.

The little wizards by the lake ran away screaming and terrified, and Hermione and Ron stepped back a bit, looking at Harry worriedly.

Harry stopped talking.

Raise your wand.

Misty clouds.

Thick fog gushes out, covering the sky and covering the sky, bigger than last year in the school auditorium, almost submerging half of the black lake.

The Cloud and Mist Curse is also a type of weather spell.

"It seems that your brain is not working well." Snape forced a sneer, "The choice of tactics is even worse than your last year."

Stop the spell!
Hurricane Curse!
Two spells in succession swept away the mist, and the Transformation Curse twisted the charcoal on the ground that hadn't had time to be burned. They turned into strips of cloth, fluttering and wreaking havoc, catching Harry's tracks.

call out--

Almost at the same time, a firework exploded in his face.

Presented by The Weasley Brothers.

His face was covered with ketchup.

Alder!
A huge air wave rolled over, blowing the strips and pushing Snape staggeringly. Before he could deal with the thing on his face, his senses pricked, and the danger was approaching.

He flicked his wand.

The robe on her body swelled, forming a two-meter-thick cushion around her body.

Harry missed a blow with his sword.

Thunderbolt explosion!

The soft deformed creation exploded, and Harry continued to press forward, slashing and slashing.

Snape dodged in embarrassment, only the ketchup on his eyelids was cleaned. When he dodged, his face was stained with charcoal and mud, his robe was torn in pieces, and it was messy in the wind.

"Why didn't you fight back?" Harry stared at him, "With your ability, you had at least six chances to fight back just now."

Snape didn't speak, just continued to cast the Transfiguration Charm, conjured up soft, non-threatening cloth strips, and danced, time and time again, trying to tie Harry up.

Harry stopped.

Snape stopped too.

"Aren't you curious, why did I ask my godfather to buy so many materials?" Harry said slowly.

Snape's face changed slightly.

Harry pulled a bottle of potion out of his hat, a deep purple one.

Snape's pupils shrank suddenly.

Thunderbird blood, Loba venom, Oleander sap
He could see almost immediately which kinds of poisons were used in this bottle of potion.

Harry unscrewed the bottle cap, breathing out.

Snape's face twisted even more.

It is more vicious than what I first observed. It is almost completely made up of various poisonous substances. Those things, taken alone, can easily kill a wizard, but now they are mixed together in an orderly manner. .

"Potter, what are you doing!" Snape gritted his teeth, he raised his wand, aimed at Harry's hand, "Turn the cork back on!"

"Finally remembered to attack?" Harry smiled lightly, "You are a master of potions, you should be able to see what ingredients I used?"

"Now ask me, how long will it take for a normal person to die after drinking this bottle of potion?"

10 minutes?
5 minutes?
even faster
Thunderbolt explosion!

Snape vaguely guessed what Harry might do, he didn't dare to think about it, let alone see it with his own eyes, he cast the spell instantly, tyrannically, mercilessly, and rushed straight to the bottle of potion.

Armor protection!

Harry reacted quickly, the spell bounced off.

He swallowed the Thunder Potion in one gulp, and Snape watched helplessly, unable to stop him.

The purple medicinal liquid entered his throat and flowed down the esophagus. The brutal medicinal effect instantly filled his body, and Harry's face flushed slightly.

"Potter, what are you doing!" Snape gritted his teeth, stared at him, and spit out these words from the back molars.

"How long can I live?" Harry tilted his head and looked at him, "But I won't be caught without a fight. If you want to save me, you have to use real skills, my dear Professor Snape."

"You Potters are crazy!" Snape took out two potions from under his robes.

One bottle is a potion that he took last year that can increase magic power.

And the other bottle is Felicity Elixir.

Maybe, that bottle of potion made entirely of poison will have some special effect, it's not as poisonous as it looks and smells.

But he dared not gamble.

Harry nodded, his tone indifferent: "That's right."

He raised his wand.

Dark clouds surged, thunder raged, and strong winds rolled up. In the blink of an eye, heavy rain fell, and the weather changed as he wished.

Hermione waved her wand and conjured a canopy for them.

Ron conjured up a towel for himself, wiped the rainwater off his face, his eyes straightened: "This, Harry did?"

change the weather
He knew that Harry had always been powerful, but he didn't expect to be so powerful that the whole of Hogwarts, the Forbidden Forest in the distance, and Hogsmeade in the distance would be affected.

"Obviously." Hermione frowned, looking ahead, the rain was falling heavily, and it made a thumping sound when it hit the awning, causing the little deformed creature to tremble.

The water vapor filled the sky, filling the beaded curtain, making it impossible for her to see anything clearly.

There were only two opposing figures, one tall and one short, both far away from her.

"You read too many knight novels, would a rainy duel be more interesting?" Snape said with a sullen face.

Harry shook his head: "Thunderbird's blood, I thought such an obvious color would remind you of this material."

He flicked his wand.

Clear water is like a spring!

The lake surged like boiling, and a torrent of water arrows shot towards Snape rapidly.

this power
Far more powerful than the spell just now.

"Using poison to stimulate magic power?" Snape's face became even uglier, "Dangerous idea!"

He waved his wand, no longer holding back.

The black mist pushed his body, causing him to fly high and stand in the air like a cloud.

The water arrow smashed hard on the ground, splashing clods of soil.

Harry clicked his tongue and continued to wave his wand.

Two trees on the edge of the Forbidden Forest suddenly collapsed, twisting into two giant snakes, more solid, stronger, and more like living snakes, dancing their huge bodies, catching Snape flying at low altitude, they surrounded and blocked , Snape after taking Felicin is far more flexible than them.

Every time it's a little bit worse.

It will always be a little bit worse.

Fierce fire poured out.

Ordinary rainwater has no effect on it, it is attached to the two giant snakes, gnawing at them.

Snape, who was walking nimbly, was about to wave his wand again.

click-

Harry tapped his wand, and the thunder fell, heading towards Snape.

Almost at the same time, two giant snakes came down, opened their bloody mouths, and bit Snape.

During thunderstorms, Harry has almost a steady stream of magical powers that are stronger than usual.

Snape tapped lightly on himself, a hurricane pushed him away, and the thunder scraped his clothes in a thrilling manner, and fell to the ground, raising a puff of smoke.At the same time, in this split second, Snape raised his wand, and a shot of black magic was shot out by him.

Light silver light fell like a curtain, covering the sky and covering the whole lakeside.

This is magic for the soul.

The brain is being invaded.

Even with the protection of Occlusion, this greedy and tricky impact still made Harry stop.

Two chains of water gushed out from behind him, eager to try and wrap around Harry's hands.

The movements of the two giant snakes did not stop, they were still chasing Snape.

　Thank you for not being the leader of the gods! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)