Chapter 489 The Abnormal Snape

A genius remembers the address of this site in a second: (Apex Chinese), the fastest update! No advertisements! "...You are not allowed to speak ill of my father——" Harry glared at Snape in front of him, and the wand in his hand straightened forward. Stretch out, and jerk upwards, "Fuchsia!"

However, even though Harry had practiced quite hard, it was obviously far from equal when facing wizards like Snape. Not to mention……

"how dare you?"

Snape's reaction was faster than Harry and Ron had imagined.

He suddenly drew out his wand and waved it casually, a burst of light particles from the surge of magic power suddenly exploded in front of him, easily blocking Harry's spell.

"Tell me! Why are you using this spell? I don't remember teaching this spell in your Charms class!"

Snape stared closely at Harry with his terrifying eyes, and the tip of his wand trembled slightly, showing that he was not at peace.

"Where did you learn it? There's no need for me to tell you!" Harry glared at the other party angrily, saying every word.

"You—" Snape stared at Harry coldly, gnashed his teeth for a while, but finally snorted coldly, "I can guess without telling you, it must have been taught to you by that guy McLean again... Potter boy, you will always hide behind him and be a poor yelling wretch!"

"I won't!" Harry growled more and more angrily, "Just wait! One day I will defeat you in a duel! Soon!"

"laugh--"

Snape glanced at him contemptuously, as if he had heard some great joke. He didn't wait for Harry to continue talking nonsense, but just casually pushed Hermione who was beside him towards him.

"Stay with your little friends! Miss Know-It-All..." Snape said impatiently, "By the way, keep an eye on them for me, if you don't want them to lose their lives inexplicably."

After all, without even looking at Harry again, Shi Shiran walked around Harry. Look at the direction he was going, but it was still Hogwarts Castle.

"Painted out—" "Bang!"

Harry was probably overwhelmed by Snape's contempt and sarcasm. After Snape walked around him for a few steps, he turned his head tremblingly and cast a spell.

To be honest, his attack can be regarded as a super-level performance, coupled with his own good talent, the speed of chanting this stun spell is indeed quite fast. Except for the technique of forgetting to use the silent spell, everything else is quite good.

But he was fast, but Snape's reaction was even faster!

Harry, who had recited the spell first, didn't even have time to finish the incantation, when Snape already gave him a backhand. It must have been a Silent Disarming Charm, for Harry's wand was already in the air, and Harry himself fell hard into the snow.

Because this time it could be said to be a sneak attack, Snape clearly showed strong anger. However, after casting the disarming spell just now, he swung his staff for the second time and was about to fall.

"Professor Snape!"

Hermione finally spoke, and she immediately stood in front of the fallen Harry with her arms outstretched, as if she wanted to block Snape's next spell with her body.

Ron, who was a spectator with a blank face beside him, finally came to his senses at this moment. He also quickly stood beside Hermione, and together with her, they protected Harry behind him.

Snape didn't look at Ron at all, he just stared at Hermione furiously for a while, frowning. Unexpectedly, after a short while, he actually put away his wand, turned around and left.

"This..." Ron was suddenly puzzled, "He just left?"

He originally asked Hermione this question, but Hermione didn't answer him. It could be seen that from the very beginning of today, Hermione seemed to have something on her mind, which made her look solemn all the time.

"Hermione?" Ron hesitated, calling her again.

Until Snape had crossed the slope ahead,

After disappearing from their view, Hermione shook her head slightly at Ron.

"I'll talk about the details later." After she finished speaking, she walked directly towards Harry. "Harry, are you all right? Are you injured?"

At this time Harry had already got up from the ground, and after picking up his wand, he was silently patting the snow on his body. After hearing Hermione's concern, he just turned his head and shook his head silently.

His body might be fine, but the anger in his heart made him ache.

He also knew that he was too reckless just now, but even so, he didn't regret it at all. Because of Snape's words, almost every sentence stabbed him hard in his heart.

From a certain point of view, although what Snape said was harsh, it cannot be said to be wrong. But he didn't try hard? He has been working hard!

So the more Snape poked him where it hurt, the angrier he felt. This anger was not only aimed at Snape, but probably also aimed at himself to a large extent.

"Harry, if I were you, don't take Snape's words too seriously." Seeing that Harry was still angry, Hermione couldn't help persuading, "We can't be too anxious, we have to take it step by step. And...you I was too impulsive just now!"

Harry didn't refute, because he knew Hermione was absolutely right.

After taking a few deep breaths of icy air, he forced himself to calm down. After all, now that Hermione had been found, that was more reassuring than anything else.

After calming down a bit, Harry returned his gaze to Hermione.

"What the hell happened? Why are you with Snape?" He finally asked, "You don't know, Ron and I went to your house to find you, only to find your parents passed out in the bedroom , and you are missing—we are all in a hurry!"

"Yeah!" Ron nodded quickly, "I asked you just now, but why didn't you say...was it made by that old bat?"

After Hermione heard it, she didn't start to explain endlessly as usual. She just inexplicably turned her gaze to the direction where Snape left, and stared there in a daze.

"Tell me? What happened?" Ron asked anxiously, "It's been like this since just now, is there anything you can't say? Oh——"

"It's not that I can't say it," Hermione said with a little trouble, "Actually, I don't know how to say it..."

She paused again, as if organizing her words. Before her, Harry and Ron waited patiently, even Maca in the distance.

But who knew, the first sentence she spoke made the hearts of the three listeners jump.

"First of all... yes, last night Lysnape broke into my house, and when he opened the door and woke me up, I saw his wand aimed at me."

"What?" "Really?"

Harry and Ron exclaimed almost at the same time, and then their faces were full of puzzled expressions. As for Maca, although he wouldn't shout, but he also had doubts in his heart for a while.

"Then what happened next?" Harry hurriedly urged.

"...he sat on the chair in my bedroom all night. Although he didn't use a spell to deal with me, the tip of his staff never left my direction." Hermione said, shaking her head in confusion, "I don't know what's the point of him doing this. In short...it's like guarding me, or guarding against me...I don't know."

"Just that whole night, I asked him and he didn't talk much, at most he said a few words of sarcasm to me. As for what he said, I don't need to say that you should be able to guess—"

Harry and Ron looked at each other, then nodded at Hermione.

"Of course, there must be no good words." Harry grinned.

"Actually, it's not that much..." Hermione didn't seem to hate Snape as deeply as Harry did, "Well, it's really hard to hear good things from him—"

"It's never happened at all!" Ron interjected, "Even if it's Maca, I probably haven't heard of it."

"Don't talk about that yet!" Harry waved his hand at Ron, "Hermione, what's next?"

Harry seemed very concerned about what happened to Hermione that night. Because he always only thought that Snape was a bad guy, and now that Snape was finally caught doing something bad, he was even a little excited.

If he could use this opportunity to catch something, he could use it to threaten Snape if there was any conflict next time.

Of course, this was mainly because Hermione looked fine now, otherwise he probably wouldn't have thought about it.

But hearing what happened after Harry's inquiry, Hermione was taken aback again, as if she was thinking about something complicated and incomprehensible. After a while, she looked at Harry with a hesitant look.

Maca in the distance was listening to their conversation at this time, but his eyes were always locked on Snape's whereabouts. During the moment of Hermione's hesitation, Snape had already reached the outer edge of the mysterious round mirror's range of influence.

At present, there are no souls in that area anymore, not only the souls of wizards, but even the souls of owls and other small animals have been swallowed up by the round mirror, turning into a terribly silent dead place.

And in this situation where there is no soul to suck, the suction may still exist, but the space ripples that oscillate again and again do not continue to appear. If an uninformed person passed by, they would definitely not be able to find any abnormalities.

But Snape stopped precisely at a place only a few steps away from the range of influence.

Maka looked at the invisible figure from a distance, but felt a little heavy in her heart. He didn't understand what Snape wanted to do and why he did it.

At this moment, Snape suddenly took several steps forward in a row, and he was about to step into that terrifying land. Maca rushed forward immediately, the staff in his hand was raised, and a spell was ready to be released.

But suddenly, Hermione's words made him stop on the way. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.