Chapter 69 He Is Harry, Not Potter (Please Read On)
Chapter 69 He is Harry, not Potter (please read~)
Snape poured a bottle of potion into his mouth, but did not take it immediately. He held it in his mouth.
He raised his wand, alert to the surroundings, and was not in a hurry to cast a spell.
The essence of the fog spell is not fog, but magic.
The whirlwind spell and the hurricane spell cannot dispel it.
The instant stop spell can be used.
But the instant stop spell requires a period of sustained magic. In the case of losing vision, this behavior is a bit risky.
Snape waited patiently.
Wait for the poison to take effect.
Wait for Harry to reveal his position.
People who cannot hide their intentions often fall into a more passive situation, and he has suffered many times because of this.
"Professor!" Harry's voice suddenly came from behind him, and the sword light cut through the poisonous fog and slashed towards his head, "This little trick is useless to me."
At the critical moment.
Bang!
The explosion sounded, and the air swept, pushing him back, barely avoiding it -
Swish - Harry's robe changed, two long rolls of cloth twisted and nailed out, tied Snape's hands and waist, and pulled him back fiercely.
The sword in his hand was just held, motionless.
Seeing that Snape was about to fall on the sword.
He swallowed the potion, and the whole person fell to the ground like water, gurgling to the side, and then turned back into human form.
"I now doubt whether you are really a piece of feces." Snape took out a few bottles of potion and smashed them on the ground. A more fishy and unpleasant smell spread.
In the teacher's seat.
Dumbledore immediately stood up and waved his wand. Only then did he remove the spell on Lockhart, threw him into the crowd, and drew a circle again, encircling the poison gas in the battle field between the two.
Harry sniffed.
The toxicity increased a lot, to the extent that he could only drink seven or eight cups, which was still within the tolerance range.
The strips of cloth that the robe had transformed into continued to stretch.
Harry stepped on the potion, splashing water, the potion bottle residue on the ground crackled, and transparent ants swarmed towards Snape.
The poison didn't work?
Snape's face darkened, and he waved his wand and cast the spell again to stop.
The magic power stopped everything.
Harry stuck at this moment again and chanted "clouds and mist", and the thick mist flooded the entire space again.
Snape tutted.
Annoying guy, is this all he knows?
He drank a bottle of potion, the magic power in his body boiled slightly, and then raised his wand high.
"Hurricane sweeping."
Harry stopped and looked over in surprise.
In his perception, Snape seemed to be burning.
This spell was not the first time he had encountered it, but the one cast by Snape was very different from that of others. It was not just magic power, but like a sign, it was inducing elements.
The effect of the potion?
Or his own ability?
Professor Flitwick had never done this before him.
Magic moved elements, and elements moved magic.
The clouds were pulled and twisted, and the stars melted and mixed with the hurricane, covering the sky.
The air flow was entangled, and in Snape's eyes, the figure opposite was a little blurry, and Potter became like Potter. He waved his wand, without making a sound, and cast another spell.
Harry dodged it nimbly.
In the crowd, a young wizard was cursed and hung upside down, and Dumbledore immediately removed the curse for him.
Knowing that at least this level of poison was ineffective against Harry, Snape only cast spells.
In terms of dueling skills in terms of spells alone.
Snape was a little worse than Flitwick, and the lack of poison made him more confined. In just a dozen rounds of fighting, Harry was not at a disadvantage, and even rushed to Snape twice.
He took the potion to avoid it.
The last time, it was a close call. The Igni Sign entangled his robes, and the Arden Sign imprisoned the fluid, and he was almost stabbed by Harry's sword.
"Potter!" Snape gritted his teeth, with only a figure in his eyes. He flipped his hand and took out a pointed medicine bottle from his robe, which was filled with golden potion with a happy color.
He screwed the stopper on the bottle and was about to take it.
Dumbledore cast a spell and bound his hands: "Severus, you and Harry have demonstrated it very well."
Snape was stunned.
Looking back, the person holding the sword was Harry Potter.
He snorted coldly and put the stopper back on.
Harry also retracted his sword and looked at Flitwick.
The professor who was standing on the table and shaking his head at McGonagall noticed his gaze, smiled with joy, and gave him a thumbs up.
Lockhart stood in the crowd, looking at Harry, wondering what he was thinking.
Snape looked at him and reminded him: "Professor Lockhart, the duel between me and Potter is over."
Lockhart was in a trance, nodded, and walked out of the crowd: "Oh, yes!"
"Let us thank Professor Snape and Harry for bringing us such a wonderful battle. Wizards' duels are not just about spells."
"Potions, swords, as long as they can cause damage to the enemy, that is the best way."
Professor McGonagall buried her head.
She thought of something bad.
"Now, I will divide you into groups and start duel training." Lockhart's voice was re-energized, "I will give you the most appropriate instructions."
"You will soon become as good as Mr. Potter."
Harry walked back to the crowd.
The people around him looked at him with strange and hot eyes.
"I know why you are not afraid of Professor Snape." Seamus' tone floated, and he still looked a little unresponsive.
The second-year wizard fought back and forth with a professor.
"You can actually beat Professor Snape!" Ron clenched his fists, very excited.
Harry looked at him strangely: "What nonsense are you talking about."
"Harry just didn't lose." Hermione corrected Ron's words.
Harry shook his head and corrected their words: "I should not be able to beat Professor Snape now."
"He didn't take it seriously. When he wanted to take it seriously, he was stopped by Professor Dumbledore."
Ron was a little confused.
"Professor Snape didn't take out a more poisonous potion. Even Hermione could handle the first two waves of poison." Harry explained simply.
Hermione was stunned, raised her hand and pointed at herself, a little surprised.
Why didn't she know that she had this ability.
"If it's on parchment, Hermione can handle it." Harry thought of Hermione's dueling skills and added honestly.
Hermione gritted her teeth and raised her hand to gently punch Harry on the back. The hard texture of the leather armor made her fingers hurt.
"Professor Snape is a potion master, and the last potion he wants to use is Felicity." Harry continued, "After drinking that potion, his magical ability will be raised."
"He is just fighting me with spells, but he hasn't used his best abilities."
As he said that, he looked at Dumbledore and sighed: "It's a pity that Dumbledore stopped him."
Snape came over: "You should be thankful that he stopped me, otherwise with your small body, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand a few of my spells."
"Tsk, I have to give the professor a new set of robes." Harry shook his head and looked at him, "Black is too heavy, how about green? The color of Slytherin."
Snape's face was dark, and he took out a bottle of green potion from his robe: "Maybe I should poison you to silence you. Mr. Potter who doesn't speak is much more popular than Mr. Potter who can speak."
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