Chapter 175 Snape's Life Hangs by a Thread

Hermione and the others were still too attached to books.

Because of Norbert's appearance, they all learned about the Norwegian Ridgeback in detail.

But this actually creates a barrier to knowledge and vision.

On the other side, Hagrid guessed the answer with his keen intuition about magical creatures.

Norberta really likes Bajir.

Love between the sexes.

The blood of the red dragon in Bagir's body is too noble, and the "Dual Dragon of Good and Evil" is too powerful.

The female in Norberta's heart exploded instantly, losing her vicious nature.

The missionary position was chosen which has never been chosen by a female Norway Ridgeback in the wild.

The newly matured body continues to emit pheromones that only dragons can smell.

Bagir was suddenly glad that the dragon blood he inherited was not from the red dragon of DND.

Otherwise, the big lizard in front of him would be transformed into a beautiful woman with a beautiful body.

DND's dragon eyes can see the beauty of all things.

That is, you can bring in any race and appreciate the beauty of the corresponding race.

Coupled with the extraordinary reproductive power that can break through reproductive isolation, a dung beetle of any race may have dragon blood.

Thinking of this, Bagir couldn't help but shudder.

After all, he is not Indian.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron also came to their senses.

Especially Hermione, she always felt that the eyes of this female dragon seemed familiar.

It is often seen on many seductive bitches who covet Bagir.

She was even more sure after seeing the female dragon turn over, lower its head, and make a clear whine from the back of her throat.

The incident last summer was on nearly everyone's mind.

Bagir grew taller and his eyes turned golden, so Professor McGonagall took him for a physical examination, and it was finally discovered that he had a bloodline returning to his ancestors.

"You have the blood of a fire dragon!" Hagrid exclaimed, "You are definitely not an ordinary fire dragon!"

"No fire dragon can make a Norwegian Ridgeback take the initiative to bow down to it after smelling it."

"Humph." Ron chuckled, looking like he already knew.

"You know?" x2

Hermione and Hagrid asked simultaneously.

However, their tone was different.

One is full of shock and sourness, the other is surprise and impatient.

"Of course!" Ron raised his chest and raised his head.

"Harry knows it too!"

he added.

Harry:?

"What should I know?"

All eyes turned to Ron.

Ron blushed, "Didn't Sirius say that?"

"He said the sword helped him a lot."

"Bajir holds King Arthur's sword in his hand. The sword is directly integrated into his body, and it will bloom with light as long as he waves."

"Then the sword faded out of the light."

"Haven't you heard of it?"

"In the legend of King Arthur, there is the title Red Dragon Incarnation."

"That sword?" x2

Hermione and Harry instantly recalled the golden sword that Baljir often carried around his waist during the period after the Quidditch final.

Instantly, Norberta's reaction lost its appeal.

King Arthur is to the British what Sun Wukong is to the people of Dragon Kingdom.

Everyone, including Hagrid, wanted to see the sword and play with it up and down.

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The principal's office is also extremely busy.

Dumbledore was ready to watch his sister's day as a refresher before dinner.

The pictures presented by the silver mist were trembling and distorted because of his anger.

The envelopes in the drawer automatically flew out and turned into roaring letters under the magical radiation that distorted the air.

Traveling through space, he came to Snape's big nose.

Then he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Severus Snape! How dare you"

A loud noise filled the entire office, cracking the glass jars on the lockers.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Snape pulled out his wand and waved it twice in the air.

This ensured the safety of his potion materials.

and confined the sound to this room.

".Come to the office! You better have a valid reason."

Dumbledore's voice was a hundred times louder than usual, making the scales and mortars on the table rattle, and the echoes from the surrounding stone walls were deafening.

At the same time, Lupine, who was in the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, excitedly walked towards the office on the eighth floor after confirming that the spell given by Dumbledore was correct.

Then, a dramatic scene happened.

After passing the gargoyle and walking up the automatically moving spiral staircase, Lupine hesitated at the door of the principal's office and happened to bump into Snape standing on the stone staircase, gradually approaching him.

The air seemed to stiffen.

Lupine looked carefully at the spell itself, as well as its notes.

One of its prerequisites also includes Wolfsbane Potion, which he naturally knows.

Even some potions masters find it difficult to brew this kind of potion.

And Snape is one of only three people in the British wizarding world who can do it.

As a result, he mistakenly thought that Snape was called over by Dumbledore to discuss the details of the potion, and that perhaps adjustments needed to be made to suit the spell.

But seeing Snape's sullen face and eyes as dark as a train tunnel, Lupine was now very embarrassed.

It must be hard to help someone who was the enemy of his youth because of his duty.

In the werewolf's keen sense of smell, the resentment in the greasy breath mixed with the fragrance of the potion did increase after seeing him.

Lupine confirmed this.

If Snape could read minds, he would have been very venomous to Lupin from beginning to end.

His sullen face was just because he was about to be criticized again after not being a student for many years.

Seeing Lupin more angry was just because it made him feel more involved.

It was as if he had really returned to his student days.

Because he used dark magic in the duel, he was pulled out by the professor in front of those four bastards and Lily as an example.

He completely ignored the fact that he was four against one.

Thinking of this, Snape's expression became even more gloomy, and his eyes lost their luster under the operation of the brain block technique, like black buttons and stones, but not like the eyes of a living person.

Both of their bodies were stiff.

But the spiral staircase in the principal's office would automatically go up.

So, when Snape's lips were about to touch Lupin, they both moved and turned around.

In front of the griffin door knocker, two figures stood on the left and right, motionless, like dripping stone statues guarding the door.

Dumbledore in the office.

The pitiful scenes in Ariana's potion class kept replaying in his mind.

Snape's breath and the fluctuations of his magic magnetic field were constantly engraved in his heart.

So much so that he ignored Lupin's arrival.

And the moment Snape's breath approached the door, the great wizard's magic power, which was infused with his own essence and moved from the heart, moved.

Boom!

The supersensory spell was activated.

Lupin hurriedly stepped back, his face pale.

The air in front of him was distorted.

The heat wave passed by his ears.

The door was wide open.

Wood chips, charcoal after burning, and molten copper splashed everywhere.

After breaking through the door, a golden-red giant hand turned its "wrist" and grabbed Snape.

The next second, Snape's figure disappeared from the spot with the sound of passing through the air, along with the giant hand.

Lupin breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately no one was killed.

The temperature of the giant hand that could melt gold and burn iron disappeared before it approached Snape.

Otherwise, Snape would have sizzled and smelled like barbecue on an iron plate.

Dumbledore's deep voice sounded from the door at the right time.

"Who gave you the courage to bully my sister!"

"Oh?" Snape was calm and indifferent.

Lupin felt his heart was about to jump out.

Snape, how dare he!

For a moment, as the only professor who didn't know Ariana's identity, he even ignored the existence of Dumbledore's sister.

Dumbledore was really angry, "Oh? You just said oh?"

Snape said lightly: "I don't understand, if you really care about your sister, the third party, hum~"

Bajir, who noticed Dumbledore's angry magic fluctuations and shifted his perspective here: Damn! Are you going to die? Just for CP?

Although he thought so, Bajir still summoned [Dragon Rider] to save Snape's life.

It is worth mentioning that Lupin also clenched his wand and drew many spells of protection spells in his mind.

Surprisingly, Dumbledore did nothing.

Instead, with great self-control, he suppressed his anger.

"This is what Ariana wanted."

"That girl?" Lupin was shocked.

When he heard about Dumbledore's sister, the third party, he did not think of Ariana.

Instead, what came to his mind was Albus Dumbledore in women's clothing wandering between Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey, and then being targeted by Snape who couldn't stand it.

Then, he understood everything.

"Hermione and Basil?"

Snape's voice also became soft, "As a brother, shouldn't you teach your sister what is right?"

"You are Albus Dumbledore."

"The embodiment of rightness, cruel to himself, a true saint!"

"How could you?"

"I don't understand."

The wrinkles on Dumbledore's face that bloomed due to anger were smoothed. He stood up, stroked the back of the chair, and sighed: "She is more important than right."

"I thought you would understand."

"Lily--"

"Don't say her name!" Snape screamed, like a mouse whose tail was stepped on.

"Then you can tell me why you care so much-the combination of two Grangers." Dumbledore asked calmly, with an unwavering certainty on his face, as if he was sure that Snape would answer his question honestly.

Snape was indeed caught.

He was confused and ignored Lupin, who had just met, just like Dumbledore.

After taking a deep breath, he said, "I see the shadows of me and Lily in them."

"It's as if I knew the relationship between the colleges in advance and gave up Slytherin. I chose to be with Lily."

Dumbledore blinked in surprise.

"Severus, why do you think so?"

"Are you as handsome as Bargil Granger? As popular?"

"Although he was chosen by the Broken Steel Sword and is the embodiment of goodness, on the other hand, as the incarnation of the red dragon, he has the dragon's promiscuous nature."

"Although Hermione is excellent, she cannot be the only partner of the future King of England."

"King of England? King Arthur? Broken Steel Sword?" Snape looked at Dumbledore with the eyes of a madman.

"What about Potter? Is he not the savior you chose? A puppet controlled by you?"

"Don't tell me you are tired of playing with that boy and have set your eyes on a new toy?"

"Potter has paid a lot for the so-called safety and the fate of defeating the Dark Lord."

"What?" Dumbledore chuckled, "If I heard correctly, you are pitying him?"

"Then why are you so harsh on him? When he took the initiative to show you kindness?"

"You hate James' face so much?"

Snape shook his head, "I am glad that her son can get rid of your control."

"He must be tempered, not live in flowers and praise, as he is destined to fight against the Dark Lord."

"The latter, McGonagall and others have given a lot."

Bajir smelled a little bit of lies.

Snape was indeed lying, he just thought he was unworthy.

Afraid that the familiar green eyes would bloom with closeness to him.

Also hated the existence of that face and insulted those eyes.

Dumbledore also saw that Snape was not sincere.

But he did not expose it, but went straight to the main topic of today's conversation, "So, will you still target my sister?"

His index finger had already touched the hot wand in his crotch.

If Snape said no.

Then it and Snape would meet.

Snape shook his head, "No."

"Granger is unlucky enough to be chosen by you and have her life manipulated."

"As a sacrifice for her child, I can turn a blind eye."

"Even if your sister is gone, there are others."

"But I have a question," Snape's eyes were stern, "Is your sister really frozen in magic amber to cure the curse on her body, as you said, until she was awakened by sacrificing the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Rather than simply taking the elixir of life."

Dumbledore's heart tightened.

If he knew that Ariana was resurrected, Snape would probably go crazy.

Then he would be obsessed with resurrecting Lily and endangering Ariana.

He could only kill Snape.

So, for Snape's life, Dumbledore behaved very normally, without any movements or expressions that shouldn't have appeared.

And kicked the question back.

"What's the difference?"

Snape became serious, "This is very important. I don't want Basil Granger to be eaten by an old cow."

Basil: No, I don't care at all, as long as she is beautiful.

But Snape couldn't hear Basil's thoughts.

With his hands behind his back and his brows furrowed, "He already has a miserable future."

"I hope the road is decorated with flowers."

Harry: Damn you - double standards!

Dumbledore smiled bitterly: "Do you really think I can control the future of Badger Granger?"

"Since he appeared, everything I planned has always been disrupted in unexpected places."

"And he is also a great wizard."

"You can destroy his body and soul, but you can never change his will."

"Are you changing the subject?" Snape's eyes flashed coldly, "I just want to know if your sister is an old woman?"

"You--" Dumbledore's temples were throbbing with veins, and he almost cursed, "Ariana is not an old woman!"

"No! She's still a girl!"

"A seventeen-year-old young girl!"

Snape raised his eyebrows, "Seventeen years old? Fifth grade?"

"Just tell me if she's pretending to be young!"