A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

"Down...hey, the Dark Lord!" With a cry of surprise, everyone in the classroom turned their attention to the strange creature in the glass cabinet.

"No, Voldemort's skin is a pale color," Harry corrected loudly, "like a drowned corpse."

Snape did not deduct points for Harry Potter speaking without authorization. He tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and the whispers in the classroom gradually subsided.

"It's so weird." Ariana hadn't yet understood how terrifying the Potions Professor was, so she whispered to Hermione: "Can that transparent cabinet isolate life? Why can't I feel its breathing."

"Maybe... maybe it was killed by Professor Snape." Hermione swallowed, somewhat understanding why Professor Lupine refused to explain the snake man.

According to information released by the Ministry of Magic, Muggles mutated into this monster under the influence of the virus. Killing a snakeman is equivalent to killing a Muggle.

Lupine, a former werewolf, would choose to harm himself rather than harm others, even on a full moon night. Now as a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, he would never attack a snake man.

"Miss Dumbledore!" Snape's voice was as cold as ice, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "If you speak without the permission of the professor for no reason, you will be deducted 5 points from Gryffindor."

"Huh?" Ariana's face was full of confusion. She was about to defend herself, but was held tightly by Hermione. Hermione shook her head slightly at her, a warning in her eyes.

Ariana reluctantly closed her mouth, feeling unsatisfied and feeling that the Magic Potion Professor was even more annoying than Albus. There were obviously louder students in the classroom, but Snape only targeted her.

"Does anyone know anything about the dragon pox virus?" Snape's voice echoed softly in the classroom.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Hermione's arms suddenly raised, and her enthusiasm almost made her jump out of her seat.

Snape looked around. Roger sat quietly, remaining indifferent as always, showing no interest in answering questions.

"Miss Granger, you answer it." There was a hint of helplessness in Snape's tone, as if he was already accustomed to her positivity.

Hermione said "yeah" softly, cleared her throat, and began her answer: "Dragonpox virus is an infectious disease that is fatal to wizards. The infected wizards will leave permanent scars on their bodies and skin. It will also appear cyan for a long time.”

"In addition, infected people will develop green and purple rashes between their toes, known as dragonpox. During the disease, the wizard will act like a dragon and spray sparks from his nostrils when he sneezes."

Snape nodded slightly and approved Hermione's answer: "Gryffindor plus five points."

His tone sounded a little reluctant, and the points he had just deducted were added back, which was quite ironic.

His eyes scanned the faces of the Gryffindor students, hoping to catch a smile and find a reason to deduct points again.

However, after four years of hard work, none of these Gryffindor lions are easily fooled.

He reluctantly withdrew his eyes and his tone became serious: "Dragon pox virus is one of the known diseases that cannot be cured. It can easily take away the life of a wizard."

"Now, a new magical virus has appeared." Snape knocked on the glass cabinet and formally explained today's lesson: "The snake-man virus can transform Muggles into snake-like monsters."

"Muggles infected with the snake-man virus will have their bodies covered with green scales and their noses will almost completely disappear. Their mouths will have hollow teeth filled with the venom of the virus."

Snape walked over to a nearby shelf, took down a jar filled with liquid, and showed it to the students. The gums of the snake man were soaked in the jar, giving everyone a more intuitive understanding of the dangers of this virus.

"So far, the snake-man virus has not posed a direct threat to wizards. However, it can cause wounds that are extremely difficult to heal."

"Their teeth are very sharp and can easily bite the skull. Their nails are long, thin, moderately sharp, and are mainly used for stabbing."

"Because the brain has been completely altered by the virus, the snakemen have become extremely irritable and extremely sensitive to light and sound. In addition, their noses and tongues can sense heat sources to find hidden targets."

"However, in most cases, their stupidity and impulsiveness will render this function ineffective." Every time Snape said a word, he used his wand to cut off the corresponding part of the snake man. Then, turn them into specimens in bottles, stacking them one on top of the other.

The damp and cold air of the dungeon had a faint smell of blood for some reason. Although not a drop of blood flowed from the dismantled snake man's wound, the scene was enough to make everyone present feel uncomfortable.

Snape tightened the jar in his hand, looked around the students in the classroom, and said coldly: "What are you waiting for? Do you need me to repeat it again?"

The students woke up from a dream, picked up their quills one after another, endured the intense discomfort, and recorded the characteristics and abilities of the snake people.

"Snake people are agile and can easily climb trees and tall buildings. If you encounter one, don't try to hide in a tree."

"The correct way is to first use the Armor Protection Charm to protect yourself, and then use many obstacles to stop the snake man's charge. Your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will teach you how to do this."

"Maybe," he added softly.

"Other than that, all you have to do is to ride on a flying broomstick or a magic carpet and quickly escape from the sky. Don't be fooled by one or two lone snakemen. There may be thousands or thousands of conspiracy hidden behind them. of the same kind.”

Snape sneered, and then used an eerie voice to help his students strengthen their memories: "Once you fall into the snake-man army, they will swarm you like crazy wasps and tear you to pieces in an instant."

His eyes suddenly fell on Harry Potter, causing Potter's body to freeze instantly.

Snape continued: "Some people in our class have mastered some special skills, such as snake language. If someone wants to taste death, this is an effective method."

Harry swallowed unnaturally, and he guessed that snake language could be used to communicate... or command snake people. But if Voldemort finds out, they will switch sides.

"Finally, I emphasize again that the snake-man virus cannot mutate wizards at this stage. But when fighting them, it is best to use the Bubble Curse. No one knows whether the virus will mutate." Snape's words were like a handful. The sharp sword pierced the hearts of the students. He hopes that this important knowledge can be engraved in their hearts.

There was a strange silence in the classroom. Many students had never heard of the "Head Bubble Curse" before. But out of fear of Professor Snape, they did not dare to ask questions.

Finally, for the safety of his own life, Seamus mustered up the courage to raise his hand.

"Mr. Finnigan, please speak."

"Professor, what is the Bubble Charm?"

"Haha." Snape smiled lowly and refused to answer the question, "You must have remembered that this is Potions class, right? Gryffindor will deduct 5 points for your inappropriate question."

"As for those students who don't know how to pretend to understand and don't value their own lives, more points should be deducted." He shook his head gently, with a hint of regret in his tone, "What a pity."

Rogge raised the corners of his mouth slightly, feeling both amused and helpless at Snape's behavior specifically targeting Gryffindor today. In the first class of this school year, the teacher was determined to deduct their college points, and Merlin couldn't stop him.

"Although Lupine has developed a study plan for you that covers seven academic years, in my opinion, it is too naive and weak." Snape said, waving his wand, turning the test tube in his hand into a Then he stabbed the dagger through the glass cabinet and dug out the snake man's heart.

In the fifth year, Snape felt that he was mature enough to be exposed to the crueler truth of the wizarding world. Now American wizards are fighting in the war, and in the near future, it will be their turn.

The snake-man's heart shows a strange green color, and its smooth surface gives people a stomach-turning greasy feeling. It terrifies most students, their pupils constricting with fear. However, some students remained calm, and some were even angry at Snape's behavior.

The bell broke the terrifying atmosphere in the dungeon, and Snape announced the end of get out of class after leaving a paper about snakemen.

He added coldly: "To be honest, this is the easiest assignment I have given in five years."

"Rogge, Ariana...Hermione and Harry are staying." He paused and announced without raising his head.

"Professor, I still have a Divination class to attend." Harry tried to challenge Snape's authority and resisted with reasonable excuses: "Professor Trelawney..."

"Trelawny can divine." Snape stared at Harry coldly, his tone without any warmth: "Perhaps you should give up this elective course. I can't see that there is any divination in you. talent."

Harry's eyes froze, and he wanted to refute, but in retrospect, all his Divination homework assignments since third grade were made up. However, Professor Trelawney never noticed.

"Ariana." Snape looked at the principal's sister first, "You have a lot of tutoring to do in Potions class. Every Saturday, you need to go to the dungeon and Hermione will give you tutoring."

"Tuition?" Ariana looked at Hermione, as if she wanted to say something, but noticing Snape's cold eyes, she could only agree: "I understand, Professor."

She gently tugged on Hermione's sleeve, turned around and headed to the next classroom under Snape's tall nose.

Before leaving, she softly revealed the truth about the snake man in the glass cabinet: "Professor, it must be fake."

Hermione's heart tightened, fearing that Snape would take the opportunity to deduct points again, and hurriedly pulled Ariana out of the dungeon.

There was a trace of helplessness in Snape's eyes. It seemed that Ariana was quite vindictive to him for his previous deduction of points. However, her observation skills are indeed keen, and the snake man in the glass cabinet is actually a prop made with the help of Professor McGonagall.

The only real thing is the snake heart he bought from Knockturn Alley.

His eyes lingered on Roger and Harry, seeming to be thinking about something.

In the end, he did not believe in Trelawney's divination ability, but said directly to Harry: "Harry, come to my office every Friday night..."

"Why?" Harry Potter interrupted Snape eagerly before he finished speaking: "I am not a transfer student and need to study for potions. Moreover, I also have to prepare for next year's exam."

"Ha, Potter, it's rare for me to agree with your point of view." Snape sneered and said sarcastically: "Even if you start studying potions tonight, your grades will not be enough to enter the advanced potions class."

"If you find Friday night too busy, I can arrange it for Sunday. That way, you can stay away from Hogsmeade and Quidditch and focus on your studies."

Harry Potter suddenly struggled. Sunday is an even less likely time for him to accept. However, he didn't want to be in the same room as Snape.

"I want to find the principal..."

"This is the principal's order."

"Then why didn't he tell me in person?"

"You should ask him." Snape replied forcefully, not giving Harry any chance to retort.

Harry lowered his head helplessly. Although he was filled with reluctance, he knew that he had no choice but to accept the arrangement of the principal and Snape. He doesn't even know the real reason behind all this.

Since Harry still had a Divination class to attend, Snape kicked him out coldly.

"I've finished reading your paper." Snape took a deep breath and tried to calm down his excitement. "The research on the Blood Curse is far beyond my imagination."

He showed a rare smile and motioned for Rogge to sit down, "I thought you had to be in the advanced potion class to complete the final transformation."

"Are you interested in studying new topics?" Snape said softly, more like a discussion.

Although Rogge's experience in potions has not yet reached Snape's level, his thinking is more open-minded and he can combine other magical means with potions to achieve goals that cannot be achieved with a single potion.

In his research on turning blood orcs into wizards again, Snape had witnessed Rogge's talent and potential. He believed that given time, Rogge would become a more powerful potion master than himself, and even great.

Rogge did not answer directly, but asked: "Is it the snake virus?"

"That's right." Snape opened the locked drawer and took out a snake heart suspended in the solution. "The situation on the other side of the Atlantic is very bad. The American wizards have abandoned the east coast and fully retreated to the interior. land."

"Their external explanation is not to retreat, but to move in."

"So fast?" Rogge's eyes showed a trace of surprise, "Doesn't this mean that the territory ruled by the Dark Lord is already larger than the British Magical World Headquarters?"

"Alas." Snape sighed, with uncontrollable worry in his tone: "The key to the problem lies with the snake man."

"There are too many Muggles, and the virus spreads too fast. This has resulted in countless snake-men becoming minions of the Dark Lord. What he and the Death Eaters have to do is send their men to take over the states occupied by the snake-men. "

"Although Muggle doctors suggested ways to interrupt the spread of the virus, those Muggles simply didn't listen to these suggestions."

"They ran to the streets, claiming to breathe 'free air'." Snape sneered and said half-jokingly: "I think we should research an obedience potion to make them stay at home. Wait until the war is over, and then Let them march in the streets."

"The principal doesn't know anything about Baldwin. So far, he thinks that the snake-man is a disaster caused by the Dark Lord."

Rogge nodded slightly, understanding that the teacher was protecting himself from letting the principal know the origin of the snake-man virus.

Although Dumbledore has always given people an amiable impression, his deep thoughts can only be felt through personal contact.

His reputation was not earned through kindness. No one should underestimate Dumbledore's determination to realize his ideals.

The snake-man virus originated from Rogge's abandoned research draft, and Baldwin created a Blood Curse-like virus based on that wrong idea.

It is precisely because of this that Rogge was able to realize that there is no absolute right or wrong in research, only different purposes and directions.

Even if it is the wrong path, as long as you smash all the southern walls, you can open up a road to the sky that others have never thought of.