This Hogwarts is not normal

The entrance to the castle dungeon is now guarded by Snape.

He also deliberately lit all the candles to make the room brighter than during the day.

This is a very patient hunter.

At least that's what Vincent in the stairwell thinks.

It's one o'clock in the morning, and there are only five minutes left.

The basement where the kitchen is located happens to be next to the dungeon, and his task is to lure Snape away again.

There are still a lot of smoke bombs left, but the opponent obviously won't fall for it again.

Relying on other movements will not work, it will only make the other party defend more firmly.

After drinking another four bottles of amplifying potions, he did not choose to hide this time.

"Good evening, Professor——"

This low and hoarse voice made Snape frown.

Along with it, there was a dart with a metallic luster.

He raised his hand and cast a spell that successfully knocked it down.

The Batarang stuck in the ground began to smoke.

This is a smoke bomb disguised with transfiguration!

"Everyone gather together——"

As soon as the spell was uttered, the next batarang struck again.

Snape knocked down seven or eight in a row, and the fire in his heart became more and more intense.

"Face me, Wayne!"

What answered him were two batarangs.

Such a dirty psychological warfare, ordinary wizards would actually rush forward.

Vincent, who was leaning against the wall, took out two small red balls from his belt.

"All curses will end——"

No transfiguration was used this time.

As soon as Snape inside caught a glimpse of them, the two curses were thrown away.

Unfortunately it has no effect.

After all, he was an experienced professor. While swooping to the side, he quickly put a bubble charm on his head.

Vincent felt this was a good opportunity.

"Protect everything——"

After adding protective magic to his right hand, he raised his wand high and struck at the compressed smoke.

No matter how small the scope of the All Curses Ends, it is still larger than this dazzling gathering spell.

Like a balloon filled with dust being punctured, the space at the entrance to the dungeon was filled with smoke in an instant.

Snape straightened up and was about to gather up again when a hazy black figure came to him.

The thick wall he had just erected using transfiguration was directly pierced by the alder wand that emitted blue light.

Vincent easily disintegrated this defense without exerting much force.

The smoke became thicker and thicker, and the two figures became more and more blurry.

Snape knew the person was nearby and was eyeing his wand.

Legilimency doesn't work, and the risk of risking dispelling the smoke is high.

More importantly, he didn't want to use large-scale damaging magic.

Even when two batarangs were fired through the smoke, it never wavered.

After two "pops", the dungeon door was opened from the outside.

The five people wearing gas masks all knew they had to wait for a signal.

Vincent quickly pounced on Snape.

Done, the copy is cleared.

If they fail, they will be punished collectively.

Slytherin is unwilling to take risks, but Gryffindor has the courage.

He pressed his steaming right hand on the shoulder holding the wand in front of him.

The sudden tug made Snape slightly raise the corners of his mouth.

No matter how strong an eleven-year-old child is, he can only pull him, an adult who is 1.8 meters tall.

Muggle fighting skills are indeed powerful, but you should practice them for a few more years before trying them again.

Then he became weightless.

"Flying crane catches shrimp!"

Snape's feet were half a meter off the ground.

But Vincent did not stop attacking.

"Advance hungry wolves!"

He bumped into him with his right shoulder.

If this move hits, the waist will definitely be gone.

"Armor Protection——" Snape set up the Iron Armor Charm and collided directly with him.

The five little figures at the dungeon entrance all knew this was a signal.

They didn't bother to complain about the names of the moves, and rushed towards the basement next door.

George, who was the first to arrive, scratched his pear, Fred reached out and opened the door, and Hermione was the first to get in.

By the time Cedric and Rolf entered one after another, only half a minute had passed.

"Huh-huh - Vincent is too strong, he just threw the old bat and hit him."

"I think he will have to lie down until the end of the Christmas vacation at the very least."

"Not necessarily. In the end, he used the Iron Armor Curse."

"But Vincent also has a magic spell that ends every curse."

Although Hermione, who had not spoken yet, did not know what had happened before, she was still keenly aware of something unusual.

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"Tell me, why didn't Snape act as cruelly as he did to Quirrell?"

Cedric came back to his senses in an instant, "Yes, Vincent definitely couldn't abandon him at that time. He will definitely be able to react in this time."

Luo Fei intervened, "I can't help it myself, but with his height and weight -

He's testing! Just like Dumbledore did!"

Fred and George both looked ridiculous.

"We understand how you feel about Professor Dumbledore, but Snape is not that kind of person at all."

Insidious, despicable, and unscrupulous.

As the dean of Slytherin, he even intensified his efforts this school year.

Even if Harry, the famous savior of the wizarding world, is not given face, even if the sixth child was nominated for the Order of Merlin, this person has never restrained himself at all.

"Maybe you're right, Rolf." The worry on Hermione's face disappeared little by little.

"We all know that he is the master of Legilimency, what if it were you instead?

What would you think when you meet a natural master of Occlumency like Vincent?"

"I would be uneasy." Cedric looked at Rolf, "Professor Dumbledore said it was Nico Flamel's invitation. How credible do you think it is?"

"Fifty to fifty." Rolf couldn't say for sure. "My grandfather said that Mr. Flamel is very nice, just like any old man you meet in Godric's Hollow."

"That means..." Fred and George both understood.

Because masters of Legilimency can read the thoughts in other people's minds, they can unknowingly increase their own desire for control.

Dumbledore wanted to train Harry, but gave up because Vincent discovered Quirrell's true identity.

The sword struck the killing curse, almost destroying Voldemort, whose strength was greatly reduced.

This desire for control makes even the strongest in the world of magic have to test it again and again.

As a master of Legilimency, Snape must also have some ideas.

"What do you think it is?"

Hermione smiled bitterly at the question.

"When Professor Dumbledore first tested Vincent, he swallowed the super sour candy directly.

The second time you were also present, he deserted directly in front of the professor and was completely unwilling to listen to the professor's explanation."

"He already knew it!" Luofu twitched the corner of his mouth, "No wonder he was chosen."

"It was half a month ago." Hermione told what happened in the flying lesson that day.

Vincent should have been repeatedly tested by Dumbledore before he deliberately went to Draco to relieve his stress.

"Merlin's big pants!" Cedric opened his mouth wide, "Does the professor want to teach him personally?"

"Gulu——" Fred and George both looked at Rolf.

"Maybe." Luo Fe said without much confidence.

But this sentence shows that the possibility is still quite high.

When studying at Hogwarts College, anyone can actually say that they are Dumbledore's students.

But if you teach in person, then the relationship between the two parties is a true master-disciple relationship.

mentor,

apprentice.

tutor,

apprentice.

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