Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 205 Hatred
Snape yelled, "Shen Feng Wu Ying!"

The spell hit the bone dragon's left wing, cutting hundreds of deep cracks on it. The bone dragon roared in pain, its body dangled in the air, and flew crookedly down from the top of the astronomy tower.

"Beautiful!" Dumbledore praised.

The bone dragon quickly flew away from the castle, avoiding crushing itself, it flapped its leaky wings desperately, trying to slow down the speed of falling to the ground, Snape landed on top of its head, grabbed the dragon's horn with two fingers, and held the wand in the in the mouth.

In the fierce air current, Snape's clothes fluttered, and his black hair danced beside his blood-stained cheek.His face was writhing in pain, his teeth were exposed, his right arm was swinging wildly beside his body at a weird angle, and every violent swing made him gasp in pain.

The controlled Sirius raised his wand and pointed at the dragon's wings, "Back to the original!"

The spell hit the bone dragon's wing, but it had no effect.With his wand in his mouth, Snape watched Sirius's futile efforts with cold eyes. The God's Edge Wuying he invented had its own curse to prevent healing.

After tossing and turning a few times, the bone dragon completely lost its balance. It turned somersaults in the air and fell to the ground while spinning.Sirius and Snape were thrown off, the hard ground rushing towards them.

Sirius still had that sleepwalking expression, "Let me..."

With his wand in his mouth, Snape briefly used the flying spell that turned the caster into black smoke as a buffer. Sirius grabbed his wrist, and just a second later, the two of them rolled and fell on the soft ground. on the grass.

Snape struggled to get up, and conjured up a few magic ropes to bind Sirius——

There was a loud bang.The bone dragon fell on a big tree, and it sprayed dragon's breath indiscriminately, and the aftermath sent Snape and Sirius flying out together.

Armor can help it block spells, but it cannot resist physical impact.Many bones on its body were broken, and both wings were broken, but it did not die.It swung its legs relentlessly, trying to get up again, its eerie blue eyes still gleaming.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

The big tree under the bone dragon swayed violently, and its thick branches beat its whole body.

It's the Whomping Willow.

The dragon sprayed its breath again, trying to calm down the dishonest tree, but its neck was stuck on the branch and could not find a suitable angle. Ten seconds later, the spine of the dragon was completely broken. The armored bones rolled spattered to the ground.

Snape stood up with difficulty.

"Blake, we have the honor of dueling here," he looked at the Whomping Willow with glowing dead eyes, "remember? This is where you killed me 19 years ago..."

Sirius also stood up in the bushes, "I...I..." His body was shaking, still looking delirious, "I don't want...I don't want to..."

Snape sneered, and spat a mouthful of blood on the ground contemptuously, "When you watched me being bitten to death by a werewolf with satisfaction, did you ever think that one day, I would rise from the dead and come back to you? "

"I..." Sirius raised his wand tremblingly, he was obviously struggling against Voldemort's will, "I regret it, I was wrong..."

Snape cast the first spell, and Sirius flicked it away with a flick of his wand, and quickly responded with multiple stunners.

Snape sideways dodged the spells, one of which narrowly grazed his reflexed right arm.This unruly arm is good for nothing but trouble.

Sirius strode forward, thrusting his wand forward, and a powerful Explosive Curse flew straight at Snape, who had to use the Iron Armor Curse to defend himself, and was stunned a few steps.

"Sorry..." said Sirius, "I can't help myself..."

"Bah!" Snape spat out another mouthful of blood, "Disarm!"

Sirius took a big step backwards and sideways, and Snape's spell hit the ground far away, kicking up a swath of turf and blasting a huge crater in the ground.The spell was mingled with the power of dark magic, and if Sirius had defended it with the usual Iron Armor Charm, he would have collapsed to the ground by now.

The two launched a fierce attack and defense, and the curse flew up and down.Sirius waved his wand wide and wide, with momentum like a rainbow, pressing every step of the way; while Snape's movements were so small that he almost only used his wrist, and he used his remaining physical strength extremely sparingly, retreating methodically in a roundabout way, looking for opponent's flaws.

"Shh!"

Sirius swung his wand forward, and a violent multi-explosive spell hit Snape, who suddenly jumped sideways in a big jerk, less obsessed with conserving his strength.

Multiple explosion spells knocked down a thick tree. In the smoke and dust, several black snakes rushed towards Sirius who hadn't made up his posture yet. One of them wrapped around his wrist. He cast a cutting spell, cutting Lost the snake's head, ready to put the wand back in front of him——

"Except your weapons!"

A dazzling red light hit Sirius' chest and knocked him to the ground. For a moment, he couldn't breathe, several ribs were broken, and the place hit by the curse was dented.His wand flew high and disappeared into the dark bushes.

Panting, Sirius tried to get up, but a booted foot crushed his chest.He yelled in pain a few times, obviously in a state of unconsciousness, if it was normal, he would never yell out because of this level of pain.

"Oh," Snape showed a hideous grin on his face, "you are still so stupid and conceited to use multiple spells with a long casting time indiscriminately in a duel... If I hadn't been injured, you would have fallen in front of me long ago. On the ground..."

Sirius was groaning in pain, muttering "I'm sorry" for a while, and calling the Dark Lord's name for a while, Voldemort's Imperius Curse still affecting his consciousness.

"Blake, what am I going to do with you?" Snape's glowing blue eyes looked around, "there's no one around... except for the silent Whomping Willow, no one can see that you are How... I can tell them that the murderer Sirius Black fell to his death, and he deserved it..."

Snape raised his wand with his crippled left hand and aimed it between Sirius' eyes. The right hand was folded back horribly, and the blood flowing from the fingertips had become very thin.

"Ah—" He just uttered the first syllable of the incantation, and then he lowered his wand slightly, then raised it again, gripping it tightly between the two remaining fingers.

"Blake, how much you've put me through..." he gasped, "you've taken my life...killed me at 16...and now you're making me a murderer... "

He seemed to be a little crazy, his words were not for Sirius, but for convincing himself.

"Is it James?" Sirius looked at Snape in a daze, and stretched out a hand, "No, it's Regulus! Regulus, I made a big mistake, an irreparable big mistake." wrong……"

(End of this chapter)