"Godfather, you just mentioned that you could travel to this era with the help of another thing?" Dean placed his last hope here.

Snape gave Dean a disgusted look: "I'm sure you don't want to know what the other thing is."

"No, I want to know," Dean said immediately.

"Since you insist..." Snape had a sarcastic expression on his face that was very familiar to Dean.

According to past experience, when he shows this expression, it often means that someone has jumped into the pit he dug in advance - this situation is particularly obvious with the Harry trio.

Dean couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. Snape was his godfather, so he wouldn't treat him like this, right?But he soon learned how wrong he was.

Snape threw an empty crystal bottle at Dean's feet.

Dean picked it up in confusion, and immediately realized something was wrong. Why did this crystal bottle look so familiar?If there was no mistake, this should be the bottle of the soul time and space potion that was given to Dumbledore. How did it fall into Snape's hands?

Where did the potion in the bottle go?Could it be... Dean raised his head in fear and asked in a difficult voice: "Godfather, could it be that you used the soul time and space potion to travel to this era, right?"

Snape looked at Dean with a half-smile: "You have already guessed the answer, why do you still need to confirm it with me?"

Dean's mentality collapsed. He knew that the soul time and space potion alone could not bring him back to his own time. No wonder Snape just confirmed that he didn't want to know the answer. This clearly killed the last hope with his own hands.

"You are so cruel!" Dean couldn't help complaining.

"Cruel? No, no, no, this is just the beginning!" Snape took out the wand in a cold voice: "Dean, take out your Thunderbird wand and let me see what your current strength is."

"This...isn't necessary?" Dean said in a cold sweat.

With the help of the system, Dean's strength has grown by leaps and bounds recently, and he even has the confidence to compete with Dumbledore and Voldemort.

As powerful as Snape was, Dean thought he should have surpassed him by now.

"What? Can't I even test you now?" Snape said with a sullen face.

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that." Dean said quickly.

He knew that Snape's self-esteem was outrageously strong. If he refused flatly, Snape would definitely not give him any good advice.

"Then take out your wand!" Snape said angrily, pretending to be angry.

"Say in advance, godfather, you won't kill me." Dean said softly, but his hands didn't rest.

He took out the Thunderbird wand and waved it vigorously, and a huge Thunderbird Patronus appeared. After hovering above their heads for a few times, it turned into a huge silver light shield, covering them.

"Hmph, flashy." Snape commented coldly.

Dean was embarrassed. He showed this trick originally because he wanted to show his strength to Snape. It was best to make him retreat in the face of difficulties so as not to lose face after being defeated by Dean. Unexpectedly, Snape was completely indifferent.

"Godfather, I just want to set up a protective barrier to prevent us from making too much noise when we fight for a while and being noticed by others." Dean explained with a forced smile.

"Stupid! You only thought about the action during the battle for a while, but you didn't expect that using the Patronus Charm at night would more easily attract other people's attention!" Snape bluntly pointed out Dean's omission.

Dean broke into a cold sweat, he really didn't expect this.

"Then... why don't we change places?" Dean suggested. "If the patron saint just now is seen by others, we can leave before they arrive."

A trace of obvious displeasure appeared on Snape's face, and he said irritably: "Don't bother! I had already cleared the area before I showed up to meet you. No one would see the Patronus just now. You won’t even bother us.”

"You are so prescient~" Dean immediately flattered him.

"Even if I didn't prepare in advance, you shouldn't suggest...escape. It's really embarrassing for wizards." Snape's anger continued, "It's not hundreds of years later, and the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy has not yet been born. Woolen cloth!"

Dean looked at Snape in surprise and said half-jokingly: "Godfather, I noticed that after not seeing you for a while, you have become so domineering, almost like the headmaster of Hogwarts."

The corners of Snape's eyes twitched, and he obviously wanted to say something, but suppressed it forcefully.

"Stop talking nonsense! Show your true ability and let me see your strength!" Snape said stiffly.

"Then let's begin."

Snape insisted again and again, and Dean had no choice but to respond.

Dean bowed to Snape and held his wand like an arrow to his chest.

Snape shook his head impatiently and assumed a dueling posture.

"Expelliarmus!" Dean shouted, and a red light wrapped with thunder emerged from the Thunderbird wand and flew towards Snape.

"Expelliarmus!" Snape used the same trick.

A purer red light flew out of his wand and met Dean's attack head-on.

After the two red lights collided, a stalemate red light ball was formed between the two people, and they entered a state of magic competition in the blink of an eye.

Dean couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this. He originally believed that his magic power had surpassed that of Snape, but he didn't expect that the result was even.

The strength shown by Snape at this time is absolutely inconsistent with the original work. Could it be that in the original work, he wanted to die and deliberately hid his strength?

Dean's thoughts involuntarily wandered again.

"Concentrate on fighting!" Snape's cold reminder suddenly came to his ears.

When Dean came back to his senses, he discovered that the red ball of light held by magic power had been pushed to his eyes by Snape at some point.

Dean was shocked. If Snape didn't warn him, he would definitely be hit, and he would receive double the magic blow. It would be... double the sourness.

Dean found that it was unrealistic to push the light ball back at this time, so he could only choose to sideways to avoid it.

However, the light ball is very large, and Dean cannot guarantee that he can completely dodge it, so he can only take risks.

He drew out the blackthorn wand with his left hand, and drew it on the ball of light bit by bit, using the wand blocking technique to draw the ball of light to the left, while at the same time trying his best to dodge in the opposite direction.

The ball of light was diverted away as expected, and Dean successfully escaped.

Dean broke into a cold sweat. It was too dangerous just now. If he tried two things at once, the chance of success would be only half.

"I'm really disappointed. If it weren't for... you would have lost just now." Snape said coldly.

Dean knew in his heart that it was fortunate that Snape was merciful and did not deliberately control the direction of the ball of light, otherwise he would never be able to completely avoid it.

how so?What about the promised increase in strength?Why was he the one being picked on?Dean was a little reluctant.

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