Hogwarts Dances with Dragons

"That's great, huh?" Ivan pulled a chair casually: "You look much more gentle now."

Snape glanced at him but said nothing.

A pair of eyes were empty and lifeless, without joy or sorrow, like a vegetative state.

"First of all, I want to say sorry to you." Alvin sighed softly: "Although you are mean, petty, and self-righteous, I shouldn't be like that after all."

"It's strange..." Snape said in a dry voice without even looking at him, "I have never seen any dark wizard apologize for hurting others with the magic he released."

"Magic?" Ivan raised his eyebrows: "Of course I can't apologize for such a shallow reason. You annoyed me and I attacked you. There is nothing to apologize for. In fact, I was referring to the one where I called you a coward. thing."

Snape's eyes flickered slightly.

"This is indeed my mistake." Ivan took a step forward, grabbed Snape's right arm, grasped it with his palm like a claw, and pulled out a piece of black mist that exuded a dangerous aura from the withered right arm, and then Swallowing it in one gulp: "After all, for ordinary people, being able to take a step of resistance is already an incredible amount of courage."

On the hospital bed, Snape smiled sarcastically: "It seems that in your eyes, I am still a coward, at best a great coward."

"Nonsense." Ivan sneered: "Whoever dares to attack my people, I will skin him alive!"

"The Dark Lord cannot be killed," Snape said coldly.

"Yes, but why can't he be killed? So have you found the answer during his years of exile?" Ivan asked casually.

Snape was speechless when he heard this.

Ai Wen looked at him like that and shook his head slightly.

He didn't know much about these plots. He only remembered that the reason for Voldemort's immortality seemed to be because of an object called a Horcrux. He remembered that there was a diary and a big snake named Nagini. The others seemed to be related to the founder of the academy, but He didn't pay attention at the time.

"Okay, the remnants of black magic have been eliminated, but the lost vitality needs to be nursed back to health slowly. Don't worry, as long as you don't die on the spot, the loss of vitality can be made up. However, it is inevitable that you will become weak and sick easily recently. .”

Ivan said, looking at the withered arm: "As for this hand... Madam Pomfrey will help you take care of it."

Snape said nothing, but still stared at the ceiling blankly.

Ivan glanced at him and turned to leave.

Before he had taken two steps, Snape suddenly stopped him from behind: "Wait a minute..."

"Huh?" Ivan turned around and narrowed his red eyes slightly: "Let's talk first, you started the matter first, don't even think about asking me for medical expenses."

Snape was speechless for a while, and then he said, "Why aren't you afraid?"

"Who told you I won't be afraid?" Ivan raised his eyebrows.

"You are not powerful." Snape said calmly: "Although your magic is indeed very weird, but after several times in succession, not to mention Dumbledore, even I can come up with a way to deal with it, if you hadn't suddenly done it. …”

"If the Dark Lord is resurrected and returns one day, with your current methods, it is impossible to be his opponent, not to mention that the entire Hogwarts knows that you are unconscious of transportation. This will be a fatal weakness for you. All that awaits you is death."

"So?" Ivan shrugged: "Should I wait for the kill?"

"I just don't understand why you would provoke the Dark Lord over and over again under such circumstances," Snape said.

"I made a deal with Dumbledore. He will help me find my way home, and I will help him kill Voldemort. It's that simple. We have to face each other anyway." Ivan waved his hand: "Since he is standing in front of me , that is my enemy!"

"Whether you are weak or weak, they are just excuses to stop me from punching! If you are weak, find a way to become stronger! If you are weak, find a way to overcome it!" Ivan slowly clasped his hands in a claw shape: "You think I won't be afraid? Really? In fact, it will!"

Snape's eyes moved, a little surprised.

He really couldn't tell which cell in Ivan had fear written on it. His whole body was put together, and he looked reckless no matter how he looked at it.

"Have you ever seen a group of dragons slaughtering a city and destroying a country? I once saw it destroy an entire city-state with just one breath! At that time, the seeds of fear were planted in my heart - I was afraid of my weak self. "

"So from then on, I established my goal in life. I want to become more powerful than any living thing! No matter humans, dragons, or even gods, they will not be my limit!"

"You ask me what to do when Voldemort returns? Ha! Of course, we have to fight to the end!"

"I don't care whether I can kill him or not, as long as I am stronger than him!" A trace of ferocity flashed in Ai Wen's eyes: "Once he is resurrected, I will kill him once! Ling Chi's bones and flesh, burning his Soul, I will use steel needles to pry open his nails one by one, and sooner or later... he will beg me to give him a good time."

"As for weaknesses, I'm weak... I'm not a brainless lunatic. Although I will inevitably suffer some losses - it's still no problem to kill a Voldemort."

When Snape heard this, he looked at Alvin blankly, as if he was dumbfounded.

Inexplicably, he now feels that Voldemort is not so scary?

Compared with the boy in front of him, Voldemort's past violence suddenly lost its deterrent effect.

Now think about it, Voldemort has always brought others only the fear of death, and the madness in Ivan's eyes obviously makes life worse than death!

"Can you take me with you?" Snape said suddenly.

Ivan glanced at him: "Is it just you?"

"At least among the followers of the Dark Lord, you can't find a stronger wizard than me." Snape sat up with difficulty, holding his right arm and said: "Also, maybe I can solve your problem of being dizzy on transportation. "

"But if I remember correctly, just a short while ago, you were almost destroyed by me. How do I know whether you will give me a backstab?" Ai Wen sneered: "And you gave it to me. I don’t feel like the kind of person who can let go of grudges.”

"Wand." Without saying a word, Snape stretched out his left hand and said, "I think you should have heard of the Unbreakable Vow."

"Are you serious?" Ivan raised his eyebrows.

"Could it be that I look like I'm joking now?" Snape said calmly.

"But what good can I do?" Ivan spread his hands: "Although we have the same position, I believe you can see that I am not a good person."

"Of course, your mouth is the most venomous I have ever seen in my life. Even Avada Kedavra is not half as vicious." Snape sneered lightly, was silent for a while, and then said calmly: "Come to think of it, I am so bitter. You shouldn’t even bother to associate with someone who is mean, petty, and self-righteous.”

"Then the only life worth your nonsense is the life of a potions master, right? Mr. Darknight."

Alvin smiled: "Not entirely. If you were still the same trash as before, I probably wouldn't be too lazy to talk nonsense to you - but you stopped me, didn't you?"

"Then, can I take the oath?"

"It doesn't need to be that troublesome."

Ivan raised his hand and gently tapped the center of Snape's forehead with his index finger, and the dense black runes suddenly lit up.

"This is the magic I created with the Dragon-Slaying Magic of the Underworld as the foundation and the spell as the branches. Don't go against what you just said, otherwise...your soul will be swallowed by the power of the dragon. When the time comes, But even the chance to reincarnate is gone, and it’s still too late to regret it now.”

"I have only one request." Snape said calmly: "If conditions permit, please... let me kill him with my own hands."

"I'll try my best." The corners of Aiwen's mouth raised slightly: "Contract of the Underworld!"

The runes suddenly lighted up and then disappeared.