HP: The New God from Hogwarts

"Hey, isn't this the little bastard who likes to hang out with Gryffindor mudbloods?"

On the way Snape was returning from the library with his books in his arms, Mulciber and several senior Slytherin boys blocked his way.

"Please give way, I want to go back to the dormitory."

Snape frowned and did not want to get involved with them too much. He used to follow Mulciber and watch how they bullied Muggles and half-blood wizards.

"You're crazy, little bastard!"

Mulciber was humiliated by a half-blood wizard and reached out to grab Snape's hair in an extremely angry manner.

Snape immediately dodged, and another Slytherin boy behind him stretched out his foot and aimed it at the hollow of his knee.

He clearly said he hated Muggles, but ended up bullying him in Muggle ways. Snape was really incompetent in close combat, so he had no choice but to take out his wand and throw it at the boy who kicked him, knocking him unconscious.

The boy was hit by the red light and flew out and hit the ground hard. Mulciber and several others' expressions changed suddenly, and they quickly took out their wands and cast a spell on Snape.

After all, he was a former colleague in the senior class, and his strength was completely different from that of ordinary children. The thirty-three-year-old Snape in his eleven-year-old shell still had some difficulty in dealing with seven or eight reserve Death Eaters.

"You are quite powerful, little bastard. Why don't you follow the Dark Lord? He can lead us to glory!"

After discovering Snape's unusual strength, Mulciber invited Snape as a colleague, but the attacks in his hands never stopped for a moment.

"Follow the Dark Lord?" Snape sneered, "Betray my best friend and follow him to hurt Muggles, and then be kicked away by him after losing their use value? I look like an injustice. Plant it?"

Snape refused without hesitation, which made Mulciber squint his eyes. He saw that there were no professors passing by, and he gave Snape a nasty smile.

"You ungrateful brat, let me show you the black magic that the Dark Lord taught me."

He waved his wand, and the air began to become scorching. A huge fiery snake slowly ejected from the top of the wand, spitting stars at Snape, and the lawn it ran over instantly turned into a scorched black.

It's Lihuo, a powerful black magic.

Snape immediately waved his wand, and blue water kept spurting out from the top of the wand, flying towards Li Huo like a huge piece of silk cloth, completely wrapping the twisting Li Huo under Snape's command. , forming a huge bubble that is constantly emitting water vapor.

"Water prison?"

Mulciber was obviously frightened by this first-year Ravenclaw half-blood wizard. If such a person could not be brought under the command of the Dark Lord, he would be destroyed as soon as possible.

He winked at the boy who fell on the ground behind Snape. After receiving the signal, the boy swung his wand, and a red beam hit Snape's knee socket.

The moment his knee hit the ground hard, Snape regretted it. He shouldn't have used such a gentle curse to fight these scoundrels.

He should have used the combination of Divine Edge and Shattering to beat the shit out of these bastards as soon as he came up. Recently, he has really gotten along with Neville and other kind-hearted kids so much that he himself has become docile.

Mulcerb excitedly used a disarming spell to disarm Snape when his knee hit the ground before he could defend himself. His wand fell into Mulciber's hand.

Without Snape's control, the water ball wrapped in Li Huo fell down in an instant, and a thick mist rose on the ground, making it difficult to see the surrounding scene.

"Quickly, destroy his hand!"

Mulciber took a step forward and took Snape's hand. He stretched out to the boy on the other side. The wand in the boy's hand was pressed against Snape's wrist, and the tip of the wand flashed a terrifying green light.

Snape clenched his fists. He regretted his carelessness and could only hope that Dumbledore would pass by.

Mulciber looked at Snape's increasingly pale face and his lips biting to endure the pain. He became more and more excited and did not notice three figures approaching in the thick mist.

A brown broken hat flew out of the thick fog and hit Mulciber in the face, completely covering his sight. Then a strong figure jumped out and hit Mulciber directly with a flying kick. Seb's belly.

He let go of Snape's hand, and the boy who was casting the curse was stunned for a moment, and was knocked down by the werewolf rushing towards him from the thick fog.

The other two boys wanted to rush over and catch Snape, but a small projectile was thrown from behind Snape and exploded in front of their eyes. Light red smoke filled their mouths and noses, and they couldn't help but laugh wildly. They got up, one was holding his stomach, and the other was lying on the ground rolling.

"Are you okay, little old-fashioned guy!" James gave Mulciber a flying kick, which was not enough, and added another kick to his butt. "I heard from Mary that you were beaten by the Slytherin gang." Blocked."

"It's okay." Snape glanced at the werewolf lying on the ground, "Can Lupine control himself to change forms? It would be bad if he changes back quickly, if someone discovers him."

The werewolf was lifted up from the ground by him and instantly transformed into the gentle brown-haired little boy.

"The Sorting Hat!"

Mulciber took off the hat on his face, climbed up from the ground like a carp, stared at the four boys fiercely, and smashed the sorting hat back on James' face.

"Look out, Potter!"

Seeing the green light emitting from the tip of Mulciber's wand towards James, Snape couldn't help but shout James' name.

Sirius and Remus were entangled with several other boys. Just when Mulciber was about to cast the spell, the wand suddenly turned to face Snape again.

At this time, there was no time to think too much. Snape immediately cast a spell without a wand and blocked the fatal blow with Total Guard.

James tucked the Sorting Hat under his arm and cast a disarming spell at Mulciber. He was only in the first year, and this was the only spell he knew.

But Mulciber easily resisted, and his wand was captured by the opponent's disarming spell.

Mulciber smiled contemptuously: "After taking care of this little bastard, I will take care of you, the pure-blood traitor."

James was knocked away by his spell and fell to the ground with the Sorting Hat in his arms, with bright red blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Snape's defense was broken, and casting spells without a wand was much worse. Mulciber laughed wildly, and pointed the wand at Snape again.

Sirius hit Mulciber's waist with a headbutt, and his hand crooked, shattering into pieces and hitting a Slytherin boy who was fighting with Lupin.

As a price, Sirius was knocked out by Mulciber and fell to the ground like James, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Snape looked at them incomprehensively.

"Why are you coming to save me?"

"Do you want to die?"