I'm playing a big knife at HP

In the past April, the snow at Hogwarts has melted, and the weather has become cooler and more comfortable.

Under Hermione's urging, Harry finally began to practice various offensive and defensive spells hard.

The reason why Marciana knew was because Hermione occasionally came to ask her some key points and went back to teach Harry.Harry didn't know if it was because boys wanted to save face or something, but he never asked her himself.Marciana knew that if he had any doubts, Sirius would be far away, Hermione, Moody and herself would be closer, so she let him go.

Most people were focused on the Triwizard Tournament, or the recent disappearance of Mr. Crouch, but Marciana was thinking about Karkaroff's willingness to barge into Potions class to talk to Snape.

Snape was avoiding Karkaroff, but he was also avoiding her and Moody - he was out of the office often at night and said less and less.

Once Marciana saw a painful expression flash across his face in the corridor, and he immediately covered his left arm and scanned his surroundings vigilantly.Hiding behind a pillar, she let out a soft breath.

I have something to do, she thought.First, tell Alastor that our intensive training will start again.Second, keep an eye on Harry.Third, it's time to talk to Snape.

So, after the last Potions lesson on Friday, Marciana cornered Snape.Snape had plenty of experience in avoiding people when he was a teenager. Hogwarts could be said to be his home ground, and it was more than enough to avoid a Karkaroff, but all this was not enough after years of training by professionals.

Snape said blankly, "I have something to do."

Marciana looked at his blank face and dark eyes, knowing that this man was close at hand, but he had already pushed her away from the door.She was not annoyed, and said simply and neatly, "Okay. Then I'll ask directly. Can you fly?"

Snape's eyebrows moved slightly.

"When you fell from the crypt of the Casas laboratory, but didn't get hurt, I guessed you would." She raised her face, "Can you teach me?"

Even someone as determined as Snape couldn't help laughing angrily. "Just because of this you are sure that I will? What did you learn to do? Finally... why should I teach you?"

"It's not in vain to learn from you, I'll trade with you." Marciana hurriedly stopped Snape who was about to leave, "Aren't you an Animagus? I'll teach you, Baojiabaohui. Don't you Don’t you want to know what kind of animal your Animagus is? We don’t need to say anything, you can register or not, sometimes it’s very useful to change into an animal form.”

Snape moved, but he still made up his mind, "Don't learn. If I want to learn from Minerva, it would be better, I don't need you."

Marciana frowned, "You are such a face-saving person, would you ask? If you are willing to ask, you will sooner?" She looked at his expression, "You didn't have a good grade in transfiguration back then, no Would you mind asking Minerva for advice?"

Snape's face changed abruptly, and he turned to leave again.Marciana grabbed him anxiously, "Then I will teach you a spell I created myself, which is very useful. I used this spell to catch Titus Roll." She looked at him expectantly, "How about it?"

He turned his head and frowned at her, and just when she thought he was going to refuse, he nodded, "I'll see you at the edge of the Forbidden Forest by the Black Lake after dinner."

When Snape arrived in the Forbidden Forest, Marciana was already waiting there.She was neatly dressed in tights, no make-up, and her hair was braided back, just as they had set out for Wales years before.Seeing him coming, she stood up in surprise and joy, "I thought you wouldn't come."

Snape resented her for treating him as someone who didn't count, and made a secret note of her in his heart.He went to the Forbidden Forest first, and after walking for nearly a mile, he felt that the forest was deep and dense with trees, and there was no one around, so he stopped.

"Let me make it clear to you, this spell...is not so glamorous. Maybe it's still dark magic. Do you still want to learn it?"

"So it's..." She pondered for a while, "Did the mysterious man teach you?"

Seeing him nodding and admitting, she didn't hesitate, "I learned it. The more he knows it, the more I want to learn it."

"That's all right. You are watching."

Marciana cheered up and let go of her perception with all her concentration.It should be noted that she had studied potions under Snape for three years, and she knew that this gentleman was by no means a good teacher who was persuasive and persuasive.This person himself is very talented, and he can't bear stupid people the most. He usually scolds serious students with his mouth in class, let alone such a beggar like himself.She wasn't afraid that Snape would scold her, but she was afraid that he would walk away if he failed to teach him once.

She stared at Snape without blinking as he made a complicated gesture with his wand and said clearly, "Levitate Aeris!" A breeze swirled out of nothing, and the hem of his robes billowed like a It was like wings that lifted him off the ground.He rose a few feet before slowly coming down.

When Snape saw Marciana's wide-eyed eyes, he thought it was kind of cute.He watched her waving her right hand and began to think hard, but he didn't interrupt her thinking.

Voldemort certainly wasn't a patient teacher, and it was just a demonstration that year, speaking spells and explaining some key points.Snape went back and experimented for a full week before he got some experience, found a lot of materials, and practiced for more than a month before he could barely use it.As far as he knew, among the dozen or so people who studied with him, he was the only one who learned it.

As long as Martha can memorize gestures and spells today, he thought, slowly comprehending them later, with her talent, it is impossible to fail.

Marciana finally pulled out her wand. She closed her eyes, waved her right hand, and said a spell in her mouth. The wind picked up in response, blowing her braids and floating her up with her arms.After her toes were a few inches off the ground, she opened her eyes and watched in amazement as her arms and the wind-blowed tall grass fell gently to the ground.

"Oh, it's really difficult." She said happily, "But it feels really amazing. It's just too much magic. I'm sure it's useless."

Snape was amazed - it took him ten days to do this by himself, but she did it all at once.

To be honest, when he was first teaching, he was immersed in self-pity all day long, and he didn't care about anything except the students of Slytherin. In addition, Martha didn't talk much and didn't do much, so he really didn't spend much time on her. .He had heard several other professors talk about Martha several times, saying that she had outstanding talents, and only now did he realize how outstanding she was.He didn't even explain the main points, and she could learn [-]% to [-]% of it just by reading it once. This kind of talent is really the only one he has ever seen in his life.

Snape suppressed a trace of surprise, and said calmly, "It's okay. But you only learned to control the wind. You have to concentrate and concentrate your magic power on your ribs, chest, and flanks to make your body lighter."

He stretched out his hands, and Marciana froze for a moment, holding them flattered.

He didn't say the spell this time, the wind swirled gently around them, and Marciana felt that Snape on the opposite side was floating, but she was still standing on the ground like a solid brick-this kind of strong wind was not enough to support them. up her.

"Wow..." She was amazed. For a moment, she felt like she was pulling a human-sized balloon with such a unique shape. Some wanted to laugh, so she quickly held back.

She closed her eyes and cast a spell according to Snape's prompt. Sure enough, her chest seemed to become light, and two pairs of invisible wings seemed to spread flatly under her ribs, and she also floated up.

"Wow!" She clumsily tried to go back and forth, and flew to the tallest branch of the nearby pine tree, reaching out to pick a cone.She slowly floated to the ground, "Did you see it!" She happily handed the pine cone to Snape, "I picked it!"

Snape: "..."

Marciana recognized the disgust in his eyes, and withdrew her hand embarrassingly, just as a squirrel passed by, she hurriedly put the pine cone in front of it, "Here's for you, eat it."

She doubted it would salvage her image in Snape's eyes, but at least the hot pine cone was out of her hands.She was very relieved to find that the squirrel ran away with the cones in his arms - at least he didn't dislike his pine cones.

She cleared her throat, "Then...do you want to learn my spell?"

"I don't know what the spell you said is for."

"You taught me to fly, I'll teach you to run." She said with a smile.

Snape raised an eyebrow suspiciously.

"Look at me!" She pushed back her braids and slipped her wand back into the sleeve. "Speed!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she jumped out like a startled rabbit, but after a few moments, her back disappeared into the depths of the dense forest, and after a while she came back like a gust of wind, stopped beside him, holding a hairspray in her hand. A small flower of blue light, "Liquid grass, do you want it?"

Snape took it, and it was indeed a sapweed.This plant only grows near water, and the closest they could pick it was a small lake half a mile away—she was only a dozen seconds away.

In a place like Hogwarts where disapparation is not possible, this spell is really convenient.

Marciana babbled, "I didn't even have a spell when I created this spell, but now it's polished very well. It saves mana and can also form a protective shield against wind. Do this with your hands first, and then draw an inverted one." The triangle that came over, the last stroke..."

Snape secretly competed in his heart and wanted to learn it once, so he listened to her explanation very carefully.

After listening to it, he thought about it and felt that he was a little sure, so he cast the spell as she said, but unexpectedly, a strong force suddenly dragged his feet to kick the ground, and he suddenly rushed forward by surprise, almost hitting a tree.

Marciana hurriedly hugged him by the waist and dragged him, "The spell stops immediately!"

Snape was still in shock, "What's going on?!"

"You want to concentrate here." She put her hands on her stomach.

"Stomach and intestines?!"

"No! Core muscles! Abdominal muscles!" Marciana smiled, "The coordination of the limbs is secondary, and the key is to keep the body stable." She stretched out her left hand, "Come here."

Snape held out his right hand, she took his forearm, and he took hers back.He found that his hand was much bigger than hers, and his thumb and middle finger could completely encircle her forearm, so he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

"Get ready. Get ready, walk quickly!" Snape felt a strange force coming from his forearm, which almost pulled him off the ground, and he cast a spell quickly, but he used it a little lamely, and didn't follow it very well. It was Marciana who was almost stumbled and dragged away—fortunately, she waved her hand to clear away the stones, branches and other sundries on the ground, otherwise he would have tripped.

"Stop it!" He became furious and decided to practice secretly by himself.

"No! You're doing great! Find a rhythm and it'll be easy!"

Snape wanted to protest, but he couldn't even speak coherently, so he had to try to break free from Marciana's hand.But the slender arm that he could hold with one hand held him firmly like a pair of iron tongs, and remained motionless.

Gritting his teeth, he had no choice but to keep up with difficulty, while deliberately shrinking his magic power to his waist and abdomen.

Before he could think of all kinds of ways to make Marciana regret today's offense, he found himself gradually calming down.

His long-sleeping body grunted and woke up reluctantly.His young bones, muscles, and blood vessels are gradually becoming active.Cooperating with the fiercely beating heart in the chest, the blood mixed with magic power flowed through his body quickly.

The cool and damp night wind rushed into his lungs like a sea wave, washing away the stagnation in his body, the accumulated worries of the day, and the threat of death that was close at hand.He felt lighter, his legs itched slightly from the sudden rush of blood, the sudden dilation of the blood vessels, but his steps became lighter.

He could run side by side with Marciana.

Marciana finally let go, "You've learned it now! You're awesome!" She cheered, stepped on a rock as tall as a person and jumped up, and when she landed, she had turned into a silver-gray bird. giant wolf.The wolf ran around him on all fours for a while, then bounced high again, and turned into a witch.

Snape smiled, a strange sense of freedom filling his chest.He suddenly realized that he recognized this piece of Forbidden Forest, and had an idea.He reached out to hold Marciana's arm, pulled her to change direction, "This way."

Marciana didn't know why, but still followed.

They ran for a while, and Marciana noticed the tall figure in the dense forest, and couldn't help becoming anxious, "We went wrong, this is the territory of the centaur."

As soon as the words were finished, a vigorous brown-haired horseman jumped out of the forest, "Wizard! You have trespassed on our forest!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! We're leaving now!" Marciana shouted back.

The centaur obviously didn't accept her apology very much, and chased after her with all four hooves, but at this time they were using the spell smoothly and at an astonishing speed, and the centaur couldn't catch up.

The horseman didn't expect that his four legs didn't run past their two legs, so he stopped panting, and shot several arrows as if venting his anger.

A few sika deer jumped out of the woods, chased them for a short distance, and were soon left behind.

The tall trees gradually thinned out, and a meadow with wild flowers appeared before their eyes.

"Hey! What are you doing? There is a cliff over there!" Marciana was shocked when she saw the scene in front of her.

Instead of slowing down, Snape ran towards the edge of the cliff holding her tightly, with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Stop, stop!" Marciana tugged at him, trying hard to stop, but she was too fast before, and couldn't stop for a while.

"No!" He kicked off the ground as he said, pulling her up from the edge of the cliff, and the two of them flew forward for several meters like two big birds.

...actually, it's more like a bat and a chicken that hasn't grown wings yet.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-" Marciana suddenly felt afraid of heights. With a dozen meters.

While gliding, Snape tore at Marciana, who was thumping and trying to pick him off, "Hey! Didn't you learn it just now?!"

"Levitate Aeris!" Marciana finally pulled out her wand, and a strong wind lifted her up several meters.Immediately, she forgot her fear and gave a scream of excitement, opening her arms, feeling the touch of the wind passing by her cheeks.She turned 360 degrees in the wind like a real bird and flew around Snape, her left hand recapturing his right.

"It's so much fun! It's awesome! I love magic," she proclaimed like a child. "I really, really love magic!"

She circled and looked down at the land, the twilight merged, and the golden-red afterglow of the setting sun outlined the majestic and tranquil landscape of the Scottish Highlands, casting shadows on the treacherous and abrupt rocks.

Rich tall grass grew in the valley, and the meadows were green with purple, presumably full of wildflowers.

A small stream sucked up the melted snow, rushing and gushing, and was reflected into a bright golden belt, cutting the mountain scenery at dusk.

Looking back, behind the vast Forbidden Forest, the spire of Hogwarts was shining brightly.

Marciana felt a strange emotion fill her chest, and she could not utter a word.She held the hand of the person beside her tightly, knowing that he had also seen such a scene, and suddenly felt very relieved.

Such a beautiful and fleeting thing, if only one sees it, it will make people feel lonely.

The author has something to say: please be sure to listen to this bgm: askyfullofstars, by Coldplay, this song is super beautiful.

While I was writing, I imagined that the professor was being pulled up by Maye to fly like a kite, and I suddenly became very excited.

This plot, like the one in The Magic Flute, was one of the earliest ideas.Because I think that besides enjoying good things, another way to make people happy is none other than exercise, especially aerobic exercise.Although it may be a palliative but not a permanent cure, it is effective.So, professor, don't run carelessly~!

Professor: Wait a minute, my question is not in a bad mood at all, but that I may be dying, okay? !