[HP] Snake

Pushing open the door of the room, one saw Severus sitting at the desk, frowning tightly, impatiently correcting piles of parchment.

"Mr. Slytherin, I assume that your fingernail-sized head can still remember the time, so you should know that you have missed today's dinner because of your untimely so-called dinner that started after four o'clock in the afternoon. Ah, lunch break."

That awkward man is always not used to expressing his concern clearly, and insists on using a bunch of vicious words to cover up his sincerity.No, he was obviously worried, insisting on putting on a haughty and sarcastic look, his face so gloomy that he could scare the bold Gryffindor into tears.

"I'm sorry for my untimely lunch break, dear Severus." He tilted his head, covered a little smile on his lips, and tried his best to apologize in a sincere tone, but unfortunately, he didn't fool the shrewd Severus .

"Hmph! Mr. Slytherin, may I ask, is there anything in my words that you should laugh at?" With a cold snort, Severus' expression became more gloomy, and he almost became overwhelmed.

"Oh, no, no, I apologize for my rudeness." Seeing that he was really angry, he hurriedly made a small fuss, who made me fall for such a thin-skinned man.

"Hmph, I'm assuming that your obviously useless eyes didn't see what's on the table, do you still need your humble potions master to feed you?" Severus rolled his eyelids, his tough features Stained with a trace of imperceptible helplessness.

I turned my head and saw a light but hearty dinner on a table transformed from a coffee table, and I cast a warming spell quite thoughtfully.

"Thank you, Severus."

Sitting at the table, reaching for the knife and fork, I couldn't help but think that on Severus' birthday, I also prepared a table of dinner that he liked, but...

"What are you doing standing there, do you think the food will automatically be stuffed into your mouth if you stare at it like this?" The man's harsh and sharp voice suddenly sounded, and when he looked up, he frowned again.

"Um, it's nothing." I was taken aback for a moment, seeming to worry him again.

Dining in silence, the only sound in the room was the rustling of the quill on the parchment.

"Severus." Putting down the knife and fork, he wiped the corners of his lips with a napkin.

"Huh?" He didn't look up, frowned, and left a line of writing on the end of the parchment with his hands, as well as a big letter, which seemed to be a T, well, a moment of silence for this child.

"Have you finished the black magic purification potion from before?"

"En." He responded somewhat absent-mindedly. Obviously, the next student's homework made him even more angry, and a big T was mercilessly spent on it.

"I thought, you know what it does?"

"Purify black magic damage, I think, it's obvious." He took a moment to glance at me, and there was a trace of suspicion and sarcasm in his dark eyes.

"Yes, to purify black magic damage. However, when it is used in conjunction with the magic power purification potion..." Sure enough, he stopped his hands and looked up intently.

"What? What is the effect? ​​No, moonlight grass is used in the magic power purification potion, and when mixed with the black vine powder in the black magic purification potion, it will cause nerve paralysis for a certain period of time."

"Yes, there will indeed be a slight side effect. But at the same time, using these two medicines together can completely remove that thing on your arm."

"What did you say?!" He stood up suddenly, his eyes wide open, and his right hand subconsciously covered his left forearm.

"Yes, that's it, the Dark Mark."

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When I arrived near the Forbidden Forest, Draco and the others were already preparing to go in.

Hagrid took Hermione Granger, the reasonably intelligent Gryffindor girl with long messy brown hair, and Neville Longbottom, who always blew up cauldrons, to the side, while Draco and The red-haired Ron Weasley followed a large dog to the other side.

"Draco." He used the Disillusionment Charm to eliminate his tracks, and then leaned over.I cast a sound-proof spell to make sure that Weasley couldn't hear us before speaking.

"Ha...Harry?" Draco was obviously taken aback, but still noticed and lowered his voice.

"It's me, Draco. You don't have to worry, I won't let anything happen to you."

"Thank you very much." He was clearly aware of the current situation, and he didn't pretend to be proud to reject my kindness, but accepted it very gratefully.

"So, tonight, what is your so-called mission?"

"See those silver-white things on the ground?"

"Those are... the blood of unicorns?" Taking a closer look, the half-dried liquid with a slight silvery white luster and the familiar smell, many unicorns died in my hands back then.

"The big fool said that a unicorn was injured in the Forbidden Forest, and our mission is to find the injured unicorn."

unicorn?Blood?It's not what I thought it was...

"Ooooh-oh-so-what's that!"

Our conversation had just ended, and we took off the sound-proof spell with a wave of our hands, and immediately heard that Ron Weasley tremblingly pointing to the side, pulling his throat, and yelling.

Looking in the direction of his finger, he saw a figure wrapped in a black robe throwing himself on a fallen unicorn, with his head buried low, not knowing what he was doing.

But soon, the figure stood up, and then a green light flew towards us.

Kicking away the Weasley who was in the way, he grabbed Draco's arm with one hand, and retreated quickly, avoiding the deadly green light.

"Wang——" the big dog shuddered and howled, and quickly ran away from the original road, fleeing for its life.

"Stay here, I'll lure that person away, and you run back with this idiot." Seeing the figure gradually approaching this way, he raised his hand and gave Weasley a "fainted" While asking Draco, he cast a protective spell on them.

A red light flew past the edge of the protective spell, I retreated quickly, dodged again, and swung back a Cruciatus Curse.

That figure was quite agile, obviously it had really fought, and while avoiding the spell sideways, it rushed over here non-stop.

Casting an "armor body protection" on himself, making a little imperceptible noise, lifted the illusion spell, and quickly ran to the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

Sure enough, he noticed my whereabouts, and chased me without any doubt, while casting a few small curses from time to time that can both disturb the opponent and preserve the magic power.

Gotta say, very combat minded, and I'm starting to appreciate this guy a little bit.

Of course those little jinxes didn't work for me, after all, the "armor protection" spell is still very effective, especially since I have quite enough magic power to support it.

Suddenly, another wave of magic power approached, and it was a damn familiar wave of magic power.

Severus Snape, you obviously had taken those two potions, and you obviously had to stay in bed for a whole night because of nerve paralysis, why did you suddenly appear here? !Damn it, I specially arranged it so that you will know their effects tonight!

A ray of red light flew past the side of the chasing man. The man had a strong sense of crisis, even if he didn't turn his head to look, he avoided the dangerous red light properly.

Ignoring the idea of ​​probing this person's strength, he waved a Heart-Eating Curse and flew over.

The man actually dodged once again, although he was in a embarrassed appearance rolling sideways, but he actually dodged.

Well, I've decided that even if he's Voldemort's main soul, even if he's stupid enough to drink unicorn blood, even so, I'll definitely put him back piece by piece, I'll definitely turn him into a real The Heir of Slytherin!

Then, his current body, the body of Quirinus Quirrell, cannot be kept. After all, that body has rotted beyond repair, and has even been polluted by the curse of unicorn blood.

Without holding back at all, while a green light from Severus blocked his way, I cast another Heart-Eater Curse in the past, hitting his chest.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa .

That was a feeling I had experienced deeply before. It was like being skinned and bones crushed in an instant. Every inch of my body was piercingly painful. Back then, I was also screaming, howling, and rolling, and it hurt all the time. Only when he became numb could he gradually endure this hell-like pain.

He raised his hand and gave him a spell of insanity, a gray-black soul emerged bit by bit, peeling off the writhing body.

At the same time, the body corroded and deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it twisted and froze on the ground, completely dead.

"Ah...you...you..." That gray-black soul was astonishingly bleak, before I even had time to say anything, he disappeared into mid-air.

It's better to let him run away, but it doesn't matter, let's see what surprises he will bring me in the future.

"Harry Slytherin!" The man's roar exploded so violently that I couldn't help but tremble.

Well, here's another furious man to deal with...